Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 804: Chapter 820: Are You Scared? (Third Update)

“Old man, take my sword!”

All eyes were on Yang Zhen as he made the first move to charge at Ding Dian; everyone in attendance was taken by surprise.

The Jade Pool Holy Lord’s eyes nearly bulged out, gaping at Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er as he asked, “Has Young Master Yang always been so… so… unrestrained?”

Neither Hua Youyue nor Han Yan’er answered the Jade Pool Holy Lord’s question. Seeing that Yang Zhen had taken the initiative, they both let out sighs of relief, exchanged a glance, and saw the relaxation in each other’s eyes.

If Yang Zhen was making a charge, it meant there was no issue; otherwise, Yang Zhen would have long disappeared with a whoosh.

Seeing the two women relax, the surrounding crowd was left open-mouthed and exchanging looks of disbelief.

What?

They’re reassured now?

Just a moment ago, both women were terribly anxious, nearly drawing their swords to fight Ding Dian desperately. Now, seeing Yang Zhen taking the initiative, they both relaxed at the same time.

A strange, bitter smile appeared on the confused face of the Jade Pool Holy Lord. He really wanted to ask these two stunning women where their blind trust came from.

A Practitioner at the Divine Transformation Stage of the Ninth Heavenly Layer, facing a mysterious powerhouse at the Circulation Phase of the Ninth Heavenly Layer, was actually taking the initiative, and it made two beauties who were enamored with him show a relaxed demeanor?

This…

From any angle, it seemed absurd, no, incredibly absurd.

All present held their breath, eyes fixed on the charging Yang Zhen. While their hearts were shocked, they all felt a bit lost.

Could it be that Yang Zhen, this bastard, is a fool?

Doesn’t he know what kind of powerhouse he’s about to face?

Not just the crowd, even the Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord was slightly taken aback when he saw Yang Zhen rushing forward.

Behind the Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord, an elder snorted coldly and said, “How presumptuous!”

As he spoke, a burst of red light suddenly exploded from the elder’s body, and he was about to move past the Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord to take action against Yang Zhen.

The Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord, Ding Dian, snorted coldly, halting the elder behind him, “Times have changed; to avoid trouble, I’ll do it myself.”

“Holy Lord!” The elder’s face flashed a strange look, but seeing the solemn expression on Ding Dian’s face, he nodded after a pause and said, “Understood, I will comply.”

For the supreme Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord to need to take turns fighting a mere Divine Transformation Stage Practitioner of the Ninth Heavenly Layer would be a total loss of face for the Heavenly Pivot Sacred Land.

Yang Zhen could not die, for if he did, the Heavenly Pivot Sacred Land would be disgraced.

Ding Dian took a deep breath, his gaze settling on Yang Zhen’s face, which bore a serene smile. He raised his hand and gently pushed towards Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen’s face changed dramatically in midair. The Great Missing Sword in his hand suddenly burst forth with black light, and amidst roars and howls, he cast out a terrifying black gleam that collided with the wave of Qi pushed out by Ding Dian.

Boom—!

A deafening explosion resonated, and a massive wave of Qi burst, surging around violently, reducing everything nearby to dust. Amidst flying dust and towering Qi waves, a great pit appeared between the two men.

Yang Zhen’s body was sent flying back with a bang, his breath wild and chaotic as he tumbled through the air.

Even Yang Zhen had not anticipated that a mere push from Ding Dian could unleash such terrifying force. Worthy of Ding Dian indeed, his mastery of Taoist details was flawless, and even more, there was a sense of fusion between Taoist details and his might.

Yang Zhen’s blood surged, and it took a great deal of effort to calm himself down. From the Great Missing Sword in his hand came an angry roar, and amidst the roar, the black light grew even stronger.

Plunging the Broken Sword heavily into the ground and plowing a trench hundreds of yards long, Yang Zhen finally came to a halt, his face eager as he stared at Ding Dian, suddenly breaking into a smile.

The surrounding crowd, with their jaws dropped, felt a chill at the sight of Yang Zhen’s smile—as if an old lady were breathing down their necks in the middle of the night, sending shivers down their spines.

“Eh?”

Ding Dian suddenly let out a soft exclamation, closing his eyes to feel for a moment before exhaling and looking at Yang Zhen with interest, “So, it’s the Evil Shadow Black Glutton. I didn’t expect I would still see such a mythical creature in existence. Interesting, quite interesting.”

Seeing that Ding Dian was also affected by the Evil Shadow Black Glutton’s daylight dream attribute, Yang Zhen grinned.

If it can be manipulated, that’s good enough!

He’s strong, but I have slick moves.

Yang Zhen burst into laughter, his hands wielding the Great Missing Sword which suddenly became engulfed in intense black light. Amid the Evil Shadow Black Glutton’s roar, the dark light all shrank back, condensing upon the Great Missing Sword in a thin layer.

“What is Yang Zhen trying to do?”

Countless people with shocked expressions watched Yang Zhen, who was preparing to fight with all his might. The aura emanating from the Great Missing Sword also gave many an eerie feeling.

“Old man, is that all the strength you’ve got? Come at me again!”

Boom!

Yang Zhen charged at Ding Dian once more with a momentum like a rainbow, and a terrifying force suddenly exploded, causing the sky and earth to change colors.

As Yang Zhen swung the Great Missing Sword with both hands in an unstoppable stance and charged at Ding Dian, everyone gasped.

“He’s insane, Yang Zhen has gone mad. Such a self-destructive fighting method might work against an equally matched opponent, but against Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord, isn’t that just seeking death?”

“Does Yang Zhen no longer wish to live, to take the Heavenly Pivot Holy Lord so lightly?”

Boom!

Amongst the raging thunder, energy surged around Yang Zhen, bolts of lightning wildly danced, and in the blink of an eye, he was above Ding Dian’s head. The black light from the Great Missing Sword erupted once again, and with a roar, he charged toward Ding Dian.

Ding Dian also realized the might of the Saint Weapon Broken Sword and did not dare to be careless. With a solemn expression, he waved his hand.

As two terrifying forces were about to collide once again, everyone inhaled sharply and simultaneously showed signs of alarm.

However, in the next moment, the expected clash of forces didn’t come. Yang Zhen, in mid-air, suddenly stopped his advance, flashed a grin, leaped, and furiously soared toward the sky.

This sudden turn of events left everyone present dumbfounded, including Ding Dian, who had not expected Yang Zhen to suddenly retreat and was momentarily stunned.

“Ravage! Heaven! Sacrifice!”

A crisp voice rang out, and the terrifying Heaven and Earth Qi within a radius of tens of thousands of feet all erupted, madly surging towards Yang Zhen in mid-air.

“It’s that Cultivation Method. Yang Zhen really did use it.”

Practitioners who knew of this Ravage Heaven Sacrifice Cultivation Method all cried out, excitedly watching Yang Zhen in mid-air who resembled a war god, craning their necks in anticipation.

Since Yang Zhen could use Ravage Heaven Sacrifice to greatly enhance his combat prowess, naturally, everyone was eager to see his strength spike. They hoped he could be an equal match in battle with Ding Dian, only then could they truly understand the combat between powerhouses.

“Hm?”

Seeing the terrifying Heaven and Earth Qi within tens of thousands of feet rushing towards Yang Zhen, a flicker of surprise crossed Ding Dian’s face. He became seriously cautious, and with his hands waving, a long sword materialized in mid-air and shot towards him.

Sword in hand, Ding Dian’s aura climbed once again, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a hearty laugh from the heavens.

“I have one sword, Chaotic Wind!”

Boom!

A series of earth-shattering booms resonated, and there in mid-air was Yang Zhen, holding the Great Missing Sword, crashing down from the sky with the long sword roaring tumultuously as it shot towards Ding Dian.

Even Ding Dian was startled by this sudden ferocious strike, exclaiming, “What sword technique is this?”

Yang Zhen laughed heartily, blood boiling as he shouted, “A Chaotic Wind Sword Technique from the skies, are you scared yet?”

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With each strike of the sword on Ding Dian’s long sword, Yang Zhen’s daunting force drove Ding Dian to retreat step by step.

The people surrounding them all widened their eyes, their mouths agape as if they could swallow two toads.

How… how is this possible?

Ding Dian was retreating?

Not only retreating, but also stepping back tremblingly. What kind of slick moves are these?

Only those who had truly felt it could understand just how terrifying the deadlock with the Great Missing Sword was.