Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1167

Chapter 1167: Chapter 1193: Pfft! Wishing You Great Fortune! (Third Update) Chapter 1167: Chapter 1193: Pfft! Wishing You Great Fortune! (Third Update) Hearing Lu Yan's words, Shi Feifei laughed, her peach-blossom smile causing the branches around her to tremble.

At this moment, a disciple behind the trio suddenly said, “Senior Brother Yan, do you see, are those people from the Six Gates coming our way?”

Everyone was momentarily startled, then turned in unison to look, indeed seeing a group of people walking towards them.

Upon seeing Dong Tianming, the Purple Star Saintess, and Lin Miaoyi, a playful expression flashed in Yan Zixu's eyes as he said in a deep voice, “Let's go over.”

The group walked toward Yang Zhen and the others, with Yang Zhen still observing the surrounding environment.

It was indeed overly oppressive; such a world couldn't even raise his interests.

Yang Zhen walked aimlessly, stopping now and then. He hadn't encountered Hua Youyue and the others, but he did meet many practitioners from other sects, all excitedly discussing the Grand Desolation Emperor Road, as if entering it meant they could advance triumphantly and break through to the Emperor Realm to achieve immortality.

Yang Zhen wasn't interested in becoming an emperor; after all, emperors couldn't escape the constraints of the world, so why the rush?

Wandering the human world was, in fact, quite enjoyable; someday, when he was tired and weary, he could retire to the mountains with the young misses and live in seclusion, surrounded by miles of peach blossoms and the singing of swallows and orioles–it was a delightful thought.

Start a commotion?

At his current realm, there weren't many who could incite Yang Zhen to start trouble. As long as no one bothered him, he was happy to watch the excitement.

The surrounding world was in chaos, dark and murky, like the smog on the blue planet, creating a suffocating atmosphere.

Yang Zhen could feel that the order of this world was somewhat chaotic, as if something was stirring up disorder and attempting to rectify it, causing an inexplicable irritation.

To suppress this irritation, Yang Zhen had nearly fallen asleep. To be able to fall asleep while walking was indeed unique.

However, this method proved very effective; Yang Zhen now felt ragged all over, devoid of any energy, yet as comfortable as if he was lying in his own bed.

Life is full of dissatisfaction, and this saying is not without reason. The more comfortable one's life, the greater the number of trivial annoyances.

Yang Zhen had just begun to enjoy this lazy feeling when he heard Dong Tianming huff coldly, as if someone had stolen ten dollars from him.

The Green Lotus Sect leader and Zhou Tong had not come with Yang Zhen, citing some matters to attend to, probably involving meetings with other powers from the Third Palace and Six Gates.

After hearing Dong Tianming's cold huff, the group slowed down, and Yang Zhen became curious. Turning around, he indeed saw Dong Tianming with a dark look on his face, seemingly fixated on something.

Yang Zhen followed Dong Tianming's gaze, squinting slightly.

Lin Miaoyi approached Yang Zhen and said, “The people approaching head-on are from the Three Palaces of the Great Desolation Emperor Road. The leader is called Yan Zixu from the Discern Yang Palace, an inheritor known for his strong talent. The Discern Yang Technique of the Discern Yang Palace is mighty and extremely difficult to comprehend; yet, he has mastered it to perfection.”

Dong Tianming also spoke up, “That woman in red must also be given careful attention. She is Shi Feifei from the Maosheng Palace. The cultivation method she practices is somewhat bizarre, capable of directly confronting an opponent's true heart. A senior from the Great Saint Realm once destroyed his own Divine Consciousness Space in front of her and exploded his head with a slap.”

Yang Zhen was taken aback and looked at Shi Feifei with an odd expression, just in time to see her blinking at him with interest.

Damn, is she flirting with me?

Yang Zhen subconsciously blinked his left eye and puckered his lips, sending a flirtatious gesture back.

This unexpected counter surprised Yan Zixu's entire group, slowing them down by a good twenty percent.

Wow, does this move of the Sao Saint even have a slowing effect?

As it turned out, Yang Zhen's move not only had a slowing effect but also a taunting effect. Yan Zixu and his crew's faces turned a ghastly shade of blue, staring daggers at Yang Zhen. If looks could kill a Saint Realm, Yang Zhen might have been punctured with hundreds of holes already.

Meanwhile, Shi Feifei, caught off guard, giggled like a hen, mesmerizing onlookers and prompting even Dong Tianming to huff and turn his head away.

He simply chose 'out of sight, out of mind,' and what a talent he was.

“I had been wondering how to find a good excuse to pick a fight, but it seems this fellow Daoist is also a kindred spirit. There's no need for words; just fight, you're Yang Zhen, aren't you?”

The aura emanating from Yan Zixu was grand and majestic, giving Yang Zhen the impression of an ancient emperor.

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What a domineering aura.

Especially with Yan Zixu surrounded by faint dragons, it gave people an extremely intense sense of oppression.

Yang Zhen grinned at Yan Zixu and said, “I, Sao Saint, just love those who start a fight the moment they disagree, you must be the leader of the Third Palace, right?”

The leader of the Third Palace?

Hearing Yang Zhen directly ask if he was the leader of the Third Palace, and not Yan Zixu of the Discern Yang Palace, everyone from the Third Palace narrowed their eyes.

A bad omen; even a kind one wouldn't have brought them together.

Yan Zixu laughed heartily, looking at Yang Zhen and said, “I like your personality.”

Yang Zhen curled his lip and replied, “Forget it, I like pretty little sisters, not an old man like you.”

Yan Zixu looked baffled while Shi Feifei laughed so hard she couldn't straighten up, her bright peachy eyes shining even brighter, curiously sizing up Yang Zhen before turning to Lu Yan and saying, “Seems like he might be even stronger than you.”

Indeed, while Lu Yan was muscular like a stone man, next to Yang Zhen with his Dragon Elephant Prison Shaking Body, he really did look just like a stone man, with no visual impact at all.

No one expected Shi Feifei's attention to be on Yang Zhen's body.

Yang Zhen was also surprised and quickly wrapped his clothes tighter around himself, shooting Shi Feifei a warning glance.

Shi Feifei paused, her giggles suddenly stifled as she pouted and glared resentfully at Yang Zhen, appearing quite dissatisfied.

That's right, be dissatisfied, what are you looking at Sao Saint for in front of everyone?

Yang Zhen gave Shi Feifei a dismissive look and cheerfully said to Yan Zixu, “Can the position of the leader of the Third Palace be given to me?”

Since they were all there to make trouble, Yang Zhen didn't want their leader, Yan Zixu's people also wanted Yang Zhen's leader.

Third Palace, Six Gates, two teams, but better to have one leader.

After hearing this, Dong Tianming and the Purple Star Saintess's faces drastically changed, wanting to stop Yang Zhen but it was already too late.

Yan Zixu's face went completely dark, just as he was about to speak, Shi Feifei suddenly stepped forward, looking at Yang Zhen with interest and said, “Why should Yan Senior Brother be angry, I find Yang Zhen very interesting. Why not let me test how deep or shallow he is?”

Pah, talk about a stroke of luck!

Yang Zhen glared back, pushing away the aura Shi Feifei was inadvertently or deliberately releasing.

I haven't even tested you yet, and you cheeky woman actually want to test my depth?

Fight, we must fight until submission is assured.

Just as Yan Zixu was about to speak, Yang Zhen cut him off again.

“No need for all that trouble, you can all come at me at once.”

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Dong Tianming and the others almost turned and ran.

Isn't this a bit too arrogant?

Yan Zixu, repeatedly interrupted, was so angry his face turned black, staring at Yang Zhen and said word by word, “Are you seeking death?”

Yang Zhen nodded his head like a pecking phoenix.

“You…”

Infuriating, he was close to dying from anger.

Chapter end

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