Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 227: Chapter 234: Desolate Heavenly Skill! Reincarnation! Start! (Fifth update)

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Seeing Elder Feng actually conjure up a Flood Dragon Shadow, all practitioners on White Cloud Mountain were shocked.

Forming True Essence shadows during the Void Cultivation Stage, the greater the Spirit Soul of a practitioner, the more powerful images they could control. It was well known that any beast that related to dragons was an extremely powerful entity.

Now Elder Feng has not only broken through to the Divine Travel Realm, able to have his consciousness leave his body, and has significantly increased the power of his Spirit Soul, but he has also formed a Flood Dragon Shadow. His formidable momentum had surpassed the imagination of most people present. Such a terrifying momentum, and Yang Zhen actually wanted to completely suppress Elder Feng in the momentum, this was simply an impossible task. When the momentum of the two collided, it set off a earth-shaking Soul Storm. For a moment, the waves blocked out the sky, everyone was shocked and took a step back, afraid of being affected by the strong Spirit Soul power of the two. At the same time, a sense of schadenfreude inevitably arose in people’s hearts. “Once Spirit Soul powers collide, it will only stop when a winner is discerned, and this kind of collision is one of the most dangerous confrontations between practitioners besides the battle of consciousness. A little carelessness could damage the Spirit Soul, either needing a decade to recover, or resulting in death.”

“Yang Zhen is really overambitious, no matter his talent, he could not possibly be the opponent of the one who had already broken into the Divine Travel Realm in terms of momentum.”

“This power collision will decide the winner or loser soon… what, Yang Zhen actually held on, this is impossible!”

A group of people were horrified, everyone was watching the two people in midair with tense expressions.

People were right, this kind of collision, even if Yang Zhen wanted to retreat now, it was too late. Unless he could completely suppress Elder Feng, or was completely defeated by Elder Feng, whether he voluntarily quit or was defeated by Elder Feng, Yang Zhen would be ruined for life.

Because no genius could waste a decade to repair their Spirit Soul.

Bang!

In mid-air, the violent forces were still fighting, the terrifying momentum erupting from both men continued to rise.

The Spirit Soul power on Yang Zhen was as solid as a golden soup, and within the roaring waves, an incomparably huge Dragon Elephant shadow came alive behind Yang Zhen, competing with the Flood Dragon conjured by Elder Feng. But it was obvious to everyone that Yang Zhen was gradually beginning to lose, and defeat was only a matter of time.

Jian Mao was completely baffled as he watched Yang Zhen, cursing, “Damn it, the kid has gone mad, abandoning his own advantage, actually wanting to completely crush this old man with his momentum.”

Elder Feng laughed heartily, standing in midair with a high spirit, a look of disdain flashing across his face, and said loudly, “Yang Zhen, oh, Yang Zhen, I didn’t expect that you, being so smart, would end up dying because of it!”

“Oh no!”

Someone in the crowd exclaimed, looking at Elder Feng and said, “Elder Feng actually still has room to spare!”

“What?” The rest of the people were startled, looking at Elder Feng, they exclaimed, “He still has room under these circumstances, how strong is Elder Feng’s momentum exactly?”

“How strong Elder Feng’s momentum is, I do not know, but I have heard that even in the whole Mountain Hua blessed land, Elder Feng’s momentum is one of the strongest. Yang Zhen actually wants to compete with Elder Feng in terms of momentum, he is practically seeking his own death!”

“What a pity, Yang Zhen, a once in a generation prodigy, will fall just like that!”

As people were discussing, Elder Feng did roar angrily, and his momentum suddenly rose again. Amidst the roar of the Flood Dragon, a wave of ferocious Spirit Soul shock charged towards Yang Zhen.

“The winner is determined!”

Many people shook their heads and sighed. Unless a miracle occurred, under this impact, Yang Zhen would undoubtedly die.

Yes, undoubtedly die, there was no chance of surviving at all, because the difference in Spirit Soul power between the two was just too great.

The members of the Shangyuan Sect all jumped in fright, their faces turning pale as they looked at Yang Zhen. Only Liu Ruoning seemed thoughtful, muttering to herself, “This makes no sense, Junior Brother Yang isn’t usually this reckless!”

As Liu Ruoning’s words fell, the crowd exploded in shock, staring at Yang Zhen in disbelief.

Under the overwhelming pressure, Yang Zhen suddenly raised his head. With a loud laugh, a voice that sounded like it came from an ancient and primitive era came through, “Desolate Heavenly Skill, reincarnation, activate!”

As Yang Zhen’s intermittent voice echoed, an unexpected change occurred in the world around them.

Humm!

The whole area of the White Cloud Mountain suddenly hummed, and Yang Zhen’s aura dramatically surged at a startling speed that left everyone baffled.

Yang Zhen’s power, as if it was supplemented by some formidable energy, suddenly exploded into a dazzling sun.

Roar-!

A roar sounding like a dragon elephant resounded through the heavens, and the Flood Dragon Shadow behind Yang Zhen suddenly came alive. The eyes within it beamed with a crimson glow, and it roared, unleashing an immense terrifying energy that charged towards Elder Feng.

“No, thiscan’tbe!”

Elder Feng’s face turned pale, his face twisted in disbelief and terror as he watched the violent surge of energy that the dragon elephant emitted, heading towards the roaring Flood Dragon.

Rumble!

Destructive waves of energy surged and rolled above the White Cloud Mountain, unleashing a horrifying energy that was hard to gaze upon.

No! Don’t!”

Elder Feng shrieked, his face turning ghastly pale. The Flood Dragon that had emerged in mid-air was blasted to pieces.

After the Flood Dragon Shadow shattered, Elder Feng suddenly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Looking at Yang Zhen with a horrified expression, he shrieked, “Impossible, impossible, this can’t possibly be your own aura, what the hell did you do?”

Yang Zhen acted as if he heard nothing, step by step walking towards Elder Feng. Only when he was next to Elder Feng did he beckon the cat to come over.

The cat approached Yang Zhen hesitantly, looking at him oddly as it said, “Kid, how did you manage this? With your current Spirit Soul strength, you shouldn’t be able to match this old man.”

Yang Zhen merely smirked, patted Elder Feng all over, used a method from the Heavenly Book to seal Elder Feng’s True Essence and then said to the cat, “Whether black, white or cheap, the best cat is the one that catches mice. No matter how I did it, just hurry up and tie him up!”

After the cat tied up Elder Feng, it glanced at the remaining four individuals and asked with astonishment, “Kid, why are you tying up so many people? Just rip off their storage rings, strip them, and leave them here, why make it so complicated?”

Yang Zhen glared at it and responded, “You don’t understand. What’s the profit in a one-time deal?”

“Do you have another way?” The cat asked suspiciously, uninhibitedly looking at Yang Zhen.

The bystanders stood dumbstruck, listening as the two, one man and one cat, discussed what to do with the five experts of the Divine Travel Stage, their faces changing dramatically.

It was only then that everyone realized that Yang Zhen had captured all five of the Divine Travel Stage powerhouses.

“Everyone…”

Yang Zhen’s voice rang out, startling everyone. They all took a few steps back, looking towards him with astonished faces.

For a moment, almost everyone’s gaze fell upon Yang Zhen.

“Damn, he’s not thinking about capturing more, is he?”