Chapter 1004: The Third Possibility

Chen Yan sighed softly and sat cross-legged.

He began to cultivate.

There were only one hundred days left until the appearance of the Ancient God in the Evil Realm, which was a thousand days away.

There were only ten days left until the appearance of the Ancient God in the outside world, which was a hundred days away.

Time passed slowly just like that.

One day in the outside world.

On this day.

Zhao Zhugui, who had returned to the human world with the Sovereign Ji, entered the Ninth Rank in silence.

Afterward, Zhang Huizhi also entered the Ninth Rank.

Zhang Huizhi remained in the Evil Realm and began organizing the living beings of the Evil Realm to gather at the Cloud Sea Dao Prefecture, preparing for the final battle.

Two days passed.

Li Zhiyi ordered the living beings from all parts of the human world to enter the Great Xia, and the human race began to rebuild with Jin Prefecture as the center.

Although the Ancient God had already fallen.

A sense of bewilderment and tension emerged in the hearts of countless people.

It was a palpitation originating from the depths of their bloodlines.

Very panicked, very frantic.

Smiles gradually disappeared from people's faces.

The third day.

The Evil Realm had long since arranged the living arrangements for all the Tainted Blood human race.

And in the outside world.

Eighth Rank martial artists acted together, using the power of the Martial Dao to rebuild high-rise buildings.

Most of the human race was able to settle down.

But there were always people who would blankly look up at the void.

As if there were some most fatal temptation deep within that void.

When night arrived.

Children all over the world began to cry.

Domestic dogs began to howl as if they had gone mad.

Those rats and maggots hidden underground began to frantically crawl out of the soil.

Densely packed, they crawled all over the streets, eaves, and windowsills, shaking their sticky bodies and surging frantically in all directions, as if pulled by some invisible force.

Li Zhiyi stood above the void, watching this scene, frowning, and then he looked toward the void.

On the land of Tui Prefecture.

Maggots crawled past the feet of the Sovereign Ji, and the Sovereign Ji frowned.

With a wave of one hand, a maggot flew in front of her.

The next moment, the Sovereign Ji's pupils constricted.

She saw that the tip of the mere few-centimeter-long maggot was covered with circles of pitch-white teeth, and inside that tiny oral cavity, hair-thin tentacles were floating.

"What is this?"

The Sovereign Ji exclaimed, but Zhao Zhugui beside her seemed not to notice these maggots at all.

He pressed one hand to the ground.

Hum!

An array disk appeared from the earth and then vanished.

The Sovereign Ji's expression was ugly as she looked toward the sky.

But she suddenly felt that the stars and the silver moon filling the sky all seemed to be immersed in a flush of red.

An extremely heavy feeling struck.

Crimson was slowly occupying the entire world.

This night.

Throughout the entire human world, sounds of children crying rang out.

They seemed to have sensed something, becoming panicked and restless.

The surviving humans huddled in rooms with doors and windows tightly shut, not daring to turn on the lights, not daring to make a single sound.

They could only listen to the rustling crawling sounds and wailing outside.

"Just endure it and it will be fine, just endure it and it will be fine..."

An old woman held her granddaughter while hiding under the covers, whispering incessantly.

But that palpitation from the depths of the bloodline still struck.

Fear.

Endless fear.

"It will be fine once the sky brightens."

Someone spoke, their voice trembling.

This night, no one knew how many people were unable to sleep.

No one knew how much time had passed.

A streak of piercing red lit up from the horizon.

Piercing.

People walked out of their doors and looked toward the horizon.

The setting sun rising from the other side of the horizon was, for some reason, very scarlet.

Its brightness was very low, but...

Red!

Just like blood.

"Mommy, look at the stars in the sky..."

A child pointed toward the horizon.

People raised their heads and opened their mouths.

Yet they saw that, although it was clearly early morning, there were stars filling the sky at this moment.

Perhaps the brightness brought by the morning sun was too low.

It was clearly early morning, but the stars in the sky were still twinkling, very brilliantly.

To the extent that they were far larger than they were at night.

The red light of those stars could not even be blocked by the layered clouds, occupying the entire azure dome.

But very quickly.

People discovered something was wrong.

It was as if those stars filling the sky were slowly moving closer to the human race.

Twinkling more and more, growing larger and larger.

At this moment.

The air seemed to suddenly freeze.

Throughout the entire human world, billions of living beings opened their mouths wide, unable to speak.

An invisible fear gripped their brains and nerves.

Instinctively, they wanted to whisper the names of Chen Yan, the Lord of Will, and Lu Xunyang.

But they couldn't.

It was as if the names of Chen Yan and the Lord of Will had been forcibly extracted from their minds at this moment.

They could not speak.

At this moment, they could only obsessively watch the sky.

Watching those countless stars filling the sky.

Until the next moment.

Pop!

A faint, negligible sound rang out.

It seemed to come from the depths of the universe.

Just at this moment.

Everyone's pupils shrank, their faces turned as pale as paper, their lips trembled but could not make a sound, as if their souls had been extracted.

Yet they saw.

The crimson stagnated.

The stars filling the sky suddenly stopped twinkling, and cracks appeared from the center of the stars.

The next instant.

The stars filling the sky turned into individual eyeballs, just like that, staring at the human world.

These eyeballs rotated silently, and an evil pressure originating from the primordial ages poured down, chilling one to the bone marrow.

Someone opened their mouth wide.

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

A series of desperate, hoarse screams resounded.

Someone hugged their head, terrified and lying on the ground, but the primal desire deep within their heart was pulling them to look toward the sky.

The next moment.

They became obsessed, sank into it, and fell into endless fear.

It was as if they were instantly trapped among those eyeballs filling the sky.

It was as if those stars were clearly staring at the human world.

But were actually staring at them alone.

At this moment, they felt as if they had lost their loved ones, lost their friends, and lost all concepts.

They were stared at by that endless fear.

When people looked toward the sun in a daze, as if craving it.

The sun!

Yes!

The sun!

The sun is the beginning of all things, the source of all life, warmth, and vitality.

The next moment.

They discovered something even more despairing.

That sun that should have risen had long since turned into a gigantic scarlet vertical pupil standing outside the firmament.

Dark red blood tears continuously seeped from the corners of the eye, flowing into the universe just like that.

Those blood tears were like a celestial river, flowing down from beyond the horizon of the human world.

Not knowing where one would fall.

The heavens and earth were occupied by a scarlet red.

Red.

Red!

All of it red!

"He... has come!"

It was unknown who let out a desperate whisper, instantly igniting the panic that everyone had suppressed to the extreme.

Screams, cries, and prayers intertwined, resounding throughout the human world.

This time, there was no future, no past.

There was only the inescapable gaze from the firmament.

…………

Above the Evil Realm's Saint-Breaking Tree.

Chen Yan, sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes.

A white dress trailed on the ground; the woman stepped lightly with bare feet onto the thick trunk, her pearly-white toes barely touching the mottled bark.

She came all the way to Chen Yan's front.

She slowly crouched down, her jade-white arms resting lightly on her knees, dark hair hanging over her shoulders, as she raised her eyes to look at Chen Yan.

She just watched him like this, her brows and eyes rippling with an inseparable tenderness, her gaze as if soaked in spring water, filled with lingering love.

Even the breeze brushing past seemed to be stained with a touch of gentleness.

The next instant.

Her gaze changed again to reluctance, complexity, hatred, and pity.

She seemed to be experimenting, trying to find an emotion that Chen Yan could understand.

She slowly reached out her hand, her fair fingers tracing Chen Yan's face.

Following the movement of her fingertips.

Her gaze finally turned into disdain.

Jilie.

Within Chen Yan's line of sight.

Jilie's appearance was constantly changing.

One moment it was a giant eyeball composed of tumors, the next it transformed into an eternal, unchanging triangular solid.

Just as Jilie took out a human head.

Jilie turned back into Jilie.

Tap, tap...

The head of the Sovereign of Xia rolled onto the ground from Jilie's hand, the hair stained with blood and filth, eyes wide open like copper bells, the pupils filled with bursting blood vessels.

The originally sharp gaze had completely dissipated, leaving only bottomless despair, as if having glimpsed the ultimate extinction of the universe.

It was hard to imagine what the Sovereign of Xia had seen before death.

Jilie rested her chin on the back of her hand, looking at Chen Yan tenderly.

The next instant.

Boom!

Chen Yan threw a punch, engaging in battle with Jilie.

Endless evil spirits occupied Chen Yan's entire body.

Chen Yan fell into an endless blood-red, eventually being swallowed by the blood-red.

The next instant.

Chen Yan was still sitting cross-legged, and Jilie was still crouching in front of him.

That scene just now seemed to have truly happened, yet also seemed to have never appeared at all.

The next instant.

Jilie leaned close to Chen Yan, her lips kissing Chen Yan's lips.

As a wisp of pitch-white malice flowed into Chen Yan's mouth.

Chen Yan's physical body began to develop toward an unknowable change.

In the end, he became another Ancient God.

And Jilie dotingly hugged his arm, willing to do anything with him.

The next instant.

Chen Yan was still sitting cross-legged, and Jilie was still looking at Chen Yan with a smile.

This was a conscious exchange between the two.

Jilie had already given Chen Yan two choices.

One was a fight to the death.

In which case Chen Yan was destined to suffer a crushing defeat.

The other was for Jilie to completely transform Chen Yan.

Causing Chen Yan to also become an Ancient God.

She was the Mother God, the strongest in the world, but she was too lonely.

She had chosen Chen Yan, wanting to make Chen Yan like her, to exist eternally.

Jilie just watched Chen Yan like this.

Disdain, adoration, pity...

"There is a third possibility."

Chen Yan spoke.

Jilie raised an eyebrow, wearing a trace of pure and innocent curiosity.

The next moment.

Slap!

Chen Yan lunged forward, pinning Jilie against the rough tree trunk with irresistible force.

As Jilie's white skirt fluttered, her pearly-white toes brushed frantically against the bark, and her dark hair scattered, entangling their overlapping figures.

Caught off guard, a flash of astonishment crossed Jilie's eyes, only to dissolve completely into boundless softness.

She did not struggle; instead, she lay back compliantly, her jade-white arms lightly circling Chen Yan's neck.

Her gaze was so soft it seemed ready to drip water, leaving only total indulgence and surrender.

With a slap.

Chen Yan pressed one hand onto Jilie's forehead.

Jilie's red lips curled slightly, carrying a hint of a smile as she gazed quietly at Chen Yan, who was inches away.

The next moment.

Hiss!

Like ice and fire merging.

The power of will erupted from Chen Yan's palm, instantly sinking into Jilie's forehead.

Jilie's eyes trembled, and the next moment, a trace of mockery appeared in them.

Her physical body began to ripple, turning into flowing water that gradually enveloped Chen Yan.

This was the third possibility that Chen Yan had spoken of.