Chapter 992: Chapter 1019: Has a Saint Realm Powerhouse Come Knocking? (One More) Chapter 992: Chapter 1019: Has a Saint Realm Powerhouse Come Knocking? (One More) Yang Zhen himself didn’t even know what he could cultivate.

The Nine Dragons Great Saint was right; the power within him was indeed too complex. When all sorts of powers erupted completely, even the Dragon Elephant Prison Shaking Body nearly couldn’t bear it.

However, the Twelve Blood Refining Xuan Gong, which the Dust Blood Great Sage used to make his name, was so domineering that it completely took Yang Zhen by surprise.

Boundless blood energy surged and cascaded around Yang Zhen, like boiling magma, whether inside his body or out, all releasing an aura capable of destroying heaven and earth. Especially within his body, various powers were devoured by the Twelve Blood Refining Xuan Gong, slowly assimilated, and eventually cultivated into a type of mysterious golden power, lurking in the dantian like a fierce dragon.

Within the boundless dantian, the Nascent Soul was clad in mysterious golden armor, looking like a miniaturized war god, sitting cross-legged, with raging blood energy like the Nine Heavens Thunder Penalty, utterly terrifying.

This change startled even Yang Zhen himself; a series of crackling sounds came from his body, and waves of vast power filled his meridians and bones, as if a single punch could shatter space.

When Yang Zhen fully regained consciousness, he didn’t know how much time had passed, but he had never felt better. The tumultuous power within him gave a sensation as if a dire situation had taken a turn for the better, and Yang Zhen could hardly resist the urge to have a good fight.

With Yang Zhen’s current strength, a Half-step Great Saint probably wouldn’t be able to force him to use his full power. Yang Zhen’s eyes darted around, but he couldn’t find any trace of the Nine Dragons Great Saint.

However, it was probably for the best that he didn’t find him; a Half-step Great Saint couldn’t defeat Yang Zhen, and Yang Zhen… facing a true Saint Realm expert, he was still somewhat cowardly, after all, the Sacred Guardian Barrier of a Saint Realm expert was no joke. A rogue-type practitioner couldn’t even break through the defenses of a Saint Realm expert, so what would be the point of fighting?

When he emerged from the Emperor Stele grotto, the sun was just setting. Yang Zhen grinned and muttered to himself, “Damn it, Sao Saint’s sense of time is still as strong as ever, saying one day of cultivation means one day.”

No sooner had he spoken than two snickering laughs came from beside him. Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er approached slowly, both looking at him with odd expressions.

The treacherous cat, utterly bored, licked its paw on the side, making Yang Zhen increasingly feel that this damn thing was not a kylin, but a real, genuine cat.

Seeing the expressions on Hua Youyue’s and Han Yan’er’s faces, Yang Zhen was stunned and asked in surprise, “What’s so funny? Share it so I can laugh too.”

The treacherous cat glanced at Yang Zhen and said disdainfully, “Don’t you have any idea how many days you’ve been cultivating?”

Yang Zhen was dumbfounded, then turned toward Han Yan’er and Hua Youyue, who covered her mouth with a laugh and said, “You’ve been cultivating for a whole seven days. If you didn’t come out, we were going to go inside and look for you.”

“What?”

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen was completely stunned. Time in the mountains flew by without notice; he had thought he had been cultivating for just a day, and yet seven days had passed?

It was a good thing he hadn’t been cultivating for seven years, otherwise the Reincarnation Clock would be cold by now.

“Right, where’s the Nine Dragons Saint? Why can’t I see him?” Yang Zhen curiously looked around, searching for any sign of the old Nine Dragons Great Saint.

Han Yan’er, with a speechless look, said, “The Nine Dragons Saint has already left on his own. Oh, and he took Chi Dragon with him.”

“What?” Yang Zhen jumped, then shouted angrily, “How can that bumpkin be so unreliable? With Chi Dragon guarding White Cloud Mountain, Shangyuan Sect might have remained somewhat safe. If he takes Chi Dragon away, what are we going to do if those people from the Great Nether Dynasty come again?”

The treacherous cat sneered and said, “You think of something and Nine Dragons wouldn’t? Relax, before he left, Nine Dragons paid a visit to the Great Nether Dynasty. He said he wanted to have a talk with them, to get them to settle down.”

Yang Zhen’s scalp tingled at the words, the Saint Realm powerhouse truly had a way of bullying that sounded so elegantly detached.

Judging by the conduct of the Great Nether Dynasty, with the Nine Dragons Great Saint charging in like that, there would likely be an earth-shattering battle, although in the end, they would still yield, but it definitely wouldn’t be as simple as just talking it out.

Sure enough, the cheap cat showed a disdainful expression and said, “What Nine Dragons Great Saint, it took him a full day to subdue the Great Nether Dynasty, I really don’t think much of him.”

Yang Zhen slapped the cheap cat on the head and said, “You’ve got some nerve, if you’re so capable, why don’t you go subdue the Great Nether Dynasty yourself? Don’t even talk about a day, if you can subdue them within a year, I’ll cook whatever you want from now on.”

“Is that what you’re saying?” The cheap cat’s eyes lit up in amazement, then sighed and continued, “Kid, fighting and killing is the affair of brutes, you often quote that ‘gentlemen’s revenge,’ drivel to me all day long… Bah, ‘a gentleman’s revenge is not too late even after ten years,’ if after ten years I still can’t slap them to death, I’ll walk on my front legs.”

Yang Zhen quickly waved his hands and said, “Forget it, let’s pick another bet.”

Upon hearing this, the cheap cat immediately puffed up with pride, craned its neck and said to Yang Zhen, “How about that, even you think this venerable one will be able to destroy the Great Nether Dynasty with a slap in ten years?”

Yang Zhen snorted with laughter, walking away he said, “I think you won’t even need ten years before you fulfill your dream of walking on your front legs, so you see, whether it’s people or cats, it’s good to have dreams.”

“What… what do you mean?” The cheap cat suddenly had a bad premonition, staring at Yang Zhen with a cautious demeanor.

Yang Zhen laughed heartily, his eyes glaring and a fierce gale kicked up all around. A violent surge of spiritual consciousness power swarmed in, enveloping the cheap cat in the blink of an eye.

The cheap cat let out a weird cry, its tail poofing up, and with a yowl, it shot off into the distance, “Damn it, what kind of power is this, spiritual consciousness power? You… you’ve actually cultivated it? Damn, what kind of freak are you, to be able to cultivate such a thing so casually?”

In the blink of an eye, it was gone, leaving Yang Zhen with a look of contempt. This damn thing never kept its word, who knows who it learned that from.

Hua Youyue showed a hint of surprise on her face and looked at Yang Zhen, “The power inside you seems to have completely changed.”

Yang Zhen nodded and said, “Now I am truly myself, damn it, the power I cultivated was too messy before, even the Nine Dragons Great Saint couldn’t stand it and insisted on pointing it out to me, but you know me, do I need pointers from just any Saint Realm powerhouse?”

Hua Youyue laughed and looked at Yang Zhen speechless, yet even with such expression, she was still one of the most beautiful women on White Cloud Mountain.

Han Yan’er sensed the changes in Yang Zhen’s aura as he followed the path, and now looking at Yang Zhen thoughtfully, he felt his scalp tingle and said, “Little Miss Obsessive, you’d better not enter a state of sudden enlightenment right now, we’ve still got things to do. By the way, did the Nine Dragons Great Saint leave any message before he left?”

“I know, I know!”

The damn cheap cat had somehow snuck back, looking at Yang Zhen with a peculiar expression, “When the Nine Dragons left, he told me to inform you that the heavens and earth have changed, the Central Court is no longer the same, he will be waiting for you in the Dust-Free Domain and to be careful, it seems like someone is looking for you.”

“Somebody is looking for me?” Yang Zhen blinked, surprised he asked, “This Sao Saint has been keeping a low profile in White Cloud Mountain, haven’t offended anyone, who on earth has so much free time that they’re not looking for the Reincarnation Clock but coming after this Sao Saint?”

Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er showed a hint of hesitation, “It’s a Saint Realm powerhouse.”

“What the heck?” Yang Zhen was shocked, a Saint Realm powerhouse looking for him already?