Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 906: Chapter 932 Who Do You Look Down Upon? Chapter 906: Chapter 932 Who Do You Look Down Upon? What’s the big deal about being a Half-step Great Saint, does that give you the right to be so arrogant?

Oh my, looking down at people through your nostrils, from the moment you came out to the moment you left, you didn’t even glance properly at Yang Zhen. It’s like he’s just a gust of air, not even worth a look.

Even if he wasn’t facing a Half-step Great Saint, that ‘scram’ would not have made Yang Zhen just walk away. Now with that ‘scram’, his stubborn temperament was completely aroused.

Even that greedy cat thought Yang Zhen wouldn’t dare to stir up trouble under the Half-step Great Saint’s watchful eye, let alone the Half-step Great Saint himself.

The Ksitigarbha Skill that Yang Zhen possessed was not for nothing, he sped towards the direction of the large mountain with the velocity of lightning, and soon he felt a tremendous force blocking his path.

Clearly, Yang Zhen had arrived next to the Dragon-Trapping Sky-Sealing Tower, and to break through any further would be dangerous.

Even from ten-odd zhang beneath the ground, the roaring from above could be heard. Below the Dragon-Trapping Sky-Sealing Tower, where dragons thundered and shouted to the heavens, terrifying forces broke through the ground towards Yang Zhen. Even with his Dragon Elephant Prison Shaking Body, he found the force almost deafening and hard to resist.

This was the terrifying power of a Half-step Great Saint!

Although the roaring dragon had not broken through to the Saint Realm, mythical beasts possess exceptional innate talents. With a cultivation of the Celestial Phase, it already compared to a Half-step Great Saint. Otherwise, these people would not need to use the Dragon-Trapping Sky-Sealing Tower, as just two Half-step Great Saints could have killed the roaring dragon.

Yang Zhen took a deep breath, locked his inner breath, and concealed all detectable fluctuations of his aura as he rushed towards the surface. When he was about four to five zhang from the ground, he could hear the voices of people talking overhead.

“…Have they all left?”

A stifled voice first entered Yang Zhen’s ears, and he was momentarily stunned, then quickly realized ‘left’ probably referred to the practitioners from the cultivation continent.

Indeed, the voice of the Half-step Great Saint came through without any emotion, “They were but a bunch of nobodies, easy to drive away. Although the emergence of the roaring dragon coincides with the Creation of Heaven and Earth, we cannot allow any external factors to affect our plans. Is the saintess ready?”

Saintess?

Yang Zhen was puzzled, why did this scene seem so familiar?

Then he recalled that when the Sha Clan emerged, there was also talk of opening the heavens, and a saintess had to prepare for a heavenly sacrifice.

Were these people planning to perform a heavenly sacrifice as well?

Sacrificing a living saintess, these people were indeed up to no good.

But this had little to do with Yang Zhen. These people were arrogant and looked down on others. Sure, they had the strength to back it up, but that didn’t give them the right to be so dismissive, did it?

Yang Zhen sneered, not caring about the saintess or their affair. It was the words of these two individuals, devoid of any substance, that were particularly irritating.

Go on, tell me why you need to kill the roaring dragon? It hasn’t eaten your rice, nor has it harmed your clan members. Even if you covet something it guards, why not declare your intentions openly and amuse me?

Regrettably, both individuals seemed to be as reticent as ever, only exchanging a few words before falling silent again.

Yang Zhen quietly followed the movements above ground, making his way deeper into the mountain. Before long, he was astonished.

Not far ahead, a grand underground palace appeared before Yang Zhen. He could sense the palace’s vast aura without even using his divine sense—the grand aura ancient and full of vitality, quite the opposite of the drabness one might expect from an underground palace.

Just as Yang Zhen hesitated whether to enter, he heard rhythmic knocking from above.

With the grating sound of stone grinding on stone, a huge slab that blocked Yang Zhen’s path slowly lifted.

Yang Zhen almost laughed out loud; he had been worrying about how to enter the underground palace without breaking any seals, and here it was opening on its own. It seemed the designer of this underground palace had not anticipated enemies burrowing in from below.

Taking advantage of this, Yang Zhen slipped into the underground palace but could no longer sense the presence of that person. After cautiously circling around inside for a long time, he finally heard some voices.

“…Grandmother, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If we don’t leave now, I’m afraid we’ll never be able to escape.”

A young woman’s voice, anxious and soft, if not for the silence within the underground palace, Yang Zhen would hardly have heard her clearly.

Something’s up!

This is the right way to have a conversation.

So here I am, having barged in. As a stranger in these parts, this type of conversation allows me to catch some news, so I’m not just like a headless fly, right?

Yang Zhen took a deep breath, held it, and moved closer to the source of the voices.

The sounds were coming from a stone chamber that was dim and musty, almost making Yang Zhen wrinkle his nose in distaste.

As he drew closer, what seemed to be the voice of the elder called ‘grandmother’ came through, “Hmph, with the heavens and the earth wide open, the people from Heaven Factory would surely be most vigilant. Leaving now would spell our doom if caught.”

“But I heard that with the emergence of the roaring dragon, they’ve prepared for so many years and surely wouldn’t miss this chance. If they obtain ‘that thing,’ we will never have another day in the sun.”

The grandmother’s voice paused thoughtfully. After a long while that tested Yang Zhen’s patience, her voice came again, “Yue’er, I can guarantee your escape from this place, but you must remember my words. Once you leave, you should never return.”

“What?” Yue’er’s voice revealed confusion, her surprise evident, “Grandmother, the Great Nether Dynasty has a vendetta of extermination against us. Now is our perfect chance; you… why would you… ?”

The grandmother sighed, “There’s no chance. Against the Great Nether Dynasty of today, we have no hope. Yue’er, you are the last Spirit Maiden of our Heavenly Moon clan. If you die, our clan is truly finished.”

“But…”

“There are no ‘buts.’ We can’t afford to take this risk, nor should we!”

Another silence ensued. Yang Zhen, thoroughly engrossed, simply sat down, leaning against the wall to listen to the end.

The situation was now clear to him; this place was like a dungeon, imprisoning a grandmother and her granddaughter.

Yang Zhen could not detect any aura from the two individuals, but no matter how one looked at it, they didn’t seem like they had the cultivation to defeat a Half-step Great Saint. In such a case, it wouldn’t just be difficult to escape, but even leaving this underground palace might prove challenging.

Poor fellows!

As they conversed, taking turns speaking and even arguing in between, Yang Zhen finally managed to understand the ins and outs of the situation.

…

Unbelievably, these two, a grandmother and her granddaughter, were the archenemies of the Great Nether Dynasty, the descendants of the Heavenly Moon Sacred Ground. For tens of thousands of years, the two forces had been crushing each other, until now, the Heavenly Moon Sacred Ground lay in ruins, its people either exiled or slaughtered. This pair of grandmother and granddaughter had, by some mishap, been captured by the Great Nether Dynasty and brought here to this underground palace.

The grandmother no longer wished for the descendants of the Heavenly Moon Sacred Ground to suffer more casualties, while the young woman, known as Yue’er, was driven by revenge, unwilling to let the Great Nether Dynasty get away with their deeds, even if it meant the entire Heavenly Moon Sacred Ground was annihilated.

Yang Zhen clicked his tongue in wonder; it was clear that these two had no understanding of the current predicament they were in.

If the Heavenly Moon Sacred Ground still possessed some strength to resist, this would be the perfect moment to break out.

At the beginning of heaven and earth, the emergence of Chi Long had led the Great Nether Dynasty to use over a hundred Celestial Phase powerhouses and at least two Half-step Great Saints to activate the Dragon Locking Heavenly Pillar in an attempt to suppress Chi Long.

If the Heavenly Moon Sacred Ground could even cause a bit of chaos for the Great Nether Dynasty at this moment, it was likely that the various forces of the cultivation world would follow suit and rush in, thoroughly muddling the waters.

Fishing in troubled waters has always been a favorite tactic of the cultivation world and even other powers of the Great Desolation.

Yet there was nothing. Absolutely nothing.

Yang Zhen had not encountered anyone from the Heavenly Moon Sacred Ground on his way here, let alone a coordinated assault.

However, it was also possible that the Heavenly Moon Sacred Ground was waiting for an even better opportunity, which was something uncertain.

Yang Zhen could not wait any longer. The window for causing trouble was fleeting, and he had to quickly figure out why the Great Nether Dynasty wanted to kill Chi Long.

Why kill Chi Long and, after killing Chi Long, what benefit would it bring to the Great Nether Dynasty? What exactly was Chi Long guarding? These were things that Yang Zhen had to understand before causing any disturbance.

Chi Long’s birth was not tolerated by heaven and earth, and just this alone made the creature quite remarkable. Now trapped within the Dragon Locking Heavenly Pillar, should it break free, the Great Nether Dynasty would undoubtedly be left in dire straits.

At this thought, Yang Zhen’s eyes lit up.

Damn, were the people of the Heavenly Moon Sacred Ground looking for an opportunity to destroy the Dragon Locking Heavenly Pillar?

Now this could be something to work with!

At that moment, Yue’er suddenly bit her lip and said, “Grandmother, Commander Lu Yan once promised to save us. He must be devising a plan right now. As long as we can get out, no matter what plans we have for the future, it’s still better than dying here right now.”

The grandmother pondered for a moment, then sighed and fell silent.

Yang Zhen took a deep breath, about to take action, when a sudden shout interrupted, “Who’s there?”

The unexpected roar startled Yang Zhen, who patted his chest in residual fear and cursed before he realized that the voice was not from the Great Nether Dynasty, but the grandmother’s.

“Shh!”

Yang Zhen hurriedly spoke up, pressing several points on the wall, breaking the seal, and then darted into the prison cell.

Seeing Yang Zhen suddenly emerge from inside the stone, the two people in the prison almost popped their eyes out.

A young woman of delicate and pretty appearance swiftly stood in front of an aged crone, looking at Yang Zhen uncertainly and asking, “Who are you?”

Yang Zhen looked around, frowning as he said, “I can take you out of here, in exchange, you must tell me everything you know about the Great Nether Dynasty. How about it?”

“Hmph, a naive youngster at the first level of the Circulation Phase dares to speak such grand words?”

The old crone’s face looked stern, her gaze unwelcoming as she stared at Yang Zhen, and then she suddenly murmured in surprise, “Are you from the main realm of Great Desolation?”

The main realm of Great Desolation?

He had never heard of this place.

Yang Zhen shook his head and said, “It doesn’t matter who I am. Right now, I just want to understand what exactly happened here.”

It was only then that Yang Zhen realized, even the young woman who appeared so dainty and delicate was at the cultivation of the Celestial Phase.

As for the grandmother, though her cultivation seemed unremarkable, only at the sixth level of the Circulation Phase, her realm was terrifyingly high. At a glance, Yang Zhen felt as if he were facing that Half-step Great Saint from before.

Seeing this, Yang Zhen was on the verge of turning around and leaving.

Too damn frightening, were all the prisoners here so formidable?

People like them didn’t need saving; if they wanted to leave, they probably could escape within minutes.

“Kid, you should leave. This is not the place for you,” the old crone suddenly closed her eyes and sighed as if she had died, her aura completely dissipating.

Heh, this old hag!

Yang Zhen, stubbornly hands on his hips, retorted, “Old lady, who are you looking down on?”

Yue’er beside him struggled to suppress her laughter and sneakily glanced at her grandmother.

The grandmother, pretending to be dead with closed eyes, began to twitch at the corners of her mouth.