Then he thought that in the entire Youzhou continent, including the people from other continents, there is probably no force that has the ability to cause trouble for Chilong. In other words, these people are most likely the natives of this world.
Thinking of this, Yang Zhen became interested. Who dared to challenge Chilong, and what kind of terrifying force was Chilong when he was in the Heavenly Wrath of Tribulation to be able to do such a thing? The next moment, the faces of everyone present became extremely interesting.
Hundreds of powerful men in the celestial phenomena period shot out from all directions of the mountains and rushed wildly into the air. Along the way, they kept making seals with their hands and struck at the Dragon Locking Sky Palace in the air. The Dragon Locking Sky Palace suddenly burst out with a ball of golden light. Each chain emitted terrifying golden lines, like golden dragons, stretched straight in the air, making bursts of sounds like the clanging of golden swords.
The appearance of hundreds of powerful warriors in the celestial phenomena period really frightened the many cultivators present. Tens of thousands of cultivators were all staring at the incredible scene in front of them in amazement, and they almost began to doubt their lives.
What kind of force could dispatch hundreds of Celestial Stage experts at once? When the world was first created and one side of the world reappeared in the world of cultivation, this force did not think about gaining a firm foothold at the first time, but dispatched hundreds of Celestial Stage experts to find trouble with Chilong. This approach, let alone everyone else, even Yang Zhen could not understand.
But there is nothing difficult to understand. It must be on Chilong, or Chilong is guarding the good things that forced this force to do this, and they were afraid that it would be snatched away by others, so they took the initiative.
As for gaining a foothold, the forces that were able to dispatch hundreds of Celestial Realm powerhouses at once might not take the matter seriously at all.
Yang Zhen took a deep breath and looked at the hundreds of Celestial Realm warriors in the air. He suddenly felt a little scared.
Even if I feel that these people are a bit shameless in taking advantage of the dragon's misfortune, I cannot rush up to disturb them and trap Chilong at this time.
There are hundreds of powerful men in the celestial realm. Who can withstand this? With just a spit from each of them, they can spit Yang Zhen all the way to the northernmost part of the Northern Territory.
Feng Wuya and the others also had shocked expressions on their faces. They looked at each other, unable to think of any force that could have such a terrifying background.
Obviously, including the Holy Court and the Demon God Territory, these powerful sects that have shaken the entire world of cultivation have not been able to touch the power of this level.
Among the tens of thousands of cultivators, the five powerful celestial beings in the Holy Court also had extremely ugly expressions on their faces. They glanced in the direction of Yang Zhen with complicated looks in their eyes.
At this time, almost all the grudges were suppressed by both sides. Facing such an unknown terrorist force, even if the Holy Court and the Demon God Lord did not unite, they would never fight again.
Yang Zhen looked at Jianmao with some curiosity and asked, "Think about it quickly. In a place like Youzhou Continent, what kind of power could produce hundreds of Tianxiang-level warriors at once?"
The mean cat glared and said, "What do you think my head is? Can you remember it just by saying so? However, in the Youzhou Continent, the most powerful force is of course the Great You Dynasty that flourished 30,000 years ago. However, when the Great You Dynasty fell into ruin, it could no longer produce so many powerful people."
Yang Zhen's eyes lit up, and he nodded and said, "That's right, it must be the Great You Dynasty without a doubt."
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. Jianmao looked at Yang Zhen in surprise and asked, "How can you be so sure?"
Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, "If even the once prosperous Great You Dynasty cannot survive until now, who else can build such a force in this world that has been floating in the void for 30,000 years?"
Everyone was silent, while Jianmao muttered to himself, "Damn, now that you put it that way, it seems to make some sense. But why would the Great You Dynasty be so hard on Chilong? Did Chilong ever offend them?"
I don’t know about that. In this situation, everyone can only watch how things develop and then listen to rumors to get some useful information.
Yang Zhen leaned leisurely against the stone to recover his strength. It took too much energy to comprehend the Tianquan Queyang Formation, and he has not recovered yet.
However, the harvest this time was richer than ever before. Not only did Yang Zhen master this ancient formation that could allow reproduction, he also had a better understanding of the contents of the two heavenly books. He remembered everything in his mind. Although he was still a little short of being able to apply what he had learned, he no longer had to search for it like flipping through a book. With just an opportunity, Yang Zhen would be able to completely master the two heavenly books.
Only after he had a deep understanding of the Heavenly Book did Yang Zhen suddenly realize that the Heavenly Book was worthy of being hailed as the most precious treasure of heaven and earth. The changes contained in it were endless. Even for Yang Zhen, with such a terrifying talent, it would take more than one or two years or even one or two hundred years to fully master it.
I really don’t know who created the Heavenly Book in the first place. Yang Zhen pondered that even a powerful emperor might not be able to accomplish such a feat.
Just as everyone was watching the development of the situation with curiosity, a number of people came towards this side from the foothills of the giant mountain.
Two teams were the most terrifying. Be it Yang Zhen, Feng Wuya, or even the strong men from the Holy Court not far away, all their faces changed.
The aura that erupted from the leaders of the two teams was comparable to that of a dragon! Yang Zhen didn't know what realm these two guys were in. They didn't look very old, at most middle-aged, but facing the vast aura of the two, Yang Zhen felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
"Half-step Great Sage!"
Feng Wuya took a deep breath, the expression on his face had never been so solemn before.
Yang Zhen was startled and looked at the person who came in surprise, with a harmless smile on his face. He really didn't expect that the person who came would be so terrifying. He was a half-step great sage. No wonder even Yang Zhen felt that the aura on his body was like entering an endless black hole, and he couldn't find anything no matter how hard he tried.
Of course, one has to make friends with such a strong man. Yang Zhen feels that he is becoming more and more low-key.
Just as Yang Zhen raised his hand with a harmless smile on his face, trying to greet the half-step Great Sage in front of him, the half-step Great Sage glanced at everyone and suddenly said, "Get lost!"
Get out? How quick and easy!
Yang Zhen's eyes suddenly widened.
Tens of thousands of cultivators all subconsciously ran backwards as fast as they could, because after the Half-Step Great Sage said this word, a murderous intent suddenly burst out from their bodies, as if anyone who ran slowly would be killed by a single look from the Great Sage.
Yang Zhen looked at the stern-faced middle-aged man in front of him in surprise, pointed at his nose, and was speechless.
Damn it, I was already arrogant enough, but I didn’t expect that there is always someone higher than you. Today I met someone even more arrogant.
As soon as they disagreed with something, they asked everyone present to get out, and there were only a dozen people facing tens of thousands of monks.
But look at their lineup, a half-step great sage, more than a dozen celestial period powerhouses. Such a force, no matter where it is, is qualified to say such things.
Feng Wuya and the others had angry looks on their faces. Everyone present was a local tyrant, and now they were being pointed at and scolded, and they were asked to leave. Naturally, they felt a little embarrassed.
A strong man in the Holy Court looked at another half-step Great Sage with a gloomy face. He showed a solemn expression on his face and said with some dissatisfaction: "My dear senior, a piece of heaven and earth suddenly appeared in Youzhou Continent. We came to check it out. Now we are 30,000 feet away from you. There is no need to be so ruthless. Just tell us to get out of here?"
The people around were also angry but dared not speak, and all their eyes fell on this old man from the Holy Court.
The old man's cultivation level was about the sixth level of the Celestial Phenomenon Stage. Although his realm was not high, he was not afraid. How could the face of the Holy Court be lost here in vain? Two half-step great saints!
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
Yang Zhen's eyes almost popped out of his head. He just took a quick glance and didn't notice that among the dozen people heading towards the Holy Court, the leader was actually a Half-Step Great Sage? "Okay, let's get out of here!"
Yang Zhen bowed his head like a coward, bowed to the Half-Step Great Sage, and dragged Feng Wuya and Wulun Tianzun backwards. They retreated tens of thousands of feet before stopping. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Half-Step Great Sage turned his head away with an expressionless face.
"Boy, if you leave like this, where will I put my face in the future?" Wulun Tianzun widened his eyes and cursed at his old age. If Yang Zhen hadn't held him back, he would have rushed up and fought to the death.
Feng Wuya also frowned, and was obviously a little depressed when he looked at Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen didn't care. He glanced at the people in the Holy Court and said, "Why do you need face? Don't you think that compared to your life, face is something you can choose to have or not?"
Everyone was stunned, especially Feng Wuya, who smiled bitterly and said, "That doesn't mean you have to be so cowardly..."
Before Feng Wuya finished speaking, a cold snort was heard and everyone's faces suddenly changed.
Buzz! There was a buzzing sound, as if the whole world was shackled by some force. Yang Zhen and others looked up and saw the old man from the Holy Court who showed disrespect and dissatisfaction to the Half-Step Great Sage. He was pale and stepped back more than ten steps before he stopped. His face was blue and red. He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but a mouthful of blood spurted out and the whole person fell backwards.
"Elder Fang!"
Wang Zhaohu's face changed, and he hurriedly pulled up Elder Fang and said in a deep voice, "Let's go!"
Yang Zhen pointed at Elder Fang and said, "See? He's a half-step Great Sage. He can kill people with just one glare. Who can stand it?"
"Then what should we do?" Wulun Tianzun glanced at Chilong, who was roaring in the air and was obviously furious, and felt unwilling.
Even if he couldn't get the thing that Chilong was guarding, it would be fine to take a look at it. But now, the other party directly sent out two half-step great saints and didn't even let him look. One word frightened tens of thousands of cultivators, but no one dared to move.
"Let's go, this can't be done!" Feng Wuya looked at the Half-Step Great Sage helplessly, with a complicated look flashing on his face.
How humiliating!
Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, "You guys go back first, I still have something to do."
The mean cat's eyes lit up and he said, "Boy, are you going to cause trouble?"
"What the hell, can you handle it?" Yang Zhen glared and said, "I need to recover. When I recover, I will go back to Baiyun Mountain and build the sect well. I should just be a good boy. This is too dangerous. You can kill people with just one glare."
Although everyone was skeptical, they had no choice but to leave slowly. Although Yang Zhen was always making trouble, he wouldn't be stupid enough to do so under the nose of the Half-Step Great Sage.
This time, even the mean cat didn't follow Yang Zhen to cause trouble?
That’s impossible, unless Yang really goes crazy.
Yang Zhen glanced at the two half-step great saints, hid behind a huge rock, and slowly sank into the rock. He murmured to himself, "Damn it, when has this great saint ever suffered such a loss?"
(End of this chapter)