Chapter 415: Chapter 421: Dismantling the Sky Crying Great Saint! (Second Update)
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Muffled sounds echoed, like numerous hammers pounding on the hearts of
everyone present.
Seeing Yang Zhen striking Sky Crying Great Saint over and over again, leaving him lying helplessly on the ground, everyone present sharply inhaled.
How powerful was Yang Zhen to be able to oppress a Great Saint with a single stroke of his blade?
Even Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er, along with the Scamp Cat and Saucy Chicken, were taken aback by the unnerving scene before them. The Scamp Cat anxiously rubbed its paws together, looking ready to pounce into the action. It seemed like if what Yang Zhen was striking were not a Great Saint, it might have dashed forward to deliver a few kicks.
How… how was this possible?
The figure before them was a Great Saint’s Avatar and nearly everyone present had once crossed swords with the Avatar of the Sky Crying Great Saint, which gave them a clear understanding of his tremendous power.
Every single person present knew that they couldn’t compare to the power of the Sky Crying Great Saint; they weren’t even on the same level.
As a Great Saint, one would inevitably strengthen their physical body while creating an avatar. This was why everyone present had been utterly crushed by the Sky Crying Great Saint’s avatar.
Yet, this formidable avatar was unable to even crawl away from Yang Zhen in fear, which was quite terrifying.
“OW ow ow, impressive strength! Go on, young lad, slay him!” the Scamp Cat
cried out on the side.
Everyone was dazed and couldn’t recover for a long time, each questioning the meaning of their existence.
in front of them was a once formidable Great Saint, who had previously pushed the Sha Clan to the brink of extinction. The saintess of the clan even chose to sacrifice her life to freeze their sacred land. Although it was only an avatar, it shouldn’t be so easily oppressed by Yang Zhen, right?
At some unknown point in time, the tremors in the frozen land calmed down.
It seemed like this land had no intention of collapsing, and the people of the
Sha Clan had all returned.
As long as Sky Crying Great Saint’s avatar existed here, the Sha Clan couldn’t rest easy. This wasn’t about personal grudges, this was about the survival of their entire clan.
This deep-seated set of hatred wasn’t about one party dying, it was about the eradication of one party!
On the way there, the Sha Clan Elder had a gloomy expression as he told everyone, “There’s no possibility for the dispute between Sky Crying Great Saint and the saintess to be resolved. Now that the saintess’ spirit soul hasn’t returned and the Sky Crying Great Saint’s avatar is still alive, we cannot just leave our ancestral land. Today, if the ice cave is not destroyed, Sky Crying Great Saint must die!”
“As long as the ice cave is intact, Sky Crying Great Saint must die!
The Sha Clan members were seething with anger, all filled with a determination to die if they must.
“Yang Zhen took the Creation and Transformation Stalactite Bamboo Shoot away, but the extremely cold land does not seem to be collapsing. It may be that the Heaven and Earth Array that Sky Crying Great Saint set up isn’t going to exert its full power, perhaps we still have a chance!”
“Yes, even if we die, we must take down Sky Crying Great Saint’s avatar and cause his Spirit Soul to sustain damage!
■■Perhaps the Sky Crying Great Saint has already died, and this avatar is the
only remaining part of Sky Crying Great Saint.
“If that’s the case, then even more so… Eh? Are you all hearing some strange sound?”
“What strange sound? Could it be that Sky Crying Great Saint is going on a killing spree?”
A group arrived beside the extremely cold area, their body shuddering as they all gasped for air, unable to peel their eyes away from Sky Crying Great Saint, who lay on the ground, writhing and roaring.
On the other side was Yang Zhen, standing with the Great Missing Sword in his hands, bursting with deadly black aura and his body engulfed in terrifying sky-blue flames.
“What… what’s going on?” The Sha Clan Elder was completely taken aback, an unreadable expression on his face.
“Gosh, is Yang Zhen beating down Sky Crying Great Saint?
Gu Nuoyu’s eyes bulged in surprise, looking at Yang Zhen in disbelief. Her icy purity combined with her naive curiosity gave her an exquisite beauty.
The sky-blue flame on Yang Zhen was still burning. Everyone was just staring at Sky Crying Great Saint as he struggled to rise from the ground. None of them noticed that Yang Zhen’s face was beginning to glisten with sweat.
In the extreme cold, sweat almost instantly turned into frost. However, Yang Zhen’s sweat on his face acted as usual, some even turning into steam.
Monumental Spirit Soul powers had shackled the Sky Crying Great Saint, acting like spikes. Once the Sky Crying Great Saint attempted to struggle, countless Spirit Soul spikes would pierce towards his head.
“Damn, so Great Saint thinks he’s all that, huh? Weren’t you yapping away just now? Get up! Come on, fight with this Sao Saint for three hundred rounds!” While Yang Zhen was relentlessly chopping, he cussed, “Puh, you want to kill this Sao Saint, you need another thirty thousand years of practice! Get up, up, up… damn, you really want to get up? Be obedient and bend over to get spanked by this Sao Saint!”
Boom!
A solemn sound came again. The Sky Crying Great Saint who had just struggled up was once again chopped down by Yang Zhen.
The blue flame on Yang Zhen fluctuated, his Spirit Soul powers surged, instantly transforming into countless spikes, which were inserted into the head of the Sky Crying Great Saint.
If left to wreak havoc, the Sky Crying Great Saint would undoubtedly be a disaster. The Sky Crying Great Saint clone was no different from a fierce beast, only capable of brutality with no emotions at all.
Everyone was watching the scene before them in bewilderment. The Sha Clan Elder was so excited that his whole body was shaking. He brought his hands together, performing a strange gesture, “Bless us, Holy Maiden!” The others quickly followed suit, hastily making the same gesture, “Bless us, Holy Maiden!”
Gu Nuoyu watched Yang Zhen intently, with an unusually longing look in her eyes.
Yang Zhen laughed heartily. After eating the Creation and Transformation Stalactite Bamboo Shoot, the raging powers and spirit soul forces in his body were indeed slowly calming down.
“Just beat him. End of story!”
At this point, the Sky Crying Great Saint’s clone had pretty much been entirely destroyed. His entire left arm had even turned into a chunk of rotten wood, which took Yang Zhen aback.
“Wood?” With a weird expression, Yang Zhen used his sword to remove the clone’s left arm, then kicked it over to the cat.
The cat’s eyes lit up as it collected the Sky Crying Great Saint’s arm, “Kid, this is millennium-aged agarwood, a priceless treasure. Quick, disassemble the rest of it!”
“Millennium-aged agarwood?” Yang Zhen’s eyes sparkled. He then remembered the existence of such a Heaven and Earth Treasure and his eyes shone even brighter. “This Sky Crying Great Saint is motherf*cking rich! He processed so much millennium-aged agarwood into a clone. This is… absolute waste!”
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The Great Missing Sword swung faster in Yang Zhen’s hand. Like chopping vegetables, he didn’t take long to disassemble the Sky Crying Great Saint to the point where only a head was left, still struggling wildly. It even seemed to want to bite Yang Zhen.
Seeing the Sky Crying Great Saint’s head lunging to bite him, Yang Zhen jumped in fright, hurriedly kicking it over to the cat.
The cat shrieked and leaped three feet high, cursing furiously, “Damn, kid, are you trying to kill me? If this thing bites down, wouldn’t I be bitten to death alive?”
Watching the cat slap the Sky Crying Great Saint’s eyes into a block of round wood, Yang Zhen whistled in amazement, “This poor clone was processed into such a ghostly appearance. The Sky Crying Great Saint’s artifact refining skills are not up to par.”
“I… Is he disassembled?”
Everyone looked at Yang Zhen in horror, their faces filled with creepy expressions.
The trembling Sha Clan Elder came up to Yang Zhen with an excited look. He was about to say something when suddenly, with a thunderous bang, the whole ice-covered landscape was shaking.
“This is bad!” The Sha Clan Elder shivered, whether from fright or the cold. He was the only one from the Sha Clan who dared to venture into this land of extreme cold, and he didn’t even get to say a word, hurriedly withdrew.
“Yang, retreat quickly, this place is about to be destroyed!” The elder’s way of addressing had already changed.
Yang Zhen didn’t care much about these details. Upon hearing that this place was about to be destroyed, he immediately rushed towards Hua Youyue and the others.
“Quick, let’s go. Dammit, don’t bury the Void Power!” Hearing Yang Zhen’s words, everyone on the scene staggered.
Even at such a time, you’re still remembering the Void Power.. Do you think you’re a Great Saint, trying to refine the Void Power or something?