Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1302

Chapter 1302: Chapter 1327: Get More Involved in the Performance Later Chapter 1302: Chapter 1327: Get More Involved in the Performance Later “Damn it, if we could find the Devil Emperor Tomb before the demons do and get the inheritance of the Devil Emperor, that'd be freaking thrilling.”

Just thinking about the expressions on the faces of those devil lords and masters at that time made Yang Zhen quite impatient.

Nine Dragons Saint watched Yang Zhen and the cheeky cat getting excited, and even the Sao Saint fluttered its wings as if the matter was already settled and all that was left was to enjoy the expressions on the faces of Chen Xiaotian and the others. This strange feeling almost made the Nine Dragons Saint think that Yang Zhen already knew where the Devil Emperor Tomb was.

Observing the trio's fantasizing expressions, Nine Dragons Saint's face turned dark as he coughed lightly and said, “I hate to remind you all, but we still don't know where the Devil Emperor Tomb is.”

Not only did they not know where the Devil Emperor Tomb was, they didn't even know when it was going to burst forth.

If they did know, the demons would definitely send more manpower. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to expect an overwhelming presence of Demon Qi, blocking out the sky.

Upon hearing Nine Dragons Saint's words, the cheeky cat's demeanor froze, as he muttered to himself, “Damn it, after all that talk, we still haven't found the tomb, wasted expressions.”

At this point, the cheeky cat turned its head to ask Yang Zhen, “Kid, do you have any confidence in finding the tomb before their fight is over?”

Yang Zhen glared and said displeasedly, “Do you think I'm some kind of omniscient expert here? I also just figured out where the tomb might be.”

The cheeky cat was stunned and with a face full of anger said, “Then why the hell did you laugh so smugly just now?”

Yang Zhen curled his lip and replied, “Who says we can't rehearse a bit in advance if we haven't found the tomb?”

The cheeky cat, unable to respond, glared and decided not to talk to Yang Zhen anymore.

Nine Dragons Saint gave a wry smile and said, “Based on what you just said, Dao Mo Shu Ya and Chen Xiaotian won't stop until they're dead against the Su Emperor Palace people. Once they have it out, Chen Xiaotian won't let you off, and even those from the Su Emperor Palace probably see you as a thorn in their side now.”

Yang Zhen waved his hand nonchalantly and said, “I've already got plenty of people who see me as a thorn in their side, I don't care about adding Su Emperor Palace to the list.”

At that moment, Yang Zhen suddenly exclaimed, “I've got it, both the Dao Mo and the master have gone to trouble the Su Emperor Palace, which means their demons weren't with them. Clearly, the demons aren't following them and must be guarding somewhere. If we find those guys, why worry about not finding the tomb?”

The cheeky cat jumped three feet into the air, laughing heartily, “Then what are we waiting for? Let's hurry and look, if we find it we can stir up trouble.”

The cheeky cat was always keen on causing trouble and never tired of it; Yang Zhen, too, wanted to see what was inside the Devil Emperor's tomb and simply opened his mouth to say, “Wait for me, I'll see if I can locate those demons.”

Slug Shore Mountain wasn't all that big, and after Yang Zhen searched the remaining areas, his eyes lit up, and he snickered, “Found them, follow me!”

With that, Yang Zhen leaped off the Heaven Devouring Beast, as the creature was too big and obvious of a target for stealthy operations.

Nine Dragons Saint, with a wry expression, promptly followed the excited cheeky cat who had jumped down.

Seeing the cheeky cat jump as well, Yang Zhen's eyes nearly popped out of his head, and he said with a face full of shock and doubt, “Damn, when did you learn how to fly?”

The cheeky cat, full of smugness, responded, “Kid, tell me, what can't this venerable one learn… wait, did you say… fly?”

As it spoke, the cheeky cat, looking bewildered, glanced down to see itself plummeting and let out a cry, wildly flailing its legs.

“Damn it, help me out here, I can't freaking fly! Sao Saint… where are you?”

Watching the cheeky cat's tail whipping madly, Yang Zhen was tempted to see if the legend of the unkillable cat was true, but now wasn't the time to waste, so after giving the cheeky cat a disdainful glance, he reached out a hand, and the cheeky cat was suddenly airborne, landing on Yang Zhen's shoulder.

After landing on Yang Zhen's shoulder, the cheeky cat, scared out of its wits with fur standing on end, looked at Yang Zhen's feet and let out a wail, clinging to Yang Zhen's clothes and said, “Damn, you scared the hell out of me.”

Nine Dragons Saint looked utterly ridiculous, gazing at the cheeky cat, wondering if this bastard would become the first spirit beast ever to die by falling.

Sao Chicken cackled gleefully by the side, but as it laughed, the cheeky cat leap onto it, scratching its head furiously and plucking out several feathers.

Watching the cheeky cat and Sao Chicken about to fight midair, Yang Zhen immediately pulled back the cheeky cat, saying, “Alright, stop it. We don't have much time.”

Only then did the cheeky cat cease, looking excitedly at Yang Zhen and asking, “How much further?”

Yang Zhen grinned and replied, “Sought it far and wide, and yet it proves effortless in the end. Even the Sao Saint didn't expect that these guys would be up to mischief right under our noses!”

“Right under our noses?” Both the cheeky cat and Nine Dragons Saint were stunned for a moment, then suddenly widened their eyes and exclaimed, “Just below us?”

Yang Zhen snapped his fingers and said, “Later, you two will help me put on a show. Remember to get into character; don't make it too fake.”

After instructing Nine Dragons Saint, Yang Zhen tossed the cheeky cat onto his shoulder and darted downwards, running and crying out in an almost hysterically tragic voice that he nearly broke his throat.

“You rotten brat, return my scorpion to the honored one!”

Nine Dragons Saint's face showed a flash of fury, and with a roar, he vaulted after Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen burst into boisterous laughter, turned his head to spit a taunt, and said, “What Daoist sovereign or master, even you were outwitted by the Sao Saint, breaking the heavenly ban and destroying the scorpion. If you've got the guts, chase me down.”

Nine Dragons Saint's expression grew even more furiously shocked as he leaped, with nine furious dragons roaring and shaking the heavens, making the world around them tremble.

The aura around Yang Zhen became even more terrifying; as he bellowed, the Qiongqi Heavenly Void roared angrily, and a surge of wild power shattered the space around them, even causing Void turbulence to squirt out.

As the two powerful Taoist Practitioners charged from midair, the demons hidden in the ground were all utterly baffled, staring blankly at them, not knowing what had happened.

“What… what do we do now?”

A demon enshrouded in a black robe with blood-red eyes stared dumbfounded at Yang Zhen and Nine Dragons Saint and asked.

The faces of the demons around were all filled with bewilderment, and one of them spoke up, “Our lord ordered us to guard the Emperor Tomb, not to get involved in external affairs. Clearly, it's a feud between two Taoist Practitioners. As long as they don't damage the Emperor Tomb, we might as well turn a blind eye.”

The rest nodded in agreement, all hiding themselves and even concealing their Demon Qi.

Nine Dragons Saint, seeing that all the demons on the ground had vanished, grew anxious and transmitted his voice, “Kid, if those demons come out to stop us, the two of us alone cannot kill them all!”

Yang Zhen, grinning, transmitted back, “Just watch me!”

Then, with a roar at Nine Dragons Saint, he said, “Damn it, I'm of the Daoist sect now, and you're still chasing me. Take this, the invincible Detachment Leader's savage poisonous gas!”

Boom–!

A heaven-shattering sound erupted; Yang Zhen shattered the void, smashing an entire mountaintop. Endless dust billowed up, and after scattering the formation, it was not just the naked eyes that were obstructed-even spiritual consciousness was blocked.

The figures of Nine Dragons Saint and Yang Zhen instantly disappeared from the gaze of countless demons.

“Not good, we've been tricked!”

Someone shouted, and innumerable demons burst out all at once, but where could they find any trace of Yang Zhen and the others?

Chapter end

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