Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1372

Chapter 1372: Chapter 1399: What the Hell, What Is This Feeling? Chapter 1372: Chapter 1399: What the Hell, What Is This Feeling? Boom!

The terrifying and intense collision left the onlookers with their eyes wide and tongues tied.

But they couldn't help it–everyone was about to burst out laughing.

One second, the Demon Practitioners were supposed to protect Yang Zhen, but the next, Chen Xiaotian had charged right into the fray himself. What was even happening?

Chen Xiaotian was truly enraged to death by Yang Zhen.

You pull out a scorpion, I whip out a scorpion; you produce a Death Black Lotus, I conjure up a Heaven and Earth Green Lotus and an Annihilation Heavenly Sky Lotus.

This situation could literally drive a person insane.

The faces of everyone present revealed astonishment and bewilderment as they stared at Chen Xiaotian, who had crashed right into a stupor.

The remaining Demon Practitioners quickly withdrew their defensive formations, their faces filled with panic and confusion.

Chen Xiaotian roared, with his face an iron blue, and glared at Yang Zhen as he bellowed, “Yang Zhen, you're dead today, even if Gods or Demons walk the earth, they won't be able to save your life!”

Boom—-!

After a ground-shaking boom, demon Qi completely ignited on Chen Xiaotian. In his hand, a black sword blazed with black flames as he charged at Yang Zhen.

With no protection from the Demon Practitioner's defensive formations, Yang Zhen was almost immediately exposed under the terrifying sword light.

At that moment, a strange look flashed across Yang Zhen's face.

Swoosh!

Yang Zhen vanished, disappearing from the sight of everyone present.

Exclamations filled the air, as each face bore a shocked expression. They looked around in confusion, searching for any sign of Yang Zhen.

Even Chen Xiaotian was startled, his face revealing a hint of frenzied anger. The flames around him wildly surged, engulfing an area of a hundred zhang in the blink of an eye.

“You damned brat, come out this instant!”

Another earth-shattering roar followed, and Chen Xiaotian's longsword tore through the sky, a powerful force crashing into the spot where Yang Zhen had disappeared.

Just then, a cry of alarm sounded.

“Watch out, Sovereign!”

The Demon Emperor who followed Chen Xiaotian had his face change drastically, just as he was about to charge towards Chen Xiaotian, the Moonwatch Elder showed a hint of a cold smile and threw a punch towards the Demon Emperor.

“Old guy, your opponent is me!”

Boom!

The shockwave erupted, sending countless people flying.

When Yang Zhen reappeared, he was already behind Chen Xiaotian, throwing a seemingly ordinary punch towards him.

In the crowd, Luo Jin and Jin Chanzi were staring agape.

Especially Luo Jin, who cried out in disbelief, “Impossible, such a punch, how could it threaten Chen Xiaotian, what exactly is Yang Zhen trying to do?”

Jin Chanzi brought his palms together, trembling continuously, staring at Yang Zhen with a face full of disbelief, “This punch is not as simple as it looks!”

As soon as the words fell, a sudden change occurred.

Yang Zhen's hand disappeared.

It was as if it passed through the void and directly appeared above Chen Xiaotian's face.

“Bye-bye now!”

Yang Zhen grinned and then came a series of punches landing on flesh.

Boom boom boom!

A succession of punches landed on Chen Xiaotian's face.

The onlookers watched in a frenzy as they saw Chen Xiaotian's face get pummeled flat by Yang Zhen, even his nose went askew.

The sly cat's eyes were almost popping out, looking at Yang Zhen with a bizarre expression, muttering to himself, “Damn, ruthless!”

“Yang Zhen, you… you've really done it…”

Chen Xiaotian was seething with rage and took to his heels.

Yang Zhen chased furiously behind, cursing, “Damn it, it's none of your damn business if this Sao Saint dies, so why don't you stop and let this Sao Saint die horribly, huh?”

“Kid, if you dare to kill our lord, I swear I'll make your life a living hell!”

From mid-air, the voice of the Demon Emperor roared like that of a wild beast. Yet what use was roaring now? He was still being chased all over the sky by the Moonwatch Elder.

The more the Moonwatch Elder observed Yang Zhen, the more delighted he seemed. Hearing the Demon Emperor's words, he chuckled and said, “Young man, smash away to your heart's content, pound him again and again, damn his mother, thinking of wreaking havoc upon the world, just a few little demon practitioners like you are not nearly enough, it would almost be worth it if your emperor came instead.”

Buzz–!

A full moon appeared in the sky, and the Moonwatch Elder pointed with his hand, a ray of light piercing through the heavens and earth, hurtling toward the Demon Emperor. Yet his gaze remained fixed on Yang Zhen as he continued, “Young man, keep on fighting, I really want to see how this old geezer intends to make your life worse than death.”

Boom!

Another punch landed on Chen Xiaotian's head, nearly exploding his skull under Yang Zhen's hammering blows.

Witnessing this scene, everyone felt a creeping horror, and their gazes towards Yang Zhen were filled with intense dread.

Chen Xiaotian seemed to have been stunned by Yang Zhen's beating, his face revealing a crazed expression. Suddenly, turning around and embracing Yang Zhen, he sinisterly said, “Kid, I have never suffered such humiliation in all my years, today, I want to see who among us will be the one to survive.”

As he spoke, an ominous dark red demon flame suddenly ignited on Chen Xiaotian's body, waves of apocalyptic terror surged frantically in all directions.

Despair was written on everyone's faces.

“Demonic Body Dissolution!”

Someone cried out in shock, and countless people ran in all directions, even the demon practitioners showed panicked faces and hurriedly sought refuge around them.

Boom!

Yang Zhen didn't even have a chance to speak before he was engulfed in a sea of blood.

Terrifying waves of fire burned everything, waves of apocalyptic terror swept in from all sides, and the practitioners caught in it were incinerated into ash in mere moments.

For a time, the top of West Origin Mountain was filled with chilling screams of ghosts and howls of wolves.

“Saint Lord!”

“Sovereign!”

“Yang Zhen!”

Endless shouts echoed in the sky.

Everyone on the top of West Origin Mountain watched, dumbstruck, at the blood sea exploding in the sky.

Had Chen Xiaotian and Yang Zhen both perished together?

No, not together, although Demonic Body Dissolution was terrifying, in the end, a trace of the original essence could still be saved. Even though severely weakened, Chen Xiaotian could still regain his strength in ten or a hundred years.

But Yang Zhen was different, without the Demonic Body Dissolution cultivation method, he would be burned alive, without even a chance for his spirit soul to escape.

Indeed, many heard a scream, followed by the voice of Yang Zhen.

“Ah, I'm dead, such a miserable death, ah, my spirit soul, my spirit soul is almost burned away…”

These words sent shivers down everyone's spine, making them involuntarily swallow.

Although these words sounded strange, who cared about such details at this moment?

Yang Zhen was about to die, who cared if his cries were weird?

A sorrowful atmosphere hung in the air, and the thousands of practitioners Yang Zhen had rescued from the Demon Sect had enraged expressions on their faces, charging at the surrounding demon practitioners as if their lives didn't matter.

Only a lowly cat stood there dumbfounded, cursing its way towards the Void Heavenly Palace.

“Damn it, I knew that bastard went into the Void Heavenly Palace alone, damn it, such a horrible cry.”

In the midst of the blood sea, a figure flitted past like a streak of white light, unnoticed by anyone; Yang Zhen's body didn't have a single wound.

Was Demonic Body Dissolution capable of killing countless people? Without a doubt, but what kind of body did Yang Zhen have?

Bodily Ascension to Saint within the Saint Sovereign Domain!

To think that Chen Xiaotian's Demonic Body Dissolution could burn him to death?

That was simply a joke!

However, having turned the tables, Yang Zhen still sneaked into the Void Heavenly Palace alone.

But as soon as Yang Zhen set foot inside the Void Heavenly Palace, he suddenly felt as if he were in a dream.

Finally… did he return?

Yang Zhen stood there, bewildered, scratching his head, and muttered to himself, “What the hell, what is this feeling?”

Chapter end

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