Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1368

Chapter 1368: Chapter 1394: This Bastard is Up to Something Again Chapter 1368: Chapter 1394: This Bastard is Up to Something Again What kind of Saint Realm youngster could attract such attention from Chen Xiaotian?

Seeing the killing intent brimming in Chen Xiaotian's eyes, everyone was greatly astonished, looking at Yang Zhen in disbelief.

“Who is this kid, and how did he offend the Demon Sovereign?”

“A passerby? A mere passerby stirred up such rage in Chen Xiaotian?”

“Kid, you better leave this place quickly. What if you involve us in this?”

Hearing these words, panic spread across everyone's faces, fearing that if Yang Zhen had offended Chen Xiaotian, Chen Xiaotian's wrath might be redirected toward the crowd.

Yang Zhen couldn't help but curl his lips–just a bunch of good-for-nothings, were they capable of charging into the Void Heavenly Palace amidst a siege of tens of thousands of demonic practitioners?

What a joke!

Fortunately, Yang Zhen hadn't counted on these people from the start. Facing the watchful gaze of Chen Xiaotian, with murderous intent all around, he grinned and waved, “Hello there, Sovereign. It's good to see you again.”

Chen Xiaotian burst into loud laughter, his face filled with even greater murderous intent as he glared at Yang Zhen, “Well then, since you've come, the others may live, but you must die!”

With these words, thousands of demonic practitioners started to surround Yang Zhen.

The cheap cat on Yang Zhen's shoulder changed its expression, “Kid, we've got trouble.”

“Yes, this trouble is indeed not small,” Yang Zhen replied seriously, but anyone could tell that he wasn't concerned about the surrounding demonic practitioners.

Among the crowd, the Empress of Su Emperor Palace's face showed a solemn expression, turning to the granny beside her, “Prepare to storm into the Void Heavenly Palace.”

The granny was startled, glanced at the Empress of Su Emperor Palace, and said in a deep voice, “Su Emperor Palace's people, get ready to assault the Void Heavenly Palace.”

On the side of Tri-Floral Sanctuary, the Tri-Floral Saintess's face showed a hint of worry as she turned to Nine Dragons Saint and the others, “Prepare!”

Nine Dragons laughed heartily, instructing Mei Wuhua and the others. All the members of Tri-Floral Sanctuary burst into a dreadful surge of power, their aura soaring to the sky.

Seeing the reactions of both Tri-Floral Sanctuary and Su Emperor Palace, the people around exchanged glances, their faces displaying ludicrous expressions.

In the midst of the Sky Demon Ninth Transformation, how difficult was it to assault the Void Heavenly Palace?

Had the people of Tri-Floral Sanctuary and Su Emperor Palace gone mad?

In mid-air, the Demon Emperor and Moon Gazing Old Man were still in combat, and it seemed unlikely that the battle would conclude any time soon.

Under such circumstances, who could break through the Sky Demon Ninth Transformation?

But what were Tri-Floral Sanctuary and Su Emperor Palace?

For a moment, the crowd hesitated, with only a very few readying themselves to follow the example of Tri-Floral Sanctuary and Su Emperor Palace. Most chose to wait and see.

Yang Zhen was as good as dead!

How could a Saint Realm practitioner, facing such a predicament, still be so arrogant? If he didn't die, who would?

However, just as everyone was exchanging glances, convinced of Yang Zhen's inevitable death, the people of Yaochi Holy Land suddenly made their move.

The Third Saintess snorted softly, speaking to the leader of Yaochi Holy Land, “We should get ready too.”

The Great Elder of Yaochi Holy Land displayed a hint of hesitation, “Saintess, under these circumstances, shouldn't we aid the Saint Master?”

The Third Saintess glanced at Yang Zhen from afar and gritted her teeth, “No need. We'll follow behind Tri-Floral Sanctuary and Su Emperor Palace and enter the Void Heavenly Palace.”

Boom–!

A surge of power erupted from the group, startling the surrounding demonic practitioners.

Even though the three major forces were all prepared, the demonic practitioners continued to converge on Yang Zhen.

The declaration of Yang Zhen's death was the greatest testament to Chen Xiaotian's will. The Sky Demon Ninth Transformation was still in effect; these people wouldn't be able to break out.

But if Yang Zhen left alive, it would be a failure to accomplish the task.

More and more demonic practitioners gathered around Yang Zhen, staring at him with fierce eyes, brimming with Demon Qi, and radiating killing intent.

Yang Zhen walked forward, unhurried, looking at Chen Xiaotian and swearing, “Damn it, Chen Xiaotian, you old fart, picking on the weak because you have the numbers, huh?”

Hearing this, everyone gasped, including the forces of Tri-Floral Sanctuary, the people of Yaochi Holy Land, and Su Emperor Palace–all were shocked.

He swore?

Yang Zhen actually started to swear?

Everyone's gaze fell upon Chen Xiaotian's face.

Sure enough, Chen Xiaotian's face turned ashen. He snorted coldly but soon regained his composure, giving Yang Zhen a sidelong glance, “Yes, it's the strong picking on the weak. What are you going to do about it? If you have the skills, summon ten thousand people and challenge me to a fight?”

The surrounding crowd nearly toppled over at the words of Chen Xiaotian.

This was none other than the revered Lord of Demon Lords, Chen Xiaotian, a legendary old man of the Demon Domain.

To utter such words?

What the hell was Yang Zhen's background that even Chen Xiaotian would complain about being outnumbered?

He's doomed, definitely doomed.

Even those who had been prepared to join the assault on the Void Heavenly Palace began to hesitate.

Following someone so blissfully ignorant of the ways of the world, who perpetually courts death–what good could come of it?

On the peak of West Origin Mountain, only those who knew Yang Zhen, who understood him, began to get excited.

This bastard was about to stir up trouble again.

Boom!

A hint of a playful look appeared on Yang Zhen's face as turbulent energy roiled around him. He advanced step by step towards Chen Xiaotian and said, “You know, Sao Saint really does fancy gathering a bunch of people to kick you all out.”

Chen Xiaotian burst into laughter, pointing at Yang Zhen and saying, “Kid, I know your tongue is as sharp as a sword, but empty boasts are just that, a joke. Today, there's no need for me to lift a finger–you're as good as dead. I've said before, in half a month, I will bring about a great change for you. This great change will be the Void Sky Seal, and at that time, the Tri-Floral Sanctuary will vanish into nothingness, the Phoenix Feather Empress herself will die at my hands!”

Seeing the sinister look in Chen Xiaotian's eyes, everyone was startled.

So, Yang Zhen came from the Tri-Floral Sanctuary?

There was an Emperor Realm Expert in the Tri-Floral Sanctuary?

After hearing this news, everybody was shocked, looking at Yang Zhen with odd expressions.

Looking at Chen Xiaotian's brazen face, everyone thought he had it coming, yet who could slap Chen Xiaotian now?

Let's not even talk about Yang Zhen–could the legendary Phoenix Feather Empress, surrounded by so many Taoist Practitioners, rush up to Chen Xiaotian and slap his face?

After all, Chen Xiaotian was no pushover, even if someone reached his side, who could land a slap on his face?

This is madness, sheer madness.

It must be Yang Zhen's crazy influence that spawned such an absurd idea.

Everyone shook their heads, trying to dismiss this impractical notion.

But just then, earth-shattering tidal waves of sound surged from all directions.

“Protect our Saint Lord!”

Boom, boom, boom!

The terrifying roar sounded like a mighty army in full charge, the violent surge of energy sweeping across like towering waves from all sides toward the peak of West Origin Mountain.

Hearing this terrifying noise, everyone's faces turned pale.

Protect our Saint Lord?

There were no shortage of saint lords here, but who could command such authority?

In an instant, all eyes fell upon Chen Xiaotian.

Seeing the incredulous look on Chen Xiaotian's face, a chill ran through everyone, and although they couldn't believe it, their gaze inevitably settled on the ever composed Yang Zhen.

“Picking on the few with the many, huh?”

Yang Zhen's face revealed a cunning smile as he stared at Chen Xiaotian and said, “Sao Saint never engages in battles he isn't sure of winning. Unfortunately for you, Sao Saint really does want to summon ten thousand people to finish you off, and what's more unfortunate is that Sao Saint indeed has the capacity to get ten thousand people to do just that!”

“Protect our Saint Lord!”

The clamor grew louder, and as everyone saw the impressively powerful assembly of countless Taoist Practitioners, they gasped in unison.

“This can't be possible!”

Chen Xiaotian's face changed drastically, “How did they get in here?”

Yang Zhen winked at Chen Xiaotian and said, “They came in through a tunnel, of course!”

“You…”

Chen Xiaotian staggered, his face going pale!

Chapter end

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