Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 1254: Chapter 1279: This Can’t Blame Me, Oh Chapter 1254: Chapter 1279: This Can’t Blame Me, Oh Before Yang Zhen could finish saying “just in case,” the whole world seemed to have turned upside down.

A terrifying force swept through, and the Thousand Moon Palace of Qianyang Palace, where Yang Zhen and Han Yan’er were, was blasted into fragments.

By the time Yang Zhen reacted, Han Yan’er had already disappeared.

Everywhere were the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves, so no matter whether one was a disciple of some famous and upright sect, in the face of such life-threatening danger, everyone turned out to be a coward, outdoing each other with their screams.

If screaming could have solved the problem, Yang Zhen figured, he could outdo anyone with his long-winded hollering!

But what’s the use of screaming? Yang Zhen suddenly remembered that he had given the formation array to Han Yan’er, but had not yet had the chance to tell her how to use it.

Looking at the jade slip in his hand, Yang Zhen cursed a few times before starting to observe his surroundings.

It was chaotically silent, not exactly obscure – one could still see clearly – but the desolation around him made the world seem solemn, and the feeling as if nothing had lived here for tens of thousands of years was somewhat disconcerting.

A girl, in such circumstances, would probably be at a loss, right?

Yang Zhen decided to search for Han Yan’er. As for when the Demon Sect of this place would erupt or even if it would, that was all in the future and had nothing to do with Yang Zhen.

The place was full of dangers. The environment Yang Zhen found himself in was deadly, with poisonous miasma everywhere that could cause hallucinations. If it weren’t for Yang Zhen’s Spirit Soul reaching the heavens, he would have long been lost within himself.

The furious gale roared around him, its wails eerily reminiscent of howling wolves.

Yang Zhen could even see huge skeletal remains, like the corpses of barbaric beasts half-buried, with only parts exposed, weathered by the sands over the years and riddled with cavities.

White bones were scattered everywhere; Yang Zhen could not tell what creatures these bones belonged to, nor did he know if there were still such creatures alive in this place. These beings were all formidable, and if any were still around, they would be the source of danger, responsible for the unknown number of people who might die in such a place.

Boom–!

A terrifying surge of power erupted from Yang Zhen, and he leaped into the midair.

While searching for Han Yan’er, if he could also get a clear understanding of the geographical features of this area, it would help prepare for future events.

After all, the contents of the Heavenly Book’s Mysterious Principles Chapter and the Ksitigarbha Chapter were not given in vain.

In a world where this kind of radiance made sight nearly useless, Yang Zhen closed his eyes and his Spirit Soul power burst forth like a tsunami, sweeping violently in all directions.

Those who were frantically running for their lives or hiding somewhere cautiously observing their surroundings, when they felt such a terrifying Spirit Soul power, all turned pale with fright.

Countless people looked up into the sky but could not locate the source of this Spirit Soul fluctuation.

Young Master Gong’s face showed a look of shock as he said solemnly to the people beside him, “Remember this Spirit Soul power, and if you ever encounter it, do not provoke it at all costs.”

A young woman beside him, pale-faced, asked, “Young Master Gong, what is… this thing?”

Young Master Gong’s face was serious; after pondering for a moment, he replied, “Whatever it is, possessing such a terrifying Spirit Soul means it’s not something we can afford to provoke. I suspect, this Spirit Soul fluctuation is very likely a Barbaric Ancient Beast that has survived for tens of thousands of years. Even if it’s not, it’s definitely a descendant we can’t afford to deal with.”

Upon hearing Young Master Gong’s words, everyone around him gasped in unison.

Although Young Master Gong was somewhat arrogant, he treated everyone quite well. With the outbreak in the Barbaric Ancient Land, almost all of those who made it to Young Master Gong’s side were looked after by him.

As for why Young Master Gong kept all the people with him, who would care about that now?

Maybe it was to highlight Young Master Gong’s magnanimity, or perhaps to undermine the power of Qianyang Palace, but anyway, being able to survive was already enough to let everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

“It was too terrifying,” I saw with my own eyes a young woman’s complexion suddenly turn black and blue, and then she beheaded herself with a single sword strike.”

“What? Such a thing actually happened?”

“That’s nothing. I’ve experienced even more bizarre events. The Barbaric Ancient Land erupted, and the ground seemed to suddenly open its mouth, swallowing more than a dozen people. Not long after, all their bones were spit out, and the stench of blood caused the surrounding land to roar in uproar. I was so scared my soul almost left my body. If I had reacted even a bit slower, maybe all that would be left of me would be a skeleton now.”

“There’s more, there’s more…”

The sounds of ongoing discussions were continuously heard around. Young Master Gong’s face showed a look of surprise and uncertainty as he called out in a deep voice, “Atu, Atu?”

After shouting for a moment without any response, Young Master Gong’s face finally showed a look of horror as he whispered, “This is bad, Atu has disappeared!”

The crowd then realized that Atu was the fierce beast pulling the golden carriage, an extremely terrifying creature that had vanished into thin air?

Everyone fell silent as cold cicadas, not daring to speak loudly under the overwhelming power of the Spirit Soul.

Thinking for a moment, Young Master Gong said, “Conceal your auras, especially the Spirit Soul power. We must not be detected by this force of Spirit Soul power, or else we might all die here.”

Upon hearing these words, everyone frantically reined in their own auras.

In fact, where did the crowd know that Yang Zhen had long since detected the presence of a group of people, yet when he found no trace of Han Yan’er’s aura, he swept away towards the distance once again.

The Spirit Soul power changed in the blink of an eye, covering ten thousand feet around in an instant, finding some people, but not detecting Han Yan’er’s presence.

Most of these people were ones Yang Zhen had never seen before; Young Master Gong and others, on the contrary, were the most familiar group to Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen, floating in midair, knew it was not entirely safe, as who knew what kind of dangers this place held.

The dangers of the sky were the most perilous for practitioners. If he were to search in midair for a long time, who knows what accidents could occur.

Just as Yang Zhen was thinking of fully unleashing his Spirit Soul power, his expression suddenly changed, and a smile appeared on his face as he murmured to himself, “This is indeed my Sao Saint’s woman!”

Not far past where Young Master Gong and the others were located, an array disc lay on the ground.

Yang Zhen was all too familiar with the fluctuations of this array disc, and after his Spirit Soul power swept over it, he almost immediately determined that it must have been left by Han Yan’er.

After retracting his Spirit Soul power from other directions, he charged towards that location.

All along the way, where Yang Zhen passed, the heavens and earth roared, and the Void Power howled incessantly around him as if ancient ferocious beasts followed behind him.

“What… what is that?”

Along the way, everyone looked up in horror as they saw a black fog-like figure sweep across the sky with lightning speed. No, perhaps even lightning could not keep up with Yang Zhen’s speed at that moment.

What shocked people was not Yang Zhen himself, but the overwhelming shadow behind him, which seemed like… the legendary Nine Nether Evil Spirits, shrouding the skies and shaking the heavens with their roars.

Yang Zhen also felt these beings and cursed under his breath as his speed increased again.

“Run, run fast, what in the world is that?”

Especially Young Master Gong and the others, their faces were a mess, as unsightly as could be.

Yang Zhen sighed, clicking his tongue in wonder, “This can’t be blamed on me, the Sao Saint!”

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