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Chapter 1237 - Chapter 1237 Chapter 1262 Feng Yus Resurrection The Pose of

Chapter 1237: Chapter 1262: Feng Yu’s Resurrection! The Pose of the Empress! Chapter 1237: Chapter 1262: Feng Yu’s Resurrection! The Pose of the Empress! A tender shoot emerged from inside his head, a vibrant green, leaving Yang Zhen utterly baffled.

What is this… something new has grown again?

Yang Zhen was a bit frustrated–how much time had passed, and how many things had grown inside his head?

The Heaven and Earth Green Lotus and Annihilation Heavenly Sky Lotus were still there; although these two guys didn’t have roots, they were still taking up space in his head.

The Divine Consciousness Space was only so big, if another towering tree were to sprout up, wouldn’t that mean even less space?

Fortunately, it was just a sprout from a soybean, which probably wouldn’t grow too large. Yang Zhen heaved a sigh of relief and glared at the Phoenix Feather Empress with sharp eyes.

What did this woman mean by this, thinking of killing someone just after she was kindly revived?

No, devouring them!

Yang Zhen almost turned into a dried corpse from the Phoenix Feather Empress’s absorption!

Although the Phoenix Feather Empress seemed to suck in but couldn’t really absorb anything, this did not disguise her motives.

This woman had impure intentions!

Damn it!

Yang Zhen glared fiercely, ready to fight desperately if this scenario were to occur again. He didn’t care whether the Phoenix Feather Empress was the woman of the Nine Dragons Saint, nor whether she was an Emperor Realm Expert–he would just recklessly throw himself into battle.

Even if she was an Emperor Realm Expert, if Yang Zhen didn’t want to make it easy for her, she could forget about reviving successfully.

However, just as Yang Zhen was readying himself for a desperate fight, another accident happened.

Waves of terrifying vitality converged, as if all the life force of the Five Extremes Land was being absorbed by the Phoenix Feather Empress. She had just been swirling like a vortex around her, and now after the shoot from the soybean in Yang Zhen’s head grew, nearly one-third of that vitality and aura rushed towards him.

This sudden change completely scared Yang Zhen out of his wits.

Freaking hell, this was the power of an Emperor Realm Expert–his small body didn’t know if it could withstand it.

But on second thought, what was the deal with the Phoenix Feather Empress?

Just a moment ago, she seemed to want to drain all life from heaven and earth, but after a single yelp, she unexpectedly divided so much of the spoils with him?

Yang Zhen was not someone to be courteous with others–seeing the endless stream of life force and power surging towards him, he opened his mouth to inhale it!

Of course, opening his mouth was merely a subconscious action; with life force and Emperor Realm power like this, Yang Zhen didn’t need to make any effort at all.

Terrible auras whirled within the walls of the space, madly entering Yang Zhen’s body.

This power was too overwhelming, and upon entering Yang Zhen’s body, it immediately filled up his entire Divine Consciousness Space and body.

Damn it, before Yang Zhen blacked out, for some reason, he felt violated.

Boom!

Terrifying waves of aura wreaked havoc inside him, piling up his lifespan to an astonishing level.

Yang Zhen figured that, barring natural disasters and accidents, he could now outlive turtles and outlast crocodiles in terms of lifespan.

Was this a blessing in disguise?

Yang Zhen didn’t know, as he had already passed out. He left everything to the Phoenix Feather Empress.

In other words, Yang Zhen had accepted his fate.

Outside the spatial barriers, everyone was dumbstruck by the terrifying scene unfolding before their eyes.

Yang Zhen’s Desolate Heaven Ritual had already shocked everyone, who could have imagined that just a flicker of intention from a Spirit Soul of an Emperor Realm Expert would gather all the vitality and power in the skies.

Not to mention ordinary Practitioners, even the Nine Dragons Saint and the Sword Demon Dao Mo, who were a step away from being formidable powers, did not dare to rashly enter the spatial barrier.

Of course, they couldn’t enter either, after all, it was an Emperor Realm Expert’s method, and even Yang Zhen was unable to leave.

The power and life force inside were simply too intense, it was unknown whether Yang Zhen, that bastard, had encountered great fortune or great suffering.

The power that he couldn’t bear would keep entering and exiting his body, and that terrifying taste was definitely not pleasant.

“Not good, Yang Zhen has passed out, indeed unable to withstand such Emperor Realm power?”

You don’t know who exclaimed in surprise, but everyone noticed Yang Zhen’s condition.

“This Yang Zhen, truly is a heaven-blessed individual, actually able to bathe in the life force of the Emperor Realm, this vitality, I’m afraid it might be more terrifying than all of ours combined.”

“So what, just as power that can’t be endured cannot be refined within the body, the life force also has limits to what can be borne. If Yang Zhen is too greedy, I’m afraid it will only backfire.”

“Indeed, after all, it’s Emperor Realm power, not so easily refined. Fortunately, Yang Zhen seems to know his limits. Passing out now, he might actually gain some benefit, prevent his boundless greed from trying to swallow more than he can handle, which would end up being counterproductive.”

“Look quickly, Yang Zhen has stopped refining.”

The crowd had varied expressions, seeing that Yang Zhen had stopped refining, they discussed amongst themselves, some feeling regret, some sighing in relief, some gloating over the misfortune, and some feeling somewhat fortunate.

“If it were you, how much could you absorb and refine?” Sword Demon asked Dao Mo with a strange look on his face.

Dao Mo shook his head and said, “Hard to say, if it were me, probably about one-tenth should be about right.”

“I also feel the same, just don’t know, how much exactly did young friend Yang absorb and refine, anyway it wouldn’t be less than one-tenth, right?”

“Perhaps… with young friend Yang’s talent and aptitude, he could refine and absorb one-fifth?”

“How could it possibly be twice ours?” Sword Demon cried out in surprise, his head shaking like a rattle-drum.

In mid-air, Phoenix Feather Empress’s figure gradually became visible, showing no signs of being merely a Spirit Soul at all.

With her snow-white hair fluttering, the ice-blue eyes of Phoenix Feather Empress gradually filled with a hint of emotion, no longer completely hollow.

However, at that moment, a look of surprise appeared in the eyes of Phoenix Feather Empress as she turned to look at the still unconscious Yang Zhen in mid-air, a look of curiosity on her face, muttering to herself, “Such a strange constitution.”

“Phoenix Feather… you… you’re awake!”

Nine Dragons Saint stood in place with an excited face, staring dumbfounded at Phoenix Feather Empress.

The empress’s posture made everyone fall for her.

Upon hearing this, the Phoenix Feather Empress’s expression paused, she turned her head to look at Nine Dragons Saint, her demeanor calm, her eyes clear as a still pond, without a ripple.

All fell silent as they watched the two figures, Nine Dragons Saint and Phoenix Feather Empress.

Boom–!

Out of nowhere, a sky-high wave of energy erupted from Phoenix Feather Empress, a golden phoenix cried out to the heavens, and as the energy waves churned, the spatial barrier instantly shattered, terrifying streams of Void turbulence rampaged, nearly dragging everyone into the chaos.

Countless people cried out in alarm, staring at Phoenix Feather Empress with shocked faces.

With a casual wave of her hand, Phoenix Feather Empress smoothed out the turbulent space. Moving with a step, she appeared beside Nine Dragons Saint and asked, “Who hurt you?”

Nine Dragons Saint laughed heartily, shaking his head, and said, “Just minor injuries, no big deal. But as for you, being able to come back to life, even if Nine Dragons were to die, my heart would be content.”

Phoenix Feather Empress wore a tranquil smile, thoughtfully glanced at Han Yan’er, whose complexion was somewhat pale, surprise flashing in her eyes, then turned to look at Yang Zhen in mid-air, and said, “Was it this young one who saved me?”

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