Chapter 311: Shut Up, I'm Thinking

"Hahahaha..."

A series of laughs rang out within the woods, and He Youtong arrived before the stone hall in extreme excitement.

Her breathing was rapid.

At this moment, the interior of the stone hall was empty, save for a single stone table; upon the stone table was a square groove, and within the groove, a deep blue radiance flowed.

Within the radiance, a Black Tortoise swam about.

【Deep Ripple】!

He Youtong's eyes widened, and she laughed as she looked at the line of text above the stone door: 【None but Blood-Qi Martial Artists may enter】.

Chen Yan, how pitiful.

He had worked hard for so long, only to toil for her.

She was just about to laugh out loud when a rustling sound suddenly rang out from behind her.

He Youtong's expression trembled, and she turned around in an instant, becoming incomparably terrified:

"You...!"

"The Chen Clan of the Five Clans."

A crisp and cold woman's voice rang out; wearing a white dress and possessing a stunningly beautiful appearance, Shi Ziqin slowly stepped over the vegetation, her pair of eyes looking at He Youtong with indifference:

"You dog of the Chen Clan, you're certainly quite excited, aren't you?"

Shi Ziqin smiled sinisterly, her entire body overflowing with a terrifying pressure that instantly enveloped He Youtong.

"You aren't... you aren't already..." He Youtong's face turned deathly pale, and goosebumps began to spread across the skin of her entire body.

For Shi Ziqin to kill her would be effortless.

"Thanks to Chen Yan, my heart was indeed dug out!" Shi Ziqin's gaze became incomparably ferocious and filled with hatred:

"But who told me to be a Heaven's Pride? I had a Morning Star-grade precious medicine to conceal my own aura, even deceiving Xue Qi."

A flash of lingering fear crossed her eyes.

At the moment her life was hanging by a thread, Xue Qi had flown right past her; if not for her powerful concealment array patterns,

she really would have died.

All of this was because of Chen Yan.

But now...

Shi Ziqin laughed sinisterly and sauntered before He Youtong:

"To think Chen Yan is a dog of the Chen Clan; I was right to harm him."

She slowly extended her hand, using rolling mental power to suppress He Youtong, gripped He Youtong's neck, and laughed:

"Deep Ripple is mine now."

Roar!

A sound of a tiger's roar instantly rang out.

A drop of blood instantly appeared before He Youtong, the blood condensing into a fierce white tiger; silver light flowed around the white tiger, looking incomparably terrifying.

In an instant, it tore toward Shi Ziqin.

Shi Ziqin's expression changed abruptly, and she condensed array disks around her body, engaging in a life-and-death struggle with the white tiger.

Brilliant and profound array disks condensed from Shi Ziqin's hands, suppressing and killing the white tiger.

Under Shi Ziqin's suppression, the powerful white tiger phantom gradually shattered; it could not stop Shi Ziqin at all.

A look of terror appeared in He Youtong's eyes; she instantly rushed into the stone hall and unleashed her Blood-Qi to connect with the blue light in the stone table's groove.

This blue light was as crystalline and translucent as glaze, overflowing with divine radiance.

"You dare!"

Shi Ziqin shouted in a low voice, furious, but she was entangled by the white tiger and could not enter the stone hall for the time being.

"Hmph!" He Youtong sneered, waving one hand to reveal a metal token in her palm.

She pressed it with one hand.

A smile appeared at the corners of her mouth, but her expression trembled soon after.

Pressing again!

Click, click, click...

She pressed it incessantly.

Following that, she looked at the withdrawal token in her hand, her whole person stunned.

Is the withdrawal token broken?

In an instant, cold sweat poured down He Youtong's body, and she was scared half to death.

All of a sudden, she became incomparably desperate.

The withdrawal token was broken.

Why?

Who broke it?

Despair enveloped her.

All of a sudden, He Youtong's face turned ashen.

Suddenly, she thought of something.

She extended a single finger and used her Blood-Qi to perform a secret technique.

"Chen Yan, get over here!"

She roared out.

She could not care about anything else anymore.

She did not care whether Chen Yan was currently severely injured, or whether he was still being hunted by the Cod Wife.

Chen Yan had to come over.

Otherwise, she would die at the hands of Shi Ziqin in a moment.

Chen Yan had meditated upon the Seventh-Rank Fist Intent Stone, and malice had condensed within his body; this secret technique was what Chen Xiyuan had taught her, a method to control the malice within Chen Yan's body.

As long as she cast it, Chen Yan would be summoned by her as long as he was within one hundred kilometers, becoming her puppet.

"Chen Yan!"

He Youtong broke out in a cold sweat all over.

As long as Chen Yan came over to hold Shi Ziqin back, she would escape in an instant.

Whether Chen Yan lived or died had nothing to do with her.

She had to survive herself!

Roar!

After the White Tiger let out its final roar, it was shredded to pieces by Shi Ziqin.

Shi Ziqin looked at He Youtong with suspicion and uncertainty.

What was this woman doing?

Was the forfeiture token broken?

Shi Ziqin sneered and walked toward He Youtong.

"What is the use of calling for Chen Yan?

Do you really think that just because he could slay Lü Guiwen, he can slay me?" Shi Ziqin's expression became incomparably indifferent.

A look of despair appeared in He Youtong's eyes.

Suddenly, Shi Ziqin's expression paused; she furrowed her brows and looked toward the rear, her body trembling slightly, and she called out a name:

"Chen Yan..."

Her gaze became incomparably icy:

"Are you here seeking death?"

Yet, in the rear, a golden light pressed over the jungle and appeared behind Shi Ziqin.

He Youtong breathed a sigh of relief, then shouted as if giving an order:

"Entangle her, entangle her!"

She shrieked like a shrew:

"Hurry!!!"

"Shut up!" Shi Ziqin said indifferently, and He Youtong dared not speak again.

Shi Ziqin looked at Chen Yan:

"Since you have long since submitted to the Chen Family, logically speaking, you are not my enemy for the time being, but you almost caused my death."

Shi Ziqin's telekinetic power overflowed from her entire body, and layers of flowing, water-like radiance wrapped around her form, spreading outward into the surroundings like ripples.

Yet, the youth who had arrived remained calm:

"Why do you say that because I submitted to the Chen Family, I have no feud with you?"

Shi Ziqin scoffed:

"Do you truly not understand, or are you pretending not to? The Great Xia is about to perish; whether it is the Five Clans or the Martial Suppression Departments of each province, all will be the regional lords of the future.

Our war is in the future, not..."

As Shi Ziqin spoke, a sharp sound of something piercing the air suddenly rang out.

That pair of cold, golden-light-overflowing eyes appeared half a meter in front of her, calmly meeting her gaze.

"You..."

Shi Ziqin's pupils constricted; countless threads of telekinetic power entangled in front of her, condensing into an array disc, incomparably powerful.

But in that very instant, the handsome youth merely extended a hand flowing with golden luster and reached toward her.

Incomparably fast.

Wherever this hand passed, threads of telekinetic power were torn to shreds, the impact force it carried being terrifyingly immense.

"Chen Yan!!!"

Shi Ziqin screamed, her body subconsciously wanting to flee far away.

She had been careless.

A Telekinetic Master must not let a Body Refiner get close.

She wasn't careless; she just hadn't expected Chen Yan's strength to be so...

With a bang.

A large hand instantly pressed onto Shi Ziqin's shoulder.

Shi Ziqin looked; the youth's gaze was sharp, yet held endless disappointment, appearing like a bitter smile, appearing like resentment.

"So... that's how it is." Chen Yan sighed at length:

"The Aristocratic Family Alliance wants to be lords, the Martial Suppression Department also wants to be lords, and the Ancient Divine Beasts do not want to be lords, yet they have been devouring living beings from beginning to end."

Cold sweat seeped out on Shi Ziqin's forehead, dense beads of sweat flowing down.

Chen Yan was powerful to an excessive degree.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

The radiance of array discs exploded one after another; although the two were relatively stationary, their hidden confrontation occurred thousands of times in an instant.

"Whose side are you on, anyway? You've already defected to the Chen Clan, what right do you have to lecture me!"

Shi Ziqin spoke sharply:

"I harmed you because your appearance would cause turmoil in Qinzhou to arrive early; I was not wrong.

As long as the Chief advances to the eighth rank, everything will be pacified, everything will get better, everything will..."

Crack!

Shi Ziqin's shoulder shattered instantly, crushed raw by Chen Yan.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!"

The scream rang out.

Tears of pain flowed from the corners of Shi Ziqin's eyes, her beautiful face becoming sorrowfully lovely.

"The Chief... the Chief will pacify everything; there is no need for Lu Xunyang, no need for Shen Yiwei.

The Chief..."

Crack, crack, crack, crack...

Streaks of golden light blasted into her body, cracks appeared all over Shi Ziqin's form, and she wept.

"Zhang Ting... Zhang Ting..., it hurts so much..."

She cried out loud, looking at Chen Yan:

"I guessed correctly, you are the greatest threat..."

Her vitality was fading, yet at this moment she wailed, streaks of flowing light wrapping around her body, condensing into an array disc, controlling her flesh, intending to turn herself into an array puppet.

"With my final... wish, I condense the array disc, determined to kill... kill you..."

She wailed, her vitality dissipating, the array disc controlling every part of her flesh.

She intended to become an array puppet after death, using her final wish to annihilate Chen Yan.

Chen Yan's gaze trembled slightly; he raised his right fist, a ball of light condensed, and he punched out.

Boom!

Shi Ziqin's head exploded into pieces; she could no longer become an array puppet.

Chen Yan breathed heavily, looking at the corpse before him, showing no joy, his hands dripping with blood.

"You people... why don't you think about whether it is right or wrong!"

He shouted in a low voice, incomparably furious.

If Shi Ziqin hadn't said those things before she died, he wouldn't have been this angry.

But, the other party had a grand ambition, willing to disregard life and death.

He was angry.

"Your wish is built upon the deaths of hundreds of millions!"

"Stupid, stupid!"

Chen Yan's gaze was sharp, erupting with golden light.

"Stupid!!!"

He hadn't been this angry in a long time.

If this firm heart were a crimson heart, it would be moving and stirring.

But Shi Ziqin's heart filled him with disgust!

Chen Yan stood blankly, thinking for a long time.

Was he wrong to kill her?

Throughout history for countless years, how many princes and nobles have there been?

Behind every prince or noble, how many bones lie?

Perhaps he too should be more cold-blooded, letting thousands upon thousands of bones pave the way to his own throne.

He shook his head, speaking to himself, pondering to himself.

Inside the stone palace, He Youtong was frightened pale by this scene.

Shi Ziqin had just died like that.

Her original intention was to have Chen Yan hold Shi Ziqin back so she could escape.

She hadn't expected it to turn out like this.

She walked out, her body trembling, gathering her focus and lifting her head.

He Youtong looked at Chen Yan and took a deep breath.

No matter how strong Chen Yan was, he was still her puppet; she forced out a smile:

"Done... well done."

"Shut up, I am thinking." A cold voice rang out.

"What did you say?!" He Youtong shouted in a low voice.

The next instant, her eyes widened instantly, and a hand swung toward her.

It was just a light wave, yet golden light struck out.

"Shut up!"

Boom!

A massive force sent He Youtong's body flying, causing her to crash into the wall of the stone palace.

Crack, crack, crack, crack...

The sound of bones breaking rang out.

"Ah!!!" He Youtong screamed, her whole body shattered, her internal organs ruptured, the pain incomparable.

"I command you... I command you!" She opened her mouth wide, attempting to use a secret technique to control Chen Yan.

"Shut up!"

In the distance, the young man looked at the corpse of Shi Ziqin and extended one hand to press down through the air.

Boom!

He You-tong's body was instantly crushed and split apart by an infinite, immense force, and flesh and blood shattered all over the ground.

"Ahhh!!!"

A shrill, miserable scream rang out.