Chapter 150: This Old Man is Very Wicked (Fourth Update)

Everyone was staring at Yang Zhen in stunned silence, and the only sound at the foot of the mountain was the coming and going of the gentle wind.

With just one punch, Yang Zhen had slain a void cultivator - and... he had goddamn scared away another one?

Looking at Elder Tie sprinting off faster than a rabbit, leaving a cloud of dust in his wake, everyone felt as if their brains couldn't process what had just happened.

Since when was a Nascent Soul Stage practitioner this terrifying?

Hua Youyue stared at Yang Zhen in disbelief. Seeing him covered in blood, his arm trembling weakly by his side - yet still able to grin cheekily at her and ask her if he was handsome - she snapped, "Tend to your wounds already!"

Yang Zhen let out a yelp and collapsed towards Hua Youyue. As he fell, he shot a playful, warning look at several Nascent Soul Stage practitioners in the crowd who seemed eager to make a move.

Color drained from their faces and they went silent before slinking off quietly.