Chapter 1035: Chapter 1062: Trouble! Big Trouble is Brewing! (Part 1) Chapter 1035: Chapter 1062: Trouble! Big Trouble is Brewing! (Part 1) Grab it!

Upon hearing the young lady needed the Reincarnation Clock, Yang Zhen made his decision on the spot.

It was just the Reincarnation Clock and Saint Realm powerhouses, right? If he could fight with Saint Realm powerhouses in the Path Cutting Saint Light, why couldn’t he compete with them for the Reincarnation Clock?

Just as Yang Zhen was about to leap upwards, Hua Youyue bit her lip and pulled him back, saying, “I’m with you on this.”

The wretched cat’s eyes bugged out in disbelief, addressing both of them, “Hold on, are regular people supposed to snatch stuff like this? Kid, don’t say I didn’t warn you, whenever a Heaven and Earth Treasure like the Reincarnation Clock appears, it’s not over unless there’s been a fight over it for ten days and a half. Now that the Reincarnation Clock has surfaced, aside from that old fart Yuan Tianyu, there’s bound to be other Saint Realm powerhouses showing up. Do you really plan to snatch it from them?”

Yang Zhen nodded and said, “Damn it, I don’t know how many Saint Realm powerhouses will come, I only know the young lady needs this Reincarnation Clock, and that’s the end of it; why bother with anything else?”

Seeing the wretched cat about to speak again, Yang Zhen waved his hand, “Don’t worry, I’m not going to throw my life away. I’m just going to see if there’s a chance.”

Hua Youyue let out a sigh of relief and then spoke, “That’s what I wanted to tell you too, don’t force anything if it’s not attainable. If… if anything happens to you, then… then I’ll join you in the cycle of reincarnation.”

After hearing this, Yang Zhen was moved to tears and flashed a big grin, saying, “Why speak such ominous words? If you want the ‘Sao Saint’ to enter the cycle of reincarnation, it would take a legendary immortal showing up… pah, even if an immortal did show up, I’d tear up their Book of Life and Death!”

Having said that, with a hearty laugh, Yang Zhen vanished on the spot, squeezing into the crowd.

The Reincarnation Clock was an ownerless object. When it came to snatching this kind of thing, nobody felt any sense of wrongdoing. It was just that in the act of killing, one accrued more bad karma. Yang Zhen didn’t want to accumulate bad karma; he just wanted to snatch things.

After plunging into the crowd, Yang Zhen realized just how difficult it was to snatch such an item. The crowd was a sea of people, all eyes ablaze with greed, everyone wishing they had an extra pair of legs or could simply leap straight into the sky and carry the Reincarnation Clock home.

The Reincarnation Clock hung mid-air, its massive form blocking out the sun. Every Heaven and Earth Treasure like it possessed its own Dharma Aspects.

Yang Zhen was not unfamiliar with the concept of Dharma Aspects; back on White Cloud Mountain, he had once heard Lu Chenghui and others mention it in passing. The truly powerful Heaven and Earth Treasures were not the nine-star Spirit Treasures.

Thinking back, he truly was oblivious back then; nine-star Spirit Treasures could hardly be considered Heaven and Earth Treasures and were nothing to brag about once you stepped out the front door.

The real powerful Heaven and Earth Treasures were those like the Reincarnation Clock, ones with their own Dharma Aspects.

Saint Realm powerhouses could cleave through heavens and earth with a single strike, and natural such a strike couldn’t be from the Spirit Treasures or Holy Weapons that ordinary practitioners wielded. Instead, through these weapons, they released phenomena similar to Dharma Aspects.

Yang Zhen could produce an enormous Great Missing Sword through the Path Cutting Saint Light. That was what a true powerhouse’s combat looked like.

And a Heaven and Earth Treasure like the Reincarnation Clock could naturally unleash such terrifying Dharma Aspects that none could withstand the force between heaven and earth.

To obtain the Reincarnation Clock, breaking its Dharma Aspect was the most basic prerequisite.

Without breaking the Dharma Aspect, what chance did one have to snatch the Reincarnation Clock?

However, that wasn’t a reason for people to be deterred from trying to snatch the Reincarnation Clock. Ordinary practitioners couldn’t break the Dharma Aspect, but couldn’t Saint Realm powerhouses do it?

Who knew if, after breaking the Dharma Aspect, the Saint Realm powerhouses fighting for the Reincarnation Clock would leave any opportunity for others?

If fortune fell from the sky, and the Reincarnation Clock dropped on one’s head, wouldn’t that be a stroke of incredible luck?

Yang Zhen, like many other practitioners, harbored the hope of a Reincarnation Clock falling from the sky and charged towards it frantically.

“Son of a bitch, why are you charging so fast? The Dharma Aspect hasn’t broken yet; are you rushing to your death now?”

One practitioner, seeing Yang Zhen’s swift pace as he squeezed past, couldn’t help feeling frustrated and cursed.

Yang Zhen paused, contemplating for a moment, it seemed there was some truth to that.

The Dharma Aspect hadn’t even broken yet, what was he rushing for?

He wasn’t afraid of running into folks like Hei Qiu, but if he encountered a Saint Realm powerhouse like Yuan Tianyu, would they kill him first, or would they break the Dharma Aspect first?

Yang Zhen could guess with his toes what Yuan Tianyu would do, and his speed immediately slowed down.

The burly practitioner cursing up a storm was satisfied to see Yang Zhen slow down and caught up, clapping Yang Zhen on the shoulder as he said, “Brother, you’re doing the right thing listening to me. I’ve been through thousands of treasure hunts. I know exactly when to speed up and when to slow down.”

Yang Zhen gave a wry smile, turned back, and flashed the big man a brilliant smile, thumbs up, “Steady, old bro. So tell me, in this situation, what should we do?”

The big man laughed heartily and patted Yang Zhen’s shoulder with gusto, enjoying himself as he said, “Naturally, it’s… Yang Yang Yang… Iron Bull Zhen?”

God damn it’s not Yang Iron Bull Zhen! Yang Zhen nearly stumbled and fell from mid-air, eyes bulging as he retorted, “It’s Yang Zhen, not Iron Bull Zhen!”

The big man’s face turned green, and he quickly waved his hands, “Yang Zhen, just pretend I farted. With your capability, there’s no need to differentiate between speed! Just charge straight ahead.”

Yang Zhen paused, blinking his eyes and asked, “Just charge straight ahead?”

The big man, who now realized Yang Zhen wasn’t a devil that ate people without blinking, visibly relaxed, nodded hastily, “That’s right! You can even take on those in the Saint Realm, so why wait like us at a moment like this? You should rush to the front, the moment a Saint Realm powerhouse breaks the Dharma Aspects, isn’t that the best opportunity to make your move?”

That seemed to make sense!

At this time, the cheeky cat, who had somehow made its way up by stepping on people’s shoulders, landed on Yang Zhen’s shoulder and said, “Kid, what are you doing here?”

Yang Zhen was taken aback and replied, “Chatting.”

“At a time like this, you still feel like chatting?” The cheeky cat’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

“What’s wrong?”

How come one couldn’t chat at a time like this?

Yang Zhen looked at the cheeky cat with a bemused expression, just to see the cat pointing at something and saying, “Look there!”

“Holy crap!”

Yang Zhen’s eyes widened in shock, exclaiming, “That many?”

In the air, at the front of the crowd, a dense group of Half-step Great Saints, clumped together in masses, gave Yang Zhen quite the scare.

“That’s not right. Where did all these Half-step Great Saints come from?”

“It’s trouble, big trouble is about to unfold!” The cheeky cat looked grave, clicking his tongue in amazement.

Great, seeing the cat’s expression, Yang Zhen relaxed, figuring that even if it were a massive issue, it didn’t involve them.

“What kind of trouble?” Yang Zhen asked curiously.

The cheeky cat cackled wickedly, “Greed knows no bounds. These people are about to shoot themselves in the foot. Just you wait and enjoy the show, kid…”

Yang Zhen slapped the cheeky cat on the head, scolding, “Spit it out, don’t beat around the bush, damn it. It seems safe enough, but I have a feeling something’s off. All these Half-step Great Saints, where did they come from?”

The cheeky cat smirked at Yang Zhen, “Don’t rush in yet; just wait for the show to start, there might be an opportunity!”

“An opportunity for what?” Yang Zhen’s face lit up with excitement.

“An opportunity to snatch treasures, of course. Holy crap, it’s starting, dodge, hurry!”

Seeing the fur on the cheeky cat puff up, Yang Zhen immediately darted to one side.

Among the wave of people, only Yang Zhen, carrying the cheeky cat, was running away–an extremely odd scene to witness.