Chapter 143: Chapter 143 Suddenly I Want to Sing
When Yang Zhen brought out his third Dao Mark, the breath of the world suddenly froze, and a terrifying bloody whirlpool appeared mid-air, like a vast ocean fluctuating violently, staining the entire world in blood-red.
Everyone was taken aback, staring at Yang Zhen in disbelief, their eyes filled with shock.
The cowardly cat, who was running away, sensed something wrong. When it looked back, it stumbled a good distance away, screamed, “This is outrageous! You insane boy, the third Dao Mark was in your hands all along yet you didn’t bring it earlier…arghh…help, murder…boy, save me, I’m about to die.” Patriarch Wang looked dumbfounded at the two hairs floating on his sword, his eyes filled with horror.
Seizing the opportunity when the cowardly cat was down, he swung his sword with all his might. With a rumbling sound, the ground trembled. The cowardly cat was sent flying hundreds of feet away by the blow, landed unharmed, and continued to run forward, wailing like a ghost.
Just lost two hairs?
Was this a freaking cat?
The cat reacted as if it had just taken a fatal blow. It grabbed its own tail in fury and pointed at Patriarch Wang, cursing, “Damn it, just wait and see. Old furry, you dared to cut my two hairs off. You are doomed. Boy, hurry and learn the ’ Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills now to kill this old jerk. Oh, shit! Help!” Patriarch Wang’s face turned pale green. Enraged, he chased after the cat with his sword. The scoundrel cat ran off in circles nearby instead of running far away.
The other two Void Cultivation Stage powerhouses watched the cowardly cat hopping around, baffled. It always managed to escape when in danger and since losing two hairs, Patriarch Wang hadn’t even touched a single one.
The other practitioners all watched the cowardly cat, still hopping around and cursing, with baffled looks on their faces. Whispered murmurs circled around and a chill ran down their spines.
Yang Zhen was already enough of a nuisance – who would have thought a despicable cat would suddenly appear and prove equally as annoying as Yang? Together, they were a fearsome duo. Patriarch Wang ended up with cat urine all over his face, and yet he was still unable to defeat the cat.
Yang Zhen was desperately trying to climb up. After he had taken out the three Dao Marks, the world had fallen into chaos and a strange aura erupted from him. It was as if he had merged into nature itself, making the Heavenly Restrictions barely affect him.
These three Dao Marks clearly weren’t ordinary!
Following this, Yang Zhen easily climbed to the top of the mountain. He turned back and glanced at the crowd, grinning, “Refreshing, oh, I suddenly feel like singing.”
Whoosh!
Everyone’s complexion changed.
“You dare!”
“Bastard, if you dare to sing, even if I perish, I will tear you into pieces!”
Although Elder Qu and Elder Tie didn’t understand why Yang Zhen suddenly wanted to sing, they had a bad feeling about it.
The crowd’s faces turned pale and they began to glance nervously at each other. Some even covered their eyes.
Hua Youyue managed a bitter smile, “I knew it. When Yang Zhen reaches the top, he wouldn’t let it be, but I didn’t expect he would actually choose to sing.” Medicine Elder was about to speak when Yang Zhen took a deep breath.
“Not good!” Everyone’s hearts skipped a beat.
The cowardly cat’s eyes lit up, and as it ran, it looked at Yang Zhen as if it was witnessing a miracle.
“Can’t beat me, huh? There’s nothing you can do because I’m so powerful. Can’t catch up to me, huh? La la la la, all of you come at me, I’m not scared…”
Yang Zhen was truly enjoying himself. All those people were straining their necks to look up at him, looking frustrated and helpless. It felt freaking good. Patriarch Wang, chasing after the cat with his sword, heard Yang Zhen’s undulating song, and almost tripped.
As Yang Zhen’s cheeky voice echoed, Elder Qu and Elder Tie quivered, pointing at Yang Zhen, “You you you…”, their faces turned red from anger and they vomited blood.
Boom! Boom!
The two of them released endless Qi waves from their bodies, their back forming a violent illusion, charging towards the mountain top at a terrifying, hysterical speed.
Boom!
The three energies collided, and two Void Cultivation Stage practitioners vomited a mouthful of fresh blood and fell from the middle of the mountain They landed on their buttocks and slid dozens of feet away before stopping. Their blood and qi surged, and their faces constantly changed from blue to red.
The horrible Forbidden Law was so dreadful that even two Void Cultivation Stage practitioners couldn’t break through it at all.
Everyone gasped.
As expected, they vomited blood, even two at once.
How on earth had these three respected Void Cultivation Stage practitioners offended Yang Zhen and the despicable cat, what sins had they committed?
Everyone stared at Yang Zhen with shocked and fearful eyes. His song was so damn irritating!
At this moment, another piercing voice sounded.
Can’t catch me, huh? Can’t help it, I’m just that powerful. Can’t hit me, huh?
Damn it, la la la la la, all of you come at me, I’m not afraid at all…”
While running and jumping, the despicable cat learned Yang Zhen’s song after listening to it only once. With his irritating voice, it was even more annoying than when Yang Zhen sang it.
This wasn’t all, the cat was too fast and its movements were too unpredictable. Patriarch Wang simply couldn’t catch up with it, and it sometimes even stopped to wait for Patriarch Wang.
Patriarch Wang was beside himself with rage. His sword danced in the air, lifting up a massive amount of dirt from the ground, but still, it couldn’t touch a single hair of the cat.
At this time, someone suddenly screamed and pointed at Yang Zhen in horror, “Look… Look quickly!”
Hum!
In mid-air, a surge of overwhelming blood and Qi, as if pulled by something, formed into an immense funnel and poured into Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen’s face drastically changed. He let out a soft yell, and a wave of blood and Qi burst out from his body. The Shangyuan Ancient Scripture and Ancient Elephant Thunder Body hastily circulated within him.
Even so, the horrifying blood and Qi nearly made Yang Zhen explode.
Wow!
Yang Zhen suddenly turned pale, vomited a mouthful of fresh blood, and staggered to his knees. His face was ashen, his look was haggard.
“Damn, can you take it, or not? Are you going to die now?” the despicable cat let out a startled jump and looked at Yang Zhen with uncertainty.
Patriarch Wang, seeing the situation, let out a cold chuckle and decided to give up the chase. He returned to Elder Qu and Elder Tie with a schadenfreude look, watching Yang Zhen at the top of the mountain.
This situation must be that Yang Zhen could not withstand the horrifying energy from the Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills and was suffering recoil. His body might even explode from the strain.
Everyone shouted in horror and looked at each other in surprise. Who would have thought that Yang Zhen, who was just showing off his power, was now not able to resist?
Hua Youyue exclaimed, “Can Yang Zhen… withstand it?”
Medicine Elder nodded and said gravely, “Judging from the situation, Yang Zhen indeed cannot withstand such horrifying blood and Qi. He is in danger.”
Hua Youyue looked up and was astonished to see the wild swings of blood and Qi in the air continuously converging on Yang Zhen.
Such terrifying blood and Qi, let alone a Nascent Soul early-stage practitioner, even those at the Void Cultivation Stage would probably not be able to withstand it.
Yang Zhen’s actions were reckless. After all, it was a cultivation method left behind by a Saint Realm practitioner.
Yang Zhen was cursing silently. Truth be told, everyone was wrong. It wasn’t that Yang Zhen couldn’t withstand so much energy, but his amazing talent had damn upgraded the Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills.
The Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills were already an extremely vicious and domineering cultivation method. Practicing it now put Yang Zhen in great danger, let alone having it suddenly upgraded.
This could cost him his life!
Yang Zhen was cursing his fate and didn’t know what to do. Who would have thought his talent could upgrade a cultivation method created by a Saint Realm practitioner.
Who on earth could he turn for an explanation?