Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes-Chapter 964 - 991 Coffin World Heaven Devouring Beast

Chapter 964: Chapter 991: Coffin World! Heaven Devouring Beast! (First Update)

Chapter 964: Chapter 991: Coffin World! Heaven Devouring Beast! (First Update)

After entering Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin, Yang Zhen realized how incredibly naive his decision had been!

A world shrouded in haze, eerily similar to the legendary Chaos, where the sky and earth were indistinct, with no mountains or rivers, as if he had entered a world that was just beginning to be separated by heaven and earth, with the rumbling thunder fill the mid-air and countless lightning dragons flying up and down through the obscure fog.

This wasn’t the Chaos world, it was a totally bewildering world. Once Yang Zhen came in, he was completely baffled, his mind a mess, a bit slow to react.

The scornful cat let out a strange cry, grabbing Yang Zhen’s collar and saying, “Damn it, kid, what kind of ghost place have we come to?”

Han Yan’er seemed a bit scared, clinging tightly to Yang Zhen’s hand. Yang Zhen patted it and said in a soothing voice, “Don’t be afraid, it’s just a place that has its own heaven and earth, it’s no big deal.”

“No big deal?” the scornful cat mercilessly exposed him, staring at the surrounding environment and saying, “Kid, this is a territory refined by the Nine Dragons Great Saint, nearly having its own set of laws. We have no knowledge of the laws here, do you have any idea how dangerous it is?”

“How dangerous could it be?” Yang Zhen sneered. How dangerous could this damn place be? If the Great Saint could survive here, why couldn’t they?

Seeing Yang Zhen’s expression, the scornful cat grinned and said, “Don’t move, best not to move at all. Without a clear understanding of the laws here, one move might just get you annihilated on the spot.”

Yang Zhen sat down on the ground with an ugly face, staring wide-eyed and saying, “Is it that harsh?”

Relieved to see that Yang Zhen did not dare to move, the scornful cat took a deep breath and explained, “Otherwise, why do you think the Nine Dragons Great Saint dares to let nine worms pull his coffin around? This place has its own heaven and earth. Whoever the Nine Dragons Great Saint wants dead will have to die, without any room for negotiation. Even other great saints can’t do anything about it.”

“Damn, does that mean we’re as good as dead?” Yang Zhen’s eyes widened. “Isn’t the Nine Dragons Great Saint being a bit too petty, not even allowing others to visit his home?”

The scornful cat’s face showed disdain as he looked around and said, “Kid, this is where the Nine Dragons Great Saint stores his corpse. How can he let others come in as they please? If someone with bad intentions damages the Nine Dragons Great Saint’s body, wouldn’t his preparations of tens of thousands of years be wasted?”

Yang Zhen was taken aback, giving the scornful cat a surprised look. This troublemaker who feared the world was not chaotic enough finally said something sensible.

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If it were the place where Yang Zhen stored his own corpse, let alone a person coming in, even if a fly got in, Yang Zhen would have to tear it to pieces.

This was no laughing matter. All the painstaking preparations might go to waste in an instant, and it would be too late for regrets then.

When you’re dead, where could you go to have regrets?

With this thought, Yang Zhen gasped for air, not even daring to let out a breath. He held his breath and focused, telling Han Yan’er and the scornful cat, “Both of you be careful. I’m going to see if I can figure out what’s going on here.”

As he spoke, without waiting for the scornful cat and Han Yan’er to respond, Yang Zhen entered a moment of enlightenment, his entire being as if an old monk in meditation, his heart and mind completely immersed in this hazy world.

The scornful cat looked on in astonishment, clicking his tongue in wonder: “Some people don’t even enter enlightenment once in their lifetime, yet this darned kid slips into it so easily. This talent… really deserves a beating.”

Han Yan’er gave the scornful cat a glance and said, “Are you still spouting nonsense here? Think about whether you can help or not. You’ve lived for so many years, have you never heard about these kinds of laws?”

The scornful cat glared and said, “What do you know, young girl? Does living longer mean one has seen more? Who can remember so many things? By the time this supreme being recalls something, we might have already become fertilizer here.”

Han Yan’er pursed her lips and decided to ignore the scornful cat who always failed at crucial moments. She carefully sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate.

The scornful cat grumbled to himself about something, then lay down beside her. He was just about to tuck his head under his paw when he suddenly shuddered, his eyes widening as he looked towards Han Yan’er.

Han Yan’er emitted a strange aura from her body, which, with every inhale and exhale, seemed to harmonize with the laws of heaven, strangely drawing out the breath within Yang Zhen.

Before long, Yang Zhen also began to emit this kind of breath.

“No, this isn’t right. Yang Xiaozi isn’t cultivating right now, so why is there Chaos Qi emanating from him?” The wretched cat walked over to Han Yan’er, looked around her while strolling, then suddenly squawked with furrowed brows, “Chaos Qi?”

Observing the breath that was being emitted from Han Yan’er, the wretched cat was struck as if by lightning, staring blankly at the surrounding, undulating Chaos Qi, rubbing his paws together with an excited expression, “Damn it, Yang Xiaozi and that little cultivation fool are way too lucky, to actually have refined a strand of Chaos Qi in here, and it was even triggered by Han Yan’er!”

At this point, the wretched cat had a bizarre look on his face and muttered, “Now Nine Dragons is going to cry. Although I don’t know where he got that strand of Chaos Qi from, he managed to refine it into the Coffin World. But if this continues, Nine Dragons hasn’t woken up yet, and this strand of Chaos Qi might just be refined by Han Yan’er.”

The wretched cat excitedly circled around Han Yan’er and Yang Zhen, his face full of complex expressions.

It was hard to imagine that a cat’s face could show such human-like complexity of emotions, which indicated how peculiar the wretched cat’s feelings were at the moment.

Yang Zhen was not cultivating, his entire consciousness submerged in the Coffin World, and it seemed unlikely he would awake anytime soon. Han Yan’er had inadvertently touched upon the Chaos Qi, and now it was nearly impossible for her to wake up. The wretched cat, bored out of his mind, lay down beside Yang Zhen and fell asleep.

It was uncertain how much time had passed, but with every breath the wretched cat took, faint sounds of dragons roaring could be heard, as if the power of Nine Dragons was contained within him.

The Chaos Qi around Han Yan’er grew thicker, her complexion turned somewhat pale, as if she realized the power she was dealing with and was forcing herself to refine it, although she appeared somewhat strained.

Yang Zhen, on the other hand, was like nothing was amiss, no, he was like a dead man, his breathing extremely slow. If one did not stare at Yang Zhen intently for a long time, they wouldn’t be able to sense his breathing at all.

In mid-air, the thunderous roar continued to echo, and with the great movements of heaven and earth, fierce gusts of wind howled through, causing Yang Zhen’s clothes to whip about and his hair to float wildly.

As time passed, the gale in the sky grew more fierce. Caught off guard, the wretched cat was blown rolling far away, suddenly waking up. He opened his eyes, looking around in confusion, and when his gaze fell on Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen suddenly shuddered, appearing to awaken.

Roar—!

A heaven-shaking howl sounded. The whole world seemed to ignite, and within the chaotic sky, a colossal creature-like shadow flickered in and out of view, making the wretched cat shiver all over, his fur standing on end.

“Holy shit, kiddo, wake up! What the hell is that?”

Roar—!

Another heaven-shaking beastly howl roared through the universe. The colossal shadow in the sky descended with a destructive force, rushing towards Yang Zhen and the others.

The wretched cat’s face turned pale, staring at the gigantic shadow that shrouded the sky, he cursed loudly, “Nine Dragons, you damned disappointing bastard, is this something you can just seal inside? We’re done for, totally done for.”

“What is that?” Yang Zhen opened his eyes, curiously staring at the gigantic creature in the sky, and asked without turning back.

“The Heaven Devouring Beast, that’s the Heaven Devouring Beast. We’re done for, kiddo, we’re going to be eaten,” the wretched cat murmured with a pale face, “Damn it, I wonder if my fur is easy to digest.”

Yang Zhen was taken aback and turned to look at the wretched cat, asking, “The Heaven Devouring Beast and the Nine Dragons Great Saint… which one is more formidable?”

The wretched cat gave Yang Zhen a glance and said, “Obviously, if Nine Dragons Great Saint saw the Heaven Devouring Beast, it would have to run!”