Chapter 239: The Only One Who Heard My Cry Was Myself

The Goat Deacon's figure appeared once more, and this time, the tone of his voice was clearly trembling.

In an instant, Zhang Luobai's eyes widened.

At the very front, Shen Yiwei also had his mouth agape, unable to utter a single word.

A roar like the crashing of ocean waves resounded.

Sound after sound of extreme shock shattered the night.

"The fourth crossing already? Isn't this just another Chen Changyuan?"

"This... who exactly is Ice Intent? Who on earth is he?"

"Damn, he is definitely not from Qinzhou. Is he from the Five Clans?"

The crowd discussed it heatedly.

Pair after pair of eyes stared over.

Yet they saw that behind the youth sitting cross-legged on the ice dragon, nine-colored halos suddenly emerged.

The halos were brilliant, carrying a dreamlike, ethereal immortal light.

At this moment, Chen Yan was truly like a son of the gods, his entire body enveloped by truth.

Boom, boom, boom!

His Qi and blood surged, and beneath the mask, Chen Yan's eyes were exceptionally clear.

A sense of obstruction finally appeared.

It was extremely powerful, as if a high mountain had suddenly descended upon the world to block his path.

Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack...

The faint, crisp sounds of shattering resonated from within Chen Yan's arms, hands, legs, and feet.

An even more horrifying, intense pain struck.

Chen Yan's limbs were, at this moment, disintegrating and being reborn.

"Is this the fourth crossing?"

Chen Yan murmured, his voice also trembling.

Through his mask, he looked toward the outside world and saw acquaintances.

Shen Yiwei, Shen Youning, Xu Di, Zhan Hui, Lu Qingqian, and even Li Qingyuan.

They had all come.

He saw that on the side of Luo Chen, those who had originally looked at him with malice now had eyes full of terror.

There was no more killing intent; they were actually preparing to leave.

Enemies were fearful, the crowd was in awe, and friends were gratified.

How comfortable.

This comfortable feeling was even more intense than killing any number of powerful enemies.

Although intense pain racked his body, Chen Yan felt it didn't matter anymore.

He was not yet dead; he was still struggling.

Struggling on the ice dragon, manifesting his holiness before the people of Xiaoyang City, not giving up under the martial arts trial...

He was the Master of Will.

He was also a youth not yet eighteen years old.

A youth who, one year ago, had cried out day after day on a hospital bed.

"What I am struggling for is exactly what I wish to possess."

That Luo Chen had come, regardless of right or wrong, regardless of the world's logic.

He simply wanted to kill him.

Chen Xiyuan had come, regardless of good or evil, regardless of others.

She simply wanted to harm him.

Such people were like this toward him, Chen Yan, and they were the same toward outsiders.

If it were in the past, he would surely have felt that he was treated unfairly and that the world was cold and thin.

But he was the Master of Will, and he had seen too many tragic and horrific things along the path of martial arts.

Those beings who erupted with powerful will were precisely those who could no longer continue to live.

People like Zhou Lu.

Chen Yan murmured in his heart:

"The Master of Will is grand and great, but no matter how great a thing is, it is born from the infinitesimal."

He looked up at this vast universe:

"I am infinitesimal at every moment; I am great at every moment."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The sensation of his limbs shattering grew more intense, and waves of excruciating pain forced Chen Yan to roar out.

"If you cannot bear it, just shout it out."

The Goat Deacon's voice rang out.

At this moment, the horror on the faces of all the onlookers reached a peak.

They looked at one another, then immediately stared back intently.

They had almost forgotten that this Ice Intent was currently enduring pain a hundred or a thousand times more intense than scraping poison from bone.

Only now did they realize.

That Ice Intent had actually not uttered a single cry of pain from beginning to end.

This is... what kind of will?

"What are you shouting for?"

A voice carrying a tremor suddenly rang out.

High above in the sky, Deacon Goat's expression stiffened.

What are you shouting for?

If it hurts too much, then shout.

In this way, it is also better for your own advancement.

This is the crudest, yet also the most useful method.

But these words, Deacon Goat did not speak aloud.

Because, under the gaze of the crowd, the youth atop the Ice Dragon actually stood straight up.

He spread his arms, as if embracing the world.

It was as if, at this moment, his legs and arms had not just regenerated after being shattered.

Under the horrified gaze of Shen Yiwei and the tear-filled eyes of Shen Youning, who was struck by shock.

The youth spoke to the heavens and earth:

"I have already shouted long ago, those who heard my shout..."

The expression beneath his mask paused.

Boom...

Like a surging river, the Yin-Zhe blood Qi rushed violently into his limbs.

All the original physical barriers had vanished without a trace.

Thump!

A low hum rang out.

Truth...

Is being changed!

The rules are being touched!

Deacon Goat's expression froze instantly; he gritted his teeth, feeling goosebumps erupting wildly all over his body!

In the distance.

Inside a warship, Luo Chen and the others, who had already prepared to leave, all wore expressions of terror.

They turned their heads rapidly, their gazes piercing through the massive windows to look at that figure high in the distant sky.

Where in their eyes was there any of the original arrogance?

Even the coldness had vanished without a trace.

Thump!

The sound of truth, profound to the extreme.

The vast majority of people could not hear it, but among the strong, some did.

Thump!

Their gazes became vacant, became horrified, became incredulous.

At the intersection of countless gazes.

That icy intent whispered, speaking its final words:

"The only one who heard my shout, is myself!"

Beneath the azure sky, upon the earth, in the human world, and above the Martial Dao...

The Master of Will, unknown to the world, murmured, speaking to the Martial Dao.

Thump!

When the final layer of truth was shattered.

The Martial Dao rules, visible to no one, were changed at this moment.

"The Fifth Crossing!"

Deacon Goat almost screamed the words out.

What is the Fifth Crossing?

No one knows.

The world only knows that the Golden Body has five crossings.

Because those existences who have passed the Fourth Crossing can clearly feel that there is one more crossing above the fourth.

They felt it, but they could not reach it.

Therefore, there is the Golden Body Five Crossings.

There is the Fifth Crossing that no one has ever seen!

"This child!"

A voice of horror rang out.

A figure wearing a tiger mask and a blue-bottomed, cloud-patterned long robe appeared suddenly, no one knew from where.

Five Clans Chen Family Main Line, Deacon Tiger.

At this moment, Deacon Tiger could no longer sit still.

He came out.

In the distant sky, Chen Xiyuan gritted her teeth!

This icy intent was clearly the one she had favored first!

Must recruit them.

Chen Xiyuan clenched her hands tightly.

Such a genius is not someone of Chen Yan's sort can compare to.

Even if one were to truly become their Dao companion, it would be nothing.

Once befriended, it would be of immense benefit to one's own path of martial arts!

At this moment, every single existence had the intention of befriending Bing Yi.

However, even though they all had the intention of befriending Bing Yi, they could only suppress it for now.

Because, the Fifth Crossing...

Has appeared!

Bang, bang, bang!

It sounded as if the great sea were crashing against reefs, like great waves surging eastward!

That pillar of light enveloping Bing Yi.

Those white lotus flowers blooming like celestial blossoms.

Those brilliant halos.

And those radiant glows emanating from Bing Yi's physical body all began to retract.

They were drawn into Bing Yi's body, converging at the trunk of the physical form.

"The Fifth Crossing!"

Standing upon the Ice Dragon, Chen Yan felt the changes within his body, and a trace of a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth:

"Divine transformation enters the body, shedding the mortal frame and changing the bones!"

His voice was clear and resonant.

What the Fifth Crossing, unknown to the world, truly represents, he would speak of today.

From this day forth, the Five Crossings of the Golden Body shall forever be inscribed with his name, Bing Yi.

Chen Yan felt his physical body, his heart surging with emotion.

The changes of today, converging upon himself, gave him a feeling of being reborn.

As the final wisp of the sound of the Great Dao finished resounding.

A wisp of information from the ethereal unknown entered his mind.

It allowed Chen Yan to thoroughly understand the meaning represented by the Five Crossings of the Golden Body.

From the emergence of human martial arts to its development until now, it has changed step by step.

But no matter how strong a physique is, it will have innate deficiencies.

The path of Qi and blood is based on the physical body, yet it is also limited by the physical body.

Because, the human physical body always has flaws.

Therefore, upon reaching the seventh stage of the Qi and blood martial path, which is the Creation Realm.

The martial artist's physical body is reshaped, perfectly fitting the martial path.

After reshaping the physical body, one can then look toward higher realms.

And the Five Crossings of the Golden Body brings this step of reshaping the physical body forward.

After Chen Yan's Five Crossings of the Golden Body, his physical body shed its mortal frame and changed its bones, perfectly suited for the five paths of Qi and blood, with no more physical flaws existing.

This is the legendary Immaculate Body.

Chen Yan's path hereafter will also be broader, smoother, and more powerful than others'.