Yang Zhen didn't know what this ghostly aura was, but he could sense that it seemed to be the most violent place in the world, as if it wanted to destroy everything.
Quite a temper, huh?
The endless gales swept across the earth, with countless ravines appearing beneath their feet. The intensity of this wind felt as if every gust was a terrifying blow from a Circulation Phase powerhouse, even scarier than that.
However, to Yang Zhen's surprise, the fierce wind that he desperately resisted, when it blew onto the Third Saintess, emitted a soft glow, reducing its power by about ten times.
Damn it!
Infuriated, Yang Zhen looked at the violent energy waves in the sky and felt a lump of frustration in his stomach.
This was blatant gender discrimination.
In the Nine-layer World, the Yang energy was nearly ten times weaker than the Yin energy. How could there be a balance between Yin and Yang?
