Chapter 145  : Chapter 145  : Blood Refining Dragon Elephant

Hearing Yang Zhen refuse the Path of Dust Blood Great Sage left a thousand gathered practitioners shocked and horrified.

“Has Yang Zhen gone mad? He’s turning down the Path of Dust Blood Great Sage?”

“Not rejecting, more like undeserving! Only practitioners of Void Cultivation Stage can barely touch the edge of the Path. He is only at Nascent Soul Stage, it would be too much for him, even if he desired it.”

“Not necessarily. What makes the Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills of Dust Blood Great Sage so sought after? Because this skill is a path in itself. It is rumored that among the great thousands, there are only countable Cultivation Methods that enable one to realize the Path before reaching the Void Cultivation Stage. The Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills is one of them.” “What?” Everyone was taken aback by these words and asked in envy, “Can one achieve enlightenment by cultivating the Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills?”

Everyone greedily looked at Yang Zhen upon the peak, including the three powerful Void Cultivation practitioners.

Void Cultivation practitioners can touch the edge of the Path, but enlightenment is far from easy. Unless there is a great inheritance, even a Void Cultivation practitioner could only rarely reach enlightenment. Moreover, they would need an incredible fate and opportunity to succeed.

Yang Zhen not only had the chance to attain enlightenment but also directly inherit the Path of Dust Blood Great Sage. Yet, he willingly gave it up?

For a while, everyone was dumbfounded, looking at Yang Zhen with a mix of shock and awe.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The chaotic energy in the sky rose and fell dramatically, reflecting with the energy bursting out from Yang Zhen.

A voice like the chanting of the heavens echoed through the sky. Everyone trembled, their facial expression revealing greed and excitement at the sight.

“It’s the sound of Path, Yang Zhen really did receive the Path of Dust Blood Great Sage!”

“Impossible, with Yang Zhen at Nascent Soul Stage, how could he evoke such heavenly chanting?”

“Yang Zhen is utterly shameless! Despite his words of renunciation, he couldn’t resist provoking the chant, he’s playing coy after getting benefits.”

“This is Yang Zhen for you. Are you just realizing how shameless he is?”

In an instant, everyone was in an uproar, looking up at the turbulent chanting in the sky, their faces a mix of complexity, envy, and even jealousy as they stared at Yang Zhen.

Hua Youyue stood watching Yang Zhen, his blood-soaked body causing her concern.

For some reason, Yang Zhen’s playful yet resolute words resonated in her ears.

“I live, I exist, I don’t conform, I don’t go against nature, I am myself. I don’t need your Path!”

At that moment, despite being bloody, Yang Zhen projected an image of unwavering determination.

Looking at the bloodied yet still nonchalant Yang Zhen, a hint of obsession appeared in Hua Youyue’s eyes.

Was Yang Zhen really that stubborn deep down?

Others might have thought Yang Zhen was merely taking them for a ride, overly dramatic in his refusal of the hard-earned opportunity. He cut off the Path of Dust Blood Great Sage.

But when Hua Youyue heard it, her heart skipped a beat. She believed that if Yang Zhen said so, he would follow through.

Yang Zhen might be shameless and sometimes impulsive like a child. But in certain aspects, he possessed a distinct stubbornness and spirit.

Was this the real him?

The obsession in Hua Youyue’s eyes didn’t wane but grew.

This was a true man: one who would disregard heaven and earth for his own path.

At this moment, Yang Zhen abruptly lifted his head, staring at the terrifying spectacle in the sky, he roared, “Break!”

Boom!

The world shook, an earth-shattering wave of energy swept from the sky. Like an unstoppable force, it lifted a thick layer of the nearby ground.

The crowd was terrified, hastily activating their Cultivation Method to resist this monstrous wave of energy. As they wobbled, they stared at the peak, dumbfounded.

Atop the peak, the once confusing heavenly chant had disappeared!

“Oh my god, Yang Zhen…he really cut off his path!”

“The damned fool, he really cut off his path, such a precious opportunity, he just wasted it like this.”

“It’s over, from now on, I’m afraid the way of Dust Blood Great Sage is no more.”

“This bastard Yang Zhen, he doesn’t want it, nor does he let others want it, he simply committed a heinous crime.”

“Yang Zhen!” Patriarch Wang roared, his face twisting in anger.

Elder Qu and Elder Tie looked at each other and sighed simultaneously.

After this, even if they killed Yang Zhen, received the cultivation method of the Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills from his mouth, they could no longer inherit the way of the Dust Blood Great Sage.

Cutting off the path!

Yang Zhen actually destroyed the way of Dust Blood Great Sage!

Maddening, everyone was maddened.

If this were to get out, Yang Zhen might not be able to hold his ground on East Forest Island.

“Kid, you’re ruthless, you really cut off the path, it’s incredible. You look down on the Great Sage’s path. You want to cultivate your own path. You’re truly talented. My lord didn’t misjudge you.”

The cheap cat stared at Yang Zhen with a dumbfounded face. Seeing everyone being confused and completely stunned, it quietly tip-toed towards the three Void Cultivation Stage Practitioners. Not a sound was made as it stealthily approached them. However, the lewd stride of the cat, combined with the expression on its face, made it clear that it was up to no good.

At the top of the mountain, Yang Zhen took a deep breath and grinned.

“It’s still more relaxing like this, almost blew up my body!”

With that, Yang Zhen sat cross-legged in the endless blood waves, and shouted deeply: “Qi and blood, retreat!”

Hum!

In mid-air, the violent Qi and blood slowly turned into the purest energy of heaven and earth. It condensed behind him into a huge phantom that looked like both a dragon and an elephant. The blood waves rolled, but the phantom was even more elusive than the ones behind the Void Cultivation Stage Practitioners like Patriarch Wang. If one didn’t pay careful attention, they would not be able to see it.

Roar!

A dragon’s roar erupted from Yang Zhen’s body, and terrifying power surged out. The muscles and blood vessels inside Yang Zhen’s body all made deep drumming sounds, dense as if the earth was trembling.

By the time the Qi and blood was withdrawn, the wounds on Yang Zhen’s body had almost healed.

Feeling the violent power fluctuations within his body, Yang Zhen couldn’t help but be overjoyed.

The Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills were indeed extraordinary. They were worthy of being a saintly cultivation method. Even after being degraded back to the saintly level by Yang Zhen’s cutting off the path, they were still much stronger than the Ancient Elephant Thunder Body.

Given time, once Yang Zhen comprehends his own path, the level of power of this method could be beyond imagination!

The power within Yang Zhen at this time was almost five times more than before, and his physical strength had greatly increased.

Yang Zhen had named the physical condition he had cultivated by combining the Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills and the Ancient Elephant Thunder Body as the Dragon Elephant Prison Shaking Body. With every breath, there would be a resounding rumble like thunder from a dragon or elephant’s roar. “No wonder so many people are looking for the Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills, this is simply the only way to Bodily Ascension to Saint!”

Yang Zhen muttered to himself. Of course, what he referred to as the Twelve Refining Blood Profound Skills should now be called the Dragon Elephant Prison Shaking Body.

Upon completing his training, Yang Zhen’s skin was smooth and translucent, emitting a wheat-like color. A series of violent powers were hidden, revealing no exaggerated muscles.

Feeling suddently cold, Yang Zhen looked down and his face instantly darkened. Lucky he didn’t hurriedly stand up, otherwise he’d expose his naked ass again.

After taking a deep breath, Yang Zhen playfully looked at the three Void Cultivation Stage Practitioners while getting dressed. His eyes widened in surprise.

Behind the three men, the cheap cat was sneakily approaching them. Its sly face left no doubt that it was up to something mischievous.

The poor three old men, Yang Zhen silently mourned for them for a second..