Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 231: Chapter 238: Wait! Hit When Closer!(Fourth

update)

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“Yang Zhen, let people go at once!”

A roar akin to a ferocious beast bellowing swept through the air, enshrouding

White Cloud Mountain in a terrifying wave of qi.

All faces morphed into shock as they watched the old man who spoke, their complexions changing in unison.

“Who are these people? Why do they command such an aura of terror that makes our souls tremble?”

“This…this is killing intent! My God! To produce such a terrifying killing intent, logically tangible! Just how many have they killed?”

“Look, there’s such a young Divine Travel Stage powerhouse! Compared to

him, we are like dirt.”

“This must be the so-called heaven-blessed genius.”

Not only Yang Zhen and his lot, but even the many practitioners who had been waiting around from early in the morning felt their souls tremble. They watched the sky in horror.

The faces of the Shangyuan Sect increasingly paled. Even Lu Chenghui’s face was drained of blood, saying solemnly, “Not good. We’ve underestimated the strength of these Cave Heaven Blessed Lands.”

Gou Shengtian scoffed and said, “For so many years, we’ve sheltered in one place, oblivious that such remarkable people existed in this world. Have I wasted my life?”

Liu Ruoning glanced at Gou Shengtian, turned around without saying anything, and watched the terrifying murderous energy in the sky intently.

Not far away on a mountain top, Yang Zhen laughed loudly and said teasingly to Jian Mao, “Jian Mao, did you hear? That’s what a loud voice is! Your little voice is barely enough in front of these people.

“Nonsense!” Jian Mao’s glared, bristling with anger. “So what if he has a loud voice? In the old days, types like him were a dime a dozen. I could slap dozens of them to death with one hand!”

“Keep blowing!” Yang Zhen said leisurely.

“Watch me!” Jian Mao said, taking a deep breath and letting out a roar. The loud-mouthed punk from earlier, come down if you dare. I bet you I can knock you out with a single punch. Do you believe me?”

The roar was thunderously loud, and all who heard it were stupefied as if struck by lightning.

Frown creased the face of the old man, and he was about to chide when a gentle chuckle came from Fang Burning. “Ghost Elder, there’s no need to get angry. We didn’t come here for Yang Zhen. The likes of this rabble isn’t worth you getting upset.”

Ghost Elder turned his head and gave the chuckling Fang Burning a deep look. “Young man, I’m beginning to appreciate you more and more,” he chuckled, as Fang Burning turned visibly pleased at the compliment. “That’s good fortune,” he said.

Ghost Elder pondered for a moment before declaring, “Since we’re not here for the boy Yang Zhen, there’s no rush. We wait for those who haven’t caught up yet. We’re here not only to save the elders but also to send a resounding message to the world about the sanctity of our Cave Heaven Blessed Lands.” Fang Burning had a laidback expression on his face. Although there was a chilliness to him, it stirred a sense of reverence among all present.

By now, many had caught up, numbering in the thousands. It was far more than all the practitioners on White Cloud Mountain last time.

This event had stirred up the entire Coast of the East Sea, with more and more practitioners rushing to this side.

The twelve Divine Travel Stage powerhouses stood their grounds without attacking, which left Yang Zhen feeling slightly confused. He looked at Jian Mao and asked, “Are these folks so idle that they stood there chatting?

Jian Mao let out a cackle and said, “Isn’t it obvious? They’re waiting for everyone to gather before they kill you. This is called… this is called…

“Killing the chicken to warn the monkey?” Yang Zhen suggested.

Jian Mao’s eyes lit up. “Exactly, that’s the point! Where did you learn all these phrases, kid? Though you seem to have a thing for chickens and monkeys, you’ve got the logic spot on.”

Yang Zhen snickered and said, “I, the Sao Saint, am at the pinnacle of wisdom.

Is it for the likes of you, an ordinary mortal, to comprehend?

“Come on, we continue eating; this time, I’ll definitely win! “Who’s scared?” Yang Zhen sat on the ground, looking at Jian Mao defiantly.

Jian Mao looked back just as defiantly. The tension between the two was palpable, as if they were ready to come to blows at the slightest disagreement.

Everyone wore a look of confusion as they watched Yang Zhen and the Scoundrel Cat, unsure why the two scoundrels were so at odds with each other. Could it be that they were about to start a fight?

As the crowd watched in confusion, the man and the cat showed increasingly aggressive expressions and attacked almost simultaneously, startling everyone.

“One crab has eight claws, with two sharp ends this big, eyes squint and neck shrinks, crawling and crawling across the river…”

“Damn it, I still feel like I’m being taken advantage of. Are you mocking my inability to move my claws freely?”

“Enough talk. Drink!”

Crowd: “???”

Everyone’s eyes were twitching, especially the twelve Divine Travel Stage practitioners, who watched in stunned silence before exploding in anger.

The Ghost Elder glared at Yang Zhen with a gloomy expression, visibly trembling with rage. “This brat… this brat, he’s blatantly disregarding us. This is… this is…”

“Ghost Elder, please remain calm!” said Fang Burning, trying to pacify him, though the corner of his eye couldn’t stop twitching.

The crowd, left clueless by the antics of Yang Zhen and the Scoundrel Cat, suddenly burst out laughing.

“This is definitely Yang Zhen’s style, so malicious. He won’t rest until he’s driven someone to spit blood.”

“Yang Zhen and that Scoundrel Cat are killing me with laughter. Twelve Divine Travel Stage practitioners stand aside, and they’re here drinking like nothing’s happening… Look, Ghost Elder can’t take it anymore.”

Boom—!

A thunderous noise echoed. The Ghost Elder’s body suddenly erupted with a violent surge of energy, his powerful aura like a river in reverse. Full of killing intent, he pointed at Yang Zhen and declared, “Yang Zhen, I am giving you ten breaths of time. If you do not hand over the five elders, life will be worse than death for you!”

Yang Zhen downed a glass of fine wine, stood up, and kicked the Scoundrel Cat. “Get up; it’s time to work.”

With trembling anger, the Ghost Elder was about to speak when Yang Zhen spat and pointed at him, saying, “Old man, do you think I’m easily scared? Did you bring the ransom?”

Ransom?

Upon hearing Yang Zhen daring to ask for ransom from twelve Divine Travel Stage practitioners, everyone present was dumbfounded. Their shocking expressions soon turned into fear, as they backed away to avoid getting splattered in blood.

“You insolent fool!” the Ghost Elder raged. “There is no such principle; there is no such principle!”

With a grim face, Fang Burning stepped forward and said, “Ghost Elder, there s no need to talk to an insolent child. We will bind him alive together; he will surely reveal the whereabouts of the five elders.

When everyone heard Fang Burning’s words, they froze before gasping in shock.

Just how frightening would it be if twelve Divine Travel Stage practitioners took action together?

Boom– !

A terrifying wave of energy rolled out. The surge of True Essence formed a terrifying spectacle that covered the sky like a cloud of thunder, as solid and imposing as a towering mountain, brimming with momentum, and descended onto Yang Zhen.

Seeing this scene, everyone gasped in disbelief at the heart-stopping scenario unfolding in the sky.

Everyone had once guessed how horrifying it would be for twelve Divine Travel Stage practitioners to attack together. Now that they were seeing it firsthand, they realized they had significantly underestimated them.

Yang Zhen is doomed!

That was the only thought in everyone’s mind after witnessing the scene. Even the faces of all the Shangyuan Sect members had turned pale.

However, to everyone’s surprise and confusion, Yang Zhen remained unmoved in the face of such devastating power, he was still talking with the Scoundrel

Cat.

“Kid, about time, right?”

“Wait a bit, let them come closer before we strike!”