Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes-Chapter 884 - 910 Are You Really Dumbfounded?

Chapter 884 -910 Are You Really Dumbfounded?

Of all the mistakes one could make, Xin Hai, that old fool, should never have attacked Han Yan’er.

What supposed true coffin, what Blood Spirit—once Xin Hai made a move against Han Yan’er or Hua Youyue, none of those mattered anymore.

Yang Zhen dared not gamble, for who knew if destroying the Blood Spirit would cause the blood threads on Xin Hai’s body to disappear?

If they didn’t vanish, with Han Yan’er’s current level of strength and realm, facing Xin Hai would only lead to a dead end.

Yang Zhen couldn’t imagine what he would become if Han Yan’er died, so… it was better to let Xin Hai die instead.

Boom!

A terrifying wave of energy burst forth, as Yang Zhen’s body seemed to ignite into roaring flames, vanishing amid a horrific wave of energy with a buzzing sound, leaving behind only a terrifying surge of True Essence flames, crackling menacingly in midair.

Everyone was taken aback, with no one expecting Yang Zhen to suddenly burst forth with such unbelievable speed—it was beyond imagination.

Because of this sudden move, by the time the Five Wheel Heavenly Lord and Upper Crow Heavenly Lord thought to warn him, it was already too late, and their expressions instantly turned sour.

Xin Hai burst into maniacal laughter, his face no longer composed but rather one of unhinged strategizing, as he stared at Yang Zhen’s erratic figure and said, “Boy, no matter how crafty you are, you have too many strings attached. Someone like you, despite your numerous tactics and heaven-defying luck, are just a slightly troublesome kid in the end, destined to die due to your own indecision.”

Hearing Xin Hai’s words, everyone felt a chill, and in unison, they warned, “Yang Zhen, be careful!”

Han Yan’er, suspended in mid-air, stared blankly at the charging Yang Zhen, her eyes filled with shock.

Within that shock, there was also a hint of inexplicable emotion. Her gaze flowed and she deeply looked at Yang Zhen.

Clearly, Han Yan’er had never expected Yang Zhen to throw caution to the wind for her, without the slightest hesitation even as he could have simply destroyed the Blood Spirit with a flick of his hand, yet he decisively turned back.

But returning at this moment was only more dangerous. Only those who have truly experienced it could understand the horror of these blood threads—once one is infected with them, it feels as though all the blood and vitality of the body are being drained away, rendering all power useless and leaving one helplessly bound in mid-air.

An extremely eerie power, it was an unsolvable existence.

The Five Wheel Heavenly Lord and Upper Crow Heavenly Lord were beings who had lived for tens of thousands of years. Even such powerhouses could not escape these blood threads and were resigned to their fate—how much more so for Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen’s understanding of the Heaven and Earth Power was still confined to the world of cultivation. Compared to the Five Wheel Heavenly Lord and Upper Crow Heavenly Lord, he was slightly inferior; how could he know what these blood threads were?

In fact, Yang Zhen had never even heard of the Great Blood Raven Saint, let alone these blood threads.

But what of it?

Dare to lay a hand on Han Yan’er, it wouldn’t matter if it were Xin Hai or if the Great Blood Raven Saint himself came—he must die!

Boom——!

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The Great Missing Sword in Yang Zhen’s hand suddenly ignited with rolling black light, resembling a tidal wave as it surged toward the skyful of blood threads.

Xin Hai laughed heartily, a sneer on his face as he watched Yang Zhen and said, “Boy, let this old man see what kind of power resides within you, that you can be so freakishly close to demonic.”

As Xin Hai’s voice fell, with a wave of his hand, a terrifying sea of blood spread across the sky, rushing toward Yang Zhen, and then exploded in mid-air, transforming into a sky-blocking blood net that fell upon Yang Zhen in an overwhelming swoop.

“Yang Zhen!”

Han Yan’er’s face changed dramatically, and so did Hua Youyue, as her Moon Shadow Longsword emitted a series of hums and the entire world seemed to grow colder.

Seal Wuya and the others couldn’t afford to pay attention to anything else, taken aback by the spectacle unfolding before them.

A single blood thread was already so terrifying—what more a huge blood net like this?

Xin Hai really held Yang Zhen in high regard, treating him in such a manner that left those present shocked, their faces showing a mix of perplexity and bewilderment.

However, in the next moment, everyone finally understood why Xin Hai took Yang Zhen so seriously.

Facing the blood net that seemed to blot out the heavens, Yang Zhen didn’t even bother to look up. Suddenly, fierce waves of flames ignited all over his body, the ghostly white fire resembling that from the Nine Nether Purgatory, turning the world eerily cold.

Hum—!

A humming noise sounded, and Yang Zhen, squinting at Xin Hai, saw the blood net about to descend upon him. The ghostly white flames around his body suddenly boiled up, and mysterious and complex lines of fire appeared, instantly solidifying the surrounding area.

Netherworld Karma Fire!

Desolate Heavenly True Pattern!

Just how horrifying was a Desolate Heavenly True Pattern woven from Netherworld Karma Fire?

As the endless blood net fell upon Yang Zhen, a sizzling noise was heard, and the smell of something burning and nausea-inducing wafted through the air, causing all onlookers’ faces to turn interesting shades.

“Impossible, what kind of power is this? Companion Heavenly Fire? Heaven and Earth True Patterns? Do you actually possess so many Heaven and Earth Treasures?”

Xin Hai’s face showed a flickering expression of shock and disbelief, and even Han Yan’er couldn’t hold back anymore, or rather, couldn’t withstand the recoil of the horrifying power, releasing all three people she controlled.

Once freed, Han Yan’er didn’t dare to delay and hurriedly rushed towards Hua Youyue.

The Five Wheel Heavenly Lord and the Upper Crow Heavenly Lord looked at each other and also retreated to stand beside Feng Wu Ya and the others.

The terrifying waves of fire and otherworldly patterns roared ferociously around Yang Zhen. The blood net that shrouded the skies was utterly incapable of affecting him.

Seeing that Han Yan’er had broken free, a playful smile appeared on Yang Zhen’s face. He stared at Xin Hai and said, “In this world, there is truly no such thing as an insurmountable power, just as you will never be able to understand all the powers between heaven and earth. Some things aren’t as simple as you think. Do you really think it’s possible to seize the power of the great saint with your head filled with nothing but bubbles?”

Having been rushing towards Xin Hai, Yang Zhen suddenly stopped mid-air after speaking those words, looking leisurely at Xin Hai who was suspended in the sky.

At this moment, Yang Zhen was enveloped in blazing flames. Using the Netherworld Karma Fire to deal with these chaotic elements couldn’t be more fitting.

Additionally, with the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern, Yang Zhen could almost be said to be the nemesis of such evil forces.

Of course, this was on the condition that Yang Zhen’s cultivation level and the might of this power were not too far apart. As Yang Zhen himself said, in this world, there truly is no such thing as an insurmountable power.

Once the evil forces were strong enough, even if Yang Zhen possessed the Netherworld Karma Fire and the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern, he would still face a tragic end.

Clearly, Xin Hai also understood this principle. Seeing Yang Zhen stopping, he burst out laughing and said, “Kid, you’re quite interesting. I didn’t expect your understanding of power to be so profound despite your low realm. This is even better. After I absorb your life force, let’s see just how many Heaven and Earth Treasures you have on you!”

Yang Zhen did not answer Xin Hai’s question but instead looked at him with a peculiar expression, muttering to himself, “One, two, three…”

“What ‘one two three’?” Xin Hai’s face showed confusion, which quickly turned to alarm as he cried out furiously and made to rush at Yang Zhen, but it was already too late.

Yang Zhen stamped hard on the ground, and immediately a ‘land dragon’ made a beeline for the Blood Spirit.

Xin Hai’s cry was abruptly cut off as if he was choked, his face turning beet red and then, instantaneously, deathly pale.

Yang Zhen leisurely walked towards Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er. Looking at Xin Hai, he mumbled to himself, “Didn’t I tell you? Thinking you could seize the saint’s power inside the sacred tomb… has your brain gone funny?”

Boom—!

The entire sacred tomb suddenly exploded, and Xin Hai’s body almost instantly shrunk considerably.