Chapter 967: Chapter 994: Listen, Is This Human Talk? (Part 1) Chapter 967: Chapter 994: Listen, Is This Human Talk? (Part 1) “`
Refining the Nine Dragon Coffin, what an exhilarating endeavor. Yang Zhen and the cheap cat exchanged glances, both eager to give it a try.

“Well, let’s give it a shot. Once little Dao Fool wakes up, I’ll give it a go. If I can refine it successfully, by then, who cares about the Great Nether Dynasty? I could just strut out of there.”

“Damn it, just thinking about it gets me excited. Kid, hurry up and refine the Nine Dragon Coffin. Forget about strutting out, even causing an uproar in the Great Nether Dynasty isn’t impossible. We’ll show these bastards what kind of ancestor they’ve brought back.”

Rumbling noises from outside kept coming in. It was clear that Valley Granny and others weren’t lying. Yang Zhen knew in his heart that the prohibition on the Nine Dragons Sparrow Platform was just a place chosen by the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin after the Nine Dragons Great Saint had died. Even though the means of prohibition were still of the Great Saint Realm, they were, after all, preset by the Nine Dragons Great Saint and only formed automatically after so many years of his death, incapable of holding back Valley Granny and the others for too long.

This time, Yang Zhen turned Valley Granny and the others into a joke, calling themselves big dumb donkeys in front of so many people; they wouldn’t let Yang Zhen off the hook for that.

Even inside the Coffin World, Yang Zhen could still feel that the Nine Dragon Coffin was indeed moving.

Now, it wasn’t about whether Yang Zhen could refine the Nine Dragon Coffin, but rather, he must succeed in refining it. Otherwise, unless Yang Zhen and his dog hid inside the Nine Dragon Coffin forever, they were bound to die without question.

Outside the Nine Dragon Coffin, Valley Granny and the others had ashen faces as they stared at the slowly moving Nine Dragon Coffin in midair, impatience in their eyes.

Huo Lian said in irritation, “At this rate, we won’t even make it back to the Great Nether Dynasty before we’re surrounded by the entire Nether State continent. How are we supposed to kill that bastard Yang Zhen then?”

Valley Granny gave Huo Lian a cold glance and said, “If you think it’s too slow, you can try yourself.”

“You…” Huo Lian, enraged, glared at Valley Granny irritably but couldn’t say much else.

How easy could it be to move the Nine Dragon Coffin without the Nine Dragons?

The Second Elder chuckled, “Alright, we’re all of such great age, yet so impatient. The Dynasty’s actions this time will definitely cause turmoil in the whole cultivation world, and this journey is destined not to be peaceful. The four of us should first send the Nine Dragon Coffin back to the Sacred Land. There’s no rush with the Shangyuan Sect matter.”

“No rush?” Huo Lian scoffed, “Yang Zhen insulted us so, and you tell me there’s no rush? After returning to the Sacred Land, I’ll personally go to the Shangyuan Sect. An existence like theirs doesn’t need to continue.”

The Second Elder laughed heartily, “Elder Huo Lian’s temper hasn’t improved at all over the years, do you think Yang Zhen can stay in the Coffin World for long?”

“What a joke. It’s the place where the Nine Dragons Great Saint rooted his being. It’s already good enough if Yang Zhen can survive inside, not to mention staying for long. He might be dead before we even return to the Sacred Land…”

Huo Lian’s words were full of doubt about Yang Zhen’s ability to last, but before he could finish, they were interrupted by Yang Zhen’s furious curse: “You old coot, you’re the one who’s already dead, your whole family’s already dead. Have the guts to wait for me to come out, I’ll see if I won’t beat the shit out of you!”

“Bastard, damned nuisance!”

Huo Lian bellowed, his hand slamming onto the Nine Dragon Coffin, causing the color of the other three Half-step Great Saints to drastically change.

“Huo Lian, what are you doing? We’ve already broken the Nine Dragons Great Saint’s prohibition. If you provoke him, none of us may live to return to the Sacred Land,” Valley Granny snorted coldly, stopping the furious Huo Lian.

The other practitioners who had been surrounding the Nine Dragon Coffin wore shocked expressions and distanced themselves from it.

If Yang Zhen intended to anger someone to death, there wasn’t anyone left without a gasp for air. Now that Huo Lian was obviously in a fury, why not keep their distance instead of waiting to get caught in the crossfire?

Countless people were following behind the Nine Dragon Coffin, and as the journey continued, more and more practitioners joined in, listening to the chain of events and staring dumbstruck at the Nine Dragon Coffin.

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This was like snatching a tooth from a tiger’s mouth; Yang Zhen actually played four Half-step Great Saints so ruthlessly. His end will surely not be good.

Although everyone felt somewhat indignant about the actions of the Great Nether Dynasty, they were utterly helpless.

With four Half-step Great Saints of the Great Nether Dynasty present, unless other powers intervened, all these people here, including the group of Practitioners who arrived later, were not even enough to fill the gaps between the Saints’ teeth.

After hearing Yang Zhen’s words, everyone was greatly pleased, but also felt that Yang Zhen was truly too arrogant. How could he survive after offending four Half-step Great Saints?

Huo Lian’s old face turned ashen with anger as he stared fixedly at the Nine Dragon Coffin. The Second Elder, fearing that Huo Lian in his rage would smash the Nine Dragon Coffin, quickly whispered, “Elder Huo Lian, calm your anger. Why bother with a dead man’s anger? If he doesn’t come out, let it be. We will take him to the Sacred Land, and then isn’t it up to us to kill or flay him?”

Upon hearing this, just as Huo Lian was about to speak, the Second Elder smiled and continued, “Even if he does come out, he will still be unable to escape his fate. Elder Huo Lian, do you think you should go and destroy the Shangyuan Sect to vent your anger now, or take Yang Zhen with you when you do it?”

Huo Lian trembled all over and burst into laughter. He patted the Nine Dragon Coffin and said, “Well said. Kid, you’d better stay in there forever like a turtle withdrawing into its shell, because if you come out, this old man will personally take you to the Shangyuan Sect and make you watch your teachers and colleagues die by my hand.”

As he said this, Huo Lian snorted coldly and said, “Rest assured, I have many ways to kill you, but even more to make your life worse than death. If you come out, I won’t make it difficult for you; I’ll just cut off your eyelids so you cannot close your eyes. That way, you’ll be able to fully enjoy the destruction of the Shangyuan Sect.”

The surrounding Practitioners were terrified and showed a shocked expression. Those strong individuals with other ideas immediately lowered their gazes and behaved as if they were serving as guards for the Great Nether Dynasty, daring not to entertain any other thoughts.

Inside the Coffin World, Yang Zhen cried out in dismay and said to the cheap cat, “Damn it, listen to that. Is that something a human would say? So utterly heartless.”

The cheap cat curled its lips and said, “If you have a big fist, you can do whatever you want; if your fist is small, that’s just fate.”

“Indeed!” Yang Zhen sighed and said, “Nowadays I’m understanding the law of the jungle more and more.”

“Boy, why so silent?” Elder Huo Lian’s mocking voice came through, filled with scorn.

Yang Zhen curled his lip and shouted, “Talk your sister! Old fart, you’re so heartless; you just wait for me!”

Elder Huo Lian burst into laughter, clearly in a much better mood.

At this moment, Han Yan’er’s face suddenly turned pale. She opened her eyes and vomited a mouthful of blood. Her body trembled violently, and her aura churned, making Yang Zhen’s face change color. He quickly asked, “Are you all right?”

Han Yan’er wiped the blood from her mouth and shook her head with a smile. “I’m fine. The Chaos Qi is too overbearing, but I’ve forcibly refined it into my Divine Consciousness Space. Now I just need to comprehend it slowly.”

Yang Zhen was delighted, sat down beside Han Yan’er, and said, “Now you protect me while I refine something.”

Han Yan’er was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, “Okay!”

Yang Zhen took a deep breath and began trying to refine the Nine Dragon Coffin. Suddenly remembering something, he said to the cheap cat, “Go chat with Huo Lian and the others, to prevent any reaction from the Nine Dragon Coffin. It would be bad if they noticed.”

The cheap cat grinned and said, “This is what I’m good at.”

“Huo Lian, I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations and each and every plank of their coffins tightly nailed! Bullying Yang Xiaozi shows no real skill. If you have any guts, come at me! I’ve fought wolves on the southern mountains, captured tigers in the northern seas, and even caught hedgehogs in the cornfields; am I supposed to fear an old, shriveled prune like you?”

Yang Zhen turned his head with a puzzled look at the cheap cat jumping and cursing, mumbling to himself, “Damn it, did this Sao Saint ever curse like that? This asshole doesn’t learn the good stuff, but he picks up the bad stuff quick!”

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