Chapter 1485: Chapter 1512: Refreshing Chapter 1485: Chapter 1512: Refreshing Too arrogant, outrageously arrogant!

Who gave you the confidence to plunge right into the myriad thunder tribulations?

You must know that when that person faced tribulation years ago, he was extremely cautious, fearing to provoke the wrath of heaven.

Even so, he faced three hundred and sixty heavenly tribulations; had he not died on the spot, who knows how many more he would have endured.

Yang Zhen, however, disregarded all caution to the wind, reached the peak of recklessness, not only did he receive so many divine punishments barehanded, he even plunged into the myriad thunder tribulations; this is nothing short of courting death.

Everyone’s face was filled with horror as they watched Yang Zhen dive into the myriad thunder tribulations, with many of the faint-hearted already lying on the ground, performing kneeling rituals to heaven and earth.

Though such actions were utterly useless, if the wrath of heaven truly erupted, let alone kneeling, even throwing oneself to the ground, would not prevent the strikes.

Divine punishment knows not whether you respect heaven; it strikes indiscriminately, and even ants would perish.

As expected, as soon as Yang Zhen plunged into the myriad thunder tribulations, the entire heavens and earth changed color, the terrifying and violent waves making everyone’s hair feel as if it were floating.

This is the aura of the heavenly wrath, sending chills down one’s spine.

The majesty of the heavens and earth brooks no resistance.

Except for… this damned Yang Zhen.

Roar–!

With a roar of heavenly wrath, all violent auras surged wildly from all directions towards Yang Zhen. The fierceness of it was deafening, carrying a boundless aura of destruction.

“This… This is beyond the force that humans can resist!”

The middle-aged emperor’s face changed drastically, staring fixedly at the air, his hands unconsciously clenched.

Hearing this, the elder chuckled bitterly and said: “It’s not just the force that humans can resist. When the wrath of heaven arises, even the heavens and earth cannot bear it. This is the aura of destruction, the wrath of heaven, set to annihilate all beings. Under such catastrophe, not a single life will be spared.”

With a thunderous roar that shook the heavens, the sky was devoid of any life force; one couldn’t feel any signs of Yang Zhen’s vitality.

Even the mischievous cat came up beside Han Yan’er and asked, “Little Daoist idiot, can you sense Yang Zhen’s aura?”

Han Yan’er furrowed her brows tightly, even shutting her eyes, and shook her head, saying, “I can’t. Now the vital energy of heaven and earth has monopolized all of Yang Zhen’s vitality, I can’t sense his presence at all.”

Hua Youyue and the others trembled, a worried expression covering their faces.

The mischievous cat paced back and forth anxiously, muttering, “Damn it, this idiot boy has played too far. If a world-ending divine punishment descends now, could these emperors withstand it?”

The Tri-Floral Sanctuary is going to be destroyed. Once Yang Zhen shows even the slightest sign of failing, not only is he done for, but the Tri-Floral Sanctuary will also be erased from existence.

Of course, this includes all the practitioners of the Tri-Floral Sanctuary, whether they are lying on the ground or staring excitedly; none will be spared.

In the nearby half-space, two emperors of the Witch Scale Clan looked at each other, the middle-aged emperor hesitatingly said, “We… can no longer take action, should we still stay here?”

Indeed, no longer able to take action.

Who would be joking at this time? Under such circumstances, who would dare rush up and follow Yang Zhen in death?

Let alone capturing Yang Zhen, if truly rushing up does not get oneself struck dead by a bolt of heaven, that would be extremely fortunate, a unique genius unmatched from ancient times to the present.

The elder pondered for a moment, then shook his head, saying, “There’s no need to capture Yang Zhen, he is bound to die; now we just wait for Yang Zhen to die to see if we can capture a trace of his Spirit Soul for research.”

“Is that really alright? If the people of the Tri-Floral Sanctuary want to keep Yang Zhen’s Spirit Soul, seeking reincarnation or resurrection, wouldn’t they fight to the bitter end?”

“Fight to the bitter end?”

The elder sneered lightly, looking at Hua Youyue and others, coldly laughed, and said, “Do you think, based on their abilities, they are a match for us to fight to the bitter end?”

Hearing this, the middle-aged emperor laughed loudly, clapping his hands and saying, “Today I shall join you in madness, snatching Yang Zhen’s Spirit Soul from the hands of the Tri-Floral Sanctuary is nothing, but from the wrath of heaven itself, that would indeed shake the heavens and earth; our Witch Scale Clan, ought to reveal ourselves to the world.”

The elder also had an excited look on his face, like he hadn’t done such crazy things in a long time, his gaze fixed on the sky where Yang Zhen’s figure couldn’t be seen, his face nevertheless radiated with brilliance.

Once the Witch Scale Clan emerges after so many years of hiding, it will surely cause shockwaves across the entire Great Desolation.

The Tri-Floral Sanctuary has incurred the wrath of the heavens, causing an explosion between heaven and earth, and the great calamity of the world must inevitably be postponed.

This provides a rare opportunity for the Witch Scale Clan to embark on a wave of explosive and frantic development.

Even more frantic than the development of the Tri-Floral Sanctuary!

It is a rare opportunity that cannot be replicated.

Because not every era will have someone as crazy as Yang Zhen.

Both individuals harbored their own thoughts, their gazes suddenly intensifying as they looked towards the sky.

In mid-air, the endless divine punishment seemed to become transparent, revealing the figure of a person illuminated by lightning.

Who could it be if not Yang Zhen?

At this moment, Yang Zhen appeared like a war god bathed in thunder, and if it weren’t for his small stature, the descendants of gods and demons would almost kneel down to him.

Terrifying waves of energy gathered around Yang Zhen, and like ferocious dragons, bolts of lightning surged towards him, hitting him in a blink.

And they did not disappear!

They did not disappear!

Like chains of heaven and earth falling from the sky, they connected to Yang Zhen.

No, they were sealing Yang Zhen.

What kind of way to transcend calamity was this?

Everyone present was shocked, including the three individuals like the Golden Eagle Emperor, and the two emperors of the Witch Scale Clan.

Yang Zhen showed a pained expression on his face, causing everyone’s hearts to pound.

Nonsense, how could he not be in pain at this time?

In just a few breaths, six terrifying chains of lightning had connected to Yang Zhen from the sky, sealing him like an ancient demon god, locking him in mid-air.

Hua Youyue exclaimed, her expression horrified as she looked at mid-air, turning around to ask, “Scumbag Cat, what is going on?”

The Scumbag Cat was also confused; it had never seen such a bizarre phenomenon before. For a moment, it opened its mouth but couldn’t speak.

At this moment, Cheeky Chicken suddenly let out a long crow, fluttering its wings as if about to rush up, but Scumbag Cat grabbed it.

“What are you doing?”

Scumbag Cat glared at Cheeky Chicken and asked.

“Rescue!”

Cheeky Chicken struggled desperately!

Usually, the two often fought together, and Scumbag Cat was never the better opponent.

Today, Scumbag Cat didn’t know where it got the strength from, and Cheeky Chicken almost revealed its true form, yet it still could not break free.

Scumbag Cat slapped Cheeky Chicken, shaking its head and saying, “Although I don’t know what is happening either, I can feel that Yang Xiaozi is doing this intentionally, maybe he is… absorbing the energy of heaven and earth?”

“Bullshit!”

Cheeky Chicken glared at Scumbag Cat, speaking unusually clearly for once.

But despite the glare, upon hearing Scumbag Cat’s words, Cheeky Chicken stopped struggling, settled down on the ground grooming its feathers, yet its eyes were still fixed on Yang Zhen, clearly still very worried.

Just as everyone was uncertain, Yang Zhen in mid-air suddenly opened his eyes, seeming to struggle a bit, but unable to break free.

Everyone was surprised, thinking Yang Zhen was trapped, when they suddenly heard Yang Zhen burst into loud laughter, yelling towards the sky.

“Awesome!”