Novel Full Chapter 1264 - Chapter 1264 Chapter 1289 Dare You to Bite Me
Chapter 1264: Chapter 1289: Dare You to Bite Me! Chapter 1264: Chapter 1289: Dare You to Bite Me! “The Ninth Dragon Elephant, activate!”
As Yang Zhen’s murmuring voice landed, everyone’s spirits were violently shaken.
Whoom–!
A golden surge burst forth from Yang Zhen as the center, wildly rushing in all directions. Beneath the endless rolling waves, all those who were closer in distance had their expressions wildly change, hastily summoning their True Essence to defend.
Boom boom boom!
The terrifying force resounded through heaven and earth, as if the world itself was splitting apart, or as though bones were crisply cracking, leaving everyone utterly bewildered.
“No, it can’t be, this is the Sacred Body Heavenly Sound, how could you possibly achieve Bodily Ascension to Saint?”
Young Master Gong’s face drastically changed, and it had to be said, although somewhat a spendthrift, his knowledge was indeed extensive.
Yang Zhen himself did not know that upon activating the Ninth Dragon Elephant, the Dragon Elephant Prison Shaking Body could actually cause the heavens to resonate.
Is this resounding crackle that shakes the Spirit Soul called the Sacred Body Heavenly Sound?
Yang Zhen burst out laughing, and behind him, the Dragon Elephant roared deafeningly. Amidst its furious roars, he threw a punch towards the sky.
Boom–!
Space trembled, countless spatial fragments scattered all around, and the might of Yang Zhen’s punch was even denser than the spatial rifts created by the berserk earth bears.
Streams of Void Turbulence burst forth, not at all like the kind that dissipated earlier.
Not to mention the Iron Eagle Guards from the Saint Sovereign Domain who were charging at him, even Yang Zhen himself couldn’t easily smooth over such a level of spatial explosion; after all, he wasn’t truly an Emperor Realm Expert.
Everyone was mistaken about one thing; what Yang Zhen held was not some Barbarian Secret Skill, but rather an Emperor Skill he comprehended during the time of the Phoenix Feather Empress’s revival, defined strictly as an Emperor Skill impossible for Yang Zhen to possess–it was a secret skill that merged with the profound mysteries of heaven and earth, created by Yang Zhen himself!
Boom boom boom!
Wave after wave of shocking force surged forth, causing everyone’s faces to drastically change, and the dozen Iron Eagle Guards of Saint Sovereign Domain simultaneously let out weird cries, rushing forward in anger.
“Die for this Sao Saint!”
Roar–!
With the Dragon Elephant enraged behind him, after Yang Zhen threw his punch, a bundle of golden light burst forth explosively. Vivid and lifelike, as if truly existing, it roared towards the heavens and spouted a burst of golden surge that enveloped all ten Iron Eagle Guards of the Saint Sovereign Domain.
Splat!
The Iron Eagle Guard rushing at the forefront didn’t even touch the corner of Yang Zhen’s robe before exploding into a cloud of blood mist in midair.
The remaining Iron Eagle Guards dared not continue their charge, scattering in all directions to escape.
Yang Zhen couldn’t kill so many with one punch; this was Yang Zhen’s drawback.
Young Master Gong watched with a cold, continuous sneer, directing the Iron Eagle Guards to harass Yang Zhen collectively, while he himself leapt towards the source of Heaven and Earth True Essence under the Heavenly Machine Lock.
“Hahaha, Yang Zhen, even if your skills reach the heavens, the final victor is still this young master.”
Young Master Gong was wildly arrogant, almost hysterical; with everything in his hands, he was indeed the greatest victor of the Barbaric Ancient Land.
At that moment, Yang Zhen suddenly thought of the solo mage from the Barbaric era’s full god gear.
If he possessed such power, could he send everyone present to meet their maker with a single magical staff?
Hearing Young Master Gong’s smug words, Yang Zhen suddenly grinned and said, “It’s about the numbers, huh?”
Seeing the eerie smile on Yang Zhen’s face, those who were about to follow Young Master Gong and charge forward once again halted their steps, staring intently at Yang Zhen.
“Shadow Clones!”
Yang Zhen whistled, and with a loud bang, over twenty Yang Zhens appeared before everyone.
Many were dumbstruck, screamed in fright at the sudden appearance of the Shadow Clones, and staggered backwards.
Over twenty Yang Zhens, and each one looked vivid and lifelike, making it impossible to discern which one was Yang Zhen’s true body.
Luckily there were only about twenty; if there were two hundred, people would give up fighting, simply from the fatigue of trying to distinguish them.
While many secretly breathed a sigh of relief, their eyebrows suddenly twitched.
Boom!
Over twenty Yang Zhen split into groups and charged at several Iron Eagle Guards.
Since he couldn’t kill so many with one punch, they went two against one–sure to kill eventually!
Amidst bursts of laughter, Yang Zhen’s figure flickered and in just a few steps, he appeared behind Young Master Gong and patted him on the shoulder.
Young Master Gong staggered, his face portraying the look of someone who had seen a ghost.
“I am up in the sky now, what kind of fucked-up kid can reach up and pat my shoulder, and so quickly at that?”
When Young Master Gong turned his head and saw Yang Zhen grinning, his face turned completely pale. In a fit of rage, he reached out to claw at Yang Zhen’s face.
Yang Zhen jumped in surprise, “Damn, scratching faces, are you freaking feminine or what?”
Boom–!
Endless powers of the Spirit Soul burst forth; storms of Soul Storm surged from the over twenty Yang Zhens, sweeping across heaven and earth. Amidst furious shouts, they pummeled the Iron Eagle Guards with their fists.
Yang Zhen’s shadow clones, being incorporeal after all, looked vivid but were still fake.
But fake had its uses, Yang Zhen’s punch, if it hit, could forcefully eject the soul from the body.
This would be as good as having killed the person.
Boom!
An Iron Eagle Guard, caught off guard, had his Spirit Soul directly shattered by Yang Zhen, screamed for a moment, and then fell from the sky, dead as a doornail.
Seeing one Iron Eagle Guard after another die as if their souls were stripped away, Young Master Gong was furious to the point of bursting and roared as the Massive Earth Bear took shape behind him again.
Yang Zhen sneered and said, “Back and forth with just these two moves, can’t you come up with something fresh?”
Watching Yang Zhen smash the Massive Earth Bear with a slap, Young Master Gong was utterly confused.
It’s not like he didn’t want more variety, but the Massive Earth Bear was already his strongest power.
Even if Yang Zhen hadn’t smashed the Massive Earth Bear, the spatial fragments from its strike wouldn’t affect Yang Zhen at all.
Only then did a look of shock appear on Young Master Gong’s face as he suddenly realized, in front of Yang Zhen, he was absolutely nothing but a little brother.
Smack!
A crisp slap echoed through the air, Yang Zhen slapped Young Master Gong on the face and said, “Damn, countless want to kill me, Sao Saint, and you’re the only one trying to capture me alive. Here I am, catch me if you can.”
Young Master Gong, covering his face, stood baffled in mid-air and roared, “Yang Zhen, don’t push people too far!”
“I’m pushing too far?”
Yang Zhen looked puzzled, pointing to his nose and asking again, “I’m pushing too far?”
These assholes started by trying to kill Saintess Tianxuan without hesitation, trying to refine the origin of Heaven and Earth True Patterns. All Yang Zhen wanted was to delay them until Tianxuan resurrected, after which anyone who wished could take the essence. And this was pushing too far?
Damn, shouldn’t this be something for Saintess Tianxuan to say?
Yang Zhen turned away, not paying any attention to Young Master Gong, and said to everyone, “You’re all considered among the strongest exists here; tell me, am I pushing too far?”
“Yang Zhen!”
An elder suddenly stood up and said, “Yang Zhen, everyone here, including myself, came to the Barbaric Ancient Land seeking opportunities. Now you alone are blocking the origin of Heaven and Earth True Patterns; isn’t that too much? Don’t you think this is pushing it?”
Yang Zhen was stunned, thought for a moment, and replied, “The senior makes some sense, but… I guess I am kind of pushing it today, so what are you going to do about it, bite me?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Que Ling’s face suddenly changed, and she cried out, “Yang Zhen, watch out!”
Yang Zhen abruptly turned his head to see a nearly hysterical, malicious face.
Buzz–!
A sound of sword ringing came, and Yang Zhen’s head tumbled down from mid-air, neatly severed, without a drop of blood.
“Damn, you’re dead meat, you’re so dead, you’ve killed me, Sao Saint, we’re sworn enemies now!”
Yang Zhen’s voice came from behind Young Master Gong.
Young Master Gong’s cold sweat immediately soaked his clothes.