Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 497: Chapter 503: Have You Seen a Ghost? (Third Update)

“Tai-Tai-Tai…Taiji?”

The cheeky cat stared blankly at Yang Zhen, recalling the words he had once said to it.

“In our village, there’s a badass prowess known as Taiji. It encompasses almost everything under the sun and matches the strength or weakness of the opponent. There is no martial skill stronger than Taiji, neither is there any weaker than it.”

At that time, the cat had dismissed this claim. After all, there was no such thing as the best or worst martial skill in the world.

“What if the opponent was just an ordinary human? How weak will Taiji become?” The cat raised a tricky question, seemingly searching for flaws.

The cat distinctly remembered Yang Zhen’s reply: Taiji will then be reduced to the exercise moves of seniors in the park — just ordinary seniors.

Damn it, hearing about such a peculiar ‘prowess’, the cat was intrigued. However, when it asked Yang Zhen to demonstrate, Yang allegedly claimed he had forgotten!

Whether Yang Zhen really forgot or simply didn’t want to disclose it to the cat at the time, the cat became thoroughly interested in this unbelievable ‘Taiji’, which was touted to be extremely powerful and yet, only fit for the physical enhancement of ordinary humans.

Upon hearing Yang Zhen yell out ‘Taiji Wild Horse Parting Mane’, the cat was immediately wide-eyed, filled with uncertainty, and nearly bulging its eyes out, fearing it would miss any details.

“What sort of martial skill is this? There are no True Essence fluctuations?”

“Can this be considered a martial skill? It’s just a posture. Is Yang Zhen still clinging on, resorting to the mere human ways of fighting, to face the Double-headed Pact?”

“How could that be? Isn’t that courting death?”

“So what the hell is going on?”

A group of people watched Yang Zhen in shock, as the Double-headed Pact was just about to approach him from two sides. Yet, Yang Zhen still didn’t make any moves and was finishing his Taiji Wild Horse Parting Mane in an insanely slow manner.

Even Ji Yourong furrowed her eyebrows, looking at Yang Zhen with a puzzled expression. The Crescent Moon Holy Weapon in her hand glowed with chilly light, she was evidently ready to save Yang Zhen.

Originally, there were no mortal grudges between Yang Zhen and the Heavenly Snow Holy Domain. The conflict with Senior Brother Lu was purely because he was too aggressive. Besides, Yang Zhen had gifted her an amazing magical weapon. Both emotionally and logically, Ji Yourong couldn’t just stand by and watch Yang Zhen die under the Double-headed Pact.

Yet, Ji Yourong’s face bore a serious look, as if she doubted whether she could save Yang Zhen in time under such circumstances.

“Damn it, watch out, lad!” The sassy cat yelled, seeing the horrifying wave caused by two snakes, gold and silver. They were about to reach Yang Zhen like crashing waves. The cat quickly covered its eyes in fear.

The people around them shared horrified faces, too. Many couldn’t bear to watch Yang Zhen die under the Double-headed Pact and turned their heads away, sighing softly.

However, the next moment, through its paw gaps, the cat saw an incredulous scene.

As soon as Yang Zhen’s voice fell, with one hand up and one down, half-twisting his upper body, the two catastrophic snakes bizarrely followed Yang Zhen’s leading hand in a circle, instead of creating havoc on Yang Zhen’s body and shattering him.

“No, impossible!”

Witnessing the two coiling snakes behaving like Yang Zhen’s pets, dancing around his hands, and forming a circle around Yang Zhen, Senior Brother Lu’s eyes nearly popped out.

The rest of the people were equally dumbfounded, watching Yang Zhen in disbelief, especially his hands leading the two long snakes in slow rotation.

They must have seen a ghost!

The sassy cat was screeching loudly. Its eyes were shining, and it seemed eager to rush to Yang Zhen’s side right away. It started muttering to itself with a feverish expression, “Shit, shit, this is Taiji! Who said it’s the weakest martial skill? Can the so-called weakest martial skill intercept a terrifying hit of the Mahayana phase without any True Essence fluctuation?”

Continuing to chatter excitedly, the cat leaped around. “No, not just intercepting. He has, he has commandeered the opponent’s attack! That’s so cool, it’s super awesome.”

Everyone gaped upon hearing the cat’s words, including Ji Yourong, who was staring at Yang Zhen in disbelief, her beautifully polished white teeth exposed due to her surprise.

“How is this possible?”

“There’s no True Essence fluctuation, indeed none at all. This… this is a miracle!”

“A miracle indeed. If this is some kind of divine power, then Yang Zhen’s future achievements may well be limitless.”

“How could it be a divine power? Have you ever seen a divine power without a wave of True Essence?”

“It’s not that there’s no wave of True Essence, but there’s no wave of any power. But…how did Yang Zhen do it?”

Listening to the surprised whispers around her, Ji Yourong cast a glance at Yang Zhen, muttering to herself, “How did you do it?”

At that moment, Ji Yourong’s expression shifted as a clear light suddenly burst from her eyes, fixed intently on Yang Zhen’s hands.

The same went for the scoundrel cat, whose eyes had bulged out, even larger than a cow’s. It hadn’t been able to see Yang Zhen’s final move clearly and had been regretting it for a while. This time, it was determined to see everything clearly.

Yang Zhen’s hands moved again, once more, under all eyes, pulling towards his chest without any wave of True Essence.

“Taiji: White Crane Spreading Wings!”

Screech—!

A world-shaking cry echoed out as Yang Zhen stretched out both hands to his sides, each grabbing a snake.

Boom—!

A massive surge erupted from Yang Zhen, manifesting as a white crane behind him, so lifelike and vivid.

The shocking part was that behind Yang Zhen, a wave of True Essence had formed into a white crane, and behind the crane, there was a larger depiction of the Taiji symbol!

“Shit!”

Senior Brother Lu stared blankly at Yang Zhen, his face full of disbelief as he muttered, “That’s impossible. What the fuck, this is… a joke, right? How can the illusion of an illusion exist?”

The illusion of an illusion!

How powerful would such an illusion be?

Rumble—!

Amidst the roaring heavens and earth, violent waves surged and fell apart, expelling the phenomena caused by Lu’s attack. The heaven and earth seemed to be left with only Yang Zhen, one crane, and one Taiji symbol.

Of course, included were the two savage snakes in the crane’s hands!

The next moment, this part of the world seemed to only contain Yang Zhen, who seemed to have dissolved into the surroundings, ubiquitous yet nowhere to be found.

Everyone watched the spectacle in front of them with perplexity, only to hear Yang Zhen mutter to himself, “So… this is Taiji, this… this is heaven and earth. Holy shit, what’s with these two long worms, here you go!”

Boom—!

The two savage snakes simultaneously charged towards Senior Brother Lu at lightning speed, echoing with mighty roars in mid-air.

The two savage snakes set loose by Senior Brother Lu had been charging at Yang Zhen from the left and right.

Yet the two snakes that Yang Zhen had thrown back charged at Senior Brother Lu side by side.

Senior Brother Lu chuckled, “Using my martial skill against me, are you a fool… shit!”

Roar! Roar!

Before Senior Brother Lu had even finished speaking, the gold and silver snakes thrown back by Yang Zhen began to spin rapidly in mid-air, spiralling in and rushing forward.

At the forefront of the two intertwined snakes, one each of yin and yang, was a gold-silver Taiji symbol, emanating an unsettling aura of yin and yang.

Senior Brother Lu blanched, howling, “How did you do it?”