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Hearing Meng Tinghao’s words, Feng Jingtu hesitated, then forced a bitter smile and said, “Elder, please don’t be so impatient. I am not blindly trusting Yang Zhen. It’s only because my grandfather, who has not spoken for two years, chose to communicate with Yang Zhen for the first time… and he did it through secret message transmission…”

“What?” Meng Tinghao’s eyes widened as he stared at Feng Jingtu, “Secret message transmission? Elder Feng actually took the initiative to communicate with Yang Zhen on his own?”

Saying that, Meng Tinghao and the elder in the purple robes exchanged looks, both seeing the surprise in each other’s eyes.

It was not like they hadn’t seen Elder Feng in a long time. In fact, they had visited the Feng Family a while ago to check on Elder Feng. The black sand matter was actually arranged by them, but they discovered that the black sand could no longer sustain the vitality that Elder Feng was slowly losing.

During that process, Elder Feng did not communicate with the two of them because they were all quite familiar with each other, and most importantly, secret message transmission was very consuming. Once Elder Feng started to speak, he would fall into a deep sleep with no assurance of ever waking up again.

However, now hearing that Elder Feng communicated with Yang Zhen for the first time, how could the two of them not be surprised?

Especially Meng Tinghao, he looked at Feng Jingtu with a face full of bewilderment, then turned around and stared at the small building, mumbling to himself, “This… what on earth has Elder Feng calculated this time?”

Feng Jingtu shook his head and responded, “I do not know. But if there was no hope, my grandfather would not take such a risk.”

Listening to Feng Jingtu’s words, Meng Tinghao opened his mouth but failed to say a word.

Feng Jingtu was right. When there was no hope left, if he were to replace Elder Feng, he too would reserve his energy and not easily communicate with others through secret message transmission.

Moreover, this was not merely about secret message transmission. It was a matter of losing the ability to speak with every word uttered.

Meng Tinghao watched the small building blankly and, after a long time, opened his mouth. He was about to speak when his whole body suddenly trembled and his eyes shone. He locked his gaze on the small building, exclaiming, “There’s a change.”

The elder in the purple robe also looked frozen as he stared intently at the small building.

Hum!

A low hum came. That mysterious aura appeared again. But this time, it was much stronger, causing the eyelids of the two Mahayana Phase peak warriors to uncontrollably twitch.

“Rubbish, with such terrifying energy fluctuations, can Elder Feng withstand it?”

Meng Tinghao’s face changed dramatically. He was about to rush forward, but for some reason, he suddenly held himself back, snorting coldly, “I hope Yang Zhen doesn’t act recklessly. Elder Feng’s body can’t bear anymore strain.”

However, the elder in the purple robe kept his eyes fixed on the small building, absorbed in the violent energy bursting from within, and mumbled to himself, “Old Meng, you’d better start preparing those bamboo shoots.”

“Prepare bamboo shoots for what?” Meng Tinghao was taken aback by the elder in the purple robe’s cryptic comment, but quickly realized what he meant. Rolling his eyes, he commented sarcastically, “Yang Zhen would first have to bring Elder Feng back from the Nine Nether Purgatory.”

As Meng Tinghao’s words fell, the area around the small building suddenly became shrouded in mist. An indecipherable, terrifying aura surged out, causing their expressions to grow serious.

The surrounding mist began to coalesce, resembling a cloud sea stirred by wind. It revolved around the small building, floating toward the top of the building.

As Meng Tinghao and the elder in the purple robe, along with Feng Jingtu and the others, watched in amazement, a blast from the small building suddenly echoed out, and the coalescing aura immediately roared into a frenzy.

Bubbles of energy surged and swept like boiling waves, colliding violently in mid-air above the small building.

“Not good. Yang Zhen has gone mad. If these two terrifying Yin-Yang energies collide, the entire small building would be… What?”

Meng Tinghao’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head as he stared in disbelief at the Yin Yang Diagram formed by the colliding Yin and Yang energies, his body trembling.

“This… Yin and Yang energy can be used this way?”

As Meng Tinghao and the elder in the purple robe looked at each other, they both saw the stunned expressions in each other’s eyes. What Yang Zhen had created – this Yin-Yang Fish Diagram – was beyond their comprehension.

Especially the eyes of the Yin-Yang fish, where Yin and Yang intersected; it was nothing short of miraculous.

“Truly a work of divine craftsmanship, a once-in-a-lifetime sight,” the elder in the purple robe muttered to himself. “Yin and Yang, two kinds of power, coexisting in such a strange way.”

Meng Tinghao shouted angrily, smacking his belly,”Damn it, this isn’t just simple coexistence. This…this… is extremely profound. Why can’t I articulate it, even though I can feel it? Something is wrong. Why can’t I express it?”

Seeing Meng Tinghao’s existential crisis, the elder in the purple robe slapped him on the shoulder and advised, “Calm down. This is not within our realm of comprehension.”

“What?”

Meng Tinghao snapped out of his reverie. Hearing what the elder in the purple robe said, he immediately became furious and pointed a finger at his own nose. “Are you saying that my realm can’t even compare to Yang Zhen?”

“Although it hurts…” the elder in the purple robe said indifferently, glancing at Meng Tinghao before continuing, “But that’s the truth. If I am not mistaken, Yang Zhen is likely to have already entered the Celestial Being Realm.”

“That’s impossible. How old is he!” Meng Tinghao could barely believe it. But before he could finish his sentence, he faltered and asked cautiously, “Could it be Elder Feng?”

“What do you think?”

Meng Tinghao: “…”

A group of people were watching in confusion as the two peak Mahayana Phase warriors conversed, all startled by Yang Zhen’s breakthrough into the Celestial Being Realm. The Celestial Being Realm, which nine and a half out of ten Tribulation Crossing Period practitioners couldn’t break into? Damn it… Yang Zhen was indeed a freak.

At this moment, Yang Zhen’s voice came from inside the small building. Everyone heard it and was startled, quickly focusing on holding their spirit.

“The vitality of life is associated with Yin and Yang, adjusts with the four seasons, abandons worldly desires, accumulates spirit, roams between heaven and earth, and perceives beyond the eight directions. This is the Physiological Heaven Developing Numerology. How much you comprehend is based on your own destiny. Focus on the transformation of the Yin-Yang Diagram…”

Hearing Yang Zhen’s words, both Meng Tinghao and the elder in the purple robe were taken aback. Almost at the same time, they raised their heads to look at the mysterious Yin-Yang Diagram in mid-air and slowly felt enchanted.

“Please remember that for those below the Mahayana Phase, do not look at the Yin-Yang Diagram… As long as your form does not deteriorate and your spirit does not scatter, you all can reach a hundred counts of Yin and Yang. This method is in harmony with heaven and earth, mirrors the sun and the moon, distinguishes the stars, reverses and follows Yin and Yang, distinguishes the four seasons, complies with the Dao of heaven and earth, and refines the essence and the body…”

“Hm?”

“Hm?”

Meng Tinghao and the elder in the purple robe exclaimed in surprise simultaneously, exchanging a glance filled with ecstasy.

Yang Zhen’s words had revealed not only the use of Yin and Yang energy but also the method to reverse the Yin-Yang Diagram’s rotation, which essentially amounted to demonstrating the teachings!

Boom!

An earth-shattering boom echoed out, and the small building instantly exploded into countless fragments, startling everyone.

A powerful voice echoed through the rumbling energy, erupting into hearty laughter, “Friend Yang, may I borrow a set of clothes?”

“No problem at all!” Yang Zhen’s voice came out leisurely, “A piece of purple crystal will do.”

Everyone: “…”