Chapter 505: I Intended to Wither Within the Abyss, Yet You Transformed into the Great Sun

Chen Yan did not answer; he simply felt everything as it was now in silence.

Feeling his own changes, feeling the world's focus upon him.

Within the Saint-Breaking Realm, a deep blue radiance emerged.

The 【Break】 character Saint-Breaking Fruit was approaching one percent.

This was a scene that shocked endless living beings.

Across the entire world, in countless places, countless people were watching with mouths agape, stunned into speechlessness by this indescribable sight.

In every province, in Great Xia.

Many powerhouses were constantly dazed, unable to believe that this scene was happening.

Bing Yi had dissipated all of their own malice, actually using the path of will to continue the inheritance of life.

Had the other party already completely attained an immortal will?

And furthermore, was the other party's comprehension truly this monstrous?

In such a short time, they had cultivated 【Blood Domain Reversing the World】 to the introductory level?!

Yet some people watched as if they were crazed.

"This is the song of will, it is the song of will!"

"Bing Yi is presenting us with another form of life."

"For so many years, malice has been the misfortune pressing down on the heads of the human race, but today, today..."

Some were crazed, some were shedding tears, some were excited to the extreme.

Among all living beings in the world, only a very, very small portion truly cared about politics and power!

The vast majority of living beings just wanted to live.

But the existence of malice was a demon that stripped away humanity and life, one that could not be avoided.

Malice would turn life into withered numbers, turning wails into indifferent, affected moans.

Yet, all living beings in the world just wanted to live.

In a remote mountain area, a man named Bao Lin sat together with the villagers, looking at the newly built large screen.

Bao Lin was sallow and emaciated, his clothes were tattered and old, and his rough face made it impossible to tell that he was only twenty-five years old.

The reason he came was that he had been forced to come by the village chief.

Bao Lin did not want to watch; he did not want to watch at all.

Even though he had never watched a movie before.

That's right.

Isn't this just a movie?

What Bing Yi, Bao Lin did not know, did not care, and did not want to know.

No matter how powerful Bing Yi was, could they give him a steamed bun?

He still had to go to the mine to work; he needed to earn money.

When he was young, his old father had gone into the mountains once and was scratched by an ancient beast.

The injury was actually fine, but an ancient beast was not an ancient divine beast.

The malice on its body was thin, and it was called ancient intent rather than malice.

But it was that thin malice that seeped into the depths of his old father's bone marrow.

Malice was like a ghost crouching on your body; it would constantly feed on you, gnaw at you, and suck away your vitality, turning you into a monster.

From then on, his old father's body began to deform, his five fingers twisted together, black spots grew on his body, and he lost the ability to work.

But most terrifyingly, malice would overflow and spread.

Bao Lin's mother, who was pregnant with a child at the time, was eroded by the malice on his father's body due to her weak constitution, giving birth to a twisted younger sister for him.

The people in the village accepted it and grew indifferent to it.

This was the cruelty of the world; many people were like this.

You were eroded by malice; who told you to be careless?

You were tainted by malice, your life was ruined, you deserved it.

Bao Lin kept begging people, kept seeking medical help, and even found martial artists.

But everyone just shook their heads and sighed.

"Once you are entangled by malice, you are finished."

This was what the martial artist, whom Bao Lin had paid a great price to see and had knelt outside the door for days and nights, had said.

The Bao Lin family was finished.

All the pressure was carried on Bao Lin's shoulders alone; he was bent by life and by malice.

But he was unwilling to abandon his parents, unwilling to abandon that younger sister who was called a monster.

He just felt.

His family deserved it; being tainted by malice was just like that.

Who told them to be careless?

Bao Lin felt that he deserved it, felt that his father also deserved it; this was the truth of the world.

No one could eliminate malice.

Even the immortals, even the most powerful martial artists.

Therefore, he, Bao Lin...

Deserved it!

But now.

"How is it possible, how is it possible!"

Bao Lin's mouth hung open, and tears flowed continuously from his murky eyes.

Just a moment ago, he was still mocking Bing Yi for having a death wish.

He was still rejoicing that even a peerless monstrous talent known to everyone could not withstand the malice.

You have turned into an Ancient Divine Beast; you are more miserable than my father.

You deserve it.

You are more deserving of this than my father, than me.

You still want to purge the malice from your body, you still want to live?

No one in the entire world has done it; you can?

Idiot!

"Hehehe..." Bao Lin laughed non-stop as he watched.

Even though the children beside him who worshipped Bing Yi kept cursing him, he had to laugh.

But now...

"How is it possible..."

The wrinkles on Bao Lin's face deepened due to the violent fluctuation of his emotions.

His mouth was wide open, a choking sound first squeezed out from the depths of his throat in a suppressed manner, and then tears gushed out like a burst levee.

He cried.

He cried very loudly.

He wailed.

The people all around looked toward him.

"How is it possible!"

Bao Lin tilted his head back, just watching the back of Bing Yi inside the silver screen.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from his murky eyes.

He had endured malice for so many years; his family was ruined, his martial path dream was ruined, and his life was finished.

When he accepted the tragic ending that malice could not be changed.

Someone told him.

Malice is not invincible.

When I had clearly already grown up in the abyss, clearly already accepted the fate of dying in the abyss...

Why did you have to let me see the light?

Why did you have to...

Let me see...

The light!

At this moment.

The world!

Who knows how many people were like this, how many people had tears welling up in their eyes.

"Bing Yi has truly... truly verified a path for us..."

"He... succeeded."

"Malice is not invincible, it is not invincible!"

"Hahahahaha, why did he... woo... hahaha..."

How many people went mad, how many people's worldviews were shattered, only to be forcefully reshaped.

The fate of the world, the perception of the world, was changed!

A shattering that was rude, stiff, heroic, fearless, and shook the bottom of every person's heart!

Even the commoners, even the malice-born creatures, even the Sovereign...

"Proving the Dao with one's life, verifying the future for the world..."

Tears welled up in Xia Qi's eyes.

This young Sovereign, full of passion, caring for the world, prophesied early on to die but never willing to die, cried for the first time.

He did not cry when he was deemed certain to die, he did not cry when he learned of his elder brother Xia Yuan's death, and he did not cry when he learned he was destined to bear the Imperial Calamity.

Until now...

"General Yan is telling me..."

He slowly turned his head and saw the woman in the green dress beside him had already cried until she was a tear-stained mess.

"Don't cry." Xia Qi smiled, smiling through his tears:

"General Yan is telling me that I, Xia Qi, can still live on!"

Bang!

He struck his wheelchair with his fist.

"I, Xia Qi, can still live on!"

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

He hammered continuously, as if using his own life to collide with the world.

…………

The border of Iron Province.

Xia Hanzhou, the Grand Minister, the God General of Suppressing Mountains, and others watched.

"He..."

The God General of Suppressing Mountains felt as if a pebble were stuck in his chest.

At this moment, he finally understood why that person had become a God General at seventeen, becoming the youngest God General of the Great Xia in history.

"Hahahaha."

Xia Hanzhou laughed out loud, looking at the God General of Suppressing Mountains beside him:

"Perhaps a true peak battle is about to begin; are you willing to accompany me?"

As he spoke, endless killing intent erupted from his entire body.

"Why would I be unwilling?"

The Director of the Astronomical Bureau stroked his white beard.

"Hahahaha!!!" The God General of Suppressing Mountains laughed; he was a former teammate of Lu Xunyang, having been through life and death together.

Of his own five children, four were sent into the military, two died at the hands of ancient divine beasts, and two died in the Battle of Ji Province back then.

The last one remaining was now at Moshan Pass in Ji Province!

"It's about damn time!" The God General of Suppressing Mountains' expression turned ferocious:

"I want to go slaughter Chen Qi right now!"

The Grand Minister sat cross-legged in silence, looking toward the distant Ten Thousand Phenomena Island, his refined face trembling slightly.

Just then, a communication arrived.

It was from the Lord of Yu.

Xia Hanzhou raised his eyebrows slightly and tapped it.

"What should we do?" The Lord of Yu's voice was extremely low:

"Tell me, what the hell are we supposed to do?!"

The usually composed Lord of Yu was on the verge of exploding, his black robes billowing.

Xia Hanzhou shifted the light screen, letting the Lord of Yu see the God General of Suppressing Mountains and the others behind him:

"Take a look at our lineup here first, then consider what you want to say."

Xia Hanzhou's tone was indifferent.

"I don't care!" the Lord of Yu roared:

"I'm asking you, what the hell are we supposed to do!!!"

He was furious, roaring incessantly.

It was supposed to be a collaboration with the Great Xia; Chen Yan was a dead man, and he, the Lord of Yu, would make a killing!

And now?

What is this?

What the hell is this?

The Lord of Yu felt as if his brain had been maliciously hacked, causing hallucinations; he had just specifically gone to the simulation core hub of Yu Province to test himself.

He understood; he wasn't crazy.

It was the world that had gone crazy.

He felt he had been schemed against.

Schemed into being a complete idiot.

Can Chen Yan just die already?

How on earth can he be killed?

If Chen Yan doesn't die, he will have to kill his own son with his own hands, to have Chen Yan's mask permanently welded onto his face.

On the wall of the great hall, Yu Yi's body was embedded in the wall, trembling uncontrollably, his face turning pale.

Just now, he had felt an invisible killing intent again.

Yu Yi was furious.

He was the son of the Lord of Yu; who dared to kill him?

…………

On Ten Thousand Phenomena Island.

"How is this possible, how is this possible?" Chen Qi whispered incessantly, shaking his head.

He had lived for so long and had never seen such a thing.

Is everything because of Will Martial Arts?

Back then, he could have stepped into Will Martial Arts in a single step.

But he gave it up, believing he was already strong enough and did not need a Will Martial Arts of unknown origin.

But how could any other martial art have such terrifying expressive power?

Is it the terror of Will Martial Arts, or is Bing Yi alone just too monstrous?

"Lu Xunyang, Chen Yan, Bing Yi...!" Chen Qi muttered continuously, his demeanor becoming somewhat abnormal.

"Those who can enter the Immortal Will are simply not ordinary people."

Ji Hai's heart was also beating violently.

What kind of people are those who enter the Immortal Will?

Can these people even be called normal martial artists, damn it?

…………

Palace of Brocade.

The spear-flower beneath Chen Yan's feet floated, flying continuously toward the front.

Will forges my fate, the other shore shapes my path.

He felt his own divine body of will, moved by a realization, as if something even more profound was being born atop the Martial Dao of Will.

From this moment on, the true combat power of the Martial Dao of Will could be fully manifested.

It would also bring Chen Yan infinitely close to the third realm of the Martial Dao of Will: Realm Breaking.

On the steps ahead, a sphere of light stood silently.

It was what Chen Yunyou had previously cast.

Inside the sphere of light, Chen Yunyou was still studying meticulously.

【Blood Domain Reversing the World】 could be bolstered by his 【Avici Undying】.

Once he could fully master it, or even deduce it to the Profound Entry stage.

Chen Yunyou would have the confidence to fight against the peak of the Creation Realm.

However, wanting to cultivate 【Blood Domain Reversing the World】 to the Profound Entry stage might require more than ten years of time.

Even if the Chen clan's system would escort him and the Chen clan would specially open a research institute for him, it would still take several years.

However, several years was already very short.

Placed anywhere in the world, it would be a miracle.

By then, Chen Yunyou would also have the confidence to peek into that miraculous ninth realm.

The world belongs to the truly strong.

The one who gained the most from this Ten Thousand Appearances Island trip was still him, Chen Yunyou.

And it was at this very moment.

Whoosh!

A streak of red light emerged from outside the sphere of light cast by Chen Yunyou.

Sss, sss, sss!

The red light seemed to contain an extremely sharp aura, actually causing the light membrane Chen Yunyou had cast with his internal energy to rub and crackle.

Chen Yunyou narrowed his eyes; this Ji Chuxi's mind was indeed dark, actually daring to spy on his Chen clan's research results.

Besides Ji Chuxi, who else could it be?

"Hmph!"

Chen Yunyou threw a punch with an indifferent expression.

With a boom.

A fist imprint pierced through the light screen, instantly striking toward the outside.

The next moment.

BOOM!!!

A violent explosion sounded instantly from outside the sphere of light, and ten thousand blood-colored spear shadows pierced through the light screen, exposing Chen Yunyou.

"Ji Chuxi, you deserve...!" Chen Yunyou roared in fury.

The next moment, Chen Yunyou choked.

He poked his head out, looking on in astonishment and strangeness.

The lean, black-clad youth stepped on a red spear-flower, bathed in golden-red immortal will, like a great sun traversing the sky, looking at Chen Yunyou with such indifference.

"Coveting Blood Domain Reversing the World, you might as well watch my movements and learn well."

The youth's voice exploded in Chen Yunyou's mind, incomparably piercing.

"Studying trash like a thief, what kind of future is there?"