After opening his eyes, Yang Zhen checked his body first. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he was not missing any limbs.

Looking inside, Yang Zhen was suddenly startled, a look of shock appeared on his face, and he was almost stunned by the sound of the rushing waves.

After falling asleep, the blood in Yang Zhen's body surged like a raging sea, and it seemed as if there was a roar of thunder. The violent posture left Yang Zhen stunned. He was so cautious that he dared not move, for fear that a blood vessel would burst by accident.

This is too horrible. Yang Zhen sat on the coffin in a daze, with a look of disbelief on his face. Who can make the blood in his body roar like a raging river? Yang Zhen once felt the violent and surging water of the mother river in his own country on the blue planet. Yang Zhen will never forget the majestic aura in his life. Now that feeling has returned, and it is in his body.

Although he didn't know what kind of changes this change would bring to Yang Zhen, he was sure that this was not a bad thing.

In the world of cultivation, there are many techniques for tempering blood. Any technique that can increase the strength of blood is regarded as a treasure. Anyone who obtains this technique will practice it secretly and carefully, because this technique that can increase the strength of blood is so rare that even a super power like the Dayu Dynasty may not be able to produce two.

Yang Zhen's bloodline was improved for no reason, and it was such a horrifying improvement. The strength in his body was greatly improved again. In this case, there was no need to improve the grade of the Dragon Elephant Shocking Prison Body, and he could continue to temper his body.

After coming to this conclusion, Yang Zhen grinned.

The harvest this time was quite great. Not only did his bloodline improve, but he also obtained a heavenly book.

Heavenly Book?

Where did the heavenly book go?

Yang Zhen's face changed and he quickly immersed his mind into the spiritual space.

In the spiritual space, three heavenly books formed the power of three talents, slowly floating in the air.

The Heavenly Book of Mysterious Principles, the Heavenly Book of Ksitigarbha, and the Heavenly Book of Attacking Life! Seeing the bright light emanating from the three Heavenly Books, Yang Zhen smiled happily like a fool.

Especially when he saw the third heavenly book, named Attack on Life, Yang Zhen suddenly became curious. When his mind was touched, a green light suddenly burst out, like a dazzling light, directly covering the entire spiritual space.

True Yuan Haotian, Qi and blood attack life.

The Heavenly Book's Life Attack Chapter is a method for tempering blood, and it includes almost all the bloodline life attacks. Yang Zhen has heard of them, and they are countless.

"Damn it, this is going to be a disaster."

Yang Zhen stared blankly at the contents of the Heavenly Book's Attack on Life Chapter, and even he was shocked. This was an amazing Heavenly Book, and the importance of its contents was even more profound and mysterious than the Profound Principles Chapter and the Ksitigarbha Chapter.

Of course, each heavenly book has its own unique characteristics, and it is impossible to tell which one is more precious. However, Yang Zhen did not know much about the aspect of attacking life, so he was deeply shocked.

When Yang Zhen saw the Tianxiang bloodline of the Tianxiang Holy Root from the introduction of the Heavenly Book of Attack on Life, his eyes suddenly widened.

It turns out that the special bloodline that the little girl possesses is actually the Tianxiang bloodline? When the Tianxiang bloodline reaches its peak, one will remain young forever, and the fragrance of heaven and earth will spread. Once one breaks through the holy realm, one will almost achieve immortality. This... is an amazing little girl.

Yang Zhen stood up like a child holding a treasure, looked up, and wondered how to leave this place.

The Wushui River was in mid-air, and it was not too difficult for Yang Zhen to pass through it. However, if he just left like that, it would be a bit bad if someone discovered this place and he didn't inherit the legacy and destroyed the legendary Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin.

Maybe we can set up some restrictions here to prevent some people from coming in?

Yang Zhen squatted down and patted the coffin, muttering to himself: "Whether you are a big brother or a big sister, this is all I can do. I hope you can wake up soon. Damn, the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin, after waking up, you must at least be a saint-level figure, right?"

A strong person in the Saint Realm cannot be compared with a Half-Step Great Sage. A strong person in the Saint Realm can hardly be killed by a Half-Step Great Sage. It can be seen how big the gap is between a Half-Step Great Sage and a strong person in the Saint Realm, even though they are both Great Sages.

As soon as Yang Zhen finished speaking, before he could take any action, he heard an earth-shaking roar.

Moo! Moo? Yang Zhen was shocked. His eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the nine dragon skeletons beside him in astonishment.

Boom! A terrifying shock was heard, and nine bone dragons roared to the sky. A monstrous wave of air emanated from their bodies. Amidst the intense black light, a cloud of mist enveloped the nine dragon corpses.

Nine bone dragons roared towards the sky together and then flew up.

Boom! A dull sound of golden swords clashing was heard, and the huge bronze coffin shook, slowly rose, and suddenly rushed into the black water.

Yang Zhen stood on the coffin. The terrifying air waves around him rolled and surged, and his mind was also in turmoil.

It was flying! The Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin was really flying.

Yang Zhen's face was filled with horror but also a hint of excitement. His sleeves rustled, and somehow he suddenly felt heroic. He took out the Daque sword and carried it on his shoulder, like a god of war from the Nine Netherworld Purgatory.

"I wonder what expressions the little Taoist idiot and the bastard Cat will have when they see this shocking appearance of mine."

An amusing look appeared on Yang Zhen's face. With a thought, the blood power in his body instantly became violent. Sounds like waves burst out from his body, and the air waves rolled around his body, full of power.

"This is how the God of War should appear!"

Yang Zhen laughed loudly: "Little Taoist idiot, cheap cat, the slutty saint is back!"

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Inside the abyss, the mean cat looked at Han Yan'er with a worried look on his face, and asked in a deep voice: "Little Taoist, are you okay?"

Han Yan'er held the Sun Shadow Sword in her hand, her blood boiling. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, stared at the half-step Great Sage and three Celestial Stage experts in front of her, shook her head and said, "You can't die!"

In front of the two of them, a young-looking Half-Step Great Sage had an amused look on his face. He shook his head and said in amazement, "Girl, if I were you, I wouldn't have put up a fight. Yang Zhen destroyed the Great Nether Purgatory, and almost all of our Great Nether Dynasty's preparations over the past ten thousand years were destroyed. No matter where he escapes to, he's dead. Why are you so stubborn for a man who is doomed to die?"

"Pooh!"

Before Han Yan'er could say anything, the mean cat glared at him and started cursing, pointing at his nose and shouting, "You shameless bastard, you are such a grown-up and yet you bully a little girl in the Spiritualization Stage. What kind of ability do you have? If you have the guts, come and fight me. I will slap you to death with one slap."

"Asshole!"

Behind the Half-Step Great Sage, a Celestial Stage expert snorted coldly, his eyes flashing like lightning, and suddenly rushed towards the mean cat. He made a beautiful sword flower while the long sword in his hand was flying, and stabbed the mean cat with the sword: "Die!"

Swish! All martial arts in the world are invincible except speed.

The strong man in the celestial phenomenon period thrust his sword as fast as lightning, and almost at the same time put the sword back into the sheath, without even looking at the cheap cat, turned around and walked away with his hands behind his back.

The mean cat stared at his chest blankly, his expression changing with pain.

A hair fell off!

The faces of the Half-Step Great Sage and the other two Celestial Phenomenon strong men changed drastically. They looked at the Celestial Phenomenon strong man who was standing with his hands behind his back with strange expressions, and their faces were full of embarrassment.

"What's wrong?" The Celestial Stage expert noticed the expressions on everyone's faces, turned around in astonishment, and almost popped his eyes out: "How is this possible?"

The mean cat picked up the hair on the ground with a distressed look, and yelled, "Damn it, it's just a hair, why are you pretending? When it comes to pretending, can you compare to Yang kid?"

"snort!"

The face of the Half-Step Great Sage turned pale, and he stared at the mean cat with a strange look on his face and said, "What a pity, he's not here!"

The mean cat's expression froze, and just as he was about to speak, a horrible rumbling sound came from the black water, scaring everyone.

(End of this chapter)