Chapter 414: The Great Battle is Coming!

His voice drifted out just like that, containing no battle intent, no murderous aura.

Direct, cold.

The Life-Death Post appeared right before Lu Fusan's eyes, Chen Yan's name written upon it in blood, bold and vigorous.

Lu Fusan gritted his teeth; in that momentary clash of the path of will, he had already lost to Chen Yan.

Now, it was as if Chen Yan had long since known his thoughts, producing the Life-Death Post in advance.

Blood seeped into Lu Fusan's eyes as he scanned his surroundings.

Upon the earth, there were only hostile gazes, and high in the sky, the expressions of the thousands of Lu Clan prodigies who worshipped him to the extreme had also changed.

"Interesting!"

Lu Fusan let out a low growl:

"Interesting indeed!!!"

He pointed a finger, writing his own name in blood.

Boom!

This Life-Death Post instantly erupted with endless brilliant light, transforming into countless golden fragments that dissipated into the heavens and earth.

At the same time, an inexplicable connection seemed to form between Chen Yan and Lu Fusan.

These two would decide life and death in the coming decisive battle; only one could survive.

This Life-Death Post was written by an Eighth Rank powerhouse; it possessed the might of heaven and earth and could not be defied.

At this moment, the expressions of everyone looking at Lu Fusan were changing.

Jidao Wu sighed inwardly.

This Life-Death Post was one he had given to Chen Yan.

He had not expected it to be used here.

Could Chen Yan defeat Lu Fusan?

A Fourth Rank battling the First of the Fifth Rank was incredible no matter how one looked at it, perhaps even seeking one's own death.

Jidao Wu did not speak.

Chen Yan's strength was not low, especially when he unleashed that path of will which even he could not comprehend; he even felt that Chen Yan possessed a might that only a martial arts grandmaster would have.

It was hard to describe, impossible to put into words.

Even so, he was worried.

"Hehehe."

A series of ferocious laughs rang out; Lu Fusan stood straight, looking toward the direction of the Military Martial Guard like a venomous snake.

Behind him, King Xiachen sent a voice transmission:

"Are you confident?"

Lu Fusan's eyes widened instantly as he looked at King Xiachen:

"What are you saying?

I am the First of the Fifth Rank!"

King Xiachen's face showed displeasure, but he still nodded.

He had staked a great deal of his own weight on Lu Fusan.

If Lu Fusan could truly reach the top as a First Rank Star General, then he could also return to Jin Province.

That little sovereign was about to die, and the power of the Xia Clan would be redivided.

Perhaps he could rise again.

King Xiachen shook his head; what was he worrying about?

Lu Fusan was the First of the Fifth Rank, invincible under heaven among the Fifth Rank; why fear a Fourth Rank like Chen Yan?

The previous setback was only because he was inferior to Chen Yan in the path of will.

That was understandable; after all, Lu Fusan had only just entered the path of will.

It was also Lu Fusan's own fault for being too arrogant and refusing to use other means, otherwise he would never have been so wretched.

Inside the Military Martial Guard.

Chen Yan withdrew his gaze, his expression cold and stern.

Within the Saint-Breaking Realm, blue light surged.

The faith of all living beings under heaven was continuously converting into Chen Yan's limit-breaking energy.

The 【Break】 character Saint-Breaking Fruit was growing!

Eighty-five percent!

Eighty-six percent!

…………

Ninety percent!

…………

Ninety-five percent!

Ninety-six percent!

Chen Yan's eyes narrowed, and he growled in his heart:

"Break the limit for me!"

Ninety-seven percent!

Chen Yan fell silent; this was specifically targeting him, wasn't it?

It's just those three points short; couldn't it have just given them all at once?

If he could obtain a "Break" character Saint-Breaking Fruit, Chen Yan would finally have absolute certainty in his battle against Lu Fusang.

He still had one "Skill" character Saint-Breaking Fruit containing the "Condensed Radiance Style" technique that he hadn't consumed yet.

If this one "Skill" character Saint-Breaking Fruit could explode into one hundred.

Chen Yan felt he could directly cultivate the "Condensed Radiance Style" to the Micro-level!

At the Micro-level, a Sun-level Hard-Refining martial art has terrifying lethality to the extreme.

Chen Yan slowly shook his head.

Being able to grow to ninety-seven percent is also fine.

The next moment.

Chen Yan threw a punch.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

A series of fist intents erupted in the void!

Ten layers stacked!

With ten bursts of fist intent in an instant, Chen Yan's combat power was exerted almost to the extreme!

"Not enough!"

Chen Yan let out a low roar:

"Far from enough!"

Lu Fusang wanted to use Chen Yan as a stepping stone, but Chen Yan had no such thought.

The only enemy Chen Yan values is himself.

All along, it has only been himself!

Defeating an enemy doesn't necessarily mean becoming stronger, but defeating oneself will absolutely make one even more powerful!

Stand-Realm eruption!

Chen Yan smashed out with almost every ounce of his strength!

His fist wind became increasingly fierce and overbearing; every punch was thrown without holding anything back, and the next punch would be even more powerful than the last!

Within the Saint-Breaking Realm, white light representing intent energy surged.

"Not enough!"

Chen Yan roared low; he needed something fiercer!

Crack!

Inside the Hard-Refining Origin Space, the array imprisoning the Ten Thousand Prison Nether Thunder was opened by Chen Yan.

A wisp of Ten Thousand Prison Nether Thunder instantly burst out, attempting to invade Chen Yan's physical body.

Clearly, the Ten Thousand Prison Nether Thunder possessed intelligence; having been imprisoned by Chen Yan, it was thinking about how to escape almost every moment.

Its hostility toward Chen Yan was more intense than toward anyone else.

But this time.

It was different!

Just as the Ten Thousand Prison Nether Thunder was about to blast Chen Yan's physical body, Chen Yan's entire body's energy surged, forcibly pushing this strand of Ten Thousand Prison Nether Thunder out of his body.

Crack!

The pitch-black lightning spirit surged and erupted within the training room.

"Come!"

Chen Yan let out a low roar:

"Come, kill me!"

As Chen Yan's voice fell, even the Ten Thousand Prison Nether Thunder trembled.

What a perverted request.

But this lightning spirit only trembled slightly, and the next moment it pierced toward Chen Yan.

Chen Yan raised his arm, his punch like a dragon, smashing out in an instant.

Boom, boom, boom!

Chen Yan's figure was as agile as a leopard, his fist carrying the force of an overturning sea.

Impact!

Smash!

Man and lightning continuously collided in the training room.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

Terrifying bloodstains exploded all over Chen Yan's physical body, blood spraying wildly!

One of Chen Yan's eyes was shattered by the lightning in an instant!

Immortal Will eruption!

Chen Yan's physical body began to recover rapidly amidst the battle.

"That's more like it!"

Chen Yan roared low and struck out again.

His fist wind was biting, every strike carrying the force of ten thousand jun, as if he could crush this violent lightning in one fell swoop.

The Ten Thousand Prison Nether Thunder was also enraged, its aura becoming increasingly terrifying.

This is a Divine Seed; where had it ever been provoked like this?

Within the Saint-Breaking Realm, white light flooded!

Chen Yan is paranoid, even to the point that those around him find it incomprehensible.

Why go to such lengths?

Why must he force himself to that point?

Others will never understand.

When Chen Yan created the Path of Will, everything had already changed.

He is Chen Yan, he is also the Master of Will, a First-Rank General Star of Great Xia, and a General Star for all ages.

Every minute and every second of his, he is thinking.

If it were the Master of Martial Dao, what would he do?

No one taught him.

Even if the Xia Lord were willing to teach him, Chen Yan feels the gap in their philosophies is too great.

Therefore, Chen Yan can only cultivate until he dies, and fight until he dies.

Whether it is the birth of the Word Realm or the birth of the Stand Realm.

Both are related to Chen Yan's mental journey.

Above the void.

The Blood Sword Saint's expression changes constantly.

He actually finds it very difficult to perceive the changes inside the cultivation room.

Especially since this is a cultivation room where Lu Xunyang once stayed, its ability to block perception is very strong.

But the Blood Sword Saint can still faintly sense a trace of it.

After all, as long as there is a door, there will be gaps, and there will be slight gas flow.

The Blood Sword Saint is shocked.

Some say he is foolish, some say he is clumsy.

But no one says he lacks perseverance.

Even Xia Hanzhou is not qualified to say he lacks perseverance.

But he is shocked.

What is this?

Is there anyone who cultivates so recklessly?

For the first time, he discovers that living is not as satisfying as dying.

If a person is this ruthless to himself, what about to others?

Chen Yan is out of place in the entire Xiaoyang City, and even among all the General Star factions.

This person is a madman.

A madman who knows not how to enjoy himself, who knows not how to stop.

The Blood Sword Saint falls silent.

And it is at this moment.

Inside the cultivation room, Chen Yan laughs out loud.

"Fighting with people, fighting with Heaven, fighting with spiritual objects—in the end, it is all fighting with oneself!"

He is laughing.

Because under the intense battle, he can now stack eleven layers of Fist Intent.

Within the Saint-Breaking Realm.

Today, the second 【Will】 character Saint-Breaking Fruit is born.

Inside this 【Break】 character Saint-Breaking Fruit, it contains an even more profound understanding of Fist Intent.

It is very profound, yet it feels as if Chen Yan had realized it personally.

Chen Yan's eyes bloom with radiance.

Opposite him, the Myriad Prison Nether Thunder strikes again, exploding with unprecedented, terrifying thunder.

Chen Yan stands quietly, and the next moment, he throws a punch.

Boom!

An instantaneous explosive punch!

There is no feeling of layers upon layers; the multi-layered Fist Intent seems to have all been added together.

It becomes incomparably heavy and terrifying.

Just as this punch is thrown.

The Myriad Prison Nether Thunder is beaten back, suppressed by the horizontally pushing Fist Intent!

A smile appears on the corner of Chen Yan's mouth.

Thirteen layers of Fist Intent stacked!

…………

At the same time.

Jin Province.

Xia Moon Prince's Mansion.

Lu Ming'an, dressed in golden robes, appears at the entrance riding a golden lion that radiates golden light all over its body.

The two golden-armored guards outside the Prince's Mansion shout instantly:

"Consort Ming'an has arrived!"

Inside the Prince's Mansion, Xia Hanzhou knits his brows and goes out to welcome him.

The two entered the great hall, and Xia Hanzhou smiled:

"Imperial Son-in-law, you are getting married soon, why have you come to my Prince Xiayue's Mansion?"

Lu Ming'an smiled:

"I have long admired the name of Prince Xiayue, so I have come to pay a visit today."

Xia Hanzhou nodded with a faint smile and ordered someone to pour tea.

Lu Ming'an sat down, scrutinized Xia Hanzhou's expression, and smiled:

"Prince Xiayue, there is one matter I have been wanting to ask."

"We are all family, just say whatever it is," Xia Hanzhou smiled.

Lu Ming'an pondered before speaking:

"Is the Thunder-Striken Treasure Land in Xiaoyang City related to the First-Rank General Star selection?"

The smile on the corners of Xia Hanzhou's mouth did not change, but he was sneering in his heart.

He had guessed correctly.

This Lu Clan truly wanted to get their hands on a First-Rank General Star.

The General Stars were the backbone of the Xia Clan, the new blood of Great Xia, and could be called the core of the imperial family.

This Lu Clan was actually bold and audacious to such a degree.

"Since we are family, I will not hide it from you; it is indeed related to the First-Rank General Star," Xia Hanzhou said with a faint smile.

Lu Ming'an's eyes flickered slightly, then he stood up directly and bowed to Xia Hanzhou.

"Imperial Son-in-law, what are you doing..." Xia Hanzhou frowned.

Lu Ming'an hurriedly spoke:

"Prince Xiayue, my Lu Clan's Lu Fusang has the world at heart, and his bearing is no less than the Lu Clan's Lu Xunyang.

If he becomes a First-Rank General Star, he will surely be able to draw the relationship between the Lu Clan and the Xia Clan closer and secure peace for the future great era!"

Xia Hanzhou's expression was calm, but a chill had already emerged in his heart.

The Lu Clan, what great ambition.

"Why don't you go tell the State Ruler these things?" Xia Hanzhou sipped his tea.

Lu Ming'an's expression changed slightly, and he said in a low voice:

"The State Ruler, he is not..."

Xia Hanzhou nodded, the chill in his heart growing even stronger.

There were many in the world who hoped Xia Qi would die sooner.

The world believed that the true power-holder of the Xia Clan was him, Xia Hanzhou, and that Xia Qi was merely a puppet.

But the world had gotten one thing wrong: that young State Ruler who was about to pass away was absolutely not a puppet!

The other party had grand aspirations and could change the great era.

Xia Hanzhou smiled:

"I heard Lu Fusang is going to have a life-or-death battle with someone."

Lu Ming'an nodded:

"Just a little game; if he cannot even overcome a Chen Clan person, then what is there to talk about regarding a First-Rank General Star!"

Xia Hanzhou nodded, the chill in his heart becoming increasingly intense.

A Chen Clan person?

That was the First-Rank General Star valued by Xia Qi, a future Divine General!

That was the Martial Dao Master who created the Will Martial Dao, whom he had seen with his own eyes!

"Then let us wait and see," Xia Hanzhou said with a faint smile:

"The stability of Great Xia requires the Lu Clan to contribute."

Joy appeared in Lu Ming'an's eyes:

"Many thanks, Prince Xiayue!"

In his view, Prince Xiayue had already approved of Lu Fusang becoming a First-Rank General Star.

The marriage alliance between the Xia Clan and the Lu Clan was driven by the Xia Clan, and naturally, it was also driven by the Lu Clan.

The Xia Clan had now reached its twilight years, especially after Lu Xunyang left; the Xia Clan had reached a precarious point.

Xia Hanzhou was already old and lacked vigor, the internal opinions of the Xia Clan were scattered, and that young State Ruler had even less of the ambition to raise an army for conquest!

What his Lu Clan needed to do was to invade and encroach step by step!

A trace of a smile appeared on the corners of Lu Ming's mouth.

He had absolute confidence in Lu Fusang.

As for Chen Yan, how could a Fourth-Rank fight the number one of the Fifth-Rank?

I heard he was the one who brought out the life-or-death scroll himself.

Stupid, courting death!

The smile on the corners of Lu Ming'an's mouth grew rich.

He did not notice at all that a glimmer of killing intent flashed through the eyes of Xia Hanzhou, who was drinking tea to the side.