Chapter 1322: Chapter 1348: Is This Enough? Chapter 1322: Chapter 1348: Is This Enough? Having been so blatantly disregarded, a trace of shocked anger flickered across Chen Xiaotian's face, as he stared at Yang Zhen and said, “Yang Zhen, have you really thought this through?”
As soon as these words were uttered, a terrifying demon qi suddenly erupted from the demon cultivator's body, which covered the sky and obscured the sun; amidst roiling waves of energy, it was as if a vast ocean had formed.
The fearsome waves of qi pressed down, causing the faces of all the Shangyuan Sect disciples to show expressions of utter terror, and as they retreated, they looked towards the sky with caution.
The torrential demon qi carried with it an oppressive force that suffocated everyone, enveloping the entire Tri-Floral Sanctuary. A nearly suffocating oppressive sensation was so intense that it almost induced a breakdown.
Just then, a cold snort was heard. The Phoenix Feather Empress approached with poised steps, slowly emerging from another courtyard.
With each measured step, bringing a breath of fresh air, the Phoenix Feather Empress merely snorted lightly, and the omnipresent oppressive terror of the demon qi vanished without a trace.
The Shangyuan Sect disciples all looked towards the Phoenix Feather Empress in shocked unison.
During this time, everyone knew that there was an Emperor Realm Expert within the Tri-Floral Sanctuary, but none had seen her.
Now that they saw her with their own eyes, all of their faces reflected a mix of reverence and curiosity.
“Emperor Realm Expert!”
A look of solemnity flitted across Chen Xiaotian's face as he exchanged glances with Shu Ya.
“The Phoenix Feather Empress is indeed in the Tri-Floral Sanctuary. Master, we must be careful now. Although she has not fully recovered, she is, after all, an Emperor Realm Expert,” said Shu Ya with a grave face, his gaze fixed unwaveringly on the Phoenix Feather Empress.
Chen Xiaotian huffed softly, speaking in a low voice, “So what if she's an Emperor Realm Expert? Even Emperor Realm Experts must be reasonable.”
Shu Ya shook his head, saying, “She is the Phoenix Feather Empress…”
He only said half of what he meant, leaving the rest unsaid.
The Phoenix Feather Empress was not just any empress; she and they had a significant history of conflict.
In truth, Shu Ya had had a bad feeling upon arriving. Everyone said there was an Emperor Realm Expert in the Tri-Floral Sanctuary, but no matter what, Shu Ya never expected that this expert would truly be the Phoenix Feather Empress.
What kind of virtue and ability did the Tri-Floral Sanctuary possess to warrant the Phoenix Feather Empress taking up their cause?
Watching Yang Zhen, who showed no signs of worry, Shu Ya snorted coldly and declared, “Phoenix Feather, do you really wish to provoke a war between the magical and demon paths?”
At these words, everyone drew in a sharp breath. Such an act was something a demon cultivator was truly capable of doing.
Everyone knew of the demon cultivators' ambitious and wild nature. Currently, they were merely cleansing the surrounding areas, seeking a place to establish themselves in the main realm. If the Phoenix Feather Empress intervened and the demon cultivators erupted violently, it could very well trigger another holy war.
Nobody knew whether any demon cultivators had come to the main realm or not. Should a holy war start, it would be a disaster that decimates life.
All eyes, filled with anxiety, turned towards the Phoenix Feather Empress. The Phoenix Feather Empress frowned slightly, her expression calm as she regarded Shu Ya without a word. Yet, it was clear to everyone that she would not concede.
Chen Xiaotian burst into hearty laughter, looking at the Phoenix Feather Empress and said, “You wouldn't dare. Phoenix Feather Empress, although you're a dignified Emperor Realm Expert, you wouldn't dare initiate a holy war. Once you're entangled in cause and effect, it would be a major inconvenience, and it might even lead to fatal consequences for you.”
After hearing this, Yang Zhen's face showed a dumbfounded expression. In surprise, he turned to the Nine Dragons Saint and asked, “Is that so? Emperor Realm Experts can't get involved in cause and effect?”
This was indeed a very strange situation. Yang Zhen had never dealt with Emperor Realm Experts, and he was unaware of the cosmic order and laws they might confront. Under such laws, even the mightiest would be mere insects; these matters were not just talk.
Nine Dragons Saint showed a hint of indignant expression on his face and, upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, gave a wry smile, saying, “All things in heaven and earth, who can escape the cycle of karma and causality? Emperor Realm Experts are not incapable of being tainted by karma. It's just that the matter of a sacred battle is of great significance. Once stirred by an Emperor Realm Expert, the involvement would be magnified infinitely.”
The cheap cat at the side curled his lip and said, “Kid, Emperor Realm Experts are no longer ordinary practitioners. Their true power is inseparably connected to the laws and order of the universe. Karma is a troublesome thing, and no Emperor Realm Expert wants to get involved in such severe karma.”
Yang Zhen turned to look at Phoenix Feather Empress and indeed saw a look of hesitation on her face.
It wasn't that the Phoenix Feather Empress intended to stand by idly. The whole affair was set off by Yang Zhen stealing the Demon Pattern Origin, and Yang Zhen had done it for the sake of the Phoenix Feather Empress.
The cycle of karma, as Nine Dragons mentioned, already involved the Phoenix Feather Empress. She couldn't possibly stay out of it.
The Phoenix Feather Empress's hesitation was probably because she was considering how to handle this matter.
Chen Xiaotian's face bore a confident expression, looking like someone who deserved a beating no matter how one looked at it.
Yang Zhen sneered, walked up beside the Phoenix Feather Empress, and said to the group of demonic cultivators, “Who was it again? Oh, the guy who plays with the prawn, you're really full of yourself. Just for a Demon Pattern Origin, you want to start a sacred battle. Do you think those who die because of the sacred battle are fools?”
Saying this, Yang Zhen strode forward, grinned, and said, “Come on, isn't it just a sacred battle? The Phoenix Feather Empress doesn't care to start one. Since you all don't intend to start, let this Sao Saint do it!”
Boom–!
A violent power burst from Yang Zhen's body, and the entire heavens and earth were stirred by a dark golden surge of energy. Suddenly, the winds changed, and the demon Qi looming over the Tri-Floral Sanctuary was thoroughly shaken.
Hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone was shocked, especially seeing the terrifying surge of energy erupting from him, alarming everyone so much that their faces showed horror.
A flash of surprise crossed the Phoenix Feather Empress's face as she softly called out, “Yang Zhen, you mustn't!”
Yang Zhen laughed heartily, waves rolling in his laughter, waved his hand without looking back, and said, “What's there to stop? I already cannot be accommodated by heaven and earth. Why not start another sacred battle–damn it, all of you back off a moment. Didn't you want to start a sacred battle? Come on.”
The terrifying energy waves churned like a reversed river, and the entire sky seemed enveloped by Yang Zhen's Qi, as endless waves of energy surged violently and scattered the demon Qi to the four winds.
Yang Zhen himself was never afraid of demon Qi corruption. Even though a part of his Spirit Soul power had been devoured by the Puppet Demon, it still weighed two pounds more than others when measured. Now, fully unleashed, his power was vast as the ocean, instantly enveloping everyone present.
Such was Yang Zhen, like a war god, his body's protective Qi shining with bursts of golden light, creating a crackling sound in his bones as he grew taller by a measure.
The Star Spring Sword in his hand sang out, and all at once, every other sword in people's hands seemed to sense the breath of a natural predator, crying mournfully.
Chen Xiaotian's face flickered with uncertainty, as he instinctively stepped back, clearly equally frightened by the prospect of a sacred battle.
Seeing Yang Zhen's arrogance, Chen Xiaotian couldn't stand it and shouted somewhat blusterously, “Yang Zhen, don't be too arrogant. With just you, you're trying to incite a sacred battle between the two major camps of the demon path; who do you think you are?”
Shu Ya's face also revealed a sneering expression, staring at Yang Zhen and saying, “Kid, hearing those words come from your mouth is simply laughable. I've long felt you were too presumptuous. Now you even want to start a sacred battle. On what basis?”
“On what basis?”
Yang Zhen's face bore a smile that was not quite a smile, his whole body shook, and the space around him suddenly exploded. Terrifying currents of void turbulence surged wildly in all directions, and in the midst of the roiling energy waves, a great part of the demon Qi was devoured.
“Just on this basis, is that enough?”
The sudden burst stunned the onlookers so much that their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, utterly astonished.
Chen Xiaotian and Shu Ya both cried out in unison, “Emperor Skill, impossible!”
Chapter end
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