Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes-Chapter 901 - 927 Is this going to Heaven

Chapter 901: Chapter 927: Is this going to Heaven?

Chapter 901: Chapter 927: Is this going to Heaven?

Watching Yang Zhen carrying the Great Missing Sword, his body ablaze with flames as he charged towards a group of Celestial Phase experts, everyone stopped laughing.

It wasn’t that the scene before them wasn’t funny, but rather that even the low-cultivation disciples who didn’t qualify to fly up were dumbfounded by Yang Zhen, let alone the Celestial Phase experts.

What was he trying to do?

Was he trying to ascend to heaven?

A Practitioner at the first layer of the Circulation Phase was recklessly charging towards five Celestial Phase and eight Circulation Phase experts. Was he tired of living, or was he seeking death?

No one had seen such a foolhardy person before, and for a moment, everyone stood there stunned.

The real opponents of the five Celestial Phase experts were peers like Feng Wuya, who naturally disdained to make a move against Yang Zhen. With a cold snort, they all stood with their hands behind their backs, watching as Yang Zhen charged at them.

As the lord of the Sacred Land of Daquan, the Circulation Phase Ninth Heavenly Layer practitioner naturally also disdained to cross hands with someone as reckless as Yang Zhen and slightly turned his head to glance at the seven Great Elders beside him.

The seven Great Elders immediately cursed Yang Zhen in unison, stepping past the crowd and charging towards him, emitting a terrifying aura that was both shocking and inexplicable.

“Brat, I failed to capture you the other day, but I didn’t expect you to deliver yourself to my door. Wait for this old man to take your life!”

A Circulation Phase elder with half-white beard revealed a sinister look, his long sword suddenly erupting with a burst of blue light, resonating with the sound of a dragon’s cry, as he charged at Yang Zhen.

This elder was a powerhouse at the sixth layer of the Circulation Phase; while it might not be possible to kill a first layer Circulation Phase practitioner in minutes, it still wasn’t too difficult. Besides, Yang Zhen was so young. Since he wasn’t a Sacred Land descendant, he must have obtained some incredible legacy and rapidly advanced his cultivation.

How much depth could such a youngster have?

Not to mention the Sacred Land’s lord, even the Celestial Phase experts from the five courts nodded in approval, clearly very satisfied with the aura released by the half-white-bearded elder.

“Yang Zhen, be careful!”

Gou Shengtian finally steadied himself and let out a strange cry upon seeing seven Circulation Phase experts charging at Yang Zhen, his face turning pale, “Shameless old fools, seven against one, is everyone in the Sacred Land of Daquan this shameless?”

Yang Chen and Li Rusnow exchanged glances, watching Gou Shengtian jump and curse, both feeling quite odd.

Was this still the same Elder Gou Shengtian who always wore a stern face and scolded anyone he met?

Watching Gou Shengtian, who would have charged into the fray had Yang Chen and Li Rusnow not desperately held him back, Feng Wuya and the others showed a strange expression. Looking at Yang Zhen, they felt somewhat envious.

A Great Sect with true depth would not have such deep, blood-thicker-than-water ties.

“Brat, die!”

Boom—!

A buzzing noise sounded, and the elder with the half-white beard’s long sword transformed into a dragon, the terrifying waves of energy rushing towards Yang Zhen, who was less than thirty feet away, bursting forth with terrifying speed.

At such a distance, let alone a Practitioner at the first layer of the Circulation Phase, even a powerhouse at the sixth layer would have no choice but to withstand this sword, with no chance of dodging it.

A playful grin appeared on the faces of the seven elders. Once Yang Zhen was forced to withstand a sword strike, he would then have no opportunity to fight back.

As the sword was about to land, the seven elders laughed heartily and rushed towards Yang Zhen from all sides, intending to encircle him.

Once the seven Great Elders formed an encirclement, the fight was essentially decided. Even if Feng Wuya and the others intervened, they could not rescue Yang Zhen from the encirclement of the seven Great Elders.

Furthermore, the Celestial Phase powerhouses of the Sacred Courts would not allow Feng Wuya and the others to come to Yang Zhen’s aid.

On the side of the Sacred Land of Daquan, everyone wore a look of disdain, looking at Yang Zhen as if he were a joke.

Who couldn’t talk big?

Now, he was about to die at first encounter; how had such a person lived this long?

Everyone thought Yang Zhen would perish under the swords of the seven Great Elders in the next moment, but what shocked and nearly terrified them was Yang Zhen suddenly raising his head to face the oncoming sword light, grinning.

That grin appeared radiant, yet sent a chill down one’s spine.

Buzz—!

Vanished!

The figure of Yang Zhen disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

“Not good!”

The eyes of the seven elders suddenly bulged, no longer concerned about how a human Practitioner could possess such terrifying speed. Yang Zhen’s disappearance signified the arrival of danger.

The moment Yang Zhen vanished, the seven elders shouted loudly, and with waves of their hands, another seven longswords emerged out of thin air to join the first seven, their lights intensifying in mid-air and emitting dazzling luminescence, the swords ringing like dragons, forming a sword net in the air through sheer force.

This sudden event even startled Yang Zhen, who stared, dumbfounded, at the airtight sword net humming in the air. If he carelessly burst in, even a Celestial Phase Practitioner would surely be minced into a paste.

Yang Zhen felt like cursing. These seven elders had clearly practiced this joint attack technique extensively, not only perfecting their moves but also reacting incredibly swiftly. How afraid of death were they to have practiced such an impenetrable sword net?

The crowd: “…”

Gou Shengtian, stunned by the airtight sword net in mid-air, suddenly jumped up, pointing at the seven elders and cursing, “Shameless, utterly shameless! Seven against one junior, using such a despicable combination attack. You really have no shame.”

Sao Saint, always interested in such matters, muttered after seeing this scene, “Damn it, that’s indeed utterly shameless. I thought Yang Xiaozi was the most shameless guy in this world, but there’s always someone worse. Compared to these seven old geezers, Yang Xiaozi is… He’s as naive as a greenhorn.”

“We can’t break the formation, what should we do? If this continues, we’ll just exhaust ourselves to death!” Li Ruxue’s face was pale, worry etched across her face as she looked at Yang Zhen.

Yang Chen clenched the sword in his hand, his face full of indignation. Although he wasn’t cursing wildly like Gou Shengtian, he was grinding his teeth with hatred, wishing he could hack the seven old men in the sky to death.

Next to the two of them, Yue Yingying looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression and murmured to herself, “In this kind of situation, you’re still fearless. What kind of person are you, really?”

No sooner had she spoken than a hearty laugh that pierced through heaven and earth rang out, so loud and spirited that it was deafening!

In Yang Zhen’s hand, the Great Missing Sword suddenly burst forth with a mass of dark energy; amidst his loud laughter, he said to the seven elders, “Damn it, you think by turning into turtles, Sao Saint here has no way of dealing with you?”

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“Watch as Sao Saint breaks your turtle shell!”

Boom—!

Yang Zhen, holding the Great Missing Sword radiating dark light, fell from the sky at a ferocious speed, emitting a series of sonic booms that left bystanders astonished, their faces covered in shock.

The seven elders watched as Yang Zhen revealed his figure from mid-air, charging at them as if eager for death, and all revealed mocking expressions.

A group of disciples from the Great Spring Sacred Land wore sneers on their faces, pointing and whispering about Yang Zhen.

“What a pity, clearly Yang Zhen doesn’t understand how terrifying the seven Great Elders’ combined sword net is. With the Great Elders working together, even the Holy Master would have no way out, and Yang Zhen would be hacked to pieces in the blink of an eye.”

“Being hacked to pieces would be letting Yang Zhen off easy. For being so bold and reckless as to bring people to our Great Spring Sacred Land, such an arrogant kid should be crushed to ashes and blown away.”

“Today, I’ve really seen the world. I didn’t think there was someone so overconfident on earth.”

“Just watch closely, because after Yang Zhen dies, you might never see such an interesting person again.”

…

Amidst the bustling discussion, Yang Zhen had already arrived above the sword net, displaying an odd expression that made everyone pause.

Only then did everyone suddenly realize that Yang Zhen had stopped mid-action.

No one believed that with such terrifying speed, Yang Zhen could have stopped himself, not even the seven Great Elders who were prepared for him to crash into them.

The abrupt change caught everyone off guard, and the seven elders were particularly startled and too late to respond.

“Open up for Sao Saint!”

Boom—!

A thunderous boom sounded as the Great Missing Sword in Yang Zhen’s hand, like a giant axe that could split the heavens, struck the sword net with force.

“Has he gone mad? Is Yang Zhen really trying to contend with the power of seven with the strength of one man alone?”

Everyone looked at Yang Zhen as if he were a madman, their faces filled with astonishment.

However, the next moment, something nobody could believe happened.

Just as Yang Zhen’s sword struck the sword net, the seven elders simultaneously let out a pained wail, all vomiting blood as they plummeted from the sky.

It wasn’t until the sound of seven thuds echoed that everyone abruptly came to their senses, staring in disbelief at Yang Zhen in the air, clutching the Great Missing Sword, and they swallowed hard.

What kind of monstrous strength could send seven men falling with a single strike?

The seven elders struggled to rise from the ground, and two older elders, despite several attempts, couldn’t get up, indicating the immense power behind Yang Zhen’s sword.

The entire scene fell into a silence so profound that only the rustling of the dark flames on the Great Missing Sword remained, along with a collective gasp from the onlookers.

After such a sword strike, no one present dared to underestimate Yang Zhen any longer.

Certainly, Yang Zhen’s strength was far more than it appeared to be on the surface.

Just when everyone was uncertain, Yang Zhen suddenly stepped forward, grinning widely at the Holy Master of the Great Spring Sacred Land and said, “Can we talk things over now?”

For some reason, upon hearing Yang Zhen say these words, everyone present felt a chill down their spine.

Talk what over!

Anyone there could see that Yang Zhen had never intended to talk things over from the beginning.

The Holy Master of the Great Spring Sacred Land snorted coldly and respectfully said to a Celestial Phase expert beside him, “Please, Elder Wang, would you eliminate this boy?”

Elder Wang was tall and looked powerful, and despite his aged appearance, he had an aura of fierce strength as if he were an imposing pine tree.

Upon hearing the Holy Master’s words, Elder Wang sniffed and glanced at him.

The Holy Master quickly added, “Elder, Yang Zhen is but a practitioner at the first layer of the Circulation Phase. Yet, he has injured the seven Great Elders’ combined sword net with a single blow. You understand the power of this net; even I… are powerless against it. How can Yang Zhen possess such terrifying strength?”

“What are you trying to say?” Elder Wang’s face showed a grave expression.

The Holy Master’s expression darkened, and he said solemnly, “Yang Zhen must possess an extraordinary Body Refining Method!”

Upon hearing of a Body Refining Method, Elder Wang’s eyes suddenly lit up.