Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1210

Chapter 1210: Chapter 1235: Pretend Effortlessly! (Part 1) Chapter 1210: Chapter 1235: Pretend Effortlessly! (Part 1) “Wiped it… wiped it off casually?”

Old Ghost Cai's face showed a dumbfounded expression as he looked at Yang Zhen with an awkward smile, “This… Brother Yang is really confident, but with the forbidden array now erupting, this kind of eight-gate array contains eight variations, each able to switch at will. The restrictions that burst forth now… no one can break them anymore.”

“Yes… yes, Brother Yang!”

Liu Ning suddenly came to a puzzled awakening, glancing at Shi Feifei with a crestfallen look, then turned to Yang Zhen with a sigh, “Brother Yang, the restrictions here are myriad and beyond human power to break unless it's fated by the heavens, or possessed by someone with supreme luck and heaven-defying fortune to guess correctly on the first try. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable, and we'll all… all die here.”

Yang Zhen looked at Liu Ning with an odd expression on his face. Even at this point, he hadn't forgotten to sneak a glance at Shi Feifei, taking another look at Shi Feifei. He truly was a man of broad love.

Nevertheless, what Liu Ning said was correct. The grand rules of heaven and earth here were complex. Without heaven-defying luck, it would really be impossible to break through. But even with such luck, the chances of making the right guess among the eight variations in one go were so minuscule as to be infuriating.

Everyone from the Three Extremes Palace wore looks of utter despair, even quietly stepping forward to surround Yang Zhen, fearing that in a rash moment, he would just rush forward.

Just by looking at Old Ghost Cai's expression, it was clear–if Yang Zhen recklessly tried to break the restrictions, it would be a minor issue, but if it triggered one of the two variations in the eight-gate array, that was deadly.

The saints present might survive, but those below the level of a saint wouldn't stand a chance of getting out alive.

Both Sword Demon and Dao Mo seemed to be aware of the terror of the restriction here, stepping forward and stopping short as if wanting to say something.

Especially the Sword Demon, who in the end couldn't hold back and whispered to Yang Zhen, “Kid, how certain are you?”

Just as Yang Zhen was about to speak, everyone else around inhaled sharply in unison.

See? Even Sword Demon lacked confidence in Yang Zhen. Under such circumstances, who would dare let Yang Zhen just charge forward?

Yang Zhen was in no hurry to speak either, with his mind constantly pondering how to play his role perfectly so as to terrify everyone from the Three Extremes Palace to their core.

The treacherous cat and the saucy chicken muttered to each other as they watched Yang Zhen, chuckling contemptuously, and said, “Brother, what do you think Yang Zhen will do this time?”

The saucy chicken shook his head, “Don't know.”

The treacherous cat glared and said, “Boring, really. I think Yang Xiaozi can break this restriction, but it's not as simple as casually wiping it away. But after all, possessing the Heavenly Book's Mysterious Principles Chapter and the Heavenly Book's Ksitigarbha Chapter, maybe Yang Zhen really can give these people a fright. Damn, I can hardly wait. What do you think would be a good BGM?”

The saucy chicken's eyes suddenly lit up, but the treacherous cat had already walked away on his own.

Yang Zhen didn't hear the whispers of the treacherous cat and the saucy chicken. Seeing the hesitant expressions on everyone's faces, he laughed heartily, then sighed and said, “It's lonely at the top, being a strong one is too hard for me. The loneliness of the mighty only begs for defeat, from now on, remember the name of this Sao Saint… Yang Qiu Bai!”

With that, Yang Zhen pulled out the Great Missing Sword under the bewildered gaze of all present and stepped into the void step by step.

“Brother Yang, you mustn't…”

“Yang Zhen, stop!”

“Kid, what are you doing?”

Countless faces changed drastically, incredulous that Yang Zhen had actually drawn a saintly treasure. Could it be that he intended to contend with the forces of heaven and earth?

Impossible to break through by solving the puzzle, let alone by force. If heaven and earth were to become enraged, not only would many present die right here, but the entire Four Extremes Land would likely overturn and be destroyed.

Heaven and earth were in turmoil, their endless majesty not something humans could challenge.

Everyone's first reaction was to chase after Yang Zhen, but even though he was just walking forward step by step, they couldn't catch up with all their might.

Yang Zhen's figure, like a mirage, was visible but untouchable.

“What… what kind of speed is this?”

“Divine power, this is divine power, Yang Zhen actually possesses such divine power. How many years has he been a saint?”

Everyone stood dumbfounded in the void, no longer chasing since they couldn't catch up anyway, only looking at each other. They watched as Yang Zhen, with sword in hand, walked toward the roaring clouds of heaven and earth.

“How… how lonely it is to be invincible!”

A melody like the song of heaven began to sound, shaking the hearts of everyone who, recalling the words Yang Zhen had just spoken, felt their hearts shake once more.

The loneliness of the mighty, Yang Qiu Bai?

At this moment, everyone's spirits were shaken. So this is Yang Zhen, is this really Yang Zhen?

Shi Feifei's eyes sparkled as she looked at Yang Zhen, more vivid than the expression of any little fan girl in the world.

“How very… how very empty it is to be invincible!”

The voice of the cheap cat rang out again, causing Yang Zhen in mid-air to feel waves of strangeness.

Damn, a few days not seen, and that bastard cheap cat's singing has even more flavor. And hell, after listening to it, Yang Zhen felt chilled to the bone, goosebumps all over.

Looking at the sky quaking, a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on Yang Zhen's face.

What dogshit heavenly intent, what dogshit rules, the rules of this world are actually just a compilation of the rules all things rely on to exist.

As long as all living beings hold their own rules in their hearts, these worldly rules can't limit any creature.

Aside from those foolish deer, who would touch others' rules? Isn't that asking for death?

If you don't seek death, you won't die!

Suddenly, Yang Zhen burst into loud laughter, his thoughts clear in an instant, and some doubts after his breakthrough in the Saint Realm fused together in this moment.

Boom –!

A mighty surge of energy suddenly erupted from Yang Zhen, and the bean-sized thing in his mind now shone bright with golden light, no longer in the half-dead state it had been before.

This is Yang Zhen at his peak.

“This is impossible!”

Old Ghost Cai's face showed utter shock as he stared at Yang Zhen and turned to ask Sword Demon and Dao Mo, “Who exactly is this guy? How can someone with Saint Realm cultivation release such might?”

Sword Demon and Dao Mo looked at each other, both of them staring dumbly back at Old Ghost Cai.

You're asking us? Who are we supposed to ask?

Yang Zhen had only just shown this kind of unrivaled demeanor; we've never seen it before.

Liu Ning's complexion paled, slumped on the ground, mumbling something indistinctly. Although he was shocked, as the person who understood the Eight Gates Formation the most, he couldn't believe that Yang Zhen could unravel the world-shaking ban this time.

To unravel was still yet possible, let alone Yang Zhen facing the world with only his sword.

This is simply courting death!

Even if Yang Zhen unleashed a momentum that even a Saint-level powerhouse couldn't muster, it was still courting death.

“Disperse!”

A casual voice came, and Yang Zhen suddenly made a move.

With a simple wave of his hand, the rapidly evolving and deriving Eight Gates Ultimate Formation dissolved.

On the ground, in mid-air, a group of people's eyes widened, mouths agape, all petrified, their eyes filled with stunned disbelief.

It's solved?

Just like that, it's solved?

The Eight Gates Ultimate Formation that had everyone at their wits' end, just vanished in a puff of smoke within Yang Zhen's casual “disperse”?

Just as the crowd was still unable to react, a bone-chilling wave of black qi seeped out from the sky, rapidly engulfing the entire Four Extremes Land in the blink of an eye.

The state of 'only I shall prevail' that Yang Zhen had just displayed shattered just like the Eight Gates Ultimate Formation, his whole body shuddered, and he exclaimed, “What the hell is this?”

Turning his head, he saw that Sword Demon, Dao Mo, and the others had lost all color in their faces, their eyes filled with terror.

Chapter end

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