Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes-Chapter 896 - 922 Dont Forget to Shout 666

Chapter 896: Chapter 922: Don’t Forget to Shout 666

Chapter 896: Chapter 922: Don’t Forget to Shout 666

One sword?

Hearing Yang Zhen’s words and seeing the dazzling light bursting from his body, Wan Quan burst into laughter and disdainfully said, “All flash and no substance!”

Hum—!

A hundred ghosts roamed at night, terrorizing with raging dark light; countless shadows rushed towards Yang Zhen, among them a blood-red sword energy that penetrated heaven and earth, slicing through the air and reaching Yang Zhen’s head in the blink of an eye.

Everyone gasped, none of them had expected Wan Quan to strike so swiftly. The blood-red sword energy reached Yang Zhen’s head, and he hadn’t even reacted yet.

Wan Quan’s body almost simultaneously vanished into thin air, followed by thousands of ghostly shadows, all charging towards Yang Zhen.

Three-Element Ghost Shadow Sword, a hundred ghosts beyond discernment!

Boom!

A terrifying wave of energy spread out, landing where Yang Zhen stood, dust billowing, and everything around was blown by the wind, rustling loudly.

The onlookers widened their eyes, anxiously staring at where the waves of energy churned. A figure shot out with a swoosh, landed on the ground with a thud, then rolled for hundreds of feet before coming to a stop. He sprang up like a carp trying to flip over but immediately spewed a mouthful of fresh blood and collapsed to the ground once again with a thud.

“Impossible!”

All were stunned as they watched Wan Quan struggling on the ground, attempting to stand, their faces filled with disbelief.

The unbeatable Wan Quan, had he really been defeated by Yang Zhen with a single sword strike?

Yang Zhen stepped out of the rising dust and approached Wan Quan, shouldering the Great Missing Sword, shook his head and said, “Disappointing, how could you do this? How can a person be so unreliable? Weren’t you at the Divine Transformation Stage, Ninth Heavenly Layer? Stand up, let’s continue fighting!”

Thud!

Wan Quan, who was about to get up, collapsed to the ground again.

It wasn’t that Wan Quan didn’t want to get up, but the force from Yang Zhen’s sword strike was too fierce; his bones were painfully aching all over, and who knew how many were broken—how could he get up?

Even at his peak condition, Wan Quan couldn’t withstand a single blow from Yang Zhen; how much less now, with grave injuries? How could he continue the fight?

Watching Yang Zhen’s disappointed expression, Wan Quan’s face showed a life-questioning look.

How… how could this be possible?

It must be some kind of trick, right?

Yang Zhen was so young; how could he possess such terrifying strength?

Just now, Wan Quan felt he could dodge it, but just as he was about to, he suddenly realized he couldn’t move, as if some terrifying power was intimidating his spirit soul, a chilling fear as if facing a natural predator. That fear, only those who have experienced it firsthand could comprehend.

Wan Quan looked at Yang Zhen in horror as he approached step by step, bellowing, “Just now, what power was that?”

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A power he had never seen before, one that could shake the mind directly?

No, it pierced through the entire spirit soul, leaving not a trace of strength to muster.

If not for a life-saving treasure on Wan Quan, that last sword strike might have already claimed his life.

Yang Zhen didn’t answer Wan Quan’s question. Regarding such power, to practitioners like Wan Quan, who forced their cultivation like feeding ducks, they simply couldn’t understand—sometimes, not all inheritances benefit the practitioner.

Just like Yang Zhen, if he wanted various inheritances, by now he probably would have already broken through the Great Saint Realm.

But what of it?

A realm and cultivation base bolstered by inheritances and the revival of heaven and earth, in the presence of true powerhouses, are utterly insignificant.

Yang Zhen arrived beside Wan Quan, with his Great Missing Sword erupting with terrifying dark light with a bang, like a war god incarnate, causing awe and speechlessness.

“That thing on you saved your life once, I wonder if you can still be lucky enough to survive this next sword strike,” said Yang Zhen, a smirk on his face, looking at Wan Quan, “If after this next strike, you can still live, then this Sao Saint will let you go, how about that?”

But… good my ass!

When you had a life-saving Spirit Treasure with you, you nearly lost your life to my sword, and now that the Spirit Treasure is broken, who the hell can resist your sword strike!

The crowd looked at Yang Zhen with eyes wide and faces full of incredulity.

How can a person be so shameless?

To destroy a man’s will before taking his life—Yang Zhen’s words could infuriate Wan Quan to death, better than a swift and decisive sword kill.

Everyone watched Yang Zhen, feeling rattled, who could have imagined that a disciple of Shangyuan Sect, who had vanished for a while, could return with such a frightening power?

With trepidation, everyone present became fear-stricken, terrified that Yang Zhen might have overheard their earlier remarks. Given Yang Zhen’s vindictive nature, he might hold a grudge and settle accounts after autumn. What if he decided to ‘visit’ their sects? Who could withstand such a thing?

Gou Shengtian, the Great Elder, although his face flickered with shock, now understood why Yang Zhen was doing this.

He glanced deeply at Wan Quan, knowing in his heart that today Wan Quan was bound to die, having been made an example by Yang Zhen.

With Yang Zhen’s character, if the next sword strike didn’t kill Wan Quan, Yang Zhen would likely find several reasons on the spot to give Wan Quan another chance, until Wan Quan breathed his last.

Behind Wan Quan, Yue Yingying and others wore expressions of confusion and astonishment, as if they had witnessed the most preposterous thing in the world.

Especially Yue Yingying, whose spirited eyes were filled with disbelief, her gaze on Yang Zhen becoming oddly peculiar.

Wan Quan couldn’t even withstand a single sword strike, and was injured by Yang Zhen?

What would Wan Quan rely on to fend off the following strike?

Everyone’s gaze fell on Wan Quan’s face. It was clear to see that he looked as if he had been scared witless, staring blankly at Yang Zhen with a face full of horror.

Just as Yang Zhen’s face was about to show impatience, Wan Quan suddenly burst into loud laughter, struggling to rise from the ground. Guffawing, he pointed shakily at Yang Zhen and said, “Kid, good, you’re very good!”

Yang Zhen was taken aback, looking puzzled at the exhausted Wan Quan, unable to fathom what act he was playing, and said with a bemused expression, “Of course I’m very good, but you’re not looking so good. Could it be that my previous strike was a bit too hard, and knocked your brains silly?”

Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, everyone subconsciously turned their heads away.

Too shameless. This bastard Yang Zhen really won’t stop until he’s angered someone to death. Spoken by someone else, such words might have already caused them to spit blood in fury.

However, Wan Quan seemed to be not at all worried about his own life, his face flashing with excitement as he stared at Yang Zhen and asked, “That power you unleashed just now, is it the power of heaven and earth? Is it…the legendary ‘Momentum’?”

Yang Zhen gave a surprised grunt and asked, “Seems like you’ve received quite an exceptional inheritance, to even know about ‘Momentum’?”

At this, Yang Zhen nodded and continued with a curious expression, “That’s right, it is the power of Momentum, the purest force between heaven and earth. What, you’re interested in it?”

Yang Zhen looked at Wan Quan leisurely, and without waiting for Wan Quan to speak, he teased with a half-smile, “You look a bit too confident, do you have some kind of hidden strength? Or is it that… you’re waiting for someone?”

Upon hearing this, everyone around gasped and looked at Yang Zhen with faces full of incredulity.

“Look, Wan Quan’s complexion changed. Doesn’t that mean Yang Zhen was right?”

“Is Yang Zhen human or ghost? At a time like this, he still has the mood to joke with Wan Quan. Could it be that he already knew Wan Quan was stalling for time, deliberately waiting for someone behind Wan Quan’s back?”

“Too terrifying,” Yang Zhen is simply too terrifying. Who can compare with such a mind, such a momentum?”

Watching Wan Quan’s complexion change, he suddenly burst into a loud, mad laughter, pointing his long sword at Yang Zhen and saying, “Kid, if I’m not mistaken, you also have a legacy on you, and not just a single terrifying one. Now that the world has drastically changed, various Sacred Lands and legacies have emerged one after another, it’s no longer a time for us old timers to control the heavens and the earth.”

As he said this, Wan Quan turned his head to look at several figures shooting toward him from midair, a look of relief spreading across his face. Laughing heartily, he spat out a mouthful of blood and said to Yang Zhen, “Today’s ultimate winner is still me. I might not know where you got the courage from, knowing full well that I am stalling for time, yet you still manage to keep your composure. However… I can tell you that today you will die, everyone from Shangyuan Sect will die, and the legacies on you will eventually fall into my hands.”

What!

Upon hearing Wan Quan’s words, not only the others present, but even disciples like Yue Yingying from Sword Servant Sect were greatly shocked, looking at the newcomers with astonished expressions.

The seven people arriving were all emitting terrifying fluctuations in their Circulation Phase cultivations, their violent auras darkening the skies as endless thunder gathered in midair, roaring thunderously up and down with a might that seemed to destroy the heavens and obliterate the earth.

“My God, so many Circulation Phase experts. What kind of existence has Wan Quan provoked?”

“Seven Circulation Phase experts, clearly, Wan Quan has taken refuge with a formidable existence. But what power can dispatch seven Circulation Phase experts at once?”

The crowd around was buzzing with discussion, and Yang Zhen, too, looked up in amazement. Who would have thought that in the backwater land of Nether State, there would be seven Circulation Phase powerhouses gathered?

Nor could he have imagined that Wan Quan, this old boy, had actually sought refuge with such a towering tree.

Watching Wan Quan’s face flicker with a ferocious expression, clearly intending to take Yang Zhen down with him, Yang Zhen snorted with derision. He was about to speak when Gou Shengtian suddenly let out a strange yell from the side:

“Yang Chen, hurry up and activate the Mountain Protection Array. Ru Xue, take the disciples and Yang Zhen away from here. I can only hold them back for a moment. Go quickly!”

A terrifying wave of fire erupted from Gou Shengtian’s body, almost igniting his Spirit Soul and giving Yang Zhen a fright.

With Gou Shengtian’s level of cultivation, once his Spirit Soul started burning, even Yang Zhen wouldn’t be able to help him stop. He hurriedly slapped Gou Shengtian on the shoulder and said, “Great Elder, what are you doing? Are you trying to sacrifice yourself?”

Gou Shengtian staggered, looking up at the seven Circulation Phase experts overhead, his face showing a look of despair. He said, “Kid, it’s already too late for a last stand. That damned Wan Quan, to think he took refuge with such powerful entities. Seven Circulation Phase experts… even if we open all of the Mountain Protection Formation, it won’t be enough to stop them.”

Yang Zhen nodded and said, “Since it’s too late, then let’s just watch the show from behind. Oh, and when you see something spectacular, don’t forget to shout ‘666’.”

“What… what?” Gou Shengtian and the others wore expressions so astounded they seemed almost indelible.

Who would be in the mood to watch a show at this time?

Watch how Yang Zhen will be hung up and beaten by seven Circulation Phase experts?