Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes

Chapter 1408: Chapter 1435: Sao Saint Breakthrough! Heaven and Earth Fetal Breathing! Chapter 1408: Chapter 1435: Sao Saint Breakthrough! Heaven and Earth Fetal Breathing! “Opening… a betting ground?”

Upon hearing Yang Zhen’s words, everyone present was taken aback.

Even the Eastern Desolation Emperor showed a peculiar expression, looking at Yang Zhen, he asked with confusion, “Kid, are you really going to forcefully break through to the Emperor Realm?”

Forceful breakthrough to the Emperor Realm!

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped in shock, staring at Yang Zhen with horror on their faces.

The Emperor Realm required a catalyst, what this catalyst was varied with each person, as everyone sought their own.

Without such a catalyst, no matter how talented one was, once they reached the threshold, their realm would come to a standstill. Even if they trained all their cultivation methods and martial skills to perfection, it was just an increase in strength. Facing a true Emperor Realm Expert, they would still be slapped to death.

That’s the terrifying aspect of an Emperor Realm Expert–they mastered the Emperor Skill!

What is the Emperor Skill?

With a word, they could wield the power of the entire heaven and earth at will–frightening, isn’t it?

Of course, any power within heaven and earth was under the control of its laws, and even Emperors, let alone Great Emperors, couldn’t endlessly take the power of the heaven and earth. Doing so would not only cause backlash upon themselves, but also incur the dissatisfaction of heaven and earth, bringing about divine punishment!

Thus, despite the Great Emperors being mighty figures who seem high above, they too live under the laws of heaven and earth like mere grandchildren.

Otherwise, why would the esteemed Eastern Desolation Emperor grovel underground for so many years, only to take advantage of the chance to transcend calamity alongside Yang Zhen and emerge from the earth’s surface?

The world, however, never truly has an impassable road; without miracles, one must break through to the Emperor Realm, which then requires a gamble–a forceful breakthrough!

But the success rate of a forceful breakthrough was exceedingly low. Throughout ancient and modern times, only one legend from the Barbaric Era managed to successfully break through.

That legend was too far in the past, and since then, anyone who attempted a forceful breakthrough ended in failure, either perishing or never again finding the opportunity to become an emperor, merely biding their time at the threshold.

Upon hearing the Eastern Desolation Emperor’s words, everyone looked at Yang Zhen as if his idea was preposterous.

This Yang Zhen, truly a madman.

He actually thought of forcibly breaking through to the Emperor Realm.

Merely to show off?

Or to get the contributions from everyone?

Quite a few people looked at Yang Zhen with weird expressions.

Although Yang Zhen was shameless, he was not insatiable–why would he think of forcibly breaking through?

Seeing the resolute look on Yang Zhen’s face, aside from the Eastern Desolation Emperor, everyone else jumped back, swiftly clearing a hundred-mile ‘ring’!

There was no choice; not just a forceful breakthrough to the Emperor Realm, but even breaking through after finding the opportunity to become an emperor was not something one could nonchalantly approach.

If one got involved with karma and attracted the attention of the laws of heaven and earth, that would result in a chain of divine punishments.

The Cheap Cat and the Nine Dragons Saint both flashed a look of shock on their faces and turned to each other. With a bizarre shout, the Cheap Cat leaped onto Yang Zhen’s shoulder, exclaiming, “Kid, what’s the rush? It’s not like the end of the world is upon us right now.”

Yang Zhen glanced at the Cheap Cat, shook his head, and said, “You don’t know the full story, but there’s one thing you said right, remove the ‘not,’ go aside and think about it.”

The Cheap Cat looked bewildered, glanced at Yang Zhen, then jumped onto the shoulder of the Nine Dragons Saint, muttering to himself, “Remove the ‘not’? The end of the world is coming… damn, kid, are you serious?”

The last sentence was shouted at Yang Zhen, with the Nine Dragons Saint already having left Yang Zhen’s side.

Yang Zhen gave the Cheap Cat a look, nodded, took a deep breath, and sat down cross-legged.

Seeing Yang Zhen’s expression and actions, everyone’s breath stopped.

The end of the world is coming?

A hundred miles, to the many practitioners present, was practically the same as ten meters to a layperson.

Yang Zhen and the Cheap Cat’s conversation could be heard by everyone, and they could clearly see the grave expression on Yang Zhen’s face.

This bastard, who usually spouted ten lies out of ten, didn’t seem to be joking this time.

Glancing again at the solemn expression on Eastern Desolation Emperor’s face, he didn’t refute Yang Zhen’s words.

So, did this mean the apocalypse really was upon them, and a cycle of the great calamity of heaven and earth was about to begin anew?

At this thought, everyone’s complexion changed.

If it were true, then Yang Zhen must break through to the Emperor Realm!

Many clenched their fists tightly, looking at Yang Zhen with a blank expression of despair.

Eastern Desolation Emperor snorted lightly, staring at Yang Zhen and said, “Kid, think carefully. Once you forcibly try to break through to the Emperor Realm and fail, you will never again grasp the chance to become an emperor. Of course, with me here, you can’t even die if you want to, so rest assured about that, but… do you really want to force your breakthrough?”

Yang Zhen suddenly opened his eyes, winked at Eastern Desolation Emperor, and said, “As I said, our meeting this time might just be a stroke of fate for you. Damn it, I’ve already dragged you out from underground–that was your first stroke of fate. Next… comes the second. Just feel it for yourself.”

Eastern Desolation Emperor gave a wry smile, shook his head, and didn’t speak. However, it was apparent that he didn’t take Yang Zhen’s words about fate too seriously.

Yang Zhen had indeed brought him up from underground, but that alone wasn’t enough to make an emperor take Yang Zhen’s words to heart.

What kind of frightening thing would be considered a stroke of fate for an emperor?

Was it plausible for Yang Zhen, a brat trying to force his way into the Emperor Realm, to make a great emperor feel that he was facing a moment of fate?

Eastern Desolation Emperor quietly retreated to the side, sat down cross-legged, and slowly closed his eyes.

To contend with destiny and save Yang Zhen’s life beneath the laws, even an emperor had to be extremely cautious.

All was silent; the entire Northernmost Land seemed to have fallen into a kind of stasis, with only the breathing of Yang Zhen gradually becoming clear.

Unbeknownst to when it began, snowflakes started drifting in the sky, gently falling down. Within the vicinity of many practitioners, the snowflakes were repelled, not landing on them but forming an arc that touched the ground.

The same thing happened around Yang Zhen. With every inhale and exhale, the aura around him seemed to find a pattern as well.

Inhale!

Exhale!

After a long time, people exchanged glances. Those familiar with Yang Zhen even thought the damn guy might have fallen asleep.

Apart from the regulated breathing, where was the sense that he was trying to force his way into the Emperor Realm?

Just then, Eastern Desolation Emperor suddenly opened his eyes wide and exclaimed, “Impossible!”

He cut off his own shout halfway, as if afraid of disturbing Yang Zhen, forcing the rest back down his throat.

Everyone was startled and hurriedly looked at Eastern Desolation Emperor with increasingly weird expressions on their faces.

Eastern Desolation Emperor’s gaze was full of intense shock, looking at Yang Zhen in disbelief before turning to the snowflakes in the sky.

People were befuddled, not understanding why Eastern Desolation Emperor would cry out like that, like seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

Immediately after, gasps echoed from all around, and more and more people began to show expressions of astonishment.

Inhale!

Exhale!

The sound of Yang Zhen’s breathing gradually stabilized, merging into the worlds around him like the fetal breathing of heaven and earth.

Gradually, everyone began to realize that the surrounding landscape… had changed!

With the rhythm of Yang Zhen’s breaths, the snowflakes in the sky, like individual spirits, paused and pulsed, expanded and retracted!

There sat Yang Zhen, amidst the universe, letting the snowflakes fall upon him.

Yet the snowflakes in midair started to follow a rhythm due to Yang Zhen’s breaths.

Yes, a rhythm!

Yang Zhen, with his breath, was driving the rhythm of the nearby natural world!

How in the hell… was that possible?

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