Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 709: Chapter 715: Killing The Flirty Chicken With Your Own Hands? (Second Update)

Since it was an inner demon, naturally, it had to be slain; this was a principle known to all.

Only by slaying the inner demon, can one advance to higher realms, thereby better comprehend the power of heaven and earth, becoming even more powerful.

A practitioner without inner demons was the most potent entity in the universe, an eternally unchanging truth. Almost every living being feared the emergence of inner demons, all anticipating the day they could slay their inner demons, ascending to an unmatched existence.

Yang Zhen, who had just started his path, was already confronted with his inner demon, which shocked everyone; they were dumbfounded.

It was well known that Yang Zhen had two spiritual beasts by his side, one was a wretched cat, and the other a naughty chicken. The three together could annoy people to death, referred to by the world as the ‘True Chicken Cat Wretched Trio’.

On the other hand, the bond between Yang Zhen and the wretched cat and naughty chicken was incredibly deep.

Countless people stared dumbstruck at Yang Zhen, feeling an absurd sentiment within them.

How could they slay this inner demon?

Since when did the naughty chicken become a heavenly punishment?

Everyone present was dumbfounded by the scene, including Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er, as well as the wretched cat that loved stirring up trouble; they all looked agog.

Yang Zhen had now entered the demonic hindrance. Even if Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er were willing to protect his path, they could not enter. They could only helplessly watch, hoping Yang Zhen could make it out.

However, in this situation, for Yang Zhen to make it out, he had to slay the naughty chicken, his inner demon. For Yang Zhen, how could that possibly be easy?

“It’s over. Given the current situation, the naughty chicken’s probably doomed. The ‘True Chicken Cat Wretched Trio’, soon it’ll be the ‘True Chicken and Wretched Duo’.”

“This is what you get for defying the heavens. Yang Zhen’s dared to do anything and everything — he even dared to tempt a heavenly catastrophe. Now he messed up. But I don’t understand, the naughty chicken disappeared for a while, so how did it turn into a heavenly punishment?”

“Regardless of how the naughty chicken became a heavenly punishment, with Yang Zhen’s selfish and self-serving personality, the naughty chicken is doomed.”

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People were discussing furiously; some felt sorry for the naughty chicken, while some sympathized with Yang Zhen.

In this situation, either the naughty chicken dies, or Yang Zhen dies. What kind of method could save the Spirit Soul of the naughty chicken?

The naughty chicken’s Spirit Soul was evidently under the influence of the intentions of heaven and earth, becoming a heavenly punishment. In its eyes, Yang Zhen was just a living being daring to challenge the dignity of the heavens, an existence that must be erased.

If Yang Zhen wanted to solidify his Dao heart, he must slay his inner demons.

With that thought, many people clammed up. No matter what was said at this moment, it was inappropriate. Only Yang Zhen could make a choice, yet no matter the choice, it seemed erroneous.

The wretched cat’s face was riddled with anxiety as it stared at Yang Zhen suspended mid-air, muttering: “Damn it, kid, you have to hold on. The naughty chicken is not a naughty chicken anymore, it is now a heavenly punishment. If you can’t snatch its Spirit Soul from the heavens, you mustn’t hesitate… you have to kill… kill it.”

Hearing the words of the wretched cat, Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er shook involuntarily, looking at the wretched cat in disbelief.

Taking a deep breath, the wretched cat said: “Now the naughty chicken’s Spirit Soul has been assimilated by the heavenly punishment. If Yang Zhen can’t make a decision immediately, he is undoubtedly doomed.”

Hua Youyue took a deep breath, looked at the wretched cat, and asked, “How big is the possibility that Yang Zhen could save the naughty chicken?”

Han Yan’er anxiously turned her head, her eyes glued to the wretched cat.

The wretched cat rubbed his nose, looking at Yang Zhen while word by word, he said: “Almost… impossible!”

Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er’s eyes widened. Just as they were about to speak, the wretched cat scoffed and said, “Any feeling is the bane of ten thousand living beings. If one wants to elevate their realm to unmatched heights, they must behead these feelings. Because any living being that still harbors the slightest sentiment is shackled by heaven and earth.”

Hua Youyue’s eyes flickered with uncertainty. Regulating her emotions, she quietly watched Yang Zhen and muttered, “It means Yang Zhen actually has no choice right now?”

Shaking her head, Han Yan’er bit her lip and said, “This bastard always had a way and an idea, he must have a way to save the Golden Crow.”

“I hope so!” The wretched cat curled his lips and said, “Damn, I don’t want the naughty chicken to be annihilated either. But under these circumstances, Yang Zhen… what the hell is he going to do?”

Boom—!

The energy around Yang Zhen suddenly burst forth; terrifying waves of black fire fiercely burned on Yang Zhen, seeming as though they would consume the last shred of True Essence in the world.

Countless people gasped, looking at Yang Zhen with a mix of shock and confusion. Not a single one of them could fathom what Yang Zhen was thinking.

However, it was clear to everyone that Yang Zhen was furious to the extreme, glaring fixedly at the Golden Crow, the Great Missing Sword in his hand roaring and echoing. The figure of the Evil Shadow Black Glutton appeared and disappeared, emitting hehehe sounds that sent chills down everyone’s spines.

The Golden Crow, a spirit soul beast of earth and sky, was clearly more terrifying than the previous two beasts; two of which had been killed by Yang Zhen, and another swallowed by the Evil Shadow Black Glutton.

Faced with such an overwhelmingly powerful beast of earth and sky, or rather bird of earth and sky, the energy around Yang Zhen was more rampant than ever before.

Buzz—!

The heavens and earth hummed as if it were exploding from Yang Zhen’s body. Endless waves of energy surged in all directions, energy inscriptions danced all around, and the spirit soul power at Yang Zhen’s back manifested into an enormous energy vortex, shining alongside the seventh dragon-elephant conjured by the Dragon Elephant Prison Shaking Body, as if contesting against the heavens and earth.

“It’s over, Yang Zhen is going to take action!”

Seeing the terrifying Yang Zhen, everyone was shocked and watched intently at the Great Missing Sword in Yang Zhen’s hand.

The Great Missing Sword contained a holy spirit, and it was clear that the Evil Shadow Black Glutton was aware of the Golden Crow’s existence. Now against the Golden Crow in battle, the Evil Shadow Black Glutton let out occasional whimpers.

Kill the Golden Crow himself?

Everyone’s heart skipped a beat as they watched the violent energy waves clash in midair with shocked expressions.

Roar—!

The overwhelming Golden Crow let out a deafening roar, and with its eyes blood-red, it charged directly at Yang Zhen.

Under the horrified gazes of everyone present, Yang Zhen suddenly smiled.

Boom—!

The Great Missing Sword in Yang Zhen’s hand fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Its terrifying weight was like a massive hammer, heavily pounding onto everyone’s hearts.

Everyone was taken aback, unable to understand why the Great Missing Sword in Yang Zhen’s hand had fallen.

Just then, the aura around Yang Zhen abruptly vanished.

All of it vanished.

Yang Zhen stood there like an ordinary man, hanging in mid-air, his clothes rustling, but his smile brighter than ever.

Everyone nearly popped their eyes out, watching as the Golden Crow, roaring furiously, its whole body resembling a mountain, charged at Yang Zhen with the endless might of heaven and earth. Yang Zhen, however, had retracted all his aura and powers.

This was practically suicidal!

“No!”

Two crisp voices echoed.

Hua Youyue and Han Yan’er, with faces pale with fright, rushed toward Yang Zhen in unison.

However, before either of them could cross the range of punishment from heaven, they were repelled back by an invisible wave of energy.

A strange expression flashed across the sly cat’s face, and he said to the two women, “It’s useless. The barrier on Yang Zhen is incredibly unusual, it’s virtually not present in this world!”

“What does not present in this world mean?” Han Yan’er was taken aback as if she had realized something. She slowly came to a standstill, her gaze fixed on the Golden Crow charging down from above.

Boom!

A wave of destructive energy erupted, and Yang Zhen’s body was hit as if by a thunderbolt. He fell from mid-air and crashed heavily onto the ground.

“Has Yang Zhen actually… given up resisting?”

Everyone who saw this scene was utterly stunned, staring in disbelief.

Yang Zhen slowly stood up, a mouthful of fresh blood spewing out.