Chapter 359: The Martial Dao of Will Appears in the World, the Whole World is Shocked!

"A new... Martial Dao?"

The outside world.

Inside the branch building of the Great Families Alliance in Xiaoyang City.

Chen Changyuan, sitting cross-legged in the cultivation room, slowly opened his eyes.

Throughout the entire cultivation room, ten thousand illusory longswords flickered like fleeting light and shadows, incomparably sharp.

At this moment, a vague sensation also appeared in Chen Changyuan's heart.

The emergence of this strange feeling left him astonished.

But soon, he reached the same conclusion as Yu Changsheng.

"I never expected that Shen Yiwei would actually step into this Martial Dao a step ahead of me."

Chen Changyuan murmured; the aura that erupted from Shen Yiwei that day was exactly the same as the changes in Chen Min described by the person he had sent.

"I have yet to master it; right now, it is only a vague feeling, and I have not yet stepped into that realm."

Chen Changyuan furrowed his brows and began to contemplate it in detail.

He would be one of the first people to walk into this powerful Martial Dao after its birth.

But Chen Changyuan overlooked one thing.

That is, the person who created this new Martial Dao might be someone he knows.

And when this person he knows happens to be his enemy.

Then, for him, this is a disaster.

However, Chen Changyuan could not guess this far.

Even if he had guessed it, he would be unable to know how the Master of Martial Dao controls the Martial Dao.

This is one of the deepest secrets in the world.

Even if he is an Invincible Son, it is impossible for him to know even a shred of it.

After various Great Venerables who looked down upon all living beings surfaced in his mind, he fixed his suspicions on one person.

He began to attempt to enter the Word Realm.

Little did he know, if he were to laboriously enter the Word Realm, the Word Realm would become the greatest lightning rod on his person.

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Martial Suppression Division, Director's office.

Boom!

Zhang Ting's body trembled; at this moment, his eyes suddenly widened, his face filled with an expression of disbelief, and he stood up to look toward the outside world.

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"Ah, open your mouth."

Inside the hospital room, a pretty nurse with an outstanding temperament pinched a grape and held it to Jiang Yuan's lips in a coquettish manner.

Jiang Yuan opened his mouth and ate it in one bite, the fragrance lingering in his mouth.

"Venerable Jiang, you promised..."

The nurse spoke with a smile.

"Just call me Jiang Yuan," Jiang Yuan said with a smile.

The nurse nodded very obediently, inadvertently revealing the curves of her chest.

This scene was seen by Jiang Yuan; all the nurse's intentions were incomparably ridiculous in Jiang Yuan's heart.

But it wouldn't be fun if he exposed it.

"Jiang Yuan, you promised me," the nurse said softly, her breath like orchids.

"Jiang Yuan?" the nurse asked.

Yet at this moment, she saw Jiang Yuan's eyes widen, and his body lying on the hospital bed stiffened.

In an instant, one of his eyes appeared cold, while the other appeared ecstatic.

"What are you doing? You promised me you would return the body!"

Jiang Yuan spoke with extreme coldness.

But immediately after, his expression turned ecstatic.

He stood on the hospital bed as if possessed by madness, yelling and shouting.

"What the hell, what is this?"

"Jiang Yuan, you are courting death!"

"Yu Siyuan, shut your mouth; I haven't had enough fun yet!"

"Jiang Yuan!!!"

"Damn it, damn it, Yu Siyuan, I don't want to die anymore!!!"

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From the very beginning, Jiang Yuan had deployed a telekinetic barrier to wrap around himself, so the outside world could not hear his voice.

At this moment, the nurse was terrified; she could only see Jiang Yuan's blurry figure from within the telekinetic barrier.

At this moment, he was actually jumping around frantically as if performing a shamanic dance.

"Dr. Zhang, Dr. Zhang, something has happened to Jiang Yuan!!!"

The nurse was alarmed and hurriedly ran out of the hospital room.

Leaving behind only Jiang Yuan, who was still jumping around incessantly.

The current Master of Will had no intention of worrying about the changes in the Martial Dao veins.

But Jiang Yuan was definitely an extremely special case.

That is, he has two personalities; one sensed the Path of Will, while the other did not.

The one that sensed the Path of Will is the personality that has always been in control of Jiang Yuan's body.

In the Dream Abyss, in order to help Chen Yan, this personality chose to be slowly eroded and killed by the other personality, so as to unleash his true strength.

As for the hidden personality, Yu Siyuan did not sense the Realm of Speech at all, but he did sense the impending change in Jiang Yuan's personality and decided to quit.

At this moment, Jiang Yuan is two personalities bickering with each other; the personality that had originally given up is trying to leverage the situation to erupt and completely obliterate the hidden personality.

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Yunmeng City.

Inside a villa exclusive to the families of the Military Martial Guard.

Chen Yuhu carried a basin of pork knuckles, walking into the living room with a face full of smiles.

"Old Uncle, dinner is ready."

In the living room, an old man was holding a bowl of stir-fried noodles, wolfing them down as if famished, his mouth covered in grease.

"Enough, enough, you child."

The old man wore white robes, pure as snow and elegant as a cloud.

Yet, when eating, he looked as if he hadn't eaten for many years.

Chen Yuhu placed the pork knuckles on the coffee table, and the old man hurriedly picked one up to gnaw on.

"Old Uncle, you were doing just fine in Chen Prefecture, why did you come to Qin Prefecture? Qin Prefecture hasn't been peaceful these past two years," Chen Yuhu asked, pouring the old man another glass of water.

"Sigh." The old man gnawed on the pork knuckle, a trace of emotion appearing in his eyes:

"Time flies. I wanted to come back and take a look."

Two days ago, Chen Yuhu returned to the old family home, intending to visit the grave of his wife who had passed away many years ago.

He hadn't expected to see this old man sitting under the old locust tree at his doorstep.

The old man's name is Chen Qi, and he is also of the Chen clan.

Years ago, he followed the main branch to Chen Prefecture, and he has returned during this period.

Chen Yuhu knew well that the old man was a clansman, and he should be more vigilant.

But the old man had spoken the names of Chen Yuhu's father and grandfather.

Chen Yuhu searched through the genealogy and discovered that the old man was of his great-grandfather's generation; since he was still alive, he must be a Martial Artist.

Chen Yuhu was vigilant in his heart, but he still reported it to the Military Martial Guard.

His son is now a Third-Rank General Star with a resounding reputation; naturally, he had to be careful with someone arriving from Chen Prefecture.

He could not bring any trouble to his son.

Don't look at him cooking for the old man now; in reality, there are already Origin Realm Martial Artists guarding outside the house.

Inside the house, it was peaceful.

It was also at this moment.

Bang, bang, bang.

A knocking sound rang out, and Chen Yuhu went to open the door.

He saw Hu Zeyuan standing outside the door, looking at Chen Yuhu with a face full of smiles.

Chen Yuhu frowned and closed the door directly.

Outside, Hu Zeyuan, who had been smirking, was stunned, then immediately shouted loudly:

"Chen Yuhu, your family has struck it rich, I'm just asking to borrow some money, you're so stingy."

A trace of indignation appeared in Chen Yuhu's eyes:

"You have lent me money before, and I would naturally lend to you, but before, you relied on your status to directly pull strings for your son to get into the First Martial High School.

You squeezed out the spot that someone else's child had worked so hard to earn.

That child's parents, one is disabled and the other is blind!

You can be shameless, but don't drag our family into it."

Chen Yuhu was furious; he detested such methods used by Hu Zeyuan.

His own son had spent so much effort just to get a spot in the Martial Suppression Class.

As a result, Hu Zeyuan actually dared to use the name of Chen Yan's relative to do such a thing.

Bang, bang, bang!

Outside, Hu Zeyuan was still shouting and making a scene:

"Chen Yan has made something of himself, so you've become snobbish, right? Everyone nearby, come and see what the Chen Yan family is like!"

Hu Zeyuan chose to be shameless.

He is Chen Yan's relative; even if the Military Martial Guard arrests him, they won't do anything to him.

On the contrary, his own son, Hu Yuan, had bought so many precious medicines but had never awakened his blood-Qi; he had no other choice.

Inside the house.

The old man, still eating the pork knuckle, saw this scene but did not intervene.

It was also at this moment.

A strange feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart, and the old man's eyes bloomed with light in an instant.

He stopped the action of gnawing the pork knuckle and looked up at the high sky.

"Send me the information on that Military Martial Guard kid named Zhuang Ang, as well as the information regarding the changes in Shen Yiwei's body from a while ago."

"Yes."

Above the clouds, a crisp female voice rang out.

Very quickly, dense blue text surged like water waves across the old man's retinas.

The old man's expression was dazed.

"Could it be one of those old fellows?"

He whispered:

"I never expected so many changes to occur this year."

Golden light bloomed in his eyes, and inadvertently, a powerful aura of vying for the world spilled out.

"No matter who you are, just because you can reach this step doesn't mean you will win."

The old man was knowledgeable and experienced, and at this moment, he did not seek to comprehend the new Martial Dao.

He knew well that rashly entering a new Martial Dao could potentially bring him crisis.

He was already powerful enough to come to the Great Xia alone, something very few people at his level would dare to do.

A new Martial Dao?

How powerful could it be?

Could it reach his level by the end of its cultivation?

He chose to endure and spoke again:

"Send me the information on Chen Yan."

Immediately after, the real-time image of the ranking list appeared on his retina.

The old man let out a long sigh:

"Extraordinary, another Lu Xunyang."

Following that, he shook his head:

"His initial aptitude is higher than Lu Xunyang's; perhaps his future can surpass him."

The old man stood up.

At the doorway, Chen Yuhu was still in a standoff with Hu Zeyuan.

The old man opened the door and swept a faint glance at Hu Zeyuan.

"You old thing, get lost! Chen Yuhu, get out here!" Hu Zeyuan shouted loudly, his angry roar drawing the attention of many onlookers.

Mockery appeared in Hu Zeyuan's eyes.

For the sake of his son, he could abandon his dignity, but Chen Yuhu could not, so Chen Yuhu had to give him money today.

If it were too little, people would talk.

It was right at this moment.

Boom!

A terrifying pressure instantly descended upon Hu Zeyuan.

Hu Zeyuan was pressed down onto the ground, unable to move, unable to even breathe.

Layers of light flames coiled around his body, and streams of terrifying illusions were injected into his consciousness.

The old man dressed in white gave a low shout:

"Is it embarrassing for you to be related to my Chen family?"

His voice was calm, but it carried an indescribable pressure.

All around, several supervising Martial Origin Realm experts from the military rose up, but they were frozen in the void by a strange power.

"Old Uncle, you!" Chen Yuhu's mouth hung open, filled with vigilance at this moment.

"Little Hu, your craft is too superb; it's a waste of your talent here in this tiny Yunmeng Town."

Chen Qi sighed with emotion and wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth.

He was not speaking falsely.

It was truly delicious.

In the past, when Chen Yuhu cooked, he used fewer seasonings than others, yet he still opened the best-tasting fried noodle shop on that street.

Now that he had more methods and bought more seasonings, the food Chen Yuhu made was even more fragrant.

Chen Yan had found some Martial Dao cultivation techniques for him, but Chen Yuhu's aptitude was average, and his learning was also average.

However, during this time, his culinary skills had improved quite a bit.

Chen Yuhu pursed his lips, still thinking about how to respond.

The person before him had come specifically for his son.

"Don't treat me like a bad guy; I am your relative." Chen Qi smiled:

"Come with me to Xiaoyang, to witness the moment your son becomes the Qinzhou Top Scholar."

Chen Yuhu shook his head:

"Uncle, I won't go; I don't want to embarrass my son."

Chen Qi was slightly stunned; Chen Yuhu was quite sharp-minded.

Chen Yan being so intelligent had something to do with his father.

"You have raised a fine prodigy." Chen Qi sighed, and the next instant, he transformed into a stream of light and flew into the high heavens.

Roar!

Above the high heavens.

The Dharma image phantom of a headless giant appeared, standing between heaven and earth, brilliant and scorching.

The whole world was shocked.

Throughout the entire Great Xia, the gazes of one expert after another were cast over.

"After all these years, the most stunning person in the world is still a son of my Chen family."

The old man's loud laughter resounded across mountains and seas, without any restraint.

As the Giant Dharma Form took a step, he had already appeared beyond the distant mountains.

Upon the earth, sounds of shock rang out incessantly.

"Xiao Hu, are you really not going to take a look? That is your son, after all."

The old man's voice came, not caring in the slightest about being heard by others.

Chen Yuhu's mind was shaken, and he bowed at this moment:

"I will not go."

He was contemplating where he should go to hide during this period of time.

With his children away, was he not the greatest weakness of the Chen family?

If he were captured by others and used to threaten his son, what should he do?

The old man let out a loud laugh, and in the next instant, he was ten thousand miles away, his aura magnificent.

Before Chen Yuhu, the restraints on Hu Zeyuan's body vanished.

He looked as if he had lost his parents, his face full of pain, and at this moment, he kowtowed like a madman toward that receding figure:

"Old Immortal, please go slowly, Old Immortal, please go slowly, I will never dare to do it again..."