Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1324

Chapter 1324: Chapter 1350: The True Emperor Skill, Gods Fighting! Chapter 1324: Chapter 1350: The True Emperor Skill, Gods Fighting! Everyone was dumbfounded by Yang Zhen's abrupt maneuver, staring at him as he swaggered back to Hua Youyue and the others, unable to react for a long while.

Not until Chen Xiaotian cursed loudly did the crowd suddenly come to their senses. Chen Xiaotian had been completely outplayed by Yang Zhen, losing face utterly.

What had initially been a messy affair was turned on its head by Yang Zhen, leaving Chen Xiaotian feeling utterly humiliated, almost wanting to crawl into a hole.

Shu Ya stared blankly at Yang Zhen, his face filled with disbelief.

He had always thought of Yang Zhen as a reckless brute who rushed headlong into situations without regard for his own life.

This situation, during the seizing of the Demon Pattern Origin, had almost perfectly proven it.

If it weren't for Yang Zhen's luck in controlling a movement technique that the Quanyang Demon Emperor was not very familiar with, and exploiting the emperor's unclarified consciousness to win with speed and seize the Demon Pattern Origin, Yang Zhen might have already died under the Puppet Demon.

But now… Shu Ya almost entirely overturned his impression of Yang Zhen in his heart.

A scoundrel, that's what he was, a downright scoundrel.

Could he really be so flawless?

If it had been a mere coincidence, then Yang Zhen wouldn't be considered fearsome.

But if Yang Zhen had been pretending right from the moment he stepped out of the crowd, trying to start a holy war on his own in a calculated strategy to coerce Chen Xiaotian into speaking out of turn, then Yang Zhen's scheming was terribly frightening.

It was a trap set within a trap, utterly unpredictable.

The more Shu Ya thought about it, the chillier he felt, especially considering that Yang Zhen must have been aware that his status was not enough to incite a holy war, leaving Shu Ya with a shiver running down his spine.

This had to be a conspiracy, a long-predetermined plot.

Just as Chen Xiaotian was about to roar again about starting a holy war, Shu Ya quickly pulled him back from behind, saying, “My lord, do not involve yourself in this cause and effect!”

Hearing this, Chen Xiaotian froze abruptly, seeing Yang Zhen winking at him, and his back became instantly soaked with sweat.

Damn it, was this asshole ever going to stop?

If Chen Xiaotian spoke now, rekindling the topic of the holy war, the responsibility would fall on him.

Would Chen Xiaotian take on such a thing?

The atmosphere turned exceedingly tense, Chen Xiaotian's face showing a trace of embarrassment.

How to resolve this?

To initiate a holy war, Chen Xiaotian, with his qualifications, was certainly capable, and the numerous demon cultivators present could indeed shake the entire Central Court.

But once a holy war was initiated, the cause and effect weren't just for fun.

If the holy war wasn't initiated, right in front of them stood an Emperor Realm Expert–did they understand what that meant?

Just one glance could completely dispel the oppressive Demon Qi filling the sky; if it really came to blows, how many demon cultivators present could withstand even a slap from the seemingly delicate Phoenix Feather Empress?

The surrounding demon cultivators looked bewildered, all eyes on Chen Xiaotian who wore an embarrassed expression, his face twisted with indecision. Just as he was about to grit his teeth, unsure of what decision to make, a cold snort sounded, as chilling as the harsh winter air in the tender month of spring, causing the entire atmosphere to seem to freeze.

The Phoenix Feather Empress had made her move.

Yang Zhen was also witnessing a real Emperor Realm Expert in action for the first time, his eyes suddenly bulging as he grabbed Hua Youyue and Han Yan'er, shouting to the people behind him, “Quick, quick, when gods clash, mortals suffer! Everyone, hide!”

The people around him stared blankly at Yang Zhen, and a cheap cat's face turned red, subconsciously moving farther away from Yang Zhen, as if not recognizing this good-for-nothing guy.

Boom!

Terrifying airwaves burst forth in midair without any visible action from the Phoenix Feather Empress, and the sky exploded abruptly.

A figure so beautiful that Yang Zhen wanted to make it his own appeared midair, a large, white bird that blotted out the sun with its snow-white, shimmering glow. It startled everyone by suddenly spreading its wings with a bang, sending the demonic Qi flying everywhere.

Screech!

A long cry that pierced heaven and earth roared as under the gigantic wings of the white bird, an earth-shattering wave erupted, surging in all directions.

Chen Xiaotian and others' faces drastically changed as they stared at the Phoenix Feather Empress and yelled, “Phoenix Feather Empress, do you really want to risk the world's condemnation and trigger a holy war?”

Their voices boomed like waves, echoing between heaven and earth–Chen Xiaotian, the sovereign, was not messing around.

Hidden in the crowd, Yang Zhen patted his chest and said, “Damn, it's good I hid quickly, or things would've gotten heated.”

Those around nodded hurriedly; no one had seen an Emperor Realm Expert act before, not knowing that the Phoenix Feather Empress would unleash such indiscriminate Heaven and Earth Power. The destructive aura from the white bird erupted, its horrifying pressure shocking everyone present.

Hearing Chen Xiaotian's roar, everyone forcibly held back from cursing out loud.

Yang Zhen smirked, turning to the cheap cat and said, “See that? When people have no shame, they really can say anything.”

The cheap cat chuckled weirdly and said, “Damn, I really admire their guts, daring to chase us to Tri-Floral Sanctuary, they're really courting death. Oh look, the fight has started!”

Yang Zhen immediately looked up, his face showing a mix of surprise and uncertainty, evidently, the fight had begun.

As the Phoenix Feather Empress waved her hand, terrifying airwaves descended from midair, like torrents of air, unstoppable wherever they passed, no matter how the demonic cultivators resisted.

With each flap of the giant wings, the white bird unleashed cataclysmic forces, the surrounding space violently shaking, the Void turbulence and white airwaves interweaving, sending chills down everyone's spine.

Yang Zhen stared in amazement at the terrifying scene before him, mumbling to himself, “Damn, is this the true power of an Emperor Realm Expert?”

The cheap cat shook its head and said, “No!”

“No?”

Yang Zhen almost jumped up; such earth-shattering, indiscriminate attacks, just like the forbidden spells cast by legendary sorcerers, weren't the real strength of an Emperor Realm Expert?

Sure enough, the cheap cat glanced at Yang Zhen and said, “This power, though it's Emperor Skill, seems like the Phoenix Feather Empress might still have some hidden illness. She has obviously not mastered Heaven and Earth completely, so… this power is merely what one can barely summon upon just entering the Emperor Realm.”

Hearing this, Yang Zhen was stunned and instinctively looked towards the Phoenix Feather Empress.

Indeed, although she appeared calm, Yang Zhen could feel that her aura was somewhat forced.

Even so, countless demonic cultivators were falling from the sky, and soon, the ground was densely covered in black.

Someone screamed and began running desperately outward.

What a joke, who wouldn't run in such a situation, wait to die?

Chen Xiaotian and Shu Ya roared continuously, watching more and more demonic cultivators die under the dual airwaves of black and white, they exchanged glances, and with a bang, something seemed to explode on them.

Clouds of blood-colored Demon Qi condensed into an enormous scorpion in midair, charging toward the white bird in the sky.

Chapter end

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