Chapter 221: Little one, you are quite good

Coo, coo, coo...

Blood flowed from Gong Hangwen's body as the Ice Spear pinned him to the floor, swallowing the last trace of his life.

Clear moonlight seeped down through the hole in the floor.

A slender figure in Black Clothes and a Mask landed within Zhuang Ang's line of sight.

The Xiaonan Hai stared blankly at this scene, not even sensing the anomaly within himself at this moment.

The Mu Jin beneath Chen Yan's Mask flickered, clearly sensing the changes belonging to the Martial Arts Meridian.

That end-point representing Zhuang Ang was now as brilliant as a star, having become completely bright.

A trace of memory belonging to Zhuang Ang was injected into the depths of Chen Yan's brain.

Zhuang Ang's struggle, Zhuang Ang's hope, and Zhuang Ang's despair were felt clearly by the Master of Will.

A strange power was produced!

This change made even Chen Yan feel deeply surprised.

The first Cultivation Realm of the Will Path, the Yan Realm.

It had become even stronger!

Previously, the Yan Realm's boost to Chen Yan's own combat power was threefold.

But at this moment, it seemed to have increased a bit more.

Because the birth of a Zhi Yi Zhe caused the power of the Master of Will to be strong at this moment!

So that was it.

A Smile appeared on the corner of Chen Yan's mouth.

Through the hole in the floor, he took another look at Zhuang Ang, waved one hand, and an Ice Dragon descended, charging straight into the Underground Room to swallow Gong Hangwen's Corpse into its belly.

Afterwards, Chen Yan waved one hand and stored Gong Hangwen's Corpse into his Space Ring.

Chen Yan was surprised; he had only been testing it, not expecting it to actually be stored inside.

A Space Ring cannot store another Space Ring—this is a basic concept—but Gong Hangwen was in the Origin Realm and naturally had created his own Origin Space.

Logically speaking, the now-dead Gong Hangwen was actually a different kind of Space Ring and could not possibly be stored by Chen Yan's Space Ring.

It was just that Chen Yan was too lazy to think about these things right now.

To the side, two figures appeared.

Shen Yiwei and Lv Xinyuan; they opened all five senses at the first opportunity to perceive the scenes inside the Underground Room, and at this moment, their bodies both stiffened.

The filthy room, row upon row of iron cages holding living beings, and pair after pair of numb, despairing eyes.

And the human Wreckage in the deepest part of the bottom.

That Wreckage was merely debris, but even as just debris, it had already been piled into a small Mountain.

Gong Hangwen had not yet had time to clean it up.

So, in the end, this shocking scene was discovered by others.

Shen Yiwei was doing alright, but the trace of hatred and sorrow that appeared in his eyes was as gloomy and unstable as a Rain Curtain.

He was accustomed to the death of comrades-in-arms; he was accustomed to killing the savage Beast on Qingshan.

Sometimes, a young man he had seen the day before would have his Corpse lying there the next day.

Those pairs of eyes that could not close would drill into Shen Yiwei's brain day and night.

It seemed as if they were questioning him over and over again.

Why didn't you come to save me?

What was even more despairing was that those people had already accepted the reality of being slaughtered; their brains were blurred, and they kept feeling that their lives before being captured here were the Dream.

Shen Yiwei's expression calmed down.

He was used to it.

Used to it.

It's fine to be used to it...

Like hell it is!

Boom!

Shen Yiwei punched the side of the already pale-faced Lv Xinyuan, gritted his teeth as he gripped the other's Neck, and roared in a hoarse Low Roar:

"Why did you stop me!"

"Why do you bunch of Beast keep speaking for Beast, why?"

Shen Yiwei showed no mercy; it was difficult for even a trace of Anger to appear on his face.

A calm expression, a calm tone, saying the most chilling words.

"Why was I blocked by you?"

Shen Yiwei closed his eyes, his breathing difficult.

It was as if sharp thorns were piercing his Lung; every breath was incomparably painful.

In the end, he was not Lu Xunyang; if it were Lu Xunyang, once he knew the Gong Family had problems, he would have already killed his way there.

He, Shen Yiwei, was truly the biggest fool under Heaven.

Honestly investigating, honestly engaging in mediation and the Dao of Struggle with the other side.

Screw your Dao of Struggle!

Chen Yan's slaughter today made everything he had done before look like a huge joke.

In the distance, He Youtong, upon seeing the power of Bing Yi and suddenly discovering that Shen Yiwei was also here, hurriedly tried to Escape.

Only then did she realize that her existence had been discovered long ago.

As for the strangeness of Shen Yiwei and Lv Xinyuan behind her...

What business is that of hers?

In this world, the greatest difference between biological species is not between insects and True Dragon.

It is between person and person.

Many of the Five Clans do not even feel that the Fan Ru of Great Xia are worthy of being called people alongside them.

Great Xia must be destroyed; the Person of Great Xia are all merely insects waiting to die.

…………

Lv Xinyuan's body stiffened; as a Six-Rank Warrior, he found it difficult to speak when faced with Shen Yiwei's questioning.

His expression was innocent for a moment, then angry the next:

"I don't know, I don't know..."

He spoke, but his voice suddenly halted because he saw the figure of that Black-Clothed Youth to the side.

Upon remembering that he had just been loudly questioning the other party, a wave of shame and indignation surged into the bottom of Lv Xinyuan's heart.

He never could have imagined.

A small Gong Family could actually... actually harm so many people.

If one were to count in detail, it would only be a terrifying number.

This Gong Family, protected jointly by the Acting Chief of the Qinzhou Town Martial Guard and the Alliance, was actually so ugly.

If this matter were to spread, Qinzhou would be shaken.

He had originally wanted to say something more.

But immediately after, he heard from below a voice from Zhuang Ang, full of gratitude and helplessness, yet carrying a sorrow that made it hard for one to restrain oneself.

"Thank you, thank you."

The Xiaonan Hai looked at the big figure who had come to save him, tears and mucus streaming down his face:

"Thank you."

"Thank you."

"Thank you."

He was only thirteen or fourteen years of age.

He knew he could live on; he saw the legendary big figure had come to save him.

He still held great sorrow; if only his friend could have lived a few more minutes.

It was just that he had no way to speak of his sorrow.

"Thank you."

His voice of gratitude made it impossible for Shen Yiwei's Fist to fall, and caused Lv Xinyuan to slowly close his eyes.

High above, Xia Chiyi's Mu Guang trembled, her red lips tightly closed, unable to speak.

"Do not thank me."

A deep male voice rang out.

The Xiaonan Hai, who was still continuously thanking him, froze.

He looked toward Bing Yi, this great benefactor who had saved him.

"Thank yourself."

Bing Yi's voice came again, devoid of majesty, yet in Zhuang Ang's heart, it was more solemn than a Saint Realm decree.

"Thank yourself for never giving up, thank yourself for still shouting at the very last moment."

The Youth wearing a Mask had a tone that became gentle:

"Child, you are very good."

Zhuang Ang's face was still stained with filth, his Mu Jin dull.

This sentence was like waves of seawater crashing against his heart one after another.

His body began to tremble, and the Tears in his eyes finally could not be held back, flowing down his face and into his Mouth.

Crying.

Crying loudly.

"My friend died, I said I could let her live, I lied, I lied."

Quiet.

A suffocating quiet.

………………

Chen Yan swept a glance at Zhuang Ang once more.

This child could become a Zhi Yi Zhe partly because the Martial Dao Mieshao had geographical limitations, and the other party was sensed by Chen Yan first, actually becoming a Zhi Yi Zhe one step ahead of Shen Yiwei.

On the other hand, although this Zhuang Ang was young, he was in despair yet could stand up every single time; the hope in his heart to live was shockingly intense.

He ignored Shen Yiwei and Lv Xinyuan, his gait calm as he arrived before Gong Wu on the ruins of the Lake Heart.

He stood quietly, like a Spear buried within the Abyss.

It seemed as if that scene just now had not moved him at all.

But a true coldness had long since fallen into the bottom of Chen Yan's heart.

He would not show too much.

He was the Master of Will; he had to be incomparably strong.

He had to Tian Di Yan Wo Ming, Li Wanda Shu Wo Xin, break the shackles of the Ancient God, and slash at the injustice of the world!

He had to witness everything and change everything.

How could the Master of Will be sorrowful?

How could the Master of Will be in Scream?

He is powerful—physically powerful, mentally powerful!

With Heaven and Earth in his body, the Universe hidden in his heart, unique for Ten Thousand Ancient!

Therefore, he must be absolutely invincible!

"So, how do you want to die?"

A cold voice rang out; amidst the Mu Jin of Gong Wu, which was so full of Scream that it was nearly collapsing, Chen Yan stepped forward slowly.

"I..."

The Elder, whose whole body was covered in Ferociousness wounds, lay limp in the ruins; he looked toward the location of the Underground Room in the distance, and after taking a deep Breath, he actually revealed a Smile:

"In this era, the great waves wash away the Sand, countless heroes, I Gong Wu..."

Crack!

The sound of Bone breaking rang out; Gong Wu's arm was snapped directly by Chen Yan's Foot.

"Ah!!!"

A tragic, inhuman sound rang out.

"Say something useful; where did that Shen Shi go?" Chen Yan spoke indifferently.

Yes.

The Shen Shi was gone.

It was likely that at some unknown time, it had been let go by Gong Hangwen.

The Shen Shi raised by the Gong Family in the Main Family, which had cost so many human lives to tame, should be extremely strong.

"Shen Shi?"

Gong Wu murmured, his vision becoming blurry:

"What Shen Shi?"

Crack!

"Ah!!!"

Crack!

Crack!

Crack!

One by one, the Bones snapped; Gong Wu's screams were extremely bone-chilling.

Yet, no matter how Chen Yan ground down the other's Flesh, the latter only screamed but did not say a single iota about the Shen Shi.

"Extreme Cold Intent will distort a person's nerves; the freezing cold you experience may even be felt as more searing than being burned by raging fire."

Chen Yan said in a low voice, as strands of Cold Intent invaded under Gong Wu's Skin, shattering every single particle of the other's entire body.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Chen Yan squatted down and narrowed his Pupil.

He looked at Gong Wu, as if seeing the expression of Chu Feiyuan on the other's face, seeing the shadow of Xin Gongxian.

He discovered that this type of person had one common characteristic.

That was, they could not endure suffering.

What a normal person could endure, they might not be able to endure at all; the skin-deep pain felt by a normal person would become ten or a hundred times more painful on them.

However.

Gong Wu seemed to really not know about that Shen Shi.

The cold light in Chen Yan's Pupil grew more intense, and Gong Wu's Breath also became increasingly faint.

"Kill me!"

He begged aloud.

…………

High above.

The beauty with short, brow-length hair watched this scene, her Mu Jin trembling.

She guessed in her heart that this Bing Yi who was slaughtering thousands of the Gong Family was the Chen Yan she had met before.

After all, she had only given the Kaishi of 【Hidden Abyss】 to one person.

But now, she was somewhat uncertain.

Because that Chen Yan looked handsome, cheerful, sunny, and healthy.

But this Bing Yi was cold, violent, as if an Ancient Divine Beast that would erupt at any moment, as if burying endless killing intent in his heart.

She was truly becoming somewhat uncertain.

Seeing the other's current actions, the Mu Jin of Xia Chiyi flickered, and in the end, she still lifted her Foot, preparing to walk toward Bing Yi.

If the other was not old, then he was a Heavenly Pride of extreme strength, and he seemed to know Shen Yiwei.

Yet, at this moment.

The Mu Jin of Xia Chiyi suddenly flashed, and the space in front of her changed suddenly.

She was pulled by some Strong Ones into another hidden space.

That was a middle-aged woman wearing a white shirt, with long curly hair, a gentle temperament, and a beautiful face.

Xia Chiyi was startled:

"Grandma Shen!"

Shen Keqing narrowed her Pupil.

"Honorable Shen," Xia Chiyi hurriedly changed her tone.

"Hmm," Shen Keqing spoke:

"Have you guessed his identity?"

Xia Chiyi's expression froze; Shen Keqing appearing here was already beyond her expectations, and she never imagined the other party's first sentence would be about that Bing Yi.

"I have guessed some, I am not quite sure..."

"Regardless of whether you are sure or not, do not participate in anything concerning him," Shen Keqing said calmly.

"Hmm?" Xia Chiyi looked at the Woman before her in astonishment:

"Honorable Shen, you..."

"Do not concern yourself too much, and tell Shen Yiwei that no matter how many people on his side know Bing Yi's identity, they must all accept the Wen Xin Stele."

Shen Keqing spoke while deep in thought:

"Including him."

The astonishment in Xia Chiyi's eyes deepened; she looked down, and her expression toward Chen Yan changed completely.

So the other party had long since gained the trust of the Imperial Family.

What exactly did the other party do in the Tianjiao Trial?

Xia Chiyi was thoroughly shocked.

…………

"Hahaha..." A miserable Laughter rang out, and Gong Wu spat out blood from his Mouth:

"I roughly knew that our Gong Family was cultivating an Ancient Divine Beast, but I really cannot remember what that Ancient Divine Beast was..."

He looked toward the Moon:

"I am old, I cannot remember, I might even... pfft... have been cultivating it without any purpose."

A trace of confusion flickered in his eyes.

Yet, just as killing intent erupted in Chen Yan's eyes, he spoke:

"Bing Yi, you... you cannot kill them all, the one who truly caused all of this is..."

Gong Wu's Eyeball rotated rapidly, scanning his surroundings, and he became frantic.

"It is the Xia Imperial Clan!!!"

Gong Wu suddenly let out a high-pitched roar, as if in a state of Return of Light.

"The lifespan of every ruler is becoming shorter and shorter; their own illnesses happen to reflect the situation of Ancient Divine Beast outbreaks throughout the Great Xia!"

Gong Wu stared fixedly at Chen Yan, roaring:

"Do you know, even without me cultivating Ancient Divine Beasts, Ancient Divine Beasts would still Appear!!!"

Because Great Xia is finished.

Ultimately, it is because the Xia Clan can no longer hold on!

Do you understand?"

Gong Wu seemed to have gone mad:

"What is the use of you killing me? I was merely using those people who were destined to die anyway to strengthen myself.

They were going to die anyway; even if they lived their whole lives without incident, they would only have a lifespan of a few decades.

They would never experience a single day of my happiness in their entire lives."

Gong Wu spoke with a tone of certainty:

"Like bugs, they do not deserve to live."

Gong Wu began to laugh, as if entering a state of intoxication.

Killing intent flashed in Chen Yan's eyes, knowing that nothing else could be asked.

Crack!

Chen Yan pierced through Gong Wu's Neck with his Spear.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle...

Gong Wu was about to die; he looked at Chen Yan in confusion, his eyes slowly closing, but at the very last moment, they suddenly widened into perfect circles.

"A Dream, it is a Dream!

"All of this is a Dream!"

Gong Wu, dead!