Chapter 1271: Chapter 1296: Scarlet Demon Qi! The Ice Coffin Shatters! Chapter 1271: Chapter 1296: Scarlet Demon Qi! The Ice Coffin Shatters! Among those present, no one had ever heard of the Land of the Law Arrival, let alone knew the dangers of such a place.
But just by hearing the name, they knew it was not a good place.
With the Demon Sect and the Heavenly Machine Lock, even Saintess Tianxuan chose to cultivate the essence of the Yin and Yang Heaven and Earth True Patterns in such a place. Now that the Demon Qi of the Demon Sect had erupted, Han Yan'er, although not knowing by what method, temporarily enveloped Yang Zhen and Que Ling. But this was, after all, not a long-term solution.
Upon hearing Yang Zhen's arrangements for Han Yan'er and Que Ling to protect him, and his repeated declarations of his intention to kill all present, combined with Yang Zhen's swift and decisive killing of Young Master Gong and Duan Deming, how could the people present not be afraid?
Almost immediately after Yang Zhen's words fell, everyone except Elder Huang took several steps back, looking at Yang Zhen with faces full of shock.
Then, the crowd realized something. Yang Zhen was in no position to care for himself, how could he possibly have the mind and energy to massacre so many? To not think of killing him on the spot was already benevolence personified.
But… damn it all.
Yang Zhen, this bastard, was truly shameless. Although he was in a desperate situation himself, he still made outrageous claims that shocked everyone present.
“Is this damn kid seriously thinking about killing us all?”
“Even if Yang Zhen has extraordinary abilities, he cannot kill so many fellow cultivators here. My fellow daoist is overthinking it.”
“But what if Yang Zhen triggers the Demon Sect or the Heavenly Machine Lock?”
As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts tightened, and their gazes towards Yang Zhen were filled with suspicion and complexity.
With everyone harboring their own thoughts, Que Ling was also startled by Yang Zhen's absurd words.
“How can you say something like that? Do you not realize that by saying this, you've offended everyone present? What if someone incites others later–won't you be doomed?”
Seeing Que Ling's face filled with indignant disbelief, Yang Zhen curled his lip and gestured toward Han Yan'er, saying, “Take a look–little Daoist dame would never ask such things.”
Que Ling paused, then turned to look at Han Yan'er, and indeed saw her with an indifferent expression, as if she wasn't worried at all that these people might join forces to kill Yang Zhen.
“You… aren't worried?”
Que Ling asked, curiosity written all over his face.
Han Yan'er nodded and said, “Worried, but Yang Zhen must have his reasons for doing this!”
“Reasons?” Que Ling's face showed disbelief as he turned to Yang Zhen and asked, “What reasons could you possibly have?”
“He wants to provoke those with ulterior motives to act prematurely and kill them,” Han Yan'er said calmly.
Hearing Han Yan'er's words, Que Ling was astonished, looking at Yang Zhen in shock, and suddenly realized, “The danger you spoke of just now, was that a bluff?”
It was terrifying. If it was really the case, then it was simply too frightening.
Que Ling looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief, his face betraying a sense of strangeness, as if Yang Zhen had, in an imperceptible way, already influenced everyone's thoughts.
Could someone truly be so terrifying?
Que Ling didn't know that such scheming was merely the level of an ordinary person on the Azure Blue Planet.
Yang Zhen shook his head and said, “There are certainly dangers, but… who said that one cannot kill when there's danger?”
Seeing Yang Zhen wink, Que Ling's heart skipped a beat.
If he was willing to provoke people with intentions even in the face of danger, it meant that the danger did indeed exist, and Yang Zhen was truly intent on killing. Moreover… after the killing, the dangers Yang Zhen would face might become even more terrifying.
What kind of person was this?
And what really was the Land of the Law Arrival?
Que Ling's heart was in turmoil as he watched Yang Zhen, who he knew so well, become increasingly unfamiliar.
For some reason, Que Ling suddenly felt a chilling aura emanating from Yang Zhen at this moment.
Confused, Que Ling looked at the people around, and upon seeing that there were many whose expressions were dark and ruthless, his fear deepened.
This was the world of cultivators, filled with deceit and plots; this was the Great Desolation, where life and death struggles were the norm!
Que Ling took a deep breath and, looking at Yang Zhen, asked, “Are you really… going to kill them?”
Yang Zhen flashed a smile and said, “I'm always low-profile. As long as no one troubles me, I never stir up trouble on my own.”
Que Ling heaved a sigh of relief and with a disgruntled glance said, “That's good. Don't worry, I'll make sure to guard one of the formation eyes well.”
Yang Zhen cracked a smile and replied, “Thanks a lot!”
Han Yan'er was giving Que Ling a peculiar look from the side.
Clearly, Que Ling didn't understand Yang Zhen.
It was true that Yang Zhen never sought trouble, but his forte was in bringing out the ugly side of human nature when they least expected it.
To use Yang Zhen's own words, “The pit is right there; whether others jump in or not is their business, it's got nothing to do with Sao Saint.”
Seeing Que Ling make her promise, Han Yan'er took a deep breath, walked over to Yang Zhen, and said, “Be careful.”
Yang Zhen grinned, his smile radiant like the boy-next-door, and leaned half of his face close to Han Yan'er, “I don't seem to have much confidence. I might really drop dead here, after all, we're in the Land of the Law Arrival.”
Han Yan'er glared, just about to draw her sword when Yang Zhen, with the speed of lightning, gave her face a fleeting touch, quick as a flash!
“You!”
Han Yan'er glared indignantly.
“Darn it, I'm brimming with confidence now, I feel my cosmos igniting, what's happening?” Yang Zhen yelled out in a weird tone, looking left and right, careful not to meet Han Yan'er's gaze.
Han Yan'er glared at him several times but had no way to deal with him.
On the side, Que Ling watched in shock, her beautiful face flushed with a hint of a smile.
Yang Zhen winked at Que Ling, asking, “Miss, do you want to try?”
Que Ling shrieked, hastily stepping back two paces.
Yang Zhen burst into laughter, leaped into the air, and plunged into the sea of blood-colored Demon Qi.
“Darn, it hurts, it hurts…”
An hysterical cry rang out, sending shivers down everyone's spine, and leaving them all looking at each other in utter bewilderment.
The voice was truly agonizing, like being sliced by a thousand knives then doused with a whole bag of salt.
Not just the others, even Han Yan'er turned pale listening to it and took a step towards Yang Zhen unconsciously.
Que Ling's face went pale as she expressed her concern, “He… he won't have an issue, will he?”
Han Yan'er shook her head, gripping the Sun Shadow Holy Soldier in her hand a bit tighter.
“Ow, it hurts so bad, I think I'm dying…”
Yang Zhen's voice twisted painfully, causing everyone to look on with horror.
When Yang Zhen reappeared before the crowd, everyone gasped.
Yang Zhen was thinner, as if a layer of skin had been stripped away, covered in blood and gore, and even his aura had become extremely weak.
“Is… is this for real?”
“My god, what on earth did Yang Zhen go through to end up like this?”
“Hmph, that's Demon Qi, blood-colored Demon Qi. If Yang Zhen came out unscathed, that would be the real surprise.”
The crowd buzzed with conversation, their faces a complicated mix of emotions.
Among them, Elder Huang's gaze was dark and indecisive as he glanced around at a few people, signaling discreetly with his eyes.
Just as the crowd was filled with doubt and uncertainty, the Heavenly Machine Lock suddenly boomed, unleashing a shocking wave of force.
Chaos surged, rattling the heavens and the earth.
The ice coffin suspended in mid-air suddenly cracked with a snap, and out popped an exquisitely beautiful woman.
Chapter end
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