Chapter 1073: Chapter 1099: Could It Be Because You’re Despicable? (Second Update) Chapter 1073: Chapter 1099: Could It Be Because You’re Despicable? (Second Update) If just now Yang Zhen had pinned down the Shaking Light Saint on the ground and frantically rubbed him with a sword for a while, leaving everyone astonished,
then their current situation, seeing Yang Zhen attempting to fight two Great Saints alone, made everyone think he was planning to give up.

Yes, he was giving up!

No one believed that Yang Zhen could escape from the hands of two Great Saints, even Mei Wuhua had prepared to rescue him.

In fact, Mei Wuhua didn’t want to save Yang Zhen at all; under such circumstances, even if Mei Wuhua intervened, Yang Zhen was almost certainly doomed.

But this was Hua Youyue’s command; even if it cost him his life, he had to save Yang Zhen, because Mei Wuhua could tell from Hua Youyue’s gaze that if Yang Zhen perished, Hua Youyue wouldn’t live alone either.

What a mess!

Mei Wuhua looked around and did not see the shadow of Nine Dragons.

Nine Dragons, ever elusive, now no one knew where he was watching the situation from.

Otherwise, even with the power of three heads and six arms, Mei Wuhua wouldn’t dare to bring Hua Youyue to Qianyuan Mountain alone.

Just as Yang Zhen took a deep breath, the wildly raging energy in the sky boiled over like rivers flowing into the sea and surged into Yang Zhen’s body. Mei Wuhua sighed and said, “A very impressive Cultivation Method, it’s just a pity that if it were a Great Saint using it, there might be hope. Yang Zhen… the power in your body is just too chaotic.”

Hearing Mei Wuhua’s words, Hua Youyue nodded and looked towards the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower suspended in mid-air.

Within the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower lay the Nine Realms, where each layer of heaven and earth held a different life force, much like the complicated powers within Yang Zhen’s body.

If he could refine the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower, Yang Zhen might break through the Half-step Great Saint and even have the opportunity to sort out the various powers within his body.

But under these circumstances, would the Shaking Light Holy Land give Yang Zhen the chance to refine the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower?

Forget the Shaking Light Holy Land; even the Third Mountain Sacred Land, which had not taken a stance until now, wouldn’t give Yang Zhen this opportunity!

In fact, both Mei Wuhua and Hua Youyue were wrong.

At Third Mountain Sacred Land, the Pure Spring Saintess had not yet reacted and was staring blankly at Yang Zhen, who seemed poised to fight to the death.

Next to Pure Spring Saintess, her mentor widened her eyes, and after a long while, she let out a wry smile and said, “Who would have thought, this Yang Pipi was actually Yang Zhen. This youngster had fooled me for so long, quite the actor indeed.”

Pure Spring Saintess seemed to remember something, glanced at her mentor with a slight blush on her face, covertly sized up Yang Zhen, and let out a long sigh of relief.

But even Pure Spring Saintess didn’t notice that, as she sighed in relief, there was also a hint of regret in her eyes.

What difference did it make if Yang Pipi was Yang Zhen? Whether it was Yang Zhen or Yang Pipi, under these circumstances, there was no chance at life.

Only after truly breaking through to the Saint Realm did one realize how terrifying a place the Great Saint Realm was.

At this moment, seeing Yang Zhen’s aura actually breaking through the Half-step Great Saint, the man in the red robe burst into laughter and said to Elder Gui, “Elder Gui, hold off on your move. Let this old man play with this lad and see how many more tricks he’s got!”

Elder Gui chuckled without a care and nodded, saying, “Since Elder Jian is willing to make a move, then I shall assist you from the side!”

Elder Jian laughed heartily, and with a casual wave of his hand, a branch emerged from somewhere within Qianyuan Ridge and landed in Elder Jian’s hand.

“Boy, do you know why I am called Elder Jian?”

Elder Jian leisurely plucked the leaves from the branch, looking at Yang Zhen from a distance and asked.

Yang Zhen pondered seriously for a while and asked with a grave face, “Could it be because you are cheap?”

Pfft!

Countless people burst into laughter; who would have thought that Yang Zhen, even at this time, could be such a smart mouth? Truly a toad not afraid of boiling water at the last moment.

Elder Jian was taken aback, but instead of getting angry, he burst into laughter. Pointing with the branch in his hand, he said meaningfully, “Kid, you’re pretty good. If you were to join Shaking Light Holy Land, we might even become friends.”

Yang Zhen leapt up, swift as lightning, charging towards Elder Jian. He snorted coldly and said, “Only a turtle’s grandson would be friends with you. Take this Sao Saint’s Finger of Destruction!”

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Finger of Destruction, this was Yang Zhen’s trump card, rarely used.

On one hand, the power of the Finger of Destruction was too great, on the other hand, the drain on Yang Zhen was too severe.

Up to now, Yang Zhen could only barely use the first three fingers, and then he could no longer perform it.

Crack!

A crisp sound came, causing everyone’s hearts to quake with shock.

This faint sound, like the rupturing of heaven and earth, that crispness giving a sense of annihilation, was almost enough to cause collapse.

The Finger of Destruction pressed against a person would definitely not make this sound.

Yang Zhen stared blankly at the wound on his shoulder where flesh had been torn open, falling rapidly from midair.

The fiery pain surged through him, leaving Yang Zhen utterly dumbfounded.

Is this what a real Great Saint is?

Just now, Elder Jian had not used any True Essence force, but with only a sliver of divine consciousness, he wielded a soft vine to strike down on Yang Zhen’s shoulder.

If it were not for Yang Zhen’s cultivation of the Dragon Elephant Prison Shaking Body, this strike would have severed his shoulder.

Damn, this is trouble!

In the crowd, the cheeky cat yelled in alarm, watching Yang Zhen fall from the sky and muttering, “Damn, this is trouble, completely not on the same power level, how the hell are we supposed to fight this?”

Han Yan’er looked anxious and asked, “Isn’t there any way at all?”

The cheeky cat cast his gaze towards the horizon and said in a deep voice, “Unless…”
He’d barely gotten the words out when a series of exclamations erupted from all directions, clearly startling everyone.

The cheeky cat and Han Yan’er quickly turned their gaze toward Yang Zhen, their expressions turning to shock.

Elder Jian’s figure moved wildly, and amidst a series of afterimages, a sky full of sword intent charged towards Yang Zhen, who was falling.

Having used the Sacrifice to the Desolate Heavens, Yang Zhen had reached the realm of a Half-step Great Saint. Even so, he was no match for the might of a Great Saint.

Just as Elder Jian was about to strike Yang Zhen with the second sword, everyone couldn’t help but cry out in alarm.

The problem was that Yang Zhen seemed stupefied, staring blankly at the vine coming straight for him, his face filled with a confused expression.

Shaking Light Saint twisted his legs restlessly, sneering at the scene, saying, “Clearly, Yang Zhen has had it too easy all along, never facing any setbacks. When adversity comes, the overly rigid will break, and he simply can’t withstand this level of shock.”

Diao Wutian was startled, then burst out laughing, his face full of satisfaction as he praised, “It’s heartening that you understand this. In this regard, you and Yang Zhen are the same; neither of you has experienced setbacks. I feared you wouldn’t be able to handle this blow, but it seems I worried for nothing.”

A light and carefree smile appeared on Shaking Light Saint’s face as he said, “Don’t worry, Master, how could Shaking Light be like that ignorant kid? Victory and defeat are common in life; Shaking Light is not someone who can’t handle losing. The one who can’t handle losing is he… Yang Zhen!”

The cheeky cat, frightened by the crowd’s exclamations, nearly peed himself. Seeing Yang Zhen zoned out, he suddenly started hopping and cursing, “This bastard, at this moment, has he fallen into an epiphany?”

“What?”

Everyone around was completely dumbstruck.

Was Yang Zhen having an epiphany?

Having an epiphany at this moment?

Could it be that he wasn’t scared senseless and had given up resisting?

But… what’s the use of an epiphany now?

Not only was it useless, he was about to die!

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