Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1404

Chapter 1404: Chapter 1431: Settling Scores with Them After Autumn Chapter 1404: Chapter 1431: Settling Scores with Them After Autumn “Poor Eastern Desolation Emperor, who knows how long it had been since he had eaten cooked food. When the scent of roasting meat wafted out, he started drooling while talking.”

When Yang Zhen turned his head back, the Eastern Desolation Emperor was busily wiping his mouth. Catching Yang Zhen's gaze, his eyes widened instantly and he said, “I mean, what is this thing you're roasting? It smells quite good!”

“Cumin-flavored, super crispy!” Yang Zhen glanced at the Eastern Desolation Emperor and shook his head, “But you can't eat it yet.”

Hearing that the meat was not yet eatable, the Eastern Desolation Emperor's drooling stopped and his curiosity shifted to the formation Yang Zhen was engraving.

“Kid, what kind of formation is this that can actually shift the power of heaven and earth's thunder and lightning? Truly ingenious work.”

Expertise has its own focus, and even if the Eastern Desolation Emperor was an emperor, he didn't understand everything.

Just like formation craftsmanship, Yang Zhen's current mastery of formations was almost on par with the programmers from the Azure Planet. An exceptional programmer might not do whatever they wished, but given a network environment and a keyboard, they could indeed hammer out a whole world.

Right now, Yang Zhen felt just like that, capable of doing whatever he wished, combining all sorts of formations with the variations of the Heaven and Earth True Patterns to achieve true versatility.

With a look of enjoyment flashing across his face, Yang Zhen, under the stunned gaze of the Eastern Desolation Emperor, brought out a grand armchair and leisurely sat down.

The Eastern Desolation Emperor was completely panicked.

Had the world changed to this extent?

Despite the apocalyptic tribulation, a force capable of destroying heaven and earth, Yang Zhen just sat down at ease and even started roasting meat.

And that wasn't all–look at what this bastard was doing. Lounging on a chair that looked extremely comfortable, holding a big fan in his hand, he swayed back and forth, fanning himself while casually wielding the ingenious formation with a flick of his hand.

In the sky, dreadful gusts surged dramatically, with endless lightning linking the heaven and earth, resembling black rivers thunderously striking the ground.

The earth was a mess, a sight of utter devastation, a suitable backdrop of blackened earth sending up blue smoke.

Everyone watched the horrifying scene in front of them, dumbstruck, looking up at the black clouds; the apocalyptic punishment raining down almost shattered the entire heaven and earth.

“This… what kind of…”

“My God, I never thought I'd witness such a terrifying scene of destruction in my lifetime. This is an apocalyptic calamity.”

“It must be the emperor undergoing tribulation; if it's not the emperor, I dare to run up and drink the lightning punishment!”

Everyone around shivered in unison, all wearing strange expressions as they looked at Big Beard, a burly figure.

Big Beard's eyes were sparking with excitement, he quivered all over in his eagerness, and his hair stood on end due to the power of the lightning, as if his faith would be shattered if it weren't the emperor undergoing tribulation.

“Meow!” exclaimed the shameless cat as it jumped onto Big Beard's shoulder, saying, “Kid, I'll remember you. Listen well, if someone called Yang Zhen comes out later, you better go take a couple of gulps.”

Big Beard was startled, but upon realizing it was the shameless cat, he retorted with a sneer, “I thought it was someone else–turns out to be the shameless cat. Like Yang Zhen, you're infamous for being shameless. But shameless as you may be, do you really think the world is so naive? If Yang Zhen survived the tribulation under such circumstances, what would my taking a sip even amount to?”

Uh-oh!

Serious trouble here.

The shameless cat looked bewildered–had guys these days become so brash?

Laughter rippled through the crowd, and for a moment, the tense atmosphere lightened somewhat.

The clouds were dense; the roaring thunder as if something had provoked it, started to become more furious.

Yang Zhen stretched and yawned, then threw the cooked meat at the Eastern Desolation Emperor and said with a determined look on his face, “Fellow countryman, the meat is roasted for you; now it's your turn to show your protective magic.”

“Cube dense, nest in a hole, cube won't wash away.”

Watching the Eastern Desolation Emperor with his mouth greasy with oil, Yang Zhen couldn't help feeling a sense of misplacing his trust.

“Little chicken, what are you going to do?”

Seeing Yang Zhen stretching and arching upward, the Eastern Desolation Emperor's face immediately showed a look of shock.

Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, “This is still crossing a tribulation, after all, I gotta show some respect, right? Take advantage of the weakened restrictions here while you can, don't just stand there, hurry up and catch up. Once this chance is gone, you'll have to wait another ten years!”

The Eastern Desolation Emperor hurriedly gave it a try and immediately his eyes shone with excitement.

When two tigers fight, one is bound to get hurt.

Under the annihilating heavenly punishment, the restraints of heaven and earth had indeed weakened considerably.

Now, we're not just talking about plodding on–you could, in fact, shoot straight up and break free.

Roar–!

One earth-shattering explosion after another sounded as if thousands of fierce beasts were roaring together.

Seeing that Yang Zhen was about to break through, the Eastern Desolation Emperor quickly said, “Kid, take it easy, don't sweat it. Power, you know, is something intangible; just cultivate it slowly. Being low-key isn't bad; for heaven's sake, don't provoke the annihilating heavenly punishment again!”

In the eyes of the Eastern Desolation Emperor, Yang Zhen's tribulation crossing this time was almost worry-free.

With those strange arrays at work, coupled with the peculiar restrictions of this place, Yang Zhen could very well lie down and cross successfully.

However, Yang Zhen insisted on just “going through the motions.” The Eastern Desolation Emperor understood this too–after all, only through the baptism of thunder could one gain even more formidable power.

But what almost choked the Eastern Desolation Emperor was that Yang Zhen seemed to treat his words as nothing more than wind past his ears.

Under the Eastern Desolation Emperor's dumbfounded gaze, Yang Zhen went down to the earth's surface, took a deep breath, placed his hands on his hips, and yelled, “Come on, little buddy, let's have some fun, we meet again, huh? Aren't you being too timid? Got anything fiercer?”

His voice was deafening. The Eastern Desolation Emperor, who had just been thinking about how to urge Yang Zhen to keep a low profile, stumbled back with a violent cough.

He choked!

“Come on, little buddy…”
“Ah, little buddy…”
Wave after wave of mighty sound, like the ancient floods, surged in all directions.

Following that, Yang Zhen burst from below the ground, somersaulting 360 degrees in mid-air, even performing the dance of an ancestral master, and fiercely gave the middle finger to the sky.

The endless lightning that was about to fall hesitated all at once and then withdrew, replaced by a thunderous roar that pierced the heavens.

Roar–!

Aow–!

It was unclear whether it was due to sheer frustration, but this earth-shattering roar ended with a bit of a screech.

An overwhelming terrifying aura of ferocity burst forth, and amidst the howling wind, it morphed into a celestial beast that blotted out the sun and sky.

A black celestial beast!

Oh my goodness!

As soon as Yang Zhen appeared, everyone was dumbfounded, staring blankly at Yang Zhen in mid-air, then at the black celestial beast above the sky, and then… they looked at the tributes by their side!

The next moment, almost everyone performed a uniform action, retracting their tributes!

“Is that… really Yang Zhen?”

Who would have thought that the person causing such a commotion was actually Yang Zhen, and not some emperor!

All faces were filled with shock and confusion.

This guy had really screwed up.

All those tributes scattered across hills and dales–how could one possibly collect them all at such a time?

Big Beard roared angrily, his eyes wide open, and said, “This isn't fair! Taking the tributes back? Hey, whoever, got the Sound and Image Stone? Quickly record this down. Dammit, I'm settling scores with them after autumn.”

Chapter end

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