Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes-Chapter 831 - 847 Where is it? (Four more)

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Chapter 831: Chapter 847 Where is it? (Four more)

Behind the Ancient Bronze Hall, there was not just a great hall, but an extensive world.

Yang Zhen floated in midair with a dumbfounded expression, gazing at the endless landscape and murmuring to himself, “Damn, have I stumbled into a Sealed Land?”

This place was definitely underground; Yang Zhen was very clear about that. The explosion of the Seven Yin and Seven Yang Land would definitely not send people blasting into the sky, and even less so on the surface—only underground could such a chaotic world appear, complete with an endless abyss.

If this really was a Sealed Land, then it would be quite shocking. After all, what kind of power could completely seal off such a vast and terrifying world, so that even Heaven and Earth could not find it?

Yang Zhen had always heard of Sacred Lands emerging, including the Yaochi Holy Land and the Heavenly Pivot Holy Land that had just appeared before the world when Yang Zhen arrived in the Western Region.

But how exactly these Sacred Lands had come into existence—whether a territory had suddenly appeared or a place had undergone earth-shaking changes overnight to form the range of a Sacred Land’s power—Yang Zhen had not heard of, nor had he ever seen it.

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Now, upon entering the Ancient Bronze Hall, Yang Zhen actually saw with his own eyes a vast world rich in Heaven and Earth Qi, a visual impact that almost left him unable to react.

Startled exclamations came from around him—obviously, others had also discovered this possibility.

“It is a Sealed Land; I never thought that behind the Ancient Bronze Hall there would actually be a Sealed Land.”

“My god, how could such a place exist? It’s even more extensive than the Heavenly Pivot Holy Land. Which Sacred Land’s Sealed Land is this, and why has it not appeared until now?”

“Yao Saint Lord, do you know what this place is?”

Many people craned their necks toward the Yaochi Holy Land’s lord, who was hovering midair with a look of bewilderment. With a face flickering with shock, the lord replied in a deep voice, “The Heavenly Pivot Holy Land and the Yaochi Holy Land were the two largest Sacred Lands in the Western Region thousands of years ago. At that time, there were no forces that could surpass them. I have never heard of this place.”

The crowd struggled to stabilize themselves and slowly landed on the ground, especially the Yaochi Holy Land’s lord. Just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly became stern, and he looked at Yang Zhen with astonishment.

Yang Zhen also landed on the ground, but he was still unable to move and lay there in a very disheveled state. Yet a surging wave of energy suddenly burst from his body, rushing into the air and, in the blink of an eye, becoming a sweeping force that left onlookers agape.

“What’s wrong with Yang Zhen?”

Everyone was startled by Yang Zhen’s condition. Han Yan’er and Hua Youyue, among others, approached Yang Zhen with somber expressions and asked, “Yang Zhen, are you okay?”

Yang Zhen barely lifted his head, cracked a smile, and said, “It’s nothing; the Heavenly Que Pattern is just being a bit temperamental. I’ll handle it.”

The Heavenly Que Pattern, being a refined Heaven and Earth True Pattern, was somewhat difficult to assimilate. Yang Zhen wasn’t sure whether he was now suffering a backlash, but there wasn’t a single part of his body that did not ache.

Fortunately, Yang Zhen was not new to absorbing the essence of this sort of Heaven and Earth True Pattern. After getting a bit familiar with it, he realized what was happening. He promptly released the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern to contend with the Heavenly Que Pattern.

The essences of the two Heaven and Earth True Patterns waged a thunderous battle, using Yang Zhen’s body as their battlefield.

The Heavenly Que Pattern, one of the three most mystical sources of the Nine Heavenly Patterns, contained changes in the heavenly order and was said to have never been successfully assimilated by anyone.

Yang Zhen speculated that the reason the Demon God Territory had inscribed the Heavenly Que Pattern onto the bronze door was precisely because no one had been able to successfully refine it, thus they resorted to this desperate measure.

On one hand, it was to control the Heavenly Que Pattern, preventing it from disappearing into the cosmos, and on the other hand, it was a necessity, using the Heavenly Que Pattern to alter the heavenly order.

It wasn’t until Yang Zhen forcibly extracted the Heavenly Que Pattern from the bronze door that the current situation unfolded.

The Yaochi Holy Land’s lord looked at Yang Zhen with concern. Just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly turned grave, and he looked toward the far north.

Within this boundless world, there was little difference from the outside world. The trees hustled, Heaven and Earth Qi was abundant, and the rolling hills emitted a semblance of spiritual aura.

In the extreme northern direction, numerous people were rushing this way, their presence so imposing that it was difficult for anyone to remain calm.

Everyone felt the terrifying surge of energy coming from midair, and it turned out that most were warriors in the Circulation Phase, which caught them all by surprise. Their expressions filled with shock, they watched the oncoming crowd and exclaimed in astonishment, “Who are all these people?”

“Golden armor, golden weapons, could these be the legendary Demon Emperor Guard?”

Upon hearing the name ‘Demon Emperor Guard,’ everyone, including the Yaochi Sacred Master, felt a shiver down their spine and quickly gathered together.

“Who dares to trespass the Demon God Territory?”

The incomers numbered around forty or fifty, all of them strong figures in the Circulation Phase, clad in radiant gold armor and mostly wielding golden longswords, rather than the golden spears Yang Zhen had mentioned.

The leader was a tall young woman whose armor accentuated her exquisite figure, her thighs in particular were as striking as Han Yan’er’s long legs.

All eyes unconsciously fell upon the young woman’s legs, and it was only after her reprimand that they were startled into looking at her face.

Yang Zhen also felt the presence of the newcomers and struggled to open his eyes to see those long legs, but before he could shift his gaze to the young woman’s face, his eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness.

The next moment, Yang Zhen’s consciousness appeared in a dark space, filled with flickering purple lightning that looked like long dragons floating turbulently in the air.

Waves of terrifying power poured down from the heavens, all of them aiming straight for Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen was startled and hastily braced himself, his Great Missing Sword appeared with a thunderous boom as he swung his hands, the dark light surged, and he unleashed a fierce assault on the purple lightning.

What followed took Yang Zhen by surprise, a dragon exuding an endless wild aura, roaring and howling as it burst out from behind him, and even Yang Zhen felt his heart skip a beat at the endless terrifying presence.

“Desolate Heavenly True Pattern?”

Yang Zhen’s eyes suddenly widened in disbelief at the horrifying scene before him.

Since when had the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern become a dragon?

The dragon reared its head and roared, lifelike in detail, with Yang Zhen even able to see whiskers elegantly fluttering in midair.

Boom——!

A deafening blast sounded as the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern collided with the purple lightning, and the two began to roar and snarl furiously at each other.

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Yang Zhen watched in bewilderment as the Desolate Heavenly True Pattern battled the purple heavenly lightning, and suddenly felt something off about the Great Missing Sword in his hand. He glanced down instinctively, and immediately let go.

What he held no longer resembled the Great Missing Sword; while it did have a similar shape, both the weight and color were entirely different.

In the instant that Yang Zhen released his grip, a clashing sound like the ringing of armor pierced through the heavens and earth, and a dazzling ray of light surged through the sky.

“Genjin True Pattern?”

Yang Zhen exclaimed in shock, his face a picture of confusion. He looked down at his nearly transparent body and rolled his eyes:

“What the hell… can someone tell me, what kind of place is this?”