Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 660: Chapter 666: Encountered a problem (first update)

Yang Zhen had never fought with anyone from the External Cultivation Sect before, but it didn’t matter who he fought. He just went ahead and rushed in.

Seeing Yang Zhen lunge towards him, a smirk of disdain flashed across the practitioner’s face. His figure wobbled, disappearing from his original position like a long snake. His entire figure was twisted as if space was folding, perfectly avoiding Yang Zhen’s kick. He rolled over and jabbed towards Yang Zhen.

The practitioner’s weapon from the External Cultivation Sect looked like a snake sting, carrying an eerie, chilling light. It appeared extraordinary and was also shrouded in a vile aura, as if it had been acquired from a remarkably cold place.

Such a weapon was deadly. An ordinary practitioner would be eroded by the Spirit Soul after being wounded, and would be paralyzed all over, incapable of moving.

Yang Zhen kicked out, his strength unabated and without generating additional force, he was in mid-air with no leverage.

The practitioner from the External Cultivation Sect was about to triumph. With a smirk, he sped up.

“Overestimating yourself, die!”

The practitioner from the External Cultivation Sect roared out a loud shout, and a terrifying radiance erupted from his body. He plunged the snake sting directly into Yang Zhen’s heart, penetrating all the way through.

Just as joy spread over the practitioner’s face, Yang Zhen suddenly spoke, “Did Duan Sihai say this sentence when he was fighting Pikachu, ‘Ancient Life Sect, Duan Sihai!'”?

Hearing these ridiculous words, the practitioner’s face showed confusion. How would he know if this sentence was correct?

Immediately after, the practitioner’s face changed drastically, and he tried to retreat hastily.

Yang Zhen’s silhouette suddenly flashed behind him, he kicked the practitioner in the face, sending him flying.

“Clone skill?”

The practitioner’s face changed dramatically, and he vomited blood in mid-air. When he hit the ground, his body crashed into a huge magma-seared red rock, let out a tragic cry, bounced off, and disappeared.

Yang Zhen smelled a burnt scent and shivered. That guy’s fate seemed pretty miserable.

Regardless of his aggression, Yang Zhen stayed alert while fighting this guy from the External Cultivation Sect. Moreover, his main goal was to save the little fox, not to fight him, so of course he wanted to end the fight quickly.

Everything happened in a flash. From Yang Zhen’s initial charge, the deceit by using his Shadow Clone, to sending the practitioner from the External Cultivation Sect flying with a single kick, it was just a moment’s time.

In a moment, Yang Zhen could do many things and even managed to recall a strange fact.

Duan Sihai was clearly a powerful being at the Divine Transformation Stage of the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land. However, when fighting against the Demonic Race, he declared the name of the Ancient Life Sect. This guy had no shame.

The bratty cat had the same stunned look, “Damn, now that you mention it, I recall it too. No wonder it felt weird at that time. Duan Sihai, this big-eyed guy, is so shameless.”

Yang Zhen grabbed hold of the little fox and leaped into action, landing next to them. Both looked at each other and exclaimed together, “This shameless guy!”

Clearly, if the Ancient Life Sect hadn’t intervened this time, Duan Sihai would have tricked them into it. What happened to every man for himself?

Even Duan Sihai, a strong practitioner at the Divine Transformation Stage, was so shameless, it was easy to imagine how unscrupulous others would be.

Yang Zhen suddenly felt aggrieved. Why the fuck was he, Sao Saint, constantly referred to as the cheap one?

It wasn’t cheap when others did it?

Having just done a good deed, Yang Zhen decided that, to justify his reputation as a lowly individual, he needed to behave even more shamelessly in the future, else he’d feel somewhat wronged. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The little fox in Yang Zhen’s hand struggled incessantly, even turning to take a bite at Yang Zhen’s arm.

Yang Zhen allowed the little fox to bite to its heart content, knowing it couldn’t break his skin. He asked, “Little fella, can you speak human language?”

The sneaky cat rolled its eyes at the question and said, “Not all members of the Demonic Race enjoy learning human language. In fact, those willing to master it are a minority.”

With this, the cunning cat whispered something to the little fox. The fox looked startled, then began urgently speaking to the cat.

Seeing the increasingly strange expression on the sneaky cat’s face, Yang Zhen asked, “What’s the matter? Why does the little fox want to seek death? Doesn’t it want to live?”

The sneaky cat looked at Yang Zhen with a weird expression, and said, “Kid, we’ve run into trouble.”

“What trouble?” Yang Zhen was not afraid of trouble. In fact, he’d been through countless difficulties.

With a serious face, the sneaky cat said, “This place is the shrine where the Beiqi Demon Tribe made sacrifices, and it contains countless spirit souls. The Tribe’s recent appearance brought upon them the wrath of human practitioners. They decided to detonate this spirit soul shrine, causing a disaster on Northern Island!”

Yang Zhen heard this and was completely stunned. He looked at the little fox in disbelief and said, “That’s harsh, what does the little fox want to do, stop the disaster?”

He thought of the many spirit souls who’d been practicing for thousands of years. If they were released, it would indeed be a horrifying disaster. Many people would be killed by these Souls, most of which barely had any clear consciousness and couldn’t control their actions.

Forget about Northern Island, if this group were to erupt, the entire practitioner’s world would be in peril.

It seemed that the creatures of the Demon Race were not really good beings. But again, no matter whether they were humans or Demonic Race, everyone in the cultivating world was part of the survival of the fittest. None of them were harmless.

Upon hearing this from Yang Zhen, the sneaky cat said with a solemn face, “To release all these spirit souls, one person must make a sacrifice. This person is the little fox’s sister. She was chosen by an influential demon and had her mind controlled. She was thrown into the shrine. We must save her quickly, or it will be too late.”

“Damn it!”

Yang Zhen was shocked and cursed out loud, “Live human sacrifice? What the hell is that supposed to mean? Never mind, sneaky cat, tell me, Sao Saint, how to save people and destroy this damned place?”

The sneaky cat was taken aback, “Kid, are you sure you want to do this?”

“No shit, if I don’t do it, who will?” Yang Zhen glared, “Don’t think I, Sao Saint, don’t know. Most of these spirit souls are incredibly evil, having no moral bottom line. Once these things come out, practitioners won’t be the only ones to perish, it will be the whole world.”

The sneaky cat was flabbergasted. After soothing the little fox, he said solemnly, “Kid, since you’ve decided to do this, you need to be prepared for a shock to your Spirit Soul. If you’re not careful, you could lose your mind and become a spirit soul. No, you’re not the same as them, after all, you still have a physical body.”

“Enough of that nonsense!” Yang Zhen glared at the sneaky cat.

“The Shrine, it’s located within the Three Yin. If you divide your Yang spirit into three, you can enter and exit freely. Remember, you only have a quarter of an hour. Stay any longer and you won’t be able to get out.”

Yang Zhen nodded and asked, “So where is the Heart of Heaven and Earth?”

“Also… below!” the sneaky cat replied, looked astonished.

Yang Zhen burst out laughing and leapt towards the layer of magma, shouting as he fell, “In that case, it’s perfect. Save the person, destroy the ban, and grab the Heart of Heaven and Earth! Two… Holy crap!”

With a splash, Yang Zhen disappeared!