Chapter 1011: The Dead-Silent Human World

Ji Ling wanted to say something.

Suddenly, colors shot straight down from the Vault of Heaven.

Above that Vault of Heaven, phantom shadows emerged, morphing into human figures.

It was a lake surface, with two people standing there.

"If you can survive, perhaps you will truly obtain that sliver of a chance to defeat me and change the human race."

Chen Yuan smiled as he looked at Chen Yan:

"If you lose, you shall return to assist me and complete all my arrangements for me."

Ji Ling looked up at the sky, never having imagined that Chen Yuan and Chen Yan had truly had such a conversation.

At this moment, above the center of the lake, the young man stood calmly, but beneath his eyes, determination surged.

"Chen Yuan, you have always believed that for the human race, to survive is to endure forever.

In my, Chen Yan's, heart, the human race is not a life; it is a flame!"

Chen Yan's voice resounded throughout the human world.

At this moment, countless people saw this scene, their expressions trembling.

Yet, they saw the young man continue to speak:

"You always believe that cowering and bowing is the path to long-term survival, and that all humility and submission are simply the inevitable results of natural selection.

I, Chen Yan, insist on telling you that some people would rather die than submit; as long as he lives, he will keep walking forward!"

His voice was resonant and firm, echoing deep within the heart of every human.

At this moment.

Countless people felt a lump in their throats.

"The conflict between the Heavenly God General and the Chen Lord is a struggle of the Great Dao; the two of them... were actually on opposite sides from the very beginning."

"When did this happen? The Heavenly God General faced the suppression of the Chen Lord and yet would not submit at all!"

"The Heavenly God General would rather die than submit, so why should we be afraid?"

"Indeed, the human race is fire—a spark, a cluster, a sea of flames—it is all fire!"

Voices rang out from within the human race.

Chen Yan's words from that day shook the hearts and minds of everyone.

Under the gaze of countless people.

Chen Yan entered the Evil Realm.

He entered that muddy, boundless, dark sea of malice.

People watched him struggle in the boundless sea of malice, relying solely on his physical body.

"What is that?"

"That is the Evil Realm; so this is how a god enters the Evil Realm."

"He was banished by the Chen Lord!"

"No, he chose to enter the Evil Realm of his own volition; the Heavenly God General wanted to see another, true world."

Voice after voice arose.

The living beings of the outside world finally understood at this moment what Chen Yan had done back then.

"That's not right!"

Suddenly, someone shouted out loud:

"Li Zhiyi and Zhang Huizhi are both in the outside world and have never been to the Evil Realm before; this means the Heavenly God General's true self has actually been in the Evil Realm all along!"

That person understood in an instant.

Countless people gaped in shock.

"Li Zhiyi and Zhang Huizhi are actually both clones of the Heavenly God General.

Then where did the Heavenly God General's true self go?"

Trembling voices rang out one after another.

Soon, the phantom shadows above the firmament changed once again.

A pure land appeared within the sea of malice, and a woman named Bai Ling pulled Chen Yan onto the pure land.

"That was the scene of the first time I met him."

The Tainted-Blood human named Bai Ling had tears welling up in her eyes.

She had never imagined that, back then, Chen Yan had actually crossed the sea of malice.

Soon, the phantom shadows above the firmament constantly changed and flickered.

People saw Chen Yan enter White Village, enter Luo Town, and enter the Cloud Sea Dao Prefecture.

Finally...

He ascended to the Eighth Rank!

People forgot about time.

They did not even know that time had already reached the ninth day.

Under the shocked gazes of countless people in the outside world, Chen Yan transformed into an Ancient God.

The living beings of the outside world gaped, watching this scene in disbelief.

"The god did indeed transform into an Ancient God, but where he went after that, we do not know..."

A Tainted-Blood human said with difficulty.

Countless people felt their hearts tremble, wanting to know what happened next.

And so, people saw Chen Yan enter the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm, suppressing the Dao Child with the dignity of a single person.

Then.

People saw Chen Yan find the Saint-Breaking Tree of the Evil Realm.

Under the shocked gazes of the world.

Chen Yan crushed the Ancient God status with one hand.

"Heavenly God General!"

Someone shouted aloud, filled with boundless joy:

"So the true form of the Heavenly God General is even more powerful, having long since become a supreme deity!"

"That is a power that cannot be assessed by simple martial arts realms; Venerable Chen Yan must have already been the number one of the human race at that time."

"The Heavenly God Sword is immortal, our human race shall not perish!"

"He is the number one person of our human race in ten thousand years, the true supreme deity who transcends all living beings!"

Sounds of shouting rang out one after another.

Countless people were excited to the extreme.

Even Shen Yiwei, Lu Jianxia, and the others watched with trembling hearts and spirits.

They had not expected that Li Zhiyi and Zhang Huizhi were only on the surface.

The truly powerful one had always been Chen Yan's true form.

"Your true form..."

Ji Ling looked at Zhao Zhugui's back, her voice hoarse:

"What level has it reached exactly!"

Zhao Zhugui did not speak, but continued walking forward.

And Ji Ling hurriedly looked up toward the firmament.

But the image flickered.

The moment Chen Yan entered the location of the Saint-Breaking Tree, the video suddenly cut off, as if it had lost its source.

Zhao Zhugui understood.

From that moment on, Chen Yan had blocked the perception of 【Unity】.

When everyone was astonished.

Soon, the image appeared again.

A figure in a white dress suddenly appeared before Chen Yan.

That woman in the plain dress stood quietly opposite Chen Yan, as beautiful as if she had never been tainted by the mortal world.

So beautiful.

It was as if she were the combination of all perfect things in the human world.

Then, She slowly turned around, as if looking at the entire human world.

Gently...

She smiled.

In an instant.

Among the human race.

Sudden deathly silence!

Quiet!

Quiet!

People were only seeing a projection on the phantom image.

At this moment.

Across the entire human world, an indescribable, boundless fear instantly swept out.

Boom!

Above the firmament, a Creation Realm expert felt all the power in their body vanish just from a single glance, and they plummeted to the earth.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The battle armor on the bodies of the experts from Yu Province suddenly began to operate automatically, bursting with eerie humming sounds.

Lu Jianxia's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

Just one glance.

At a single glance, her entire heart felt as if it were being wrapped by something inexplicably terrifying, and she could not speak.

Shen Yiwei, Chen Min, and others all widened their eyes, as if they had entered some kind of eerie illusion from which they could not struggle free.

The next moment.

"Ahhhhh!"

On the earth, living beings erupted into heart-wrenching screams.

Some clutched their eyes and collapsed to the ground, trembling like a sieve.

Some scratched their faces like madmen, inhuman wheezing sounds squeezing out of their throats.

Others fainted directly, their pupils dilated, as if they had glimpsed an unspeakable abyss.

"Heavens!"

Sounds of wailing rang out.

People did not know Her name; they only saw Her figure, and they were plunged into a state of madness and fear.

That was a fear that had spanned ten thousand years, hidden in the deepest parts of the primitive human genome, impossible to erase.

She stood right there; a corner of a garment, a trace of a phantom, a smile—these were the most lethal and terrifying things of all.

People were like mayflies catching a glimpse of the vast sea, like dust looking up at the galaxy.

This was the despair and awe carved into the very bones of tiny beings when facing an existence that far exceeded the limits of their own cognition.

Despair.

A despair that didn't even need to be spoken.

Even the most devout commoners of the Lord of Will, upon seeing the Mother God for just a glance, instantly understood that Chen Yan could not possibly win.

The human race could not possibly win.

It was a suffocating sense of oppression.

"No..."

A faint, desperate murmur rose from the depths of the crowd.

Following that, there were sobs, one after another, suppressed to the extreme.

This was not fear; it was despair.

It was the despair of knowing that in front of such an existence, one did not even possess the qualification to resist.

It was the despair of knowing that the human race's ten thousand years of struggle were nothing more than a ridiculous farce in Her eyes.

"It's over..."

Chen Yu spoke with a trembling voice.

That most primal sense of fear was almost swallowing her whole.

Her body was trembling, even though she longed for her brother to defeat Her.

But every nerve, every particle of flesh, and every inch of hair in her body seemed to be wailing.

Telling her that it was simply impossible.

"Ha..."

Ji Ling managed to make a sound with difficulty.

She suddenly felt it was so funny.

That was merely a projection.

A single projection had turned the entire human world into this.

"Hahahaha..."

Ji Ling laughed out loud, tears streaming from her eyes.

She could not speak.

She just suddenly understood that it was all a joke.

It was all a joke.

The Xia Lord, Xia Zhiyang, and Chen Yan were all jokes.

That was an existence the human race could not possibly face.

That was an existence the human race could not even look at.

The human race had actually been delusional enough to try to face Her.

Within her blurred vision, she saw Zhao Zhugui's back still walking forward.

"Die... here... with me."

Ji Ling spoke with a trembling voice, but she saw Zhao Zhugui's figure getting further and further away.

"Don't... don't..."

Endless fear surrounded her, and she ran toward Zhao Zhugui as if begging for help.

For some reason, beside Zhao Zhugui, she felt that the existence above the firmament was not quite as terrifying anymore.

And the next moment.

People saw an even more desperate scene.

That was.

That terrifying existence had merged with Chen Yan.

The human world fell into an endless, deathly silence.

Even the air became suppressed to the extreme.

It was as if time itself had slowed down.

The void stagnated.

All thoughts in people's minds vanished completely.

They did not even notice.

The tenth day had already arrived.

The final day of the Hundred-Day Ancient God Manifestation!

And just at...

A certain moment.

Tap, tap...

A crisp sound of footsteps echoed in people's hearts.

People could not see it.

But they could feel it.

That fear, like the abyss descending, was so real.

Above the sky.

One by one, the supreme powerhouses of the human race overcame the fear in their hearts and looked toward the distant horizon.

Zhang Huizhi and Li Zhiyi stood shoulder to shoulder, watching with calm eyes.

They stood at the very front of the human race, waiting quietly.

Right upon the land that was once Iron Province.

A figure stepped onto the parched earth, which was burning with white flames.

His posture was slender, and his appearance was handsome.

It was that most familiar face, but with the most unfamiliar eye color.

He has come!