Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1166

Chapter 1166: Chapter 1192: Reluctantly Stirring up Trouble! (Part 2) Chapter 1166: Chapter 1192: Reluctantly Stirring up Trouble! (Part 2) How powerful are the people from the Third Palace?

No one can truly touch the foundation of the Third Palace because their inheritance is just too immense.

Throughout ancient and modern times, the legacy of the Third Palace has been carried on for so many years, boasting tens of thousands of disciples alone.

Out of tens of thousands of disciples, how many can possess extraordinary talent?

One could guess with their toes that such a sect is not to be provoked.

In any case, Yang Zhen had never seen such a massive sect before.

Whether it's the Maosheng Palace or the Xishuai Palace, each is a formidable presence that makes everyone's scalp tingle.

Especially the Discern Yang Palace within the Third Palace, it's said to be a powerful existence that once brought forth an emperor, and Yang Zhen was amazed to hear it.

“How many such sects were there in the Great Desolation Era?”

Yang Zhen curiously asked Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong pondered for a moment, with a solemn expression, said, “Countless!”

“Holy shit, that terrifying?” Yang Zhen had truly not expected such an answer.

Zhou Tong curled his lips and said, “Since the beginning of the Barbaric Dharma Ending Age, such sects have gradually waned. Up to now, probably only the legacy like the Third Palace can still maintain such a foundation, others have long since faded into obscurity.”

Yang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief; there was still fun to be had. If super sects like the Third Palace started popping up like mushrooms after the rain, what play would there be left?

Zhou Tong seemed to see what Yang Zhen was thinking, and with a twist of his mouth said, “Kid, your talent would stand out even among the Third Palace; however, without the support of a Great Sect, your cultivation is a bit lacking. In the Third Palace, many disciples of your age have already reached the Great Saint Realm.”

Yang Zhen waved his hand indifferently, he wasn't too worried about this.

So what if they were Great Saints? Even if a Great Saint came along, he would still grind them into the ground.

Yang Zhen wasn't the kind of person who fought according to others' cultivation levels; his mood dictated his battles.

Seeing Yang Zhen's nonchalant demeanor, Zhou Tong wanted to say something but then hesitated, his face briefly revealing a schadenfreude expression that Yang Zhen didn't even notice.

“Kid, good luck!” Zhou Tong patted Yang Zhen's shoulder.

Yang Zhen, looking befuddled, watched Zhou Tong and asked, “Will people from the Third Palace definitely come after me, the Sao Saint?”

Zhou Tong nodded and said, “That's inevitable, for who let you defeat me?”

Yang Zhen nearly leaped up to give Zhou Tong a clout, “Damn it, I win against you and bring trouble upon myself?”

Zhou Tong laughed like a 200-pound fat man, his face full of teasing.

“You think Third Palace's Six Gates are like those Demon Flame sects out there?”

Yang Zhen pondered for a moment, then said, “Since they'll definitely come looking for trouble with the Sao Saint, I guess the Sao Saint will just have to reluctantly stir up some trouble first.”

Zhou Tong almost banged his head against the door frame.

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Grand Desolation Emperor Road, located in a desolate mountain to the northwest of the Central Court.

This place is rarely trodden by humans, even fierce beasts are unwilling to come.

An endless chaotic aura swirls around heaven and earth, where many a practitioner's divine senses are devoured, not to mention the dangers that might arise at any moment.

The Grand Desolation Emperor Road is not the name of this region, but instead, the locals have called this place that has been passed down since the Barbaric Era… the Land of Sacrificial Extinction!

All things between heaven and earth offer sacrifices to the azure skies; although life may spring forth in desperate places, the chances are less than one in ten thousand.

Some say that the Land of Sacrificial Extinction was once a battlefield for immortals, while others say it was a place cursed by the demons of the Nine Nether Purgatory. In any case, all sorts of bizarre and peculiar events could happen here.

Not until two emperors had emerged from this place was it referred to as the Emperor Road of the Great Desolation, because although the chances of survival were slim, those who managed to survive could attain a level of understanding of the universe that was beyond the reach of common folk.

The world is vast and melancholic through the ages, burying countless dry bones; even the once mighty experts of the Emperor Realm had perished within, let alone those countless Great Saints.

At the entrance to the Land of Sacrificial Extinction, a group of more than ten individuals emitted terrifying auras, standing quietly on a mountain peak, overlooking the dense, rolling dark red mist. The atmosphere was incredibly solemn.

One of the women in red chuckled and said to everyone, “It seems like all of you are quite nervous.”

A man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes smiled and replied, “Naturally, there's some nervousness, after all, the Emperor Road of the Great Desolation is about to open. In the time to come, the Land of Sacrificial Extinction will become the most bustling place in the entire Central Court, and perhaps even the cultivator's world.”

These were no ordinary people but the disciples and successors of the Third Palace, especially that handsome man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, who was enveloped in Dragon Qi and faintly exuded the dignified aura of a purple star.

The woman in red was no less extraordinary; her aura was elusive, barely noticeable by anyone in front of her unless she spoke up. But once she did, no one else mattered; everyone's mind and soul seemed to be entangled and drawn to her.

“In this world, is there a place that Discern Yang Palace's Yan Zixu fears?”

Discern Yang Palace's Yan Zixu.

Hearing this name, the surrounding practitioners all inhaled sharply, and their discussions grew softer.

The corners of Yan Zixu's mouth twisted into a smile, he gave the woman a meaningful glance, and said, “With Shi Feifei, this enchanting witch here, what is there for me, Yan Zixu, to fear?”

Shi Feifei laughed heartily, bending over backward with laughter, inducing the surrounding crowd to nearly drool.

The burly man behind Yan Zixu, who forced himself not to look at Shi Feifei, humphed and said, “I wonder when the people of the Six Gates will arrive; it's really taking them forever.”

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the ten-plus individuals all showed a keen interest.

Yan Zixu even chuckled and added, “It's said that a disciple named Yang Zhen has appeared among the Six Gates, who even won over Elder Zhou Tong and became Zhou Tong's master. What do you all make of that?”

A glint flashed in Shi Feifei's eyes as she said, “I am indeed quite interested in this Yang Zhen. However, Elder Tu Mieyang has already taken Dong Tianming and others to the Green Lotus Sect; I suppose Dong Tianming should be in charge now. If that's the case, I'm a bit disappointed.”

Yan Zixu laughed out loud and said to the burly man with a bare upper body beside him, “Dong Tianming is just so-so. If he's the leader, then it would be better for you to take over.”

The burly man snorted coldly and replied, “You want me to lead the people of the Six Gates, Yan Junior Brother, are you serious?”

The crowd erupted into laughter, with sly expressions on their faces.

“Lu Yan Junior Brother naturally wouldn't be interested in that Dong Tianming, but… I've heard that Yang Zhen has comprehended the Twelve Blue Lotus. Perhaps, Lu Yan Junior Brother, you could enlighten yourself by facing him.”

Lu Yan grinned and a ripple seemed to wash over his entire body as he spoke, “Shi Senior Sister knows me well.”

“Then why don't you look me in the eyes?” Shi Feifei teased, batting her eyelashes at Lu Yan.

Lu Yan's hair stood on end as he quickly turned his head away, his face flushing red, and he continuously humphed in discomfort.

Yan Zixu waved his hand and suggested, “In consideration of our sect's relations, we shouldn't be too ruthless, but those from the Six Gates will only be a burden if they follow us. After taking their leader into our hands, we should just let them fend for themselves.”

The crowd's eyes lit up, and they all started laughing.

“Hehe, I like this idea. But can I take Yang Zhen with me? I've heard that his talent is exceptional, and I'm quite curious to see just how exceptional it can be,” said Shi Feifei.

“Who could withstand your…” Lu Yan muttered to himself.

Chapter end

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