Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 855: Chapter 871: With Ease!

It wasn’t just the tall dark figure who was stunned, everyone in the arena was bewildered.

Everyone gaped at Yang Zhen with their mouths open, but no words came out.

After a long while, someone took a deep breath, looked at Yang Zhen blankly, and murmured, “Has Yang Zhen gone crazy?”

“This bastard, even at this moment, is still worrying about the Decoy Heaven’s Veil rather than questioning the Demon God Territory,” said another.

“What’s the use of questioning the Demon God Territory? Forget about having just one Five Wheel Heavenly Lord standing behind Yang Zhen, even if there were two, three, or even five, once the Demon God Territory decides to sacrifice Yang Zhen, would he have any way out?” spoke someone cynically.

“He must be insane; I never imagined the Demon God Territory would be such a hypocritical entity. It’s a good thing the Demon God Territory didn’t choose me, otherwise, I’d have no way to recover,” another added in the crowd.

Amid the crowd, Yuan Hao laughed loudly, his expression filled with extreme pleasure as he watched the confused Yang Zhen on stage: “Well, I never expected such an earth-shattering twist to occur. Yang Zhen, oh Yang Zhen, aren’t you highly talented? Aren’t you capable of fighting well? Now, let me see you reverse the situation?”

Next to Yuan Hao, an elderly woman frowned and said in a deep voice, “It’s unexpected that the Demon God Territory was scheming against Yang Zhen from the start, but why choose Yang Zhen?”

Upon hearing this, Yuan Hao snorted coldly and said, “Master, is there a need to wonder why it’s Yang Zhen? It must be because that bastard Yang Zhen is too ostentatious. If the Demon God Territory let someone else take the stage at this moment, it would raise suspicions. Yang Zhen is different; he’s too conspicuous and is undoubtedly the prime candidate for the Celestial Seal this time.”

“Is that so?” The old woman fell silent upon hearing this, staring intently at Yang Zhen and muttering to herself, “But why doesn’t Yang Zhen seem worried at all?”

Why wasn’t he worried?

Firstly, Yang Zhen confirmed one thing: the Decoy Heaven’s Veil, as the tall dark figure said, indeed requires a blood sacrifice to achieve the Ten Thunder Heavenly Retributions, which is the most direct manifestation of the heartlessness of heaven and earth.

Some powers can only be invoked with fresh blood and guided by resentment to unleash the most terrifying force between heaven and earth.

Furthermore, Yang Zhen was certain that igniting the wrath of the heavens would indeed cause trouble for these tall dark figures, for the aura they exuded, for the most part, was that which heaven and earth wouldn’t tolerate, and even more terrifying than what resided within him.

It seemed that from the beginning, these people cultivated methods against heaven and earth, somehow deceiving the heavens to advance to the fearsome level of the Celestial Phase.

Once discovered by heaven and earth, they would surely face the legendary and most terrifying Ten Thunder Heavenly Retributions.

What Yang Zhen couldn’t understand was why people like Zhong Huang didn’t continue to conceal the truth or offer any explanation?

Considering a possibility, an interesting look crossed Yang Zhen’s face.

As expected, Zhong Huang and others still offered no explanation, and the emotions among the people below had become extremely agitated; that so-called spiritual force grew denser and merged into the Daoist details of the Zhong Huang in the void above.

And Yang Zhen could clearly feel that Zhong Huang’s Daoist details were gradually becoming more powerful.

Could this spiritual force actually enhance Daoist details?

Sensing this change, a look of surprise appeared on Yang Zhen’s face for the first time.

The scoundrel cat cursed and stamped its feet in place, while Zhong Huang and the others ignored it, their smiles barely changing.

After a while, it was the tall dark figure who couldn’t hold back any longer.

Following a cold snort, the tall dark figure glared at Yang Zhen and asked in a deep voice, “Boy, don’t you hate the Demon God Territory? Don’t worry, with me here, none of these hypocrites from the Demon God Territory will be able to harm…”

“I say…”

Before the tall dark figure could finish, Yang Zhen waved his hand, cutting him off, stood up, walked over to the table with fruit, sat down, and said to the tall dark figure, “Can your grievances not involve me?”

What?

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Big Black was stunned, his mouth hung open but no words came out. The crowd below was also frozen in shock, staring at Yang Zhen with puzzled expressions, even the likes of Zhong Huang were stupefied, gaping at Yang Zhen.

How could anyone know how Yang Zhen could say such a thing in this situation?

After all, no sane person could ever speak such words, could they? Was Yang Zhen truly indifferent to his own life and death?

Even if he cared nothing for his own life, he should consider the two stunning women by his side, as well as the wretched cat and the flamboyant chicken, shouldn’t he?

Under these circumstances, any rational person would first question the Demon God Territory, demanding assurances that they did not intend to use Yang Zhen as the Celestial Stamp.

Even if Yang Zhen did not trust the Demon God Territory, he should at least seek refuge with the Saint Sect, shouldn’t he?

But now, Yang Zhen actually wanted to stay out of it?

In these circumstances, he still thought about staying out of it?

He must be crazy, Yang Zhen had to be crazy.

Not to mention the possibility that the Demon God Territory really did want to use Yang Zhen as the Celestial Stamp to unleash the might of heaven and earth; even if that were not the case, by acting this way, Yang Zhen had almost simultaneously offended both the Demon God Territory and the Saint Palace, and he was definitely not going to have a good outcome.

He had offended both the Demon God Territory and the Saint Palace at the same time.

Thinking of the consequences, everyone felt a chill down their spines.

They had never seen someone so recklessly willful!

Big Black, his mouth agape for quite a while, finally looked at Yang Zhen in a daze and asked, “What did you say? Lad, do you even know what you’re talking about?”

Surprise flickered on Zhong Huang’s face as he exchanged looks with a few others who were at the Celestial Phase; clearly, they too had no idea why Yang Zhen would say such things.

“First!”

Yang Zhen stuffed a vermilion fruit into his mouth, didn’t even turn his head, and mumbled unclearly, “I’ve figured it out, this Hong Dao Conference is probably more about setting a trap than promoting the Taoist details, you’re right. Zhong Huang and the others have definitely been waiting for you. Whether it’s been a long time and they miss you, or they just want to knock you off, either reason is fair.”

Hearing Yang Zhen’s words, all the people present inhaled sharply and looked at each other, utterly bewildered.

So, the Hong Dao Conference was just a pretense?

Soon, everyone came to their senses. Even if it was a pretense, for them, it represented a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The brief experience of the Hong Dao had already given everyone a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

Therefore, whether or not the Demon God Territory prioritized the Hong Dao, it did not really matter to them.

Big Black’s face was streaked with shock and uncertainty as he stared at Yang Zhen and said, “Lad, even if what you’re saying is true, what I want to know now is why aren’t you the slightest bit afraid?”

“Afraid?” Yang Zhen stuffed a blood-red fruit into the mouth of the wretched cat and replied, “You taste this one!”

Big Black’s face turned ashen, about to rebuke, when Yang Zhen extended a middle finger and, with a whoosh, flicked another one, then added, “Secondly, it’s a trap, brother, a trap, you get it?”

Glancing back at the dumbfounded Big Black, Yang Zhen smirked and said, “Even you, with your thick brows and big eyes, know that one needs a Celestial Stamp to detonate the sky-blinding screen. You think Zhong Huang and company don’t know?”

Upon hearing this, Big Black’s complexion changed drastically, turning dark as ink as if scorched by a pot.

Yang Zhen glanced at Big Black whose face now matched the color of pot-bottom soot and thought, what does it mean to be in full control?

This is what it means to be in full control!

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