Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1369

Chapter 1369: Chapter 1395: What a Coincidence, You Have It and So Do I Chapter 1369: Chapter 1395: What a Coincidence, You Have It and So Do I “Crawling through a tunnel to get in?”

“Why didn't you think to reach for the skies with that wild idea?”

Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, Chen Xiaotian was truly shocked.

Then, seeing the expression on Yang Zhen's face, Chen Xiaotian was even more astonished.

“Damn it, crawled in through a tunnel?”

They had just dug a tunnel and crawled into the Western Region Alliance; could it be that Yang Zhen had snuck in through their tunnel?

At that thought, a look of raging fury crossed Chen Xiaotian's face, his finger trembling as he pointed at Yang Zhen.

“Kill him for me, at all costs, kill him!”

With a roar from Chen Xiaotian, countless demon practitioners erupted instantaneously, rushing towards Yang Zhen.

“Protect our Sacred Lord!”

Boom boom boom, the violent surge of energy from over ten thousand practitioners burst forth like a torrent, plunging into the midst of the Sky Demon Ninth Transformation, and scattered the demon practitioners almost instantly.

What kind of concept is the explosion of over ten thousand practitioners?

In just the blink of an eye, no one could find Yang Zhen anymore.

Yang Zhen burst into laughter, pulling the crafty cat as he charged towards the Void Heavenly Palace.

A cold smile flashed across Chen Xiaotian's face, his body surging with Demon Qi as he suddenly charged toward Yang Zhen.

“Boy, do you really think you can enter the Void Heavenly Palace like this? Utterly delusional.”

Roar!

A thunderous roar shook the heavens and earth, the scorpion behind Chen Xiaotian bellowed, the wild surge of energy causing everything to rustle fiercely.

Scorpion!

Seeing the black shadows fill the sky, everyone gasped.

However, in the next moment, everyone's eyes nearly popped out.

With a casual wave of his hand, Yang Zhen sent a small shadow soaring into the sky, which in a blink arrived in front of Chen Xiaotian and snapped its tiny pincers at him.

A tiny scorpion!

Seeing this scene, Chen Xiaotian staggered, nearly spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

“Kid, I'm going to grind your bones to dust and scatter them in the wind!”

Enraged, Chen Xiaotian was truly furious; the world spun around him, and under the surge of terrifying Demon Qi, he threw a punch towards Yang Zhen.

In a flash, heaven and earth trembled, the violent surge of energy twisting the space itself.

Luo Jin and Jin Chanzi exchanged glances, both seeing the terror in each other's eyes.

With a single punch, Chen Xiaotian displayed a terror at the level of an Emperor Realm Expert; just how powerful had he become?

Yang Zhen facing such a formidable opponent remained unfazed; how fearless was this bastard?

At that moment, Yang Zhen suddenly moved.

Roar!

An earth-shattering bellow resonated, shocking the cosmos and startling everyone.

A scorpion, even more massive than the one Chen Xiaotian had conjured, appeared midair behind Yang Zhen.

And this scorpion… was golden.

The golden scorpion, like a sun, loomed over the entire West Origin Mountain, its eyes gleaming with golden light, staring down at the wildly charging Chen Xiaotian and suddenly flicking its tail.

With the flick of the golden scorpion's tail, Yang Zhen also burst into laughter, throwing a punch towards Chen Xiaotian.

Golden brilliance shone, Demon Qi surged wildly, and the two mighty forces collided, shaking the ground and swaying the mountains, even changing the color of the heavens.

Boom boom boom!

Waves of a destructive aura radiated in all directions, practitioners still engaged in battle scrambled awkwardly to avoid it.

Whoom–!

A celestial phenomenon erupted, like a visible shockwave that swept everything from the center where Yang Zhen and Chen Xiaotian stood, sending chills down spines.

A figure retreated explosively, and while still in midair, let out an incredulous cry.

“Impossible!”

Impossible!

This was the true reflection of everyone's minds at that moment.

Chen Xiaotian had been sent flying?

Just like that Yang Tiehe, he was blasted away by a punch from Yang Zhen.

How is this possible?

Chen Xiaotian, what kind of figure is he? Such a legendary expert facing Yang Zhen, actually not even a match for a single exchange?

Yang Zhen burst into loud laughter, and in midair, he actually… actually put his hands on his hips, appearing as if he were incredibly pleased with himself.

“You didn't expect this, huh? There's far more you didn't expect. The power of this Sao Saint, how could it be something an idiot like you could contend with?”

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone present took a sharp intake of breath.

Luo Jin and Jin Chanzi exchanged looks, both recalling the bet they had with Yang Zhen.

Utterly trounced.

Never mind influence within the Western Region Alliance, they were merely organizers at best, but now what?

Yang Zhen had clapped his hands and summoned tens of thousands of practitioners, all addressing Yang Zhen as their Holy Master.

It was maddening.

Who had ever heard of tens of thousands of practitioners referring to one individual as their Holy Master? Just how formidable was this Holy Master?

Nobody had heard of any Sacred Land possessing tens of thousands of such powerful practitioners.

And then there's the matter of who could kill Chen Xiaotian per the bet.

After encountering Chen Xiaotian, Luo Jin and Jin Chanzi had pushed that thought to the back of their minds.

Kill Chen Xiaotian?

What a joke. Not to mention that Chen Xiaotian was guarded by tens of thousands of demon cultivators, but he also had a mysterious elder by his side–who could withstand that?

Yang Zhen could withstand it.

Luo Jin and Jin Chanzi, even if they racked their brains, couldn't understand where Yang Zhen got the confidence to confront Chen Xiaotian.

Now they knew, this bastard Yang Zhen's strength was unfathomably deep.

Seeing Yang Zhen charging at Chen Xiaotian, everyone had a sense of unreality on their faces.

Chen Xiaotian was being chased and beaten by Yang Zhen?

This… was madness. The world must have gone mad.

Chen Xiaotian roared furiously, but no matter how fierce he became, Yang Zhen's fist would just come smashing down, as brutishly as if a commoner were brawling, reckless of his own life!

Faced with the life-risking Yang Zhen, Chen Xiaotian truly faltered.

His cultivation was actually superior to Yang Zhen's; if the two were to stand still and exchange blows using martial skills, Chen Xiaotian had many ways to kill Yang Zhen.

But… Yang Zhen's damn speed was just too fast, and he came at him recklessly, aiming to land a punch on him.

Such a fist, even Chen Xiaotian, didn't want to take with his own body.

It would kill!

Just as everyone looked on bewilderedly at the battle between the two, Chen Xiaotian suddenly roared, and a tide of blood erupted from him.

As this tide of blood appeared, Chen Xiaotian instantly vanished from everyone's sight.

A voice coming from all directions sounded, chilling to the bone.

“You little scoundrel, it seems I've underestimated you. You've actually managed to achieve Bodily Ascension to Saint. If we weren't in the main realm, I might have liked to make your acquaintance. But what a pity, in the end, you're still going to die!”

The voice was erratic, making it impossible to pinpoint Chen Xiaotian's position, all one could feel were terrifying surges of killing intent coming from every direction.

In the next instant, everyone's face turned to shock.

In midair, a Death Black Lotus swelled against the wind, expanding in the blink of an eye to cover the sky and earth. At the center of the black lotus, like a pool of blood, it was unbearable to gaze upon.

As if at one glance, it could suck in one's Spirit Soul.

Everyone looked horrified at this Death Black Lotus, faces filled with sheer panic.

The sensation of death, this was the breath of death.

“Youngster, be careful, that's the Death Black Lotus from the Demon Domain!”

“Death Black Lotus?”

Yang Zhen's face showed a trace of bemusement. For some reason, he suddenly felt like laughing.

Chen Xiaotian, this poor fellow, was so pitiable that Yang Zhen felt almost reluctant to continue.

“Death Black Lotus, young friend, that is the Death Black Lotus, run!”

From the crowd, an elder suddenly cried out in alarm, his face ashen, collapsing to the ground, filled with a look of despair.

Yang Zhen turned his head to look and said, “Don't worry, don't worry. He has his scorpions, I have mine; he has his lotus, and I… seem to have a lotus too.”

Chapter end

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