Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes Chapter 1465

Chapter 1465: Chapter 1492: Probably Tired of Living Chapter 1465: Chapter 1492: Probably Tired of Living Upon hearing this ice-cold and merciless voice, almost lifeless in nature, Emperor Aotian's face revealed a serious expression as he said to Golden Eagle Emperor, “If this War God were a living being, how confident would you be?”

“How confident?” The Golden Eagle Emperor's face displayed hesitation as he glared and said, “What kind of joke is that? Against a powerhouse of this level, do you think I could be confident?”

A hint of a bitter smile flashed across Emperor Aotian's face as he shook his head and looked towards Yang Zhen, saying, “As you can see, lad, the aura emanating from this War God is something we cannot contend with.”

Yang Zhen was shocked and asked in astonishment, “Even you cannot contend with it?”

Emperor Aotian said solemnly, “Lad, this War God possesses a formidable force of laws. Such beings are not something any Practitioner in the Great Desolation world can withstand. Since the Barbaric Era, there has been a rumor: War Gods are symbols of heaven and earth, powerful beings endowed with the force of laws. Apart from gods and demons, no one can defeat these War Gods.”

Hearing this, the Golden Eagle Emperor also looked solemn as he added, “Yes, lad, these legends of the War Gods have been passed down for countless years. It is said that under the gods and demons' command, a War God once obliterated a realm with the power of five emperors.”

Five emperors, wiped out just like that?

Yang Zhen listened, his hair standing on end. He could feel the formidable force of laws emanating from the War God, far more terrifying than any divine punishment he had encountered before.

This force of laws did not seem to be condensed by the natural world, lacking indiscriminate attacks. Yang Zhen could even use a metal cage to avoid a world-ending divine punishment.

But as for the aura of this War God, Yang Zhen was utterly at a loss.

What a joke, this was a subordinate of the War God; a single War God could destroy three emperors.

It was also fortunate that this War God was not a living creature and had existed for so many years that its power was probably mostly spent. Even so, both the Golden Eagle Emperor and Emperor Aotian both immediately lost their nerve.

Especially the Golden Eagle Emperor, looking at the tall and mighty War God, said to both Emperor Aotian and Yang Zhen, “I say, shouldn't we leave this place first? In case this thing comes back to life, none of us will be able to leave.”

Before Yang Zhen could speak, Emperor Aotian said in a deep voice, “I agree, this place is too dangerous.”

The ruins of the gods and demons, mysterious and exceptional, Yang Zhen was indeed a bit confused now.

Just what is this ghastly place meant for, it is certainly not just the ruins left behind from a war between gods and demons.

If it's just ruins, then how about those altars?

Plus the massive altar in front of them.

Even if the gods and demons were abundantly idle, they would not construct so many altars while fighting each other, and furthermore, seal away so many Practitioners' Spirit Souls on them?

Seeing Yang Zhen in a daze, Emperor Aotian and Golden Eagle Emperor revealed an anxious look and exchanged a glance, saying in unison, “Lad, what are you hesitating for at a time like this?”

A look of confusion appeared on Han Yan'er's face as she said, “I think this place might not be as dangerous as we imagine.”

Not that dangerous?

Is this not dangerous?

Indeed, the War God has not awakened, but once it does, the four of them wouldn't even think about leaving.

And a cat, along with a Sao Saint.

At this time, Sao Saint was nowhere to be seen, even the cat had a face full of puzzlement.

It seemed as if it had just thought of something, or perhaps it hadn't thought of anything at all, the cat suddenly raised its head and looked at Yang Zhen, asking, “Lad, what do you think?”

Upon hearing this, the Golden Eagle Emperor suddenly glared and said, “What else is there to think? Since we can't figure it out, let's leave this ghostly place first. This place gives me the creeps; I just feel we shouldn't stay here for long.”

“Yes…” Emperor Aotian also wanted to continue persuading.

Yang Zhen suddenly looked at the altar with a smirk and said, “The Sao Saint here is thinking, those guys hiding behind this so-called War God must have already laughed their teeth off, right?”

What?

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, both Emperor Aotian and Golden Eagle Emperor's expressions changed dramatically, and their gazes were fixed on the altar as they asked, “What do you mean by that?”

It means nothing!

Yang Zhen waved his hand dismissively, lazily took a few steps forward, and said loudly, “Folks, to those lurking in the shadows and playing tricks, who are you trying to scare? Why not come out, and let's have some tea and chat?”

He continued in a grave tone, “I've already invited you twice, Sao Saint here. If you don't come out this time, don't blame me for smashing this big toy of yours!”

The faces of both Emperor Aotian and Golden Eagle Emperor changed as a terrifying surge of energy erupted from their bodies. Their roaring was like that of wild beasts, forming a massive vortex of power in mid-air.

Amidst the terrifying tumult, the imposing aura of the emperors soared to the heavens.

Golden Eagle Emperor's face contorted with fury as he glared at the altar and coldly snorted, “What kind of trickster is this?”

Upon a cold huff, behind the War God, indeed, a group of people emerged.

Yang Zhen curled his lips into a smile and winked at both Emperor Aotian and Golden Eagle Emperor.

When Yang Zhen got a clear look at these people, he chuckled.

Both Emperor Aotian and Golden Eagle Emperor were also baffled, gazing at the dozens of people, their faces a mix of laughter and tears.

These people were indeed human practitioners, but their attire was so bizarre, resembling the legendary primitives, their bodies mostly adorned with various plant-like things, with only a few leaders wearing some furs and fabrics.

One mustn't laugh; it's not right to mock others.

Yang Zhen cleared his throat and asked, “Who exactly are you?”

Those people chattered in a language that left Yang Zhen not understanding a single word.

Suddenly, Golden Eagle Emperor's expression changed as he said, “Not good, they are descendants of the God Demons, everyone be careful!”

Having said that, Golden Eagle Emperor waved his hand, and a light barrier appeared, enveloping all of them.

Yang Zhen was startled by the golden light shield; with such protection, not to mention the descendants of a demon god, even several emperors wouldn't be able to harm them immediately.

Are these descendants of the God Demons that powerful?

At that moment, an elder from the descendants of the God Demons stepped forward and cheerfully said, “It's already too late. You shouldn't have come here. This place isn't for you. I've already given you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. And now you've found this place, it's truly regrettable.”

This elder had the most clothes on his body and looked no different from a normal person. What made Yang Zhen curious was that this elder's aura was the weakest among these people. If not for the extra clothes, he would have been almost unnoticeable in the crowd.

Just as Yang Zhen was about to speak, Golden Eagle Emperor's expression suddenly turned ugly.

Following that, a faint fragrance drifted from nowhere, quickly filling the entire light shield.

“Not good!”

Golden Eagle Emperor cried out alarmingly and hurriedly disbanded the light barrier.

Before Yang Zhen could even express his surprise at how this emperor got frightened by these people, Han Yan'er let out a muffled groan, her face turning pale as she collapsed to the ground.

Damn it, dare to lay a hand on the Sao Saint's woman?

These people, could it be they were tired of living?

Chapter end

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