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Five golden strands, each imbued with the Heaven and Earth Power, made everyone present have hair-raising chills. Even the surroundings were plunged into absolute chaos, a testament to their terrifying power.

Xiu’er turned pale, a rare solemn expression on her face. She spoke to Hongluan Spiritual Girl, “Hongluan, I wouldn’t be able to withstand it if it were me.”

Hongluan Spiritual Girl had a serious look on her face as well. She nodded and said, “I wouldn’t either. Perhaps Lin Tianli could bear such power, but Yang Zhen… at the Void Cultivation Stage, he cannot handle it!”

With a smirk, Xiu’er retorted, “You’re overestimating Lin Tianli. Faced with this heavenly might, even if Tianli could endure it, he would either be fatally wounded or unable to recover in time. To be injured on the Spirit Road is as good as dead. And given Tianli’s history of making many enemies, why do you think he willingly took on the punishment of twenty Heavenly Might Waterfalls to enter the Spirit Road?”

Hongluan Spiritual Girl took a deep breath and said, “Indeed, given Tianli’s record of never letting grudges go, he would only opt to enter the Spirit Road under such humiliation. But Yang Zhen… persistent obstinacy could lead him to more than just physical harm.”

Gazing solemnly at Yang Zhen, Xiu’er said, “I always feel he’s not so reckless.”

Hongluan Spiritual Girl turned to look at Xiu’er in surprise and nodded, “Let’s hope so.”

By this point, Yang Zhen was directly beneath the terrifying Heavenly Might Waterfall. His body violently shuddered, forced into a kneel by the savage Heaven and Earth Power that even caused his skin to bleed, turning him into a bloody figure in mere moments.

This sight elicited gasps from everyone present, who looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief.

Yang Zhen was knowingly walking into the path of certain death, stepping voluntarily beneath the raging heavenly might.

As everyone predicted, Yang Zhen could barely withstand the overwhelming force of the heavenly might, let alone the impact of the Heavenly Might Waterfall directly upon him.

Xiu’er cried out and tightly grabbed Hongluan Spiritual Girl’s hand, who in return gripped hers equally tight. It wasn’t that either of them were particularly concerned with Yang Zhen, it was merely their curiosity that had redirected to see things from Yang’s perspective.

Had they been in Yang Zhen’s shoes, they would have already entered the Spirit Road.

This situation did not prevent practitioners from entering the Spirit Road!

In the crowd, Young Master Fen’s face flashed with a hint of surprise, as his eyes burned into Yang Zhen.

Naturally, Young Master Fen, who harbored a murderous intent, wished for nothing less than Yang Zhen’s immediate death. It would be the best possible outcome for him.

On the other hand, Bai Xuan, Ye Zhiming, and Water Moon Spirit Lady had far less tranquil expressions. Bai Xuan collected himself after a long while, inhaling deeply before sighing, “This madman. He must have trained in body refining arts to think he could refine his body with this Heaven and Earth Power. He’s dreaming!”

Ye Zhiming opened his mouth, struggling to find the words, but eventually couldn’t hold back anymore. He looked at Yang Zhen and murmured, “Perhaps he might succeed. Both the Flower Spirit Girl and Lin Tianli are just as mad as Yang Zhen, yet they often manage to do what others can’t.”

Just as everyone was filled with doubt, a low grunt escaped from Yang Zhen. Slowly, he managed to rise to his feet.

This move caused more blood to splatter from Yang Zhen’s skin, taking him no time to bleed a small pool under his feet. Yet his expression was frighteningly calm.

Everyone sucked in a breath, their eyes wide with shock and disbelief as they looked at Yang Zhen. Even Young Master Fen, despite the strong killing intent in his heart, couldn’t help but be taken aback.

“This madman. He can still smile under these circumstances?”

Under the immense pressure, Yang Zhen’s body was trembling, appearing as if it could break apart any moment now. But whenever he was on the verge of collapsing, the runes of talent engraved on him lit up, persisting stubbornly.

Amidst everyone’s horrified stares, Yang Zhen, drenched in blood, slowly raised his drooping head. An ambiguous smile played on his lips. His eyes, obscured by fresh blood, narrowed. He stared fixedly at the slow descending five golden Heavenly Might Waterfalls. He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, and as the waterfall descended, he unsteadily raised his right hand to flip the heavens off.

At this sight, everyone’s heart skipped a beat.

“He’s gone mad, Yang Zhen’s gone mad! He’s actually provoking heaven itself!”

“This Yang Zhen, he’s truly audacious, daring to disrespect the heavenly might?”

“Even on the brink of death, he still pulls off such a stunt, he’s absolutely mad!”

Although the crowd witnessed this for the first time, it didn’t stop them from understanding what Yang Zhen was trying to express.

The Hongluan Spiritual Girl and Xiu’er shivered, exchanging glances, both seeing disbelief in each other’s eyes.

Yang Zhen’s move was audaciously beyond belief!

However, for some reason, every person present, including the women, felt an undeniable roaring passion deep within them when they saw Yang Zhen’ s battered self pulling such a move.

Only Yang Zhen dared to defy the heavens among all present!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The enraged heaven sent down waves of ferocious power, concentrating on the five Heavenly Might Waterfalls. It covered the entire highest destiny in an instant.

A daunting force that caused all the practitioners’ Spirit Souls to tremble appeared out of nowhere and Yang Zhen’s body was suppressed onto the ground with a thud.

Everyone gasped, but Yang Zhen grinned weakly, continued to stagger back to his feet, muttering in bits and pieces, “It’s just…just right now!”

Spit!

Yan Zhen spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His golden talent aura suddenly erupted into a terrifying wave of energy. At the same time, the world-destroying Heavenly Might Waterfalls crashed onto Yang Zhen’s body.

The storm raged on, resembling a furious raging river, and the roaring of heaven and earth shook the ground continuously.

Everyone present felt an unyielding will but couldn’t distinguish whether it was the fury of the heavens or Yang Zhen’s stubbornness.

Amidst the terrifying storm, chaos filled the highest destiny, filled with tumultuous noises.

A voice of agony seemingly coming from deep within one’s throat emanated from the highest destiny, startling everyone and turning their faces pale.

Was Yang Zhen still persisting?

How… could this possibly be?

Under such heavenly power, such divine punishment, how was it possible that Yang Zhen was not immediately annihilated?

Not only that, but Yang Zhen’s pained cry actually started to fluctuate in intensity. In the end, it even turned into a weird wailing. Instead of agony, there was an unprecedented sense of relief in his voice.

Hum!

Golden rays of light burst out of the chaos. In mid-air, an unfamiliar voice rang out, resembling the chant of the heavens, reminiscent of clashing golden spearheads and shields.

The next moment, everyone present was dumbfounded, staring fixedly at the highest destiny.

Roar !

An earth-shaking roar was heard, ancient and desolate, like that of a beast from primordial times. The golden rays of light resolved into rows of symbols that resembled ancient texts, sweeping into the chaotic energy.

Among the chaotic energy, Yang Zhen let out a very comfortable sound, stretched lazily, and muttered, “Dragon Elephant Prison Shaking Body, the first Dragon Elephant finally achieved!”