Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes-Chapter 824 - 840: There Are Still Many Rules! (Part 1)

Chapter 824: Chapter 840: There Are Still Many Rules! (Part 1)

“Dangerous aura!”

Sao Ji suddenly spoke, leaning close to Han Yan’er, as if perceiving something, then cocked its head and said to Yang Zhen, “Dangerous.”

Han Yan’er’s face changed, and she asked Yang Zhen, “What does that mean?”

Yang Zhen looked at Han Yan’er with a solemn expression and said, “Sao Ji said there’s something called a ‘dangerous aura’ on you, which is very dangerous.”

Han Yan’er gasped softly, closed her eyes to feel for a while, then shook her head and said, “I can’t feel anything, what should I do?”

Yang Zhen also couldn’t sense any special aura on Han Yan’er, took a deep breath upon hearing the words, and asked Sao Ji, “What kind of danger is it? Can it be removed?”

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Sao Ji shook its head and said, “No need!”

Yang Zhen and Han Yan’er exchanged glances, both feeling slightly relieved.

Since Sao Ji said there was no need to remove it, it meant that it would disappear on its own. As long as nothing unexpected happened in the meantime, there probably wouldn’t be any danger.

Yang Zhen looked at Sao Ji in surprise and asked, “Do we all have this kind of aura on us?”

Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, everyone’s heart tightened, all turning their gaze toward Sao Ji.

Having come to such a strange place without warning, everyone was already frightened. Now hearing that they might be carrying some dangerous aura, how could they not be worried?

Watching Sao Ji nod its head, everyone’s complexion turned ugly.

“Not much!” Sao Ji curled its lip and rolled its eyes at everyone, appearing somewhat disdainful.

At this moment, nobody was in the mood to take offense at Sao Ji’s demeanor, pretending not to have seen that look.

Yang Zhen smiled and said, “Since there’s no immediate danger, let’s not worry about it for now. Let’s find the others first. There might be some opportunity for fortune in here.”

Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, the dozen or so people around him couldn’t help but exchange wry smiles.

Such an opportunity for fortune also requires one to be alive to seize it.

The cries of the person who had jumped into the abyss were still vivid in everyone’s minds; no one wanted to suddenly end up like that one day.

But after all, everyone present was at the Divine Transformation Stage, and after cultivating for so many years, they wouldn’t just give up because of a little danger. After regrouping, they began to contemplate exploring their surroundings.

The more they explored, the more shocked everyone felt.

This place was very odd, exuding an elusive feeling.

Apart from the intermittent dangerous aura, there was no other presence here. In other words, if everyone wanted to understand what this place really was, they had to enter the abyss. Otherwise, they might wander around here for ten thousand years and still not be able to figure out the situation.

Yang Zhen, however, was not in a hurry. After all, he didn’t have anything important to do next. As long as this place wasn’t deadly, there wouldn’t be any problem.

As for eating, Yang Zhen, Han Yan’er and Hua Youyue had all cultivated the Nameless Heart Method. They could temporarily forgo eating without any issue.

To be honest, Yang Zhen was very curious about this place. Aside from mysteriously coming from the Seven Yin and Seven Yang Land to such a dark and gloomy place, there was the dangerous aura he had never encountered before, which greatly intrigued him.

As he walked, Yang Zhen suddenly felt a stir in his heart and stopped.

He found it!

Yang Zhen had found that dangerous aura!

Inside his body, there was a very faint presence that would have been completely imperceptible had Yang Zhen not been tirelessly searching for it over and over again.

This was an extremely faint breath, about a hundred thousand times smaller than a hair strand, and yet such a nearly microscopic breath exuded a chilling sensation for Yang Zhen. It was the breath of death, but it was different from death itself.

Wherever this desolate breath passed, Yang Zhen’s vitality slowed tremendously. Should there be too much of this desolate breath, it could probably reduce Yang Zhen’s bodily functions by tens of thousands of times in an instant.

It wasn’t death, but rather it turned one into a being akin to a walking corpse.

Yang Zhen didn’t know if this trace of desolate breath would affect his consciousness, but the effect that could reduce bodily function so abruptly made even Yang Zhen feel an urge to curse his luck.

He had to purge this trace of breath.

Clearly, this desolate breath wasn’t as harmless as the silly chicken had mentioned; it wouldn’t be “okay” to just leave it unattended.

In just a moment, several of Yang Zhen’s cellular particles had been ‘desolated’, becoming sluggish.

The reason Yang Zhen resolved he must purge it was that these desolated cellular particles would not be detected by the body, nor would they be actively cleansed away.

Which meant, if Yang Zhen let this desolate breath go unchecked, someday, it would desolate his entire body.

Fortunately, aside from this trace of desolate breath, no more had entered his body. If there were more of this stuff, even with all the ability in the world, Yang Zhen likely wouldn’t be able to leave this cursed place.

Seeing Yang Zhen stop, everyone was startled and looked at him with hesitation, just about to speak when they suddenly closed their mouths in unison.

Though Yang Zhen had halted, he was clearly introspecting; under such circumstances, no one would disturb him.

Perhaps Yang Zhen had made some unexpected discovery, and even more, perhaps this discovery could save their lives.

In reality, the crowd had no idea that Yang Zhen was also feeling completely at a loss.

No force seemed to have any effect on the desolate breath, not the Stellar Talent, not True Essence, including Companion Heavenly Fire and the Nine Divine Characters.

The tenacity of this thing far exceeded Yang Zhen’s imagination. It wasn’t until he unintentionally released a special breath from his Divine Consciousness Space that the desolate breath began to melt away like snow on a mountain, slowly dissolving into his body and disappearing.

Yang Zhen shook all over!

There was indeed a connection!

This desolate breath had a significant connection to the Seven Yin and Seven Yang Land.

The special breath that Yang Zhen had released at the end was not any ordinary force; it was the same special breath he had first encountered in the Nine Realms Exquisite Tower, and now again in the Seven Yin and Seven Yang Land.

Yang Zhen didn’t know what this thing was, resembling a little tadpole, it was very mild and seemed somewhat mischievous. After Yang Zhen refined a trace of it in his Divine Consciousness Space, it lay dormant. Had it not been for the conundrum of the desolate breath, Yang Zhen might have nearly forgotten about this mysterious breath.

Born of Yin and Yang, an essence highly regarded even by the mighty in the Saint Realm, was truly extraordinary, capable of freezing and shattering the desolate breath, just like its nemesis. Yang Zhen immediately felt as if a great turnaround was at hand.

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But just as Yang Zhen hadn’t yet had the chance to fully embrace this feeling, his whole body shook again, and with a bizarre expression, he looked at the new trace of desolate breath on his spine.

This trace of desolate breath was slightly stronger than the previous trace, and Yang Zhen could feel that once his body was free of desolate breath, countless such breaths in the surrounding air would rush into his body.

This desolate breath couldn’t be detected by people; as long as even a hint, no matter how small, of desolate breath entered a body, other desolate breaths would stop and no longer approach.

It was as if there couldn’t be two tigers on one mountain; Yang Zhen tried to disable all his body’s instinctive protective mechanisms, but still, no second trace of desolate breath entered.

Now this was interesting. There were rules to the desolate breath?

Damn thing, it sure had its fair share of rules.

Just as Yang Zhen had opened his eyes, preparing to share his findings with everyone, suddenly from behind a nearby rocky mountain, waves of screams and cries arose, including those of women, startling Yang Zhen. With a leap, he no longer cared about the drain of True Essence, and like a black panther, he dashed towards the source of the sounds.