Chapter 523: Battle, the Ancient Beast of Dreams!

The scorching sun hung in the sky, the skyscrapers had collapsed, and the continent of Luzhou was desolate.

When the people were plunged into misery and suffering, when all things were extinguished.

A blood-colored tornado, like a wild dragon ascending to the heavens, churned up the corpses of the creatures that had died within Luzhou.

Clad in blood-stained Black Sea battle armor, that divine general of the Great Xia, whose handsome appearance seemed not of this world, stepped over the corpses of hundreds of thousands as he approached.

"Jianxia, I didn't want it to be like this, I didn't want to..."

He spoke quietly; the severed head held by the tip of his long spear was that of Lu Jianxia's father.

Lu Jianxia opened her mouth wide and let out a sharp, piercing shriek.

Boom!!!

Outside.

Rolling malice burned upon Lu Jianxia's physical body!

Like clusters of pitch-black flames, they completely engulfed Lu Jianxia.

In the vicinity of Myriad Manifestations Island, there was no one else here.

The people of the Chen Clan were not constantly watching from here.

The malice seized the opportunity to invade.

And it was at this very moment.

"I declare my fate to the heavens and earth, I establish my heart upon the ten thousand Daos, I break the shackles of the ancient gods, and I strike down the injustices of the world."

Suddenly, a voice transmitted into the depths of Lu Jianxia's mind.

That heavy, profound utterance, carrying the weight of the firmament pressing down, resounded clearly.

The malice on Lu Jianxia's body stopped burning.

Her pupils trembled, as if she saw the black-clad man in the cultivation room speaking softly to her:

"Then I shall return a future world to you."

The malice gradually extinguished, and Lu Jianxia's state had reached its lowest ebb.

Just as she slowly fainted.

With a swoosh.

A figure in black robes caught her and flew down to the steps of the Brocade Palace.

Flying all the way to a place where no one could see.

The warm and resolute radiance of will spilled forth, shining upon Lu Jianxia as she opened her drowsy eyes.

"You..."

Lu Jianxia pushed Chen Yan away and retreated instinctively.

Chen Yan had won again.

He had appeared here, yet the people of the Chen Clan had not discovered him.

Chen Yan walked closer; Lu Jianxia retreated involuntarily, yet the light before her made her feel warm.

Lu Jianxia pursed her red lips, her spine straightened slightly, and her body tensed up.

"You should leave."

She said.

"Mm." Chen Yan looked at Lu Jianxia:

"As long as you are unharmed, it is enough."

Lu Jianxia looked away:

"You could kill me; if I were to reveal that you have already left the Brocade Palace..."

She was still speaking, but Chen Yan's figure had already vanished into the pitch-black malice.

"You..."

Lu Jianxia's expression froze, and then an inexplicable luster flashed across her exquisite face.

Yet it was also at this moment.

A figure suddenly lunged at her; Lu Jianxia's body went completely rigid, as if she had lost all her strength, feeling only that she was pressed against a steel wall.

She wanted to move her head away, but found herself unable to refuse, as the low sound of breathing drank in the warmth.

Accompanied by the tranquility of this moment, it vanished beneath the final wisp of black.

Until the next moment, when Chen Yan disappeared completely.

The flush on Lu Jianxia's face did not fade for a long time.

She left the inner city, looking as if she were lost to the extreme.

"Jianxia, you are leaving." Chen He said with a smile, sneering in his heart as he watched Lu Jianxia.

It seemed Lu Jianxia had given up on Bing Yi.

It appeared that Lu Jianxia's feelings for Bing Yi were not deep enough to be a problem for him, Chen He.

Lu Jianxia shook her head and left, looking as if she had lost her soul.

"Jianxia, why not stay and reminisce? It has been a long time." Chen He spoke again.

Lu Jianxia continued to shake her head, took out a silver flying motorcycle, and left directly, carving a silver line across the sky.

…………

Chen Yan walked through the pitch-black malice; the closer he got to the Far North, the more intense the malice became.

It was even thick as liquid, making it difficult to walk.

Chen Yan grabbed with one hand, and Chen Yunyou, whom he had cast aside earlier, appeared once more.

"Bing Yi, why do you humiliate me?!" Chen Yunyou hissed, though he dared not say much more.

As he is now, a slight exertion of force from Bing Yi would kill him instantly.

"Go investigate the surroundings," Chen Yan said.

With a point of his finger, a wisp of golden-red Immortal Will enveloped Chen Yunyou.

Without Chen Yan, if Chen Yunyou's physical body were exposed to this kind of malice, he would die within a minute.

The current Chen Yunyou is as weak as a little chick.

*Riiip. *

Ten Thousand Prison Nether Thunder spilled out pitch-black wild lightning, with threads of lightning constantly extending toward the surroundings.

Chen Yan knew that an Ancient God Beast had previously brought the fake Bing Yi to the Ten Thousand Appearances Tower.

That Ancient God Beast must have been collaborating with the Chen Clan.

Moreover, according to the images transmitted via the Martial Dao network, the way that Ancient God Beast attacked gave Chen Yan a sense of familiarity.

It seemed to be the very same one inside Chen Changyuan's body.

"I've found a communication base station, but it has already been shut down," Chen Yunyou said.

"It's impossible to keep it on; once activated, a communication base station cannot last a single day under this kind of malice."

"Destroy it directly," Chen Yan said.

Ten Thousand Prison Nether Thunder spilled out lightning, destroying that communication base station a thousand meters away.

Chen Yan continued walking toward the interior.

As he walked, he checked himself.

Within his Origin Space, Chen Yan still had seventy-nine and a half Blood Pills.

These were the Blood Essence treasures obtained after Chen Yan devoured those eighty Blood Beasts.

Over these past few days, Chen Yan had only absorbed half a Blood Pill in total.

From this half pill alone, Chen Yan had successfully condensed six hundred True Essence Dharma Images.

The number of Chen Yan's True Essence Dharma Images had reached one thousand five hundred and thirty-five.

Chen Yan had also previously obtained a fragment of 【Calamity Corpse Thousand Shadow Kill】.

But the time was too short; Chen Yan had only comprehended half of that 【Calamity Corpse Thousand Shadow Kill】.

Which meant he had only condensed one broken shadow.

This broken shadow could only exert half of Chen Yan's strength in the Blood Essence path.

However, Chen Yan had no more time.

After all, the Chen Clan had actually been observing Lu Jianxia the entire time—eleven full days—and there were few opportunities Chen Yan could seize to escape.

Two and a half shadows, as a boost to Chen Yan's strength, were actually quite decent.

Chen Yan's ultimate moves nowadays still had to rely on the Blood Essence path.

After all, the Seventh-Grade Spear Realm combined with the Profound-level 【Blood Domain Reversing World】, as well as the one thousand five hundred and thirty-five True Essence Dharma Images.

Only then could Chen Yan unleash his strongest combat power.

As for Chen Yan's Hard Refinement path, it had remained at the peak of the Fifth Stage.

With three hundred and thirty-three True Dragon Dharma Images, he had not yet broken through the realm.

Compared to the Blood Essence path, the Hard Refinement path was much weaker.

Aside from his own combat power.

Chen Yan also had five control arrays capable of controlling Eighth-Stage beings, and the Ember Memory Spear which could release the Spear Soul of Xia Weimin.

However, according to what Chen Yunyou said.

The Eighth-Stage control arrays were set up specifically for the human race.

If they were to be used against an Ancient God Beast, the effect would be reduced to almost five percent.

Chen Yan walked continuously, yet the malice before his eyes began to become clear.

Although it was clear, that almost tangible sense of corrosion made both Chen Yunyou and Ten Thousand Prison Nether Thunder tremble.

Even Chen Yan's Will power began to be corroded.

Finally, a pitch-black high tower appeared before Chen Yan.

Chen Yan immediately saw the body of the fake Bing Yi cast aside, and he promptly stored the fake Bing Yi into his own Origin Space.

This fake Bing Yi was a different kind of life, but it was clearly already dead.

Chen Yan entered the high tower.

The sound of clanking chains rang out.

"You've come."

A low and hoarse voice sounded.

In the center of the first floor of the high tower, a pitch-black figure sat cross-legged on the ground, the malice having corroded his entire physical body until it was shriveled.

Even his face could no longer be recognized as human.

He only slowly lifted his head, and a fury and despair containing a thousand years of history struck like a physical force.

Chen Yunyou's hair stood on end, feeling as if thousands of nether souls were surrounding the other party, twisting and shrieking toward him.

This was the Xia Clan Divine General imprisoned by the Chen Clan, the Xia Weimin who had served as the Zhouming for a thousand years.

"Xia Weimin," Chen Yan said.

"I have been watching you, you..." the pitch-black figure said, his voice trembling slightly:

"You should not have come here."

Chen Yan's expression flickered, and then he walked toward the upper floors.

He did not let Ten Thousand Prison Nether Thunder follow him up.

【He】 arrived at the second floor.

The second floor, corrupted by malice, was nearly a thousand square meters in size.

A female figure in a black robe stood quietly against the wall.

"I should have expected this..."

Sss, sss, sss...

Pitch-black tentacles emerged from within the woman's wide robes.

At the same time, an octagonal purple array disc manifested and hovered in front of the Ancient Dream God Beast.

Chen Yan did not waste words; the Ember Memory Spear appeared in his hand, and three shadow avatars appeared simultaneously.

Boom!

Lightning and ice splashed, sweeping away the mist of malice between the two.

The Ancient Dream God Beast stood quietly, and a scarlet maw instantly coalesced in the center of the purple array disc in front of it.

Ha!

Suddenly.

The scarlet maw spat out a black hurricane emitting a foul stench, the wind carrying a thick, ink-like corrosive power of malice.

Sss!

Chen Yan swept his spear horizontally, and the spear soul erupted, surging out like a great river.

Two and a half shadow avatars also thrust their spears at the same time.

But it was almost instantaneous.

Chen Yan and the two and a half shadow avatars were struck by this hurricane of malice simultaneously.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

The two and a half shadow avatars exploded instantly, disappearing directly before they could unleash their strongest power.

Relying on the power of the spear soul, Chen Yan was still struck by this hurricane, slammed into the wall, and fell.

Chen Yan grabbed his chest with one hand, tore out a piece of flesh, and threw it on the ground.

That piece of flesh had turned a greenish-purple and was constantly writhing; this was a malice potent enough to corrode Chen Yan's physical body, which even his Immortal Will could not block.

If Chen Yan had been a second slower, this malice would have eroded his heart and instantly reached his entire body through his blood vessels.

Chen Yan's combat power would have instantly dropped by more than forty percent.

This was an Array-Forming Ancient God Beast; the array it had condensed was at least of the Sun-Level D-Grade.

With the three shadow souls destroyed, more than half of Chen Yan's means disappeared in an instant.

But Chen Yan would not give up the opportunity because of this.

Since the opponent was forming an array, it would also give Chen Yan a chance to launch a surprise attack; who could form an array without a window of vulnerability?

Chen Yan attacked in the blink of an eye, vaulted over the purple array disc, rotated above the Ancient Dream God Beast's head, and slashed down with his spear.

The Ember Memory Spear erupted with spear soul, and the Ancient Dream God Beast raised its hands, sending pitch-black tentacles lunging toward Chen Yan like threads filling the sky.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!!!

In a series of slashing sounds, countless tentacles were shredded by the spear soul.

Chen Yan was also being constricted by the tentacles and blasted backward toward the high ceiling; the moment his feet touched the ceiling, Chen Yan thrust his spear.

【Swastika Expansion Dragon Kill】!

This was the move Chen Yan found most comfortable to execute and the one that took the least time.

Pfft, pfft, pfft!!!

The swastika-shaped spear light shot downward, and the tide-like pitch-black tentacles were instantly shredded.

It was time.

Chen Yan took out a control array disc and activated it instantly.

Scarlet crystals pierced down, penetrating the Ancient Dream God Beast's body and pinning it in place.

Chen Yan pressed his body down and thrust directly at the Ancient Dream God Beast's head.

At this moment, Chen Yan still chose to execute 【Swastika Expansion Dragon Kill】.

Because at this very instant, Chen Yan clearly felt that the Ancient Dream God Beast was about to break free from control.

And just at this time.

Roar!

A pitch-black giant beast instantly appeared behind the Ancient Dream God Beast and lunged at Chen Yan to bite him.

Chen Yan's body flickered, but he regretted it the moment he dodged.

This giant beast was clearly an illusion.

It was because of this momentary pause that his long spear missed its mark, piercing into the Ancient Dream God Beast's chest instead.

And the giant beast that Chen Yan had just dodged suddenly turned its head and bit into Chen Yan's left arm.

It was not an illusion!

A numbing sensation spread; Chen Yan leaped away into the air and simultaneously severed his own left arm.

"You are very strong."

Chen Yan spoke; this was the strongest opponent he had ever encountered.

If not for the augmentation of the Ember Memory Spear's spear soul, Chen Yan would have had no trump card to contend with it at all.

The Ancient Dream God Beast clutched its chest with one hand, saying nothing.

But inside, it was almost amused to the point of anger.

She was a Seventh-Rank peak Ancient God Beast, yet she was being praised as very strong by a Sixth-Rank human.

She also knew deep down that she had to decide the victor here.

The signal base station had been destroyed by the other party; it was already too late by the time she discovered it.

Chen Changyuan was still waiting for her to bring back the Dao-Enlightenment Myriad-Aspect Seed, but that could only happen after she killed Chen Yan.

Today, either she dies, or Chen Yan dies.

Chen Yan.

He is Chen Yan.

Bing Yi is Chen Yan!

The other party had just used the 【Forging Expansion Firmament Dome】, how could it not be Chen Yan?

Damn it.

The Ancient Dream Divine Beast would never forget this breathing technique even if she were beaten to death; back then, she was the one Lu Xunyang had forcibly torn into three parts.

Whether it was the Goat Ancient Divine Beast, the Green-Eyed Ancient Divine Beast, or the Fei Yi, they were all her descendants.

When the other party no longer used a mask to conceal himself, the aura belonging to her offspring was detected by her almost at a glance.

The malice within the Ancient Dream Divine Beast surged.

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