Chapter 417: The Human World is Boiling!

Lu Fusang appeared.

He stood in the void, the handsomeness buried between his brows making him seem like a figure who had stepped out of a painting.

The one battling him was also very good-looking, not like a creature of the human world.

However, they did not appear.

A smile emerged on the corner of Lu Fusang's mouth; he sensed that Chen Yan was eating.

The house door wasn't even closed, so he could naturally sense it.

In that house, many girls were crying, worried about Chen Yan, worried about Chen Yan's future.

The smile on the corner of Lu Fusang's mouth grew more intense.

He seemed to be a bad person.

However, he liked it.

This feeling of tearing apart someone else's life, who wouldn't like it?

Chen Yan's younger sister appeared, Chen Yan's father appeared.

Lu Fusang laughed and shouted loudly:

"Chen Yan!!!"

"Come out and fight!!!"

His voice resounded through heaven and earth, ravaging Chen Yan's dignity.

But Chen Yan did not come out.

King Xiachen laughed, scared?

The person with the greatest courage in Great Xia, would also be afraid?

The Aristocratic Family Alliance was also laughing.

There are not many opportunities to see Chen Yan so embarrassed, and there won't be any more in the future.

"Chen Yan!!!"

"Come out and fight!!!"

Lu Fusang roared again.

In the distance, the General Star faction's eyes showed anger and killing intent.

Lu Fusang must be killed!

Chen Musheng flew over; he was also nervous, he was about to make a move.

But the moment he appeared, he was noticed by King Xiachen.

King Xiachen narrowed his eyes; the Chen clan people had come.

Wanting to save Chen Yan?

Ridiculous!

Chen Yan must die today!

The good show is all prepared, only Chen Yan's corpse is missing!

His gaze flashed, and he unleashed a powerful pressure, suppressing outward, instantly enveloping Chen Musheng.

Chen Musheng's body stiffened, and at this moment, he opened his eyes wide, looking at King Xiachen.

King Xiachen glanced at Chen Musheng, revealing a very ferocious smile.

"Chen Yan, are you a coward!?"

Lu Fusang grinned, his voice cold.

His voice became overbearing at this moment.

Because things had become boring.

Chen Yan still wouldn't come out; this was no longer interesting.

If you were more frank, more straightforward, me killing you would count as a relatively successful affair.

But like this, it's really not interesting.

"Chen!"

He had just spoken, thinking it would take a bit more effort, but he didn't expect Chen Yan to appear.

The moment that figure appeared inside the courtyard of the Military Martial Guard, he locked eyes with him.

The next moment, he came over!

So fast!!!

Lu Fusang's mouth curled; Chen Yan's speed was so fast, he was so excited!

Boom!!!

Rolling golden wild thunder erupted from within Lu Fusang's body, and the sky brightened greatly.

Morning Star-grade A-tier Blazing Secret Flowing Thunder!

Ten thousand golden thunders condensed together, exploding into a brilliant light like a rainbow, vast and mighty, endless!

The world was shocked, heaven and earth suddenly brightened; this golden thunder crashing down was almost like a great sun falling to the earth, incomparably terrifying.

This is a Divine Seed, far more terrifying and shocking than what Lu Xuan had unleashed that day!

Some were nervous; does Chen Yan have the combat power to walk in front of Lu Fusang?

But down below, Chen Yan's figure still rushed over like a stream of light, facing the terrifying sea of thunder, and threw a punch!

Just one punch!

Boom!!!!

The fist light collided with the thunder, unstoppable, as if carrying the impact of a great world; the huge roar even caused heaven and earth to distort.

Fist Realm!

A Fist Realm that pushes horizontally like a mountain-toppling, sea-draining force!

It is absolutely not the initial entry into the Fist Realm; it has at least the power of the third or fourth level of the Fist Realm!

"Fist Realm!"

Xia Chenwang stood up in an instant, his mouth agape, his eyes splitting at the corners.

The Fist Realm has appeared!

How is that possible?

But how could his thinking be faster than the speed of battle?

The world only saw that golden thunder, vast as the sea, being forcibly pushed aside by another indescribable power, exploding in reverse toward the deep sky!

Lu Fusang's mind trembled in that split second.

He did not expect it, absolutely did not expect it to be like this.

When did Chen Yan learn the Fist Realm?

He was hiding his true strength!

He is not a beginner in the Martial Dao at all, but an old monster who has been well-versed in the Fist Realm for decades or even hundreds of years!

His brain reeled, but he suppressed all his thoughts in an instant.

Yet the next moment, an even more violent punch was thrown.

The fist imprint was mighty, stirring up ten thousand streaks of golden thunder!

【Kun Secret Myriad Affairs Fist】!

Bright Moon-grade, Grade A martial art!

One punch traverses, its divine might covering the world.

The next moment, that figure had already attacked.

Lu Fusang threw a punch!

Willpower pressure, inevitably used!

His combat power erupted under the effect of the Word Realm, a two-fold superposition!

Facing this punch of his.

The Chen Yan opposite him, however, had cold electricity blooming in his eyes as he pointed a finger!

A finger?

Why is it a finger?

Everything happening at this moment gave Lu Fusang no time to think.

The next moment, a fist and a finger collided!

In the moment of contact, the light in Lu Fusang's eyes vanished instantly.

A powerful force departed from him in that very instant.

The power of his punch instantly shrank, and the pressure on his body instantly disappeared.

The Willpower path, gone!

The power was suddenly drained away!

No one noticed, no one perceived it, but Lu Fusang's heart gave a violent jolt.

The next moment.

Crack!

Chen Yan's finger pierced through his fist, accompanied by the horizontal-pushing Fist Realm surrounding him.

The world was shocked; this is the 【Condensed Radiance Style】!

This is a 【Condensed Radiance Style】 of the Profound Entry level!

But in Lu Fusang's mind, there was no concept of the 【Condensed Radiance Style】 at all.

Because there was another terrifying thing!

From the tip of the finger that pierced into Lu Fusang's fist, a streak of pitch-black thunder suddenly shot out, instantly traveling along Lu Fusang's arm to strike into his neck and pierce into his brain.

Lu Fusang's eyes widened; what is this?

His brain was stung with pain by this streak of thunder; what kind of thunder is this?

Even more terrifying than his Kun Secret Flowing Thunder?

Is Chen Yan a Qi-Blood martial artist?!

He opened his mouth wide, wanting to roar.

No one outside could have noticed, because at this moment he was surrounded by his Kun Secret Flowing Thunder; only he alone perceived the strange thunder that had snuck into his body!

Lu Fusang stared fixedly at Chen Yan's eyes; he had discovered a great secret, he had to roar!

Roar!

Yet at this very moment.

Hum!

A willpower terrifying to the extreme crashed from Chen Yan's fingertip into Lu Fusang's fist, blasting into his consciousness!

Lu Fusang's eyes split at the corners, and blood seeped from them.

What is this again?

This is not willpower pressure; this is Willpower!

How can Willpower be used to kill?

How is it possible?!

He had discovered another great secret, and he wanted to roar.

However, the next instant.

Accompanying it was a powerful pressure of will coming from the outside!

It shook Lu Fusang's consciousness just like that, crushing and killing his will with irresistible force.

It didn't give Lu Fusang any time to roar at all.

The next instant.

With a squelch.

Chen Yan's finger had already pierced into Lu Fusang's forehead.

It pierced in deep.

A laser beam shot out from that fingertip, piercing through Lu Fusang's brain.

Lu Fusang widened his eyes; he had never once underestimated Chen Yan.

But he had never thought he would lose like this.

He widened his eyes, looking at Chen Yan.

Chen Yan was speaking; he couldn't hear clearly, but he could read the lip shape.

Did I disturb your meal?

Lu Fusang's pupils were slowly dilating.

He died not only under Chen Yan's methods but also under a series of unknown questions.

Why was Chen Yan a Blood-Qi Martial Artist?

Why could Chen Yan's Fist Realm be that powerful?

Why had Chen Yan's 【Radiance-Condensing Style】 already reached the marvelous stage?

Why could Chen Yan's will directly smash the will of others?

Why did his own strength in the path of will suddenly disappear?

Question after question flashed by; Lu Fusang didn't even have the chance to think.

How could he possibly think through so many questions one by one?

Therefore, he left the final moments of his life to that most critical, most important, and most unspeakable question.

Why did his strength in the path of will disappear?

Why, why?

His vision began to blur, and in the end, he could only see that sliver of Chen Yan's gaze?

It was very cold, very indifferent, as if a Martial Dao Great Expert were looking down at him.

Speaking coldly.

Killing you, what does it have to do with you?

Why?

The light faded from Lu Fusang's eyes.

He seemed to have guessed why, but it was so terrifying, too terrifying, it was impossible.

How could it be?

So, is it like this?

So, is it such a... frightening... fact...?

Lu Fusang, dead!

A clear breeze blew, and the water ripples remained still.

This battle seemed intense, but in reality, it ended in just a split second.

No one knew how many times Lu Fusang and Chen Yan had exchanged blows in this instant, or what kind of thoughts had arisen.

But Lu Fusang was dead.

His head had been pierced through by Chen Yan's finger.

The entire Xiaoyang City, everyone was gazing up at the firmament.

"Brother!!!"

Inside the Military Martial Guard, Chen Yu, who had rushed out, was stunned.

This scene had truly happened, but it was so dreamlike that it made people unable to confirm for a moment whether it was real or fake.

Regardless, the world was silent.

In the void, streaks of golden thunder flickered with electric filaments like rootless fire, then extinguished.

The air was permeated with a burnt smell.

Above the sky, there was still a huge void hole blasted out by that finger of Chen Yan, slowly healing.

After the space twisted continuously, it returned to its original state.

Countless people were stunned, their gazes fixed only on that lean figure with wild black hair and faint radiance flowing over his body.

Whoosh...

A clear breeze.

It was as if the world were playing music in silence, cheering for him.

It was only for a split second.

"Chen Yan!!!"

Exclamations exploded, shattering the silent night in an instant!

Like a sudden clap of thunder on flat ground, the next moment it spread and rippled outward, and the entire Xiaoyang City surged like boiling water!

"Chen Yan won!"

"He defied the odds to defeat the first of the Fifth Rank, but it was so fast, I didn't see it clearly, I didn't see it clearly, did I see it wrong?"

"This..., terrifying, so terrifying!!!!"

"I simply cannot believe my own eyes, I'm still alive, right, I'm still alive, right?"

"Too fast, it felt like he was fighting a Fourth Rank, even Lu Xuanzhi didn't die that quickly."

"He is my Qinzhou prodigy, he is the second Lu Xunyang!"

"Bullshit, he is just Chen Yan, he is the Immortal Prodigy, Chen Yan!!!!"

Exclamations rang out across the heavens and earth, and the gazes fixed upon Chen Yan changed in an instant.

Laughter, shock, admiration, disbelief!

Some elderly people wept with joy, wiping away their tears, feeling they had seen wrong, as if they had mistaken him for someone else.

Inside the Military Guard.

Zong Heng, Tan Yishi, and other high-ranking officials watched, somewhat numb.

They felt they had seen wrong, dared not believe it; it was truly too frightening.

Inside the Aristocratic Family Alliance building, rows of high-level executives just watched.

The sounds of their light laughter, ferocious grins, and discussions from a second ago seemed not to have vanished, still ringing in their ears.

But at this moment.

Silence!

No one spoke, yet they all stood up.

Especially Luo Feng; he stood up, staring fixedly, suspecting he had seen wrong.

Did I see it wrong?

His expression grew increasingly rigid, increasingly livid.

Above the void.

King Xia Chen stood up from his luxurious throne, then sat back down with a thud.

His body was as if completely welded to the seat, unable to move a single inch.

Even his breathing could not continue.

This scene brought him too great a visual impact.

He was a powerhouse, and he too suspected he had been deceived by an illusion.

How could this be?

Those thousands of Lu Clan prodigies were even more like stone statues, deeply sunken into the space.

No one dared to speak, unable to speak.

Lu Fusang, in their eyes, was an invincible prodigy.

Is he dead?

It is impossible to see clearly.

Yet the corpse had been collected by Chen Yan into his Origin Space.

The thousands of General Stars outside Xiaoyang City had the same expression; they looked at Chen Yan in astonishment, shock, and disbelief.

Following that, feelings of admiration and worship arose.

Li Muyun and Yin Youming looked at each other, their minds shaken, breathing deeply.

In the distance, Xi Congyun narrowed his eyes and furrowed his brows, then his pupils gradually shrank, shrinking to a terrifying degree.

"He... exactly..."

His throat was so dry and hoarse that he could no longer speak.

Beside him, Mu Ziwei lowered her head, not even daring to meet that pair of eyes.

That person is a future First Rank General Star, unstoppable by anyone.

Inside the light screen of the high heavens.

Chen Qi saw this scene and stopped flying.

Instead, he fell silent, standing high in the sky, dazed for a long time.

High in the sky, Chen Yan frowned.

Just in that instant, a Malice Crystal had entered his body.

It was very strong, Seventh Rank.

But he, Chen Yan, is the existence that most suppresses malice.

Chen Yan forcefully suppressed this Malice Crystal, turned around, and flew all the way to the Military Guard.

Looking at his dazed younger sister, he patted her head, then looked at the equally sluggish Chen Yuhu and said with a soft smile:

"Dad, I want to eat stir-fried noodles."

………………

Jinzhou.

Inside the State Governor's Mansion.

"This..."

Xia Qi stood up; before him was still a light screen, the image within it being the current Xiaoyang City.

King Xia Yue at his side could not speak.

Xia Qi clenched his fists tightly, his whole body trembling, his eyes wide with excitement.

He had prepared many things for Chen Yan.

That one chance to never die.

Furthermore, the Grand Minister of Rites and the Lesser Minister of Fate were ready to strike at any moment to disrupt the Life-Death Decree.

But they were not needed.

The development of the situation fell into a direction no one could have imagined.

"I cannot die," Xia Qi said, his breathing heavy:

"With such a general, if I were to die, I would not be able to see the day he leads his troops to conquer the enemy!"

As the State Ruler, he was also excited to the extreme.

He had witnessed an incredible scene.

He had not placed his trust in the wrong person.

Just as his father had chosen Lu Xunyang, he too had not chosen Chen Yan wrongly.

He was very excited, deeply moved, and happy to the extreme.

It was as if he had seen the arrival of a glimmer of dawn.

Chen Yan, he also cultivates Blood Qi, and also cultivates Spear Intent!

What the world sees is merely one side of Chen Yan!

Xia Qi gritted his teeth; he seemed to see the dawn, the birth of a divine general.

In his state of extreme agitation, his expression became desolate once more.

He had never feared death, but at this moment, he was afraid.

He wanted to live until the day he could see the Great Sun hanging in the sky.

He turned around, the black markings on his face becoming increasingly distinct, stretching from the corners of his eyes, the flesh within the black markings blurred and bloody.

His voice was incomparably low:

"I do not want to die so early."

…………

Overseas.

Lu Continent!

Here, the sky had not yet darkened.

The technology of Lu Continent was more advanced, and the people's faces often carried a sense of solemnity.

Upon the earth.

Everywhere one looked, there were skyscrapers reaching into the clouds, their metal skeletons gleaming with a cold, frigid light in the setting sun.

Above the buildings, massive holographic images like the eyes of gods looked down upon the masses.

The streets were like winding giant snakes, weaving through the steel jungle.

Warships sped past like meteors, leaving behind dazzling trails of light in the void.

It was at this very moment.

Hum!

On every building, the colorful holographic images all extinguished, and every flashing advertisement ceased broadcasting.

All the screens, after a burst of static, simultaneously displayed a man dressed in white.

The world was shocked; that was the Third Elder of the Lu Clan.

Yet, one saw that the man in white wore a look of sorrow and hatred as he spoke.

His voice resounded through every street and every building of Lu Continent.

"Lu Continent's Rank 5 Number One, Lu Fusang, engaged in a life-death battle with Chen Yan in Xiaoyang City of Great Xia."

His voice fell.

The entire Lu Continent fell into a momentary silence.

Countless people opened their mouths wide, watching intently, waiting for news.

Yet, they saw the Third Elder's expression become incomparably sorrowful as he spoke with difficulty:

"He has fallen!"

PS: You all could never imagine how much filler I can write.

Actually, it is not meant to be filler; it is that I intended to write it this way from the beginning.

The reversal of the story combined with the reversal of the structure is an experiment, but how can one progress without experimenting? Change is always necessary.