Chapter 86  : Chapter 086: A Sky-shocking Sword

The celestial fairy sister in the sky didn’t respond, which made Yang Zhen somewhat bored!

Boom!

A dazzling golden light suddenly erupted from Yang Zhen, endless Yuan energy surged wildly, forming a funnel above his head, diving into his skull, passing through his meridians, and merging into his Dantian.

In the next moment, a strong vitality emerged within Yang Zhen. Within the span of a few breaths, his damaged meridians had completely recovered, expanding to more than double their original width, similar to his spiritual root.

The restoration of the Dantian took a bit longer. After a few more breaths, not only had Yang Zhen fully recovered, but he had also broken through to the ninth level of the Minor Mahayana Phase, only a step away from the Golden Core Stage.

In the sea of spirits, the storm of Qi shattered heaven and earth. As the world was being reshaped, a cloud of stars in the sky above the sea of spirits exploded with a terrifying light that enveloped the entire world.

A feeling of incredible satisfaction made Yang Zhen almost unable to resist howling to the sky. Only by expressing his emotions this way could he express the joy in his heart.

Even the little sapling in the sea of spirits, which had shown no signs of growth, had produced a new leaf, making it three in total.

If a person’s body was considered a world, then Yang Zhen had undergone a tremendous change. Within the mysterious wave of Yuan energy in the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower, under the effect of the hundred shattered core crystals, Yang Zhen had been reborn.

His spiritual root, which was already top-notch, had not only grown in size but was also radiating golden light. Had it not been a special spiritual root, Yang Zhen could have pulled it out and eaten it with hot sauce!

The following day left Yang Zhen completely exhausted.

Too many treasures from heaven and earth were floating in the air, and the treasures from the six realms were still searching for their master. Yang Zhen continuously selected treasures until his storage ring could no longer fit any more. He then reluctantly glanced at the coffin.

The woman in the coffin was too beautiful. Yang Zhen couldn’t think of any words to describe her beauty. Her tranquility had a hint of purity that made it impossible not to look at her. It seemed that a single glance could tarnish this woman who didn’t belong to the Three Realms.

The stunning woman had her eyes closed, as if she had gone to sleep. Her finely crafted hands were crossed on her chest. Yang Zhen looked at her twice, and his heart was filled with peace. He didn’t have any other thoughts, as if the entire world had fallen into silence.

That feeling scared Yang Zhen. He didn’t like this kind of peaceful attitude.

“Hehe, no wonder she’s a fairy sister. A single look could make one attain Buddhahood. I can’t afford to provoke her,” he said.

Yang Zhen tried everything, but he couldn’t move the coffin at all. In the end, he cleaned out his storage ring and tried to put the coffin into it. However, it was useless. In the end, he had no choice but to put his items back into the storage ring.

Sitting on the Thunderbolt Sword, leaning against the coffin, Yang Zhen said, “Don’t worry, fairy sister. When I’ve become more powerful, I’ll split this crappy Nine Realms Exquisite Tower in half with one sword stroke and save you.”

As he said this, Yang Zhen turned his head to the woman, patted the coffin, and continued. “Don’t worry, I can’t open this coffin now. Or else, I’d give you a kiss to see if that could wake you. In our hometown, that’s how we save princesses. But no, no, you’re too beautiful. You’re harder to save than a princess. Maybe I’d have to kiss you twice.”

“Alright, I’m going now. Wait for me to come back and save you. Goodbye!”

Yang Zhen stood up and dusted himself off. Just as he was about to ride his sword off, a loud bang exploded in his head. He screamed and fell from mid-air, landing on the ground in an odd position with his butt sticking up and his chin touching the ground. He passed out without moving a muscle.

When he regained consciousness, Yang Zhen was stunned to find himself in a primitive wilderness.

The endless grey-green land stretched out to the horizon. The sky was grey and full of dim stars. Gigantic trees touched the sky. The pervasive essence of the wilderness permeated the air, making the whole world seem solemn and desolate.

Yang Zhen stared blankly at the infinite sky. The ancient, desolate, and imposing majesty made him feel incredibly small.

It seemed that in this world, he was as insignificant as an ephemeral mayfly.

Under the starry sky, a woman in white drifted in the air as gracefully as an immortal. The long sword in her hand radiated a bright glow. Its powerful aura was so intense that it was impossible to look directly at it.

“Fairy sister?” Yang Zhen exclaimed happily, wanting to rush forward, only to find his body completely immobile, a fact that stunned him.

The next moment, his eyes widened abruptly, and his goosebumps erupted.

The stunning woman casually swung her hand, and the water-colored long sword in her hand suddenly emitted a terrifying wave capable of destroying the heavens and earth, making the entire world suddenly become turbulent with winds and clouds.

Endless waves converged in mid-air, thunder rolled, the heavens and the earth trembled, and all things in the world trembled under this sword.

Boom!

The water-colored long sword was slowly swung down, the heavens and earth exploded, a light of world-destroying power directly pierced the sky, shattering endless space, annihilating the void, and all things in the heavens and earth where it passed, turned into void and disappeared.

Where Yang Zhen’s gaze fell, stars perished, the earth was split apart, endless mountains collapsed, rivers were blocked, and the rumbling reached the ends of the heavens and earth.

This sword’s might could actually cut through the heavens and earth!

Yang Zhen dully watched the incredible sight before him, his mind felt like it was being hammered continuously, causing an unbearable headache.

The immense pressure made Yang Zhen bent and hunched, sweat as big as beans turned into streams flowing down his cheeks. Yang Zhen’s forehead throbbed, his gaze was dazed. The might of the sword lingered in his mind and he could not make it disappear.

After who knew how long, Yang Zhen woke up in a daze, and saw only tall weeds in his line of sight. He had actually exited the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower.

Yang Zhen jumped in shock, hastily surveyed his surroundings, and only let out a sigh of relief after seeing that no one was around.

It would be disastrous for his reputation as Sao Saint if someone were to see him in such distress.

After Yang Zhen sneaked away from the Nines Realm Exquisite Tower, he stole two sets of clothes halfway and finally made it back to Flame City.

He couldn’t go into the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower anymore, nor did he want to. His fairy sister was too terrifying inside… One sword could destroy the heavens and earth. Yang Zhen never thought that human power could reach such a level.

The fairy sister’s single sword, regardless of what realm it belonged to, was now embedded deeply in Yang Zhen’s spirit sea, capable of being learned and used at any time.

But Yang Zhen knew better, if he were to recklessly use such a powerful sword technique as his current self, he would probably destroy himself before he could cleave the heavens and earth apart.

That terrifying Yuan qi fluctuation, not even a Minor Mahayana Phase Practitioner could talk about it, even if the strongest Nascent Soul Stage Expert he had met so far were to use it, he could not bring out one ten-thousandth of its power. Otherwise, the outcome would be the same, self-destruction and death.

After entering Flame City, Yang Zhen originally wanted to ask what was going on, what happened in the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower, how the tri-nation trial was going, but he did not expect to hear news of someone proposing to Hua Youyue.

Upon hearing this news, Yang Zhen immediately became furious!

What audacious scoundrel dared to hit on a frosty and elegant lady like Hua Youyue?

Sitting in the tea shop, Yang Zhen pricked up his ears, his eyes growing wider the more he heard. Learning that the instigator was actually the national diviner of Dajiang Country, he quietly stood up and left.

What about the national diviner of Dajiang Country?

Could the national diviner of Dajiang Country arbitrarily matchmake?

If Hua Youyue were to be married off to Dajiang Country, who would take him on overseas adventures?

This wouldn’t do!