Chapter 378: Chapter 385: Slaying the Tribulation! (Second

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“Hahaha, kiddo, how come I don’t believe what you just said?” The Scoundrel Cat disregarded the crowd all around the mountain, saying incredulously: “What do you mean by misunderstanding my entrance? Do you think you can suppress my flair as soon as you come on stage?”

All eyes turned towards the source of the voice, and behind a gigantic boulder, Yang Zhen’s muffled voice could be heard: “Should I use the hero Xiao’s entrance BGM, or should I use the God of Gamblers’ card-flipping BGM?”

“What’s a BGM?” The Scoundrel Cat asked curiously: “Sounds like something tasty.”

Yang Zhen seemed to have not heard the Cat’s question. He shook his head: “No, Hero Xiao’s BGM is more appropriate for battle entrances, and the BGM of God of Gamblers is only impactful during a kill shot. Neither is suitable here. Let me think. I refuse to believe there isn’t a suitable BGM.”

On top of Flower Face Mountain, everyone looked blankly at the giant boulder. There was no doubt that Yang Zhen and his friends were behind it. But everyone was confused about what BGM Yang Zhen was looking for. Why hadn’t he appeared yet?

Hua Youyue and Dao Fool looked at each other, a trace of concern coming onto their faces as they slowly put away the sacred weapons in their hands, silently standing still.

One with unrivalled beauty, and the other with slender, enviable legs, the two women were the pride of heaven yet they waited silently for the man who was about to appear from behind the stone.

Yue Yufeng’s face turned bitter green and red as she glared at the direction where Yang Zhen was, a sneer flashing across her face.

Old Ghost Bai and Zuo Jianglei exchanged a look, sneered, and seemed content.

“This Yang Zhen really doesn’t know how dangerous the situation is. Now, all these Tribulation Crossing Period powerhouses have come for him… He’s looking for trouble by being so presumptuous.”

“What does it matter how he makes his entrance? In the end, he will still have to submit under the power of the Tribulation Crossing Period powerhouses and beg for mercy.”

“Yang Zhen’s sins are unfathomable, with thousands of souls waiting for him in Hades. How can he get away with being so brazen?”

“I actually want to see how he’ll make his entrance and deal with that detestable Scoundrel Cat.”

All the practitioners scattered around the mountain fixed their gaze on the giant boulder, waiting for Yang Zhen’s entrance.

No matter how Yang Zhen made his appearance, the situation was currently controlled by Tribulation Crossing Period powerhouses. Given these circumstances, what tricks could Yang Zhen possibly play?

Just as everyone was bewildered, a humming sound suddenly rang out from behind the boulder. Numerous founts of energy gathered in the air, forming strange symbols.

Each symbol was square and upright, exuding an infinite aura. As the celestial phenomenon erupted, sounds like celestial chants rolled in all directions.

Boom-!

The boulder Yang Zhen was hiding behind burst into pieces. The loud noise was deafening, startling everyone.

Through the dust flying around, a figure emerged. Alone and mysterious, he looked like a demon that had just crawled up from the underworld.

Yang Zhen appeared, dressed and with a cloak flapping behind him. On his shoulder, he carried a giant sword that was as big as a door. He took a step forward and started walking up the mountain.

At the same time, the strange symbols formed by the congregated enthusia in the air began to radiate intense energy. A voice as though it came from the heavens above echoed in everyone’s ears.

“How lonely… How lonely it is to be invincible!”

“How empty… How empty it is to be invincible!”

Yang Zhen walked step by step towards the mountain. The gigantic sword, the Great Missing Sword, was casting a dull glow. The breeze blew against Yang Zhen, rustling his clothes and hair.

“All alone at the peak amidst the freezing wind…”

Another clear, resonant voice echoed, causing all practitioners on Flower Face Mountain to freeze in disbelief, staring blankly at Yang Zhen. He looked up, scanned the crowd, cracked a bright smile, with a clang, he hammered his Great Missing Sword into the ground.

“Who can understand my loneliness!”

The sound gradually faded, the cold wind slowly dissipated, and Yang Zhen, armed with the Great Missing Sword, appeared next to everyone. He looked nonchalantly at ease, exuding a sense of desolate absurdity, as if he truly were invincible in the world and had become lonely as a result.

Damn, is this bastard poisonous or what?

Only a crafty base-born like Yang could come up with such an entrance.

A group of men sneered relentlessly, looking disdainfully at Yang Zhen. They tried to share the sentiment but suddenly became as uncomfortable as if they had swallowed a repugnant toad.

All around, numerous women watched Yang Zhen spellbound, whether they were in relationships or not. Even older women watched him with shining eyes, looking as if they couldn’t wait to pounce right on him.

“Damn!”

Many of the men lowered their heads, staring blankly at the lush grass underfoot and doubting their life choices. What were women these days thinking?

“Dig that weed!” The sarcastic cat’s voice suddenly emerged, excitedly circling around Yang Zhen, looking up at him with a look of admiration and speaking with arrow-sharp urgency, “Kid you’re the absolute devil, 666! This kind of entrance is revolutionary, the likes of which I’ve never heard of. Quick, teach me, I also want to make such an entrance next time. It’s flipping amazing!”

Yang Zhen glanced at the sarcastic cat, his eyes filled with a sense of loneliness. He blinked and said, “Damn, I got too into the role!”

“Impertinence!”

Yue Yufeng gave a cold snort, pointed at Yang Zhen with trembling fingers, and said with vehement criticism, “Outrageous, just outrageous! Numerous Tribulation Crossing Period seniors are present, you, a junior, are too arrogant. Yang Zhen, you are probably unaware of the catastrophe that is about to befall you!”

Yang Zhen looked at Yue Yufeng with surprise, then turned to ask Hua Youyue, “Who’s this old witch?”

Hua Youyue had soundless laughter dancing in her eyes, as she watched Yang Zhen without blinking and shook her head, saying, “I don’t know. Just a senior named Yue Yufeng, I think.”

“Oh,” Yang Zhen drew out the word, shook his head, and said, “Never heard of her. I do know a Luo Yufeng though. Are the two of you related?”

“Who is this Luo Yufeng? I don’t know any Luo Yufeng. Yang Zhen, considering you’re a young practitioner with decent talent, it’s not easy to cultivate. Spill everything you know and remove whatever treasures you have on you. I can plead for mercy on your behalf from everyone here. You might even be spared from death!”

Yang Zhen made a surprised sound, looked at Yue Yufeng and said, “So it seems that you lot, who came looking for this Sao Saint, didn’t come with a death wish for me?”

Yue Yufeng furrowed her brow, spoke coldly saying, “Of course there’s no death wish. Why do you ask?”

Yang Zhen nodded approvingly,”So that means, if I tell you everything I know and hand over the Ascension Order and other Heaven and Earth Treasures, I can safely leave?”

Yue Yufeng looked at Yang Zhen with doubt, furrowed her brow and exchanged glances with Old Ghost Bai and Zuo Jianglei before saying, “I can promise you that.”

This would naturally be the best outcome. Everyone present knew the truth. The chatter about Yang causing upheaval and committing unforgivable crimes was all nonsense.

No one wanted to carry a ticking time bomb. They would rather kill Yang right there on the Flower Face Mountain than live in constant fear.

“Damn it!” Yang Zhen suddenly glared, looked around and said, “What’s all this talk about seniors and juniors? After all this ruckus, you’re not here to fight me but to rob me? Why didn’t you just say so? I, Sao Saint, would have given you what you wanted. Why cause such a huge scene and get my hopes up? Come on, I have the Ascension Order right here. If you want it, you’ll have to ask my Great Sword first!”

A crowd of people was dumbfounded, looking at Yang Zhen who was itching for a fight even after Yue Yufeng had given him an out.

“Yang Zhen, you…you’re asking for death?”

“Ask your damn self!”

“Scoundrel!”

“Scour your damn self!”

Boom !

Yang Zhen exploded all of a sudden and charged at Yue Yufeng, “A bunch of sanctimonious idiots came looking for Sao Saint.. Doesn’t Sao Saint deserve some respect? If this gets around, how can I show my face in the Dirty Detachment Gang? You want to give me trouble just because your cultivation level is higher? Today, Sao Saint wants to kill some Tribulation Crossers!”