Chapter 233: You're being insolent!

Pfft!

He was pierced through the chest by a withered hand, which seized and crushed his innards, an incomparable bloody horror.

Fortunately, Lao Fengzi had mastered the Stride Secret, dodging at extreme speed; otherwise the situation would have been worse, and he very likely would have been swarmed by the remaining ancestor kings and slain on the spot.

As an ancient sage himself, he dared not be the slightest bit careless; any lapse would cost him his life here.

"It's over; do they really intend to exterminate my Zi Wei?"

"How can anyone resist dozens of Primordial Ancestor Kings? This is a calamity; countless divine dynasties and great teachings have been destroyed, and humanity will suffer countless slaughter."

Seeing the heavily wounded Lao Fengzi, with multiple puncture wounds, blood jets spurting, his aura greatly weakened.

At this moment, all human powerhouses fell into utter despair; besides Lao Fengzi, who could still save Zi Wei? "Senior..."

At this moment, Ye Fan's heart rose to his throat; he clenched his fists tightly, hating that his strength was insufficient to go help.

If he truly were to block the Primordial Ancestor Kings, causing Zi Wei to be bathed in blood, Ye Fan would also bear a large share of responsibility.

Because those ancestor kings, to be precise, it was that purple copper ancient ship that he brought here...

"Putting up a desperate resistance, we'll see how long you can hold out!"

Another Great Sage, more severely wounded, with a cold gaze, never expected that despite paying such a price, he still failed to slay the human sage before him.

Whoosh!

Old Lao Fengzi said nothing, merely gazing coldly at his opponent; at that moment, the void split open a channel, and a stream of pure divine water gushed forth.

The divine water's spiritual aura swirled, clear and crystalline, containing infinite life essence and a special substance, possessing myriad wondrous effects, comparable to the essence of a millennium-old elixir.

It can increase lifespan, temper the divine soul, heal wounds, and so on—each drop is priceless! Such a vast amount of divine water gushed out, then poured into Lao Fengzi's body; instantly, his inner essence began to recover at a terrifying rate.

"This is..."

At this moment, Lao Fengzi could not help but be moved; two divine lights shot from his eyes as he tried to see who lay beyond the spatial passage.

Yet he discovered it was shrouded by a strange rune, extremely hazy, impossible to see through.

"What's going on? Who is making a move, actually possessing such divine abilities?"

"Good heavens, the wounds of the ancient sage are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!"

The human powerhouses could clearly see Lao Fengzi's wounds rapidly healing; all were overwhelmed with excitement, their bodies trembling, unable to contain themselves.

(Declaration: Yao Chi's divine spring is incredibly powerful; aside from the Xi Huang Ta, this is the very foundation of their standing.

Its life essence has undergone hundreds of thousands of years of precipitation, and moreover the protagonist's spring eye can continuously gush forth divine spring, more than enough to revive an old Lao Fengzi, so some people shouldn't nitpick.) "What's going on?"

People were rejoicing, while the opposing group of ancestor kings couldn't help but frown.

Having finally managed to heavily wound Lao Fengzi, if we allow him to recover like this, it will truly become troublesome, for once they act, they can no longer remain sealed.

They have only two options: forcibly attack, afterward either die in battle or pay the price of dwindling lifespan.

Or else successfully invade, devouring the life essence of countless billions of beings to restore their lifespan.

"No matter who you are, we will slay you and then bathe this ancient star in blood!"

Thus, before them lay only two paths: life or death!

"You're being insolent!"

At this moment, a soft shout came from the void tunnel, and then, under everyone's expectant gazes, a divine figure stepped forth.

Yang Zhu, in a single black robe that fluttered, made a hunting sound; his body emanated crystalline luster, with chaotic mist swirling around, his aura spanning past and present, possessing an unsurpassed divine bearing, beyond praise. "It's him, Yang Zhu!"

"Three strikes to defeat Yin Tian De, a single move to overturn the Golden Crow Clan—no one can match that!"

Upon seeing that figure, everyone suddenly realized: indeed, to say who in Zi Wei currently has the greatest momentum, it must be Yang Zhu, who overwhelms the younger generation of Zi Wei!

"Dozens of Primordial Ancestor Kings—what terrifying strength!"

Yao Chi Shen Nv, Jiang Yi Fei, and others followed closely behind; upon sensing those ancient kings' aura, their hairs stood on end and their hearts trembled with dread.

In an age when no sages appear, suddenly over ten Primordial Ancestor Kings emerge, each at least comparable to an ancient sage—undoubtedly a shocking scene.

"Who are you?"

At first sight of Yang Zhu, the Primordial Ancestor Kings did not disdain him because of his Immortal Second cultivation; instead, they all furrowed their brows, seeming extremely wary.

"What did you just say? Answer me."

Yang Zhu's eyes flashed like cold lightning; even facing the Primordial Ancestor Kings, he showed no fear, his blood and qi boiling, wanting to slay them on the spot—"You!"

In an instant, the Primordial Ancestor Kings and everyone else changed expression; no one expected Yang Zhu to be so overbearing.

Not fearing the Primordial Ancestor Kings would be bad enough, but he also adopted a questioning, disdainful tone, as if a superior were speaking.

Yet Yang Zhu seemed like a reborn Great Emperor, possessing supreme bearing; merely standing there, the Great Dao resonated, as if in submission, giving no sense of impropriety.

"Who are you muttering to...? I'm asking you!"

The big black dog trembled with fear, its fur standing on end, yet it stubbornly held back its shivering and barked.

"Damn it all to heaven! You dead dog, you're really handsome!"

"Damn, fine!"

"Long live the Dog Emperor!"

Duan De, Li Tian, and others all gave the big black dog a thumbs-up, admiring him from the heart.

Usually the big black dog runs wild, loving all sorts of clamor and mockery; yet even today, in this situation, he still dares to act as usual! "Why aren't you speaking?"

Yang Zhu's momentum did not wane; facing sages, he felt no fear or unfamiliarity.

He possesses Great Emperor bloodline, and is a Saint Body Dao Fetus Physique; Yang Zhu was born a sage, and during the dozen years of being sealed, he self-severed nine times.

From birth, he reached heights that countless cultivators could never attain in a lifetime, yet he hesitated not to self-sever.

All for the sake of greater experience; even being a sage was not enough to make him retreat.

The Hun Dun Chi hovered above Yang Zhu's head, pouring forth a waterfall of divine spring water, continually nourishing Lao Fengzi's wounds.

"Thank you."

Young Lao Fengzi's eyes shone with brilliance as he gazed gratefully at Yang Zhu, a strange light flashing in his depths.

Boom!

Yang Zhu gave a slight nod, his eyes shining brighter than the sea of stars; he took a step forward, his aura suddenly surging greatly, piercing the void! "Shen... Shen Jin!"

People were incredulous; the legendary Shen Jin Yu could only be triggered by an extremely few heaven-defying talents after they reached the Immortal Platform, with only a small chance.

Moreover, reaching the Six Bans and Seven Bans is a slow climb, but Yang Zhu entered the Shen Jin Yu in an instant! Such talent cannot be described as a mere monster; saying he is a monster among monsters is not an exaggeration.

(End of chapter)