Chapter 527: The Path to Becoming a God!

Five crimson pillars of light shot into the sky from the depths of the earth veins of the five continents of Great Xia.

Like ancient azure dragons breaking free from their shackles, they carried a torrent of molten-gold crimson flames that pierced through heaven and earth.

The five components of the Divine Armor floated and sank within the pillars of light.

Xiu Continent, Lan Continent, Xu Continent, Ying Continent, and Pu Continent.

On these five lands that Chen Yan had never set foot upon, hundreds of millions of living beings looked up and gazed, their pupils reflecting that heroic, sharp radiance that tore through the firmament.

A kind of pride from the bottom of their hearts appeared on every face.

It was as if strands of power were rising from the depths of their hearts.

In an instant, the mountains and rivers were stained with cinnabar, as if heaven and earth had sworn a blood oath; the murderous aura condensed into substance, pressing down until the breathing of all living things stagnated.

Above Myriad Phenomena Island, a blood-colored pillar of light crashed into the firmament soaked in malice, and spiderweb-like crimson cracks spread for a thousand miles, as if the Heavenly Dao were weeping blood.

Heaven and earth watched.

Inside the Golden Continent Palace, the lamplight flickered.

Xia Qi's withered fingers gripped the document tightly, that dying lone eye struggling to focus on the three characters "Xia Weimin".

A hoarse whisper squeezed from his throat: "A thousand years... it has truly become a cycle of reincarnation."

He had only just learned of the matter of Xia Weimin, and he also understood that the current Chen Yan was receiving the inheritance left behind by Xia Weimin a thousand years ago.

Myriad Phenomena Island falls because of the Chen clan, and rises because of the Chen clan.

It was as if it were fate.

He had originally been worried about Chen Yan's current situation.

He had even wanted to have Xia Hanzhou directly attack Myriad Phenomena Island many times.

Looking at it now, it seemed unnecessary.

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Outside Myriad Phenomena Island.

"What is going on?"

Chen He narrowed his eyes, looking coldly in the direction of Myriad Phenomena Island; that streak of red light tearing through the mist of malice was simply too blinding.

"Myriad Phenomena Island is the territory of my Chen clan, how could it possibly recognize his Xia clan Divine General?"

Chen He's voice was icy:

"Even if Zhou Ming is Xia Weimin, he cannot do this!"

As Chen He spoke, his pair of eyes calmed down, and he turned to ponder continuously.

He hurriedly sent a message to the Chen Lord.

"I see it."

In Chen Continent, the Chen Lord's voice was calm, but no matter how calm, there was still a trace of surprise in his tone.

It shouldn't be.

It is impossible.

How could it be?

The Zhou Ming of Myriad Phenomena Island is Chen Cheng.

He is the artificial Zhou Ming that he personally captured and threw into the Myriad Phenomena Tower to suppress the malice within the Myriad Phenomena Tower.

He is absolutely not Xia Weimin.

On the day Xia Weimin slaughtered Myriad Phenomena Island, he saw with his own eyes that the other party's divine soul was torn apart and the physical body destroyed; he had died long ago.

The Chen Lord had an ordinary appearance, but an excellent temperament; he just sat there quietly, as if he were a wise man who had existed since the beginning of time.

Only, beneath that pair of calm eyes, one did not know how much darkness and ruthlessness was hidden.

Could it be that Xia Weimin has already merged with Myriad Phenomena Island?

The Chen Lord whispered in his heart.

It should be so, but Xia Weimin went to merge with it by force; why?

Enduring a thousand years of hardship, what was that for?

On the cloud-patterned nanmu chair, the Chen Lord closed his eyes and tapped his fingers on the armrest.

He certainly would not tell others these words, including Chen Qi and Chen He.

However, the point where Chen He differed from Chen Qi was this.

Chen He was more sinister and selfish.

Therefore, the Chen Lord had told him to handle the remaining matters of Myriad Phenomena Island.

Immediately, he transmitted his voice:

"Has that ancient divine beast of Chen Changyuan's come out yet?"

"Not yet," Chen He said immediately.

"Not yet?" The Chen Lord narrowed his eyes.

"Yes." Chen He's expression tightened slightly:

"Just now the Myriad Phenomena Tower shook; it seemed like Xia Weimin was roaring inside, but I couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

It is the same as recorded; the Myriad Phenomena Tower has shaken before, and Xia Weimin roared, but outsiders could not hear what he was saying either."

"Are you sure it was the roaring of Xia Weimin inside the Myriad Phenomena Tower?" the Chen Lord asked coldly.

"Yes," Chen He nodded.

The Chen Lord fell into silence.

These matters, he was seeing them less and less clearly.

Immediately, the Chen Lord hung up the communication.

"Why, exactly?"

His eyes bloomed with cold light:

"Ever since Lu Xunyang appeared, I have been wrong time and time again; after Chen Yan appeared, the number of times I have been wrong has only increased."

Moonlight cut diagonally across his face through the carved window lattice, one half elegant like a banished immortal, the other half sinister like an Asura.

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Outside Myriad Aspect Island.

Chen He stood with his hands behind his back, watching the pillar of light rising from within Myriad Aspect Island, murmuring to himself:

"Cloud Province, Gold Province, Molt Province, Yu Province, Iron Province, Qin Province, and now another five provinces within Great Xia, plus Myriad Aspect Island..."

He calculated on his fingers, the coldness in his eyes growing ever more intense.

"Twelve provinces!"

Chen He felt it was inconceivable.

Even he felt it was inconceivable.

Twelve provinces, already surpassing the ten provinces of Lu Xunyang back in the day.

Moreover, the forging process of the Divine Armor was clearly not yet over.

That Chen Yan had not yet ascended to the sixth realm of the Hardened Body path, the Self-Alone Realm.

The other party definitely had not entered it yet.

If he had entered it, Chen Yan would certainly have broken through the realm, and if he had broken through, the world would surely have sensed it.

Could it be that Great Xia concealed the anomalies during Chen Yan's breakthrough?

Is Great Xia so low-key?

Yes, that must be it!

How could a peak fifth-rank obtain the recognition of twelve Provincial Brights?

This sudden eruption of six Provincial Brights this time must be because Chen Yan ascended to the Self-Alone Realm.

The rule anomalies emitted by the other party's breakthrough were shielded by Great Xia.

Tricky.

Chen He also felt it was tricky.

Following this trend, within five years, the other party could truly catch up to him.

"Has that ancient divine beast not come out yet?"

Chen He spoke to the Chen Clan Creation Realm expert beside him.

"Not yet," the Chen Clan Creation Realm expert replied.

Chen He frowned.

It had been over ten days.

Why hadn't it come out yet?

That was, after all, the Dao-Enlightenment Myriad Aspect Seed.

How could Chen He not covet it?

With the Dao-Enlightenment Myriad Aspect Seed, Chen He would have nothing to worry about.

Inside the flying warship.

Chen Changyuan opened his eyes.

"Becoming a Great Xia Divine General at seventeen, recognition from twelve Provincial Brights..."

His expression was calm, yet a boundless indifference surfaced in his eyes.

"Do you think this will make me afraid?"

Feeling the Sword Soul within his body, Chen Changyuan's aura became even more overbearing.

Invincible Sword Soul.

He named his sword intent 'Invincible'.

All along, Chen Changyuan had been a person invincible among his peers.

It was not that he was born invincible, but that he had spent his whole life pursuing invincibility.

【Changyuan, a person's life is meant to pursue everything; for this goal, even if you discard everything, even if you are loathed by the world, it is acceptable.】

In his ears, he seemed to hear the voice of his deceased father, Chen Sanyuan.

A line of ice-shattered pain surfaced in the depths of Chen Changyuan's eyes, only to be ground into powder by his sword intent in an instant.

【Great Xia wants you to become a subject, the Chen Clan wants you to become a vassal; by what right do they?】

【You are the Invincible Son, such a wild name; everyone in the world thinks you are too arrogant, even the Chen Clan, they will think you cannot be trusted.】

【But if you don't even dare to say it, by what right do you dare to do it?】

Fragments of memory surfaced in Chen Changyuan's mind.

"My life has been trapped in endless shackles from the very beginning, my life has been a journey of flight from the very beginning, but will I give up? Can I give up?"

Chen Changyuan shook his head.

Even he, seeing Chen Yan gain recognition from six more Provincial Brights in a single day, could not help but have his emotions fluctuate.

He knew that the Heaven's Pride Battle Platform would be the final battle between him and Chen Yan.

His father Chen Sanyuan's dying cry seemed to ring out in Chen Changyuan's ears once more.

Everything was because of Chen Yan.

Having lost his father, Chen Changyuan finally became the person he spoke of who had discarded everything.

Chen Changyuan activated his communication formation disk:

"Meng, how much more time do you need?"

However, on the other side of the communication array disc, the voice of the Ancient God Beast of Dreams did not come through.

Chen Changyuan frowned.

Starting from today, he had lost contact with the Ancient God Beast of Dreams.

"Has the communication base station been maliciously corrupted?"

He murmured in a low voice, then closed his eyes again to begin meditation.

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Within the Five Clans, hearts were filled with panic.

In an instant, red light surged within five continents and one island; this momentum was too great.

"Chen Yan of the Great Xia has now obtained the recognition of the continent's brilliance more times than Lu Xunyang; what are we to do about this?"

"He was originally cultivating in the Land of Lightning Tribulation without any resources, and it should have taken at least a dozen years for him to emerge from seclusion, but now look, it's only been a few months and it's come to this!"

"It's all the fault of the Yu Clan; if Yu Huoli hadn't gone to Qin Continent, how could Chen Yan have been released?"

"Yu Continent... there is still Bing Yi in Yu Continent; now, the only one among the Five Clans who can suppress Chen Yan is Bing Yi, but unfortunately, Bing Yi..."

Someone's face turned incomparably pale.

Someone felt it was absurd.

If Bing Yi were still here, the people of the Five Clans would not be so worried about Chen Yan.

Bing Yi could fight against the Rules of Malice.

This completely surpassed every single magnificent feat Chen Yan had ever accomplished!

Malice is a nightmare pressing down on everyone's heads, but Bing Yi overcame it.

The people of the Five Clans all took pride in Bing Yi.

But the current Bing Yi has been captured by the Ancient God Beast and has entered the Ten Thousand Phases Tower, where life and death are uncertain.

More crucially, the matter of Bing Yi can entirely be said to be the Five Clans bringing ruin upon themselves.

If the Chen Clan had not constantly pressured Bing Yi, Bing Yi would not have ended up like this.

Many people were furious, but there was nothing they could do.

With Bing Yi gone, no one can suppress Chen Yan.

Now, Chen Yan obtaining the recognition of the continent's brilliance in six continents in a single day is undoubtedly like a massive mountain pressing down on the hearts of the people of the Five Clans.

Although they had not seen him in person, that intense sense of oppression made it almost impossible for them to breathe.

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On the second floor of the Ten Thousand Phases Tower, Chen Yan stood, his broken body bathed in blood.

The severed arm reshaped by ice shimmered with gilded light patterns, and the chains of Chen Cheng downstairs clattered, like music for a king's coronation.

Chen Cheng panicked, completely panicked.

For the first time in a thousand years, he learned that Xia Weimin had been by his side all along.

That terrifying True Dragon Sacred Body of the Xia Clan, which had suppressed an entire generation, had been on Ten Thousand Phases Island the whole time.

And the one who went to the second floor was the successor of Xia Weimin.

It had already been a thousand years.

Chen Cheng had endured endless suffering, and he thought he would no longer feel fear.

But at this moment, he felt fear once again.

Fear of Xia Weimin, fear of Chen Yan.

Second floor.

【Break: 4/10】

The progress of the 【Break】 character Saint-Breaking Fruit had reached four percent.

Do not be fooled by the single-digit number; now, a one-percent increase in the 【Break】 character Saint-Breaking Fruit is actually comparable to ten previous 【Break】 character Saint-Breaking Fruits.

The 【Break】 character Saint-Breaking Fruit is Chen Yan's true opportunity.

It can cause any single Saint-Breaking Fruit to skyrocket by a hundred times.

If one hundred 【Array】 or 【Intent】 character Saint-Breaking Fruits were to skyrocket by a hundred times, Chen Yan could hardly imagine what level he would reach.

After all, the current Saint-Breaking Fruit is equivalent to one thousand of the previous ones.

A single 【Technique】 character Saint-Breaking Fruit had already brought Chen Yan's 【Blood Domain Reversing the World】 to the realm of subtlety.

"I need faith." Chen Yan whispered, a sharp glint appearing in his eyes.

He needed to harvest the faith of the human world to let that 【Break】 character Saint-Breaking Fruit mature.

But it was very difficult.

The faith energy harvested from Bing Yi breaking the Rules of Malice once had only allowed the 【Break】 character Saint-Breaking Fruit to grow by two percent.

Relying on the faith brought by living beings to other living beings is far from enough.

"Therefore, I need to become a god—a god who can suppress malice, who can obliterate ancient gods, who can reverse the ages, and who can reshape everything."

Chen Yan said in his heart; he was not speaking nonsense, nor was he delusional.

Rather, he had truly found a path to complete this task.

In fact, it could be done very soon.

After defeating the Ancient God Beast of Dreams—or to be precise, after overcoming the Rules of Malice.

Chen Yan's realm had reached its peak, and it seemed he could sense something.

That is, influencing the Martial Dao veins.

For a long time, the connection between Chen Yan and the Will Martial Artists above the Martial Dao veins had been one-way.

Chen Yan could not influence them.

But now, it seemed different.

Chen Yan walked to the second floor and sat cross-legged; behind him, Chen Yunyou remained in a state of bewildered disbelief, unable to accept the situation.

Having accepted too much information at once, it was a miracle Chen Yunyou's brain hadn't fried.

His lips moved, wanting to open his mouth to ask Chen Yan.

He did not understand.

He truly could not understand.

Then, Chen Yunyou saw something that made him understand even less.

Chen Yan, sitting cross-legged on the floor, suddenly took out the Malice Crystal of the Ancient Dream Beast and placed it in his hand.

And then...

Sss, sss, sss...

The radiance of his will scorched the Malice Crystal, and in an instant, black clouds filled the space around Chen Yan.

Chen Yunyou doubted life once again.

Was the malice here not intense enough?

Did it not make you feel any difficulty?

Chen Yunyou shook his head; he chose to isolate himself for a while and go repair the teleportation array.

He could not understand the world of a heaven-gifted genius.

At the same time.

Chen Yan was enveloped by malice, and as his will oscillated, he looked like a golden-red sun wrapped in black clouds.

Chen Yan wanted to let his own will erupt, to make his understanding of the path of will more profound.

In the pitch-black, hazy land.

The Martial Dao veins were like light-trees engraved in the pitch-black silence, with a sphere of light hanging from the tip of every branch.

Inside these spheres of light, human faces flickered.

There were two hundred and four spheres of light in total; these were all the current practitioners of will.

Within Chen Yan's brain, in a certain place.

Inside the origin space of the Martial Blood path, the withered Myriad Aspect Dao-Enlightenment Seed began to tremble gently, overflowing with an indescribable spiritual radiance.

At this moment, the Myriad Aspect Dao-Enlightenment Seed was enhancing Chen Yan's thinking, pushing his speed of thought to the limit.

Sss, sss, sss...

White mist rose from the top of Chen Yan's head, like the frosty breath exhaled by a lone wolf on a snowy plain, carrying with it a boiling torrent of thought.

With the help of the Myriad Aspect Dao-Enlightenment Seed, he understood the path of will once again.

As the Master of Will, Chen Yan would also forget certain things, forget certain truths of will that he had once deeply believed in.

Often, it was these forgotten things that left Chen Yan forever one step short.

Chen Yan slowly closed his eyes, immersing himself in the operation of his thoughts and the joy of it.

Every second and every breath his body experienced felt as slow as a full day.