Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1317

Chapter 1317: Chapter 1342: What are you staring at, run! Chapter 1317: Chapter 1342: What are you staring at, run! Seeing the reaction of the Quanyang Demon Emperor, everyone's face showed a look of uncertainty.

Yang Zhen also wore a confused expression.

Damn, what was going on?

It was as if he wanted to slap the Quanyang Demon Emperor to death the moment he saw him, and the guy seemed to recognize him?

That was really bizarre. He had just time-traveled to the Great Desolation World and hadn't even been there for ten years. How could the Quanyang Demon Emperor, a character from tens of thousands of years ago or even earlier, possibly know him?

Yang Zhen's face flickered with uncertainty as he pointed to his nose and asked, “Do you recognize the 'Sao Saint'?”

Perhaps intimidated by such a grand title, the Quanyang Demon Emperor, whose face was composed of worms, displayed a puzzled expression before vigorously shaking his head and saying, “You are not him, dead, all dead!”

A thunderous roar erupted, and a terrifying wave of air burst forth as endless Puppet Demons surged towards Yang Zhen.

At the same time, the boundless Puppet Demons expanded rapidly, almost covering the entire Slug Shore Mountain, and even showing signs of moving beyond the mountain.

Everyone was taken aback and hurriedly rushed towards the distance.

What a joke, not to mention being swallowed by these insects, even if one just charged forward, it could penetrate the Sacred Guardian Barrier, and that meant certain death.

The Nine Dragons Saint and Sao Cat's expressions changed, and as they retreated, they looked towards Yang Zhen.

However, by the time they looked in the direction where Yang Zhen had been, it was already a sea of insects, with no sign of Yang Zhen in sight.

Even the Netherworld Karma Fire released by Yang Zhen was engulfed by the endless swarm of insects.

The ground was littered with insect corpses, and everyone gasped, exchanging glances, each with a sense of absurdity.

Could it be that Yang Zhen had died just like that?

Up to now, the words Yang Zhen had spoken earlier echoed in their ears, “With the Demon Pattern Origin, who needs life?”

Now those words seemed to have come true. Did Yang Zhen die without any chance of fighting back, directly in the pile of insects?

Chen Xiaotian's face showed a relieved expression, obviously also frightened enough, blurting out such a vow impulsively. If Yang Zhen really had obtained the Demon Pattern Origin, wouldn't he truly return to the Demon Domain and never come back to the main world?

Thinking this, Chen Xiaotian suddenly paused.

Yang Zhen obtained the Demon Pattern Origin?

How could that be?

Even if Yang Zhen had obtained the origin from the Quanyang Demon Emperor, he couldn't have gotten out of Slug Shore Mountain, could he? With so many practitioners, along with Shu Ya and him, could they not keep Yang Zhen from leaving?

Chen Xiaotian's face became grim, and that bit of worry in his heart completely faded.

But now whatever was said was too late. Yang Zhen had reaped what he sowed, no, it wasn't Yang Zhen who had reaped what he sowed, it was Yang Zhen who had been eaten by the Puppet Demons.

Chen Xiaotian laughed heartily, finding it hard to contain himself since it had been a long time since he had encountered such an interesting person and event.

Shu Ya displayed a strange expression, looking at Chen Xiaotian, evidently understanding what was on his mind.

However, just at that moment, a somewhat feeble voice came.

“I say, it's just a Demon Pattern Origin. You can't use it now anyway, when you recover, just fiddle with making one yourself.”

“Yang Zhen!?”

Chen Xiaotian's face showed a shocked expression as he stared incredulously towards the swarm of Puppet Demons.

Buzz–!

Between the humming of heaven and earth, a terrifying Spirit Soul power erupted, and in the midair, countless Yang Zhens appeared!

Upon seeing the multiple Yang Zhens in the sky, everyone gasped.

Chen Xiaotian's face showed a ludicrous expression, and he laughed loudly, pointing at the myriad Yang Zhens, “Rascal, I didn't expect you to survive under these circumstances, but don't you know that Puppet Demons specialize in devouring Spirit Soul power?”

Seeing this scene, even Shu Ya had a strange expression on his face.

Yang Zhen couldn't possibly be unaware that the Puppet Demons were adept at devouring Spirit Soul power. Yang Zhen's Spirit Soul had reached a level of authenticity that even he couldn't discern which one was the real Yang Zhen. However, the Puppet Demons didn't care whether it was real or not; they just bit down.

As expected, upon seeing countless Yang Zhens, the Puppet Demons immediately rushed towards Yang Zhen's Spirit Soul bodies like sharks smelling blood.

Suddenly, a vacuum area of Puppet Demons appeared in the sky.

The countless Puppet Demons were thrown into a frenzy, so much so that even the Quanyang Demon Emperor felt somewhat unable to control them.

Yet, Yang Zhen smirked, “You know nothing. Can't catch a wolf unless you bait the trap. This bit of Spirit Soul power might be crucial for you, but 'Sao Saint' forgot to tell you what 'a drop in the bucket' means.”

Laughing, Yang Zhen rapidly darted through the vacuum area created by the Puppet Demons towards the Demon Pattern Origin in the sky.

Quanyang Demon Emperor roared thunderously, punching towards Yang Zhen. Space tremored violently in midair; terrifying airwaves tore through the space, and Void turbulence wrapped around Yang Zhen like wild dragons.

Seeing this scene, Chen Xiaotian, whose heart was almost in his throat, suddenly let out a breath of relief.

Worthy of being the Quanyang Demon Emperor, even if not at his peak, his punch was not something that they, mere Practitioners, could withstand.

In any case, both he and Shu Ya felt somewhat trapped by the spatial turmoil under these circumstances.

However, before Chen Xiaotian's laughter could escape his lips, he almost choked.

Facing countless Void Dragons, Yang Zhen casually stepped into the spatial turbulence, blinking out of sight. Even the Quanyang Demon Emperor had a baffled look on his face before he suddenly roared and turned to punch behind him.

Yang Zhen's figure flashed behind the Quanyang Demon Emperor and again utilized the Void turbulence wrought by his punch to rush towards the Demon Pattern Origin.

Seeing Yang Zhen getting closer and closer to the Demon Pattern Origin, Chen Xiaotian roared, “All forces in the Demon Domain, once Yang Zhen gets to the Demon Pattern Origin, execute him at all costs. He mustn't be allowed to take the Demon Pattern Origin.”

“Lord…” Shu Ya looked at Chen Xiaotian with a baffled face, and even some of the demon cultivators showed a shocked expression.

Could Yang Zhen really obtain the Demon Pattern Origin?

Just then, as Yang Zhen dashed forward, he reached out and grabbed the Demon Pattern Origin, causing a crowd to scream in succession.

“Fuck, this Yang Zhen is insane; he actually wants to seize the Demon Pattern Origin barehanded?”

“This… I've never heard that the Demon Pattern Origin could be grabbed casually.”

“It's over; Yang Zhen is doomed. How could such a thing be grabbed casually?”

Countless people exclaimed, even the faces of Chen Xiaotian and Shu Ya flashed with confused expressions.

The Quanyang Demon Emperor snorted lightly, arms folded, looking at Yang Zhen with a sneer.

When Yang Zhen's hand touched the Demon Pattern Origin, almost everyone held their breath, their faces filled with tension.

Scoundrel Cat stretched his neck, eyes wide with shock, looking at Yang Zhen and murmuring, “Damn, this kid is really crazy.”

Snap!

In one grab!

Yang Zhen scooped up the Demon Pattern Origin, shoved it into his bosom, and ran wildly out.

“Damn, run! What are you waiting for?”

As he passed Scoundrel Cat, Yang Zhen kicked its butt.

Chapter end

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