Chapter 363: He, Who Never Lost!

"It really is San Jin, how did she fly out?"

"Holy crap, she's too beautiful, even more beautiful than Shi Ziqin."

"No, what is that wrapped within her Qi and blood?"

"Chen Yan!"

"Chen Yan... what happened to him?!"

In an instant.

Boom, boom, boom!

On the side of the Military Martial faction, streaks of Qi and blood wolf-smoke soared into the sky, and figures flew out one after another.

Pairs of eyes stared fixedly, filled with disbelief.

"Chen Yan is dead!"

A female student from the Military Martial faction spoke with extreme difficulty, her voice trembling.

Xu Di opened his mouth wide, his heart sinking abruptly, and he flew over in a panic.

But a Military Martial Guard prodigy blocked his path.

Boom!

He unleashed almost all his strength to push that person away:

"Get lost!"

He was incredibly rough, and after seeing Chen Yan's figure clearly, he observed that there was indeed no breath left on Chen Yan's body.

Grief surged in Xu Di's eyes; it turned out that the light point that had shocked everyone and reached the 190th floor of the Seeking Sun Tower at such high speed represented Chen Yan.

"Truly amazing."

He murmured, the scene of Chen Yan saving him and his younger sister on Green Mountain appearing in his mind.

Immediately after, his angry eyes turned toward the prodigy who had just blocked his way:

"I told you to get lost, didn't you hear me? Didn't you hear me!!!"

He opened his mouth wide, tears appearing in his eyes:

"You blocked the way, do you know that? You blocked the way!"

Shen Youning's pupils slowly dilated.

She looked at Chen Yan, who was being held in San Jin's arms, and for a moment, she did not know whether to approach or stay away.

Yet, serious as she was, tears also appeared in her eyes.

"I always wanted to have a meal with him..."

A voice filled with sobbing sounded; the one speaking was a female student named Lu Linqian.

She spoke in a daze:

"I always wanted to have a meal with him, just once would have been enough."

The first to arrive were the prodigies of the New Dragon Guard.

They had known Chen Yan the longest.

"How could he just die like this? I clearly didn't see him enter the Seeking Sun Tower."

Shao Hengyang frowned tightly; he came to Chen Yan's side and reached out to squeeze Chen Yan's arm.

He was stunned for a moment and cursed under his breath:

"Such a solid arm; with one punch from him, a hundred of me would be beaten to death."

Shao Hengyang laughed out loud:

"I'm so damn jealous."

His eyes surged with melancholy and grief, and he spoke, full of confusion:

"How could he die in the Seeking Sun Tower?"

Among the crowd, San Jin lowered her head and muttered:

"He's not dead... he's not dead yet.

Please, save him."

Everyone was silent.

Shao Hengyang opened his mouth and looked at San Jin:

"I know you are a supreme prodigy and can wipe me out with a slap, but I..."

His eyes were bloodshot, and he roared at this moment:

"I want to know how the hell Chen Yan died!?

He went to the third level of the Dream Abyss to save you, didn't he? Why are you alive and he is dead!?"

Purple lightning erupted from Shao Hengyang's entire body, his aura incredibly volatile.

He could not accept that Chen Yan had died just like that.

He himself hadn't died, so how could Chen Yan die?

Chen Yan was so powerful.

His voice resounded through the sky.

With a boom.

A thunderous sound echoed from within the Seeking Sun Tower.

The 145th floor.

Shang Yunwu flew directly out through the window and roared:

"Fushan, how could he be dead?!"

His voice was like thunder; he had heard a commotion outside the Xunyang Tower just moments ago, and Shao Hengyang's voice had made it clear to him.

He strode through the high sky and quickly arrived before Chen Yan.

"How is this possible!"

Shang Yunwu let out a low roar.

As a Fourth-Rank General Star, he did not submit to the Third-Rank General Star Zhu Lili, but he had submitted to Chen Yan, who was only a Fifth-Rank at the time.

Not until he confirmed that Chen Yan truly had no breath left did Shang Yunwu let out a bitter laugh.

"Even an existence like Fushan can die."

He had always addressed Chen Yan as Fushan, rather than by his real name.

He was the most stubborn of soldiers.

Above the Xunyang Tower.

Zhang Luobai heard the noise from outside and stood at the windowsill, looking down.

He strained his eyes to see, also finding it hard to believe.

Chen Yan was peerless in talent and grace—even he admired him immensely—yet he had actually died.

He sighed, his heart filled with complex emotions.

Previously, he had heard discussions inside the tower about Chen Yan's exploits in sweeping through everything in the Slaughter Forest and the Dream Abyss.

At the time, he had also felt immense admiration in his heart.

He never expected that in the blink of an eye, Chen Yan would just die like this.

He shook his head:

"If you had not died and we had become acquainted, we would have been good friends."

He did not wish to see this scene and turned to continue climbing the tower.

Such is the era; he had witnessed too many heroic and peerless people die.

Even Lu Xunyang had gone to the Ancient God Forbidden Land and his life or death remained unknown.

Hard, hard, hard!

"Chen Yan!"

A woman's weeping voice rang out.

A beautiful woman with golden feathers growing on her cheeks flew over, her eyes filled with tears.

In an instant, the surrounding examinees erupted with Qi, glaring at her.

"Ancient God Beast, kill her!"

"Kill her!"

"Attack!"

A series of low roars resounded.

Cheng Zizhen was stunned on the spot; fear appeared in her eyes, but she looked toward where Chen Yan lay with immense sorrow:

"He never said I was an Ancient God Beast; I am human."

Cheng Zizhen's eyes were brimming with tears, her eye sockets red.

The crowd was stunned, looking at Chen Yan.

"Chen Yan was extremely sensitive to malice; he definitely would have been able to distinguish that you are an Ancient God Beast," a Military Guard who was preparing to attack said, his expression dazed.

As his voice fell, Cheng Zizhen's tears increased, blurring her vision:

"But he never said so."

Yet, in the end, the crowd did not attack, allowing Cheng Zizhen to reach Chen Yan's side.

"He..."

Shen Youning's eye sockets were red, and she spoke with some difficulty:

"What happened?"

San Jin hung her head, only whispering lowly:

"Do you still... have any Dao-Slashing Points? Exchange them for healing... precious medicine; it can save him."

She continued to exert her blood essence, not letting the aura of the precious medicine surrounding Chen Yan dissipate.

Everyone present could see that Chen Yan had already died and was completely unable to absorb the aura of the precious medicine.

The crowd fell silent.

They could feel the obsession in the heart of this girl named San Jin, a fixation so firm it was terrifying.

But everyone understood that the dead cannot return to life.

Silence.

Silence.

"I do." Shen Youning waved one hand, and the Dao-Slashing Bamboo behind her shattered, revealing a jade box.

She opened her mouth, her head hanging low, her eyes fixed on Chen Yan's face:

"I can only exchange..."

Her voice grew small, turning bitter.

"Thank you..." San Jin said.

"I can also exchange."

A General Star ran over, using his own Dao-Slashing Points to exchange for a Blue Vault-grade healing precious medicine, and he said without a care:

"If not for Chen Yan's rescue, I would have died in the Slaughter Forest long ago."

"I have some too."

"I have some too, I just happened to exchange for one."

Voices rang out one after another, and many people took out precious healing medicines.

These precious medicines were all used by San Jin to save Chen Yan.

In the distance.

The candidates from the Aristocratic Family Alliance and the Martial Suppression Division watched from afar.

Someone frowned and spoke up:

"Are these people crazy? Wasting points just to save a dead person?"

"Perhaps... they really can save him?"

"You're crazy too. Didn't you see? Chen Yan is already dead."

"Sigh, what a fine heaven-gifted talent, to die just like that."

They were also incomparably moved.

A girl laughed and said:

"It's good that he's dead. He was from the Military Martial Guards, not our Aristocratic Family Alliance."

But as soon as the girl finished speaking, she shut her mouth.

Because she was being stared at.

Stared at by the person beside her, a very terrifying stare.

"Do you know that if you keep talking, those Military Martial people might rush over to behead you?" the person beside her said coldly:

"If you only evaluate a person based on your own position, then you yourself are the problem."

The girl opened her mouth, afraid, and dared not speak again.

A candidate from the Aristocratic Family Alliance walked out, came to the Military Martial Guards, and took out a jade box:

"It's only Earth Vein grade, sorry."

Another candidate from the Martial Suppression Division went over and took out a pile of precious healing medicines:

"We gathered some on our side, although..."

He sighed and did not continue.

San Jin used these precious healing medicines.

Everyone was silent.

Someone asked for the reason again.

The girl named Cheng Zizhen began to speak.

As she spoke, terrifying mental shackles appeared deep in her and San Jin's minds.

It was the old man who had acted, not letting her tell the details.

Such as meeting the Master of Hardened Body, the chess match between Chen Yan and the Master of Hardened Body, and the appearance of Lu Xunyang.

Such as the fact that Chen Yan possessed Qi and blood, all were shackled.

These were all the greatest secrets.

If they spread, those ancient existences would surely associate them with something, which would absolutely affect the changing situation of the world.

Chen Yan currently could not withstand such a changing situation.

But Cheng Zizhen was still speaking, only omitting those details.

Everyone listened, their expressions changing, incomparably shocked.

Entering the third layer of the Dream Abyss, saving San Jin, and killing Cheng Le and Tang Chang.

Being hunted by five Fei Yi, abandoning his own withdrawal token, finding a chance of survival in a desperate situation, and leading everyone to step onto the ice river.

Saving San Jin and her at the very end of the ice river.

But he himself was trapped in the third layer of the Dream Abyss.

Walking in a world of malice, relying on his own will to break through the Xunyang Tower.

Reaching the final end, tearing through the barrier of malice, but his own life also ended.

Shang Yunwu's eyes brimmed with anger, but he did not know who to direct this anger at, only growling:

"He could reach the 190th floor while wrapped in malice; if it were the real world, he would absolutely be number one!"

He clenched his fists tight, growling repeatedly:

"He is absolutely number one!

Having entered the Dao for only a few months, he achieved such accomplishments.

If he could live, he would be the second Xunyang Divine General!"

He was incomparably furious, a stifled feeling pressing within his heart, feeling that the whole world was damnably infuriating.

No one refuted.

Because Chen Yan's ordeal was too dangerous and thrilling.

If other candidates encountered such a crisis, they would likely have died at the first encounter.

Inside the Xunyang Tower, those breaking through the levels listened, their hearts also incomparably shocked.

Red-haired Zhu Lili stood by the window, looking at Chen Yan below, and spoke with extreme complexity:

"The previous aura of immortality was what he emitted; he comprehended the Immortal Body at the final end and tore through the barrier of malice with the aura of immortality!"

Zhu Lili took a deep breath and spoke with difficulty:

"He won, he didn't fail, he didn't fail even at the end.

He successfully broke through the third layer of the Dream Abyss."

After she finished speaking, she continued to break through the tower, only feeling that there was a breath in her heart that could not be released.

Her voice resounded in everyone's minds like a thunderclap.

Was the Immortal Aura they comprehended actually unleashed by Chen Yan?

Until now, no one had comprehended anything from that Immortal Aura.

Because it was too obscure and difficult to understand.

Merely sensing it slightly made one feel as if they were being scorched by flames, as it contained a powerful rule capable of annihilating everyone.

The gazes of everyone looking at Chen Yan changed completely.

The Immortal Aura was the signature of Lu Xunyang; apart from Lu Xunyang, no one had comprehended it.

Lu Xunyang's almost suicidal cultivation method had discouraged countless people.

Yet this youth before them had actually successfully unleashed the Immortal Aura.

It was too shocking.

"He really didn't lose."

Xu Di spoke with a heavy expression:

"I have known him for a very long time; he has never lost. The so-called heaven-proud geniuses are all people he could suppress with a single hand.

I have never seen a heaven-proud genius more formidable than him."

He flushed red, hoping someone would refute him, as he would surely take action then.

But no one refuted him.

Even those who were unconvinced by Chen Yan were stunned.

He had pierced through the barrier of malice with the Immortal Aura and returned to reality.

Even in death, he had not lost.

The matter of Chen Yan was like a torrent of steel, making it difficult for anyone to deny.

Inside the Xunyang Tower.

The heaven-proud geniuses still climbing the tower stopped in unison.

Zhu Lili's words left them feeling shocked.

Zhang Luobai felt even more conflicted.

He clenched his fists and gave a bitter smile.

Qiu Changji froze in place; he did not want to accept these things, but they were facts.

Qiu Changji took a deep breath, wanting to say something, but in the end, he only spat out one sentence:

"He is already dead."

Dead, and then there is nothing left.

Chen Yan had lost the qualification to continue.

The winner was him, Qiu Changji.

"Impossible!!!"

A low roar resounded.

It was An Yunan walking to the window, roaring with bloodshot eyes:

"That Immortal Aura was clearly rewarded to me by Venerable Lu Xunyang!"

He spread his arms:

"I am a Mirror-Breaker; only I am a fellow traveler of Venerable Lu. You all are able to perceive the Immortal Aura, and you should all thank me!"

He refused to accept that the Immortal Aura was unleashed by Chen Yan.

However, no one paid him any mind.

An Yunan had gained great fame upon first entering Xiaoyang City, and many admired him.

But now, no one paid him any attention.

The other party was more like a clown.

An Yunan became even more furious.

A living Mirror-Breaker was actually inferior to a dead Chen Yan.

Were those people fools?

Taking out so many precious healing medicines just to save a dead man.

If they gave them to him, they could obtain his friendship.

Was the friendship of a Mirror-Breaker not worth more than a dead man?

What kind of logic was that?!

He gritted his teeth, turning his grief and indignation into motivation.

He would continue to storm the tower and shock the world.

Inside the two hundred and thirty-ninth floor.

Yu Changsheng frowned.

He had already heard the commotion from the outside world.

At first, he did not care; since Chen Yan was already dead, there was no need to pay him any more attention.

But when people from both the Aristocratic Family Alliance and the Martial Suppression Division took action and brought out precious healing medicines, he fell silent.

The reputation Chen Yan had gained had actually reached such a level.

Following that, after Cheng Zizhen spoke of Chen Yan's affairs, he paused every three steps.

Until he learned that the Immortal Aura had emanated from Chen Yan, he was completely unsettled.

Yu Changsheng narrowed his eyes, feeling extremely cold.

He had not said anything the entire time, but the color of his eyes had already changed quietly.

The aura on his body was becoming increasingly intense.

"Chen Yan..."