Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1120

Chapter 1120: Chapter 1147 This Name Is Very Mischievous Indeed (Second Update) Chapter 1120: Chapter 1147 This Name Is Very Mischievous Indeed (Second Update) A group of people came to the location of the sword spirit in a grand procession, and Yang Zhen suddenly felt a bit of regret.

The mountains and fields were filled with fierce sword qi everywhere, as if someone was performing the 'Myriad Swords to the Ancestral Point' atop the mountain. Was this even a place for humans to stay?

It was nearly taking his life!

Deep in the thick forests, lush and verdant, there were patches of miasma everywhere, the terrain was slippery and difficult to traverse–Yang Zhen suspected that landslides could happen here at any moment!

Although the environment wasn't great, there were plenty of people. Along the way, practitioners of various attire, classified by their cultivation strength, were camped in layers, barricading the mountaintop so tightly there was no way through.

The closer he got to the mountaintop, the more Yang Zhen could feel that sharp aura. Although nobody knew where the sword spirit was at the moment, everyone could sense that it must still be somewhere on this mountain.

In mid-air, many Half-step Great Saints were barely hovering, while some of the beings of the Saint Realm and Great Saints were inching even closer to the mountaintop.

The campaign of the Heaven Mountain Holy Land was at the place closest to the peak, where many houses had even been established–Yang Zhen suddenly felt much more comfortable.

Looking at the situation, it seemed that staying here for quite some days was inevitable. Having a place to stay was much better than sleeping in the wilderness.

Yang Zhen didn't mind using the earth as his bed and the sky as his blanket, but would the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord, who looked like a delicate young lady, be willing to sleep on the ground with him?

With this thought, Yang Zhen looked at the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord and snickered with a strange laugh.

Seeing the arrival of the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord and others, many people showed shocked expressions, and the news quickly spread.

“Even the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord has come. It seems that Luo Shanyang's arrival has put quite some pressure on the Heaven Mountain Holy Land.”

“That's not the right way to talk about it. Although Luo Shanyang is known as the Sword Maniac, he has not found the sword spirit until now. Besides, even if he finds the sword spirit, whether Luo Shanyang can gain its recognition or not, who could say for sure?”

“Have you noticed? The people from the Shaking Light Holy Land are also moving frequently, it seems like they're scheming something.”

“Shaking Light Holy Land? It is said that the Shaking Light Saint is diligently practicing swordsmanship, I wonder if he can surpass Luo Shanyang.”

“How is that possible? Among the young generation present, who can surpass Luo Shanyang in mastery of Sword Dao?”

Discussions abounded among the onlookers. Yang Zhen listened with interest and walked forward while looking for Luo Shanyang's figure.

Unfortunately, Luo Shanyang was not here. This guy, arrogant enough to claim 'all peers are but ants,' really was insufferably arrogant.

Dammit, Yang Zhen felt somewhat displeased inside. Even he, the Sao Saint, had never said something so outrageous. When he met this Luo Shanyang, he was determined to see whether the man had three heads and six arms or an extra eye.

Nine Dragons Saint saw the expression on Yang Zhen's face and said with a bitter smile, “There are many strong ones here, and there are some who even I would not dare to provoke lightly. You should act low-key and take finding the sword spirit as the main priority.”

Yang Zhen nodded and said, “Don't worry. When it comes to being low-key, this Sao Saint has never been a coward.”

Before him, Fu Yao and Li Qingfeng stumbled, nearly falling into a swamp next to them.

Fu Yao gave Yang Zhen a strange look, low-key?

If Yang Zhen counted as low-key, then they were far too unnoticeable.

Li Qingfeng's fists clenched with creaking sounds, but what could he do? This time, the search for the sword spirit was entirely centered around Yang Zhen.

The older generation of strong ones almost had an unspoken rule: unless under special circumstances, even if the sword spirit appeared, they would not attempt to subjugate it. Throughout the ages, whenever a sword spirit had manifested, there had never been a case of an older generation powerhouse successfully subjugating one.

It was always some young talent, and specifically one outstanding in the Sword Dao, who could gain the sword spirit's acknowledgment.

The sword spirit recognized only one master in its life; once the master died, the sword spirit would destroy itself along with its sword, marking its owner's grave. Hence, when a sword spirit manifested, it always appeared alone, not alongside any unparalleled swords!

All the way, Yang Zhen had analyzed the temperament of the sword spirit thoroughly. The various legends of times past had been discussed endlessly by everyone in bits and pieces.

Yet… Yang Zhen still felt unsure!

Whether he could subdue the Sword Spirit was one thing, but Yang Zhen had come here precisely to prevent the Sword Spirit from falling into the hands of the swordsman fanatic Luo Shanyang. If he could complete this task, Yang Zhen's mission would be considered accomplished.

As for who would ultimately receive the Sword Spirit, who could say for certain?

Perhaps when Yang Zhen was causing a disruption, the Sword Spirit, taking offense, might just swoosh into the void, and apart from those with the power of the Void who are true powerhouses, who else could give chase?

To date, Yang Zhen had never heard of anyone who could control the power of the Void.

So if the Sword Spirit took flight, it would truly be gone.

While everyone had their own thoughts, a laughter that sounded like thunder suddenly erupted, startling Yang Zhen, who had been lost in thought. He quickly looked towards the source of the sound.

“Look who's here, it's none other than Zi Yuan herself. So, does your Heaven Mountain Holy Land have to secure the Sword Spirit this time by any means necessary?”

Zi Yuan?

Hearing this name, Yang Zhen almost couldn't connect it with the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord.

Who was this person who dared to address the venerable Heaven Mountain Holy Lord so informally?

An elderly man with thick eyebrows and large eyes appeared before everyone, resembling a naughty old child, with a ruddy complexion, his eyes bulging round like bubble eyes of a horned frog, and his button-like, red nose giving him an exceptionally comical look.

The appearance of this old man, however, was no laughing matter for anyone present; the terrifying aura emanating from him was like the stars themselves, drawing one in with just a glance.

Apart from Yang Zhen, Nine Dragons, and the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord, everyone instinctively averted their gaze.

“Eh?” The old man let out a light exclamation, circled around Yang Zhen twice after landing, and then laughed heartily, saying, “Not bad, kiddo, perhaps you could give Luo Shanyang a run for his money. Zi Yuan, where did you find such an interesting fella?”

The Heaven Mountain Holy Lord said with a light smile, “He is a disciple found by Nine Dragons, although not a direct one!”

Speaking, the Heaven Mountain Holy Lord turned to Yang Zhen and said, “This senior before you is none other than Zhou Tong, the Supreme Elder of the Sky Termination Gate from the Central Court, with a complete cultivation at the Ninth Heavenly Layer of the Saint Realm, a powerful being very likely to take that final step.”

Zhou Tong?

Tsk tsk, now that's a name that befits a mischievous old man.

Yang Zhen grinned and said, “An honor to meet you, Elder Zhou Tong.”

Without even thinking, Yang Zhen knew that someone like Zhou Tong coming here must be for the sake of the Sword Demon; otherwise, with his status, who else could possibly summon him?

The Sky Termination Gate, this power was certainly not one to be trifled with; if not surpassing the Heaven Mountain Holy Land by a great margin, it was likely not something the Heaven Mountain Holy Land could compare with.

Zhou Tong curled his lips and said, “Ordinary and boring, no fun at all. Just like Nine Dragons here, can't even kick out a fart with three tries.”

Hearing Zhou Tong's words, Nine Dragons at his side could only offer a wry smile; Zhou Tong was one of the people he dared not provoke lightly.

The others standing nearby, upon hearing Zhou Tong's comments, were momentarily taken aback, giving Yang Zhen strange looks.

Yang Zhen is ordinary and boring?

If he is considered ordinary and boring, then there would be no one in the world who is unorthodox. Who knows what expression Zhou Tong would have upon learning of Yang Zhen's true nature.

The problem is, no one dares to speak up right now.

The Heaven Mountain Holy Lord suppressed a smile and said, “Senior… you two may find that you have much in common.”

Chapter end

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