Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

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Seeing Yang Zhen’s hesitating expression full of strangeness, the lowly cat turned its head and said, “Don’t ask me, I know nothing. Damn it, I only fell asleep back then, and was trapped by the Dust Blood Great Sage. I don’t know how many years I slept, I almost forgotten who I was.”

Yang Zhen didn’t particularly want to know what had happened at that time. Anyway, the world was such as it is now, those great sages and emperors who shook the world had disappeared, and the world was now stable. This kind o life was pretty good.

However, Yang Zhen was more interested in the Sea Dragon Pool, as well as the Emperor’s scar on his chest.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen’s heart moved, and he suddenly thought of the

Blood Seed.

When he first got the Blood Seed, Yang Zhen felt it was extraordinary, and now thinking about it, the aura on the Blood Seed was quite similar to the blood

aura here.

just as he was about to take out the Blood Seed, Yang Zhen’s heart moved again, his gaze fixed on the Sea Dragon Clan, still fiercely fighting Elder Gu in mid-air. His face became even more peculiar.

This was the first time Yang Zhen had seen the Sea Dragon Clan. He had never heard of them before, but he suddenly remembered that the shadows he had dreamt of the night before coming to Sea Dragon Pool were undoubtedly members of the Sea Dragon Clan!

That dream in which countless members of the Sea Dragon Clan greedily stared at the endless treasures in his arms.

Thinking of these things, Yang Zhen almost broke out in a cold sweat. Damn, a Sea Dragon Clan he had never seen before actually appeared in his dream, staring at him fiercely. Could it be that the Sea Dragon Clan had sent him this dream before he arrived?

Damn, this was becoming more and more mysterious.

Yang Zhen really wanted to leave this ghostly place now.

When Yang Zhen took out the Blood Seed, a sudden change occurred. The moment the Blood Seed entered Yang Zhen’s hand, it immediately turned into a ray of blood light, integrating into Yang Zhen’s hand. Not to mention the lowly cat and Wang Meiling, not even Yang Zhen himself could see the present form of the Blood Seed clearly.

Yang Zhen was startled and hurriedly shook his hand. Under the strange expressions of the lowly cat and Wang Meiling, his eyes rolled back, his legs kicked out, and with boom, he fainted.

With his last bit of consciousness, Yang Zhen heard the lowly cat’s distorted voice yelling ‘Holy shit!’

Darkness, endless darkness.

When Yang Zhen woke up again, he found himself standing on a sea of blood.

The endless scent of blood hit him in the face, and his body bobbed up and down with the waves of the blood sea.

A chilling aura that made his heart palpitate enveloped Yang Zhen. He tried to lift his foot, but his whole body fell into the blood sea with a splash.

“Shit!”

After unknowingly sinking for a while, Yang Zhen felt a heart-wrenching pain inside his body. It was as if all the blood veins throughout his body were being torn apart, and a raging fire was burning violently. The pain was so intense that Yang Zhen was at a loss whether he was dead or alive. After countless repetitions, the feeling finally disappeared.

Along with the disappearance of the pain, the endless blood sea disappeared as well.

When Yang Zhen regained consciousness the third time, he found that his surroundings had transformed into an incredibly large circular island.

The island was filled with the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers, life was thriving, and some creatures imbued with spirituality were growing tirelessly.

The strange thing for Yang Zhen was that there was an almost savage aura on this island, as if he had traveled through time and space to the ancient times.

Suddenly Yang Zhen’s chest hurt, and that disappeared Emperor’s scar reappeared, with faint traces of blood flowing, as if an endless fiery wave was burning fiercely.

Yang Zhen knelt on the ground in pain, cold sweats dripping onto the ground, in an instant, it evaporated and disappeared without a trace.

An extremely desolate and domineering power surged crazily into Yang Zhen’s flesh and blood, as if it wanted to change something inside Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen was startled and at the same time, anger surged from his heart. No matter what that ghostly thing was, even if it was left by the Emperor, Yang Zhen didn’t want it to change his body casually.

just like Disciple of Dust Blood Great Sage was, he decisively cut it away without reservation.

“Damn, you want to change Sao Saint’s body? You’re dreaming!” Now he knew that the Dust Blood Great Sage and the Eastern Desolation Emperor were both just preparing for their own aftermath. Who knows if this thing, like blood and like fire, might change his body, would he still be himse after that?

Boom!

Suddenly, a terrifying surge of power erupted within Yang Zhen. Whether it was the power of consciousness or the power of Spirit Soul, he had activated them all to their maximum potential. Roars of the Dragon Elephant echoed within him, creating an uproar across the heavens within him.

Between the rolling waves of energy around him, strands of talent shimmered in radiant golden light, and from their midst suddenly sprang a fierce aura. The aura surged towards all of Yang Zhen’s power.

Boom boom boom!

Within Yang Zhen, it was as if the heavens had cracked and the earth split apart, erupting with an endless surging momentum, quickly rushing towards the blazing flames.

Vroom!

When the fire encountered resistance, it suddenly burst forth with a crimson aura, and the entire wave of fire suddenly turned a bright red.

Letting out a loud “a-ha”, Yang Zhen gritted his teeth and said, “So the fox shows its tail, eh? This crimson flame is a bane, not a boon, I, Sao Saint, will extinguish it!”

Splat!

The two terrifying forces collided. Yang Zhen spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood, yet his expression on his face grew even more resolute.

He didn’t even know what this crimson fire wave was. It was even more terrifying than all his power combined, giving Yang Zhen a faint feeling of being unable to resist it.

He couldn’t even fend off the intruder in his own body, what on earth was this? Yang Zhen gritted his teeth, resolutely set the veins in his whole body alight. Waves of wild power resonated like thunder, wrapping it around the crimson wave.

Amid the endless pain, Yang Zhen’s expression became twisted, but he laughed heartily. At the brink of life and death, the sound of something breaking inside Yang Zhen’s body rang out.

A feeling of his blood veins merging together came forth, Yang Zhen’s eyes brightened, and he immediately felt overjoyed.

He didn’t expect misfortune to bring a fortune. He actually managed to break the shackles between his Spirit Soul and his body, completely fusing the Spirit

Soul with his body.

After crossing over, even though Yang Zhen was able to fully control the body, his Spirit Soul was not the original master of this body. Now that he had broken through the shackles, his body had almost undergone a complete renewal, completely merging with his Spirit Soul.

This body, in principle, was not exactly the original one. It completely belonged to Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen laughed heartily. The feeling of his blood veins merging allowed Yang Zhen to handle it as easily as he would his own arms. With just a thought, a force as powerful as fate exploded and in a blink of an eye, it refined the crimson fire wave.

A thumb-sized golden flame floated quietly in front of Yang Zhen. It was not aggressive at all, but instead, it gave Yang Zhen a friendly feeling.

Meanwhile, insights appeared in Yang Zhen’s consciousness, flooding Yang Zhen’s Spirit Soul in an instant.

Desolate Heavenly Skill!

Yang Zhen raised his eyebrows, unable to hide his joy. The Blood Seed contained such a dominant martial skill, no, the Desolate Heavenly Skill had transcended the realm of martial skills.

A name that would make all Practitioners rush over appeared in Yang Zhen’s mind: The Ultimate Technique!

“Is this a blessing in disguise?” Yang Zhen murmured to himself, looking at his chest. The imprint of the Eastern Desolation Emperor had finally disappeare , Yang Zhen couldn’t feel its presence anymore.

At this moment, fragments of broken memories entered Yang Zhen’s mind. His expression became more and more strange, then the memories shattered, and his body began to break apart as well.

When Yang Zhen fully awakened, Wang Meiling was supporting him, wiping his sweat constantly. His clothes were already soaked through, and they were blood-red, as if he had mixed blood into his sweat.

Seeing Yang Zhen wake up, the cat and Wang Meiling were relieved.

“Kid you’re finally awake. What happened? You were sweating so much and even bleeding. There was fire all over your body…wait, where are you going. “ Yang Zhen didn’t answer the cat’s question. With an odd expression, he stood up, walked under where Elder Gu and the Sea Dragon Clan were fighting, looked up, and took a deep breath, yelling.

“Stop fighting!”