Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes-Chapter 905 - 931 A Glare That Could Kill

Chapter 905: Chapter 931: A Glare That Could Kill!

Chapter 905: Chapter 931: A Glare That Could Kill!

Someone wants to kill Chilong?

Hearing this, Yang Zhen’s first reaction was, who was so tired of living?

Then he thought about it, the entire Nether State continent, probably even if you add people from other continents, there wouldn’t be a single force capable of affording to trouble Chilong. This meant that these people most likely were natives of this world.

At this thought, Yang Zhen’s interest was piqued. What kind of terrifying force, one that would challenge Chilong, and moreover at the time when Chilong was undergoing his heavenly tribulation, would be able to do such a thing?

The next moment, the expressions on everyone present turned incredibly intriguing.

Over a hundred Celestial Phase experts burst out from every direction of the great mountain and soared toward the sky. Along the way, their hands ceaselessly formed seals towards the Trap Dragon Lock Sky Array in mid-air. The Trap Dragon Lock Sky Array suddenly erupted in a burst of dazzling golden light. On each chain, terrifying golden patterns emanated, looking like golden dragons, stretching straight across the sky, emitting sounds like the clanging of swords and spears.

The presence of over a hundred Celestial Phase experts indeed gave many practitioners on site quite the shock. Tens of thousands of practitioners stared dumbfounded at the inconceivable scene before them, almost starting to question their lives.

What kind of force could mobilize over a hundred Celestial Phase experts all at once?

When heaven and earth first opened up, and a new world appeared in the world of cultivation, this force’s first action was not to stabilize its footing but to deploy over a hundred Celestial Phase experts to deal with Chilong. Even Yang Zhen himself couldn’t understand such a course of action.

But there was nothing to misunderstand, there must be something on Chilong, or something guarded by Chilong, that forced this force to act this way, fearing others might snatch it, so they struck first to gain the upper hand.

As for stabilizing one’s footing, a force capable of deploying over a hundred Celestial Phase experts at once probably never took this matter seriously.

Yang Zhen took a sharp breath, looking at the over a hundred Celestial Phase experts in mid-air, immediately feeling a bit overwhelmed.

Even though he felt these people were shamelessly taking advantage of Chilong’s peril, right now was not the time to go and disturb their efforts to trap Chilong.

Over a hundred Celestial Phase experts, who could withstand that? Just one spit from each person could spray Yang Zhen all the way to the Northernmost Land of the Northern Domain.

Feng Wuya and others also had shocked expressions flashing across their faces, looking at each other, unable to recall any force that carried such terrifying depth.

Clearly, including the Holy Court and the Demon God Territory, even those Great Sects that had shaken the entire cultivation world had not reached the level of this mysterious force.

Among the tens of thousands of practitioners there, the five Celestial Phase experts from the Holy Court also had extremely ugly expressions, glancing in Yang Zhen’s direction, eyes shimmering with complexity.

At this time, almost all old grudges were forcibly put aside by both parties. Facing such an unknown and terrifying force, even if the Holy Court and the Demon God Territory did not join forces, they would most certainly not fight each other again.

Yang Zhen, a bit curious, looked at the thieving cat and asked, “Think quickly, on the Nether State continent, has there ever been a force that could suddenly bring out over a hundred Celestial Phase experts?”

The scoundrel cat glared and said, “Do you think my head is just something that can recall whatever it wishes whenever it wants to? However, speaking of the place called Nether State mainland, if we’re to discuss a power that’s second to none, it’s undoubtedly the Great Nether Dynasty that flourished thirty thousand years ago. It’s just that by the time the Great Nether Dynasty fell into ruin, they could no longer bring forth so many strong practitioners.”

Yang Zhen’s eyes lit up and he nodded, “Then there’s no mistake, it must definitely be the Great Nether Dynasty beyond doubt.”

The others paused in surprise, and the scoundrel cat looked at Yang Zhen with astonishment, “How can you be so sure?”

Yang Zhen curled his lips, “If even the once-great Great Nether Dynasty couldn’t survive until now, in the past thirty thousand years, what other people in this world drifting in the void could possibly establish such a force?”

Falling into deep thought, the scoundrel cat mumbled to itself, “Damn, now that you mention it, there seems to be some sense to that. But what bone did the Great Nether Dynasty have to pick with Chilong? Could it be that Chilong offended them in the past?”

In such a situation, all they could do was watch helplessly as events unfolded and listen to the rumors and half-truths to gather any useful information.

Yang Zhen, looking perfectly at ease, leaned against a rock to recover his strength. Comprehending the Sky Spring Queyang Array had taken a great toll on his spirit, and he had not fully recovered yet.

However, his gains this time were unprecedentedly rich. Not only had Yang Zhen mastered this ancient array capable of nurturing life, but he also gained a deeper insight into the contents of the two Heavenly Books. Everything was recorded in his mind, and although he hadn’t mastered the ability to apply his knowledge flexibly, he no longer needed to refer to the books. With just the right opportunity, Yang Zhen would wholly master the two Heavenly Books.

Only through deep exploration of the Heavenly Books did Yang Zhen suddenly realize that they truly deserved their reputation as the most precious Heaven and Earth Treasure. Its mysteries were endless, and even someone with Yang Zhen’s horrifying talent couldn’t fully master them in a year, two years, or even a hundred or two hundred years.

Yang Zhen wondered who could have created the Heavenly Books in the first place, reckoning that even an Emperor Realm Expert might not achieve such a feat.

While everyone watched the events unfold with curious anticipation, many people started walking towards them from the foot of the giant mountain.

Among them, two groups were particularly fearsome. Whether it was Yang Zhen or Feng Wuji, including the Heaven Realm practitioners not far away, all their faces changed.

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The leaders of the two groups exuded an aura comparable to that of Chilong!

Yang Zhen had no idea what realms these two individuals were in; they appeared middle-aged at the most. However, facing the vast star-like auras of these two, Yang Zhen felt a profound sense of powerlessness.

“Half-step Great Saint!”

Feng Wuji inhaled sharply, his expression more solemn than ever before.

Yang Zhen was startled and looked at the newcomers with surprise, plastering a harmless smile on his face. He really hadn’t expected someone so formidable would actually arrive—Half-step Great Saint! No wonder their aura felt like an endless black hole, impossible to see through no matter how one tried.

With such strong practitioners, of course, he had to make connections. Yang Zhen felt he should be even more low-key.

Just as Yang Zhen was about to raise his hand and wear his harmless smile, attempting to greet a Half-step Great Saint to become more familiar, the Half-step Great Saint glanced at everyone and suddenly said, “Scram!”

Scram?

Fucking clear-cut and straightforward!

Yang Zhen’s eyes suddenly widened.

The word from the mouth of a half-step Great Saint scared everyone’s faces pale.

Tens of thousands of practitioners unconsciously ran backwards as fast as they could, because after the half-step Great Saint finished speaking that word, he suddenly burst out with a sky-high killing intent, as if anyone who ran slowly would be killed by a single glance from the Great Saint.

Yang Zhen looked astonished at the stern-faced middle-aged man in front of him, pointed at his own nose, and was speechless.

Damn it, I thought I was arrogant enough, but there’s always someone more arrogant. Today I’ve seen someone even more outrageous.

Without agreed terms, made the present people roll away, and it was more than a dozen against tens of thousands of practitioners.

But looking at their formation, a half-step Great Saint, over a dozen Celestial Phase powerhouses, such power would be eligible to say such words anywhere.

Feng Wuya and others had angry expressions flashing on their faces. Which among the present wasn’t a ruler in their own right? Now being pointed at and cursed at, to roll away, naturally, it was hard to save face.

An expert from the sacred court looked at another half-step Great Saint with a grim, unsatisfied expression and said, “Senior, the Nether State continent suddenly manifested a new domain, and we’ve come to investigate. Now we are a full thirty thousand zhang away from you, there’s no need to be so ruthless, to just tell us to roll away.”

The surrounding people also had faces filled with anger that they didn’t dare express, all casting their gazes toward the elderly man from the sacred court.

The old man with cultivation around the sixth heaven of the Celestial Phase, although not high, was also fearless; how could the sacred court’s dignity be tossed aside so easily?

Two half-step Great Saints!

Yang Zhen’s eyeballs almost popped out. He had only glanced hurriedly earlier; how had he not noticed that among the dozen or so people heading toward the sacred court, the leading one was also a half-step Great Saint?

“Alright, we’ll roll right now!”

Yang Zhen bowed deeply like an utterly useless person, cupped his hands towards the half-step Great Saint and dragged Feng Wuya and the Five Wheel Heavenly Lord away as he retreated tens of thousands of zhang before stopping. Seeing that the half-step Great Saint turned his head without emotion, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

“Kid, just leaving like this, where should I put my old face?” Five Wheel Heavenly Lord widened his eyes, cursing despite his old age. If not for Yang Zhen holding him back, he might have charged forward in desperation.

Feng Wuya also frowned, obviously feeling a bit frustrated when looking at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen didn’t care at all, glancing in the direction of the sacred court members, and said, “What’s the point of face? Don’t you think that compared to your little life, face is something dispensable?”

Everyone was taken aback by his words, especially Feng Wuya, who gave a wry smile and said, “It doesn’t have to look so cowar…”

Feng Wuya hadn’t finished speaking when they suddenly heard a cold snort, causing everyone’s faces to change drastically.

Buzz—!

A buzzing sound, as if the entire heaven and earth had been shackled by some force. As Yang Zhen and the others looked up, the sacred court elder who had shown disrespect and dissatisfaction towards the half-step Great Saint turned pale, staggered backward over ten steps before stopping, his face alternating between green and red. As he opened his mouth to speak, he spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood and fell backwards rigidly.

“Elder Fang!”

Wang Zhaohu’s expression changed, he quickly pulled up Elder Fang and said in a deep voice, “Let’s go!”

Yang Zhen pointed towards Elder Fang’s direction, and said, “See? A half-step Great Saint can kill a person with just a glance. Who can withstand that?”

“What are we going to do then?” Five Wheel Heavenly Lord glanced at the roaring and fuming Chilong in the sky, feeling unreconciled.

Even if they couldn’t obtain the treasure guarded by Chilong, it’d be nice to take a look. But now, with two half-step Great Saints emerging and not allowing anyone to even peek, one word deterred tens of thousands of practitioners, and nobody dared to act.

“Let’s go, this matter can’t be pursued!” Feng Wuya looked at the half-step Great Saint with a somewhat helpless expression, his face revealing complex emotions.

How humiliating?

Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, “You guys go back first, I still have some things to do.”

The sly cat’s eyes lit up and said, “Kid, are you planning to stir up trouble?”

“Stir up what trouble, do I look like I can handle it?” Yang Zhen glared and said, “I need to recover. Once I’m better, I’ll immediately return to White Cloud Mountain and properly build the sect, acting as a good kid from now on. This is way too dangerous, just a glance can kill.”

Though the people were skeptical, they could only slowly leave. Yang Zhen often caused trouble, but he surely wouldn’t be foolish enough to do so right under a half-step Great Saint’s watch, right?

This time, even the sly cat didn’t follow Yang Zhen. Cause trouble?

That’s impossible, unless Yang Zhen had gone mad.

Yang Zhen glanced at the two half-step Great Saints, hid behind a huge rock, and his body slowly sank into the stone. A muttering voice drifted out:

“Damn it, when has this Sao Saint ever suffered such a damn loss?”