Chapter 1486: Chapter 1513: Lost Legs Chapter 1486: Chapter 1513: Lost Legs Enjoyable?

Even now, still enjoyable?

Upon hearing this exhalation of pleasure, almost everyone nearly stumbled and fell to the ground.

However, Yang Zhen could no longer see everyone’s expressions. He was not only feeling great, but it was also an unprecedented sense of bliss.

The terrifying chains of lightning seemed to truly connect heaven and earth, and as excruciating pain tore through him, Yang Zhen’s body was nearly collapsing, yet he also felt an extreme sense of comfort.

It was as if he had become one with heaven and earth, able to look down upon the entire Great Desolation from above the skies.

Yang Zhen could feel a familiar presence in the Westernmost Land, as if someone was practicing the Sky Dipper Sword.

He could feel that in the East Sea, many people were rowing boats in search of the legendary Pirate King’s treasure, he could feel that in the Southern Region there was a place bursting with the terrifying aura of a demonic god, like a geyser, with countless people surrounding it, yet not daring to step closer, he could even feel the unbearable cold of the Northernmost Land, a force of nature too daunting to withstand.

This was a feeling he had never experienced before.

In this moment, despite the excruciating pain, so intense that he felt close to death, Yang Zhen felt as if he had become one with the universe, aware of everything around him.

Such a feeling was entirely beyond human reach, and Yang Zhen could not afford to waste even the slightest bit of this sensation.

The body didn’t matter; if it was destroyed, so be it. As long as his Spirit Soul remained, to gain insight in this godlike perspective would make him the first of all time, something no one has ever achieved before.

Thinking this, Yang Zhen dared not delay. He thus sat cross-legged mid-air, entering into a state of enlightenment.

With the flash of lightning, amidst the roaring tempest of terrifying airflows, chains of lightning like wild dragons latched onto Yang Zhen, and endless thunderbolts, with a booming sound, descended from the skies through countless chains, striking Yang Zhen’s body.

With every strike, Yang Zhen’s body suffered a catastrophic blow, his blood raining down wildly in mid-air, like a gruesome shower that sent chills down one’s spine.

Numerous spectators watched intently as Yang Zhen was trapped by chains of lightning in mid-air, especially the people from the Tri-Floral Sanctuary. Many, anxious, were about to rush up to pull Yang Zhen down.

But in the next moment, everyone’s faces suddenly showed a bizarre expression. As they looked at each other, all felt as if they had gone mad.

Indeed, they had gone mad, for they were hallucinating.

Under these circumstances, Yang Zhen wasn’t thinking of saving himself, but instead sat cross-legged and… and entered enlightenment?

Goodness, I must be insane to have such an absurd illusion.

Not just the people from the Tri-Floral Sanctuary, but other Practitioners, who had come from afar, were also dumbfounded.

The two emperors from the Witch Scale Clan were equally baffled. They looked at each other, and the middle-aged emperor hesitantly asked, “Did I… see that wrong?”

The elder nodded his head, then shook it, saying, “You… don’t seem to be mistaken.”

“Enlightenment?”

The two of them suddenly raised their voices, asking in unison. Upon hearing each other’s words, their bodies shook simultaneously.

“Ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous. This enlightenment by lightning, it’s my first time seeing such a thing.”

“This… is simply… unbelievably hard to believe. What is Yang Zhen thinking? At a time like this, even if it meant giving up the opportunity for enlightenment, he shouldn’t continue like this. He’s already endured more than twenty apocalyptic divine punishments, how much more can he take?”

The elder pondered upon hearing this and did not speak. After a moment, he suddenly burst into laughter and said, “An amazing opportunity, indeed, an amazing opportunity…”

Watching the elder jumping and gesturing excitedly, the middle-aged emperor was stunned.

Could it be that even this old coot had gone crazy?

Does the Tri-Floral Sanctuary poison people, or is it Yang Zhen?

Unaware of what the middle-aged man was thinking, the elder pulled on him and said, “At this time, survival is indeed the most important thing, but that’s for Yang Zhen and the Tri-Floral Sanctuary. We don’t hope for Yang Zhen to live; we just need his Spirit Soul to survive. Think about it, if he gains insight in this dire situation, what would capturing his Spirit Soul mean for us?”

“That would mean… what…”

The middle-aged emperor murmured to himself, then suddenly a sharp gleam burst from his eyes as he stared at Yang Zhen, saying, “It means that his enlightenment will be entirely at our disposal!”

The two of them laughed heartily together, their faces filled with a desire for Yang Zhen to die quickly.

Yang Zhen shuddered, and both of them gasped.

Yang Zhen trembled, and the pair exclaimed in surprise, evidently more concerned about Yang Zhen’s current state than the people of the Tri-Floral Sanctuary.

As for Yang Zhen himself, he had already forgotten how many times he had been struck by lightning!

At any rate, his body was now numb from pain, with no feeling left anywhere save for his mind, which still functioned. All the other parts felt as if they had been wasted away, completely devoid of sensation, let alone pain.

What puzzled Yang Zhen was that his mental state was surprisingly good, better than it had ever been before.

With a single thought, Yang Zhen could envelop the entire Tri-Floral Sanctuary, as if with a mere gesture he could refine the entire place into a Void Realm.

Such a feat was unimaginable in the past.

This–this is the true manifestation of one’s word as law.

What counts merely wielding the power of heaven and earth?

That would only make one a creature among many in the world, still bound by the constraints of heaven and earth.

Simply using the energy between heaven and earth is just that–using it. What happens when one finds themselves in a place devoid of energy between heaven and earth?

Wouldn’t that imply that an Emperor is less powerful than a denizen of the Saint Realm?

Yang Zhen did not know what state he was in, but he had a feeling that the power of heaven and earth was his own power.

If he wished, he could now break through the heavenly retribution and absorb all the primordial essence contained within it.

But at this moment, Yang Zhen had no such desire. Whether his body could withstand it was now irrelevant to Yang Zhen, for the body was, after all, just a vessel.

The Spirit Soul is what truly matters–the existence of the Spirit Soul is the supreme form of life in this world.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion resounded; it seemed as if something had burst open in the sky.

Dozens of terrifying apocalyptic punishments cascaded down like chains of thunder, rushing towards Yang Zhen.

Boom–!

Another earth-shattering explosion, and one of Yang Zhen’s legs was blasted away.

Hua Youyue staggered at the sight; if not for Han Yan’er’s support, she might have fallen to the ground.

Just like that, one of Yang Zhen’s legs was gone.

“Good!”

The faces of both Emperors from the Witch Scale Clan lit up with excitement, shouting uncontrollably.

The crowd shuddered at hearing this.

Hua Youyue was about to commit regicide.

But aside from Yang Zhen, who else in the Tri-Floral Sanctuary could retain two Emperors of the Witch Scale Clan?

The Golden Eagle Emperor and Emperor Aotian both paused upon hearing this, then turned and looked at Han Yan’er with a peculiar expression, nodding and saying, “This young lady is indeed decisive in killing.”

The Eastern Desolation Emperor laughed heartily, “Coincidentally, this old man also does not wish to let these two wretches just leave.”

The two Emperors’ expressions tensed as they turned to look at the Eastern Desolation Emperor, and the three Emperors suddenly burst into laughter.

“I don’t know why, but seeing young friend Yang like this, this old man feels the urge to loosen up his limbs as well.”

The Golden Eagle Emperor just snorted coldly and said, “Why say so much? Just do it!”