Chapter 287: A Sword in Panic! Forbidden Land of Life! (Fourth Update)
Translator: 549690339
The power of this sword was as tremendous as the heavens!
“Impossible!”
Countless voices echoed wildly from all directions, coursing through midair, creating a deafening roar.
Mo Xueling trembled all over with a stricken look on her face. Shocked, she gasped out loud and involuntarily took two steps forward, staring at Yang Zhen unblinkingly.
Hua Youyue’s expression darkened, an agonized look gradually flashing on his bewildered face. He gazed dumbly at Yang Zhen, his eyes flickering.
The shameless cat and Sao Chicken finally stopped fighting, rolling on the ground. The cat was grabbing the chicken’s tail, while the chicken kicked at the cat’s head violently, simultaneously twisting to look at Yang Zhen.
In mid-air, Yang Zhen’s sword pierced the heavens and the earth. Amid the brilliant light, it made no sound as it slashed lightly toward Ziwei Heavenly Lord.
Hum !
A humming sound echoed from the heavens and earth with its heavenly power. In its wake, strange waves of power spread out, causing one’s hair to stand on end.
Ziwei Heavenly Lord seemed stunned, reaching out to touch the sword light, murmuring to himself, “This can’t be, how could this be possible?”
Boom !
The sword light exploded on Ziwei Heavenly Lord, casting a brilliant light. For a moment, it seemed as if the entire world was shaking. The reverberating sound made everyone back away, but every neck stretched out, craning to peer intensely at the spot where Ziwei Heavenly Lord had been.
Yang Zhen landed soundly on the ground like a fresh fish, struggled to get up, pointed his sword at Ziwei Heavenly Lord with a disdainful look on his face, “Remember, the one who killed you is me, this Saint… This one didn’t change his name or sit under an alias, the heroic Yang Guo of the Dirty Detachment Gang, a man destined to become the Pirate King!”
All people, instinctively casting their eyes on the unfamiliar face of Yang Zhen, had bewildered expressions reflected in their eyes.
Could his appearance have actually changed under the impact of that earth- shattering sword?
“What…what kind of sword art is this, which is so terrifying as if it could destroy the heavens and the earth, and can also change one’s appearance?” “Yang Zhen…Yang Guo, which is his real identity and name?”
“Of course, it is the present one. Do you think a person who can execute such an earth-shaking sword art would hide behind a mask and not dare to face the world with his true face?”
“That is true, but I somehow feel that this sword is not at its highest power yet.”
“I also feel the same, but it is also understandable, after all, Yang Zhen…Yang Guo was only at the Void Cultivation Stage.”
Amid the rolling violent airwaves, Ziwei Heavenly Lord chuckled lightly, slowly speaking, “Yang Guo is it, I will remember you!”
As Ziwei Heavenly Lord’ s voice echoed, his figure suddenly faded into the world. Yang Zhen collapsed onto the ground, grinning through gritted teeth, “Damn, that really hurt.”
Hua Youyue approached Yang Zhen with a puzzled look and asked hesitantly, “Who are you?”
Yang Zhen was taken aback, instantly tore off the Thousand Faces from his face, reverting back to his true appearance, and said in an odd tone, “It’s me, Yang Zhen. Damn, that destitute divine lord couldn’t even see through the Thousand Faces. I’m suddenly doubting if it was even worth to trick him, It wasn’t as big a deal as it seemed.”
Listening to Yang Zhen’s words, Hua Youyue was still a little hesitant. Shaking his head, he said, “You are Yang Zhen…are you alright?”
All eyes were on Yang Zhen with strange expressions, full of uncertainty.
Yang Zhen had apparently slain the strand of Ziwei Heavenly Lord’s consciousness with one stroke. The people were stunned and somewhat dumbfounded amid their disbelief.
Just now, Yang Zhen seemed like a completely different person. His sword was fearsome, and even the colors of the heavens and the earth changed with it. Furthermore, an earth-shattering transformation had indeed taken place in Yang Zhen’s momentum.
It seemed as if the Yang Guo just now was the real Yang Zhen. For a moment, everyone was unsure of which identity was the true identity of Yang Zhen or, in other words…Yang Guo?
Hongluan Spiritual Girl and Xiu’er glanced at each other, both seeing the shock and concern in each other’s eyes. Mo Xueling came to Yang Zhen and said with a strange expression, “Who are you, really? Yang Zhen or Yang Guo?”
Yang Zhen took a deep breath, blinked, and said, “Guess?”
Despite Mo Xueling’s strange expression, her dimple deepened. She smiled at Yang Zhen and said, “Guess whether I’ll guess or not?”
Yang Zhen was stunned. He was about to speak when the shameless cat jumped over, shouting, “Kid, if you kill that Heavenly Lord with one sword, how are we going to cross the bridge?”
Hearing this, everyone drew in a sharp breath at once.
Indeed, Yang Zhen had beheaded Ziwei Heavenly Lord. Other than him, no one present knew how to cross the bridge. Could this be the end of opening the Spirit Road this time?
By the snake path, a group of people looked at each other. Even those who were impatient had already started to leave the scene.
Ziwei Heavenly Lord had disappeared, yet the restriction in front of them remained. Even the disciples from the Ink Pool Peak could not cross the Snake Path, so who else could possibly do it?
Yang Zhen ignored the contemptuous cat and turned to Hua Youyue, asking, “What was the deal with that Ziwei Heavenly Lord just now? Did you meet him five years ago?”
Hua Youyue turned her eyes and smiled, walking up to Yang Zhen. She looked at him and said, “Do you want to know why I left you on the Evil Spirit Island without saying goodbye?”
Yang Zhen nodded, falling silent as he waited for Hua Youyue to continue.
Hua Youyue let out a melodramatic sigh before continuing, “I was hoping to restore my realm on the Evil Spirit Island, but I accidentally stumbled into a legacy from a great saint and strange memories began to appear in my mind.” “Strange memories?” Yang Zhen asked, somewhat puzzled. “What do you mean by ‘strange memories’?”
Hua Youyue shook her head, responding, “I don’t know… It seems like I have extra memories. I need to go to the Northern Island to check. This journey may be life-threatening.”
Yang Zhen looked at her in bewilderment, placing his hands on Hua Youyue’s shoulders. He slowly said, “Young lady, don’t you trust your Sao Saint? Didn’t I tell you that I am actually very powerful? I will go with you.”
Hua Youyue calmly looked at Yang Zhen, a dazzling smile spreading across her stunning face. She shook her head and said, “You cannot come with me.”
Yang Zhen hesitated, asking, “Where are you going on Northern Island?”
Seeing the smile on Hua Youyue’s face, Yang Zhen had a bad premonition. It seemed like the young lady was about to do something foolish.
As expected, Hua Youyue opened her cherry lips and slowly said, “The Forbidden Land of Life!”
“What?”
Before Yang Zhen could even react, Mo Xueling, standing next to him, gasped and looked at Hua Youyue with incredulity, asking, “Are you going to the Forbidden Land of Life?”
“What is the Forbidden Land of Life?” Yang Zhen asked, turning around. For some reason, the mention of the Forbidden Land of Life evoked a vague sense of familiarity. Although it felt odd, the feeling was exceptionally clear.
Even Mo Xueling was astonished, implying that the Forbidden Land of Life was truly no ordinary place. Hua Youyue had once mentioned that she was heading to the Northern Island, Mo Xueling was from the Ink Pool Peak on the Northern Island, so no one else was more qualified to speak on this matter.
Mo Xueling gazed deeply at Hua Youyue and said, “The Forbidden Land of Life, as the name suggests, is a place taboo for all life. The dangers inside are unknown. However, it is said that the Medicine Madman entered it three thousand years ago and disappeared without a trace.”
The Medicine Madman!
Hearing the name of the Medicine Madman, Yang Zhen’s heart fluttered. No wonder the Forbidden Land of Life felt so familiar; it turned out that the Medicine Madman had been there too. And currently, Yang Zhen had in his possession the heart manual of the Medicine Madman.
Although Yang Zhen had never met the Medicine Madman personally, he could tell from the heart manual how formidable he was, certainly no less than Ziwei Heavenly Lord whom he had just encountered.
Even such a powerful figure had gone missing in the Forbidden Land of Life. If Hua Youyue were to enter, how could she possibly return?
Yang Zhen took a deep breath, looking at Hua Youyue and declared in a somber tone, “I don’t care what you’re going to do in that hellish place, but if you’re going, you must take me along!”
Hua Youyue looked up at Yang Zhen. Noticing the determination in his eyes, she nodded and said, “Okay!”
Everyone stared blankly at the two, as if they were looking at lunatics.
The Forbidden Land of Life was certainly not a place you could simply decide to visit on a whim.
And yet, one person was resolved to venture there, and another was set on accompanying her. There was no one to deter them, and no one to refuse them.
“Dammit, kid, we can leave the issue of visiting the hellish Forbidden Land of Life for later. What are we going to do now?” the contemptuous cat asked, curling his lip.
“What to do?” The obscene rooster also came over, the rooster and cat staring at Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen glanced at the two of them, and scoffed, “What to do? Of course, we must break the formation. Did you really think this rubbish could block my path, your Sao Saint?”
Hearing Yang Zhen’s words, everyone was shocked, their expressions filled with uncertainty.
Did Yang Zhen… know how to break the formation?