A man fighting desperately is undoubtedly the most handsome.
Seeing Yang Zhen facing the Purple Sky Immortal Palace alone with a sword for Hua Youyue, that scene shocked everyone.
Especially among the many women present, those without partners had stars in their eyes, and those with partners cast resentful looks, making some male practitioners instantly lose face.
"You know nothing, Yang Zhen's actions are akin to those of a reckless man, knowing full well that he's bound to die, yet he still goes to court death. Isn't this his own doing?"
"Right...right, Yang Zhen is doomed this time; he might not even be able to save the Saintess Hua."
"All you can do is talk now; at this moment, Yang Zhen is a real man!"
Without realizing it, Yang Zhen had become the man of many women's eyes there.
"Nonsense!"
A group of men were filled with envy, hate, and anger, wishing they could rush up, pull Yang Zhen down, and beat him up.
