Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 610: 617

Chapter 610: 617

Yang Zhen decided, the first to strike has the strength!

No matter if this Death Servant belonged to the Moro Palace or the Moluo Sect, the fact that they’d been following him all this way meant they definitely held ill will, if not seeking revenge on Yang Zhen, then likely planning to tamper with the Heavenly Machine Lock.

Regardless of their objectives, Yang Zhen found it hard to bear. Moreover, he understood, these people were most likely targeting him.

While accompanying Gong Sanhe and the others into the canyon, Yang Zhen subtly scattered numerous array plates on the ground. These plates were forged when Yang Zhen’s cultivation was fairly low, along with some looted ones. Until now, they hadn’t seen any use.

Suppressing his cultivation didn’t imply that Yang Zhen was squandering his time at a low level, actually his realm had always been considerably higher than practitioners of the same level, even exceeding practitioners of two or three cultivation stages above him.

Sometimes, this realm was like intellectual suppression. When facing practitioners stronger than Yang Zhen, it could be of great use.

Moreover, when Yang Zhen faced practitioners with higher cultivation, he would usually let his fists do the talking. The Dragon Elephant Prison Body wasn’t for fortifying his physique, a punch from Yang Zhen could easily take a life.

Gong Sanhe seemed to unintentionally notice Yang Zhen scattering the array plates. With his realm being so advanced, he could sense even a slight fluctuation of True Essence in the surrounding world.

Ding Chun and Wen Yuning didn’t feel much, but they looked back at Yang Zhen with strange expressions. Yang Zhen looked up at the sky as if nothing happened, leaving the two utterly puzzled.

Gong Sanhe seemed to think Yang Zhen was overly cautious and chuckled, saying, “There’s no need for such vigilance, Mister Li. As I’ve just said, the people of Moluo Sect will not dare to attack us… Damn!”

A shadow flashed past Yang Zhen, a peculiar weapon in its hand beaming coldly, emanating a revolting fishy smell, and in an instant, it reached Yang Zhen’s throat.

Yang Zhen jumped in fright, thinking, so this is their idea of not attacking us?

“A flawless unarmed disarmament!”

Yang Zhen’s eyes bulged in fury, startling everyone present.

The Death Servant’s movements were swift, they launched a stealth attack. Before Gong Sanhe could rush to Yang Zhen’s side, the Servant’s weapon could penetrate Yang Zhen’s throat, even take the time to withdraw and pierce again.

However, what no one expected was that Yang Zhen was even faster. His two hands created a series of afterimages in front of his chest as if he had a thousand hands, and with a slap, he caught the Death Servant’s wrist. His other hand flicked on the back of the hand that grasped the weapon.

Crack!

Two crisp sounds, reminiscent of breaking bones, echoed throughout. That’s right, two sounds. In his excitement, Yang Zhen unintentionally used a bit too much force, causing the Death Servant’s hand to fracture.

A muffled groan followed, and the Death Servant staggered backward, the weapon fell to the ground, unconsciously leaped into the air to escape, but was caught by Yang Zhen by the ankle, and forcefully slammed onto the ground.

All this occurred in an instant, it wasn’t until Yang Zhen disarmed the weapon and pinned the Death Servant to the ground, that Gong Sanhe could rush to Yang Zhen’s side after having finished swearing.

Ding Chun and Wen Yuning exclaimed in alarm, their long swords resonating, cautiously scanning their surroundings with vigilant expressions.

Boom!

A series of terrifying wave of energy burst forth, making their surroundings chaotic, endless dust soared into the sky, as a fog gradually formed, obscuring the environment.

An uncountable number of Death Servant auras appeared around them, causing Yang Zhen to jump, “Damn, there are so many?”

Now Yang Zhen had begun to doubt whether these Death Servants were actually targeting him.

In such a mysterious place as the Ancient Ruins, instead of searching for a heritage, they sent so many people to kill him?

How great was their grudge!

Gong Sanhe bellowed angrily, saying, “I am Gong Sanhe of the Ancient Life Sect, what you’re doing is too much!”

With that, Gong Sanhe didn’t wait for the Death Servants to reply, he erupted with terrifying True Essence, sweeping across the heavens and earth, and his body soaring into the midair.

Yang Zhen was vigilantly observing the surroundings. In this state, the Great Missing Sword seemed a bit heavy. Under the terrifying speed of the Death Servants, only the martial skills of his fists and the rest of his body were most suitable.

A cold snort came from mid-air, exceptionally low and muffled. Yang Zhen assumed it was Gong Sanhe, but then came Gong Sanhe’s words: “Death Shadow, I didn’t expect you to come too, what, you can’t hold back any more, trying to take the old man’s life?”

A deep and hoarse voice came: “Gong Sanhe, I didn’t expect we would see each other so soon. You, the Ancient Life Sect really trained a good disciple. He kills without saying a word, and that’s not all. I have some doubts that your disciple, using various means, brutally killed my man causing him to activate the chain… what?”

Before Death Shadow could finish his words, there was a catastrophic change in his surroundings.

Yang Zhen activated the array plate!

A terrifying surge of air came charging, the dust that blotted out the sun and sky was suddenly blown away, even the dense fog in the sky slowly disappeared, everything becoming clear.

Yang Zhen calmly stood in his place, watching the twenty odd Death Servants in the mid-air, clicking his tongue in amazement: “Damn, one, two, three… twenty-five Death Servants, and a Mahayana Phase peak expert, really rich and imposing. How much experience will that be worth?”

It was evident that no one understood what Yang Zhen was saying, but the Death Servants revealed their positions without any signs, stealthily and awkwardly positioned all around. This made things awkward. Yang Zhen even saw a Death Servant, crawling on his hands and feet, butt in the air, coming closer with a weapon in his mouth, stopping three meters away.

Boom boom boom!

Looking at the fierce surge of air in the sky, Death Shadow, and Gong Sanhe turned pale, looking at Yang Zhen with disbelief, cried out in astonishment: “A sacred level array plate?”

Who could have thought that he would simply pass by and Yang Zhen would generously leave behind a sacred level array plate, this… Seeing Gong Sanhe and Death Shadow with complex, pale faces, shocked and stunned, they evidently wanted to curse.

Yang Zhen did not care about whether it was generous or not. Nothing was as important as life to him. Even he was astonished that so many crazies, as many as twenty-five, showed up. Most of them were in the Mahayana Phase of cultivation as well.

This terrifying force could almost walk sideways on the Northern Island. All of them came here just to kill him?

A Death Servant coldly glanced at Gong Sanhe and asked: “This man doesn’t belong to the Ancient Life Sect?”

Gong Sanhe shook his head, landed slowly on the ground, stared at Yang Zhen and the Death Servant, and said: “What’s going on? Do you two have a grudge against each other?”

“No!”

“Of course, yes!”

Yang Zhen and the Death Servant simultaneously give contradicting answers, especially the Death Servant, his face was cold and looked as if he was gnashing his teeth in anger.

Upon hearing the words of the Death Servant, Yang Zhen got angry instantly, pointing at the Death Servant and swore: “Damn, you bastard, not human nor ghost. Come clean to Sao Saint now, how the hell have I offended you guys from Motorola?”

When Yang Zhen lost his temper, he didn’t care about his identity. Staring at the leading Death Servant, if he dared to utter a word, Yang Zhen would punch him into a cracked walnut!

Death Shadow seemed to notice that Yang Zhen was extremely angry at the moment. He coldly huffed and said: “Those affected by the Soul Chain Skill must die!”

“Roar!”

Low roars came, all the Death Servants within the array were like wild beasts, staring at Yang Zhen and roaring.

“What?”

Gong Sanhe looked shocked, stared at Yang Zhen in surprise: “You’ve been affected by the Soul Chain Skill? When?”

Yang Zhen, with a speechless expression, narrated everything that happened when he entered, about the encounter with that Death Servant.