Chapter 393: I, Chen Yan, will surely slaughter you all; this grudge is irreconcilable!

Li Muyun shrugged, though he sighed inwardly.

He was truly a fool.

Pulling a stunt like this today might very well bring trouble to his family.

But he did not regret it.

If he had watched Chen Yan die just like that today, he would have despised himself.

If the Xia Clan were to abandon such a person just to marry into the Lu Prefecture.

Then this Great Xia would surely perish!

"However, this Chen Yan's aptitude is truly formidable; it is not inferior to mine in the slightest," Li Muyun exclaimed in wonder.

Yin Youming did not speak.

Right now.

Even the expressions of those old military veterans protecting Chen Yan were changing; they too were startled.

They felt this kid could suppress them.

"I'm not fighting anymore!"

High above in the sky, that Seventh-Rank powerhouse who had attacked let out a low roar, being the first to state his position:

"I'm going home, I have business at home!"

His breathing was somewhat rapid; attacking Chen Yan today was truly inappropriate.

It was simply like trying to shake a mountain with the strength of one man.

These old military veterans were just like lunatics.

As the man spoke, he transformed into a stream of light and pierced through the void.

"Ji Zixiao, I know you; the Military Guard will surely avenge today's grudge!"

The old military veteran named Tan Yishi, who held a giant axe, roared through gritted teeth:

"I will kill you!"

But that Seventh-Rank named Ji Zixiao had already flown away.

"Damn it!"

"Sigh!"

"Monster!"

"I have cultivated for over a hundred years, yet I am not as good as a kid who has only been cultivating for a few months."

"Perhaps it is because you are as stupid as a pig."

High above in the sky, one low roar after another resounded.

Some Sixth-Rankers who had already attacked, or were preparing to attack, cursed under their breath and left.

They still had lingering fears.

Chen Yan was a bit too terrifying.

Early-stage Sixth-Rankers were truly no match for Chen Yan.

Even mid-stage Sixth-Rankers would find it difficult to defeat him.

Only those Sixth-Rankers who had deeply cultivated two or three paths might have the qualifications to hunt Chen Yan.

The further one reached into the later stages, the stronger those who cultivated two martial paths were compared to those who cultivated only one.

But this also required an immense investment of effort and time.

The great battle retreated.

One powerhouse after another hid within the void and vanished from sight.

From behind, however, came a voice that was cold to the extreme:

"To all of you who attacked today, I, Chen Yan, will remember this for the rest of my life.

Although you did not succeed in killing me.

Yet in this battle, there were those who died at your hands because they were protecting me!"

Within the hidden void, those powerhouses who had attacked were all stunned, their expressions becoming incomparably ugly.

They all looked toward the rear in unison.

"Chen Yan, you!"

A Sixth-Rank powerhouse roared; Chen Yan was threatening them.

What was he trying to do?

Was he so blinded by rage that he wanted to forge an irreconcilable enmity?!

"Kid, I only came for the precious medicine; I have no grudge against you!"

An old man spoke coldly; if one were truly targeted by a monster, no one would have an easy time.

They intended to let the matter drop.

Regardless of the facts, you are not dead yet, so the grudge between us should have dissipated.

But then they saw.

The young man standing in the void, covered in blood, his gaze cold to the extreme.

"I, Chen Yan, will surely slaughter you all; this grudge is irreconcilable!"

His voice was incomparably icy, filled with a killing intent that chilled the heart.

It seemed as if it were carved into the causality of time; everyone could hear that Chen Yan was serious at this moment.

He did not intend to let it go.

He wanted revenge!

Those powerhouses who had made their moves all wore ugly expressions, and at this moment, they took a deep look at Chen Yan before fleeing through the air.

They were truly a bit panicked.

That Chen Yan did not look like a person who would tell a lie.

Zong Heng and the other military powerhouses had trembling expressions, and many of the heavily injured elders had their breathing shuddering.

They had not helped the wrong person.

This child was angry because of them.

An elder flew toward the ground and picked up the corpse of his old teammate that had fallen upon the earth.

There were Military Guards placing dozens of corpses in the void.

These were all people who had died in this battle because of Chen Yan.

"Salute!"

Zong Heng roared, his voice like thunder.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!

High above in the sky and down on the earth, the Military Guards stood in square formations and saluted in unison.

Chen Yan clenched his fists, looked at the corpses before him, and bowed deeply.

"I, Chen Yan, thank you all!

In this life, I will definitely avenge you all!"

He struck his chest with his fists, making a booming sound.

Shang Yunwu and the other Military Guards gritted their teeth, and at this moment, they struck their chests with their fists just like Chen Yan.

Boom!

Incredibly uniform!

Chen Yan's heart was filled with anger.

A smart person's approach would naturally be not to become mortal enemies with those existences.

This was forcing those people into a life-or-death struggle with Chen Yan.

But Chen Yan was unwilling.

Today, for the first time, someone had died because of him.

Chen Yan's anger was beyond words.

He knew this was a necessary process on the path to becoming a Divine General, and he knew that for the future to arrive, many people would inevitably have to die.

But today, it was still because he was not strong enough!

Above the earth, inside the buildings, and on the streets.

Gaze after gaze watched this scene occurring in the sky.

Some were filled with reverence, some with emotion, while others were already weeping.

"Grandpa, Grandpa is gone!"

In an ordinary military family compound, a little boy of about eight years old stood under a crooked tree in his yard, wailing and wiping away his tears incessantly.

An old woman pulled the boy into her arms, tears shimmering in her eyes:

"Don't cry, your grandpa left with a smile."

…………

Inside a high school.

A female student stood on the balcony in front of her classroom, wiping away tears.

"Brother..."

Her body trembled, and even though her classmates comforted her, the tears could no longer be stopped from flowing down.

…………

Inside a park.

An old man wearing a padded jacket was forlornly packing up a chessboard, looking toward the high sky from time to time.

He suddenly smiled:

"Old Liu, you rascal, you're really something, so fierce, you've been fooling me for several years.

You could have at least taught me a few moves; maybe I could have charged up there with you today."

He let out a long sigh, and inadvertently, little teardrops shimmered in the corners of his eyes.

"This old man won't be playing chess anymore; it's no fun without you."

…………

Chen Yan's expression was somber.

Looking at the corpses before him, his heart felt incomparably heavy.

He waved one hand, and precious medicines appeared before him, radiating precious light.

"What are you doing?" Zong Heng frowned.

"I am growing rapidly and cannot wait for these precious medicines to mature; please, Minister, take these precious medicines to the families of these seniors."

"You... where did you get so many precious medicines?" The old soldier named Tan Yishi walked over, his face filled with surprise.

"I robbed the secret base of the Aristocratic Family Alliance," Chen Yan said.

He did not use sound transmission, but spoke openly and generously.

Inside a building in the distance.

The Aristocratic Family Alliance manager, Luo Dongli, who had just regained consciousness, watched this scene in shock.

Upon hearing this sentence from Chen Yan, his brain felt dizzy, and there were signs he was about to faint again.

He was too blunt.

Tan Yishi looked at Chen Yan, his eyes trembling:

"Keep it yourself."

Chen Yan did not speak, but his attitude was very firm.

"Take it!" Tan Yishi pursed his lips, looking at Chen Yan:

"Today, no one appeared because they were forced."

Tan Yishi spoke heavily, pointing to a corpse, his eyes flickering:

"This guy told me the day before yesterday that he thought you could surpass the Sun-Patrol Divine General!"

I told him he was talking nonsense."

Tan Yishi gave a miserable laugh, yet he was incomparably serious:

"But I think now, what he said was right."

His voice was very calm, just looking at Chen Yan like this.

High in the sky, on the earth, eyes one after another were looking at Chen Yan.

Chen Yan felt heavy-hearted, and he suddenly let out a long sigh.

Beside his ears, it seemed as if countless voices were shouting.

On the Saint-Breaking Tree.

Aside from that condensed 【Origin】 Saint-Breaking Fruit.

There was also a deep blue fruit.

This 【Break】 Saint-Breaking Fruit, which originally required Chen Yan to constantly surpass himself to condense,

had grown to thirty-seven percent progress from this battle alone.

It was even still growing slowly.

That was faith.

It was the faith of the common people.

After this battle, the world would thoroughly know the name of Chen Yan.

Famous after one battle, spreading across the five lakes and four seas!

…………

Outside Xiaoyang City.

A battered Ji Zixiao flew away like a stream of light.

A dignified Seventh-Rank, yet one of his arms had been chopped off by Tan Yishi with an axe.

"Damn it!"

"Lunatics, lunatics, they are all fucking lunatics!"

Ji Zixiao roared; he had come for the Thunder-Strike Treasure Land and had made a move because of the Immortal Body.

He was a Seventh-Rank, after all.

He did not expect that he would actually be heavily injured in tiny Xiaoyang just like this.

Cold light appeared in his eyes; he would kill his way back sooner or later, as he had been a bit too impulsive today.

Just at this moment.

Ji Zixiao's body paused, looking at the front in astonishment, where a stream of light was flying over.

A powerful aura instantly locked onto Ji Zixiao.

"Blood Sword Saint!"

Ji Zixiao's eyes trembled:

"You have come out of seclusion?"

The Blood Sword Saint's face was cold, and murderous intent still permeated his brows.

"You..." A trace of fear appeared in Ji Zixiao's eyes:

"Where have you been?"

The Blood Sword Saint arrived and spoke coldly:

"Just returned from the border of Tie Province."

He took a deep breath.

"Are you also here for the Thunder-Strike Treasure Land?" Ji Zixiao asked cautiously.

With a slap.

Ji Zixiao trembled instantly, not knowing when the Blood Sword Saint's hands had already grabbed his shoulders.

Such fast speed!

Ji Zixiao was startled, cursing inwardly.

This Blood Sword Saint was simply a pervert and a lunatic.

Yet he saw the Blood Sword Saint laughing with a crazed expression:

"Do you know, I almost went to fight a decisive battle with Chen Qi."

Ji Zixiao was stunned; what did that mean?

The Blood Sword Saint, however, grinned hideously:

"I was fucking scared to death; Chen Yan went missing, and Xia Hanzhou would definitely chop me to death.

If he wants to chop me to death, I might as well find Chen Qi and let Chen Qi chop me to death, damn it!

Hahahaha."

The Blood Sword Saint laughed loudly.

Ji Zixiao, however, had a stiff expression; the Blood Sword Saint's words had revealed a heaven-shaking secret.

"You scared me to death. I just went out for a drink, who knew that Chen Yan would be running around everywhere? I was searching here and there, I was worried to death.

If Chen Yan dies, who is going to inherit the position of First-Rank General Star?"

Ji Zixiao's face trembled, and he opened his mouth wide:

"Blood Sword..."

Crack!

Ji Zixiao's shoulder was instantly crushed by the Blood Sword Saint.

"Do you know how happy I was when I heard Chen Yan was still alive?"

Crack!

Ji Zixiao's other shoulder was crushed by the Blood Sword Saint.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Ji Zixiao screamed out loud.

"Don't scream!" The Blood Sword Saint's eyes were scarlet, and he growled hideously:

"If you scream again, I will kill your whole family first, then kill you!"

Fear and regret appeared in Ji Zixiao's eyes.

Incomparable regret.

So that was it.

So the Thunder-Striking Treasure Land and all the General Stars were prepared for Chen Yan.

The matter of a First-Rank General Star emerging was real.

The Great Xia is going to go crazy.

To establish a member of the Chen clan as a First-Rank General Star!

He gritted his teeth.

Why didn't you say so earlier?

You should have said so earlier!

If you had said so earlier, I wouldn't have come over!

The Blood Sword Saint's voice, however, became increasingly manic:

"I had just started to get happy, and then you all decided to make a move on Chen Yan.

I was rushing with all my might, I was worried to death, I broke my speed limits, yet I still didn't make it in time."

Crack, crack, crack, crack!!!

Blood-red light, intense to the extreme, enveloped Ji Zixiao, squeezing his physical body, and clumps of blood were forcibly squeezed out.

"Ahhhh!!!"

Ji Zixiao roared as his body was folded, twisted, and flattened.

"Do you know how much I wanted to kill you before!"

The Blood Sword Saint roared hideously:

"I was almost finished because of you!"

Boom!

Ji Zixiao's physical body was completely flattened, transforming into a blood-colored longsword about the size of a palm.

Within it was contained the powerful physical energy of a Seventh-Rank, which, if detonated in one go, could destroy thousands of miles of land.

The Blood Sword Saint let out a long breath and shook his head:

"Scared the hell out of me."

He laughed out loud.

And it was at this moment.

A screen of light suddenly appeared, and the Blood Sword Saint hurriedly put on a serious expression:

"King Xia Yue, are you looking for me?"

Inside the light screen, the figure of Xia Hanzhou appeared, coldness suddenly manifesting:

"Blood Sword, are you looking for death?"

The Blood Sword Saint was stunned, just about to speak.

"The Grand Preceptor has told me everything. You haven't been in Xiaoyang during this time, and she also told me that you, the person protecting Chen Yan, were actually asking her if she had seen Chen Yan."

Xia Hanzhou barked coldly:

"Are you asking for a beating!?"

The Blood Sword Saint's expression trembled instantly, and sweat flowed from his forehead:

"This... this is a misunderstanding."

"You bucket of slop!" Xia Hanzhou was furious:

"Tell me what you can actually accomplish. In the past, you even competed in willpower against Lu Xunyang; you really are always doing things that lose face for the Xia clan."

He was speechless to the extreme.

The Blood Sword Saint's face turned deathly pale, and he smiled bitterly:

"I will definitely make amends for my mistakes!"

"Oh?" Xia Hanzhou became interested:

"How will you make amends?"

The Blood Sword Saint said righteously: "I heard that the Lord of Lu has a child who was born not long ago."

He made a gesture of strangling a neck with a rope.

"Idiot!"

Xia Hanzhou nearly fainted from anger.

………………

Above a vast ocean.

Chen Qi's aura was ethereal, crossing the ocean like an immortal descending into the world.

Gradually, a continent appeared before his eyes.

A golden-armored giant with a powerful aura appeared before Chen Qi and bowed in salute:

"Greetings, Great Elder."

"Mm." Chen Qi nodded:

"Take me to see the Clan Head."

The golden-armored giant spoke:

"Very well, but Great Elder, were you not going to bring Chen Yan back to the Chen Clan?"

Chen Qi pursed his lips and sighed inwardly:

"The matter of Chen Yan is not important; the Lightning Strike Treasure Land is more important now."

As Chen Qi's voice fell, he stepped directly forward.

Chen Yan had disappointed him, failing to overcome the trial of beauty.

Such a genius had too poor a state of mind.

Ever since Deacon Hu reported to him that time, he had no heart to care about Chen Yan's affairs anymore.

The golden-armored giant, however, frowned:

"That's not right. Chen Yan possesses the Immortal Body, as well as Ninth-Grade Fist Intent, and slew Lu Xuanzhi—a Fourth-Rank killing a Sixth-Rank."

"He is one of the top geniuses in our Chen Clan."

As the golden-armored giant's voice fell, Chen Qi's footsteps stopped instantly, and he turned his head sharply:

"What did you say?!"