Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes-Chapter 928 - 954 What the Hell Is This (Three Updates)

Chapter 928: Chapter 954: What the Hell Is This? (Three Updates)

Chapter 928: Chapter 954: What the Hell Is This? (Three Updates)

As Yang Zhen nonchalantly strode in, step by step, Lu Zi Yue’s face turned pale. She glared at Yang Zhen and said, “You… How can you be so reckless? Didn’t you see that this is a trap?”

The trap that Spring Daoist had meticulously set up was easy to enter but leaving it would undoubtedly be difficult.

Both Ren Changsheng and Lu Zi Yue were Practitioners of the sixth Heaven Realm of the Celestial Phase, yet even after combining their strengths, they couldn’t withstand it after entering. Consequently, Ren Changsheng even lost an arm. And here was Yang Zhen, a Practitioner of the first Heaven Realm of the Celestial Phase, brazenly breaking in while accompanied by a woman at the Divine Transformation Stage.

Ren Changsheng’s face also changed, he gave a bitter smile and said, “Fellow Daoist, you are too rash. The green qi here is extraordinarily poisonous… You shouldn’t have come.”

Yang Zhen pointed at his own nose and asked, “Are you two talking about me?”

Both Ren Changsheng and Lu Zi Yue’s expressions stalled as they heaved a synchronous sigh.

Spring Daoist gave a sinister smile and revealed his form in mid-air, which startled Yang Zhen.

“Damn, what the hell are you?”

The figure in front of him, Spring Daoist, had no legs at all. Below his halved body, misty cloudiness wafted around, exuding bursts of faint fragrance that was refreshing but also made one’s Spirit Soul sluggish.

Beneath the black robe, the withered Spring Daoist had a green-black complexion, looking just like a sun-dried monkey.

This ghastly appearance caused all four people present to change their expressions, with Han Yan’er even letting out a cry of alarm and hiding behind Yang Zhen.

Spring Daoist’s eyes were deeply sunken as he glared intently at Yang Zhen, then sneered and said, “Just a little Celestial Phase first Heaven Realm youngster daring to rush into my ‘Hundred Ghosts Devouring the Sun Formation’. Truly ignorant of life and death. Well, that’s fine. Keep Ren Changsheng and this girl company; you can chat on the road to Yellow Springs.”

With a curious look on his face, Yang Zhen stared at Spring Daoist floating in mid-air and said with a strange gleam on his face, “May I ask, what the hell are you?”

Having asked so politely, Yang Zhen felt he was being extraordinarily civilised.

Spring Daoist snorted coldly, staring at Yang Zhen and said, “You insolent brat, if you utter half a word more, I will suck out your tendons and flesh first, turning you into nourishment for the gilt crown.”

Yang Zhen exclaimed oh-ho and said provocatively, “Damn, I, Sao Saint, am so scared. Come and suck it out now; if you don’t, I, Sao Saint, will look down upon you.”

Saying this, Yang Zhen boldly walked over to Ren Changsheng, picked up the severed arm.

Seeing Yang Zhen recklessly picking up that arm, Spring Daoist let out a continuous cold laugh, his eyes brimming with a playful look.

Both Ren Changsheng and Lu Zi Yue cried out in unison, “Don’t!”

Yang Zhen was taken aback, clicked his tongue in wonder, and casually wiped the arm before throwing it back to Ren Changsheng, saying, “Brother, our bodies and limbs are gifts from our parents; how could you just discard an arm so carelessly?”

Ren Changsheng’s expression rapidly changed as he subconsciously caught the arm, his eyes nearly popping out in disbelief, “This… This is impossible!”

The arm before him was as smooth as jade, showing none of the blackness it had before, not to mention the life-threatening malignant poison. It actually looked even better than Ren Changsheng’s other arm that was still attached to his body.

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An arm, extremely poisonous just moments before, had been cured by a mere wipe from Yang Zhen?

Impossibility aside, Ren Changsheng knew an opportunity when he saw one. He hastily fit the arm back onto himself and immediately sat down cross-legged to heal and circulate his cultivation.

Though the injury was severe, it was not irreparable in front of a Celestial Phase Practitioner; it would just take time to heal.

Witnessing Yang Zhen effortlessly purging the poison from the arm with a single stroke, both Ren Changsheng and Lu Zi Yue had shocked expressions, their hearts stirred with excitement as they fixed intense gazes on Yang Zhen.

Lu Zi Yue even approached Yang Zhen and pleadingly said, “Senior, if possible, please save us. Zi Yue will be eternally grateful.”

Senior?

This address of ‘Senior’ took Yang Zhen by surprise. Before he could respond, Spring Daoist became enraged.

What was supposed to be a mantis-catching-cicada game was ruined by Yang Zhen, who didn’t seem to know whether he was the bird in the situation, and the fact that Spring Daoist didn’t swoop down to bite someone already showed great restraint.

“Good, very good, kid, you’re seeking death!”

Quan Daoist gnashed his teeth and glared at Yang Zhen, his figure gradually disappearing into midair. Suddenly, dark light flourished all around, and a terrifying aura tumbled chaotically, accompanied by ghostly wails and wolf howls. A dizzying green fog, emanating from his ethereal form, enveloped the surroundings.

“Senior, be careful!”

Lu Ziyue’s face changed drastically, and she hurriedly rushed toward Yang Zhen. Unexpectedly, Yang Zhen casually inhaled, sucking all the sky-darkening green fog into his belly.

Quan Daoist: “…”

Lu Ziyue: “…”

Cheapskate cat, Han Yan’er, Ren Changsheng: “…”

Yang Zhen patted his belly and let out a satisfied burp, then said to Quan Daoist, who had nowhere to hide in mid-air, “That’s not good enough. Got any more? Let out some more; I haven’t had my fill!”

“You… you bastard, what kind of person are you?”

Quan Daoist was utterly frustrated and confused, staring at Yang Zhen. Just touching that green gas, even slightly, could be fatal, let alone swallowing it.

Just now, Ren Changsheng had been caught off guard and, after slapping Quan Daoist, had to sever his own arm— and that was just from a bit of the green fog that Quan Daoist had released in a panic.

The green fog, now covering the sky, represented almost all of Quan Daoist’s power. With Yang Zhen’s cultivation at the first level of the Celestial Phase, even if hundreds came at him, they would all turn into bloody mud, serving as nourishment for the (Annihilation Heavenly Sky Lotus or golden crown).

But… could this green fog, which even Half-step Great Saints fear, be entirely consumed by Yang Zhen… eaten by him?

Lu Ziyue’s eyes widened, equally incredulous as she stared at Yang Zhen, her face full of absurd disbelief.

Ren Changsheng’s mouth hung open, forgetting to heal his severed arm, which had just reconnected. With a snap, it fell to the ground again, causing him to hastily pick it up and reattach it to his body.

“How… how is this possible?”

Even someone who is immune to all poisons couldn’t ignore such a potent toxin, let alone ingest it.

Seeing that Quan Daoist seemed to have been frightened silly, Yang Zhen curled his lip and said, “If you don’t suck me in, then I’ll just have to suck you in. Hurry up, got anything else? I’m just passing by and have other things to do. We’re all busy, so let’s not waste time, shall we?”

What kind of rubbish green gas was that, even daring to show it off to embarrass himself?

Perhaps a Half-step Great Saint might fear such a nasty thing because once contaminated, one’s True Essence would swiftly turn into venom, eating away at sinews, bones, and flesh. Over time, it would inevitably become bloody mud.

But that depends on the person!

In Yang Zhen’s head, there grew (an Annihilation Heavenly Sky Lotus or an Annihilation Lotus), so, sorry, but this green fog that’s deadly to others is nothing more than a bit of nourishment for it.

The cheapskate cat swallowed hard as it looked at Yang Zhen with a complicated expression and said, “Kid, when did you get good at resisting poison?”

“A talking cat, are you the Cheapskate Cat?”

Ren Changsheng’s face changed, and he exclaimed, staring at the cat, as his arm dropped to the ground yet again.

The Cheapskate Cat let out a groan and stood up imposingly, asking, “You know me?”

Ren Changsheng turned to Yang Zhen with a puzzled expression and hesitantly asked, “Yang Zhen?”

Yang Zhen stood up straight and asked, “You know me too?”

Ren Changsheng and Lu Ziyue looked at each other and shared a wry smile, especially Lu Ziyue, whose face was full of insatiable curiosity.

The name Yang Zhen, whether in the Great Nether Dynasty or at the Heavenly Moon Sacred Ground, had already become a prominent one.