Chapter 1431: Chapter 1458: It Might Be Because I’m Handso Chapter 1431: Chapter 1458: It Might Be Because I’m Handso “Did… did it just open?”
Seeing a crack form in the giant door, Emperor Aotian almost drooled.
He was so shocked that he couldn’t control his mouth.
Yang Zhen was actually just as confused. He vaguely felt that the will of this place seed to be controlled by soone, but as for how it was controlled, it remained elusive.
The door was just sothing Yang Zhen had tried out on a whim. Phrases like “Open sesa” were just nonsense he blurted out, not so secret code or spell. It was the power of intention.
Seeing that this thod actually worked, Yang Zhen imdiately grinned and winked at Emperor Aotian. He walked up to the door seriously and said, “Sesa…”
“Wait, wait!”
Emperor Aotian hurried over, grabbed Yang Zhen, and like a child wanting to play with soone else’s toy, said to him, “Kid, hold off for a second. Let the old man try, I’ve lived a bold life and have never seen sothing this magical.”
Without waiting for Yang Zhen’s agreent, he pulled Yang Zhen behind him, focused intently on the door, and loudly said, “Open sesa!”
The door: “???”
“Open sesa?”
Emperor Aotian looked baffled. Why did it work for Yang Zhen and not for ?
Just as Yang Zhen was about to speak, Emperor Aotian suddenly gestured with his hand and coldly huffed, “It makes no sense.”
Watching Emperor Aotian and the door face off, Yang Zhen was happy to sit back and watch the spectacle. He was also curious whether Emperor Aotian would succeed.
Wouldn’t that leave Sao Saint with nothing to do?
No way, Sao Saint had to prove this point. Sao Saint was the unique one favored by the heavens.
Emperor Aotian thought for a mont, seemingly having grasped the key. He stood in front of the door, imitating Yang Zhen’s serious deanor, staring fixedly at the door for a long while.
“Open sesa!”
This ti, Emperor Aotian imitated perfectly, both the expression and the tone just like Yang Zhen’s.
But the door remained still.
“It can’t be.”
Emperor Aotian was so angered that he wanted to kick the door. Yang Zhen quickly pulled the irascible old man back, saying, “Co on, what’s the use in yelling at a door?”
The empress of Su Emperor Palace took the chance while they were arguing to co next to the door and quietly said, “Open sesa?”
The door: “…”
Yang Zhen burst out laughing, causing Emperor Aotian to feel like hitting soone, while the empress punched Yang Zhen softly.
“Stop laughing!”
Yang Zhen imdiately stifled it.
Emperor Aotian and the empress exchanged a glance and asked in unison, “Why does it work for you?”
Yang Zhen looked serious and pondered for a long while before saying, “Maybe it’s because I’m handsor?”
Seeing them about to erupt in annoyance, Yang Zhen quickly shouted, “Open sesa!”
Boom—!
A dull sound rang out, and the door creaked open, unleashing a powerful gust that staggered the three of them.
Feeling the rushing force, Yang Zhen’s expression drastically changed, and he quickly pulled the empress backward.
Emperor Aotian roared, his fists generating waves of energy as he countered the blasting force.
“Kid, this is death energy, be careful.”
Death energy, overwhelming, seed tangible, like countless sharp swords piercing through restrictions, con fronting the three of them.
Yang Zhen was truly startled; he had never felt such terrifying death energy before, akin to the legendary destroyed Mount Huaguo, devoid of any life, exuding despair everywhere.
Even for soone of Yang Zhen’s caliber, it was nearly unbearable.
One could imagine how others would face such death energy – they’d probably turn into walking dead on the spot.
Sure enough, behind the door lay skeletons everywhere, so already decayed, turned into fine dust under the terrible death energy.
Endless piles of bones — Yang Zhen even spotted a few glowing holy bones among them.
That’s the mark of Bodily Ascension to Saint!
If Yang Zhen had died, his bones would glow like this too.
My goodness!
Yang Zhen gasped.
What kind of terrifying existence was Bodily Ascension to Saint?
At the very least, until now, Yang Zhen hadn’t found soone who could withstand even one of his punches.
Such an entity, to actually die here?
One, two, three, four… Yang Zhen roughly counted, and there were more than ten skeletons of those who had completed Bodily Ascension to Saint.
Bodily Ascension to Saint isn’t worth much anymore.
Yang Zhen curled his lip, suddenly feeling that his own bones weren’t so impressive anymore.
What kind of beings are buried here, to contain so many terrifying people?
And these people, too, why would they co to such a strange place? Now look, all dead inside without even a burial, what were they after?
The Su Emperor Palace’s Empress exclaid with a terrified look on her face.
Being a woman, seeing such a sight was unbearable for her.
“Kid, there are Emperor’s bones in here!”
Emperor Aotian said with a frown.
Yang Zhen nodded, he had already sensed that distinct aura belonging to the Emperor.
Under gods and demons, there was no division among Emperors, showing that these ruins of gods and demons were indeed not overrated.
“Should we go in?” asked the Su Emperor Palace’s Empress hesitantly.
Emperor Aotian pondered, even the Emperor had died at the entrance, should they still go in?
That was a question.
What if they entered and died inexplicably inside?
Just as he was thinking, Yang Zhen stepped forward and walked in.
“Wait… Kid, are you seeking death?” Emperor Aotian’s face showed shock, and he looked incredulously at Yang Zhen.
The Su Emperor Palace’s Empress gritted her teeth and followed inside.
Seeing that even the little girl from the Su Emperor Palace had entered, Emperor Aotian snorted and strode in with his head held high.
“This isn’t the ti for the gate to open, so we still have a chance!” Yang Zhen’s voice ca, easing Emperor Aotian’s mind.
Just then, a wailing voice ca, mournful and sobbing, like the legendary female ghost, like a death-seeking demon, echoing in the gate.
The Su Emperor Palace’s Empress shuddered all over, sticking closely behind Yang Zhen.
Emperor Aotian also shuddered, seeing the actions of Yang Zhen and the Su Emperor Palace’s Empress, he snorted as if he had taken ten thousand points of damage, his expression sowhat gloomy.
Yang Zhen patted the Su Emperor Palace Empress’s hand backwards, striking a heavy blow at Emperor Aotian, the old bachelor.
“What the hell is that?”
Emperor Aotian, as if infuriated, couldn’t stand the cry of the ghost woman, and imdiately broke away from Yang Zhen and the Su Emperor Palace’s Empress, rushing forward.
“Hey…”
Yang Zhen raised his hand, unable to stop Emperor Aotian.
Emperor Aotian had rushed out about ten ters, like a robot that lost power, clattering among the scattered bones on the ground.
“Holy crap, stop, stop right now!”
Yang Zhen urgently stopped the Su Emperor Palace’s Empress, his face full of shock.
What was it that could make an Emperor fall so cluelessly to the ground?
“Kid… don’t co near, sothing strange is here!” ca the frustrated voice of Emperor Aotian.
Yang Zhen nodded and said, “Got it!”
Emperor Aotian: “???”
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