Chapter 134  : Chapter 134  : The Legend Already Exists in the Martial World

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All the Golden Core Stage Practitioners boiled with activity.

The treasures Yang Zhen held looked extremely precious. Even in the shanggeng Mirror World, assembling such an array of exclusive treasures was practically impossible.

Certainly, the Shanggeng Mirror World might contain such bountiful treasures, but with numerous people and vast terrains, coming across one was already a divine boon, tricky to find let alone amass.

Yang Zhen was chasing a Nascent Soul Stage Practitioner. No matter how one looked at the situation, Yang Zhen seemed absurd, but after one impulsive Golden Core Stage Practitioner began to trail him, the others didn’t give it much thought and started to tail him, too.

Although Yang Zhen was powerful, he was just a Golden Core Stage Practitioner. With a Nascent Soul Stage Practitioner present, Yang Zhen was doomed—he was sure to die of exhaustion!

Boom!

The explosive power of several dozen Golden Core Stage Practitioners was terrifyingly substantial. Waves of True Essence concealing the sun and sky simultaneously rushed towards Yang Zhen, blocking him before he could leave. The middle-aged practitioner, on hearing Yang Zhen’s words and turning back to look, was immediately startled. His heart was also filled with irrepressible rage.

F*ck, you have this many treasures and you’re still fighting with me over a single radish – you’re definitely nuts!

“It’s your word. A promise is a promise!”

The middle-aged practitioner spun around mid-air in a perfect arc, manically pursuing Yang Zhen.

When Yang Zhen saw the middle-aged practitioner coming back, he was overjoyed—indeed, greed kills.

At this time, the Golden Core Stage Practitioners descended on Yang Zhen with a coordinated attack, wordlessly launching all kinds of cultivation methods and martial skills. A tumultuous surge of True Essence filled the air, and was obviously intended to take Yang Zhen’s life.

Yang Zhen only eyed the middle-aged practitioner. These Golden Core Stage Practitioners couldn’t even provoke a twitch from the Golden Pill.

So that he could have a satisfying confrontation with the Nascent Soul Stage practitioner, Yang Zhen’s Dayan Wind and Thunder Sword abruptly exploded in his hand. A fearsome thunderstorm was blotting out the sun and sky. Within the surge of thunder, dragon-like roars erupted and dozens of Golden Core Stage practitioners were enveloped in an instant.

Boom!

The True Essence in Yang Zhen’s body was now fully in an uproar. The might of his sword was as radiant as the sun, leaving those Golden Core Stage Practitioners no time to dodge. More than a few plummeted from mid-air.

The middle-aged practitioner was just about to reach Yang Zhen. But witnessing this horrifying scene, he was immediately taken aback, almost bulging his eyes. He turned and bolted.

“Damn it—come back!”

“Only a fool would return!” The middle-aged practitioner was breaking out in cold sweat as he was running so fast that Yang Zhen could hardly keep him in sight.

This guy was definitely not a typical Golden Core Stage Practitioner. No Golden Core Stage Practitioner could possibly possess such a terrifying True Essence and that sword, it had touched upon the meaning of Sword Dao; it was a symbol of one’s martial skills being integrated to perfection.

It seemed that the unusual character of Yang Zhen could only belong to a disciple of a Great Sect or even a descendant of a Cave Heaven Blessed Land Moreover, with so many treasures in his possession, he must be a standout among the Great Sect’s disciples-a genius as per the world’s gossip.

Such existences weren’t something an ordinary practitioner could mess with. Even those who dared, eventually, ended up offending a Great Sect or the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, leaving them in a desperate situation.

With these thoughts in mind, the middle-aged practitioner picked up more speed. He didn’t even have to use the Snake Skin Movement, and he ran in a straight line so swiftly, Yang Zhen had trouble keeping up.

The surviving Golden Core Stage Practitioners watched Yang Zhen in terror, and wouldn’t dare chase him again.

Are they joking? Yang Zhen killed a large group of Golden Core Stage Practitioners with a single stroke, just as easily as cooking dumplings. Could someone like that be killed from exhaustion?

Yang Zhen didn’t expect his one stroke to actually make things worse But he had little choice. These Golden Core Stage Practitioners were too problematic, power in numbers, bullying a single person. If his boat capsized in the digging of the canal while he fought the Nascent Soul Stage Expert, that would be a tad shameful.

Seeing the middle-aged practitioner fleeing for his life, it was clear that some treasures weren’t enough to trick him. A lightbulb went off in Yang Zhen’s head, and he removed his disguise.

“I am Yang Zhen!”

His voice rolled out like a rainbow, sweeping the sky and causing the remaining Golden Core Stage practitioners, who changed their colors at his words, to scatter.

The middle-aged practitioner was on the brink of losing his footing and falling from the sky. He turned back and glared at Yang Zhen, roaring, “Yang Zhen I knew it was you, you bastard! Wait for me! I saved up those crystals for 20 ’ years. 20 years!”

“Then come and take them back!”

“Pah, do you think I’m a fool? I… I’ll wait another twenty years!”

Yang Zhen looked dumbfounded as the middle-aged practitioner slipped away and he made up his mind to practice his movement skills even harder If he could beat his opponent, he would fight; if not, he would run. Whoever had the fastest speed was the king in this era, regardless of strength or size.

Sky Crossing Void was certainly a high-angle move, but Yang Zhen put too httle effort into it. Limited by his Golden Core Stage cultivation, he couldn’t even catch up with the middle-aged practitioner, which really annoyed him!

Just then, an angry roar rang out, “Yang Zhen! You’re here! Give me back mv spiritual stones!”

Boom!

The ground suddenly split open, and a figure rushed out from underground, holding a long knife. The person and the knife fused into a raging wave, forming a gigantic blade that charged towards Yang Zhen.

“Another Nascent Soul Stage Expert!”

More and more people rushed towards his direction, and they all reveled in Yang Zhen’s predicament when they saw him battling a Nascent Soul Stage Expert. 6

“That jerk Yang Zhen has finally gotten himself into some real trouble Now that he’s being pursued by a Nascent Soul Stage Expert, he’s definitely going to

“He better not die. I still have ten thousand spiritual stones in his hands, I have to get them back, even if he doesn’t refund me.”

“Should we join forces? He seems to have a lot of good stuff on him.”

As the practitioners arrived later, they began to discuss and increasingly closed in on Yang Zhen.

The Golden Core Stage practitioners, who had been deterred by Yang Zhen’s sword, held back their words and watched with glee at the people rushing up. These people dared to rush into the fight between Yang Zhen and the Nascent Soul Stage Expert, it’s no different from courting death.

Sure enough, as these people got within the range of Yang Zhen and that long knife Nascent Soul Stage Expert, Yang Zhen suddenly swung his sword down. The violent True Essence rolled up, transforming into countless blade auras, and furiously rushed towards the giant blade.

Boom!

The thunderous sound echoed as the energy waves of Yang Zhen and the long knife Nascent Soul Stage Expert collided, instantly blowing away a group of Golden Core Stage practitioners.

“Impossible! You’re a Golden Core Stage practitioner, how do you possess such terrifying power?”

The long knife Nascent Soul Stage Expert shouted in shock, looking at Yang Zhen with disbelief.

Yang Zhen ignored the long knife Nascent Soul Stage Expert and gazed intently at the ground from where the expert emerged, laughing heartily.

“There’s a realm within a realm in here, there must be something good! Don’t go, wait for me to go in and check, then well fight, don’t go, don’t go!”

Boom!

A terrifying energy wave erupted from Yang Zhen, and he shot towards the realm within a realm underground like a cannonball.

Not far away, the middle-aged practitioner wiped his sweat and felt a great sense of relief as he glanced at the stunned long knife Nascent Soul Stage Expert, a laughter starting to rise within him.

What a moron! Instead of hiding when he heard Yang Zhen’s voice, he rushed out looking for trouble. He totally deserved this!

The long knife Nascent Soul Stage Expert, taken aback that Yang Zhen was interested in good things even under these circumstances, hurriedly followed him into the realm within a realm.

Inside the realm within a realm, a chaotic scene began to unfold. “No good, it’s Yang Zhen! That bastard’s here! Quickly hide the stuff, we’re not giving him anything even if it gets damaged!”

Yang Zhen appeared in front of everyone. “Seems like, the world already has legends about me!” he happily exclaimed.

Everyone’s lips twitched but they secretly closed ranks, surrounding Yang

Meanwhile, a gloomy-looking young man said to a young female fellow apprentice, “Go, call for the Elder, tell him Yang Zhen is here!”