"What the heck? A fleshly saint?"
Upon hearing the words of the Mountain and River Elder, the practitioners gasped in unison.
Yang Zhen's energy surged tumultuously, his terrifying muscular strength directly shaking the space, creating ripples of force that surged forth in all directions like the Heaven and Earth Fetal Breathing.
He was truly powerful!
Everyone watched with hearts pounding and flesh crawling.
Especially when the Dragon Elephant roared behind Yang Zhen, that terrifying scene seemed even more fearsome than celestial punishment.
It wasn't to say that Yang Zhen's physical strength had surpassed the power of Heaven and Earth, but rather the force he erupted with, intuitively cultivated by practitioners, was actually comparable to the disturbance created by celestial punishment, which was somewhat frightening.
In mid-air, two demonic hands suddenly fell, bringing with them a howling sonic boom, heavily slapping towards Yang Zhen.
