Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1412

Chapter 1412: Chapter 1439: I Break Through Whenever I Want Chapter 1412: Chapter 1439: I Break Through Whenever I Want “`
Everyone's healthier with a wash?

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, everyone present felt as if they were in a dream.

Was that bastard Yang Zhen inside washing something?

What was he washing?

Listening to Yang Zhen's off-tune ditty, everyone was stunned.

The Eastern Desolation Emperor shook all over and murmured incredulously as he looked at the raging Path Cutting Heavenly Fire in the sky, “Has this world really become so mad?”

A mere lad on the brink of mastery, not only did he use the exiled land to resist the world-ending divine punishment, but he also dove into the Path Cutting Heavenly Fire… to take a bath?

“Cool!”

Another clear shout came through, and Yang Zhen laughed heartily, as if he were really scrubbing himself clean; one could even imagine him holding up one arm while scrubbing his armpit with the other hand.

This… was a bit frightening.

How on earth was Yang Zhen taking a bath in the Path Cutting Heavenly Fire?

“Better than a bath, a massage is even more comfortable!”

Yang Zhen's little song came again, giving everyone the chills.

At that moment, the heavens and earth trembled, and terrifying edicts of heavenly might descended from the sky. The beast of world-ending catastrophe roared madly, its body suddenly shrinking to the size of a calf.

Every living creature was petrified, feeling as if their souls were about to be blasted out of their bodies.

Do not be fooled by the reduced size of the beast of world-ending catastrophe; the aura it emitted was growing even denser.

As if it were tangible!

At a glance, the calf-sized beast had a fierce light in its eyes and a ferocious face, with two plumes of blue smoke coming from its nostrils–clearly enraged by Yang Zhen.

The beast of world-ending catastrophe represented the will of heaven and earth.

Just as everyone was gasping, the beast suddenly leaped into the air, with a streak of black lightning, and plunged into the Path Cutting Heavenly Fire.

It's over!

Everyone's heart skipped a beat in horror.

At that moment, Yang Zhen's wailing voice came again.

“Damn it, what the hell is this, stay away, I'm not wearing any clothes…”

Hearing Yang Zhen's cry, everyone thought he was done for, but then they almost cursed out loud.

So your utter fear, your voice that sounded like you were about to die, was because the beast of world-ending catastrophe saw your naked body?

The Eastern Desolation Emperor glared irritably at the Path Cutting Heavenly Fire in the sky and said, “Kid, can you hold on?”

Yang Zhen did not respond to the Eastern Desolation Emperor's words, and the Path Cutting Heavenly Fire in the sky grew increasingly violent.

Just then, a figure emerged from the Path Cutting Heavenly Fire.

Upon seeing this figure, everyone's faces lit up with ecstatic joy.

It was Yang Zhen–Yang Zhen had walked out of the Path Cutting Heavenly Fire.

His long hair, over two meters in length, floated behind him like black fire.

Yang Zhen walked with a measured stride, nonchalantly, as if taking a leisurely stroll, utterly at ease.

His already incomparable handsome looks seemed even more animated, especially those eyes that were like infinite stars, captivating all who looked into them.

Yet, this beautiful expression was marred by a smug look, one that made people want to rush up and crush his face.

But looking again at the relaxed expression on Yang Zhen's face, with an air that seemed to say you can't stand me but can't do a thing about it, people checked their impulses.

They really couldn't lay a finger on him, nor could they beat him.

And at this moment, the aura about Yang Zhen had an air of being born from nature itself.

It was as though he was clearly standing there, yet you couldn't feel his presence.

What was even more baffling to everyone was the feeling that even if they took advantage of Yang Zhen's unawareness now and tried to launch a sneak attack using their most powerful Martial Skill, they would fail.

This was even more terrifying.

Just what state had Yang Zhen reached now?

Roar–
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The apocalyptic beast snarled at Yang Zhen, unleashing a torrential wave of air that roared like raging floodwaters.

Yang Zhen waved his hand and said, “Alright, you've tried every usable and unusable method out there, hurry back. Go call some tough guys over; you might miss the next bus.”

The crowd was baffled by his words, but they understood that Yang Zhen was telling the apocalyptic beast to leave.

Leave?

You just tell it to leave, and it goes?

Doesn't this creature care about its own dignity?

Has Yang Zhen gone mad from the apocalyptic heavenly punishment?

In the next moment, everyone was dumbfounded.

The apocalyptic beast let out another roar at Yang Zhen, then turned and charged into the sky, vanishing into the endless clouds in a blink.

This…

Had Yang Zhen gone mad, or had they?

Amid their mutual baffled glances, they all began to doubt their lives.

Yang Zhen grinned and said, “That's more like it. After the young ones come the old ones; this is the most basic and effective approach.”

The clouds gradually dispersed, and the infinite majesty of heaven and earth also began to fade before disappearing without a trace.

Eastern Desolation Emperor looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression, and after a long pause, he burst into hearty laughter. “Congratulations, Daoist Yang.”

Congratulations to whom?

Sao Saint and Nine Dragons Saint were completely bewildered.

Daoist Yang?

You're an emperor; do you have to address him so… informally?

Wait a second!

Addressing each other as equals–had Yang Zhen broken through to the Emperor Realm?

Sure enough, Yang Zhen chuckled and said, “I couldn't possibly deserve the title of Daoist. It's just a little bit of enlightenment.”

Listen to him, such a modest and humble man.

“Holy moly, kid, you've broken through?” Sao Saint bounced onto Yang Zhen's shoulder, inspecting him from head to toe, and murmured to himself, “There's nothing special about you. You're just the same as before. Did you really break through?”

“I don't know myself. It feels like I've grasped something, but it doesn't feel like I've broken through. However, I should be in the Emperor Realm now. I can feel the power growing,” Yang Zhen said, his face showing a hint of puzzlement.

Eastern Desolation Emperor came up beside Yang Zhen, chuckling, and said, “You indeed have broken through. However, I'm curious, what was the opportunity that led you to become an Emperor?”

Yang Zhen shrugged his shoulders and replied, “There were no opportunities. When it was time to break through, I broke through. The concept of an opportunity doesn't really seem to apply to me.”

The crowd was speechless.

Opportunities really aren't practical, huh? Damn it, does Sao Saint need some kind of opportunity to break through?

It was only now that Yang Zhen realized, so-called opportunities came from heaven and earth, not sought on one's own or innate.

If heavens allowed you to break through, they'd present you with the right opportunity to comprehend the Dao's essence, breaking through the Heaven and Earth Shackles to achieve control over the world.

Without breaking through the Taoist Feeling, you'd be forever constrained under the laws of heaven and earth, dreaming of controlling reality with a word.

After figuring this out, the rest was easy.

Yang Zhen's Dao was his own will.

Regardless of whatever heavenly or earthly intentions there might be, if I decide to break through, then I will break through. Nothing can bind me.

This sort of transcendence, with a full level of inborn talent, was simply capricious.

What Yang Zhen hadn't mentioned to the others was that in his presence, the Heaven and Earth Power was like a shy maiden stripped bare, devoid of any mystery.

At least from the manifested Heaven and Earth Power he's observed so far, there was no force beyond his understanding.

That's why Yang Zhen had the confidence to send the apocalyptic beast away.

Because the creature was no longer useful to Yang Zhen, and vice versa, it was utterly powerless against him.

Hearing Yang Zhen's explanation, Eastern Desolation Emperor and the others were only half-convinced.

After all, no one else could learn this; Yang Zhen hadn't kept it a secret, though.

As Eastern Desolation Emperor and the others exchanged glances, Sao Saint said excitedly, “Come on, put on a show for the sovereign. Let me see what power you've truly understood?”

Chapter end

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