Chapter 225: Hero of the Current Age, Backbone of the Great Xia!

Changing the Cultivation Realm, changing the truth.

At this moment, Chen Yan himself had already reached the Unity Realm, but the Extreme Forging Patterns were still continuously condensing.

Under the collision of Martial Dao, Chen Yan was victorious.

Time passed slowly.

The morning light first bloomed, just like the brilliance of a pearl lost from the Heavenly Palace, invading the Shanlin.

The autumn wind, carrying a refreshing coolness, flowed into the Mountain Cave.

This Mountain Cave deep in the Qingshan seemed to possess a strangeness; looking from afar, there was actually a layer of transparent, shimmering flowing light shrouding it.

Inside the Mountain Cave, Chen Yan, whose body was covered in fine Blood Trace, took off his Blood Dress, and the Cold Intent vibrated, shattering the Blood Dress.

Afterward, he found a long red robe in his Space Ring and put it on.

Hiss, hiss, hiss...

A faint, almost inaudible sound rang out on Chen Yan's body; those Blood Trace caused by last night's Cultivation Technique were actually slowly healing.

"Hoo..."

Chen Yan slowly exhaled a golden wave of air, and his withered Spirit gradually eased.

Breaking the Limit Cultivation Technique was not an easy matter; during the process of last night's cultivation, Chen Yan's willpower was almost exhausted.

Of course, being so difficult, the harvest was also extremely abundant.

At the very end of the Cultivation Technique, Chen Yan condensed the one hundred and eighty-first Extreme Forging Pattern.

One hundred and eighty-one!

Far exceeding the Boundary Limit.

Feeling the surging power within his body, a hint of a Smile appeared at the corners of Chen Yan's Mouth.

Immediately following.

Buzz!

The space vibrated.

Streaks of Ink Color appeared within the space, winding like dragons and serpents, rendering layer by layer, painting an ink-colored image.

A quiet village, a prosperous Town, were like a piece of unpolished jade forgotten by time, surrounded by black mist.

This was the Martial Dao Dharma Aspect belonging to a Horizontal Refining Realm martial artist.

Compared to when it started last night, the content of this Dharma Phase Image was even greater.

Chen Yan could not quite grasp his own state at this moment.

Now he could be considered to have achieved unity, but he could still continue to condense Extreme Forging Patterns.

Not thinking about these things, Chen Yan felt the Dharma Phase Image behind him in detail.

The next moment, he grabbed at the space with one hand.

Clang, clang, clang...

A sound of extremely heavy wood jamming actually rang out within the space.

Chen Yan appeared to just grab out simply, but in reality, amidst the vibration of his Finger strength, even the space was somewhat affected.

A powerful sense of strength!

Chen Yan's Pupil color flickered; the Horizontal Refining Realm is based on the Extreme Forging Realm, with one's own Flesh and blood perfectly unified, and a comprehensive improvement in Tendon, Bone, Skin, and power.

Just by crossing the Cultivation Realm, Chen Yan's physical strength had improved comprehensively by more than ten times.

"I was shocked when I saw Shen Yiwei destroy a mountain with one Fist in the Origin Crystal before, but at this moment, I feel like I can do it myself."

Chen Yan murmured.

An Unity Realm that transcends the Limit has a Basic Power that is even stronger than the average Origin Realm.

Moreover, Chen Yan had not yet completely entered the Unity Realm.

Because the condensation of the Extreme Forging Patterns had not yet ended.

"It's just that the resources consumed are a bit too much."

Chen Yan glanced at his Space Ring; four hundred kilograms of the five hundred kilograms of Panlong Jade had been consumed by Chen Yan's one-time cultivation.

The reason it was consumed so quickly was, on one hand, for Chen Yan to condense the Extreme Forging Patterns.

On the other hand, which was the bulk of it.

It was that the condensation of the Horizontal Forging Martial Dao Aspect Diagram itself required more resources than condensing the Extreme Forging Patterns.

A headache.

After the Tianjiao Trial, Chen Yan had clearly felt the sensation of being wealthy.

But at this moment, it seemed he had to consider resources again.

"The Corpses of Gong Wu and Gong Hangwen can be handled by Lao Shen and exchanged entirely for Body Tempering medicinal herbs."

Chen Yan murmured.

However, that was a matter for later.

Chen Yan could now feel that he should be unable to continue moving forward in terms of the Horizontal Refining Realm.

The will of the Will Path also has an end.

Breaking the Limit time and time again consumes a lot of one's own will.

If it weren't for Zhuang Ang becoming a Zhi Yi Zhe last night, which made Chen Yan's Yan Realm strength even stronger.

It would have been difficult for Chen Yan to reach that level in his Horizontal Refining cultivation.

Chen Yan walked out of the Mountain Cave and sniffed the scent of soil carried in the forest Wind.

On the Martial Arts Meridian, the tip representing Zhuang Ang was shining brightly at this moment.

Chen Yan could feel Zhuang Ang's will from this tip, which was extremely beneficial for Chen Yan to pioneer the Will Path.

"Next, I should continue practicing the Array Disk," Chen Yan murmured.

The Green Pupil of the Qingqiong Grade A Ancient Divine Beast should at least allow him to cultivate up to Qingqiong Grade B.

In Chen Yan's battle last night, half of that ghostly speed came from his Flesh, and the other half came from the Protective Pattern.

Thinking this, Chen Yan stepped out with one Foot.

This time, he actually felt the support of power within the void.

"So, when power reaches a certain level, one can completely rely on the vibration of one's own strength to perform Flight."

Chen Yan murmured; a Tier 3 martial artist could already perform Flight.

He tried to continue stepping on the void; at first it was not steady, but later he gradually grasped some patterns.

Go home.

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What Chen Yan did not know was.

Today, the name of Bing Yi had already spread throughout Yunmeng City, passing on to all the cities of Qinzhou.

"What, the Gong Family has been wiped out!"

"Who was it, Vice Chief Shen?"

"No, it was a Strong One named Bing Yi, who rode an Ice Dragon alone, suppressed the Gong Family, and killed one thousand people!"

"A ruthless person, absolutely a ruthless person!!!"

On the street, someone spoke in shock.

The entire bustling commercial street, which had been as usual, suddenly boiled over after someone spread the news in the morning.

"Let me tell you, although I didn't see it with my own eyes, my Son is in the Military Guard, and the entire Gong Family was slaughtered miserably!!!"

An Elder who had put on a thin cotton-padded jacket early sat on a bench and spoke in horror:

"Too fierce, a peerless fierce person!

One thousand people, over one thousand people were killed, and the entire Gong Family was frozen!"

All around, countless sounds of gasping for air arose.

They stood around the Elder, all wanting to know more details about what happened last night.

"Old man, what are you saying!"

At this moment, a gray-haired middle-aged man suddenly let out a Low Roar with Anger.

The people around looked at the gray-haired middle-aged man, and the other party seemed to know something too.

The Elder was also startled, and then hummed lowly:

"Everything I said is the truth, what, you don't believe it?"

The others looked at the gray-haired middle-aged man, only to see the other party's face gradually turning red; he first glanced around before speaking extremely earnestly:

"This Bing Yi is not a fierce person!"

His voice was loud:

"If your Son were really a member of the Military Guard, you wouldn't call that Bing Yi fierce and cruel!"

He Clenched Fists and looked directly at the Elder:

"Don't you know how many people the Gong Family killed by privately raising Ancient Divine Beasts?

Bing Yi only killed one thousand, he only killed one thousand Beasts, he didn't kill enough, he didn't kill enough, do you know that?!"

The surroundings quieted down, and everyone's expressions changed.

Because the gray-haired middle-aged man's Frost Mo were a bit red at this moment, and he was clenching his fists:

"He didn't kill enough!"

After speaking, the middle-aged man turned and left; as everyone watched him, they realized that the man was actually a cripple, limping, and his speed was extremely slow.

"This Bing Yi is a hero of this age, the Spine of Great Xia!"

The middle-aged man shouted loudly, attracting passersby from dozens of meters around.

"He is a hero, a hero, not a fierce person; the Gong Family are all Beasts, they deserved to be killed, they deserved to be killed!!!"

His voice was a bit hoarse.

Everyone looked at him, seemingly hearing tragic experiences and high-pitched shouts in the other party's voice.

However, no one walked closer.

They just watched silently.

"Right, Bing Yi is a hero!"

"How many years has that Gong Family been entrenched in our Yunmeng City, sucking how much blood? The Chu Family incident last time was clearly manipulated by the Gong Family in secret, yet the Gong Family was fine, hahaha, ridiculous!"

"If it weren't for Bing Yi, who knows how many more people would have been secretly harmed by the Gong Family!"

"Is Bing Yi fierce? To kill Beasts, how fierce do you need to be?"

"He killed them well!"

"What Shen Yiwei couldn't do, Bing Yi did!"

"Good, good, good!!!"

The Gong Family's raising of Ancient Divine Beasts and harming of living creatures was completely exposed throughout Qinzhou.

On this day, countless people were angry and hateful.

Following that, they were excited, relieved, and felt Ten Thousand respects.

Because of Bing Yi.

Because of a Strong One who slaughtered the Gong Family.

At this moment, what the man who went by the name Bing Yi did not notice was.

Within the Po Saint Realm, that Chaos-Colored Fruit which had long since appeared is growing rapidly.

Until one day, it blooms.

On that day, the world will focus on him.

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Qinzhou provincial capital.

Xiaoyang City.

The Qinzhou Town Martial Guard Headquarters stands upon the vast earth like a Great Sword piercing the Heaven.

The highest level of this Great Sword.

Surrounded by Yun Xu, level with the Heaven.

Inside the room, a Zhong Nian Nan Zi wearing the black long robe specifically issued by the Town Martial Guard stands before the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the Yun Xu level with his shoulder outside the window.

He has an ordinary appearance, but his nose bridge is very high and straight, his face is square, his lips are very thin, and a pair of Frost Mo are extremely deep.

Acting Chief of the Qinzhou Town Martial Guard, the foster son of Lu Xunyang, Zhang Ting.

It was also at this moment.

The office door opened, and a charming woman wearing a black-based floral Cheongsam, with a curvaceous figure and holding a Lady's Smoking Pipe in her hand, walked in.

"Luo Dongli..."

The man named Zhang Ting slowly opened his Mouth:

"Regarding the Gong Family matter, what is the explanation given by your Noble Family Alliance?"

Zhang Ting did not turn around to look at that Steward who is the public face of the Qinzhou Noble Family Alliance, but the coldness in his words was enough to make one tremble.

"Must you be so distant?"

Luo Dongli exhaled a puff of Green Smoke and said with a coquettish pout:

"I rushed over without stopping, not even taking a rest."

Zhang Ting stood with his hands behind his back and said indifferently:

"If you cannot make the decision, call your Father, or call Chen Zhangyuan to come and talk to me."

Luo Dongli's expression changed, and then she spoke with a serious attitude:

"One Bright Moon Grade A precious medicine."

Boom!

A powerful pressure descended instantly, enveloping Luo Dongli's body.

"Luo Dongli, in your eyes, so many people died, and it is only worth this much?"

A cold voice sounded.

Luo Dongli's body sank, and her face turned to Paleness:

"Zhang Ting, what do you want? Do you want me to give myself to you?!"

Zhang Ting's Mu Jin was calm:

"You are not worth as much as those many lives."

"Then what exactly do you want?" Luo Dongli said with difficulty.

"Three Bright Moon Grade A." Zhang Ting slowly turned around, a Smile appearing at the corner of his Mouth.

The pressure disappeared.

Luo Dongli's expression shifted, and in the end, she let out a cold snort and left.

Inside the room, only Zhang Ting remained.

His Mu Jin was calm, but a trace of imperceptible killing intent flashed deep in his Pupil.

It was also at this moment.

A cold voice sounded from who knows where.

"Handling it this way, the Xia Clan will be increasingly dissatisfied with you."

Zhang Ting opened the Document on the desk and said quietly:

"Weren't they already dissatisfied with me long ago?"

The cold voice laughed "hehehe":

"Why not listen to my plan, come to our side; when the future matter is accomplished, you will be a new Prince."

Zhang Ting began to work, watching the Document:

"No, before Chief Lu left, he told me to protect Qinzhou well."

"Hahahahaha!!!"

The cold voice laughed mockingly:

"Protect Qinzhou well?

Even the Xia Imperial Clan has long seen that you covet the divine artifact and want to contend with the Imperial Family.

Xia Chiyi came to Qinzhou and didn't even see you, going straight to Yunmeng City.

Your heart, Zhang Ting, is known to all passersby."

Zhang Ting's expression did not change in the slightest.

That cold voice continued:

"Shen Yiwei has become like that and you don't care, and you are even afraid that the other party will rise and affect you."

This voice fell.

After Zhang Ting wrote the two characters "Bing Yi" on the Document, the tip of his pen paused.

His Mu Jin suddenly became deep:

"I did that for his own good."

A faint sigh echoed:

"Will he ever understand my painstaking efforts?"

"Hahahaha." The mocking Laughter rang out once more.

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