Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes-Chapter 858 - 874: The Ancient Holy Text
Chapter 858: Chapter 874: The Ancient Holy Text
In the half-empty sky, black characters shimmered brilliantly, terrifying waves of energy encircled the text, emanating strands of Taoist details.
Yang Zhen couldn’t discern what the characters were; they were a script he had never encountered before. Merely casting his eyes over them, without even needing to grasp their meaning, he could perceive an aura of talent. Just a glance would evoke a profound stirring within him, as if he were traversing a sea of talent.
This sensation truly startled Yang Zhen, his eyes as wide as a bull’s, staring up in disbelief, as if he had turned to stone!
This was indeed a revelation. Who could have thought talent could be manipulated in such a way?
Merely by forming these characters which he couldn’t comprehend at all, he felt as if he was absorbing talent and purifying his soul. If this was the way it worked, what use was there for soul-nourishing chicken soup?
Yang Zhen gaped at everything unfolding before him, his face a mask of incredulity. If such things were possible on the Pale Blue Planet, they would have conquered the universe long ago.
Imagine, in school, if teachers simply conjured up characters and students sat watching; knowledge would surge effortlessly. Wouldn’t they all be capable of attending Tsinghua and Peking University after three to five years?
Yang Zhen pondered whether he could learn this ability. Then, he could simply go back to the Pale Blue Planet and start a school, already having thought of a slogan, “Come, our school has a 100% acceptance rate to Tsinghua and Peking University!”
Hum——!
A thunderous roar filled earth and sky; the terrifying characters in mid-air enlarged to the point of blotting out the sun, and Yang Zhen snapped alert, astonished to see black threads, visible to the naked eye, webbing across the sky and rushing towards the black imperial essence beast in the void.
Roar——!
A bellow as fierce as heaven’s rage erupted, and the black imperial essence beast swelled against the wind, its massive form obscuring the sky. In its roaring fury, it scattered the imperial essence of the Demon God Territory with a swipe of its paw.
Feng Wuya’s face turned ashen, staring at the slowly circulating text in mid-air, he solemnly said, “Ancient holy text, I had not expected you to have acquired even this.”
Demon Five’s face flickered with a mocking smile as he nodded and said, “The abyss in the Demon God Territory contains ancient holy power. Should you perish utterly, even the entire Saint Palace would be helpless against you. Did you think we came here unprepared?”
As he spoke, Demon Weapon glanced at the crowd below and declared, “Two imperial essences were present, naturally, only one remains now. The other, even if formed, lacks grace and grandeur. Add to that a near-emperor level technique, and the ancient holy text, it’s enough to drive you mad with desire. Fate and fortune are in your hands—I’ve delivered them. Whether you accept them or not, is your choice.”
Not accept?
Only a fool would refuse!
The crowd seethed, nearly losing their minds as they began to comprehend the terrifying power of the ancient holy texts, and many even experienced breakthroughs. Waves of overwhelming power surged forth, quickly enveloping the entire sacred grounds.
At this point, nothing else mattered!
The heavens roared. Had the Demon God Territory removed the cloaking barrier, most of the people present would likely have been killed or injured, and a large part of the Demon God Territory itself might have been annihilated by divine punishment.
By now, the Demon God Territory was so concerned about potential devastation, it could not afford to dispense with the barrier, even if the cost was unbearable.
Feng Wuya’s complexion turned steel-blue; with a cold snort, he moved his hands, and the cloaking barrier emitted a series of humming sounds. The black psychic force instantly vanished without a trace.
Yang Zhen’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.
Feng Wuya was simply too terrifying; how could he, under these circumstances, instantly dissolve psychic force?
The next moment, a sinking feeling struck Yang Zhen’s heart.
No, not dissolved—nor purified. Even if it was purified, Yang Zhen should have been able to detect the psychic force, but now he felt it still gathering everywhere, he just couldn’t see it anymore.
Clearly, the fact that Yang Zhen and the others could see the psychic force was not because it was usually visible to practitioners, but because of the cloaking barrier.
Now that Feng Wu Ya had removed that ability, naturally, everyone could no longer see it.
Just as Yang Zhen was puzzled and unsure of what Feng Wu Ya was up to, Feng Wu Ya suddenly said in a deep voice, “Demon God Territory, heed my command, prepare for battle.”
Roar—!
Earth-shattering roars thundered, as all those from the Demon God Territory let out furious howls in unison.
Yang Zhen’s heart chilled, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.
“Zhong Huang, open the abyss, withdraw the Deceiving Heaven Cloak, these mere hundred-plus remnants of Demon Puppets think they can do as they please on the Demon God Territory’s grounds, utterly delusional.”
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What?
Hearing Feng Wu Ya’s words, everyone’s faces changed color, including the towering Demon Weapon Mo Wu, who trembled all over and roared in disbelief, “Feng Wu Ya, have you gone mad? If you open the abyss and take down the Deceiving Heaven Cloak, we are sure to die, but not a single one of the ten thousand Practitioners present will survive either. Even your Demon God Territory will suffer massive casualties, and the heritage of thousands of years will be destroyed overnight. Is this your so-called righteousness?”
Hearing Demon Weapon Mo Wu’s words, before Zhong Huang and others could speak, many Practitioners at the scene grew furious, with some even having a flash of crimson light in their eyes, staring fixedly at the people from the Demon God Territory, and emitting howls from their throats like fierce beasts ready to devour others.
Seeing this, Demon Weapon Mo Wu laughed heartily, pointing at Feng Wu Ya and the rest, he said, “Do you see? This is the Ancient Heritage you all worship, this is your so-called Sacred Land, the Demon God Territory, where you claim we have committed all misdeeds. Yet who is it that, in the end, disregards your very lives?”
The very last word boomed deafeningly, as if a terrifying wave of sound came crashing down from the ninth heaven, directly pouring into everyone’s ears.
Yang Zhen was startled by this scoundrel, quickly covering his ears, and looked down at the crowd below with a face full of shock.
Below, the crowd suddenly burst with waves of black energy, forming a cloud-like billow in mid-air during the tumultuous surge, and after being roared at by the black-emperor beast, it swallowed it all in one gulp.
Roar—!
The beast roared to the sky, its terrifying presence even contending with the heavens and earth, as waves of ferocity, powerful enough to destroy the sky and the earth, surged straight through the Deceiving Heaven Cloak towards the vault of heaven.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The heavens roared furiously, with bolts of wild lightning falling from the sky, crashing onto the Deceiving Heaven Cloak, which became perilously unstable.
A beast daring to defy the heavens?
Yang Zhen had a look of astonishment on his face, and turning to the cheeky cat, he asked, “What’s going on here?”
The cheeky cat sneakily looked for an escape route, but when it heard Yang Zhen’s question, it nearly jumped out of its skin in fright. Once it had recovered, it said irritably, “Kid, what do you think this ‘mind power’ is? It is a power of faith, everyone here has gone mad, they are no longer themselves, can’t you see?”
“Brainwashing?” Yang Zhen’s expression darkened, and he narrowed his eyes towards Demon Weapon Mo Wu in the sky.
That scoundrel was laughing maniacally in mid-air, his face filled with ferocious delight, but at that moment, heaven and earth were in an uproar; who had the leisure to watch him?
Watching as endless Practitioners charged towards the stage, Yang Zhen’s hair stood on end from fright.
“I hate brainwashing the most, is there any way to break this damn thing?”
The cheeky cat looked at Yang Zhen as if he were an idiot and said, “Unless you have something even more profound than the Ancient Holy Scriptures to cleanse their souls.”
“Something more profound than the Ancient Holy Scriptures?”
Yang Zhen muttered to himself, his expression growing more and more bizarre, for some reason, he suddenly thought of the golden scriptures inside his head.
He had wanted to keep a low profile, but his power just wouldn’t allow it!
