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Upon hearing this distinct voice, all the practitioners on the scene who were terrified exclaimed in unison, their eyes almost instantly turning towards the source of the sound.

Elder Qian and Lu Qiju trembled all over, looking at Yang Zhen in shock and doubt, their faces filled with astonishment.

He had cursed, Yang Zhen had cursed!

With an attitude of not caring and even a hint of teasing, Yang Zhen had cursed a Divine Transformation Stage practitioner who had effortlessly killed two Mahayana Phase practitioners… he had cursed him out loud.

Just like Yang Zhen!

Everyone was dumbfounded, watching Yang Zhen approach with confidence wielding the Great Missing Sword, flanked by two rascals, the eccentric cat, and the Sao Saint.

Even the Black Death Clan member was taken by surprise, staring blankly at Yang Zhen, seemingly bewildered by his insult.

Everyone, with a dull look on their faces, mechanically turned their necks with each step Yang Zhen took.

Nonchalantly wielding the Great Missing Sword, Yang Zhen didn’t even glance at the Black Death Clan member still holding onto Han Yan’er and Hua Youyue by their necks. He turned to glance at the eccentric cat, slapping it and asking, “Bloody hell, where’s the BGM?”

“What BGM?” The eccentric cat was stunned by Yang Zhen’s slap.

“The ‘Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!\'”

“Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang?” The eccentric cat looked puzzled, then suddenly enlightened, coughed, and seriously intoned, “Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang, face the endless waves with pride, Dang Dang Dang, passion like the sunny light, Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang…”

Everyone was dumbfounded, the corners of their mouths twitching uncontrollably.

Damn, sure enough, it was Yang Zhen, capable of such absurd actions even in such a situation, but… it was so exciting!

The majority of the people’s breaths quickened, their faces alight with excitement as they watched Yang Zhen. Even though this bastard was merely a practitioner who had just successfully crossed the Tribulation, his entrance, his arrogant attitude, not even sparing the Black Death Clan member a glance, his wild and flashy demeanor, all fueled their blood and adrenaline.

Even though the eccentric cat’s singing was truly awful, it still managed to jolt everyone’s spirit, earlier intimidated by the Black Death Clan practitioner, back to reality.

To think that tens of thousands of practitioners were terrified into silence by a Black Death Clan practitioner, everyone was filled with shame. Now they all unleashed their anger on Yang Zhen, erupting with excitement.

Yang Zhen puffed out his chest, arriving in front of the Black Death Clan member, grinning at him, smirking and saying: “Bloody hell, bullying two girls doesn’t make you strong. If you have the guts, fight me, Sao Saint. If I don’t make you piss yourself, I won’t play BGM when I go out in the future!”

Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er, with anxious looks on their faces, almost simultaneously said: “Yang Zhen, run!”

“Hehehehe…”

A series of angry and mocking laughter rang out, the Black Death Clan member threw Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er to the side, looking at Yang Zhen with interest, his eyes flashing brightly.

“Interesting, interesting, another tasty morsel has come along, this deity has to admit his patience has almost run out.”

At this point, the Black Death Clan member narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Yang Zhen. Yang Zhen stumbled and the eccentric cat and Sao Saint also changed color, scurrying over to Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er.

Hum!

A sound like a celestial thunderbolt rang out; everyone nearby was startled.

Even Elder Qian and Lu Qiju’s expressions drastically changed as they exclaimed, “Such a powerful aura, it’s actually locking down the space around us, is this the power of the Divine Transformation Stage?”

Upon hearing Elder Qian’s words, everyone couldn’t help but exclaim.

With the surrounding space locked down, it was clear that the Black Death Clan practitioner had a firm resolution to kill Yang Zhen. And everyone had a strange feeling that a hint of excitement flashed in the eyes of the seemingly playful Black Death Clan practitioner, as though Yang Zhen was not a person to him, but rather a delicious treat.

“What on earth does Yang Zhen want to do, this madman? Doesn’t he know how big the gap is between himself and a Divine Transformation Stage practitioner?”

Lu Qiju’s expression gradually changed, as he glanced at Elder Qian holding the Soul-slashing Blade, his face uneasy.

Elder Qian’s expression was solemn as he nodded at Lu Qiju, who reluctantly responded; it seemed both of them hadn’t given up on taking action against the Black Death Clan practitioner.

“Even though I really want Yang Zhen to kill this black guy, it’s obviously not very likely.”

“So what? Who would have thought that Yang Zhen would go to such lengths for his own woman. Even if he dies today, he can still be considered a hero.”

“What’s the use of being a hero? There’s a Divine Transformation Stage practitioner in front of him, who could kill Yang Zhen with hardly any effort.”

Everyone instinctively retreated, making way for the Divine Transformation Stage practitioner and Yang Zhen.

The Black Death Clan member looked at Yang Zhen with interest and gruffly said, “Kid, do you know how insurmountable the gap between you and me is?”

Yang Zhen shook his head and replied, “Don’t know, and don’t need to know. So what if you’re in the Divine Transformation Stage? Sao Saint here has a question for you!”

“What are you saying?”

Not only the Black Death Clan, even the people around them were looking at Yang Zhen with curiosity, wondering what he would ask at this point.

Yang Zhen grinned, slowly raising the Great Missing Sword, pointing at the Black Death Clan’s strongman, and asked, “Have you ever risked your life for someone else in your lifetime?”

Boom——!

The Great Missing Sword roared, violent waves of energy swept the world, and all the power in Yang Zhen erupted at that moment.

And on Yang Zhen’s face, a never before seen expression of solemnity appeared.

Boom!

Yang Zhen took a single step, the entire land rumbled, he sprang up and charged towards the Black Death Clan.

Have you ever risked your life for someone else in your lifetime!

Hearing Yang Zhen’s resounding words, everyone’s breath stopped, and they stared in horror at Yang Zhen, who was exploding like a madman.

Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er trembled all over, staring in disbelief at Yang Zhen, the Sun and Moon Dual Swords in their hands humming.

Yang Zhen was going to risk his life!

This was probably the first time Yang Zhen had risked his life, what kind of power could he release?

The Black Death Clan was bewildered, seeing Yang Zhen charging, they sneered, “You’re overestimating yourself!”

Boom——!

The Black Death Clan pointed, and a beam of black light that pierced the sky and earth rushed towards Yang Zhen.

Everyone was shocked by the terrifying black light before their eyes.

“It’s this power!”

“Yang Zhen, be careful, this energy is strange!”

This was the breath that had mysteriously felled all practitioners, a peculiar existence that could seal one’s soul and spirit.

“Be careful!” Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er echoed each other, almost simultaneously rushing towards the Black Death Clan’s strongman.

Boom——!

Yang Zhen held the Great Missing Sword, heavily crossing it over his chest, he suddenly felt an overwhelming power transmitted, his body was violently thrown back, only stopping when he crashed into a large mountain behind him.

A fearful force erupted, rocks flying, and the area where Yang Zhen was standing was covered.

“He…did Yang Zhen die?”

Everyone stared blankly at this eerie scene, although they already guessed the outcome, seeing Yang Zhen endangered by one move still left a choked sensation.

“He should be dead, even two powerhouses in the Mahayana Phase died like this, how could a practitioner in the Tribulation Crossing Period survive?”

“It’s a pity, Yang Zhen was truly a rare talent, seems like the heavens are indeed jealous.”

Upon seeing the Black Death Clan man sneering and reaching out towards Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er, everyone cried out, but they were helpless.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch…”

Boom——!

Dirt and rocks flew, a figure shot into the sky, laughing loudly, with the Great Missing Sword in his hand emitting black light.

“Exciting!”

Yang Zhen roared, in front of everyone’s horrified eyes, he moved his shoulders and said, “Damn it, if you’re going to hit, at least let this Sao Saint show his face, won’t you?”

“Damn, he’s not dead?”

“Is this Yang Zhen…Is this Yang Zhen a monster?”

“He’s unscathed under such power, is Yang Zhen’s body made of beast?”