Yang Zhen felt it for a while, shook his head and said, "It's not that it's useless, it's just that the Heaven-Swallowing Hound is too big."

At this point, Yang Zhen patted Tianhu and said, "Brother, can you shrink a little? You are too big. With my current strength, I can't take you in at all."

The mean cat rolled his eyes and pouted, "Boy, you're overthinking it. The big guy in front of you is a Sky-Swallowing Hound. How can he discuss with you like this... digging grass?"

A roar like that of an ox was heard, and a ball of white light suddenly emerged from the body of the Tianhu, and it turned into a creature about ten feet in size.

The snow-white Tiantianhu looks no different from a snow wolf, except that its eyes are scarlet and its feet are dark gold. From a distance, it looks like it is standing on a dark golden cloud. The beard on the sides of its mouth is like a dragon, floating in the air, and not as straight as a wolf's beard.

What a handsome wolf!

Yang Zhen's eyes sparkled with joy. He had always liked the feeling of the wolf Xiaoyue, who was alone and invincible. Now Brother Yang could also ride on the wolf's back and Xiaoyue. He was so happy! "Collect!"

Yang Zhen shouted again in a deep voice, and this time he finally successfully put the Tiantianhou into the Fantian Seal.

Seeing the happy expression on Yang Zhen's face, like a child getting a favorite toy, he curled his lips and said, "You are so low-level. Why transform into anything else but a wolf? It's really embarrassing."

Yang Zhen glared and said, "What do you know? Wolves are the creatures that this slutty saint admires the most. Besides, how can a wolf form be without level? It's much better than a big fat cheap cat, right?"

"Boy, are you looking for trouble?" The mean cat also glared, pointed at his body, and said, "I am a Qilin, Qilin, do you know?"

"I know, I know, Qilin, right? Looks very powerful!" Yang Zhen curled his lips and changed the subject, saying, "What's wrong with the little Taoist? She even had an epiphany. Hey, what is the aura on her? Why does this Sao Saint also have it?"

At this point, Yang Zhen checked his body from head to toe, stared at the mean cat and said, "What did you do to me, you little Taoist idiot?"

The mean cat opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

Damn it, what can that little idiot do to a bastard like you?

Seeing that the mean cat was speechless, Yang Zhen panicked and muttered to himself, "It's over, it's over. This little Taoist idiot actually did this to me. When she wakes up, I must make her take responsibility for me."

Poof! The mean cat almost vomited the overnight meal. Just as he was about to speak, his face suddenly changed. He stared at Han Yan'er and said, "Not good, boy, quickly protect the little Taoist."

Yang Zhen had already sensed something was wrong with Han Yan'er, so he hurried to her side and pointed his finger at her forehead.

"Is this... the energy of chaos?"

How could the primordial energy of chaos be so easy to refine? Besides, Han Yan'er was only at the Spirit Transformation Stage now, so it was impossible for her to completely refine the primordial energy of chaos.

Even Yang Zhen did not truly refine the Fantian Seal. He only refined a trace of the mark on it and forcibly took it into his body.

Now Han Yan'er and Yang Zhen have the same idea, but they didn't expect that the chaotic energy would be so terrifying and want to counterattack Han Yan'er.

After Yang Zhenyi pointed at Han Yan'er's forehead, he said in a deep voice: "Hold on, don't force it, let nature take its course. If you really can't refine it, push it to me."

After hearing Yang Zhen's words, Han Yan'er's eyelashes moved slightly, and her expression looked a little better. She took a deep breath and began to try to refine the chaotic energy.

Yang Zhen frowned, always paying attention to the changes in Han Yan'er's internal aura. He hoped that Han Yan'er could refine the chaotic energy. Although the chaotic energy was very precious and a rare treasure for Yang Zhen, there was already a trace of void power in Yang Zhen's body, but he had not succeeded in refining it yet. If he added another chaotic energy, the two guys might fight in his body and directly kill Yang Zhen.

As for which one is stronger between the energy of chaos and the power of the void, Yang Zhen doesn't know. However, from the current point of view, although the energy of chaos is powerful, it is just a kind of power in the world of cultivation. The power of the void is different. This thing is almost above the laws. Even in the endless starry universe, the power of the void exists.

It seems that the power of the void is still stronger than the energy of chaos. As for how much stronger it is, Yang Zhen doesn't know.

Yang Zhen glanced at the mean cat and said, "Don't worry, there is nothing that this slutty saint can't handle."

The mean cat sneered and said, "I'm not worried about whether you can do it or not, I'm just worried about what those guys outside might do."

Yang Zhen was stunned, and after a moment of silence, he said, "No, although the restrictions outside are not as terrifying as those inside, they are not something that Gu Po can solve in a short time. We should... grass..."

Boom! A dizzy feeling came over him, as if the whole world was about to turn upside down. Yang Zhen's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly said, "Quick, forcefully absorb the chaotic energy into the spiritual space. If it's too dangerous, push it to me."

At this point, Yang Zhen glared at the mean cat and said, "What are you waiting for? Come here quickly, you crow mouth."

The mean cat rolled and crawled to Yang Zhen's side, and said with a wronged look on his face: "Is it my fault?"

At this time, a sinister voice seemed to come from all directions, revealing endless contempt and sarcasm: "Yang Zhen, do you think that if you hide in the Nine Dragon Coffin, I and others will be unable to do anything to you?"

Hearing this voice, Yang Zhen's face completely changed, and he cursed: "Damn it, if you dare to touch the Nine Dragon Coffin, this slutty saint will dig up your ancestral grave."

Grandma Gu laughed and said, "Boy, you think too highly of me. How dare I touch Senior Jiulong's coffin? But don't worry, I am just trying to get the Jiulong coffin to the holy land of the Great Nether Dynasty for recuperation. If you hide in there and don't come out, I can't do anything to you. You'd better not come out. Otherwise, you will find that you will be helpless in the Great Nether Dynasty. By then, no one in the entire cultivation world will be able to save your life."

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"Grass!"

Yang Zhen's face changed, and he and Jianmao looked at each other in bewilderment: "These old guys actually want to take the Nine Dragon Coffin to the Holy Land of the Great You Dynasty."

A look of doubt and uncertainty flashed across the face of the mean cat, and he pouted and said, "It's over now, kid. What the old woman said is right. Once we reach the holy land of the Great You Dynasty, there will be more than ten half-step great saints there. You can't escape even if you go to heaven or hell."

"What should we do then?" Yang Zhen glanced at Han Yan'er and said, "How about I go out and fight these bastards?"

The mean cat smiled bitterly and said, "The little Taoist is at a critical moment now. Are you sure you can leave her to me?"

Yang Zhen looked at the mean cat, shook his head and said, "I'm worried!"

"Fuck, kid, what do you mean?" The mean cat glared and was about to pounce on Yang Zhen to argue.

Yang Zhen's eyes suddenly lit up. He stared at the cheap cat for a long time without saying anything, his eyes full of surprise and doubt.

The mean cat was a little frightened by Yang Zhen's gaze, and asked hesitantly: "Boy, what are you looking at?"

Yang Zhen pondered and said, "You said... can I refine the entire Nine Dragon Coffin?"

"Are you crazy?" The mean cat was shocked: "This is Kowloon's thing, you...you are not kidding, right?"

"No!" Yang Zhen answered seriously: "Really not!"

Gu Po's voice came again, as if she had decided to defeat Yang Zhen. She laughed loudly and was in high spirits.

The mean cat hesitated for a moment, stared at Yang Zhen and said, "How about... give it a try?"

(End of this chapter)