Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes-Chapter 777 - : 783
Chapter 777: 783
“What… What kind of Martial Skill is this?”
“It’s even more terrifying than the hit that Senior Yue just made. Could it be a technique that even Senior Yue himself can’t withstand?”
“That’s not a Technique. It does not give off any vibrations of True Essence at all. It must be some sort of treasure. However, it seems to be Companion Heavenly Fire. What kind of Heavenly Fire is this that has such power?”
“Can the Companion Heavenly Fire be used to such a horrifying extent?”
Everyone was shocked by Yang Zhen’s terrifying blow, but at the same time, they were increasingly worried about him.
Sure enough, after the terrifying blast subsided and the skies were still filled with dust, a thunderous roar echoed, “Brat, you’re as good as dead. You’ve completely enraged me, now!”
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Yang Zhen gave a scoff, directed at Yue Qian, saying, “Damn, am I only angering you, the Sao Saint, now? Come on, come bite me!”
“You scoundrel, I will grind you into dust!”
Boom!
A blast that shook the heavens roared, the top of the hill seeming about to explode. Countless rocks burst apart, flying in every direction. A wave of terrorizing force erupted, drastically changing the sky as if it were suppressed.
Wrapped in horrifying momentum, Yue Qian rose slowly into the sky, resembling a massive black wave of fire. His rampant forces dimmed the entire sky.
What made everyone around him pale was the exceptionally horrifying aura that Yue Qian emitted. Along with Taoist details, the energy field formed a protective barrier that enveloped the peak of Mount Sumeru, drawing gasps from those witnessing it.
“Momentum!”
The Saint Palace Master exclaimed and said heavily, “To deal with merely a Practitioner at the Divine Transformation Stage, he has utilized such immense strength. It seems Yue Qian is really resolved to take Yang Zhen’s life.”
“Is this the power of Momentum?” The Third Saintess turned pale and stared at the raging turmoil in the sky, muttering to herself in a tone filled with desperation. Even her breath became extremely labored.
Yang Zhen was also taken aback. He had felt this power before, an extremely mysterious form of strength. To this day, Yang Zhen had no idea what kind of phenomenon it represented, but it was spine-chillingly formidable.
But obviously, the power that Yang Zhen had not yet realized should not exist in the current world. It likely belonged to a far-off antique era or even more ancient times.
Seeing the solemn look on Yang Zhen’s face, Yue Qian in the sky grunted coldly. Even though he looked a bit disheveled, his momentum was like a surging wave.
“Brat, I admit that you have abundant opportunities and various powerful means of strength that you’ve cultivated. Typical Practitioners would find it a headache to handle such a situation. But facing me, you don’t have any chance of winning.”
Yang Zhen curled his lips, put away the Great Missing Sword and said, “If you want to fight, then fight. Why all the useless talk? If this Sao Saint gave you ten crystal stones to chat with me, would you then spare me?”
“Arrogant!”
Yue Qian gave a cold laugh as his sword abruptly transformed into a dazzling light, merging into heaven and earth.
“Since you’re so stubborn, I’ll let you witness what true despair is!”
Boom!
The terrifying momentum erupted, transforming into countless sword shadows as if a multitude of swords filled the sky. The endless waves of energy rushed towards Yang Zhen, leaving him nowhere to hide.
“This is bad!”
The Saint of Jade Pool gave a cold snort, his countenance changing drastically. He said to the Elder Jian and the Palace Master of Yao Saint Palace, “Let’s act together to save Yang Zhen!”
However, before the trio had a chance to make a move, Yang Zhen suddenly roared, a sound of Dragon Elephant roars echoing from his entire body.
“If you want this Sao Saint’s life, you aren’t qualified enough!”
Saying these words, Yang Zhen’s clothes suddenly tore apart. The golden glow around his skin made for an astonishing sight.
The Saint of the Jade Pool’s face changed, exclaiming in surprise, “Wait a minute!”
Seeing the golden glow emanating from Yang Zhen, the Saint of the Jade Pool muttered to himself, “This young man has cultivated body refining techniques to such a degree. What is he using, and why is the aura so intense?”
“What kind of aura?” Elder Jian asked with a puzzled expression. “It seems like a chaotic aura. Could it be an ancient body refining method?”
“I’m not sure, but what’s certain, is that it’s not a technique passed down from ancient times because no technique from ancient times can cultivate the body to the Degree of Saintship.”
“Saintship?”
The Third Saintess exclaimed in surprise and asked, “What is Saintship?”
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Wu Tao was stunned, staring blankly at the golden inscriptions circulating under Yang Zhen’s skin, his face filled with fascination, murmuring, “San Sheng, I never thought the legendary San Sheng really exists.”
“What is San Sheng?” Mo Shuiyan widened her eyes as she examined Yang Zhen’s body, murmuring, “He does have a nice figure.”
Wu Tao glanced at Mo Shuiyan and said, “San Sheng is a realm, a state of transcending human limitations reached after one’s body cultivation peaks. It means to eliminate one’s self and fear, allowing heavenly bodies to cycle.”
Everyone listened in confusion, their faces shocked as they watched the terrifying scene before them, their complexions all changed.
‘Eradicate self and fear,’ ‘allow heavenly bodies to cycle,’ even bodies of steel would have to kneel before such a terrifying force, such a horrifying sky full of flying blades.
“Yang Zhen, get away quickly!”
Mo Shuiyan’s face changed dramatically, not caring about anything else, she immediately called out.
Under such horrifying power, there was no chance of survival for any practitioner in the Divine Transformation Stage!
However, the next moment, everyone’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
A wicked smile appeared on Yang Zhen’s face. In a sudden movement, he rushed toward Yue Qian. The terrifying wave around him was like a gigantic sun, golden and radiant. With a boom, he charged and launched himself towards Yue Qian in mid-air.
“Seeking death!”
Yue Qian let out a cold yell, and with a casual wave of his hand, countless blades emanated a terrifying aura capable of destroying heaven and earth. They formed a net of swords and fiercely rained down on Yang Zhen.
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“Not good!”
Elder Jian’s expression changed, as a swordsman, he naturally felt the power of this net of swords. He moved, charging out like a long sword.
Humm!
The sword net hit Yang Zhen’s body, instantly shredding his flesh with countless spurts of blood. In a blink, Yang Zhen turned into a blood man.
However, Yang Zhen’s speed did not decrease at all, on the contrary, it increased.
“To kill me, the Sao Saint, you’re not qualified!”
Yang Zhen’s voice, like multiple pounding hammers, resonated heavily in everyone’s ears, stunning them.
“Wild! Heaven! Sacrifice!”
Boom!
A thunderous rumble echoed through Mount Sumeru which seemed to have been shaken by an invisible force as countless Heaven and Earth True Essence rushed toward Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen laughed loudly, wildly arrogant. The energy around him increased at a crazy speed, and in a blink, he surpassed the realm of Divine Transformation Stage.
“Impossible!”
Elder Jian stopped abruptly, his face in disbelief as he looked at Yang Zhen, “What martial skill is this that allowed him to breakthrough the Divine Transformation Stage in an instant?”
The Palace Master of Yao Saint Palace was also greatly surprised, but then he realized, “Yang Zhen did it on purpose.”
On purpose?
What on purpose?
Everyone was confused, not understanding what the Palace Master of Yao Saint Palace meant.
“Yang Zhen intentionally let himself be injured by the sword net. Otherwise, even with his physical strength, he would not be able to withstand the terrifying power of Heaven and Earth Qi. What…what is he really planning to do?”
Boom! Boom!
Two earth-shattering booms echoed, frightening waves of fire blocked the sun. A golden red flame and a bone-chilling gray flame covered the entire peak of Mount Sumeru in a blink.
Yang Zhen jumped up, in mid-air, looking like an endless black hole, wildly absorbing Heaven and Earth power. With a wave of his hands, the two flames traced a perfect arc, as if forming a Taiji symbol, and finally converged.
A fire lotus, the size of a grinding wheel, appeared in mid-air, with black and red colors. The surrounding Heavenly and Earthly dark paths were so dark that light couldn’t even reach the fire lotus.
Seeing this fire lotus, Jin Heng’s face changed drastically. He turned and ran, “Blame it on your mother, run, run quickly!”
