Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1202

Chapter 1202: Chapter 1227: Has the Power Diminished? (Second Part) Chapter 1202: Chapter 1227: Has the Power Diminished? (Second Part) Sword Demon spoke with absolute certainty, uttering, “Don't know,” without a hint of hesitation.

In reality, both of them really did not understand where the people of the world were mistaken.

Even all the people from the Barbaric Era did not comprehend what that person was actually trying to express.

If everyone was wrong, could it be that those who defied the heavens were also mistaken?

If conforming to the will of the heavens and defying the heavens were both wrong, then in this world, was there anyone who was right?

Even that person, in the end, had not achieved immortality. Not to mention that his Tiaoist Body perished, he had even left no Spirit Soul behind, which was worse than some saints who at least managed to find ways to reincarnate or resurrect.

After Sword Demon finished speaking, Dao Mo burst out laughing and said, “That person has always been crazy. He said we were all wrong, so we are wrong. For who knows how many tens of thousands of years, countless Practitioners have all been wrong, and even this world might be mistaken.”

Upon hearing Dao Mo's words, everyone present was dumbfounded.

Were they really wrong?

How could that be?

Since the Barbaric Era, people had been trained in this manner. Although those evil cultivators and demonic cultivators had all vanished, and even the Wan Clan had mostly disappeared, everyone had cultivated in this way and the power system was relatively intact. How could it be wrong?

Yet, Sword Demon burst out laughing and proclaimed loudly, “Everything under the heavens is mistaken; it's just sad for humanity, who earnestly seek the Way of Heaven and Earth, only to die under the Heavenly Dao in the end.”

The crowd stood stunned, watching Dao Mo and Sword Demon nearly falling into madness, and everyone grew a bit afraid.

Then, Dao Mo suddenly turned his head to look at the raging aether in the sky and casually dispelled the Daoist charm domain in midair.

Sword Demon laughed heartily, removing all protective measures, and said to the crowd, “Yang Zhen was just like you all before, and his realm was even lower than many of you here. Now, having had a sudden enlightenment, he has ascended two levels and surpassed all of you, even an old man like me is no exception. This is a great fortune for you, how can you understand the true essence of power if you do not forsake life and death?”

The crowd jumped at these words, their faces turning pale, especially Shi Feifei, who hid behind Dao Mo and timidly asked, “But… we haven't had an enlightenment.”

Sword Demon scoffed and said, “If Yang Xiaozi could have an enlightenment, why couldn't you?”

This…

The crowd looked at each other, their plight unbearable!

Could people really be compared?

Besides, was Yang Zhen even human?

Look at him; his sword had shattered the Black Thunder Dragon. Could an ordinary Practitioner do that?

While the crowd spoke, Yang Zhen had already charged into the thunderclouds. The violent spatial turbulence and the ravaging Void Power in the environment were hair-raising. Who would dare seek such fortune?

Yan Zixu swallowed hard, his face changing continuously, as he stared at Sword Demon and asked, “Senior, what should we do?”

Sword Demon gave a light 'Oh' of surprise, pleased with Yan Zixu's question, and said, “For you to confront the heaven and earth like Yang Xiaozi is not very realistic. However… this spilling power is not too strong, enough to temper your Spirit Souls.”

BOOM–!

Everyone felt their heads were about to explode, their minds buzzing from Sword Demon's words.

To temper the Spirit Soul under such terrifying spatial turbulence–wasn't that courting death?

“Senior, you… you're not joking with us, are you?” Shi Feifei looked at Sword Demon with pitiful eyes.

But what effect could Shi Feifei's look have on an old man like Sword Demon?

Upon hearing this, Sword Demon glanced at Shi Feifei and said, “What do you think?”

Yan Zixu gritted his teeth and said, “I'll go!”

After speaking, Yan Zixu charged into the area reeling with the dispersed power of the apocalyptic punishment, letting out a wail as his eyes nearly popped out.

While enduring intense pain, Yan Zixu exclaimed, “How is this possible, how did Yang Zhen manage to do this?”

Just as Shi Feifei was about to rush out, her figure stumbled. Everyone heard Yan Zixu's distorted voice; who would dare to rush forward now?

Thump!

Yan Zixu fell from mid-air, and Dao Mo, with a bewildered face, walked over. His complexion changed drastically, and he hurriedly rushed to drag Yan Zixu back.

“This… power seems to be a bit beyond their tolerance.”

Boom–!

A thunderous bang resounded, and a figure swooshed down from mid-air, with Heaven and Earth's Blood Qi tumbling around his body. Clouds of red mist-like blood waves churned around Yang Zhen, clearly also suffering.

“Yang Zhen!”

Dao Mo said in a deep voice, “You are already seriously injured, do not overdo it.”

Hearing Dao Mo's words, Dao Mo frowned, his gaze intense as he stared at Yang Zhen and muttered to himself, “With such severe injuries, how much longer can this kid hold on?”

Yang Zhen didn't want to overdo it either, but now he couldn't stop even if he wanted to.

For some reason, after the explosion of the Cause and Effect Dao Origin, the power in his body suddenly surged wildly, even more terrifying than the tides of power triggered by celestial punishment.

What made Yang Zhen somewhat puzzled was that this seemed oddly familiar, as if he had experienced it once before.

Where had he experienced it?

If it were just getting struck by lightning, Yang Zhen had lost count of how many times he had been struck by celestial lightning.

But this feeling was not just from being struck by lightning; it felt as if the power inside him was pulling, as if this had happened before.

The earth-shattering power in mid-air burst forth suddenly, and Yang Zhen was directly struck by a terrifying thunderbolt, falling down. When the Blood Qi in his body fully erupted, the strands of Heaven and Earth's Blood Qi in mid-air responded to the Blood Seed inside Yang Zhen, together with the pull of the Cause and Effect Dao Origin, all burst forth outward.

Hum–!

The next moment, Yang Zhen's head felt as if it exploded, entering a bizarrely profound state.

It was as if… as if he had become someone else, watching 'himself' rush toward the sky again and again from right beside him.

Below the rolling thunder, each Black Thunder seemed bent on annihilating all beings, heavily striking Yang Zhen.

Each time the Black Thunder struck Yang Zhen, he heavily fell to the ground, creating a massive crater.

Dao Mo and others had expressions of dumbfounded astonishment, repeatedly being unable to hold back from intervening, yet they stopped each other.

Yan Zixu and others were already stunned, especially Shi Feifei, with teary eyes, she turned her head away seemingly unable to bear to watch any longer.

Yang Zhen, like an outsider, just watched himself charge towards the sky over and over again, without pain, even without any sensation, just quietly observing.

Boom boom boom!

With each charge, each fall to the ground, the flesh on Yang Zhen's body was nearly gone, but the expression on his face became increasingly fierce.

This ferocity stunned the onlookers, and even Yang Zhen himself was taken aback, not expecting to have such a sinister side.

Damn, this way is a bit bad!

As Yang Zhen wanted to rush into his body to stop 'himself' from acting foolishly, he was utterly unable to move, only able to watch as his body repeatedly courted death.

Just as Yang Zhen was about to blow up and curse, his expression suddenly shifted drastically.

Although this foolhardy act had countless variations, each time he was struck by lightning and rose again, the power in Yang Zhen's body became increasingly consolidated.

After countless charges, the power in Yang Zhen's body had condensed to the size of a peanut.

Yang Zhen's power… had shrunk.

“Damn, with such a little power, how can I still play?”

Chapter end

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