Chapter 663: 669 Aren’t You Afraid of Death? (First update)
Que’er was twenty-three years old this year, which, by the standard of the Demonic Race, was actually about twice as long as human years.
Because the Demonic Race’s growth cycle is twice as long as humans’, ordinary human practitioners could live around one hundred and fifty years, while creatures of the Demonic Race could easily exist upwards of three hundred years.
Like others of the Demonic Race, Que’er had always lived in the Void Rock World, having never seen humans. Her impression of humans, like that of other young creatures of the Demonic Race, was that they were monstrously terrifying, the kind to frighten little children.
Que’er, who had never seen a human male, was originally quite interested in Yang Zhen. Now, she was stunned beyond words.
The man before her seemed to be only about ten years old. Heaven had mercy, Yang Zhen, who had lived for more than twenty years, was, in the eyes of the Demonic Race, only a teen.
In Que’er’s eyes, such a young Yang Zhen was reckless to the point of fearing nothing, not even the heavens above. And by the demon god above, what…what was he doing?
Que’er covered her mouth, her face a picture of shock, as she watched Yang Zhen swearing loudly. The sight of him seemed to get happier the more he cursed, which only added to Que’er’s sense of absurdity.
Wasn’t he afraid of death?
If one were to ask for the Demonic Race’s most terrifying existence, a hundred out of a hundred creatures would cite the heavens. Seen as abhorrent by the heavens and earth, they had been living fearfully between the two for countless millennia. Their dread of the sky was not something human practitioners could understand.
At first, Que’er didn’t react. When she finally did, the Tribulation Cloud had already begun to form above Yang Zhen’s head.
Fear flashed across Que’er’s face, her complexion lost of all color, her eyes exuding a sense of panic and helplessness.
The next moment, Que’er suddenly dashed towards Yang Zhen, holding her hand over his mouth, her expression frantic as she shouted, “Young Master, are you insane? To curse the heavens this way will invite celestial punishment!”
Yang Zhen was taken aback. After understanding what she’d said, he couldn’t help but laugh. He forced Que’er’s hand away from his mouth, grinning as he said, “Damn, you frightened me, Sao Saint. I thought the sky of the Demonic Race was more honest and wouldn’t lash out easily. If there’s celestial punishment, well, that’s good. If your heavens are more magnanimous, we’d be done for.”
“Wh…what do you mean?” Que’er stared blankly at Yang Zhen, looking somewhat dazed and evidently not understanding what Yang Zhen meant.
Yang Zhen didn’t bother explaining. With a light push, Que’er drifted backward, landing aside. He laughed heartily, “You’re an interesting little creature. At first, you were cursing me, and now you’re risking your life to save me. Are you really that fearful of the heavens?”
Que’er stumbled and fell on the ground, staring blankly at the increasingly terrifying Tribulation Cloud in the air. Her face turned even paler, her eyes revealed a look of despair.
It’s not that Que’er was cowardly. The truth was, even the Spirit Souls of the elders of the Beiqi Clan around them were trembling in fear and frustration. How could such a sight not terrify a young creature of the Demonic Race who had seen so little of the world?
Yang Zhen watched in amazement. Each of these terrifying spirit souls in front of him exuded the terrifying cultivation base of the Divine Transformation Stage. Although they had no realm, they were, after all, the strongest among the strong. Yang Zhen might be able to handle one or two, but so many had gathered in this ghostly place over all these years. If a fight broke out, he would be beaten to death just from exhaustion.
The commotion in mid-air suddenly subsided a bit, startling Yang Zhen. He quickly resumed his cursing, “Damn, what’s up, it’s gone quiet? You thieving heavens, lousy heavens, stinky heavens, let your heavenly tribulation be a bit more fierce. Hey, even a little bit fiercer, are you scared? Believe it or not, Sao Saint will poke a hole in you… damn!”
Boom!
A shocking sound echoed in the sky. Yang Zhen’s hair stood on end. An infinite amount of thunder essence filled the void and the terrifying Tribulation Cloud in mid-air instantly boiled over. Countless thunderbolts, like giant dragons, charged at Yang Zhen.
“Young Master, be careful!” Que’er’s voice distorted as she watched Yang Zhen with desperate eyes. A terrifying surge of True Essence erupted from her body as she charged at Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen was taken aback. With a sharp stomp, the earth under Que’er’s feet turned into a treadmill. No matter how hard she ran with her eyes shut, she was stuck in place, failing to move any closer to Yang Zhen.
“Stay put and don’t move!”
Yang Zhen shouted, and the treadmill under Que’er’s feet accelerated.
Feeling her body moving backward, Que’er opened her eyes with a cry. She looked at her feet incredulously, worry flashing in her eyes.
Seeing the genuine concern on Que’er’s face, Yang Zhen was taken aback. This girl was interesting. Regardless of whether she wanted Yang Zhen to save the Beiqi Clan, or was truly grateful for Yang Zhen’s wisdom, that worry and concern were definitely not pretended.
Damn it, who said that the demonic race is a bunch of sinister and cunning guys? Come out, I, the Sao Saint, guarantee I will beat you up!
From what Yang Zhen had seen of these members of the demonic race, there weren’t humans more naive than them.
Even including Duan Sihai, this old sly fox, who right in front of countless practitioners, seriously said cheats like “Ancient Life Sect, Duan Sihai”. Compared to people like Duan Sihai, the demonic race was simply as pure and lovely.
This level of naivety almost surpassed him, Yang Sao Saint!
Yang Zhen took a deep breath, flung Que’er to the side, and looked a little puzzled.
He cursed too much!
The terrifying tribulation cloud in mid-air suddenly turned blood red, shimmering with majestic energy. The first half of the thunderbolt was still silver, but the tail had turned red.
The endless majestic energy and thunderbolt punishment surged, lifting Yang Zhen’s hairs on end. With the surrounding filled with wild thunder energy, Yang Zhen found himself in a dilemma.
Obviously, Que’er also noticed the situation Yang Zhen was facing, and her face turned bleak and desperate.
Just then, a terrifying shadow appeared in mid-air, surrounded by dark light with roaring sounds in Yang Zhen’s hand.
“Roar!”
Evil Shadow Black Glutton let out waves of roars, looked up and immediately withdrew its neck, glanced at Yang Zhen with resentment, before roaring again and charging into mid-air.
Boom!
Scary waves of energy hit. Countless thunderbolts struck the Evil Shadow Black Glutton, which howled in pain.
Yang Zhen was dumbfounded, opened his mouth, doubting what he had just seen. Had the Evil Shadow Black Glutton just turned around and given him a resentful look?
Holy shit, this bastard is sentient.
Yang Zhen stared blankly at the howling Evil Shadow Black Glutton and suddenly reacted, shouting, “Damn it, quickly devour these thunderbolts! Such a rare opportunity to cultivate. Are you addicted to being beaten?”
Evil Shadow Black Glutton was taken aback, stared blankly at Yang Zhen, shuddered, roared at the sky with a fierce look, and swallowed a big mouthful of lightning!
“That’s more like it!”
Yang Zhen laughed loudly, leaping towards the sky punishment.
Que’er gasped in astonishment.
The next moment, Yang Zhen’s cheerful voice arrived. He darted into the sky punishment like an eel.
Boom!
A huge thunderbolt hit Yang Zhen directly. Lightning flashed all over his body, and his skin was torn apart by the blow.
“Ouch, damn, I can even take on the fifth Dragon Elephant. I, the Sao Saint, concede to no one but you. Come on, bring it on. I, the Sao Saint, want to level up to the sixth Dragon Elephant!”
Inside the prohibition, thousands of elders of the demonic race and Que’er were all looking puzzled at the unbelievable and absurd scene in front of them.
Was he even human?