Chapter 351: The Red Heart Is My Master

What Chen Yan did not know was.

At this moment, he was actually still standing upon the frozen river.

The old man on that mountain of corpses was still sitting calmly.

"Chen... Chen Yan..."

San Jin tugged at Chen Yan's shoulder, but Chen Yan was like a wooden puppet, not moving at all.

"What... what have you done... to him?"

San Jin looked toward the old man atop the mountain of corpses, gritting her teeth.

The old man sat quietly; he was the Master of Horizontal Tempering, so why should he care about the questions of a little girl?

"What... have you... done to him?" San Jin spoke again, biting her pearly teeth.

The old man frowned and looked at San Jin:

"Are you scolding me?"

San Jin's face turned pale in an instant; at this moment, boundless majesty erupted from the old man's body.

She raised her head with extreme difficulty:

"You... to..."

The old man narrowed his eyes, his gaze cold; that biting light seemed capable of piercing the barriers of time and space, instantly suppressing San Jin.

He was the Master of Horizontal Tempering, the founding sovereign of the Great Xia.

He was a being of boundless majesty.

Treating Chen Yan that way was already an extreme restraint.

As for others, he did not have such a good attitude.

"No... don't!"

Cheng Zizhen was so frightened by this scene that she could hardly breathe, wanting to pull San Jin back.

Yet, it was also at this moment.

Boom!

The resonance of truth transmitted through the space.

On the body of Chen Yan, who stood upon the frozen river, jet-black Extreme Satin patterns suddenly erupted.

At the same time, wisps of jet-black ink manifested behind Chen Yan.

Martial Dao Dharma Image Diagram, appear!

"This..."

San Jin's entire body stiffened, looking at Chen Yan in utter astonishment.

Why would Extreme Satin patterns and a Martial Dao Dharma Image Diagram appear on one person's body at the same time?

She looked at Chen Yan, her heart surging.

And on Chen Yan's body, two hundred and five Extreme Satin patterns condensed.

Beyond these two hundred and five Extreme Satin patterns.

The two hundred and sixth appeared!

"So many Extreme Satin patterns!!!"

Cheng Zizhen covered her red lips, her eyes wide, shocked beyond compare at this moment.

Above the mountain of corpses.

The old man narrowed his eyes.

What was Chen Yan trying to do?

His intent flashed, and he arrived once more at the courtyard he had created.

Yet he saw, within the courtyard.

Chen Yan's entire body was overflowing with golden light, his will erupting.

His consciousness was bound within the courtyard, but he could still sense the existence of his physical body.

At this moment, he was breaking his limits.

"What are you doing?"

The Master of Horizontal Tempering frowned, staring fixedly at Chen Yan at this moment.

The young man's gaze was clear, and he grinned:

"I am breaking my limits."

The old man's brow furrowed even deeper:

"I told you to think about whether or not to take me as your master; why are you breaking your limits?"

The young man laughed even more heartily:

"I have already answered you."

The old man's expression turned stern in an instant, and he growled:

"Chen Yan, I am the Master of Horizontal Tempering, the founding sovereign of the Xia Kingdom; you dare to refuse me!"

His voice was extremely majestic, every word like a sharp blade slashing at the heart.

He raised his head and shouted:

"Humans are just like this, always lingering between a kind of low-level dignity and gain.

Utterly meaningless!"

His expression became incomparably cold, and then he turned around:

"As you wish; if you are unwilling to take me as your master, then stay in this place for a hundred years."

He stood with his hands behind his back, wanting to hear the youth behind him repent, but he was disappointed.

Thump!

The sound of another rule being broken rang out.

The old man turned his head abruptly; on the youth wearing the General Star Robe, a two-hundred-and-seventh Extreme Satin Pattern had appeared.

"You!" The old man opened his mouth, furious at this moment.

Yet it was also at this time.

"Breaker of Mirrors, come to me!"

A magnificent and majestic voice suddenly rang out.

It was the voice of Lu Xunyang, incomparably hearty.

"I have waited for you for a long time!"

Lu Xunyang laughed loudly.

The old man narrowed his eyes; when he heard this voice, a trace of disgust and mockery flashed through his eyes.

Yet it was also at this time.

The youth sitting cross-legged in the center of the courtyard spoke to Lu Xunyang for the first time:

"I cannot leave this place; you come and fetch me."

Chen Yan's voice fell.

The old man's gaze turned sharp in an instant.

Even Lu Xunyang's voice disappeared at this moment.

The Master of Horizontal Refining looked at Chen Yan, anger emerging in his aged eyes, and he was just about to open his mouth.

"Good!"

A loud laugh rang out.

"Breaker of Mirrors, I shall fetch you now!"

Suddenly!

The courtyard disappeared.

Chen Yan's consciousness returned, and he looked at San Jin and Cheng Zizhen beside him with a smile.

And it was just at this time.

Hum!

Streaks of golden light suddenly crossed over from afar, traversing the boundless space, crossing the barriers of malice, and spilling down toward this side along the horizon.

Atop the Mountain of Corpses, the old man's expression froze, and he instantly roared out:

"Lu Xunyang, you are bold!!!"

"Hahaha!!!"

A dashing, loud laugh rang out from within that golden light.

"Xia Lord, I, Lu Xunyang, have always acted in my life without ever looking at the faces of others; you are very powerful.

But in my eyes, you are still just passing clouds and smoke!"

The old man's expression turned cold in an instant.

He was merely a remnant of the Xia Lord's consciousness, and he truly could not block Lu Xunyang's arrival.

The old man was furious; he stood up, his eyes wide with rage, just like a sudden clap of thunder.

He rebuked the golden light:

"Lu Xunyang, I am the Xia Lord, and you are a Xia General; do you intend to defy orders!"

Boom!

The golden radiance of the great sun erupted, and the golden light on the horizon boiled like the sea.

"You are wrong, Xia Lord.

I am not a Xia General; I am a general of the human race!"

Rumble!

The terrifying golden light instantly suppressed downward, and at this moment, it was actually going to overturn an entire vast glacier.

"Lu Xunyang!!!"

The Xia Lord stood atop the Mountain of Corpses, completely enraged:

"You are bold, do you know who he is, do you know what I am trying to do?!!!"

Hum!

Rolling golden light enveloped Chen Yan and the others, including San Jin.

Lu Xunyang's voice came again:

"He is the Breaker of Mirrors; he has never been your fellow traveler, but mine!"

Endless power surged within the rolling golden light, tearing apart the membrane between the third layer of the Dream Abyss and the outside world.

In an instant, San Jin and Cheng Zizhen were pulled away from the third layer of the Dream Abyss.

Along with Chen Yan, they were also to leave this place completely.

"Bold!!!" The veins on the Master of Horizontal Refining's forehead bulged like coiling dragons, and his eyes were on the verge of splitting.

He had not expected that after finally finding a disciple, he would be taken away like this.

He opened his arms.

Between heaven and earth, the rolling, scorching white power transformed into a giant spanning the heavens and earth, reaching out to grab Chen Yan.

At the same time.

Within the golden light wrapping Chen Yan, a giant fist that obscured the sky and sun also appeared, slamming toward the giant.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The heavens and earth shook, heaven-shaking and earth-quaking.

Space was collapsing, and all the imagery was being stirred apart by the immense force like paint.

This was a bombardment between the new era and the old era.

"Lu Xunyang, you will regret this!"

"Lord Xia, time will prove that the only one who is wrong is you!"

The two voices were grand, continuously bombarding each other.

At this moment, Chen Yan's face was instead overflowing with a smile.

He was wrapped in golden light, flying toward the high sky.

Behind him, the world remained endlessly gray and dark.

Before him, the world was like a gray-black plastic bag, pierced through by the golden light, revealing its original, colorful true colors.

Chen Yan was about to completely leave the third layer of the Dream Abyss.

His body was illuminated by the golden light, incomparably glorious; he turned his head to look at the furious Master of Hard Refinement beneath him, that mountain of corpses that almost reached the sky.

And that boundless ink-colored glacial river.

The further the distance, the more Chen Yan finally caught a glimpse of that massive object within the glacial river.

That was a corpse.

A giant corpse that stood fully several hundred kilometers tall.

Just lying there within the glacial river.

A pair of eyes were wide open, staring back at Chen Yan from below.

The expression was ghastly.

It was a man, a strange face.

But this no longer mattered.

Chen Yan tilted his head, locking eyes with the Master of Hard Refinement at this moment, his entire face illuminated by the golden light.

"All saints are but passing shadows!"

The Master of Hard Refinement fell silent, staring fixedly at Chen Yan.

The young man laughed out loud:

"The Red Heart is my master!"

At the same time.

Between heaven and earth, a vast red light suddenly emerged, surging toward Chen Yan.

This was Dao-Slaying Points.

Candidates who pass the third layer of the Dream Abyss are rewarded by default.

Chen Yan should have received them long ago.

But because the Master of Hard Refinement had intervened, causing Chen Yan to fall into a dire predicament, Chen Yan had been unable to obtain this sum of Dao-Slaying Points.

Now, this reward arrived because Chen Yan had cleared the stage.

Not only Chen Yan, but Dao-Slaying Points also arrived for San Jin over there.

It was just not as many as Chen Yan's.

The College Entrance Examination Secret Realm determined that Chen Yan was the key to the few being able to walk out of the third layer of the Dream Abyss.

Chen Yan immediately took out a Dao-Slaying Seed and began to absorb this massive amount of Dao-Slaying Points.

"Chen Yan!!!"

Behind him, the furious voice of the Master of Hard Refinement was still resounding.

…………

At the same time.

"Don't ask anymore, I have already spoken in great detail."

Outside the perimeter of the plaza where the College Entrance Examination leaderboard was located, inside one of the tents temporarily set up.

Jiang Yuan looked with a bitter smile at the various powerhouses who had entered the tent to question him.

"Chen Yan was in the third layer of the Dream Abyss; when I left, he was indeed being hunted by five Fei Yi."

Jiang Yuan waved his hand:

"His withdrawal token was also destroyed."

As his voice fell, the various powerhouses surrounding him had different expressions on their faces.

The powerhouses of the Military Martial Guard all had gloomy faces, their gazes almost murderous.

Those from the Martial Suppression Division did not look too good either.

As for those from the Aristocratic Family Alliance, although some powerhouses did not reveal anything, the joy in their eyes was extremely intense.

Boom!

Outside the tent, a sound of blood-energy roaring rang out.

A powerhouse frowned:

"What kind of sickness is Shen Yiwei having?"

Someone shrugged and said:

"When one's own subordinate genius is about to die, anyone would be angry."

The crowd was speechless.

Very quickly, the experts from all sides departed.

The only remaining high-level member of the Aristocratic Family Alliance smiled at Jiang Yuan:

"Little Yuan, you did well."

Jiang Yuan was speechless:

"Chen Yan entering the third level has nothing to do with me."

"I understand, you did well." That person laughed aloud, gave Jiang Yuan a look full of deep meaning, and then left.

Inside the tent, only Jiang Yuan remained.

The smile on Jiang Yuan's face gradually vanished, and he just sat there blankly on the bed.

The scene of Chen Yan destroying the withdrawal token was still vivid in his mind.

He did not respect Chen Yan.

At the very beginning, he even wanted Chen Yan to die.

But that scene had been a bit too much of a shock for him.

Because he himself could not do it.

Jiang Yuan's expression turned gloomy; he sat on the bed, clutching his head.

*Slap. *

A palm struck his face.

He wanted to roar, but he held it back.

Here, he was still the second-ranked genius of the Aristocratic Family Alliance, Jiang Yuan.

And not the head of the Second-Rank General Stars.

"Ha!" Jiang Yuan opened his mouth, wanting to laugh, but he couldn't.

Afterwards, he lay on the bed and spoke with a sense of hopelessness:

"In the end, I failed."

He said this quietly, looking at the top of the tent.

Suddenly.

Outside the tent, sounds of shock came one after another.

Jiang Yuan originally didn't care, but then his body stiffened slightly.

He pulled back the curtain behind his head and swept a glance toward the high sky outside.

【First Place Chen Yan: 5.82 Billion】

Jiang Yuan let go, and the curtain fell.

He lay on the bed, his expression somewhat dazed.

Afterwards, he turned his head again and pulled back the curtain.

【First Place Chen Yan: 5.82 Billion】

Jiang Yuan's expression became strange.

He let go of his hand, lay on the bed, and his eyes became somewhat vacant.

Immediately, he let out a low shout.

"Fuck!"