Chapter 420: The Change of the Thunder-Strike, Witnessed by the World

"Kid, don't blame me for wanting to harm you; if you must blame someone, blame that Little Sovereign!"

Within the void, King Xiachen's aura was concealed to the extreme, and his speed was incredibly fast, crossing mountains and seas in an instant.

A fierce glint hid in King Xiachen's eyes; he had not wanted everyone to know, but now there was no other way.

He glanced at Chen Yan, whom he was holding in his hand, and a cold sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

What surprised him was that ever since Chen Yan had been hoisted into his hand, the boy had not said a single word.

Had he accepted his fate?

King Xiachen narrowed his eyes and ignored him further.

He was an Eighth Rank; it was impossible for him to let Chen Yan slip out of his control.

Just at this moment, a communication message arrived.

King Xiachen waved one hand, and a golden magic array appeared before him, remaining stationary relative to his figure.

As the array operated and golden patterns swirled, a deep, heavy male voice emerged.

"Xiachen, have you captured Chen Yan?"

This was the voice of the Land Master.

"I have been discovered. Although the Xia Clan does not intend to protect Chen Yan, for a Xia Clan King to personally take action to capture him still results in a huge loss!" King Xiachen spoke.

"I know. I will prepare what you want. Bring him to the border of Tie Province; someone will meet you there."

The Land Master's voice ceased.

A strange brilliance appeared in King Xiachen's eyes.

The item he was exchanging with the Land Master was extremely precious; it might allow him to reach the peak of the Eighth Rank in his lifetime.

As for the Ninth Rank.

King Xiachen didn't even have that thought; it was too difficult, and there were not many Ninth Ranks in the entire world.

The communication cut off.

King Xiachen looked at Chen Yan in his hand and was about to speak when his gaze suddenly shrank; he sensed an extremely powerful aura flying toward him.

Eighth Rank!

King Xiachen's heart sank, and he immediately tore open space, hiding with Chen Yan within the nothingness.

At the same time.

Chen Qi, with a murderous look on his face, streaked across the night sky like a jet-black stream of light; he had keenly sensed something, but it had vanished just now.

"Xiachen!"

Chen Qi roared:

"I know it's you. Hand over Chen Yan, and everything the Land Master promised you, I will give to you!"

Chen Qi was furious to the extreme; he had never expected so many things to happen overnight.

His strength was indeed stronger than King Xiachen's, and even among all the Eighth Rank martial artists in the world, Chen Qi was one of the best.

But if another Eighth Rank was determined to flee, it was truly difficult to catch up.

Once one reached the Eighth Rank, even in the nothingness, one would not lose their coordinates and would not be swallowed by the void.

Once hidden within the nothingness, it was hard to find them.

"Xiachen!"

Chen Qi roared, but King Xiachen's figure never appeared.

Murderous intent surged in Chen Qi's eyes.

He regretted it immensely; had he known, he would have headed to Xiaoyang sooner.

Only now did he realize what he had lost.

Chen Qi sighed inwardly.

Just at this moment.

In the sky.

The firmament hung low like a curtain of ink-dyed silk.

Suddenly, wisps of clouds and mist appeared, lingering beneath the vault of heaven.

Chen Qi narrowed his eyes, staring fixedly at the strange phenomenon in the sky.

Not only him, but King Xiachen also discovered it.

Throughout the entire Great Xia, in all eighteen provinces and hundreds of cities, the exact same scene appeared.

At this moment, in every region and every corner of Great Xia, everyone saw this sight.

In every place, patches of clouds and mist, as if brushed by a divine hand, gradually outlined themselves, transforming into a massive silver screen.

Within this cloud-mist silver screen, light flickered, displaying a great city, with thousands of General Stars standing in the void outside the city.

Around the four sides of the city, four thunder pillars like swords of divine retribution shot straight into the firmament.

This was clearly the scene within Xiaoyang City.

The scene within the entirety of Xiaoyang was still blurry, but the Thunder-Strike Treasure Land and the massive thunder hourglass formed by the spreading thunder pillars were incomparably clear.

The Thunder-Strike Treasure Land was, at this moment, being broadcast throughout the entire Great Xia.

The world was shocked.

First came the General Star Order, then the appearance of the Thunder-Strike Treasure Land.

Everything pointed to the fact that the Thunder-Strike Treasure Land would erupt with a world-shaking event.

Now, broadcasting it everywhere only served to show that once the thunder sand in the upper part of that thunder hourglass completely flowed out, something capable of affecting Great Xia would occur!

Otherwise, why would such a massive display be necessary?

Chen Qi stared fixedly at the massive cloud-mist silver screen, his teeth clenched tight.

He was wary of the Thunder-Striken Treasure Land, and wary of that god of slaughter who would appear in the future.

But he did not care about these things now; he only knew that his Chen Clan prodigy had been captured by King Xiachen.

"Damn it!!!"

Chen Qi roared.

King Xiachen also saw it, his eyes filled with shock; he did not even know what would happen in the Thunder-Striken Treasure Land.

Clearly, he had still underestimated the weight of the Thunder-Striken Treasure Land.

"This is also good!"

King Xiachen sneered; now that everyone was focused on the Thunder-Striken Treasure Land, the attention on Chen Yan would be relatively reduced.

The public opinion he would have to face would also be less.

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"I really... envy you."

At the border between Xiaoyang City and Yixian City, the ink-colored sky and the lush forest set each other off.

Xiaoyang City and Yixian City each had a massive cloud-mist silver screen, the light radiating from which was enough to span thousands of miles and be seen from afar.

Jiang Yuan looked at that massive cloud-mist silver screen and sighed sincerely at this moment.

He looked at Chen Yan beside him, and the envy in his eyes was truly too genuine.

He was shocked.

What the hell was this?

Not only did they have to issue a General Star Order, but it also had to be broadcast nationwide.

Why did the Xia Clan value Chen Yan so much?

He had dreamed of being appointed a First-Rank General Star, but even in his dreams, there was never such a grand display.

"Jiang Yuan, in the future, you and I will both be appointed as Divine Generals; there is no need to care about this momentary matter."

Beside him, Chen Yan smiled.

"Don't!" Jiang Yuan waved his hand hurriedly:

"I don't need your comfort."

Jiang Yuan pursed his lips and glanced at Chen Yan:

"What are you doing coming out? If I were you, I would just lie at home and sleep; once I woke up, I would be a First-Rank General."

Chen Yan shook his head.

He had simulated the lightning tribulation dozens of times within the Continent Mirror, and not once had he succeeded.

But Xia Qi's plan was not wrong.

Because the longer Chen Yan delayed his tribulation, the more terrifying the lightning tribulation he would encounter would become.

It was even an exponential increase in difficulty.

What Chen Yan could rely on now was to use Malice Crystals to strengthen his own will.

Where could one find Malice Crystals?

Naturally, from the Aristocratic Family Alliance.

The Aristocratic Family Alliance developed Qi-Blood Treasure Pills using the physical bodies of ancient divine beasts; were the remains of those ancient divine beasts not objects condensed with malice?

The malice that others viewed as poison was, to Chen Yan, like sweet dew falling from heaven.

Moreover, this Aristocratic Family Alliance had not given up on their desire to harm him.

But the underground organizations of the Aristocratic Family Alliance had either been emptied out or swept away by Chen Yan.

Now, the place that was closest and offered the greatest opportunity.

Was Yixian City, the Luo Clan!

Chen Yan looked at Jiang Yuan and smiled:

"Tell me about the situation when Lu Xunyang underwent the tribulation for the Law-Extinguishing Realm back then."

Jiang Yuan was taken aback, then looked at Chen Yan and said:

"Divine General Lu's tribulations were all quite miserable; every time, it was a life-or-death struggle.

When he was undergoing the tribulation for the Law-Extinguishing Realm, I saw the recorded footage; he was indeed on the verge of death, and perhaps it was the strength of his Immortal Body that allowed him to hold on."

Chen Yan was calm inside, thinking.

His Law-Extinguishing Realm lightning tribulation would only be more powerful than Lu Xunyang's, perhaps even several times stronger.

"However, the most miserable tribulation Divine General Xunyang ever faced was when he was undergoing the sixth realm of tempering, the Self-Alone Realm."

Jiang Yuan continued:

"That time, the momentum shook the heavens, and seven World-Extinguishing Lightning Tribulations descended; no one thought Divine General Xunyang could survive, and it seemed he really only had one last breath left at the time."

Chen Yan frowned slightly.

Something was wrong.

According to what Xia Qi said, the Fifth-Rank Law-Extinguishing Realm lightning tribulation should be far more terrifying than the Sixth-Rank Self-Alone Realm.

Because the Law-Extinguishing Realm lightning tribulation was about eliminating one's own connection to the laws of the world.

One would encounter extremely strong constraints from heaven and earth.

As for the tribulation for the Self-Alone Realm, the connection between the physical body of a tempering martial artist and the rules of heaven and earth had already been severed, so there was no need to undergo such a terrifying lightning tribulation.

But why?

Jiang Yuan continued:

"As for what happened later, I have told you; the Continent Mirrors of ten out of the eighteen continents of Great Xia appeared to forge a Divine Armor for him.

Even if there were people in the Xia Clan who wanted to object, that was already the trend of the times, and it could not be defied."

Chen Yan listened and nodded.

"Will something go wrong when you undergo your tribulation?" Jiang Yuan asked.

"I don't know," Chen Yan replied.

Jiang Yuan's brows furrowed slightly; he could not understand Chen Yan.

He was extremely skilled at discerning the truth of matters by observing others' words and expressions, and after awakening his Will, this ability of his had become even stronger.

But he could never see through Chen Yan.

This person, when they should be happy, had no expression of happiness, and in moments when they should be in despair, had no expression of despair.

This was terrifying.

For a very long time, he had suspected that Chen Yan was an invincible powerhouse hiding as a weakling.

Chen Yan stopped speaking, and Jiang Yuan then flew toward Yixian City with Chen Yan.

At the same time.

Yixian City.

A large courtyard was situated at the foot of the Green Mountain range.

Covering over a thousand kilometers, it was filled with high-rise buildings, and the park was extremely modern.

Compared to Yixian City, the Luo family's courtyard was simply like another world.

At this moment, inside the Luo family.

Figures rose into the air one after another, looking toward the high heavens.

Everyone was paying attention to the giant silver screen of clouds and mist standing horizontally between heaven and earth.

"The methods of the Xia Clan are truly endless; compared to the Xia Clan and the Five Clans, my Luo family is still just a small family."

A low sigh rang out.

The one speaking was a middle-aged man wearing a pitch-black long robe, who bore a seventy-percent resemblance to Luo Dongli.

Everyone looked at the man and echoed his sentiments.

This person was named Luo Wensang, the current acting patriarch of the Luo family.

The patriarch, Luo Feng, was already old and preparing to enter a death retreat.

Luo Dongli had already died.

The opportunity belonging to Luo Wensang had arrived.

A smile played on the corners of Luo Wensang's mouth, and then he waved his hand:

"Go back, continue the celebration!"

As his voice fell, the high-level members of the Luo family all wore smiles.

Although Luo Dongli's seventh-day memorial service hadn't even passed yet, Luo Wensang didn't care at all.

Originally, Luo Dongli's existence had been blocking his path.

Luo Dongli's strength was mediocre, but because he was deeply favored by the family head, Luo Feng, he had become the backbone of the Luo family.

Now that he was dead, it was exactly a good thing for Luo Wensang.

Of course, today's celebration was not for Luo Dongli; that would not make sense.

It was because of Chen Yan.

Chen Yan had been taken away by Xia Chenwang, and the great enemy of the Aristocratic Family Alliance had been eliminated; this was the truly great news.

"Come, come, drink! With Chen Yan dead, no one can block our path anymore!"

"Chief Steward Dongli can rest in peace."

"Hahaha, the scourge is dead, finally dead!"

Loud laughter resounded.

One by one, the members of the Luo family showed joy, all of them slightly tipsy from drinking.

If Chen Yan hadn't died, they wouldn't have been able to sleep well at all.

How many days had it even been?

How many resources had the Aristocratic Family Alliance been ravaged of by Chen Yan?

If it had continued, many people would have separated from the Aristocratic Family Alliance.

"In my opinion, this brat wasn't meant to live long anyway; he actually thought he was invincible under heaven—what trash!"

Luo Wensang held a beautiful woman in his arms and said with a slightly flushed face:

"Those who don't live long are all trash, garbage, and damn things!"

As his voice fell, all the high-level members echoed him.