Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1318

Chapter 1318: Chapter 1343: Who Said I Used My Hands? Chapter 1318: Chapter 1343: Who Said I Used My Hands? Run… ran away?

Everyone's faces showed a stunned expression as they watched Yang Zhen snatch the Demon Pattern Origin and take off.

Not to mention how fast Yang Zhen ran off, disappearing in a cloud of smoke, but the mere fact that he grabbed the Demon Pattern Origin and even stuffed it into his bosom overwhelmed everyone's ability to react.

A group of Taoist Practitioners stood there with blank looks on their faces, exchanging glances as if a person named Yang Zhen had never appeared here at all.

The Demon Practitioners were even worse off, seemingly having forgotten Chen Xiaotian's words, petrified and staring blankly in the direction where Yang Zhen and the scoundrel cat had vanished until Quanyang Demon Emperor roared in anger, and everyone snapped back to reality, but it was already too late.

Yang Zhen had vanished, and what was the point of chasing and trying to intercept him now?

Besides, with so many directions in heaven and earth to choose from, who knew which way Yang Zhen would flee?

Not to mention that the Quanyang Demon Emperor wouldn't let Yang Zhen go, neither would Chen Xiaotian and various Demon Practitioners, nor would the numerous scheming Taoist Practitioners. Once they found Yang Zhen, wouldn't they tear him to pieces?

Not running was impossible, and running slowly was just as unthinkable. Yang Zhen's swift escape was, after all, within reason.

The Quanyang Demon Emperor roared continuously, seemingly searching for the nearby Demon Pattern Origins, a bit in disbelief that it was snatched right under his nose.

When everyone recalled Chen Xiaotian's arrival, they invariably turned to look at the pitiful old man. Up to now, he hadn't even closed his mouth, staring gaping and tongue-tied at the direction where Yang Zhen had disappeared, with Shu Ya calling out twice beside him to no avail.

“Dammit!”

Chen Xiaotian suddenly took a deep breath and roared furiously, “Damned brat, return my Demon Pattern Origin!”

After this roar, Chen Xiaotian disregarded all the Demon Practitioners around him and leaped forward with an extremely terrifying speed in pursuit of Yang Zhen.

A ridiculous look appeared on Shu Ya's face as he shouted at the crowd of Demon Practitioners, “What are you waiting for? Chase him quickly, we must find Yang Zhen at any cost.”

Boom–!

Countless waves of air burst forth, rushing towards the direction in which Yang Zhen had disappeared.

The people from Su Emperor Palace exchanged glances, especially the old lady, who was already questioning her life after being shocked by Yang Zhen's actions.

Before coming here, the people from Su Emperor Palace were determined that even if they couldn't obtain the Demon Pattern Origin, they had to imprint a copy to take back because it was of utmost importance to Su Emperor Palace, and they were very urgent about it.

What was supposed to be an advantage for the brilliant Su Emperor Palace ended with them being mere bystanders, with nobody even bothering to mention their names amidst exclamations, a huge gap that was difficult to accept.

Especially the old lady, who couldn't stand the sight of Yang Zhen, now wore an incredulous face that screamed absolute absurdity.

That damned brat Yang Zhen actually turned Slug Shore Mountain upside down and snatched the Demon Pattern Origin from the hands of Quanyang Demon Emperor?

As the old lady thought of the Demon Pattern Origin, a look of urgency flashed across her face, and she said to the Empress of Su Emperor Palace, “Empress, what do we do?”

A look of surprise flickered in the Empress's eyes as she gritted her teeth and said, “We chase too!”

As the people from Su Emperor Palace moved, the other Taoist Practitioners suddenly burst forth with the fastest speed in history, pursuing in the direction where Yang Zhen had vanished.

Moo!

An earth-shattering roar came as the Sky-splitting Bull of Su Emperor Palace let out a skyward bellow, exploding with unmatched speed, leaving everyone else behind.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xiaotian and Shu Ya hurriedly roared, and an extremely large scorpion materialized in mid-air.

Already feeling slighted by the Su Emperor Palace's Sky-splitting Bull, Chen Xiaotian somehow felt even more infuriated upon seeing the scorpion materializing in the sky.

It was then that he suddenly and fiercely remembered the scorpion that took a thousand years to refine was still in the hands of that little bastard Yang Zhen.

That Yang Zhen must die, if not, he must be taught a lifelong unforgettable lesson.

Damn it, this is so infuriating, absolutely infuriating.

The terrifying scorpion roared at the Sky-splitting Bull, its speed dramatically increased, not at all slower than the Sky-splitting Bull.

A hint of disdain flashed across the face of the Sky-splitting Bull as it bellowed, its speed increasing once again.

However, Chen Xiaotian no longer had the desire to compete with the Gale Bull, letting the Sky-splitting Bull take the lead while he doggedly pursued from behind.

Along the way, countless Practitioners and Taoist Practitioners slowly fell behind, many getting into fights over disputes, quickly turning into complete chaos.

At Slug Shore Mountain, Quanyang Demon Emperor watched, completely dumbfounded, as countless people disappeared before his eyes, seemingly unable to catch up.

Quanyang Demon Emperor had not fully recovered yet, now just a puppet-like state. To fully regain his senses without some time was simply impossible.

Now that his possessions had been stolen and he'd been stood up, he could only roar towards the heavens, as Puppet Demon insects were flying everywhere, Slug Shore Mountain instantly turning into a hell on earth.

Who knew how many died there, how many lives were ruined? Slug Shore Mountain roared continuously, the terrifying Demon Qi darkening the skies, forcing all nearby Practitioners to flee, even nearby sects began helplessly discussing relocation.

They had to move; they simply could not withstand such a terrifying force.

If Quanyang Demon Emperor were to emerge from Slug Shore Mountain one day, they would be the first to suffer.

In the sky, the Heaven Devouring Beast was jumping and frolicking with joy, clearly excited to see Yang Zhen and the others return.

The Nine Dragons Saint was still unable to comprehend what had happened, staring blankly at Yang Zhen's hand, then at his chest, even reaching out to touch it, asking, “You alright?”

Yang Zhen glared at the Nine Dragons Saint, swatting his hand away and, after landing on the back of the Heaven Devouring Beast, said with a grin, “You can't afford to be slow now, a whole bunch of people are chasing us from behind. Whether or not we can escape, it's up to you now.”

Hearing this, the Heaven Devouring Beast revealed a look of shock, glancing back and then grinning mockingly, making the onlookers gape in astonishment.

Roar–!

A low growl sounded, and Yang Zhen's expression changed as he immediately shouted, “Hold tight!”

Boom–!

A shadow covered the sky as it shot forward, creating a sonic boom mid-air with its massive body, indicating just how terrifyingly fast the Heaven Devouring Beast had become.

Yang Zhen, having never seen the Heaven Devouring Beast move at such a frightening speed, was taken aback and muttered to himself, “Damn, it really is the perfect escape tool.”

The cheap cat wore an excited expression, rubbing its hands and approaching Yang Zhen, asking, “Kid, did you really snatch the Demon Pattern Origin from Quanyang Demon Emperor?”

Yang Zhen gave the cheap cat a sidelong glance and said, “What else do you think the Sao Saint would be running for?”

“Can this even be called running?” retorted the cheap cat, eyes widening, speaking earnestly, “This is a strategic withdrawal, damn it. With so many after you, it'd be strange not to run. But on the other hand, is the Demon Pattern Origin something you can just grab with your hands?”

“Who said the Sao Saint used his hands?” Yang Zhen shot back at the cheap cat, the idiot was growing more fur and becoming more short-sighted.

At this confession, the Nine Dragons Saint, Sao Saint, and cheap cat were all stunned.

Not with his hands?

Yang Zhen chuckled and casually waved his hand, a faint slip of Void Power flashed by, startling the cheap cat so much it jumped three feet high and clung to the hair of the Nine Dragons Saint.

The poor Nine Dragons Saint, jerked by the cheap cat, still managed to widen his eyes in shock and cried out as if he'd seen a ghost.

“Void Power?”

“Impossible, kid, how can you control Void Power?”

“It can't be!”

Chapter end

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