Chapter 1188: Chapter 1214: That’s More Like It! (Third Update) Chapter 1188: Chapter 1214: That’s More Like It! (Third Update) “`
Boom!
After Yang Zhen crashed into the calamitous lightning punishnt, the whole world seed to explode into existence, with countless thunderbolts converging on him from all directions.
Roar after roar deafened the ears; the terrifying sound waves penetrated the universe, and everyone could hear it—the heavens and earth were furious.
The heavens and the earth… had finally beco enraged!
At this mont, Zhou Tong had not yet recovered from Yang Zhen’s words, unsure why Yang Zhen had beco so… strange, as if he had beco a different person. The Yang Zhen who believed that a tall man must stand firm when the sky falls seed to have vanished.
And what about the matter of dissolving the ntor-student relationship? To dissolve it just like that?
“This damned brat, when he falls down in disarray, won’t it still be up to to protect him?” After saying this, Zhou Tong’s face showed distress as he muttered to himself, “Damn it all, I just called the water monkey a beast, who wouldn’t say that? Now they’re blaming , life is so hard for .”
Seeing Yang Zhen engulfed by the infinite thunders of the calamitous lightning punishnt, Zhou Tong’s expression wildly changed, and he hastily leaped into the air, but he was pulled back by the Green Lotus Sect Master.
“Let go!”
Zhou Tong turned and glared at the Green Lotus Sect Master. His strength had already surpassed that of the Sect Master, and if he did not let go, Zhou Tong would kick him back.
A flash of indignation crossed the face of the Green Lotus Sect Master as he stared at Zhou Tong, “What will you do by going up now, can you rescue Yang Zhen from the calamitous lightning punishnt?”
There was no rescue, at this ti, no one present could save Yang Zhen from the calamitous lightning punishnt, unless Yang Zhen could erge on his own, but… that was even less likely!
“If I can’t, should I not go?” Zhou Tong shook off the Green Lotus Sect Master, saying angrily, “Do you want to just watch helplessly as the boy Yang Zhen dies here?”
Dao Mo snorted coldly, “He sought his own death, who could save him?”
Zhou Tong was stunned, almost rolling up his sleeves and fighting Dao Mo.
Yan Zixu and others showed expressions of shock on their faces, their gaze fixed on the ferocious Thunder Sea in the sky as if they hadn’t heard the discussions around them.
Although Yan Zixu had so reservations about Yang Zhen, he didn’t really regard him highly. In terms of talent, Yan Zixu was confident he was not inferior to any peer, and if Yang Zhen was more powerful, it was just that Yang Zhen had better luck.
But witnessing this scene, Yan Zixu finally understood that being lucky was also part of one’s strength.
If not for Yang Zhen’s madness, where would the good luck co from?
Glancing over at Shi Feifei from afar, and seeing the complex expression on her face, Yan Zixu sighed and acknowledged Yang Zhen completely.
Zhou Yan and others looked at each other and approached Yan Zixu to ask, “What are the chances of Yang Zhen surviving?”
Yan Zixu glanced at Zhou Yan, frowning. Hadn’t these people heard the discussions of the seniors?
Yang Zhen… having entered the calamitous lightning punishnt, had nearly zero chance of surviving.
The calamitous lightning punishnt was far too terrifying. This level of force of heaven and earth was almost equivalent to the Great Calamity of 30,000 years ago.
In a sense, the Great Calamity of those years could be considered a calamitous lightning punishnt, except that it was targeted at human beings.
Thinking of this, everyone’s faces grew even more horrified.
Who could have imagined that within the Grand Desolation Emperor Road, they would again witness a calamitous lightning punishnt? While this disaster might not be calamitous for humans, who knew whether the heavens and earth would once again unleash a calamitous lightning punishnt targeted at humans?
In tis of universal insecurity, the endless Thunder Sea in the sky suddenly burst open with a bang.
Waves of world-destroying terrifying force surged in all directions, as if the world itself had been shattered by this power. Countless Void Powers rampaged through the chaos, a pitch-black void inducing palpitations in the hearts of onlookers.
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The terrifying sound roared thunderously, deafening many. Practitioners with lower cultivation desperately covered their ears—still, they turned pale and so couldn’t bear such a terrifying power impact, spewing out blood.
Countless thunders struck down towards the ground, and everyone’s complexion changed again.
Genocide Heaven’s Punishnt, after all, had begun to target the water monkey race once again.
Had Yang Zhen failed?
Countless eyes stared fixedly at the sky, where not a trace of Yang Zhen could be found, as if completely obliterated in that recent explosion.
Just as everyone was in doubt, Yang Zhen’s lazy voice ca through: “I say, did you think this Sao Saint had died?”
Hearing this voice, nurous black-clad defy-heaven individuals cheered together, their expressions once again excited.
No matter what Yang Zhen’s original intention was, the fact that he was now alone with a sword against the entire Genocide Heaven’s Punishnt was undeniable.
How could such a world-shaking act, such defiance against heaven and earth, not excite those who were barely clinging to life?
Amidst the countless cheers, Yang Zhen’s figure walked out from the dense dark clouds.
One, two, a hundred, a thousand…
Innurable Yang Zhens stepped out, appearing as casual as a stroll in the courtyard, yet their speed was as fast as lightning, blocking all thunders between heaven and earth in the blink of an eye.
Under countless thunders, innurable Yang Zhens looked up, their Great Missing Swords in hand suddenly burst out with clumps of black energy, roaring heavenward: “This Sao Saint said, this pretense, I not only want to put it on, but also want to put it on beautifully, to the point of perfection, break for this Sao Saint!”
Great Desolation Sacrifice!
Hum——!
Countless energy waves crazily surged from all directions of heaven and earth, rushing wildly into the countless Yang Zhens’ bodies.
In almost the blink of an eye, Yang Zhen’s aura had risen.
As streaks of Heaven’s Punishnt descended from the heavens and obliterated upon Yang Zhen, all the figures of Yang Zhen also vanished.
In the end, Yang Zhen looked down and said to the water monkeys spread across the hills and plains: “So that’s how it is, it’s the cycle of karma. I do not know how many years you have been guarding here, but now…I will not stand by and watch you vanish. Whoever’s luck it may be, we can’t let this thieving heaven pull us by the nose, after all. If you can understand , then all of you bloody stand up and learn from !”
The last three words, Yang Zhen almost roared out, his aura fluctuating as drops of fresh blood fell from mid-air, turning into a rain of blood, enveloping the entire blood monkey population.
Plop!
A drop of blood fell onto a water monkey, which was prostrated on the ground. The monkey trembled and lifted its head in a daze, just in ti to see Yang Zhen give the heavens the middle finger.
One, two, countless… A dense mass of middle fingers rose from the ground. At that mont, all the hair on Yang Zhen stood on end.
That’s freaking more like it!
Yang Zhen laughed heartily, looking up at the re-condensing Genocide Thunder in the heavens, and with a boom, he charged upward.
“What is this crap, break for this Sao Saint!”
Hum——!
Visible red threads rose from the countless water monkeys, connecting to Yang Zhen in the blink of an eye.
The Sword Demon and Dao Mo both stood up with a blast, staring dumbfounded at the eerie scene before them, and shouted in unison: “Power of Faith!”
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