Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1189

Chapter 1189: Chapter 1215: Oh, This is Impressive! (One more chapter) Chapter 1189: Chapter 1215: Oh, This is Impressive! (One more chapter) Visible to the naked eye in its myriad forms,
upon seeing the Power of Faith emerging from the Water Monkey who lay prostrate, everyone was shocked, staring in horror at Yang Zhen suspended in midair.

Even Dao Mo and Sword Demon, two genuinely powerful entities, revealed astonished expressions. As they exchanged glances, they both saw envy in each other's eyes.

The Power of Faith, this is the legendary Power of Faith.

From ancient times, since the beginning of the Wan Clan tribes in the Barbaric Era, countless generations have passed, numerous races and tribes have disappeared into the river of time, yet more sects have risen, with countless practitioners tirelessly pursuing the Heaven and Earth Power, passing down their lifelong learnings.

Among these many sects, even strong heritages like the Third Palace and Six Gates no longer possess the heritage of the Power of Faith.

The Power of Faith, this nearly lost heritage, that countless people still painstakingly seek, even going so far as to establish sects, imparting numerous heritages to more disciples, all in hopes that one day they might gather the Power of Faith beneath them and rise to the ranks of the true super-sects.

Yet… not one has succeeded again, not even the Third Palace and Six Gates.

The people of the world have become clever, even cunning, adhering to the survival of the fittest, with most losing their beliefs–where could talks of faith arise?

Now, throughout the entire cultivation world, it's either you scheme against me or I scheme against you, and even among sect members, few are truly life-and-death comrades.

This kind of relationship, based on personal benefits, to speak of the Power of Faith–when one is not stabbed in the back, that's already considered due to good karma from being kind on ordinary days.

As for the Power of Faith, many people have already lost patience. Tirelessly chasing this elusive power is not as real as solidly cultivating True Essence and hoping to break through to the Emperor Realm, even achieving immortality one day. This is what everyone in the cultivation world is doing nowadays.

Yet today, just today, everyone watched as many Water Monkeys emitted the Power of Faith, all pouring into Yang Zhen alone. How could such an event that might stir the entire cultivation world not shock people?

Many issued bursts of exclamations, the most fervent being those defiant practitioners.

Some say that these defiant practitioners are more likely to gather the Power of Faith than the many sects that follow the natural order. But the defiant ones suffer deeply; they tend to band tighter yet are also more cautious. They may have faith, but the Power of Faith has shown no signs of progress.

What did Yang Zhen do… why was he suddenly able to stimulate the Power of Faith in the Water Monkeys?

Watching as strands upon strands of the Power of Faith spiraled skywards, merging into Yang Zhen, the next moment, Yang Zhen suddenly burst into the devastating Heaven's Wrath, everyone gasped, their eyes wide open, afraid to miss any detail.

This was the activation process of the Power of Faith, and in high definition, no less.

Being able to witness such a scene greatly exceeded everyone's expectations, much more significant than seeing the elusive Cause and Effect Dao Origin, experiencing the benefits brought by the Power of Faith was far greater.

“This… is simply… simply…”

Sword Demon murmured, utterly unable to form a complete sentence.

Dao Mo's face bore a serious expression as he said with a solemn voice, “With this, Yang Xiaozi has nearly started a great era. From now on, the cultivation world will probably truly become bustling.”

Sword Demon, startled by these words, looked at Dao Mo in surprise. Seeing Dao Mo turn his head, his face showed a puzzled expression as he asked, “You thought of that too?”

Dao Mo looked at Sword Demon for a moment and nodded, saying, “Throughout the ages, it seems we have all entered a misconception. Within those magical tribes of the Barbaric Era, there were no lacks of strong entities, but ordinary people were mostly untransformed mortals. Those people, they are perhaps the true source of the Power of Faith.”

Sword Demon clearly thought of this as well, turning to look at the devoutly worshipping group of Water Monkeys, he murmured to himself, “The Water Monkey tribe, although strong enough, is obviously untransformed with limited spiritual intelligence. By chance, Yang Zhen for the whole tribe, alone with a sword, bravely faced the extinction Heaven's Wrath. Therefore… the Water Monkeys are tearfully grateful, this is the true Power of Faith, gathered to pray for Yang Zhen, aiding him in combating Heaven's Wrath!”

“It should be!”

Dao Mo flashed a smile and said, “This matter requires some serious consideration, it seems the true great era might be set in motion due to Yang Zhen's actions.”

Sword Demon let out a bitter laugh and said, “It's just that I don't know whether this move is a blessing or a curse for those barbarians who remain unenlightened.”

Dao Mo was startled, then shook his head and said, “It wouldn't be a curse, after all, coercing those barbarians to generate the Power of Faith isn't feasible through oppression.”

Upon hearing this, Sword Demon grinned and looked towards the almost vanishing Yang Zhen amidst the thunder, saying, “This lad has indeed brought about a great fortune for all under heaven.”

Thinking so, both Sword Demon and Dao Mo trembled simultaneously, giving each other a somewhat shocked look.

The fortune Yang Zhen brought to the people… if even a fraction of the people's Power of Faith was imparted onto Yang Zhen, this lad might indeed ascend to the heavens.

“Such a monster!”

The two old men exclaimed in unison.

After speaking, they looked at each other again, both exhibiting a somewhat comical expression of crying and laughing at the same time, yet they felt invigorated.

Countless people around them overheard the conversation and became excited, harboring their own thoughts, now paying less attention to whether Yang Zhen lived or died.

Of course, this was only a minority of people, as the vast majority still wished for Yang Zhen to survive.

Little did they know, Yang Zhen was currently cursing and jumping through the thunderclouds, being lashed by thunder dragons, gritting his teeth in agony.

“Are you freaking kidding me? I, Sao Saint, asked you to pause, not for you to retreat right now. Can't you even agree to this small request?”

Boom–!

Replying to Yang Zhen was the furious thunder of heaven, a devastating heavenly punishment descended from the sky with a boom, striking Yang Zhen down through the clouds.

Yang Zhen was immediately enraged, staring at the terrifying cloud layer swirling in the sky and roaring, “Evil Shadow Black Glutton, swallow this damn thing for me!”

The belly of Evil Shadow Black Glutton was not at all smaller than that of the Heaven Devouring Beast. On hearing the command, it immediately roared skyward with sparkling eyes. Within a snap, it engulfed countless thunder dragons, soaring through the sky while letting out sinister laughs of 'hehehe, hehehe.'
With a moment's reprieve, Yang Zhen started observing the Power of Faith within him with a curious look.

It wasn't the first time Yang Zhen had received this type of Power of Faith.

Years ago in the Western Region, he saved ten thousand practitioners from the Demon Sect, and three thousand practitioners from the Great Nether Purgatory in Nether State, all of whom had released Power of Faith unto Yang Zhen.

However, this power almost vanished without a trace as soon as it entered Yang Zhen's body. Yang Zhen spent a long time searching without success, eventually believing that this type of power was unable to persist and had to give up.

Now, the teeming hordes of water monkeys could also release the Power of Faith, which indeed greatly surprised Yang Zhen.

However, what shocked Yang Zhen as if he had won five hundred million, was that this time, Yang Zhen discovered the original two strands of Power of Faith inside his body.

Oh boy, things were about to get interesting.

Chapter end

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