Chapter 340: Chapter 347: This time it’s a big play again! (Second update)
Translator: 549690339
The many practitioners, who were already running at a great speed, ran even faster after hearing Yang Zhen’s words.
A few practitioners who were closest to Yang Zhen turned pale, hastily turned their heads to look at Yang Zhen, and finding him still running, let out a sigh of relief.
The unpredictability of a Forced Heavenly Tribulation was tremendous. Instead of thinking about escaping in such a situation, those who wanted to ignite the heavenly thunder found the idea terrifying even if only heard of, let alone witnessed.
“Yang Dingtian, don’t be reckless. You cannot just ignite the heavenly thunder whenever you wish. If anything goes wrong, we’ll all be dragged into the Heavenly Tribulation and it will be hard to stay alive.”
“Run quickly, Yang Dingtian, don’t court death, don’t do it.”
“If you have a death wish, fine but don’t drag us into it.”
Hearing the murmuring around him, Yang Zhen was momentarily taken aback, he turned his head towards the fiercely approaching Saintly Lotus Seat and suddenly stopped, which gave everyone goosebumps.
‘Yang Dingtian, what are you planning to do?” Old Man Yao was drastically taken aback, he stared at Yang Zhen and said, “Don’t be reckless. I’m also suppressing my realm. If the Heavenly Tribulation targets me, I’ll barely survive, even if I do.”
Yang Zhen burst into laughter, standing tall and fearless against the violent Heavenly Tribulation, “Everyone, rest assured. As Sao Saint, my duty is to guide you all to glory and flight. How can I let you all get burned because of this Heavenly Tribulation? You all just retreat; I’ll bear this damned tribulation alone!”
At these words, everyone was shocked and stopped in their tracks, looking at Yang Zhen with doubtful expressions.
“What does this rascal want to do?”
“Who cares about what he is doing, at this point, escaping is our priority.
Forced Heavenly Tribulation is not a joke.”
“No, we’re all rogue practitioners here, how can we let Yang Dingtian face danger alone? How could we face our peers if this news leaks out?”
“But…”
“There are no buts, friend Yang Dingtian, rest assured. We will help protect you, even if it costs us our lives, well ensure your safety!”
Yang Zhen looked at these people behind him with a peculiar expression— strangely enough, some of them were practitioners at the Void Cultivation Stage.
Damn it, you are a practitioner at the Void Cultivation Stage— what’s with the righteousness? If you enter the Heavenly Tribulation, won’t you be instantaneously turned to ashes?
However, Yang Zhen hadn’t expected these rogue practitioners to be so righteous— they fled, indeed, but they were reliable when danger really came.
Yang Zhen took a deep breath and said to a few practitioners who had already stopped to help him, “Thank you all for your righteous help, but…”
Saying this, Yang Zhen looked at his audience with determination, waved to dismiss them and said resolutely, “However, this quarrel is between this Old Man Saintly Lotus Seat and me. In consideration of your safety, if I, Yang Dingtian, do not enter hell, who will?”
BANG—!
As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of overwhelming energy erupted from Yang Zhen’s body. The terrifying power of Stellar Talent covered the sky and the earth. His dark gold Stellar Talent caused a loud bang behind Yang Zhen, forming an enormous Buddha Illusion. The Buddha looked intimidating with its sublime demeanor and topped head.
“This… This is the Buddha Illusion. I did not think that Friend Yang had such profound knowledge about Buddhist principles. His talent surpasses the world — truly rare.”
“If I do not enter hell, who will? That speech by friend Yang has inspired me. Rest assured if anything happens to you today, I will abandon everything else in this life and focus on giving the descendants of Beigu Institute a hard time until they realize their own stupidity.”
“Such a profound state of benefitting all beings! I didn’t expect friend Yang to be so righteous!”
Everyone was amazed at Yang Zhen, looking surprised at the giant Buddha illusion over Yang Zhen’s head. Their faces were full of respect and gratitude.
This old bastard Saintly Lotus Seat was completely maddened, charging towards the crowd like this. If he set off a large-scale Heavenly Tribulation, it’s likely that those present would not be able to bear it, and no one knows how many would die or be injured.
Now that Yang Zhen wanted to bear this Forced Heavenly Tribulation alone, how could they not be grateful!
Yang Zhen watched the reaction of the people around him, muttering to himself, “Damn, did I overdo it? I didn’t expect the buddha statue’s impact would be so huge.”
Seeing that the crowd was retreating whilst showering him with gratitude, Yang Zhen was on the verge of cursing out loud.
Damn it, aren’t we supposed to face this together? Isn’t the Sao Saint just showing off? There’s no need for you guys to be this sincere. If you’re that grateful to the Sao Saint, why don’t you share some of the burden, you idiots!
At this moment, the three lotus seats had already rushed up. The violent and merciless Forced Heavenly Tribulation was thundering above. Even the three lotus seats were full of wounds and in a pitiful state. One could imagine how tragic it would be if Yang Zhen was pulled into this tribulation.
As everyone knew, the power of the Forced Heavenly Tribulation was much stronger than the typical tribulation. It harbored a hint of heavenly fury. Even a prepared Tribulation Crossing Stage practitioner may not be able to withstand it, let alone Yang Zhen who had just broken through to the Divine Travel Stage.
As the tribulation was about to envelop Yang Zhen, a more terrifying thunder suddenly erupted in the sky.
Everyone jumped in shock, staring in horror at Yang Zhen and the Three Lotus Seats.
In the middle of the frantic chase, the Three Lotus Seats, bloodied and beaten, finally caught up with Yang Zhen. He laughed loudly and said, “Yang Dingtian, even the heavens are against you today. They have sent the tribulation to help me take your life. Do you have anything else to say?”
Yang Zhen sneered and said, “Same as before, do you think the Sao Saint would be afraid of your mere heavenly thunder?”
As he spoke, Yang Zhen’s body trembled violently. He could feel the overwhelming heavenly might, surging towards him.
At the same time, three furious thunders suddenly exploded, rushing down from the sky and mercilessly striking the Three Lotus Seats.
Thud—!
The Three Lotus Seats spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His body was full of wounds, not a single part unscathed. He stared at Yang Zhen with a somber expression.
Yang Zhen tried to act calm, but internally, he was panicking. He was silently shocked. This Forced Heavenly Tribulation was even more terrifying than the two previous tribulations he encountered.
It was almost certain that if any of the tribulations that Yang Zhen had encountered earlier were half as powerful as this one, there would already be grass growing over his grave.
“Damn, I don’t know if the Dragon Elephant Prison Shaking Body can bear it. Let’s do this!”
Yang Zhen gritted his teeth and charged towards the tribulation.
‘Yang Zhen, no!” Hua Youyue exclaimed, her face pale with fear. “Given your current state, you can’t withstand the tribulation triggered by two people!”
A tribulation triggered by two people!
What Yang Zhen didn’t know was that if he were to rush into the heart of the tribulation at this moment, he would trigger a new tribulation. The compounded tribulation would not spare him or the Three Lotus Seats, who had once survived a tribulation.
This was the power of a tribulation. It could almost wipe out the life force of a Tribulation Crossing Stage practitioner!
Seeing Yang Zhen actually coming recklessly, the Three Lotus Seats too, was shocked and turned to flee.
Damn it, Yang Zhen, are you mad… You’re Yang Zhen?
The Three Lotus Seats trembled, turning his head in shock to look at the charging Yang Zhen.
When Yang Zhen heard what Hua Youyue had said, he suddenly realized the danger he was in. With horror written all over his face, he cursed. Unaware of the potential disaster, he was too late to stop now. Screaming, he rushed into the heart of the tribulation.
“Damn, this time it’s too much.”
“No way, did Yang Dingtian really just charge in?”
“Yang Zhen?” Someone who heard what Hua Youyue had called Yang Zhen exclaimed, “Isn’t he Yang Dingtian…. He’s Yang Zhen?”