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Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes-Chapter 946 - 973 Bad Premonition (Four updates)
Chapter 946: Chapter 973: Bad Premonition! (Four updates)
Chapter 946: Chapter 973: Bad Premonition! (Four updates)
Seeing the expression on that cheap cat’s face, Yang Zhen asked curiously, “Do you know the guy inside the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin?”
Although he had no idea who was lying inside the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin, Yang Zhen could tell from the aura that once he was resurrected, he would definitely be a powerful being on the level of a Great Saint.
Just what is this damn cat’s background, to actually know so many Great Saints?
Seeing the weird expression on Yang Zhen’s face, that cheap cat hesitated for a moment before saying, “It seems like I do know him, but then again, it’s as if I don’t. If my memory serves me right, something like the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin could only be done by that guy, the Nine Dragons Great Saint. I didn’t expect that even he couldn’t escape calamity.”
“Who is it?”
Han Yan’er asked curiously from the side. At this moment, she had already forgotten that Yang Zhen repeatedly said she was his woman.
The grandeur of the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin was simply too overwhelming, enough to shake one to the core. Practitioners in the world of cultivation couldn’t even begin to imagine that there could be such a terrifying existence in this universe.
That cheap cat furrowed its brows and said, “I can’t quite remember. It seems like someone called Yuan Xiu Zhu. He was indeed a Great Saint. Back when that guy single-handedly and furiously cut down three hundred and sixty heavenly tribulations with one sword, Yuan Xiu Zhu was right by his side.”
Yang Zhen asked with a curious face, “What’s the deal with that guy? He dared to take on three hundred and sixty heavenly tribulations with a single sword. Did the heavens owe his family a rice field?”
That cheap cat glanced at Yang Zhen and said, “Kid, you don’t need to ask about that. Even if you asked, I wouldn’t know. Back then, it was all a mystery, let alone now. In fact, it’s quite impressive that people nowadays can still remember someone like him. Do you think it’s easy for an existence that even the heavens want to eradicate to be passed down?”
Yang Zhen curled his lips and said, “If you don’t want to talk about it, then fine. The world has already recovered, and one day, sooner or later, these secrets will come to light. Since there’s nothing more to do here, let’s get going quickly, in case the Great Nether Dynasty insanely goes after Chilong, the Shangyuan Sect may not be able to hold them off.”
The three of them made their way out of the abyss and upon seeing the long-missed sunlight, felt much more comfortable.
On the way, Han Yan’er’s cultivation had been rapidly increasing, but Yang Zhen felt the pace was still somewhat slow.
Under the resurgence of the heavens and the earth, many powerful beings had appeared. Although today’s events were shocking but not dangerous, Yang Zhen still felt somewhat uneasy.
If there comes a day when he’s not by Han Yan’er’s side, let’s not even talk about facing a Half-step Great Saint—even a practitioner at the Celestial Phase would be very dangerous for her.
Along the way, Yang Zhen considered that it seemed necessary for Han Yan’er’s cultivation to be improved.
But cultivation improvement wasn’t something that could be accomplished overnight. Yang Zhen could cultivate rapidly, his talent was evident for all to see, but Han Yan’er was different. Her talent wasn’t very strong; at the very least, not to the extent of the young lady’s, which was several times stronger, not to mention at the level of Yang Zhen’s.
Han Yan’er seemed to have also realized this problem and came to Yang Zhen’s side, whispering, “If there’s danger, I can stay away from you.”
Her implication was clear—Han Yan’er didn’t want to become a burden to Yang Zhen.
Given Han Yan’er’s stubborn and prideful character, for her to say something like this, one could only imagine how hard it must have been for her.
Yang Zhen looked deeply into Han Yan’er’s eyes, took her hand firmly, and said in a serious tone, “Remember what I’ve told you, you all are my family. If anyone dares to hurt you, even if it’s the Jade Emperor himself, I still have to teach him a lesson.”
“But…”
Before Han Yan’er could continue, Yang Zhen firmly kissed her, silencing her word.
In that moment, the universe seemed to stand still.
After a long while, Yang Zhen grinned and looking into Han Yan’er’s eyes, he said, “Don’t worry, cultivation isn’t something that happens overnight, but there are many ways to increase one’s cultivation level. There won’t be any side effects, I assure you, you’ll climb eighteen floors in one go without feeling tired at all.”
Han Yan’er glared at Yang Zhen and turned her head away. This time, she didn’t draw her Sun Shadow Sacred Sword, but she spat lightly and said, “You’re so frivolous!”
Yang Zhen was thrilled. Han Yan’er, who kept her sword sheathed, was stunningly beautiful. Her every move could captivate the soul, especially those long, beautiful legs—they were to die for.
Looking at the demure Han Yan’er, Yang Zhen, filled with pride, patted his chest and said, “I’ll lay it out here today. After we bring back the sect master and the others, both of your cultivation levels—I’ll raise them to the Celestial Phase.”
A trace of joy passed over Han Yan’er’s face. Since Yang Zhen had said such words, it meant he could definitely make it happen, and that too, without any adverse consequences.
Originally, Han Yan’er thought her cultivation speed was fast enough, but now it seemed that, facing the endlessly emerging strong adversaries, even with Yang Zhen as a guide, her cultivation speed was still somewhat unable to keep up.
If she could enhance her cultivation level without any concerns for the future, Han Yan’er was still very much tempted.
The three of them headed westward, not encountering anyone from the Great Nether Dynasty, but they hadn’t ceased to hear about the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin.
Some said the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin came from the heavens, a descent of the gods to the mortal realm, seeking to pass on the legacy of a war deity.
Others said the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin actually originated from the Nine Nether Purgatory, a demon lord from hell intent on destroying the world.
Amidst the various rumors, Yang Zhen and the others were left speechless.
“These people are spouting nonsense, cluelessly spreading rumors. When three people say it, it becomes a tiger; how frightening the words of others can be,” the cheeky cat said as he shook his head and wagged his tail, drawing sidelong glances and stares from passersby.
“What does a demon cat like you know? My master’s third cousin personally witnessed the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin emerge from the Nine Nether Purgatory, destroying three great mountains along its path before finally vanishing into the western heavens and earth.”
Upon hearing this, the surrounding crowd was immediately astounded, naturally gathering around the speaker.
Yang Zhen and the cheeky cat, taken aback, exchanged glances and then wormed their way into the crowd as well.
Han Yan’er watched the man and the cat, curious as babies, somewhat amused yet helplessly followed them in.
Once inside, Han Yan’er almost drew her sword and chopped the two idiots up.
Yang Zhen and the cheeky cat were squatting on the ground, looking up in awe at the Practitioner spouting nonsense before them, their expressions of shock were as exaggerated as possible.
If it hadn’t been for her seeing with her own eyes Yang Zhen riding the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin bursting out of the black waters, Han Yan’er would have believed that the two idiots, Yang Zhen and the cheeky cat, had truly never seen the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin.
“You have no idea how terrifying it was at that time; it felt like the entire world was going to be destroyed. My master’s third cousin is a Practitioner in the Celestial Phase, have you ever heard of the Great Nether Dynasty? He is an inner disciple of the Great Nether Dynasty’s sub branch,”
the Practitioner boasted, looking around at the crowd, pausing especially on the faces of his two mesmerized fans, Yang Zhen and the cheeky cat, pleasing himself with their admiration before continuing, “They say it was so dark that day, my master’s third cousin exhausted all his strength but couldn’t get near the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin, and had to return to report it to the sect. The reason so many powerful figures from the Great Nether Dynasty are here is to chase after the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin. And do you know where the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin went to?”
“Where did it go?” Yang Zhen asked with an adoring face.
“Hey, after I tell you, you must not spread it around, or else offending the Great Nether Dynasty, no one will fare well.”
The Practitioner said with a mysterious air, prompting the crowd to eagerly press him for the information.
“Fellow Daoist, do tell quickly.”
“Exactly, you’re hanging us on tenterhooks and not speaking; are you doing it on purpose?”
“It is said that the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin vanished in the Westernmost Land, and now countless Practitioners are rushing toward the Westernmost Land, but where exactly has it fallen?”
The crowd murmured among themselves, ultimately all turning their gaze back to the Practitioner who had just spoken.
With a slight cough, that Practitioner said in a surreptitious tone, “You must also be unable to obtain accurate news. I, although not particularly distinguished, happen to be one of the few who knows the exact details. The Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin, in fact, has settled in a place of the Nine Dragons.”
“Where is this place of the Nine Dragons?” Yang Zhen’s heart stirred, not knowing why, he suddenly had a bad premonition.
“The place of the Nine Dragons is a naturally formed terrain that emerged when the heavens and the earth were divided; it’s said to be where nine dragons coil, shaping the heavens. The specific location seems to be near a place called White Cloud Mountain.”
Boom—!
Yang Zhen’s head exploded with shock.
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