Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1323

Chapter 1323: Chapter 1349: You Bastard, You're Shameless! Chapter 1323: Chapter 1349: You Bastard, You're Shameless! “Emperor Skill, impossible!”

Upon seeing that Yang Zhen was able to shatter space without moving his body, everyone's faces showed expressions of utter horror.

Who is Yang Zhen?

Just a Practitioner of the Saint Realm, with a rather unrestrained character. It seemed like most of the recent earth-shattering events involved him, yet no matter how one looked at it, Yang Zhen was simply a Practitioner of the Saint Realm, fortunate enough to be blessed with some luck.

And yet this Practitioner of the Saint Realm had grasped the Emperor Skill, how could this be possible?

Whether people believed it or not, the shattered space before their eyes couldn't lie. Even the Phoenix Feather Empress wore a look of surprise–it clearly wasn't her doing behind the scenes.

That meant, was Yang Zhen, with his cultivation of the Saint Realm, actually mastering the Emperor Skill, which only an Emperor Realm Expert could handle?

How the hell could this be possible?

Even seeing it with their own eyes, everyone felt as if they were in a dream.

The sneaky cat wore an excited expression, jumping onto the bewildered shoulders of the Nine Dragons Saint, screaming continuously, “Damn it, I knew it, this bastard kid really mastered the Emperor Skill, shoot, now things are heating up. A small fry of the Saint Realm has actually grasped the Emperor Skill, aren't those Emperor Realm Experts living on a dog's life?”

The Nine Dragons Saint's body stiffened, and he glared at the sneaky cat in irritation.

The sneaky cat chuckled and said, “I'm not talking about the Phoenix Feather Empress. She is, after all, an Emperor Realm Expert – why would she stoop to my level?”

The Nine Dragons Saint gave a bitter smile and said, “But you're not wrong, Yang Xiaozi actually grasped the Emperor Skill. How can such power be possessed by someone who's not an Emperor Realm Practitioner?”

The sneaky cat scoffed and said, “To use Yang Xiaozi's own words often, 'What's with the impossible or possible?'”
At that moment, Yang Zhen suddenly moved, step by step, walking towards Chen Xiaotian and the others, wearing a look of disdain and saying, “If this isn't enough, then…”

As he spoke, Yang Zhen's aura surged once again, growing more violent with every step he took.

“The worldly shackles of the East Sea were opened by this Sao Saint, the world shackles of the Northern Island were also opened by this Sao Saint. If it weren't so, not only you demon practitioners, but even those beasts who survived the heavenly calamity of Great Desolation wouldn't be able to appear.”

“The Phoenix Feather Empress was revived by this Sao Saint, Saintess Tianxuan was revived by this Sao Saint, and the Demon Pattern Origin in the hands of the Quanyang Demon Emperor was also snatched by this Sao Saint.”

“If these still aren't enough, then this Sao Saint will today grind you liars, who treat oaths as farts, into the ground over and over – would that be sufficient?”

With each step, each elevation, after these words were spoken, a surge of tremendous golden aura burst out from behind Yang Zhen. The formidable figure of Qiongqi Heavenly Void erupted suddenly in front of everyone.

“Qiongqi Heavenly Void!”

Countless people exclaimed in shock, their faces revealing expressions of horror, whether they had seen it before or not.

Even Chen Xiaotian and others, who had seen Qiongqi Heavenly Void exist, were shocked by the vivid manifestation of Qiongqi Heavenly Void today.

Roar–!

With a roar from Qiongqi Heavenly Void, Yang Zhen's aura was boosted to its peak. Yang Zhen, with a sword in hand, stood before both the Daoist and Demon Practitioner camps, squinting at Chen Xiaotian and asking, “If you want the Demon Pattern Origin, stop finding so many excuses, just fight for it. Will you come or not, give a straight answer?”

Chen Xiaotian and others had expressions of uncertain shock on their faces, targeted so directly by Yang Zhen, where could they step down from?

Countless Demon Practitioners displayed expressions of utter shock, looking incredulously at Yang Zhen.

Shu Ya's face showed a bewildered expression as he muttered to himself, “It seems like!”

It seems like?

Hearing these two words, Chen Xiaotian trembled, his face showing a shocked expression.

In the Tri-Floral Sanctuary, Hua Youyue stared blankly at Yang Zhen, while Han Yan'er beside her showed a perplexed look, her gaze fixated on Yang Zhen's back.

Nobody noticed that behind Yang Zhen, the Phoenix Feather Empress also trembled and muttered to herself, “It seems so!”

Yang Zhen really had Chen Xiaotian, the shameless guy, fuming.

Damn it, I clearly swore that if I got the Demon Pattern Origin, this bastard would return to the Demon Sect, to be a coward for life and never come out.

Now look, not only has he gone back on his word and gotten fat, treating his oath as a fart, but he's also coming up with all sorts of reasons wanting to launch some sort of holy war?

This freaking bizarre maneuver, even Yang Zhen couldn't pull it off.

At the same time, Yang Zhen also felt something strange.

These darn laws of nature, oath-swearing, and all can indeed find all sorts of reasons to get past it, just a word game, God is still too young.

Above the entire Tri-Floral Sanctuary, under the rolling tumultuous waves of air, violent auras triggered celestial phenomena. Amidst the flashing lightning and thunder, an apocalyptic scene unfolded.

Between the two camps, the atmosphere was so tense it was as if time had stopped.

Chen Xiaotian coldly looked at Yang Zhen and snorted before he spoke, Shu Ya hurriedly said, “Lord, think thrice before you act!”

Hearing this, Chen Xiaotian's face showed a hint of furious expression, and he coldly snorted, said, “With Yang Zhen being so arrogant, how can I let this go?”

“But it needn't escalate to a holy war to such an extent!” Shu Ya frowned slightly, his face showing a hint of hesitation.

Chen Xiaotian laughed heartily and said, “What holy war, holy war schmoly war! Can we even decide on such matters? Right now, it's just between you, me, Yang Zhen, and the Tri-Floral Sanctuary backing him, and what does it have to do with a holy war?”

Shu Ya was shocked, looking at Chen Xiaotian with a blank face.

In the crowd, Cheap Cat's face also showed a shocked expression, staring blankly at Chen Xiaotian, muttering to himself, “Awesome, Yang Xiaozi has met his match.”

What a scene it was just between Chen Xiaotian and others with Yang Zhen and the Tri-Floral Sanctuary, thus, this battle really had nothing to do with a holy war.

Seeing the gloomy, patching expression on Chen Xiaotian's face, that mocking, smile-like jeer, Yang Zhen looked bewildered and exclaimed, “Damn, can it really be played this way? Respect, respect!”

Chen Xiaotian laughed heartily and said, “Too kind, too kind, lad, now that there's nothing to do with a holy war, the Demon Pattern Origin, I must take it back, you…”

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Zhen suddenly, under everyone's watchful eyes, turned his head and walked away, a weird smile appearing on his face, saying, “Since there's nothing about a holy war now, then… Empress, I'll leave the rest to you.”

What?

Chen Xiaotian staggered, almost thinking he had heard wrong.

“Scoundrel, you are shameless.”

A roar that pierced through heaven and earth resounded across the entire Tri-Floral Sanctuary.

Everyone gazed dumbfounded at the carefree figure of Yang Zhen, utterly astonished.

This… this works too?

Compared to Yang Zhen's cunning maneuvers, all of Chen Xiaotian's thoughts seemed as laughable and pale as those of a child.

Chapter end

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