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The astrological sign was undetermined, forever a mystery. No one could comprehend what exactly the astrological sign was, not even the most powerful Astrology Masters in the world.

Hua Youyue stared quietly at Yang Zhen, her expression perpetually calm.

“He will determine his own astrological sign!”

Han Yan’er trembled all over, staring at Hua Youyue in shock and disbelief.

If these words had come from Yang Zhen, Han Yan’er wouldn’t have been surprised in the slightest. Yang Zhen was both arrogant and self-important, bold enough to say anything.

But these words were spoken by Hua Youyue, and that carried some weight.

When Yang Zhen spoke, he could be considered as talking nonsense, but when Hua Youyue spoke…

Han Yan’er didn’t know how to describe this feeling, let alone where Hua Youyue’s confidence in Yang Zhen came from. She turned to look at Yang Zhen, and a starlight suddenly flashed in her eyes.

Star Art Chapter of the Heavenly Book!

The cheeky cat and the flamboyant rooster looked at each other, mumbling to themselves, “Damn, one Yang Zhen is cheeky and monstrous enough. Why are these two women getting weirder and weirder? Is it possible to determine one’s astrological sign so casually?”

The flamboyant rooster smacked the cheeky cat on the head. The cheeky cat was about to rage when he saw where the rooster was looking. His eyes turned towards Han Yan’er, and he almost popped out his eyeballs in surprise.

“Star numerology?” exclaimed the cheeky cat, clamping his mouth shut and looking at Han Yan’er in astonishment. “The fun is just getting started. This little Taoist fanatic has actually grasped the Star Art Chapter of the Heavenly Book to such an extent. She’s quite something.”

Oblique and incomprehensible auras radiated from Han Yan’er, hovering before her eyes, assembling into equations similar to those uttered by Yang Zhen, and then they began to evolve rapidly.

Gradually, a pained expression appeared on Han Yan’er’s face, she became slightly pale and stumbled.

If it hadn’t been for Hua Youyue’s timely support, Han Yan’er would have nearly fallen to the ground.

“I…I can’t figure it out!”

Han Yan’er gave a bitter smile: “The complexity of Yang Zhen’s astrological sign surpasses all my understanding.”

Hua Youyue looked at her with a strange expression, speaking in unison with the cheeky cat, “Don’t try to calculate Yang Zhen’s fate!”

“Why?” Han Yan’er was slightly puzzled.

Hua Youyue and the cheeky cat exchanged a glance but didn’t answer the question. Instead, they gave each other a deep look.

This look sent a sense of helplessness over the cheeky cat, causing him to awkwardly dodge the gaze.

A smile flickered in Hua Youyue’s eyes. She nodded and said: “No one can calculate Yang Zhen’s fate clearly, because he is…”

“Full of variables!” The cheeky cat gritted his teeth and stood tall, addressing Hua Youyue, “Alright, I admit, I did see something. I am also extremely curious about what the variables on Yang Zhen could turn into.”

Hua Youyue nodded and said, “I will always stay by his side.”

“You are guarding his path?” The cheeky cat was surprised.

Hua Youyue shook her head, glanced at Han Yan’er, and said, “I’m not the guardian. I’m just accompanying him through all the variables.”

“You’re not the guardian?” The cheeky cat looked at Hua Youyue with a strange expression, then at Han Yan’er, rather baffled.

Boom !

The hum of the Great Missing Sword was heard. Yang Zhen, enveloped in intense sky-blue flames, with his sword radiating dark light, charged towards the Sky Crying Great Saint with a loud bang.

Seeing Yang Zhen attacking the Sky Crying Great Saint with his sword, everyone on the scene was taken aback, their expressions turning into shock.

The Sky Crying Great Saint revealed a slight sneer at the corner of his mouth. For the first time, he showed an emotion besides his zombie-like face, causing everyone to cry out in fear. The cheeky cat even let out a strange cry: “Damn, is the Sky Crying Great Saint alive?”

If the Sky Crying Great Saint had truly come back to life, there would be no need for the people present to run. They could just wait for their demise and clean their necks in preparation.

The shocked cheeky cat focused his eyes on the Sky Crying Great Saint: “Hey, kid, can you handle this? If you can’t, just run. No shame in that!”

The extremely cold region was divided into two distinct parts. One where the Sky Crying Great Saint was, where dark light filled the sky, terrifying wave surges all around.

The other area was where Yang Zhen was, the blue flames fierce and ferocious, and waves of raging Spirit Soul power emerged, rolling up and down in mid-air.

Boom !

Yang Zhen’s sword struck the arm of the Sky Crying Great Saint, causing him to stagger slightly.

This sudden development took everyone by surprise.

He actually managed to force the Sky Crying Great Saint to retreat with a single strike?

Yang Zhen gave a quiet chuckle, looking at the Sky Crying Great Saint as he said, “You’re nothing but a humanoid beast, what can you do without a Spirit Soul?”

In reality, the Sky Crying Great Saint entering this frozen area and not being frozen to death was already beyond Yang Zhen’s imagination.

The Sky Crying Great Saint let out a furious roar, clearly enraged. Its figure moved to the side, while its gaze never left the Great Missing Sword clutched in Yang Zhen’s hand.

Everyone was filled with surprise and uncertainty as they watched the ridiculous scene unfold.

Given the Sky Crying Great Saint’s current terrifying state, it could have killed Yang Zhen with a simple slap. Even if Yang Zhen had eaten the Creation and Transformation Stalactite Bamboo Shoot, it wouldn’t have been enough.

But instead of retreating, Yang Zhen advanced, managing to push the Sky Crying Great Saint back with a single slash. This was horrifying.

What especially alarmed everyone was that the Sky Crying Great Saint seemed to hold some form of fear towards the Great Missing Sword Yang Zhen held.

“Ah, I see. Kid, the Sky Crying Great Saint is scared of your damned sword. His Spirit Soul is unstable, and it’s a sweet nightmare for him. Slash him up!”

Upon hearing Scrawny Cat’s words, Yang Zhen was slightly taken aback. Caught off guard, he stared at the Great Missing Sword in his hands with a peculiar expression. “Damn it, this is getting more and more immoral and cheaper!”

The Great Missing Sword’s spirit was the Evil Shadow Black Glutton. This thing had a knack for making people daydream. The more shameless and greedy the person, the heavier the influence. Although the Sky Crying Great Saint had been coveting the spiritual aura for ten thousand years and was left with only the Divine Soul Imprint, a trace of its greed remained.

Oh, yo, yo!

Yang Zhen’s eyes were practically gleaming. With the situation as it was, wasn’t the Sky Crying Great Saint becoming a practice target for him?

Boom !

In an instant, an earth-shattering black wave erupted from the Great Missing Sword and seeped into the black fire around the Sky Crying Great Saint.

The Sky Crying Great Saint’s face faltered, letting out a heavy grunt. Both hands suddenly stretched out to the sides as a violent airwave conglomerated in front of him, turning into a series of uncannily sharp sword shadows that charged towards Yang Zhen.

“Sacred Law!” Hua Youyue shouted urgently: “Yang Zhen, be careful!”

A brutal wave came crashing down, causing the entire frozen land to tremble and countless ice to explode. The pieces consolidated into violent sword shadows that covered the sky and blocked any possible escape routes for Yang Zhen.

At this moment, Yang Zhen had nothing else to do but brace himself.

Seeing this, everyone was astounded, all eyes glued to the terrifying scene.

“Sacred Law. It’s the Sacred Law again!”

“It really is terrifying, it’s worthy of being called the Sacred Law. But why is the range of the Sacred Law so small this time?”

“That’s because it’s become stronger, and the Sky Crying Great Saint is only targeting Yang Zhen. There’s no need for a large range but its power has greatly increased!”

“This is bad, at this rate, isn’t Yang Zhen doomed to die?”

“Ah, even if Yang Zhen’s weapon is strange and is greatly feared by the Sky Crying Great Saint, he seems to have forgotten that Sky Crying Great Saint is, after all, a Great Saint, and has mastered the Sacred Law!”

Given the situation, nobody thought that Yang Zhen could’ve easily dodged it. In fact, many believed Yang Zhen was as good as dead.

However, at that moment, something that left everyone dumbfounded occurred.

Bam, bam, bam!

A series of strange sounds rang out, and in an instant, countless copies of Yang Zhen appeared. Their actions weren’t in sync, each holding the Great Missing Sword, and all charged towards the Sky Crying Great Saint from various tricky angles.

“This… Yang Zhen really is terrifying. But, can he dodge it this way? Once the Sacred Law is set off, no matter how many versions of Yang Zhen there are… Wait, what…”

A sneaky shadow appeared behind the Sky Crying Great Saint. The Great Missing Sword in its hand flashed with a dark light and slapped the Sky Crying Great Saint on the head with a loud bang.

Clunk!

The Sky Crying Great Saint was directly knocked to the ground and struggled for a while before it could climb back up.

Bang!

Another strike hit its head.

Too shameful! He actually threw a sucker punch!

Everyone was dumbstruck!