Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1411

Chapter 1411: Chapter 1438: Refreshing! Chapter 1411: Chapter 1438: Refreshing! To compete in will against Heaven and Earth?

Yang Zhen must have gone mad. Yet, why is there such powerful black flame bursting forth from his body?

Could it be that Yang Zhen has already grasped the essence of the laws of Heaven and Earth, thus able to unleash their formidable power?

That's even more nonsensical. Among the swarming multitude of beings below the heavens, who can claim parity with the sky?

Those who foolishly tried to contend with the heavens all met with grim fates, the dead and the mad alike. Anyone who dared to challenge the majesty of the cosmos became but a handful of dust, not even leaving a corpse behind.

Seeing black flames erupt from Yang Zhen, contrasting with the Path Cutting Heavenly Fire in the sky, everyone instinctively concealed their spiritual senses and cultivation.

At this moment, one must absolutely avoid becoming entangled with Yang Zhen's karma, or else face endless divine punishment in the future.

Sao Saint's face showed a grave expression as he roared, “Kid, what on earth are you trying to do? I told you to make trouble, but I never told you to mess with the heavens!”

“Making trouble?”

The Eastern Desolation Emperor's face revealed a trace of shock; his eyes sparkled with intense light as he stared at Sao Saint and asked in a deep voice, “Who are you?”

Sao Saint paid no heed to the Eastern Desolation Emperor's words, gave him a disdainful glance, and hurriedly moved forward, shouting, “Kid, stop this at once, otherwise you'll die for real this time.”

Yang Zhen turned and looked at Sao Saint, his face revealing a strange smile as he shook his head and said, “Sao Saint, my good brother, once the bow is drawn, there's no turning back. I can no longer stop, and after all, who in this life does not die? If Sao Saint perishes, you must take good care of Tri-Floral Sanctuary. Otherwise, I will break through my coffin and dig up the cement just to strangle you, you useless bastard.”

Upon hearing this, Sao Saint stumbled, his face showing a rare look of shock as he fixed his gaze on Yang Zhen and said, “What nonsense are you spouting? How could you not stop? If you simply stop, you won't be competing in will against the heavens, and we'll still have a chance even if you fail to break through to the Emperor Realm. If you're competing in will against Heaven and Earth, you'll die almost instantly.”

Die instantly!

That would be the result of contending with Heaven and Earth.

Remembering something, the Eastern Desolation Emperor's face showed a look of anxious uncertainty as he stared at Sao Saint for a moment, shaking his head and saying, “Yang Xiaozi is right; he can't stop now. If he forcefully halts his actions at this point, he won't just escape death, but he'll become an utterly ordinary mortal, even less than a common person.”

What?

Sao Saint trembled all over, his gaze towards the Eastern Desolation Emperor one of horror.

The Eastern Desolation Emperor took a deep breath, watching the Path Cutting Heavenly Fire that had already begun to coalesce in the sky, his face flickering with grave concern, murmuring to himself, “That which is destined to come has arrived. I wonder how far you will be able to go this time.”

At these words, Sao Saint's pupils shrank to pinpoints as he suddenly looked toward the Eastern Desolation Emperor.

However, the Eastern Desolation Emperor just shook his head and slowly walked to the side, keeping his gaze unwaveringly fixed on Yang Zhen.

Above them, the ferocious beast that was the Path Cutting Heavenly Fire had formed, its presence causing all to tremble in fear.

Hum–!

A whorl of Path Cutting Heavenly Fire fell to the ground, and a lonely blade of grass, the lone survivor, withered instantaneously, its trace of vitality turning to nothingness.

The grass may burn away, yet with the spring breeze, it will grow again.

With the emergence of Path Cutting Heavenly Fire, even the grass was utterly eradicated from existence.

Witnessing such a spectacle, all present drew in a sharp breath, their attention riveted on Yang Zhen.

The black flames on Yang Zhen's body became gentler, almost akin to the smoke from a farmhouse chimney.

With the Path Cutting Heavenly Fire blanketing the sky, its aura of destruction undeniable, how had Yang Zhen's black flames softened in response?

How could they compare?

Seeing this scene, the Eastern Desolation Emperor sighed and shook his head, “Kid, give up. To vie with Heaven and Earth, you've lost from the start.”

“Yes, Yang Zhen, don't be reckless. Cultivation is not easy; don't let a moment of impulse ruin your bright future.”

“Yang Zhen, stop quickly, your black fire is just too… too… what?”

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Yang Zhen stepped towards the Path Cutting Heavenly Fire one step at a time.

Countless pairs of eyes bulged, staring at Yang Zhen in sheer astonishment.

Boom!

A blast of Path Cutting Heavenly Fire struck Yang Zhen, and he immediately staggered, with black flames igniting on his body.

Like a pathetic blade of grass, the aura on Yang Zhen's body dropped at a chilling rate.

Everyone was startled, looking at Yang Zhen as if he were a lunatic.

The Scoundrel Cat hurried towards Yang Zhen, “You damned fool, have you lost your mind? If this continues, the essence in your body will be completely severed.”

Nine Dragons Saint urgently pulled the Scoundrel Cat back, saying in shock, “What are you doing jumping in? This kid must have his own ideas; are you trying to rush to your death?”

The Scoundrel Cat struggled in Nine Dragons' grasp, cursing angrily, “Let me go, what do you know? Yang Xiaozi's path is different from ours; he was already an abomination to the natural order. Now that he's finally realized his own path, if it's cut off, he'll never be able to comprehend it again.”

On hearing this, Nine Dragons Saint's expression changed, then shook his head and said, “Even the Emperor cannot do anything; what can we do but observe and leave it to fate?”

The Scoundrel Cat cowered, mainly because it knew all too well there was nothing it could do if it charged forward at this time.

“Damn it, I hope the kid really can dodge this calamity.”

“Dodge this calamity?” Nine Dragons Saint was startled, asking in surprise, “Does that mean Yang Zhen can't break through?”

The Scoundrel Cat glared and said, “It'd be good enough if he survives; you're still thinking about a breakthrough?”

Boom–!

Another burst of Path Cutting Heavenly Fire fell on Yang Zhen, submerging him entirely in a horrifying black conflagration.

Regarding the black fire on Yang Zhen's body, it had long been enveloped by the terrifying Path Cutting Heavenly Fire.

Could anyone still feel a trace of Yang Zhen's aura at that point?

“Yang Zhen…”

The Scoundrel Cat stared blankly into the sky, tears almost spilling.

A crowd expressed their pity, one person lamented, “It's a pity. Yang Zhen is a genius, but… the heavens are envious of talented people.”

Upon hearing this, everyone felt a deep sense of regret, some even began shaking their heads and walking away.

The Eastern Desolation Emperor also sighed, looking up into the sky, perhaps pondering something.

Who can truly resist the power of Heaven and Earth?

It's over, everything's over.

If Yang Zhen could not stand against Heaven and Earth, then the Path Cutting Heavenly Fire was truly terrifying.

In such a state, could Yang Zhen, even if he survived, be left with anything more than a wrecked body?

The Scoundrel Cat and Nine Dragons Saint exchanged glances, shouting towards the endless Path Cutting Heavenly Fire in midair, “Kid, are you still alive–”
“Awesome!”

A thunderous shout startled everyone.

A group of people dumbly turned their heads, staring blankly into the sky, thinking they had misheard.

“Swish swash swish swash, the cleaner everyone gets, the healthier, better for her, better for me…”

Yang Zhen's impudent voice carried over, humming an off-key tune, causing everyone to subconsciously rub their own necks.

Chapter end

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