Chapter 385: Chaos, Everything is in Chaos!

Powerful individuals in hiding shifted their gazes from the Thunder-Strike Treasure Land to the interior of Xiaoyang, all of them sighing in amazement.

"This Chen Yan has quite the reputation!"

"Isn't he supposed to be returning to the Chen Clan? Why are there still so many people willing to follow him?"

"The Aristocratic Family Alliance has actually been reduced to this state because of a seventeen-year-old General Star, tsk tsk."

These people were incomparably astonished.

Chen Yan.

Even if Chen Yan were outstanding, in the eyes of these powerful existences, he was merely an Immortal Body.

They only cared about the Immortal Body; they did not care about Chen Yan as a person.

But today, the prestige Chen Yan displayed caused them to shift their gaze away from the Immortal Body and notice Chen Yan himself.

Outside Xiaoyang City.

Li Muyun and other Second-Rank General Stars were also watching from afar the scenes unfolding within Xiaoyang City.

"They actually worship a member of the Chen Clan to this extent?" Jidao Wu was utterly bewildered.

Xi Congyun watched Xiaoyang City from afar, narrowing his eyes.

Beside him, a beautiful female Second-Rank General Star spoke:

"You are the only one among the Second-Rank General Stars from a humble background. You must seize the support of the humble faction; that Chen Yan will be your rival."

Xi Congyun looked at the woman beside him and murmured:

"Zi Gui..."

Xi Congyun pursed his lips and continued:

"Isn't he about to return to the Chen Clan? Even the State Overseer only rewarded him with a Morning Star-grade gauntlet."

The Second-Rank General Star named Mu Zigui spoke:

"What if he doesn't leave?

He has such prestige in Xiaoyang, so many followers, and even the Xunyang Tower in the College Entrance Examination Secret Realm trembled for him.

This place is his true power base."

Xi Congyun's expression turned ugly; he had not expected that the first enemy he encountered would not be one of the other Second-Rank General Stars.

But a Third-Rank General Star named Chen Yan.

The opponent's strength was indeed still very weak, but his prestige was too strong.

"My father speculates that the Thunder-Strike Treasure Land exists precisely for us Second-Rank General Stars to compete to become a First-Rank General Star.

Chen Yan is not your enemy, but his prestige is too great; it blocks your path to gaining the favor of the humble faction," Mu Zigui said softly:

"A First-Rank General Star is a future Divine General, a Divine General!

Think of the Xunyang Divine General.

In ancient times, he would be a Prince of Equal Rank, not bowing even when seeing the State Overseer.

He is not just the governor of a province, but the king of a province!"

Xi Congyun nodded; that First-Rank General Star was something he was determined to obtain.

He looked at Mu Zigui:

"Will you support me?"

"I will!" Mu Zigui said softly.

…………

Inside a skyscraper.

An Qing, the Chief of the Desolate City Martial Administration, watched everything happening outside the window with bloodshot eyes.

"Idiots, idiots, idiots!"

He roared, his body trembling incessantly, looking like a volcano about to erupt.

He was about to die of anger; he had bribed someone to spread rumors unfavorable to Chen Yan.

He wanted the world to know that Chen Yan, who killed his son An Yunan, was an out-and-out scoundrel.

But he had not expected that the rumors had barely even spread.

At this moment, the entire Xiaoyang City was speaking up for Chen Yan.

Many youths came out to shout Chen Yan's name, viewing Chen Yan as their idol.

This was terrifying; today's events would be etched in people's hearts and then spread continuously.

Chen Yan's reputation would only grow larger.

This was the opposite of his original intention.

"I want him to die!!!" An Qing shrieked, his mouth wide open, two lines of tears flowing from his crimson eyes.

Before the college entrance examination, his son An Yunan was the prodigy who was constantly mentioned.

An Yunan died at Chen Yan's hands, and not only was no one angry, but no one had even mentioned An Yunan's name again.

It was as if his son An Yunan was just a dead clown.

The culprit who killed his son, however, had become an invincible prodigy in people's hearts.

An Qing was in despair.

It was at this moment.

The communication array disk emitted an anomaly; An Qing's gaze trembled, and he hurriedly connected.

The voice of the Ji Clan spy sounded from within the communication array disk.

"I have already dispatched people; they will arrive in Xiaoyang City this afternoon. Give me an address, and we will exchange the payment for the goods."

An Qing's expression trembled:

"What do you mean by 'hand over the goods'?"

"Naturally, it means one of Chen Yan's hands. He is still alive, but you must bring out that Bright Moon-grade tempering breathing technique; only then will I kill Chen Yan," the person sneered.

An Qing's body froze in place.

Is the efficiency of the Ji Clan spies this high?

"You, you, you, you... did you really capture Chen Yan?" He jumped up, his two eyes wide, almost popping out of their sockets.

"Come, let me let you hear his voice," the Ji Clan spy sneered:

"Use that hammer to smash his head and wake him up."

Boom.

On the other side of the communication array disk, a booming sound rang out.

"Ji Clan!"

Chen Yan's cold voice came through:

"If I do not die, I will surely have you all torn to pieces!"

An Qing was stunned; that was indeed Chen Yan's voice.

At this moment, Chen Yan was filled with resentment, filled with despair and helplessness.

"Ha!" An Qing laughed loudly, then growled:

"You aren't lying to me, are you?!

How could Chen Yan be so easily captured?"

The Ji Clan spy chuckled:

"So, have you seen Chen Yan in Xiaoyang City lately?"

An Qing was taken aback.

Indeed, Chen Yan had not appeared for a long time.

"You moved against Chen Yan a long time ago!" An Qing growled.

"What else?" the Ji Clan spy sneered:

"Meet with my people this afternoon and hand over that tempering breathing technique, otherwise I will let Chen Yan go."

An Qing laughed sinisterly:

"You won't let Chen Yan go; he is an Immortal Body."

He sneered repeatedly; since he knew Chen Yan was bound to die, why should he hand over that Bright Moon-grade breathing technique?

"We will let him go. Someone is already contacting us, demanding we release him. Whether Chen Yan lives or dies depends entirely on your choice," the Ji Clan spy was not at all worried that An Qing would not produce the breathing technique.

An Qing paused, then growled:

"Chen Yan must die; I want to watch him die with my own eyes!"

Immediately, he and the Ji Clan spy agreed on a time and place to meet, and the communication was cut off.

………………

"Chen Yan is not here!"

High above the sky outside Xiaoyang City, the Blood Sword Saint looked at the utter devastation on the ground and growled.

In his hand, Deacon Hu spoke with difficulty:

"This is the tenth district underground factory of the Aristocratic Family Alliance. A great battle occurred here last night; it is very likely that Chen Yan caused it."

Deacon Hu's face was deathly pale; he wanted to kill Chen Xiyuan right now.

The Blood Sword Saint had tracked all the way to the underground organization of the Aristocratic Family Alliance where the battle had just taken place.

But this place had been destroyed beyond recognition.

The Blood Sword Saint breathed with difficulty:

"I am finished!"

Murderous intent surged in his eyes; if something happened to Chen Yan, he would truly be done for.

He had only gone to drink a round of wine.

Deacon Hu hurriedly spoke:

"Senior, I think the explosion here was caused by Chen Yan. He has always been hostile toward the Aristocratic Family Alliance, so he plotted to rob this place."

The Blood Sword Saint gave a bitter laugh:

"How is that possible? He is only at the fourth level."

But as the Blood Sword Saint spoke, a sharp light appeared in his eyes:

"Are there any other underground organizations of the Aristocratic Family Alliance here?"

"Senior, you..."

"Speak quickly!" the Blood Sword Saint growled.

He had no other choice; as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he had to grasp it.

What Deacon Hu said was also possible; Chen Yan had just disappeared, and then this place exploded.

It was too much of a coincidence.

Perhaps Chen Yan was bold enough to have already gone to a nearby Aristocratic Family Alliance underground organization to continue his looting.

In any case, the Blood Sword Saint had done exactly that when he was young.

"Do you know the location of any other Aristocratic Family Alliance underground factories?!" the Blood Sword Saint asked coldly.

"I... I know of one more, I don't know about the others; these are all secrets of the Aristocratic Family Alliance," Deacon Hu said, pleading:

"Senior, can you spare me?"

"Where is it!?" the Blood Sword Saint growled.

Deacon Hu's face turned deathly pale, and he pointed to a location:

"Over there, it seems to be the No. 15 underground factory."

The Blood Sword Saint nodded, transformed into a streak of blood-colored light, and flew toward that direction.

He roared:

"If I can't find Chen Yan, Xia Hanzhou will kill me.

All of you animals will have to be buried with me!"

…………

Time passed slowly.

"Luo Dongli, get out here!"

"May the Aristocratic Family Alliance meet a miserable end!"

"Daring to spread rumors about the Third General Star, you are all animals!"

In front of the Aristocratic Family Alliance building.

Thousands of people roared, blocking the plaza in front of the building like a mountain and a sea.

Each and every one of them was angry to the extreme.

The matter of Chen Yan was like a powerful fuse, igniting the entire Xiaoyang today.

The public's anger toward the Aristocratic Family Alliance erupted terrifically today!

Inside the high-rise building.

Wearing a printed cheongsam and holding a pipe, the Aristocratic Family Alliance manager Luo Dongli gritted her silver teeth, her graceful body trembling with rage at the scene before her.

"Who is it!" Luo Dongli growled:

"Who sent people to spread rumors about Chen Yan?!!!"

Luo Dongli took a deep breath; these heaven-gifted individuals who were berating the Aristocratic Family Alliance were all using incredibly harsh language.

The citizens who had rushed to the bottom of the building were spewing filth, cursing without leaving any room for mercy.

Inside the office, the high-level executives all lowered their heads.

"We really didn't have anyone spread rumors about Chen Yan!"

An old man spoke with a bitter smile:

"We have truly been wronged!"

Luo Dongli's face was as cold as ice; she looked coldly at the group of high-level executives:

"If you did it, stand up and admit it; don't all keep your heads lowered!"

Even Luo Dongli herself felt that the ones spreading rumors about Chen Yan must be people from the Aristocratic Family Alliance itself.

Otherwise, who would have nothing better to do than to spread rumors about Chen Yan?

"Damn little animal!"

Luo Dongli hissed coldly.

Chen Yan hadn't even appeared, yet the problems the Aristocratic Family Alliance was currently facing were all because of Chen Yan!

She hated Chen Yan to the core; why hadn't he died sooner?

Clearly just a poor person from a small town, yet he had step by step gained this level of influence.

But she dared not say Chen Yan's name directly.

Luo Dongli gritted her silver teeth, incredibly furious.

It was right at this moment.

The communication array disk began to fluctuate.

Luo Dongli connected the array disk, and immediately after, her gaze trembled, her pupils constricted, and her red lips gradually parted.

"What!!!"

A sharp voice resounded, so much so that Luo Dongli failed to control her Qi and blood, and all the glass of the high-rise building came crashing down with a clatter.

Clatter, clatter, clatter!!!

Layers of glass fell onto the ground, splashing up countless shards.

"Ah!"

An old woman who was still roaring downstairs screamed, and a splashed glass shard pierced directly into her arm.

"The Aristocratic Family Alliance is killing people!!!"

"They're killing people!!!"

"Someone come and sanction them, destroy the Aristocratic Family Alliance!!!"

On the ground, roars resounded, and all the angry citizens bellowed.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

In the distant sky, figures sped over, and experts from all sides appeared.

On the top floor of the building, Luo Dongli was on the verge of a breakdown, the communication array disk in her hand falling to the floor.

She crouched on the floor as if she had lost all her strength, no longer even caring about the roars of the citizens below.

"What happened!"

An expert from the Aristocratic Family Alliance asked.

Tears welled up in Luo Dongli's eyes, and she just kept shaking her head.

She could not say it, because that was a secret of her Luo family.

The No. 15 underground factory belonging to the Luo family had been destroyed by someone.

The No. 10 underground factory belonged to Luo Chen; even if it were destroyed, she wouldn't care, because it wasn't her Luo family's.

But just a moment ago, someone reported that the No. 15 underground factory belonging to her Luo Family had been destroyed.

The Head of the Luo Family suspects it is because of today's events.

Someone was influenced and intended to defect to the Military Martial Guard, so they committed an inside job, stole all the precious medicines, and detonated the underground factory.

This is only a suspicion.

But the problem is, the No. 15 factory is gone.

So many precious medicines are gone, resources are gone, armor is gone...

"What on earth is going on!?"

Luo Dongli clutched her head and let out a low roar.

Just at this moment, a figure flew in from outside the broken window.

"Luo Dongli, as the General Manager of the Aristocratic Family Alliance, you actually committed intentional homicide; what are you trying to do?!"

The person who arrived was the Minister of the Martial Affairs Department, who was currently looking at Luo Dongli with cold eyes.

Luo Dongli clutched her head and looked at the other party.

"Ah!!!"

She let out a miserable shriek and fainted.

All the experts of the Aristocratic Family Alliance watched this scene, feeling only that their brains were spinning.

Even Luo Dongli had been angered into fainting.

Their heads were as big as oxen, and they felt that everything was a mess.

What the hell is going on here!

………………

"You all deserve to die, you all deserve to die!!!"

The Blood Sword Saint let out a low roar, his screaming incessant.

What exactly should be done now?

He truly could not find Chen Yan.

Is Chen Yan dead or alive?

In his hand, Deacon Hu was already completely desperate.

This Blood Sword Saint is a goddamn god of slaughter; when he discovered that Chen Yan was not in the No. 15 underground factory.

This person wiped out the thousands of people inside with a single palm strike.

One palm strike, thousands of people!

Deacon Hu's expression turned indifferent; he had already seen his own future clearly.

Chen Yan, Chen Yan...

Deacon Hu wailed in his heart; the Chen Clan had underestimated the other party's value.

This Chen Yan was merely missing, yet it made the Blood Sword Saint so furious, even desperate, saying that he would be killed by Xia Hanzhou.

Then what exactly does Chen Yan represent?

A First-Rank General Star?

A future Divine General?

Or is he a goddamn future ruler of the nation?

Deacon Hu's brain was in chaos.

At this moment, he was the member of the Chen Clan closest to the truth, and also the member of the Chen Clan closest to death.

He could not say anything, because the Blood Sword Saint might kill him with his next thought.

Boom!

While Deacon Hu was still pondering, his head suddenly exploded.

"Trash!!!" The Blood Sword Saint roared, tossed Deacon Hu's corpse high into the air, and struck out with a palm.

Boom!

Deacon Hu's corpse exploded into a blood mist.

"Hahaha." The Blood Sword Saint laughed loudly:

"I went to have a drink, and I messed things up?"

"Hahaha!"

His demeanor was somewhat manic.

He did not care anymore; if it were confirmed that Chen Yan was dead, he would go directly to the Chen Clan to fight Chen Qi to the death before Xia Hanzhou could arrive at Xiaoyang.

PS: Do these few chapters have a kind of nonsensical beauty?

Hahaha, when I thought of the plot, my brain was exploding.

It wasn't cliché, was it?