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Chapter 897: Chapter 923: This Is the Right Way to Make an Entrance

Chapter 897: Chapter 923: This Is the Right Way to Make an Entrance

Seven Circulation Phase powerhouses?

How impressive they look!

Yang Zhen sized up the seven formidable figures descending from the sky, not recognizing a single one. However, Yang Zhen loved making friends the most. He grinned and called out, “Hello there!”

All seven Circulation Phase experts were of advanced years and clearly didn’t think Yang Zhen was greeting them amicably. One of the elders clad in red glanced at Wan Quan, who had been seriously injured, and harrumphed before asking, “Sect Leader Wan, how did you end up in such a sorry state?”

A flush of mortified anger crossed Wan Quan’s face as he pointed at Yang Zhen and said, “Elder Ma, this young man is not to be underestimated. I request you all to kill him for me.”

The red-clad Elder Ma’s face flashed with a look of contempt as he looked at Yang Zhen and said, “He’s just a Circulation Phase youngster, a mere disciple of some Sacred Land that’s popped out of nowhere, surely this doesn’t warrant such a grand mobilization? Sect Leader Wan, if you can’t provide us with a satisfactory explanation today, you should be clear on the consequences.”

It was obvious that including Elder Ma in red, none of those who had come took Yang Zhen seriously.

A Circulation Phase ‘Sacred Land’ disciple, wanting to subdue a small sect leader like Wan Quan, could accomplish the task in a matter of minutes. However, facing the Circulation Phase, even if an elder from the same phase were to confront him, Yang Zhen would not be able to handle it.

It seemed ludicrous to everyone present that Wan Quan had asked for the assistance of seven Circulation Phase experts. Without a perfect explanation, even if Yang Zhen didn’t kill Wan Quan, Wan Quan wouldn’t live to see the moon tonight.

Seeing the aura of the seven Circulation Phase experts, everyone around felt a chilling silence and looked on, astonished at the unfolding events, not even daring to breathe heavily.

Seven Circulation Phase experts, although it was unclear from where they had emerged, just these seven alone could already traverse Nether State multiple times over.

Who would dare to offend such beings?

Gou Shengtian was pale-faced, but Yang Zhen was genuinely surprised. The miserable old man, clutching his sword, began to tremble, yet his veins bulged with determination, clearly ready to fight to the death. Moreover, he subtly moved beside Yang Zhen, shielding him at his side.

What a good old man, why insist on putting on such a forbidding demeanor?

Yang Chen and Li Ruxue stood behind Gou Shengtian with swords in hand, motionless, their gaze sharp, especially Yang Chen, whose eyes sparkled with excitement.

To be excited at a time like this?

Worthy of someone Sao Saint has taken an interest in!

Yang Zhen grinned at Yang Chen, almost moving the boy to excited tears.

Everyone around held their breath and wore faces full of astonishment; the entire, no, at least half of White Cloud Mountain was silent, with only the gentle breeze, feeling welcoming like a spring day yet chilling to the bone at the same time.

At that moment, Wan Quan suddenly pointed at Yang Zhen and said, “Elder Ma, Yang Zhen is not a disciple of any Sacred Land; he is merely a disciple of the Shangyuan Sect present before us. He possesses this kind of power, and at such a young age, he’s already a Circulation Phase powerhouse. It’s evident that he has obtained quite a few fortuitous encounters recently. I even suspect that he may carry the heritage of a great saint.”

The heritage of a great saint?

Upon hearing that Yang Zhen was just a disciple of the Shangyuan Sect, the expressions of all seven Circulation Phase experts present changed, and they looked at Yang Zhen with surprise.

Yang Zhen’s face still wore an air of nonchalance, maintaining the same demeanor he had when greeting the seven Circulation Phase experts.

The red-clad Elder Ma approached Yang Zhen and frowned as he asked, “Young man, are you truly a disciple of the Shangyuan Sect?”

Hearing Elder Ma in red inquire this way, Yang Zhen realized that Elder Ma and the others knew about the Shangyuan Sect.

Indeed, it made sense. The Sword Servant Sect and the Shangyuan Sect were like water and fire, and since the Sword Servant Sect had sought their backing, they naturally had heard about the Shangyuan Sect.

Yang Zhen nodded and asked with a look of curiosity, “Senior comes from which Sacred Land?”

The red-clad elder laughed heartily and said, “Young man, you don’t need to know where we come from. How about this? You tell us the method to comprehend the heritage and power you possess, and we’ll overlook the past and forgive your great disrespect towards us. How about it?”

Hearing this, Gou Shengtian hesitated, regret showing on his face. Although it was a pity, if Yang Zhen handed over the items to these people, he could at least save his life.

Yang Zhen nodded and said, “Sure, that sounds like a good idea.”

A look of surprise flashed across Elder Ma’s face, evidently not expecting Yang Zhen to be so agreeable. But then he quickly realized that, on their side, they had seven Circulation Phase experts against the Shangyuan Sect, with only Yang Zhen himself barely able to fight them.

He who knows the times survives, a principle that holds true everywhere.

However, before Elder Ma’s smile could fully bloom, Yang Zhen stretched out his hand and continued, “Now, bring out everything you have. I can also forgive and forget, and give you a way out. After all, it’s not easy to crawl out of the ground.”

At these words, everyone around gasped, their faces a mix of shock and bewilderment as they looked at Yang Zhen.

Elder Ma’s smile gradually stiffened, his old face stretching long like a horse’s, as he stared at Yang Zhen with eyes flashing anger and said deliberately, “Young man, are you playing me?”

Yang Zhen nodded and said, “You’re right, old coot!”

Whoosh—!

Everyone was dumbfounded by Yang Zhen’s remark.

Yang Zhen, a Circulation Phase practitioner, had just insulted Elder Ma, a Circulation Phase expert just like him, right in front of six Circulation Phase powerhouses?

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And he did it so decisively and without beating around the bush, clearly indicating that this was not the first time Yang Zhen had done something like this.

Boom—!

As expected, the red-clad Elder Ma flew into a rage, and a surge of red flames erupted around him, filling the sky with fire as his aura skyrocketed to its peak. “Young man, I want to see where you got such confidence from, daring to insult me like this. Take action, capture this boy! I will let this youngster taste all the torments in the world.”

Boom, boom, boom!

Seven Circulation Phase powerhouses suddenly burst into waves of energy, sending the crowd into a frenzy of terrified screams as they desperately retreated.

Who would have thought that these strong warriors, all in the Circulation Phase, would break the mold and take on Yang Zhen seven-on-one, even attempting to capture him alive?

Red-robed Elder Ma’s face rippled with scorn, his heart clearly contemptuous of any so-called martial code of honor.

Why put in the effort for a one-on-one fight when the problem could be solved quickly?

Caught off guard by their behavior, Yang Zhen couldn’t help but admire their approach, viewing it as the true embodiment of a survival-of-the-fittest world for practitioners.

“You shameless old men, bullying the few with your numbers, believe it or not, I’ll call for help.”

Yang Zhen retreated, his face a perfect picture of shock and terror.

Clearly, Red-robed Elder Ma and the others relished this feeling, laughing heartily at Yang Zhen and taunting him, “Boy, go ahead and call, scream your lungs out, but on this vast Nether State continent, who could save you now?”

Yang Zhen’s eyes nearly bulged out, suspecting the old fellow of bluffing, but he had no proof.

Gou Shengtian, standing to the side, was nearly frantic with urgency, gripping his sword and ready to rush forward to fight to the death. Then, his expression froze as he caught Yang Zhen’s almost teasing smile. For some reason, he felt reassured.

It was precisely this kind of smile that preceded bad luck for others when shown by Yang Zhen.

With a strange look, Gou Shengtian glanced at Red-robed Elder Ma and the rest, his expression drastically changing. He leaned toward Yang Zhen and said, “Kid, it just hit me that Nether State land has recently seen the rise of a new Sacred Land, the so-called Great Springs Sacred Land, its power immense. They boast over a dozen Circulation Phase powerhouses and are known for their ruthless actions… You better leave the Shangyuan Sect.”

Great Springs Sacred Land?

Hearing this name, Yang Zhen was startled, as he had never heard of it.

As Red-robed Elder Ma and the others were about to charge at him, Yang Zhen wore a mocking smile and yelled, “Wait a minute!”

Red-robed Elder Ma and the group seemed in no rush, perhaps enjoying their control over the situation, looking down on Yang Zhen and saying, “Boy, the wise adapts to changing circumstances. If you’ve come to your senses, hand over your inheritance right away. If we’re pleased, we might let you live, giving you a chance for revenge.”

Yang Zhen nodded, identifying them as classic villains—indeed, very classic.

Seeing these people, Yang Zhen felt almost reluctant to kill them all.

Such entertaining souls were hard to come by.

Yang Zhen looked at Red-robed Elder Ma weakly and said, “This whole matter of inheritance, I really don’t care about it. Are you guys certain that today, seven of you will bully one junior?”

Red-robed Elder Ma frowned, staring at Yang Zhen and said, “Kid, my patience is limited. You have one chance!”

Yang Zhen took a deep breath and said, “So, you really intend for seven decrepit old men to bully one junior.”

“Impudent!”

Among the seven, a clearly irritable old man pointed his sword and shouted angrily, “Boy, you talk too much.”

Yang Zhen burst into laughter and said, “Damn it, I’ve already spoken so little, Sao Saint that I am. Wait, don’t leave; let’s see if I can keep you talking for three days and nights without sleep.”

“You…”

The irritable old man’s face turned a furious hue, and he charged toward Yang Zhen with rolling waves of energy—visibly shaking the hearts of the onlookers.

But Yang Zhen, now devoid of any fear on his face, looked up at the clouds in the sky, smirked, and said, “You lot seem addicted to watching this play. With so many old geezers picking on me, why don’t we turn the tables on them?”

What… what?

Hearing Yang Zhen’s words, the irritable old man suddenly halted midair, his caution habitual. Pointing his sword at the clouds, he demanded, “Who’s there?”

Someone was in the clouds?

Witnessing this scene, everyone instinctively looked up into the sky.

In the midst of the sky, misty energy surged tumultuously, like the waves of a vast sea, obscuring the view above.

No sooner had the irritable old man spoken than a mocking voice came, “Kid, do you really need to reveal your trump cards for such mediocre opponents?”

At the sound of the voice over the clouds, everyone present showed stunned expressions.

How advanced must one’s cultivation be to remain hidden in midair for so long without being detected?

It would have been one thing if the crowd had missed the presence, but even the seven Circulation Phase experts hadn’t noticed?

The eyes of all were on the irritable old man, who flew swiftly back to join Red-robed Elder Ma and the others, watching the clouds with a wary gaze.

A row of figures slowly appeared, particularly noteworthy were two, a shifty cat and a sneaky chicken, who astonishingly managed to walk defiantly through the air, earning Yang Zhen’s envy.

That was the proper way to make an entrance.

As everyone stood bewildered, the faces of Red-robed Elder Ma and his companions turned ashen as they cried out, “Celestial Phase!”

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…

The seven Circulation Phase warriors vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving Wan Quan alone, dumbstruck, watching the seven Circulation Phase experts disappear. His face was a picture of utter confusion.