Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Ever since acquiring the Blood Seed, Yang Zhen had felt restless. He couldn’t shake off the feeling that the Blood Seed was not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Unlike the transparent green seed in his mind, the Blood Seed felt different. When Yang Zhen first received the green seed, he felt a hint of life from it. However, when he got the Blood Seed, his Spirit Soul felt a sense of trepidation.

As a descendant of humans, human beings have a powerful destiny between heaven and earth. There are hardly any creatures that trigger a sense of facing a natural enemy and make one’s Spirit Soul tremble.

Yet, it was something Yang Zhen had distinctly felt. It was the reason why he had lost interest and almost forgotten about the Blood Seed after he received it.

Thinking about it now, even Yang Zhen, who was known for his fearlessness, couldn’t help feeling perturbed. He decided to find some time when he was alone to examine the Blood Seed, at least to ensure that it had not undergone any changes.

The ecstatic Sao Saint saw Yang Zhen’s expression and asked in surprise, “Kid, are you okay? You look rather pale.”

Wang Meiling also looked at Yang Zhen with concern.

Yang Zhen just chuckled and said, “Nothing, I was just wondering what could cause the Blood Moon to appear?”

Upon hearing this, Wang Meiling smiled and explained, “The Blood Moon is a phenomenon unique to Wanhua Island. In truth, it isn’t that the moon turns blood-red, but rather a mist of blood forms over the Sea Dragon Pool. A small island then appears in the pool, creating an island within an island, unique to Wanhua Island.”

Surprised, Yang Zhen asked, “What’s on the island?”

Wang Meiling shook her head mysteriously and said, “Nobody knows what’s on the island because no one has ever set foot on it.”

“What?” Yang Zhen was stunned. There was an island that had never been explored by any practitioner? His curiosity was piqued, and he asked, “Even Void Cultivation Stage experts and Divine Travel Stage experts can’t set foot on it?”

Just as Wang Meiling was about to reply, Sao Saint suddenly interjected, “Kid, you don’t need to ask again. Even if a Saint wanted to land on the island, it would be impossible.”

Hearing Sao Saint’s words, Yang Zhen was more curious and puzzled. Even a power like a Saint, who could refine a realm, couldn’t land on the island? Was the island possessed?

The Sao Saint seemed to see Yang Zhen’s doubts. He chuckled and said, “This is a grand restriction set up by the Emperor using the mysteries of heaven and earth. If you don’t have the correct method, even a Saint could die from a brute-force attempt.”

Yang Zhen gasped for breath as the Heavenly Book chapter on the mysteries of the universe started spinning rapidly in his mind. For a moment, his entire perception of the world changed, and so did the color of his face.

Although Yang Zhen could not see through the nature of the restrictions, he could feel a sort of path in the current situation of Broken Wall Mountain, the Sea Dragon Pool, and the Emperor Stele that the Emperor had cut down with a single sword.

Under the rotation of the path, profound principles of the heavens came pouring forth at Yang Zhen, filling his spiritual consciousness and causing shocking waves in his sea of consciousness. Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and thunder roared terribly, as if the end of the world was upon them.

Yang Zhen’s face suddenly changed, and he groaned. He looked at the world’s restrictions in horror, feeling a chill down his spine.

This was truly a grand layout, an unprecedented one.

The Eastern Desolation Emperor had even altered the very veins of heaven and earth, setting up a formation capable of provoking heavenly tribulation. Without the corresponding method, even an Emperor Realm Expert would not be able to step into the storm.

At the same time, Yang Zhen sensed a strong smell of blood emanating from the depths of Sea Dragon Pool, as if countless corpses were buried there. The blood pooled together over the years without changing.

This Eastern Desolation Emperor was truly a madman!

What on earth could be so worthy that the Emperor had to manipulate heaven and earth and set up a massive restriction to seal off an island?

Yang Zhen staggered backward while groaning, startling the Sao Saint and the others.

Yang Zhen’s face turned pale, devoid of any hint of color. He seemed lifeless, as if his vitality had been drained from his body.

The Sao Saint let out a startled yell, preparing to slap Yang Zhen’s face. But Yang Zhen reacted quickly and grabbed his hand.

“Damn it! You are not supposed to slap someone’s face. What the hell are you trying to do?” Yang Zhen asked.

The Sao Saint looked surprised, even more so than Yang Zhen. He didn’t struggle and just let Yang Zhen hold his hand. “Kid, have you gone crazy? You dared to probe the world restriction. And… you actually made it back alive?”

Startled, Yang Zhen recalled the feeling of terror he had. A moment ago, he had barely escaped the brink of death as his spiritual consciousness nearly exploded.

Just as Yang Zhen was about to lose control, the sapling in his spiritual consciousness emitted a soft light. It wasn’t very powerful, but it slowly steadied his spiritual consciousness and restored it.

Yang Zhen glared at the Sao Saint and said, “You never told me that I couldn’t probe it.”

“Damn it!” The Sao Saint was furious, staring at Yang Zhen and saying, “I didn’t know you had such a deep understanding of the mysteries of heaven and earth!”

The Sao Saint looked at Yang Zhen with doubt and surprise. After staring at him for a while, he asked, “Kid, what else don’t you know?”

Yang Zhen looked proud as he responded, “This is called natural talent, something an ordinary creature like yourself, could never understand.”

“Nonsense! That’s not called natural talent, that’s called being shameless. If it weren’t for your good luck, you would probably be dead by now, you know that?”

Yang Zhen shrugged and didn’t counter the Sao Saint. He had to admit that the Sao Saint was right.

Wang Meiling stared at Yang Zhen in surprise and amazement. It took her a while to recover, and her shock turned into excitement. She approached Yang Zhen and asked, “Did you figure out anything?”

“Nothing!” Yang Zhen answered straightforwardly. He glanced at Wang Meiling and scoffed, “Don’t be incredulous. This is the Emperor’s masterpiece, I’m just glad to be alive. But there should be something on that small island. The secret of the Sea Dragon Pool might be there.”

Wang Meiling let out a bitter smile, “Even if that’s so, we can’t reach the island. Every time the Blood Moon appears, a strong restriction appears over the Sea Dragon Pool, preventing anything from flying over. And…”

She paused, a trace of frustration in her eyes, and said helplessly to Yang Zhen, “Moreover, the Sea Dragon Pool has huge waves, not to mention boats—even the Divine Travel Stage experts struggle to withstand them. One slight misjudgment, and they’d be thrown off into the water.”

“Then why not swim over?” Yang Zhen asked glancing at the numerous practitioners around the Sea Dragon Pool.

“Don’t you think everyone else thought of that?” Wang Meiling retorted, “Once you enter the Sea Dragon Pool, regardless of your cultivation level, you won’t be able to use even a little bit of it. You can’t muster any strength in your body, let alone swim over.”

Yang Zhen’s eyes lit up, and he burst into laughter, saying, “In that case, we’ll have to go under the water!”

“That won’t work either. In the water… you can’t move at all.”

Yang Zhen gave a nonchalant shrug and said, “That’s because you people don’t know how to use tools.”

“What tool?” Sao Saint asked eagerly, his eyes shining with ghoulish green light.

“A submarine!”