Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1414

Chapter 1414: Chapter 1441: Be Careful with Those Things Chapter 1414: Chapter 1441: Be Careful with Those Things Following someone else's path?

Yang Zhen just loved following others' paths, and then leaving them with no path to follow.

This was a bit mean, but when dealing with enemies, you had to pull out all the stops. If you didn't leave them doubting whether they were actually born of their own fathers, why even let them live to settle scores later?

You had to make your enemies tremble in fear, and after a shudder, find that everything under the heavens had become utterly tasteless–that was the true method of vanquishing enemies.

But this was a method for dealing with enemies. Was that person an enemy?

That person could truly be called a pioneer of the Great Desolation era, and had already been missing for who knows how many years.

All these years, Yang Zhen had only seen that person's back, let alone harboring any deep-seated grudges or enmity.

To follow the path of a dead man, and a path of failure at that?

Yang Zhen shook his head like an electric motor and said, “No way, no way. That person's path is that person's path. What's the Sao Saint doing walking it? Besides, that guy didn't even succeed–what a lack of ambition.”

Hearing this, the eyeballs of everyone present nearly popped out of their sockets.

Lack of ambition?

The Eastern Desolation Emperor snorted softly, his expression complex as he looked at Yang Zhen. Then he burst into laughter and said, “Boy, do you have any idea what that person did?”

Yang Zhen became curious. Although he wouldn't follow just anyone's path, he was quite curious about what that person had actually done to earn such admiration from so many people.

The Eastern Desolation Emperor glanced at the scoundrel cat, who pouted and said, “Don't look at this sovereign. I haven't spoken to the kid about these things.”

Hearing this, the Eastern Desolation Emperor was taken aback and, smiling, said, “That person had once faced the heavenly calamity alone, a full three hundred and sixty strikes, during which the sky darkened and the earth grew dim, and all things were thrown into chaos.”

Yang Zhen nodded and said, “That's common knowledge by now, no need to bring it up again.”

The Eastern Desolation Emperor nodded and added, “He also once united the Wan Clan singlehandedly, commanding a multitude of heroes, with none daring to defy him!”

Whoa!

Yang Zhen's eyes widened as he exclaimed, “You mean to say, this guy became what, the overlord of the martial world?”

“Overlord of the martial world? What is that?” The Eastern Desolation Emperor was confused.

Yang Zhen waved a hand and said, “You know, the one commanding all the heroes. And then, unless I'm mistaken, he wasn't at the Great Emperor Realm. You emperors all followed his orders too?”

The Eastern Desolation Emperor shook his head and responded, “Not necessarily followed his orders, but we couldn't help but give him some respect.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen blinked.

To make so many emperors pay respect, that person must have been truly awesome.

The scoundrel cat, listening on the side, was quite bored. These things, indeed, it hadn't talked about with Yang Zhen, but along the way, the cat's influence on Yang Zhen was increasingly leaning in this direction.

However… the methods were a bit unconventional.

In the end, Yang Zhen didn't manage to command the multitude of heroes, but he did offend quite a few people.

Offending people, Yang Zhen didn't care about that. He had no interest in the positions for heroes or schemers, like an overlord of the martial world.

Yang Zhen believed he had limited capabilities, or at least that's what he thought of himself. In this life, being able to protect oneself and one's loved ones was already pretty good.

Protecting everyone under the heavens?

Yang Zhen just wanted to laugh!

“Yang Xiaozi is not cut out for that sort of thing!”

The scoundrel cat interrupted the Eastern Desolation Emperor, an odd expression on its face, and said, “However… some things are inevitable. Kid, the path you will walk in the future, though it might differ from that person's, won't be too different after all.”

Seeing the odd smile on the scoundrel cat's face, Yang Zhen glared at it. Just as he was about to speak, the Eastern Desolation Emperor hesitantly said, “Are you sure Yang Xiaozi can reach that step?”

“Whether he can or not, we've got to give it a try!”

The scoundrel cat said and looked at Yang Zhen again.

Anger flickered across Yang Zhen's face as he glared at the scoundrel cat and said, “Damn it, if you keep being so cryptic, believe it or not, this Sao Saint will turn around and leave this instant, withdrawing from world affairs and spending the rest of my life in some deep mountains with just my miss and others.”

The scoundrel cat chuckled weirdly and said, “Telling you now would be useless anyway because destiny is uncertain. Kid, you exist outside the laws of heaven and earth. But if you want to be unbound by them, you must face certain things. Whether this sovereign tells you or not, it's all the same.”

“Like what?” Yang Zhen asked curiously.

“Take the apocalypse, for instance!” laughed the Eastern Desolation Emperor heartily, looking at the cheap cat and asking, “I think I'm starting to get what's on your mind.”

At this point, the Eastern Desolation Emperor laughed aloud, patted Yang Zhen on the shoulder, and said, “Kid, I've got some private matters to attend to first. I'll head to the Tri-Floral Sanctuary to find you later, and I hope you can keep it up.”

After the Eastern Desolation Emperor left, Yang Zhen looked at the cheap cat solemnly and asked, “Now, spill it. What's this Sao Saint supposed to do next?”

The cheap cat grinned and said, “Next, you need to stay alive!”

Stay alive?

Hearing this, Yang Zhen burst into laughter, hands akimbo, saying, “In this vast world, who could possibly take the life of this Sao Saint?”

What an audaciously boastful claim.

The cheap cat rolled its eyes at Yang Zhen, saying, “Those things, even emperors find troublesome. Do you think what you've learned lets you look down on them?”

“Crap!” Yang Zhen was stunned: “Stuff even emperors find troublesome, what the hell is it?”

The cheap cat said mysteriously, “Ghosts!”

At that word, Yang Zhen kicked over, “Get lost!”

The Northernmost Land returned to its freezing cold state.

Yang Zhen was now on the back of the Heaven Devouring Beast, looking at the distant mountains that stretched on endlessly, clicking his tongue in wonder.

Such a place was merely ruins left after the wars of gods and demons, so what kind of magnificent world was the real Great Desolation?

Before he had returned to the Tri-Floral Sanctuary, a figure approached at high speed, bringing a fragrant wind along and hurling herself into Yang Zhen's arms.

Han Yan'er had grown even thinner, her calm face showing no emotion, but Yang Zhen could hear the beating of her heart.

“Don't disappear like that again.”

Han Yan'er lifted her head to look at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen nodded and, looking at the increasingly ethereal beauty of Han Yan'er, asked, “Have you been waiting long?”

Han Yan'er turned her head away, saying, “Who was waiting for you!”

Yang Zhen chuckled, picked up Han Yan'er, and vanished into thin air.

“Ahh!”

Han Yan'er's cry of surprise abruptly stopped.

Yang Zhen and Han Yan'er let themselves go completely, nearly mad with passion, and it took a full two hours for the storm to subside.

“You broke through to the Emperor Realm?”

“Mhm, I did!”

Propping herself up, Han Yan'er looked at Yang Zhen and asked, “What does it feel like to break through to the Emperor Realm?”

After pondering for a moment, Yang Zhen replied, “Nothing special, really.”

Han Yan'er was taken aback and sighed in relief, then hesitated to speak.

Yang Zhen gave her a curious look, saying, “If you have something to say, just say it.”

Han Yan'er nodded and hesitated for a moment, “Your aura is a bit strange, and… you need to be careful with those things!”

Yang Zhen was startled and stared at Han Yan'er for a moment, asking, “Have you… remembered?”

Upon hearing this, Han Yan'er shuddered, clung tightly to Yang Zhen, and shook her head, saying, “No, I didn't remember anything. I am Han Yan'er, nobody else, nobody else…”

Yang Zhen rolled on top again, chuckled, and said, “Of course, whether you are that little path-idiot, this Sao Saint still doesn't know.”

With just one movement, Han Yan'er was intoxicated once more.

Yang Zhen's heart sank, feeling that things were getting more and more complicated.

Who was Han Yan'er the reincarnation of?

And what in the world were those things?

Chapter end

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