Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes-Chapter 871 - 897 I’m Just a Bit Lucky!
Chapter 871 -897 I’m Just a Bit Lucky!
The seventh elder of the Demon Sect was alluringly talented, with an appearance that betrayed no hint of age. But everyone knew, how could a man who was acquainted, and even close friends, with Feng Wuya and others be as young as he appeared?
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When the seventh elder of the Demon Sect made his appearance, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, even Yang Zhen was taken aback.
This seventh elder of the Demon Sect was indeed a peak power of the Celestial Phase, as Feng Wuya and the others had said. The aura emanating from him was not grand but was so profound that it was inscrutable, mysterious like a black hole.
Yang Zhen grinned, finding a challenger of interest at last. If the seventh elder of the Demon Sect had been as mundane as Demon Five, only overpowering in five aspects, Yang Zhen would have lost interest.
In fact, Yang Zhen had already prepared himself, realizing one of these three Demon Sect elders must possess a superior intellect. Otherwise, how could they have trapped and killed thousands with such ease?
The Demon Sect was indeed somewhat intriguing.
As Yang Zhen glanced at Feng Wuya and the others, ready to roll up his sleeves for a hearty fight, the seventh elder revealed a meaningful smile and raised his right hand!
This sudden gesture caused everyone’s hearts to seize, and Yang Zhen furrowed his brows.
It didn’t seem like a prelude to attack. With Yang Zhen’s understanding of various forces, he detected not the slightest fluctuation of energy from the seventh elder of the Demon Sect.
While everyone was perplexed, the frenzied Demon Puppets and the brainwashed practitioners stopped their assault in unison. Like a receding tide, they all withdrew noisily.
Feng Wuya and the others exchanged looks and steeled their hearts.
Through the ages, the myriad practitioners of the Western Region had never shied away from any battle. Their contests with the Demon Sect had been fought over blood-drenched grounds, with victories and defeats that spanned a myriad years.
Yet today, the seventh elder of the Demon Sect unprecedentedly chose retreat, leaving Feng Wuya and the others with an ominous premonition.
Yang Zhen wore a puzzled expression as he watched the seventh elder of the Demon Sect, and asked in astonishment, “Why have these guys retreated?”
Feng Wuya, after pondering for a moment, said, “They must have another agenda!”
Upper Crow Heavenly Lord snorted coldly, his gaze fixed on the seventh elder of the Demon Sect as he said, “Xin Hai has always been known for his unpredictability. Be cautious of deceit!”
At this moment, the man known as Xin Hai, the seventh elder nicknamed Demon Five, smiled and floated in mid-air, calmly addressing Feng Wuya and the others, “As expected, the Demon God Territory has reached this stage. What disappoints me, though, is that the new forces of the Yaochi Holy Land are far too weak. I’m curious whether, under the protection of the Demon God Territory, the Yaochi Holy Land will be able to guard this sacred tomb!”
Xin Hai’s demeanor was composed, his words light and breezy, as if he had no burning desire for the sacred tomb, yet as though he had already counted it among his possessions, treating all this merely as a game of cat and mouse.
Yao Lianxing’s face turned ashen as he scoffed and said, “Even if we can’t hold it, it won’t fall into the hands of the Demon Sect!”
Xin Hai laughed heartily, giving Yao Lianxing a meaningful look but remained silent. Instead, he turned his gaze to Yang Zhen, saying with interest, “Lad, you’re not bad, not bad at all. I’ve taken a small interest in you. We’ll meet inside the sacred tomb!”
Yang Zhen made a face and waved his hand dismissively, “There are plenty who are interested in me, I won’t miss one more. Better pray you don’t encounter me inside the sacred tomb!”
“Oh?” Xin Hai looked surprised and asked curiously, “Why is that?”
Yang Zhen replied earnestly, “Because I happen to be quite lucky. If I stumble upon those fateful opportunities, then you others will really have nothing to do with them!”
Xin Hai burst out laughing, his figure gradually fading, as he gave Yang Zhen a profound look and said, “Kid, I like your spirit. Confidence is good, but too much of it becomes laughable!”
As Xin Hai was about to disappear into thin air, everyone’s expressions slowly changed.
“Oh, by the way!” Xin Hai’s voice came again: “Almost forgot to tell you, while you’re here full of confidence, I’m already about to enter the sacred tomb!”
What?
Hearing these words, everyone’s faces turned pale with fright, and Feng Wuyi let out a cold huff, saying in a grave voice, “Not good!”
He was in the midst of transforming into a god!
The real Xin Hai never came here!
Upper Crow Heavenly Lord’s face flickered with indecision as he stared at Yao Lianxing and asked, “Where is the Sacred Tomb?”
Yao Lianxing’s face was full of surprise as he frowned and said, “The entire Tianxing Valley is suffused with sacred light, and we have been searching for the exact location of the Sacred Tomb these past few days, but we’ve found no trace of it, let alone an entrance. We haven’t gathered any useful information, only…”
The crowd, upon hearing what Yao Lianxing had to say, were just about to breathe a sigh of relief when their expressions turned grave in a flash, and they hurriedly asked, “Only what?”
Yao Lianxing’s face was a mix of weirdness as he continued, “Only the Demon Sect seems not to interfere with the Yaochi Holy Land’s search inside Tianxing Valley, and they have only sent a few demon puppets to look for information.”
Upon saying this, Yao Lianxing asked with hesitation on his face, “Could it be… that the Sacred Tomb is not in Tianxing Valley at all?”
Yang Zhen looked puzzled as he turned to Feng Wuyi and asked, “Wasn’t it said that the Demon Sect had already found the Sacred Tomb?”
Feng Wuyi shook his head and said, “The Sacred Tomb must exist, and the Demon Sect indeed found the general direction of the Sacred Tomb, yet like the Yaochi Holy Land, they have not determined the exact location!”
Once these words were spoken, the entire valley fell into silence, everyone exchanging glances, full of worry and consternation.
Bastard the cat murmured on the side, “Now we’re in trouble, we don’t even know where the Sacred Tomb is. If those neither-human-nor-ghost creatures find it first, there will be hell to pay!”
If the Demon Sect found the Sacred Tomb first, it goes without saying that the Western Region would be under the Demon Sect’s sole dominance for the time following, and it could even affect the entire world of cultivation, for the people of the Demon Sect are simply too crazed, the followers even more fanatic.
Yao Lianxing looked at everyone with a bitter smile and asked, “What do we do now? It seems like there are people in the Demon Sect who can sense the aura of the Sacred Tomb. If they calculate the exact location of the Sacred Tomb, the entire Yaochi Holy Land is bound to suffer, not to mention the Demon God Territory will be having a really hard time!”
Feng Wuyi snorted coldly but halted mid-sentence, then sighed and said, “We’ve already fallen behind, we can’t let Xin Hai lead us by the nose anymore. We must find them before they obtain the inheritance of the Sacred Tomb!”
“But where do we go to find the Sacred Tomb?” Five Wheel Heavenly Lord rolled his eyes.
How to find it in such a vast area?
Everyone fell silent.
Let’s not even mention that Xin Hai might have already found the entrance; even if they hadn’t, where could everyone go to search for the real entrance to the Sacred Tomb at this point?
Just as everyone was at a loss, Yang Zhen suddenly spoke up, “I know!”
All eyes immediately turned to Yang Zhen!
Yang Zhen smiled and looked at everyone, saying, “I know where the Sacred Tomb is!”
Feng Wuyi looked at Yang Zhen with surprise, his voice laced with suspicion, “You know? How would you know?”
During this time, Yang Zhen had been indulging in the pleasures of the Demon God Territory, oblivious to the outside world and focused on recovering from his injuries while also stabilizing his cultivation. The emergence of the Sacred Tomb was something Feng Wuyi had informed Yang Zhen about. Yet now, Yang Zhen claimed he knew the location of the Sacred Tomb?
Yang Zhen chuckled softly, turned his head to look at Yao Lianxing, and asked, “The Demon Sect and the Yaochi Holy Land have been coexisting peacefully, they search on their own, and you on yours. Why did they suddenly launch a large-scale attack on the Yaochi Holy Land? What were your people doing before their attack on the Yaochi Holy Land?”
Hearing these words, Yao Lianxing’s face went ashen, and he exclaimed in shock, “Demon Wind Cliff!”
