Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 531: Chapter 537: Actually, he is Yang Zhen! (Fourth update)

In the tea house, everyone looked blankly at Fang Zhongjian, before suddenly comprehending. The sword he mentioned, likely referred to the Unblemished Sword.

However, the current Unblemished Sword was already broken, melted by Yang Zhen into the Great Missing Sword.

Seeing Fang Zhongjian’s disheveled, frantic expression, everyone present felt a pang of pity. Who had he offended to have incurred Yang Dianfeng’s wrath?

But who could they blame? All the disciples from the Sacred Lands were far too arrogant. Without even asking, they drew their swords to attack Yang Zhen. If Yang Zhen’s strength hadn’t been superior to Fang Zhongjian’s, Yang Zhen would’ve been slain without a chance of existing between heaven and earth.

Master Tie who was in the crowd shook his head, sighing as he observed Fang Zhongjian. At this moment, his resentment towards Fang Zhongjian vanished without a trace, replaced by pity.

Lu Tianwei’s face twisted in embarrassment. Approaching the still-raised hand of Fang Zhongjian, he whispered something into his ear.

Fang Zhongjian’s face contorted. Pushing Lu Tianwei away, he glared at the Great Missing Sword in Yang Zhen’s hand, saying, “No, impossible, how is this possible? Senior Brother Li’s Divine Soul Imprint was on it. It’s a sacred weapon, how could it just be melted away like that?”

“Brother Fang, calm down. He…” Lu Tianwei smiled bitterly and said, “He actually doesn’t go by the name Yang Dianfeng, but by Yang Zhen.”

“Calm down? How do you expect me to calm down? That was Senior Brother Li’s beloved sword, now melted away by him. How can I explain this to Senior Brother Li?” Fang Zhongjian bellowed furiously, pointing at Yang Zhen, “I don’t care if he goes by Yang Dianfeng or Yang Zhen, today he will die… Wait, what you said his name was?”

“Yang Zhen!”

Boom——!

The whole tea house was abuzz. They’d been discussing Yang Zhen only to realize he’d been in front of them all along. Moreover, Yang Zhen turned out to be Yang Dianfeng.

Master Tie’s eyes nearly popped out of his skull. Upon hearing that Yang Dianfeng was actually Yang Zhen, Master Tie didn’t question Yang Zhen. Instead, he immediately swiveled to look at Luoluo, taken aback to find she didn’t look overly surprised or excited.

Master Tie relaxed on seeing Luoluo’s lack of reaction. She wasn’t as starstruck as he’d feared, which was within his tolerance. However, a moment later, Master Tie’s expression soured again. Staring at Luoluo, he asked, “Did you know all along that he’s Yang Zhen?”

Luoluo looked bewildered, “No, I just found out too.”

Humph!

Master Tie was no fool. He could tell whether Luoluo was lying or not. Swiftly turning to look at Yang Zhen again, he froze.

Yang Zhen, the upgraded Saint Weapon Broken Sword slung over his shoulder, turned to look at Fang Zhongjian and Lu Tianwei. He asked, “What about you two? Will you come at me one by one, or will you come together?”

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words.

If they hadn’t misjudged, the breath emanating from Yang Zhen was only at the Tribulation Crossing Period, yet he dared to challenge two Mahayana Phase practitioners simultaneously?

Was Yang Zhen getting overconfident from wielding the Saint Weapon?

Everyone stared at Yang Zhen in bewilderment. Even more surprisingly, Lu Tianwei chuckled bitterly, “Yang Zhen, there has never been any severe feud between us, just mere differences in our ideas. At most, we can agree to disagree. But now, you’ve destroyed the Unblemished Sword, which belongs to Li Cangxu. He will definitely not let you off.”

Yang Zhen looked at Lu Tianwei in surprise, then nodded, “You don’t need to remind me. Even if I hadn’t destroyed his Unblemished Sword, he wouldn’t have let me go. You should know, Sao Saint had been glaring at me since deep within the Mobei Abyss. He had already sworn to tarnish my reputation without even having met me once. Who did I offend?”

Everyone was stunned. They hadn’t expected this complication. Wasn’t it Yang Zhen who had proclaimed that he would challenge Li Cangxu?

Why did it suddenly seem like Yang Zhen and Li Cangxu had never met? Could it mean that Li Cangxu wanted to pick a fight with Yang Zhen?

Everyone eyed Yang Zhen with suspicion, but he appeared unperturbed and unwilling to lie about this matter.

Lu Tianwei sighed, saying, “The Sacred Land has been dormant for too long, and indeed our entrance into the world seems somewhat unsuitable, but…”

“Lu Tianwei!” Fang Zhongjian suddenly roared angrily, staring at Lu Tianwei, “Lu Tianwei, you’ve disappointed me. I never thought you, a proud disciple of the Heavenly Snow Holy Domain, would bow and scrape to such a fame-seeking charlatan. After today, I, Fang Zhongjian, do not recognize friends like you.”

After saying this, Fang Zhongjian ignored an obviously confused Lu Tianwei and turned to Yang Zhen, “Yang Zhen, if anything, you shouldn’t have destroyed Senior Brother Li’s Unblemished Sword. This was his most cherished Saint Weapon given by our master. Now that you’ve destroyed it, you’ve truly incited a feud.”

Fang Zhongjian laughed angrily, glared at Yang Zhen for a moment, then continued, “Don’t tell me you think a touch of fortune from the Mobei Abyss and having cultivation at the Tribulation Crossing Phase allows you to oppose those in the Mahayana Phase? Today I, Fang Zhongjian, tell you, you’re wrong.”

Yang Zhen laughed, looking at Fang Zhongjian and said, “So, Yang Zhen should stand here, anticipating being stabbed by your sword?”

“You!” Fang Zhongjian paused, harrumphing, “Quit your nonsensical talk!”

Yang Zhen burst out laughing, slammed the Great Missing Sword on the ground, and sneered, “Damn, I admire you guys’ talent for whitewashing and sidestepping the main issue, making it seem like such a beautiful thing. Come on, let Sao Saint see if your cultivation can truly offer a dazzling performance!”

“You’re courting death!” Fang Zhongjian roared, his arms trembled, and immediately a violent aura exploded from him, sweeping over the entire tea house in an instant.

Roar——!

A shocking roar resounded. From behind Fang Zhongjian, a large black bull with blood-red eyes and two horns roared up towards the sky. A turbulent wave of energy rolled around them, flipping tables and chairs all over the tea house, startling everyone.

Everyone looked at Fang Zhongjian with amazement. It was true, Fang Zhongjian was a powerhouse of the Mahayana Phase. His imposing manner was so dreadful and the phantom of the bull was truly terrifying.

Master Tie suddenly sneered, speaking to Yang Zhen, “Yang, be careful, lad. This avatar is the Bloody Eye Sky Bull, which is extremely ferocious!”

Upon hearing Master Tie address Yang Zhen as ‘Young Yang’, Luoluo instantly broke into a sweet smile,

Yang Zhen glanced back at Master Tie with a puzzled expression. Master Tie scoffed again, turning his face away, clearly not wanting to exchange glances with Yang Zhen.

“At this moment, you actually find the time to daydream. I’m surprised you managed to stay alive for this long!”

Fang Zhongjian sneered, and with a wave of his hands, a violent energy surge, like a raging tide, and carrying a terrible momentum, rushed straight at Yang Zhen.

In mid-air, the bellowing sound of the Bloody Eye Sky Bull resounded, and with a booming crash, it accelerated endlessly, charging at Yang Zhen with its horns.

All the people widened their eyes, deploying their True Essence around them in a hurry. Regardless of the terror unleashed by the Bloody Eye Sky Bull or Fang Zhongjian’s methods, both evoked a spine-chilling sensation in everyone. How could students from the Heavenly Spring Sacred Land not have formidable techniques?

Lu Tianwei opened his mouth, sighed, but couldn’t utter a word.

Under everyone’s focused gaze, Yang Zhen forcefully plugged the Great Missing Sword into the ground, snapped his fingers with a pop, and suddenly a small flame flickered on his fingertip.

Fang Zhongjian burst out laughing, looking disdainfully at Yang Zhen, “Yang Zhen, do you plan to fight me with this tiny flame?”

Yang Zhen paused, fishing out a self-made cigarette from his bosom to light it up and took a puff. He squinted at Fang Zhongjian and said, “You’re overthinking it!”

“What?” Fang Zhongjian was taken aback.

Boom——!

A terrifyingly loud noise echoed through the air, the whole tea house trembled. The roof suddenly exploded, and a dark shadow carrying thunderous fury descended from the sky. Amid the angry roar, it charged straight at the Bloody Eye Sky Bull.

It was the Evil Shadow Black Glutton!