Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1222

Chapter 1222: Chapter 1247: The Darkened Bull Demon King? (One More) Chapter 1222: Chapter 1247: The Darkened Bull Demon King? (One More) He was in a rush!

Really in a rush!

It was clear Dao Mo Shu Ya was truly in a rush!

That cursed cat, somehow infuriating Dao Mo Shu Ya, was sprinting ahead at full speed while Dao Mo Shu Ya chased right behind him, slashing with his sword as he ran.

Clang!

A sound like clashing metal rang out, and the cursed cat staggered from a sword strike, running even faster than before.

Not a scratch on him!

Just how terrifying was the power of Dao Mo Shu Ya's sword strike?

Even Yang Zhen's saintly body wouldn't dare try getting slashed by it. It wouldn't kill him, but it sure would hurt like hell.

And yet that cursed cat staggered away without any real damage.

And just how fast was Dao Mo Shu Ya?

Although he might not run faster than Yang Zhen, he was definitely faster than other practitioners. Still, he just couldn't catch up to that cursed cat.

Everyone was dumbfounded as they watched this bizarre scene, getting scared silly by the cursed cat.

“What the hell are you?”

Dao Mo Shu Ya kept roaring, as he, a dominant Saint about to clinch victory, couldn't even kill a cat, making him start to question his life.

“Dammit, I am your long-lost granduncle, you ungrateful brat. Don't you dare disrespect me. Why don't you call me granduncle and see?”

The cursed cat turned his head and cackled at Dao Mo Shu Ya. Right behind them, Sao Saint followed, chuckling along, creating an atmosphere of mockery.

Everyone couldn't help but twitch their mouths. Even Yang Zhen watched with a confused face.

So shameless, this cursed cat was about to drive Dao Mo Shu Ya mad.

“This… this is really like master, like pet. The shamelessness of the cursed cat is not in the least inferior to Yang Zhen!”

Someone emotionally remarked, and the people around him nodded urgently, obviously agreeing.

Yang Zhen glared and exclaimed angrily, “Nonsense, that bastard cat's shamelessness is natural; what does it have to do with this Sao Saint?”

“Damn it, kid, you're just standing there enjoying the show? Hurry up and come save me, I can't hold on much longer. If I die, you won't be able to find that treasure. Damn, I swear on my honor. No, on my kylin honor, you've never even heard of that thing.”

What?

Hearing this, everyone was greatly shocked.

A treasure?

No wonder Dao Mo Shu Ya was so furious; the cursed cat had been following him and had even discovered some secret stash.

Only now did everyone suddenly realize why Dao Mo Shu Ya, despite facing five powerful Saints, didn't leave right away.

With this thought, everyone's heart ignited with excitement.

Seeing that both Dao Mo Shu Ya and this strange cursed cat valued it so dearly, how precious must that thing be?

At that moment, everyone's gaze was fixed on the cursed cat.

The cursed cat mustn't die; if he did, those present might truly miss out on this secret stash.

More and more people looked toward Yang Zhen, and some even started persuading him.

“Young friend Yang, the cursed cat is, after all, your pet, you can't just watch him die.”

“Quick, the cursed cat is slowing down. At this rate, he'll eventually be killed by Dao Mo Shu Ya.”

“Young friend Yang…”

“Yang…”

Hearing the surrounding discussions, everyone advising him with urgent faces, it seemed as though the cursed cat was their own dear brother.

Anger flashed across Yang Zhen's face, and his hand sparked with starlight as a world-shattering aura surged skyward. He glared furiously and roared, “Damn it, even if that treasure didn't exist, how could this Sao Saint just stand by and watch you get beaten up?”

With that, Yang Zhen charged into the sky with a roar, heading straight for Dao Mo Shu Ya.

“Bastard, let go of that cat!”

The voice thundered forcefully.

Yang Zhen charged toward Dao Mo Shu Ya with a face full of righteousness, his Star Spring Sword cleaving through heaven and earth, blocking Dao Mo Shu Ya's path.

Dao Mo and Sword Devil, among others, quickly surrounded them, while Nine Dragons Saint cautioned Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er, saying, “Be careful yourselves!”

Hua Youyue nodded and said, “Dao Mo Shu Ya's demonic heart is steady; he might still have some strength he hasn't shown yet, you… you all need to be careful.”

Nine Dragons Saint burst into laughter and said, “With young friend Yang here, I'm not that worried.”

Boom, Boom, Boom!

The terrifying surge of air exploded midair, and after using a Forbidden Skill, Dao Mo Shu Ya's eyes filled with murderous intent as he halted and stared at Yang Zhen, saying, “Boy, you're courting death!”

Yang Zhen grimaced, his expression somewhat solemn.

This guy, he's clearly going all out.

But for some reason, Yang Zhen always felt that Dao Mo Shu Ya was anxious, as if the soup he left at home was about to burn.

What's going on?

Yang Zhen grinned, “Since you're in a hurry, then I, the Sao Saint, will simply not let you have your way.”

“Right, I, the Sao Saint, have been courting death all over, and you just realized it? If you have the guts come bite me, how capable are you for biting a cat?”

As soon as Yang Zhen finished speaking, Dao Mo Shu Ya's eyes turned completely red, he roared, and his body made crackling sounds, like bamboo joints bursting, his whole figure swelling in the wind, in a blink of an eye, transforming into a huge black demonic shadow.

“Demon Transformation!”

Nine Dragons Saint's face showed a hint of solemnity as he yelled to Yang Zhen, “Young friend Yang, be careful!”

Roar–!

The roar pierced through heaven and earth, deafening.

Yang Zhen, dumbfounded, looked at the ten-zhang tall figure resembling a blackened Bull Demon King, Dao Mo Shu Ya, and struggled to swallow his saliva, then said to the equally stunned scoundrel cat, “Can a demon cultivator… transform?”

The scoundrel cat's face showed a grave expression, hesitated for a moment, shook its head and said, “There's not much impression left, but kid, I have a bad feeling, you better pray for your own luck.”

Having said that, the scoundrel cat hissed and disappeared.

Sao Saint also shrieked and dashed to the side, fluttering and flying like a bolt of lightning.

“Die!”

A thunderous voice came as the demonic shadow Shu Ya threw a punch toward Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen was startled, roared out, his body resonating with the Dragon Elephant, summoning waves of tremendous power throughout his body as he threw a punch back at the demonic shadow Shu Ya.

Bang!

The punch from the demonic shadow Shu Ya came, and it felt like the whole universe was shattered.

Boom Boom Boom.

Series of intense vibrations followed, the entirety of Five Extremes Land was devastated, waves of terrifying Void Power violently surged out, sweeping in all directions.

“Not good, run!”

Everyone's faces turned deathly pale, staring at the demonic shadow Shu Ya in horror.

Yang Zhen was startled.

“Damn, what kind of power is that, to shatter a whole realm with one punch?”

This isn't a game, this is literally life-threatening.

If this continues, just two punches and the demonic shadow Shu Ya would shatter the Five Extremes Land, and everyone would be sucked into the Void Turbulence.

How are we supposed to handle this?

Yang Zhen didn't dare meet another punch from the demonic shadow Shu Ya head-on and quickly turned around to run.

However, to Yang Zhen's dumbfounded surprise, Dao Mo Shu Ya's expression also changed drastically, and he turned and ran, using both hands and feet to swiftly bolt away tens of thousands of zhang in the blink of an eye.

Yang Zhen stood there, dazed, watching Dao Mo Shu Ya's disheveled escape, and muttered to himself, “What the hell… what just happened?”

Chapter end

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