Chapter 1426: Chapter 1453: The Emperor's Eyes Are Blown! Chapter 1426: Chapter 1453: The Emperor's Eyes Are Blown! “I simply cannot answer that question,” declared Sao Saint. “Even if the Phoenix Feather Empress of Su Emperor Palace clearly favors me, I mustn't respond to such inquiries.”
Should I answer, it would be like planting a seed of restlessness for the future. Am I someone who would so easily fall into a trap?
Yang Zhen's face revealed a trace of delighted surprise as he took a deep breath and gazed at the surrounding mountains.
“What lovely weather today, the scenery everywhere is so fine!”
The Phoenix Feather Empress of Su Emperor Palace watched in dumbfounded silence as Yang Zhen spontaneously composed poetry while heading deeper into the mountains. A peculiar expression appeared on her face, and after stamping her foot, she followed. She couldn't help but chuckle, as it seemed to her a great delight to see Yang Zhen at a disadvantage.
Only… This place's weather could hardly be described as 'fine scenery everywhere.'
A destructive aura lingered amidst the mountains; not just human practitioners, but even unenlightened animals refused to come here.
Within a hundred miles, there was scarcely any Heaven and Earth Qi. Partly this was due to the Eastern Desolation Emperor refining Heaven and Earth itself, but also because the entrance to the ruins of the Divine Demon Era was continuously devouring the surrounding Qi, causing an extreme scarcity here.
Yang Zhen swaggered deeper into the mountains, and the Phoenix Feather Empress of Su Emperor Palace quickly said, “Wait a moment.”
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen paused mid-step and turned to ask, “What's the matter?”
The Phoenix Feather Empress glared at Yang Zhen indignantly and said, “We are now approaching the entrance to the ruins of the Divine Demon Era. This area has been shrouded in a poisonous miasma all year round. One misstep, and you could fall into a dire situation from which there's no recovery.”
Yang Zhen laughed heartily, patted his chest, and said, “Such a potent poison, one that could even kill an Emperor Realm Expert?”
The Phoenix Feather Empress shook her head and replied, “It's not about being lethal to Emperor Realm Experts. This miasma can agitate the spirit of any creature, producing illusions. While not fatal, it's extremely troublesome. Some have been trapped within it for as long as ten years.”
Yang Zhen suddenly stopped, looking at the Phoenix Feather Empress with a bizarre expression. Just as he was about to speak, the voice of the Eastern Desolation Emperor suddenly rang out, “What, are you scared, boy?”
Scared?
Yang Zhen rolled up his sleeves, raised his middle finger to the sky, and declared, “There's nothing in this world that Sao Saint fears. It's just some miasma. Watch me break through it!”
With those words, Yang Zhen was about to stride into the miasma.
The Phoenix Feather Empress of Su Emperor Palace hastily pulled him back and said, “Why are you so impulsive? Others provoke you with just a few words, and you rush forward. This miasma is a remnant of the Divine Demon Era, it has been here for countless years. No one can easily break through it, nor has anyone understood what it truly is. If you go in and can't come out, what then?”
Yes, what if I can't come out?
The Divine Catastrophe is upon us; if I really get trapped, won't I have to face it there?
For Sao Saint to face it in there wouldn't be much of an issue, but the Phoenix Feather Empress can't wait. Her meridians continue to suffer damage, and if they aren't promptly healed, it could seriously affect her cultivation.
Tri-Floral Sanctuary has only two Emperor Realm Experts. The Eastern Desolation Emperor has returned to the East Sea, and who knows when he will arrive. Should the Divine Catastrophe come, Tri-Floral Sanctuary would still need to rely on the Phoenix Feather Empress.
So Yang Zhen decided…he couldn't wait any longer. He must go in as soon as possible and come out just as quickly.
Seeing the expression on Yang Zhen's face, the Phoenix Feather Empress was startled and quickly asked, “Yang Zhen, you can't possibly be…”
“Oh?” The tone of the Eastern Desolation Emperor was playful. He laughed heartily and mocked, “It seems you've made your decision, boy. Let me give you a heads up. I accidentally encountered a bit of this miasma a few days ago and almost made a grave mistake. With your level of cultivation, once you're affected, not to mention losing all your powers, being entangled with the causality of the Divine Demon Era would be burden enough for you.”
At this, the Eastern Desolation Emperor seemed amused and continued, “Let me guess how long you can last. One breath? Or two?”
The Phoenix Feather Empress turned pale and bit her lip, staying by Yang Zhen's side, but before she could utter a word, Yang Zhen stepped forward.
“No, no, no, today Saud Saint will show you what it means to be the favored son of Heaven and Earth.”
Saying so, Yang Zhen stepped in.
The Eastern Desolation Emperor laughed uproariously, with a tone of absurdity, “The favored son of Heaven and Earth? You are the first to make such a claim in my presence. I'd like to see how you are the favored son of this Emperor.”
The Empress of Su Emperor Palace opened her mouth but couldn't speak a word, watching as Yang Zhen stepped in, she hurriedly followed right behind him.
As soon as she entered, the Empress of Su Emperor Palace staggered, her face paled as her Spirit Soul seemed to have been struck by a powerful impact, her eyes becoming hazy.
At that moment, her body suddenly emitted a pink glow, enveloping the Empress of Su Emperor Palace within it.
Something resembling a pendant began to float slowly over the Empress's heart, shrouded in the pink light. The Empress regained a bit of clarity and, gritting her teeth, pushed the pendant towards Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen stood there as if in a trance, his expression blank, motionless, looking as though he were dead.
A soft exclamation came, with a note of surprise in the Emperor's voice, “Little girl, you actually have a Divine Treasure… What are you doing? This lad has already been eroded by poisonous miasma, there's no saving him. Even if you give him the Divine Treasure, it won't bring him back to life. It would be better for you to cooperate with this Emperor. The two of us, we could certainly turn the whole Divine Demon Ruins upside down.”
The Empress of Su Emperor Palace shook her head and said, “That's impossible, only I can use this Divine Treasure. Even you cannot maintain it for a moment.”
The Emperor pondered for a moment, sighed, and said, “Actually, this lad is not too bad. If he were a little more stable, I might barely consider taking him as my disciple. It's a pity, his character is too defiant, and he's too self-righteous… Little girl, stop now, or you'll lose your life as well.”
Towards the end, the Emperor exclaimed in shock, seemingly quite surprised by the Empress of Su Emperor Palace's actions.
The Empress of Su Emperor Palace looked deeply at Yang Zhen, gave a bitter smile, and said, “I can't hold on for very long either. Since I've followed Yang Zhen in here, I must ensure his safety, and… I can only place my hope in him.”
The Emperor harrumphed, his tone one of impatience, “You say even I can't last long, yet you place your hopes on Yang Xiaozi. Are you joking?”
The Empress of Su Emperor Palace paused, not continuing to speak, but instead pulled off the pendant and threw it onto Yang Zhen.
The Emperor let out a low cry.
At that moment, endless poisonous miasma surged towards the Empress of Su Emperor Palace, about to engulf her.
“Why bother, girl?”
The Emperor sighed, as if shaking his head in regret.
In this way, even he, the Emperor, would not be able to ensure the safety of the Empress of Su Emperor Palace.
The people of Su Emperor Palace cried out in unison, especially the old woman, who almost rushed forward with widened eyes.
But what use would there be in them rushing forward?
Just as the Empress of Su Emperor Palace had said, everyone could only place their improbable hopes on Yang Zhen.
But… could Yang Zhen do it?
Countless eyes fell on the petrified Yang Zhen, even the Emperor looked towards him.
Just as the pendant was about to land at Yang Zhen's feet, he suddenly moved.
Under everyone's gaze, Yang Zhen casually grabbed the pendant, flicked his hand, and the pendant traced a near-perfect arc in midair, landing flawlessly around the Empress of Su Emperor Palace's neck.
“Scram!”
A voice as if from the netherworld echoed.
The pervasive poisonous miasma receded like a tide.
“Damn!”
In midair, from a place unseen by the crowd, an exclamation rang out.
The entire heaven and earth seemed to shudder for a moment, revealing the extent of the Emperor's shock.
Chapter end
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