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Seeing Yang Zhen sketched those powerful words ‘True Fragrance,’ everyone was surprised.

Whether it was the truth, true state, or true feelings, people could understand, but no one expected Yang Zhen to sketch the words ‘True Fragrance.’ No one knew what it meant!

Everyone was in a state of bewilderment.

At that moment, Yang Zhen waved his hand, and amid the hum of the sword, a long ringing sounded like the cry of a dragon pierced through the sky and echoed over the entire Ice Martial City.

“This…this is…” The Lord of Ice Martial City’s face changed dramatically as he looked at the talent and energy beginning to gather in the sky with great joy. Boom!

In the sky, countless turbulent True Essence forces gathered, and rays of dazzling light spilled over the entire city lord’s mansion from the surge of energy.

Buzz–!

A sound like a thunderous roar came, followed by waves of celestial chanting, as if a giant bell, wave after wave.

“Celestial chant, it’s the celestial chant!” The excited lord of Ice Martial City trembled, exclaiming, “It worked, it worked, the ancestral monument has regained its momentum!”

On the ancestral monument, the words ‘True Fragrance’ suddenly radiated a brilliant light that ran through the heavens and earth, like the burning sun in the sky, forcing everyone to close their eyes.

The talent and energy emitted from the words ‘True Fragrance’ rolled out like waves in a vast ocean, surging in all directions.

In front of the ancestral monument of the city lord’s mansion, everyone watched with a blank face as Yang Zhen slowly landed. The aura on his body didn’t dissipate, instead, his sword and the celestial chant complemented each other, shining brightly. Especially Yang Zhen’s aura, which seemed to have refined even more during the process of sketching ‘True Fragrance.’ At the same time, the entire Ice Martial City boiled. Everyone looked uncertainly in the direction of the city lord’s mansion, their faces filled with astonishment.

“That is the breath coming from the city lord’s mansion’s monument…” An old man trembled as he stood up, his face filled with excitement, “The monument is revealed, our Ice Martial City will be greatly prosperous for ten years. The last time the monument was revealed was seventy years ago, I never thought that I would see it again in my lifetime, truly a blessing, a blessing.” Everyone’s face changed dramatically at the old man’s words. The young ones naturally didn’t know about the incident seventy years ago. When they heard the old man’s words, their faces were filled with joy.

A decade of prosperity!

With the city lord’s mansion, Ice Martial City had always been at peace and happy. Everyone in the city respected the city lord’s mansion and loved the city lord. Now that the lord’s ancestral monument was revealed, of course everyone was excited.

In the Yang Family of Ice Martial City, Yang Jiang, the head of the family, was shaking uncontrollably. He ignored the towering pile of documents presented by the clan members and jumped into the courtyard to look in the direction of the city lord’s mansion. Aunt Lian appeared in front of Yang Jiang at some unknown time and softly said, “He succeeded!”

Yang Jiang nodded, revealing a smile on her face, slowly said, “Yes, Yang…cousin, he succeeded, I knew it, he was bound to succeed.”

The next moment, the entire Yang family erupted!

Yang Zhen had succeeded, and the city lord’s mansion would protect the Yang family for many years to come. The Yang family no longer had any worries in Ice Martial City. All of this was brought by a man named Yang Zhen, a distant cousin of the Yang family’s head, Yang Jiang.

In stark contrast to the jubilant Yang family was the already defeated Fang family. Both Fang Quan and Fang Yang watched in the direction of the city lord’s mansion, their faces pale and their hearts cold as ash.

During this time, almost everyone in Ice Martial City knew what Yang Zhen was going to do. Now that Yang Zhen had succeeded, the Fang family had almost no chance of retaliating against the Yang family.

In the city lord’s mansion, the lord of Ice Martial City felt the surging talent and energy. He grabbed Yang Zhen’s hand and said,” Young master Yang, I can’t express my gratitude for your great favor. From now on, you can rely on my city lord’s mansion any time you need. You just need to say a word, no matter how difficult, we will comply!”

Yang Zhen smiled and said, “It’s a small thing, not worth mentioning. Compared to this, this ‘Sao Saint’ is more interested in that Monk Yuanzheng, everyone, please follow me.”

The Ice Martial City’s lord was taken aback and asked, “What is young friend Yang planning to do?”

A wry smile crossed Yang Zhen’s face, “Just now, a little rat that can’t see the light of day wanted to bite this Sao Saint. If the Sao Saint did not gift him a sword, won’t this rat think it could ascend to heaven?”

Upon observing the confusion of the crowd, Yang Zhen took the lead and arrived at the side of the already filled hillside spring.

Yang Zhen, clutching his sword closely, checked carefully, then turned to Han Yan’er and said, “Little wanderer, this long sword is called Sun Shadow, it’s meant to be wide-open and unstoppable. Indeed, as you said, it cannot be controlled without the grand air. However, there is still a method. I am not sure if you have a grasp of it.”

Upon hearing this, Han Yan’er’s face lit up with joy, she asked excitedly, “You’re talking about invoking heaven with Sun Shadow?”

“Is this thing called invoking heaven with Sun Shadow?” Yang Zhen was startled and shook his head, “Forget it! Whatever you name it, that’s your business. Just watch what comes next.”

Having said that, Yang Zhen suddenly took off into the air. He hovered among the clouds, and with a sudden dragon-like hum, his Sun Shadow sword erupted with a series of ferocious waves of grand aura.

Bang, Bang, Bang!

His True Essence, terrifying in its power, erupted like a heavenly wrath, causing the earth and sky to change color!

“Invoking heaven with Sun Shadow!” Han Yan’er trembled, staring intently at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen cracked a grin, “Old thing, looking to take a bite out of this Sao Saint from such a distance? Can you bite me just because you wish to? Let me give you a welcome gift!”

Barely waiting for his voice to fade, Yang Zhen pointed his sword downwards, every wave of the grand aura emerging from the sword, layer after layer, as if it was carrying heavenly wrath, exploded, and blasted downwards.

In Northern Island, within an ancient forest, there was an ominous, gloomy aura everywhere. An old monk was leering at two female practitioners, with a wicked smile on his face.

The women, both of whom were practitioners of the Divine Travel Realm, were bloodstained and supporting each other. They glared at the old monk, furiously berating him.

The old monk cackled, looking at the two women playfully, “The two of you should just learn to accept it. The best thing is to obediently let this poor monk dram your life energy; swearing will not make me go away.”

One of the women, with a round face, lashed out, “You bald villain, you’re heartless! You will be punished by heaven!”

The old monk threw his head back and let out a laugh. He looked up at the sky and said, “Divine punishment? Where is it? If it existed, I would have died many times already, yet who dares to kill me? The punishment from heaven is what I am least afraid of….”

Thud, thud, thud!

Before the old monk could finish his sentence, his face paled, convulsed with intense pain as though he had been struck by lightning, he vomited blood, staining a large patch of the ground red. He cursed, “Damn it! Who dares to break through my barrier!”

After he spat out his curse, the old monk maliciously glared at the two once lively women in front of him. He turned around to escape. In a blink of an eye, he was gone.

In Ice Martial City, Yang Zhen sheathed his sword, laughed, and said, “It’s done!”

The Lord of Ice Martial City heaved a sigh of relief, stepped forward to Yang Zhen, hesitated for a moment, and then inquired, “Young friend Yang, the characters ‘truly enticing’ you engraved on the ancestral tablet, what do they mean?”

Yang Zhen glanced at him, took a deep breath, and said in a profound tone, “It represents a very intricate culture of our village; it’s beyond your understanding, even if I explain!”

Having said that, Yang Zhen stopped abruptly, his expression strange as he mumbled to himself, “Damn it, my spiritual roots have gotten thicker, now that girl has less than a third of mine..”