Chapter 368: Since I Was Born, Why Was He Also Born?!

The wind brings a chill, and the jade dew turns cold.

Frosty maples dye the edges of Xiaoyang City crimson.

Above the streets, ginkgo leaves flutter down like yellow butterflies, carpeting the road in a brilliant golden felt.

A massive college entrance exam leaderboard stands horizontally in the center of Xiaoyang City.

It is something almost every household can see from afar.

【First Place Chen Yan: 11.53 billion】

Chen Yan's name sits high at the top.

The second-place finisher, Yu Changsheng, who follows only Chen Yan, has a mere 7 billion-plus Dao-Slashing points.

"This Chen Yan truly possesses greatness; I once thought he was going to die."

"Almost everyone thought he was going to die, but unexpectedly, he stubbornly survived."

From time to time, people exclaim in admiration.

Chen Yan's name had previously flickered incessantly on the exam leaderboard, and many saw that Chen Yan was near death, struggling on the edge of demise with his final breath.

The people of Xiaoyang City watched in terror.

This Chen Yan is the top scorer of this year's Qinzhou college entrance exam, having obtained over 10 billion points.

Some compare this to the past, noting that Chen Yan will be the highest scorer in the last fifty years.

As for before fifty years ago, the college entrance exam system underwent a reform, making it difficult to compare.

Yet, such a talent was about to die.

Some powerhouses from the Aristocratic Family Alliance laughed, saying Chen Yan would not live long.

But in the end, Chen Yan's name grew even more brilliant, and he completely survived.

Some examinees emerged from the Xunyang Tower just as Chen Yan was dying and recounted what happened.

Powerhouses from all sides were shocked; Chen Yan had actually comprehended the aura of immortality.

His experiences on the third level of the Dream Abyss were even more thrilling and perilous.

All of this left people's hearts trembling.

Up until now.

The previously calm Xiaoyang City suddenly resonated with the sound of tremors.

Pillars of blood-Qi smoke surged out from the plaza where the college entrance exam leaderboard stood.

An examinee who had just withdrawn and emerged roared aloud:

"Yu Changsheng of the Aristocratic Family Alliance has revealed a powerful sword realm and intends to use a thunder formation to slaughter ten thousand of us examinees!"

The moment this voice rose, it was drowned out by ten thousand voices of fury.

"Aristocratic Family Alliance, come out!"

"Yu Changsheng actually unleashed Chen Changyuan's sword realm!"

"Is there still justice in this world?!"

"We ask Chief Zhang Ting to judge!"

Low roars were amplified by the examinees using their respective secret techniques, echoing like thousands of thunderclaps in Xiaoyang City.

The ginkgo trees on nearby streets were shaken by the sound, and ginkgo leaves fell in a rustle.

Powerhouses from all sides appeared, their expressions shifting one by one.

The citizens of Xiaoyang City were stunned, unable to hear clearly.

But they clearly knew that something major was about to happen.

"My son!!!"

A sorrowful roar resounded, and rolling blood-Qi shattered the clouds.

A man wearing the uniform of a Martial Suppression Division Chief erupted with killing intent, howling incessantly.

Some recognized that the one roaring was the Chief of the Huang City Martial Suppression Division.

His son, An Yunan, did not have a high ranking on the college entrance exam leaderboard, and having disappeared earlier, the man had assumed his rank had simply dropped.

Now he finally discovered that his son was dead; his name had vanished entirely.

Zhang Ting appeared, his expression also exceptionally grim.

Just a moment ago, he discovered that Qiu Changji's name had vanished; he was already dead.

Zong Heng, the Minister of the Military Martial Guard, appeared, followed by a group of military powerhouses, standing on the opposite side of the Martial Suppression Division.

On the side of the Aristocratic Family Alliance, Chen Changyuan did not appear.

Instead, the General Manager, Luo Dongli, appeared leading a group of elders from the Aristocratic Family Alliance.

Luo Dongli's face was somewhat pale; even though she had not yet figured out what exactly had happened.

She understood that it was likely aimed at the Aristocratic Family Alliance.

"What exactly happened?!" Zhang Ting asked in a low voice.

Zhang Luobai hurriedly flew over to report the situation to his father.

"Lili, come here."

Zhu Lili's father spoke, and soon Zhu Lili, Shang Yunwu, and other star-rank students headed toward the military side.

The matter was quickly clarified.

Luo Dongli screamed:

"What!"

Her mind reeled; Yu Changsheng actually wanted to refine all the examinees into blood pills.

Has he gone mad?

Chen Changyuan appeared as well, his expression shifting, now revealing a look of gravity.

On the side of the Military Martial Guards, an elder already had baleful energy erupting from his entire body, the murderous intent contained in his eyes nearly enough to wipe out Luo Dongli on the spot.

Zong Heng, however, suddenly let out a roar:

"Immortal Body!"

He opened his mouth wide, his two eyes bulging like lanterns:

"Little Shen, the Immortal... the Immortal Body!"

Zong Heng shouted, only then realizing that Shen Yiwei was still in closed-door seclusion.

Because of the death of Chen Yan, Shen Yiwei had previously developed a blockage in his heart and had gone into closed-door seclusion, giving it his all.

The elders on the military side could no longer sit still; some hidden elders even flew out directly, looking at Shang Yunwu and roaring:

"Say that again, you motherfucker, say that again!"

Shang Yunwu's face twitched, feeling as if he were about to be crushed to death by the elder in an instant, but he still took a deep breath and said:

"It is Chen Yan who appeared; he is too powerful, capable of suppressing Yu Changsheng, and he even revealed the Immortal Body.

He is the true Heaven-Defying Prodigy, not some An Yunan."

The scene was silent; some breathed rapidly, while others felt as if their hearts had stopped beating.

Zong Heng felt it was necessary to pull Shen Yiwei out directly.

The other party was still filled with grief and indignation over Chen Yan's death, turning his pain into strength while in closed-door seclusion.

It was too pitiful.

Chen Changyuan was silent; he had actually already guessed that a mutation would occur.

But the fact that Chen Yan had awakened the Immortal Body still made it difficult for him to accept.

The Immortal Body.

Lu Xunyang had left behind a secret for the world, and many people knew of it.

Lu Xunyang was certain that as long as one condensed two hundred and sixteen Extreme Satin Patterns, one could obtain the Immortal Body.

Many powerhouses knew this, but they all just glanced at it and didn't care.

Two hundred and sixteen Extreme Satin Patterns?

Are you kidding me?

But Chen Yan had awakened the Immortal Body.

Could it be that he had truly broken through the limits of the realm so many times?

Hadn't Chen Yan already achieved Unity long ago?

Chen Changyuan had originally kept his hands behind his back, but at this moment, his two hands were tightly pinched together.

Chen Yan and his Luo Chen clan had no possibility of reconciliation.

The other party's entire family—not just his generation, but his father and his grandfather—

had always been blockaded by Luo Chen, their opportunities for rising extinguished.

Luo Chen had severed their future.

But Chen Yan had broken the blockade and risen.

Step by step, he had become such a powerful enemy.

Chen Changyuan was not too worried about the matter of Yu Changsheng, but the fact that Chen Yan had awakened the Immortal Body made it hard for him to maintain his composure.

With a hum.

The Qi and blood within his body were a bit out of control.

"Great, this is great!"

An elderly man in the military named Tan Yishi had tears streaming down his eyes:

"This child, I knew from a young age that he would be brilliant and talented, destined to cut across all prodigies; now that I see it..."

No one paid him any mind.

In a distant place.

Inside the living room of a villa, an elder in white was still holding a bowl of stir-fried noodles, eating.

He only heard a rough summary of the events in the distance.

He had seen too much and was long since unperturbed.

But it was at this moment that the elder stopped the action of eating his noodles.

He was startled.

Immortal Body?

No mistake?

He was stunned for a long time before glancing at Chen Xiyuan, who was serving him nearby.

The latter's face had turned pale, and her body was trembling slightly.

"What is it?" Chen Qi spoke indifferently:

"My Chen clan's son has awakened the Immortal Body, and you are afraid?"

With a snap.

The water cup in Chen Xiyuan's hand fell to the ground, but the water in the cup did not spill.

Chen Qi glanced at Chen Xiyuan and gave a faint smile:

"You must have wanted to use Chen Yan before, and you yourself never expected that Chen Yan could reach this point.

You are afraid of Chen Yan, and you are also afraid of me."

Chen Xiyuan lowered her head, feeling that her secrets could not be hidden at all in the eyes of this elder before her.

However, the other party does not yet know that she secretly harmed Chen Yan with the Crystal of Malice.

Once they find out, it is estimated that they could instantly erase her existence.

Chen Qi could not be bothered to pay attention to Chen Xiyuan; he looked into the distance from afar and clicked his tongue in wonder:

"An Immortal Body, how did it awaken? Could it be that he obtained Lu Xunyang's secret transmission?"

He had his own guesses in his heart, and he also knew about the vibration of the Xunyang Tower.

Looking at it now, the person who broke the mirror that Lu Xunyang spoke of was not An Yunan at all, but Chen Yan.

"Xiao Hu," Chen Qi said.

High in the sky, Deacon Hu hurriedly bowed, his eyes filled with shock: "Great Elder, please speak."

Inside the room, Chen Qi raised his hand indifferently:

"I say..."

*Slap. *

An invisible force suddenly appeared and struck Deacon Hu's face.

Deacon Hu spat out blood, and one of his teeth was knocked flying.

But at this moment, he hunched his waist, not daring to talk back at all.

A look of disappointment appeared in Chen Qi's eyes:

"You came to Qinzhou to find the person who broke the mirror, and you only found an An Yunan; do you think that is reasonable?

Instead, you felt that Chen Yan was not worth investing in.

A perfectly good, top-tier prodigy was placed right in front of you, and you couldn't see him."

Chen Qi took a deep breath; he had only gone into seclusion, so how had these juniors of the Chen Clan become as stupid as pigs?

Deacon Hu nodded hurriedly, fear appearing in his eyes:

"It is my fault; I was muddled."

*Slap. *

Another slap.

"What is the use of you saying you were muddled? You have already been muddled once, and I am afraid that tomorrow or the day after you will still be this stupid," Chen Qi cursed in a low voice:

"The Chen Clan is going to be finished!"

He took a deep breath; in his view, even if they could not get the person who broke the mirror, they should have brought Chen Min back to the clan.

In his view, Chen Min was also a genius, a top-tier genius.

But Deacon Hu and Chen Xiyuan were both blind.

They thought that after Chen Min lost once, he was no longer worthy of being called a prodigy.

Could one hundred An Yunans compare to one Chen Min?

The most critical thing was still Chen Yan.

They insisted on staring at a pile of dung and could not see the towering tree right in front of them.

He was incomparably disappointed.

Deacon Hu struggled to gasp for air; he appeared to have only taken two slaps, but in reality, once he returned to the Chen Clan, his status would be slashed in half.

And merely being slashed in half would be the best-case scenario.

Damn that An Yunan.

Deacon Hu roared incessantly in his heart.

Every other word was about how he was a mirror-breaking prodigy, with his nostrils pointed to the sky, and even he had believed it.

As a result, he had not seen the real mirror-breaking prodigy, Chen Yan.

The Origin Space could turn into a great city, and he had awakened an Immortal Body himself.

If this was not a mirror-breaking prodigy, then what was?

Deacon Hu was suffering endlessly in his heart.

He was blind!

He hoped that An Yunan could come out alive so that he could properly torture the other party for several hundred years.

Unfortunately, An Yunan was already dead.

Seeing Deacon Hu like this, Chen Xiyuan was even more afraid.

The Chen Clan's Great Elder, Chen Qi—outsiders feared him, and those of his own clan feared him even more!

The other party appeared peaceful, but once he made a move, it was swift and decisive.

Chen Changyuan was likely just a chess piece the other party used to play against the Xia Clan.

Chen Qi slurped some noodles and shook his head:

"Not delicious; not as good as what Chen Yuhu makes.

That kid's cooking is quite to my taste; he should be hiding somewhere during this time, and I haven't seen his daughter either."

He smiled.

This family of three from the Yunmeng Chen Clan were all quite interesting.

Perhaps Chen Yan's sister, who was always elusive, was also a genius.

However, his brow furrowed the next moment.

"Did Chen Yan damage his withdrawal token on the third level of the Dream Abyss?"

As his voice fell, Chen Xiyuan, who was at his side, seemed to wake from a dream and hurriedly looked at the college entrance examination leaderboard.

She saw that Chen Yan's name was still on it.

"Yes... yes!"

Chen Xiyuan spoke up.

Chen Qi pursed his lips and continued eating his noodles, only frowning:

"One Yu Changsheng, two Fei Yi.

Can Chen Yan and that abandoned daughter of the main family from Jin Province win?"

Chen Qi murmured, letting out a soft laugh:

"He certainly has a spirit of self-sacrifice."

He shook his head; he understood the history of Chen Yan's rise.

Indeed, there were many instances of self-sacrifice.

For example, once being assassinated by a killer, he abandoned his teammates' help to handle it alone.

For example, at the Gong family, he chose to go kill Li Hou by himself.

"If he returns to the Chen Clan, I must teach him well—how can a person live without being selfish?

Wouldn't you agree, little Yuan?"

Chen Xiyuan nodded, her expression unpleasant.

Outside, a series of low roars resounded at the same time.

"He actually damaged his withdrawal token; he didn't come out." Shang Yunwu roared, filled with regret:

"To call us out, he fell into the trap all by himself!"

The outside world was in an uproar.

Chen Yan had actually ventured into danger.

Some were moved, some were trembling.

With only Chen Yan and San Jin left, how were they to face Chen Changyuan and those two Fei Yi?

It was likely going to be a difficult battle.

It might be extremely dangerous!

"Chen Yan is in danger!" someone wailed.

…………

Sss, sss, sss………

Chen Yan gripped the neck of a Fei Yi; the moment his right hand made contact with the Fei Yi's neck, wisps of black smoke dissipated outward.

"Skree!!!"

A shrill, piercing scream resounded.

This Fei Yi died under the obliteration of Chen Yan's will.

On the ground, Yu Changsheng was covered in lacerations, his bloodstains shocking to the eye.

"Will!"

He let out a sound he himself felt was absurd and grotesque, the madness in his eyes vanishing.

It was not confusion, but dullness.

He still had strength; he could still unleash his Sword Realm.

But he did nothing, only watching the young man walking down from the high heavens, all his own power becoming weak and limp.

Master of Will.

What does that mean?

What is will?

What is he the master of?

He is the ultimate of the world.

"Hahahahaha!!!" A frantic voice resounded across the earth; Yu Changsheng roared endlessly like a madman.

"Since I was born, why was he born too!!!"

He spat out mouthfuls of blood, a strange, flushed red appearing on his face, frantic and pathological.