Novel Full Chapter 1519 - 1544: Is There Such a Good Thing?
Chapter 1519: Chapter 1544: Is There Such a Good Thing?
The Cheap Cat’s remark about catching them alive almost sent Yang Zhen to his death.
Damn it, how do you catch such a huge thing?
As Yang Zhen’s kick came flying, the War God let out a cold snort, swung his thigh, and the whole world seemed to flip over, the resonant rumble of the Dao vibrating and space shattering, sending Yang Zhen tumbling away.
The War God wasn’t in a good shape either, staggered by Yang Zhen’s kick, almost planting his butt on the ground.
Among true powerhouses, fights are this straightforward: all spells and martial skills are nothing compared to a good old punch or kick.
As Yang Zhen was sent reeling, he soared and in between his movements, countless Yang Zhen clones surged towards the War God, covering the sky and blotting out the sun. NovelFire
If you’re so big, then let’s bury you.
“That contraption, a sack full of Clone Skills!”
With Yang Zhen’s roars, countless Yang Zhens clung to the War God, bewildering him completely.
The War God must have never encountered such a fighting style in all his years; he was thrown into disarray, even using his mouth in the chaos, almost biting a few Yang Zhens.
Yang Zhen would not miss such an opportunity, punching and kicking, using Finger of Destruction, and Sky Dipper Sword to his advantage.
Soon, the terrible War God began to bleed golden blood.
Yang Zhen trembled all over, surprised.
“Damn, is this guy even human?” NovelFire
They say the War God is a servant of the Demon God, and the Demon God is an aspect of the Taoist Ancestor.
After sustaining injuries, the War God’s expression turned ferocious, and Yang Zhen roared, clenched his fists, and shook fiercely.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Rings of terrifying golden light surged wildly in all directions.
Each Yang Zhen was like a leaf in the vast sea, scattered by the blast.
Yang Zhen grew anxious; at this rate, the Tri-Floral Sanctuary would suffer again.
“Sword, come forth!”
Buzz—!
The dreadful Star Spring Sword suddenly shone brightly, splitting into countless blades in midair.
The sword light dazzled the world; Wan Jian returned to its source.
The countless Star Spring Swords converged in Yang Zhen’s hands, forming a huge sword that could cover the sky and sun.
And Yang Zhen, standing alone in the air, it was as if he had returned to the days in the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower.
That day, Saintess Tianxuan emerged from the ice coffin, wielding her sword, furiously slashing heaven and earth.
Witnessing this scene, Sky Dipper Empress trembled, reminiscence flashing in her eyes, a smile gradually appearing on her face.
Yang Zhen in midair took a deep breath, lifted the terrifyingly huge sword with both hands, grinned at the crazed War God, and said, “Beneath this sword, no life shall remain!”
The War God roared, bellowing at the heavens.
Wild waves of aura surged, as he threw a punch towards the giant sword.
The Cheap Cat, turning anxiously among the crowd, shouted at Yang Zhen, “Damn it, don’t kill him; this guy might be able to solve the problem in your body.”
Everyone’s hearts leaped at these words.
Yang Zhen had no time to worry about his bodily problems, if he didn’t kill this thing now, the Tri-Floral Sanctuary would be destroyed.
And with the stars shifting, countless stars falling into the Great Desolation world, whether it was a blessing or a curse was unknown; anyway, Yang Zhen felt it was probably not a good thing.
Roar—!
A thunderous boom resounded; the world shattered.
The stars in the sky burst into nothingness, and the heavens turned chaotic.
Yang Zhen fell from the sky, tumbling and scrambling back into his body.
Injury to the Spirit Soul, that’s the most fatal thing.
Yang Zhen wasn’t careless either; he climbed faster than a monkey.
In mid-air, there was a continuous scream, as golden blood gushed out like rain, wildly pouring down from the sky.
Yang Zhen stared blankly at the gradually fading God of War in mid-air, his eyes nearly popping out.
“Is this guy made of liquid gold or something?”
Sao Saint didn’t have the time to chat with Yang Zhen and hurriedly said to Sky Dipper Empress, “Quick, check if the Battle Spirit of the God of War has dispersed.”
“Battle Spirit!”
Sky Dipper Empress shivered all over, giving Sao Saint a strange look, and without delay, she leaped into the blood rain.
Yang Zhen quickly turned his head to Sao Saint, staring at him and causing Sao Saint to look away awkwardly without a word, before finally asking, “You rascal, have you thought of something again?”
Sao Saint gave a sheepish smile and said, “I’m doing this for your own good. The God of War doesn’t die easily, and when he does, his whole body is a treasure trove. In ten years, Tri-Floral Sanctuary will have a chosen one.”
“What do you mean?” Yang Zhen was startled. What did the emergence of a chosen one have to do with the death of a God of War?
If the death of a God of War meant a chosen one would appear, then chosen ones were pretty cheap.
Seeing that Yang Zhen didn’t believe it, Sao Saint pouted and said, “Do you really think this golden blood is just for show? Within every hundred million drops of golden blood, there is starlight refined by the Taoist Ancestor, the most mysterious power in heaven and earth. Once it subtly changes the fate of heaven and earth, the chosen one will emerge.”
“Damn, that’s wicked!” Yang Zhen was dumbfounded.
The others were also baffled.
“When have I ever lied to you?” Sao Saint gave Yang Zhen a glare, then pointed to the showy chicken beside him and said, “Do you see this fellow here? Its body only contains blood of the Golden Crow, formed by absorbing sunlight and moonlight. Compared to starlight, it’s just mud, worthless.”
The showy chicken immediately got upset, its eyes widened, ready to rush up and fight Sao Saint, but Yang Zhen quickly pulled it back.
“Are you saying, with a God of War dead, Tri-Floral Sanctuary has obtained starlight?”
“Exactly!”
“And the destiny of the world has changed too?”
“That’s right!”
Yang Zhen let out a sound and then said, “How can we lure more Gods of War here?”
Sao Saint stumbled, gave Yang Zhen an exasperated look, and said grumpily, “A single God of War nearly took your life, and now you want to kill how many?”
Continuing, Sao Saint pointed at everyone around and said, “If two Gods of War came, everyone here, including you, would die. In a hundred years, no one will remember there was a place called Tri-Floral Sanctuary.”
“Jeez, that’s terrifying!”
Yang Zhen indeed became a bit timid.
These Gods of War did have some substance to them; they were tough to fight.
Sao Saint was about to speak when Sky Dipper Empress returned, her hands encircling a shining golden orb, and asked, “Is this what you’re looking for?”
Seeing the object in Sky Dipper Empress’s hand, Sao Saint immediately got excited, pointing at the orb and saying, “Quick, refine it!”
“Refine?”
Yang Zhen was taken aback, exclaiming, “Damn it, that’s a person, not a Spirit Soul, we can’t just refine it willy-nilly. Do you take me for some kind of evil demon?”
“Evil demon?” Sao Saint was momentarily puzzled, then disdainfully said, “You don’t know squat. Although it’s in human form, it’s ultimately born of heaven and earth and can be said to be a race created by immense Divine Power. It’s even less than livestock; what’s this about it being a person?”
Yang Zhen shook his head and focused on the orb in Sky Dipper Empress’s hand, saying, “Still, that’s not right. All beings in heaven and earth are equal; it’s best not to commit sins if possible.”
With that, Yang Zhen flicked his hand, and the ring of light disappeared; the orb shot out at once.
Sao Saint screamed, staring and about to chase after it.
The others were also startled.
However, to everyone’s astonishment, the orb soon returned on its own, slowly circling around Yang Zhen, like a loyal dog.
Yang Zhen was stunned, then cursed with a laugh, “You wretched thing, I let you go and you won’t leave?”
The next moment, the light grew brighter, and as everyone exclaimed, they all rushed toward Yang Zhen.
Buzz—!
An invisible force pushed everyone away.
The orb hovered above Yang Zhen’s head, silently rotating as streaks of starlight shot from the sky into Yang Zhen’s body through the orb.
Sao Saint’s eyes nearly popped out, his face blank with bewilderment as he muttered, “Damn, there’s such a good deal too?”