Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes - Chapter 354:
Chapter 354: Chapter 361 – How to Chat Anymore? (First
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Translator: 549690339
Not to mention Yang Zhen, even the cheap cat got excited and made weird noises when it saw the leader being knocked away and couldn’t get up for a long time.
The horror of the Evil Shadow Black Glutton was not about how much it could swallow in one mouthful, it was more about its ability to plunge others into daydreams anytime, anywhere.
For people with weak willpower, it was truly a nightmare. A single strike could induce daydreams, leaving them trembling and unable to adjust for quite a while. It was as formidable as rigidity skills, or even more egregious, because this wasn’t passive. There was no cooldown. The effects were immediate upon contact.
If it came across someone who was rather lecherous, one strike could probably render them trembling to an orgasmic high and then put them into a saint mode.
Damn it!
The more he thought about it, the more terrifying it seemed!
Yang Zhen chuckled heartily, slung the Great Missing Sword over his shoulder, and said, “Congratulations, you got it right. Here’s a prize: a daydream for you!”
Boom—- !
A terrifying force erupted under Yang Zhen’s feet, causing the marshland to blow apart. Dragging the Great Missing Sword along, he rushed forward like a storm sweeping up the dirt and mud toward the leader.
The leader’s faced changed drastically, tried to act cool but ended up fumbling, quickly took two steps back, chattered to the members of his clan who were still fighting Hua Youyue and others, ranting frazzledly.
Those members of the Shanggeng Secret Clan who were still fighting with Hua Youyue and others all shook, left Hua Youyue and others, and began to rush towards Yang Zhen.
Hua Youyue and others, their faces changed drastically, were about to rush to Yang Zhen to assist him.
Yang Zhen laughed, the Great Missing Sword in his hand created strong gusts of wind, and he shouted loudly, “Don’t anyone come over, I will fight a hundred on my own!”
Hua Youyue and others were stunned upon hearing this and instantly stopped in their tracks.
Mo Xueling said anxiously, “Yang Zhen, don’t overdo it, those Shanggeng Secret Clan members have extremely elusive movements, and their swordsmanship is heav-… uhh…”
Hua Youyue also wore a subtle smile on her face, a mix of worry but mostly curiosity.
Facing so many Shanggeng Secret Clan members, not to mention their ability to disappear at any time, how could Yang Zhen fight a hundred on his own?
The next moment, Hua Youyue and Mo Xueling looked at each other, their faces showing an incredulous expression.
The others were looking at Yang Zhen with a bewildered expression while the cheap cat mumbled, “Damn, do these rabbits have a special fetish for being beaten? Why do they seem more comfortable the more they are beaten?” After those Shanggeng Secret Clan members chased after Yang Zhen, they obviously underestimated the terrifying power of the Great Missing Sword. Quite a few people tried to stop the Great Missing Sword with their exquisite little swords, naturally, they were sent flying by Yang Zhen’s Great Missing Sword. Amidst the howls of pain, their initial pitiful cries turned into moans before they even touched the ground, which made Yang Zhen’s hair stand on end.
It was just too horrifying!
The leader’s face changed again, this time turning as red as a beet, and he sternly shouted, “Yang Zhen’s weapon is strange. Do not clash with it head-on. Look for an opportunity to kill him!”
Wham— !
A roar echoed through the heaven and earth, all the practitioners of the Shanggeng Secret Clan disappeared, and the entire swamp area turned misty, making it nearly impossible for even Yang Zhen to distinguish between humans and illusionary breath released to confuse him.
“Damn, so what if you can become invisible?” Yang Zhen cursed loudly!
“At least, it could easily kill you!” said the leader, his voice echoing eerily, making Yang Zhen almost unleased his Great Missing Sword.
Although he couldn’t feel their precise energy, Yang Zhen could sense that they hadn’t left, but were circling around him, trying to find an opportunity to kill him in one fell swoop.
This was the power of the Shanggeng Secret Clan in a horrifying place like the Forbidden Land of Life. If they hid themselves, they were virtually invincible. Who could possibly handle them?
But Yang Zhen was somewhat confused, three thousand years ago, the Medicine Madman seemed to have encountered the Shanggeng Secret Clan here, and used the Earth Store Root to project the words ‘Damn it’ into the sky. Three thousand years had passed, and this group of Shanggeng Secret Clan was still fucking here?
If these people weren’t insane, then they probably weren’t a group, so engrossed in this place … Yang Zhen began to chuckle.
It was quite evident, this location kept the Shanggeng Secret Clan engrossed for at least three thousand years, which definitely indicated that there were treasures here!
Thinking about the treasures, Yang Zhen’s mood brightened up. Even the ethereal figures around him seemed pleasing. When Yang Zhen was happy, he wanted others to be happy too — he was just that kind of a good-natured person.
Boom —!
“Multiple shadow clones: go, Rimati!”
Whoosh whoosh whoosh, dozens of Yang Zhen rushed towards all directions. This scared the leader of the Shanggeng Secret Clan, making him sit on his butt and almost slide into the swamp.
“Impossible, you… you dared to use the power of the True Essence, you’re doomed, you’re doomed!”
Yang Zhen smirked, holding the Great Missing Sword, squatted down in front of the Shanggeng Secret Clan’s leader, and said, “Who told you that True Essence could only make shadow clones? Could a goblin like you comprehend the techniques of Sai Saint?”
“We are the great Shanggeng Secret Clan, not some goblins.”
Yang Zhen poked the leader with the Great Missing Sword, asking, “What clan?”
Shanggeng… Secret Clan!” The leader was trembling all over and his eyes rolled back, but he managed to grit his teeth and stick it out.
All the other members of the Shanggeng Secret Clan appeared, all of them staring intensely at Yang Zhen, except for two unlucky ones who had been slayed by Yang Zhen and his Great Missing Sword.
Yang Zhen glanced at the crowd behind him. All his duplicates infused a hint of spirit soul power and then exploded.
Beat the hell out of them!
Boom —!
A member of the Secret Clan was blasted away.
“This one is real!” The rest of them shrieked, rushing at Yang Zhen. They were then blasted away by Yang Zhen’s attacks.
Yang Zhen, squatting in front of the leader, hushed him and poked him with the Great Missing Sword. The leader trembled again. Yang Zhen whispered, “Don’t tell them that this is the real me. Look, you tremble as soon as I poke you!”
The leader looked horrified at Yang Zhen, “Devil, you’re a devil!”
Yang Zhen slapped the leader on the head, “How can I, the Sao Saint, be a devil, which doesn’t even deserve the stage? I ask you, your invisibility is quite impressive. How did you manage it_________ ”
Yang Zhen’s eyes widened, “If you dare say it’s racial talent, I’ll throw you into the swamp.”
The leader almost cried. His eyes lost focus. The daydream feature of the Great Missing Sword was too powerful for him to bear.
In addition to that, Yang Zhen was acting like a devil. He got the leader wrapped around his finger, both in terms of martial arts and tactics.
The leader saw Yang Zhen’s terrifying eyes and said woefully, “It… it’s a natural talent.”
Yang Zhen sighed, shaking his head, “Then it’s unplayable, you say it’s a talent how can I, Sao Saint, learn it? Wouldn’t you say? How are we going to have a good conversation now?”
Hearing that Yang Zhen indeed wanted to learn this talent, the leader glanced at the Great Missing Sword, fearing that Yang Zhen was about to hit him. He swallowed loudly, his neck rigid, his face looked like it had accepted his fate.
Thump thump thump!
About twenty people fell in front of the leader. All their eyes rolled back, several of them were vomiting. What horrified the leader even more was that two of them had wet their pockets. Moreover, they were clinging to each other, biting madly. They… they were two men!
No, no, no… don’t hit…” The leader quickly waved his hand, saying anxiously:
“You… can learn it..”
