Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 943: Chapter 970: The Entrance of the War God! (Part 1) Chapter 943: Chapter 970: The Entrance of the War God! (Part 1) When Yang Zhen woke up again, it was already the morning of the third day.

The first thing Yang Zhen did upon opening his eyes was to observe his body. After discovering that he wasn’t missing any arms or legs, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Upon internal inspection, Yang Zhen was suddenly startled, his face showing a shocked expression, almost stunned by the roaring of the surging waves.

After this sleep, the bloodline aura within Yang Zhen’s body had turned tumultuous, amidst the rushing streams. There seemed to be thunder roaring, and the wild posture left Yang Zhen dumbfounded, so careful not to make a move, for fear that a careless action would burst his blood vessels.

This was too terrifying. Yang Zhen sat dumbfounded on the coffin, his face filled with disbelief. Who could endure such raging and roaring bloodlines within, like the ferocity of a vast river?

Yang Zhen had once felt the violent torrents of the Mother River in his own domain on the Azure Planet. That grand aura was something Yang Zhen would never forget in his lifetime, and now that feeling had come back, inside his own body no less.

Although Yang Zhen did not know what this change would bring him, he was certain that it was not a bad thing.

In the world of cultivation, there are many methods to temper bloodlines, and any that can enhance the strength of the bloodline are viewed as treasures. Anyone who gets such a cultivation method would carefully and secretly cultivate it because these methods are so rare. Even a superpower like the Great Nether Dynasty might not be able to produce two such methods.

Yang Zhen had inexplicably elevated his bloodline, and such a terrifying enhancement at that. The strength inside his body had once again increased by a large margin, and under these circumstances, there was no need to improve the grade of the Dragon Elephant Prison Shaking Body in order to continue tempering his body.

After reaching this conclusion, Yang Zhen grinned with a smile.

The gains this time were considerable, not only had he enhanced his bloodline, but he had also obtained a Heavenly Book.

A Heavenly Book?

Where did the Heavenly Book go?

Yang Zhen’s face changed, and he quickly immersed his mind in the Divine Consciousness Space.

Within the Divine Consciousness Space, three Heavenly Books floated in the air, forming a triad.

The Heavenly Book of Profound Principles, the Ksitigarbha Chapter, the Attacking Life Chapter!

Seeing the effulgent glow emitted by the three Heavenly Books, Yang Zhen smiled like a fool, filled with happiness.

Especially upon seeing the third Heavenly Book, named the Attacking Life Chapter, Yang Zhen’s curiosity was piqued. Upon touching it with his mind, a burst of cyan light exploded forth, resembling a light that dazzled the world, covering the entire Divine Consciousness Space.

True Essence soars to heaven, the energy and blood attack life.

The Attacking Life Chapter of the Heavenly Book was a method for tempering the bloodline, and it practically included all bloodline attacks, countless ones that Yang Zhen had and had not heard of.

“Damn, this is big,”

Yang Zhen dumbfoundedly looked at the content in the Attacking Life Chapter, even startling himself. This was an incredible Heavenly Book, and its content was more profound and mysterious than that of the Profound Principles and Ksitigarbha Chapters.

Of course, each Heavenly Book had its own unique features, and it was difficult to say which was more precious. It was just that Yang Zhen did not know much about the aspect of attacking life, and that was why he was deeply shocked.

When Yang Zhen saw the Heavenly Fragrance bloodline of the Heavenly Fragrance Holy Root in the introduction of the Attacking Life Chapter, his eyes instantly widened.

So the special bloodline the young lady had was the Heavenly Fragrance bloodline?

Once the Heavenly Fragrance bloodline’s attacking life reached great achievement, one would remain youthful forever, aroma spreading between heaven and earth, and upon breaking through to the Saint Realm, one could nearly become immortal. This… was an amazing young lady.

Standing up like a child holding a treasure, Yang Zhen looked up, pondering how to leave this place.

The dark waters were suspended in mid-air, and it wasn’t too difficult for Yang Zhen to pass through them. However, if he were to leave just like that, and someone were to discover this place, and destroy the legendary Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin without obtaining the inheritance, that wouldn’t be good.

Perhaps he could set up some protections here to block others from entering?

Yang Zhen crouched down and patted the coffin, murmuring to himself, “No matter if you are a big brother or a big sister, this Sao Saint can only do so much. I hope you will wake up soon, damn, the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin, you have to be at least a Saint Realm character when you wake up, right?”

A Saint Realm powerhouse was not something a Half-step Great Saint could compare to. A Saint Realm powerhouse could not be overwhelmed by a Half-step Great Saint, which shows how big the gap is between a Half-step Great Saint and a Saint Realm powerhouse.

No sooner had Yang Zhen finished speaking and was about to start, than a world-shaking roar came.

Moo!

Moo?

Yang Zhen was shocked, his eyes suddenly bulging round as he looked in astonishment at the Nine Dragons skeletons beside him.

Boom!

Terrifying tremors came forth, and as the nine bone dragons roared sky-shatteringly, waves of torrential aura emanated from them. Amidst the surging dark light, a mist enveloped the Nine Dragons’ remains.

The next moment, Yang Zhen was completely dumbfounded.

The nine bone dragons simultaneously roared towards the heavens and, to his disbelief, took flight.

Boom—!

A muffled clangor of metallic resonance sounded, and amidst the shaking, a gigantic bronze coffin slowly ascended and, in a flash, plunged into the dark waters.

Yang Zhen stood atop the coffin, surrounded by terrifying and tumultuous auras, his thoughts as vast and wild as the waves.

It was flying, it was really flying—the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin had actually taken to the skies.

Yang Zhen’s face was a mix of horror and excitement as his robe fluttered intensely. Out of nowhere, a surge of arrogance washed over him. He took out the Great Missing Sword and slung it over his shoulder, looking very much like a war god emerging from the Nine Nether Purgatory.

“I wonder what expression that Daoist Simpleton and Cheap Cat bastard would have seeing such a shocking entrance by this Sao Saint,” he mused aloud.

A playful expression appeared on Yang Zhen’s face as he willed it, and the power of his bloodline within him erupted instantly, causing wave-like sounds to burst forth from his body. Auras swirled around him, filled with a sense of power.

“This is how a war god makes an entrance!”

Yang Zhen laughed heartily, “Daoist Simpleton, Cheap Cat, the Sao Saint has returned!”

…

Within the abyss, Cheap Cat looked worriedly at Han Yan’er and asked solemnly, “Little Daoist Simpleton, are you okay?”

Han Yan’er, holding the Sun Shadow sword with turbulent qi and blood, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stared at the Half-step Great Saint and three Celestial Phase experts in front of her, shaking her head, “I won’t die!”

In front of them, a seemingly young Half-step Great Saint with a playful look on his face shook his head and clicked his tongue in wonder, “Young lady, if I were you, I wouldn’t resist so stubbornly. Yang Zhen has destroyed the Great Nether Purgatory, ruining almost all of the Great Nether Dynasty’s millennia of preparation. No matter where he flees, he is bound to die. Why are you so insistently fighting for a man doomed to death?”

“Pah!”

Before Han Yan’er could speak, Cheap Cat’s eyes widened as he cursed, pointing at the man’s nose and yelling, “You shameless son of a turtle, bullying a young girl at the Divine Transformation Stage. What skill is that? If you have the guts, fight with me. Let’s see if I don’t slap you to death, you white-eyed wolf.”

“Trash!”

A Celestial Phase expert standing behind the Half-step Great Saint huffed coldly, his eyes flashing like lightning as he charged at Cheap Cat. His sword danced beautifully in his hands, and with a pretty flourish, he struck at Cheap Cat: “Die!”

Swish!

No martial arts can withstand swiftness—the strike of the Celestial Phase expert was fast as lightning, sheathing his sword almost at the same moment, not even sparing Cheap Cat a glance as he turned and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Cheap Cat stared at his chest, the pain so intense his facial expression changed.

He had lost a single hair!

The Half-step Great Saint and the other two Celestial Phase experts had wild changes in their expressions, looking at the casually standing Celestial Phase expert with embarrassment written all over their faces.

“What happened?” The Celestial Phase expert, noticing everyone’s expressions, turned back in astonishment, his eyes nearly popping out:

“How is this possible?”

Cheap Cat, grieving over his lost fur, cursed loudly, “Damn it, it’s just a hair, what the hell are you showing off for? In terms of showing off, can you outdo Yang Xiaozi?”

“Hmph!”

The Half-step Great Saint’s face turned an iron blue, looking strangely at Cheap Cat, “Pity, he’s not here!”

Cheap Cat paused, just as he was about to speak, when a terrifying booming sound came from the dark waters, startling everyone.