Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1215

Chapter 1215: Chapter 1240: Millennia of Grudges! Phoenix Feather Empress! (First Update) Chapter 1215: Chapter 1240: Millennia of Grudges! Phoenix Feather Empress! (First Update) Yang Zhen looked at the figure in midair with a puzzled expression, having seen the Saint-Slaying Sword before, yet unsure why it appeared here.

Moreover, the current Saint-Slaying Sword was much more powerful than when he had seen it.

The level of the Saint-Slaying Sword now, probably even the Great Missing Sword couldn't withstand it head-on.

Who on earth was it who brought the Saint-Slaying Sword here?

“Saint-Slaying Sword?” Sword Devil's face took on a grave expression as he said, “Be cautious, this person isn't normal.”

Yang Zhen also realized the anomaly, his body exuding a dense murderous aura reminiscent of a legendary demon cultivator, chilling to the bone with blood filling the sky, and waves of monstrous murderous intent permeating the mid-air, washed by the roaring thunderstorm.

Five Extremes Land indeed wasn't only accessible through the Four Extremes Land entrance.

Around the figure, the mountainous woods were full of figures; Yang Zhen spotted at least Miss Daochi and even Mei Wuhua.

“Wasn't Mei Wuhua with you all? Why is he here?”

Yang Zhen turned and asked Cheap Cat with a grave look on his face.

This old guy had actually left the young ladies and Miss Daochi behind to come here alone to the Five Extremes Land?

Seeing the expression on Yang Zhen's face, Hua Youyue shook her head and said, “You've misunderstood Senior Mei. He and Nine Dragons Saint had said that they had extremely dangerous things to handle, so they didn't come with us; besides, with both of us and Cheap Cat and Golden Crow present, there wasn't much danger.”

Yang Zhen was stunned and asked, “Then how come only Mei Wuhua is seen? Where did the old fellow Nine Dragons go?”

Cheap Cat curled his lip and said, “Isn't he just above?”

“Above?”

Yang Zhen trembled, his face showing a shocked expression as he looked at the figure in the sea of blood radiating endless murderous aura, unable to sense the presence of Nine Dragons.

“Is this…Nine Dragons fellow?” Yang Zhen felt somewhat incredulous.

What was he trying to do?

Cheap Cat's expression turned solemn as he said, “Kid, Nine Dragons' current state seems a bit off, perhaps affected by Demon Qi.”

“Demon Qi?” Yang Zhen squinted his eyes and stared at the figure in midair, saying, “So, you mean Nine Dragons fellow is now in danger?”

Cheap Cat shook his head and said, “Not necessarily in danger. After all, Nine Dragons is of the Saint Sovereign Realm, as long as he maintains his true spirit, he isn't easily fully corrupted by Demon Qi, but it's just uncertain what he intends to do.”

Yang Zhen leaped towards Mei Wuhua with incredible speed. Before anyone could react, Yang Zhen had already reached Mei Wuhua's side.

Mei Wuhua was startled and after recognizing the person, was immediately shocked, “Yang Zhen?”

“It's me!” Yang Zhen said gravely, “How come you are here, what has happened to Nine Dragons fellow?”

Mei Wuhua showed a bitter smile and said, “Originally, I thought the cultivation speed of Saint Lord and Miss Daochi had already surprised me enough but seeing you again, you've brought me an even greater shock. As for Nine Dragons…”

At this point, Mei Wuhua's face showed a hint of helplessness and he continued, “Tens of thousands of years of grudge, let him be. This matter isn't something we can intervene in.”

“What tens of thousands of years of grudge? What exactly is going on?” Yang Zhen asked with a puzzled face.

At this moment, the surrounding crowd gathered around, and upon seeing Yang Zhen's age and realm of cultivation, they were all taken aback, which stirred a flurry of discussion.

“Who is this young hero? So young and already at the Saint Sovereign Realm; could he be a prodigy from a barbaric legacy?”

“My heavens, such talent, it would be hard to find a second person like him in the entire world of cultivation, right?”

“How could there not be a second person, have you all forgotten that young man from earlier?”

“Is he even human?”

The crowd buzzed with shock on their faces.

Listening to the surrounding discussions, Yang Zhen felt a wave of irritation and suddenly burst out with an overwhelming aura, waves crashing like nine heavens, changing the faces of everyone as they watched Yang Zhen with wary expressions, daring not voice their anger.

“Ah, I remember now, he is Yang Zhen, and Yang Zhen has actually broken through to the Saint Sovereign Realm.”

“What? Yang Zhen? He's reached the Saint Sovereign Realm already?”

The murmurs gradually faded away as those familiar with Yang Zhen evidently shared his temperament with the crowd.

This guy was not someone to be trifled with.

If others left him alone, he would still seek out trouble with them, and once someone offended him, they would not have good days ahead.

In a stifling silence, Yang Zhen turned and stared at Mei Wuhua, asking, “Is Nine Dragons' current condition dangerous?”

“There is certainly danger, but…”

Before Mei Wuhua could finish speaking, a laugh that pierced through heaven and earth rang out, elusive from all directions. No one, not even Yang Zhen, could determine where this person was.

However, Yang Zhen was sure that this person was actually not old at all.

Under such terrifying power, even the cataclysmic heavenly phenomena in the sky were wrought by this youth.

This guy… is so powerful!

Yang Zhen squinted at the sky, his mind utterly focused.

“Nine Dragons… after all these years, you're still so persistent. Why bother?”

The youth's voice seemed to come from the netherworld, sending chills down the spine.

Yang Zhen was startled.

This person knew Nine Dragons, indeed.

Was this young man the one Mei Wuhua spoke of, involved in a grudge spanning tens of thousands of years?

The blood shadow stepped out of the sky full of thunder, and it was indeed Nine Dragons, but at this moment, his body emanated deep malice and was brimming with murderous intent.

“Why bother?” Nine Dragons's voice was as if he were casually conversing with an old friend after a meal, without a trace of malice.

Hearing Nine Dragons' voice, Yang Zhen finally heaved a sigh of relief.

“A grudge lasting tens of thousands of years, the pain of cycling through three lifetimes, and you ask me why?”

Nine Dragons spoke as if discussing something trivial, even with a hint of a smile. In mid-air, a long sword danced wildly, stirring up heaven-shattering and earth-destroying waves, turning rivers and seas upside down.

Roar!

Nine dragons danced wildly in the sky, their boundless presence filling the heavens as the air around them began to solidify.

Yang Zhen's face showed a shocked expression as he turned to Mei Wuhua and asked, “Is Nine Dragons… the one who sealed the Demon Sect?”

“How could that be!” Mei Wuhua gave a wry smile and said, “The one who sealed the Demon Sect was the Phoenix Feather Empress!”

“The Phoenix Feather Empress is… Nine Dragons' partner?” Yang Zhen's eyes bulged with surprise.

Mei Wuhua nodded and explained, “Back then, to save Nine Dragons, the Phoenix Feather Empress sealed the Demon Sect here using her Spirit Soul as a price. Just as she was about to succeed, she was gravely injured by Demon Sovereign Shu Ya. Having no choice, she imposed the Forbidden Skill curse of three lifetimes' reincarnations to seal Shu Ya, but… it could only seal him for this lifetime.”

Demon Sovereign Shu Ya!

Was he about to come out?

Yang Zhen's face revealed an odd expression as he looked at the Nine Dragons Saint in mid-air and loudly asked, “Old pal, need some help?”

The red-eyed Nine Dragons, upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, shuddered, and suddenly his clarity fully restored. He burst into laughter and said, “A mere Demon Sovereign, why would you need to intervene, young friend? Watch me slay this man today, and then we'll celebrate over drinks!”

“Impossible!”

The voice of Shu Ya carried disdain, seemingly shocked by Nine Dragons' regained clarity. All the grand power in mid-air converged and suddenly charged towards Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen grinned, clicking his tongue in wonder, “Look at that, this is no longer just a grudge between you two; he even wants to kill me, Sao Saint.”

Chapter end

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