Chapter 528: I, the Lord of Will, Descend into the Human World!

Time passed slowly.

The third day.

Great Xia, Jin Province.

Inside a one-thousand-square-meter cultivation room, over a hundred young men and women sat quietly, looking at the little boy at the very front with full respect.

The little boy's name was Zhuang Ang.

He was the first recorded Will Martial Artist to appear in Great Xia.

Later, the world would come to know of the existence of the Will Martial Dao, and also that Chen Yan and Lu Xunyang were both Will Martial Artists.

But in the original records, Zhuang Ang was the first Will Martial Artist.

"Everyone, there is no need to look at me like this." The fourteen-year-old boy touched his head:

"My Will strength is far inferior to that of the Divine General Chen Yan; if you all awaken the Will path, you will certainly be more powerful than me."

As Zhuang Ang spoke, Will pressure began to emanate from his body.

"Awakening the Will path requires pressure, requires external pressure upon oneself, and one must also exert pressure upon oneself.

Without madness, there is no life!"

As the little boy spoke, the hundred-plus students all listened earnestly.

"Teacher, may I ask if there is a shortcut to sensing the Will path?"

A young woman asked.

"There are no shortcuts; you can feel my Will pressure to experience it for yourselves."

Zhuang Ang said, slowly letting his own Will pressure emanate outward.

Everyone felt it carefully.

And it was at this moment.

Suddenly.

Hum!

The Will pressure on Zhuang Ang's body became intense, and some students immediately began to look distressed.

"Teacher...!"

"Teacher, you..."

Someone spoke with a pained expression, only to see Zhuang Ang's eyes wide open and his body stiff.

The next instant.

With a thud, he knelt on the ground.

"Will..."

He spoke blankly, his expression respectful to the extreme.

"Lord of Will!"

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Outside Great Xia, on a nameless small island.

"Teacher, we are setting off."

Dressed in black martial attire with a cyan headband, Chen Yu stepped onto a golden array disc and stepped into the clouds.

She looked in the direction of Myriad Forms Island, then shifted her gaze.

"Are we not going to Myriad Forms Island?" the red-skirted woman asked in the consciousness world; after all, Chen Yu had been holding back a breath of frustration, wanting to go to Myriad Forms Island to find Chen Yan.

"Not going anymore." Chen Yu muttered:

"Big Brother is always making people worry, but in reality, he has been secretly developing all along."

Chen Yu pursed her red lips.

She understood; if Big Brother had fallen into a crisis, why wouldn't Great Xia go to save him?

Chen Yan must be secretly plotting something, and Great Xia must be involved in it.

The last General-Bestowing Lightning Tribulation was like that.

At that time, Chen Yu was worried to death, but it turned out the whole world had been deceived.

"Big Brother will definitely go to the Heaven's Pride Battle Platform; when the time comes, I must beat him hard."

Chen Yu said, clenching her fists.

Just at this moment, Chen Yu's body stiffened slightly.

In a trance, Chen Yu seemed to see a figure from behind.

"I am the Lord of Will..."

A low and magnetic voice resonated deep within Chen Yu's mind.

Chen Yu's expression changed instantly.

…………

At the same time.

Great Xia, Five Clans.

Jiang Yuan, Shen Yiwei, Zhang Ting, Jidao Wu, Li Muyun…………

Ji Haiyi, Chi Yuexi, Lu Fukun...

Above the sea of clouds.

A golden lion crossed over, stepping through the air toward Ji Province.

On the head of the golden lion, Lu Jianxia's cyan hair hung down, swaying with the wind, dressed in a silver long dress.

Her gaze was calm, still looking at the array disc in her hand.

On the array disk, there were various reports and analyses regarding Luzhou.

【Great Xia's Chen Yan has gained the recognition of six continents in a single day; his potential has long surpassed Lu Xunyang. In the world today, only Bing Yi can contend with him.】

This was the front-page news of Luzhou today.

One could not count how many people were analyzing Chen Yan and sighing with emotion.

Some analyzed that Chen Yan already possessed the strength to suppress Ji Chuxi.

Others denied it, saying Ji Chuxi was of the Creation Realm and Chen Yan was absolutely no match for him.

Yet others were constantly cursing under their breath, asking why Bing Yi had been imprisoned in the Myriad Image Tower.

Lu Jianxia scanned the reports one by one with a calm expression, a trace of a smile appearing in her silver eyes for some unknown reason.

But when she realized she was smiling, Lu Jianxia suddenly froze, and the smile was replaced by coldness.

"Madman."

She murmured, that person really is a madman.

Right now, he is likely doing something incredible in the shadows again.

Does he have the ability to escape Myriad Image Island?

Lu Jianxia's beautiful silver eyes looked at the sea of clouds all around.

A sour, itchy feeling emerged in her heart, which then turned into a tingling numbness.

No.

He must have the ability to leave.

Even the Malice Rule could not suppress him; how could the blockade of the Chen Clan stop him?

At the mere thought of meeting Chen Yan again on Myriad Image Island, that strange feeling in her heart grew even more intense.

"I must enter the Eighth Rank; after I ascend to the Eighth Rank, you will still be inferior to me."

She murmured.

Lu Jianxia felt she was close to the Eighth Rank, especially after she awakened the Path of Will.

Moreover, she was already at a disadvantage compared to Chen Yan; if she were weaker than him, she would not even dare to imagine it.

It was also at this moment.

Lu Jianxia's eyes widened, and a back seemed to appear within her line of sight.

It was a very blurry sensation, yet it gave off a feeling of endless power and desolation.

He stood alone at the edge of darkness, like a towering barrier that could never be swallowed by the night.

It was as if he stood upon the long river of time, looking down upon the entire universe.

"Lord of Will!"

Atop the golden lion, Lu Fukun let out a shriek, his body trembling.

And Lu Jianxia also heard the voice of that back.

"I am the Lord of Will!"

The magnetic voice seemed to caress Lu Jianxia's soul, making one feel involuntarily awestruck.

Lord of Will!

The curve of Lu Jianxia's lips, which had not yet risen, froze into ice, and her throat felt as if it were being gripped by an invisible hand.

She clenched the golden lion's mane in her palm, leaving creases, her knuckles turning a cold, jade-like pale from the force.

And that voice continued to resound.

"I am the origin of chaos, the supreme being of the universe; I take Will as the foundation and Heaven and Earth as the order."

This voice pierced into the hearts of Will martial artists like Lu Jianxia, like a giant boulder crashing down to create ten thousand zhang of waves.

The creator of the Will martial path had appeared.

Lu Jianxia first thought this was an illusion, that someone was casting a mental power array on her.

But she suddenly discovered that, apart from her and Lu Fukun, no one else present felt anything at all.

In an instant, a layer of cold sweat broke out on Lu Jianxia's back.

This back and voice were not affecting them from the outside at all, but rather seemed to...

Be in their minds all along.

In their Will.

From the moment they entered the Will martial path, they had been branded with the mark of the Lord of Will!

What kind of power was this, what kind of ability?

The origin of chaos?

Could it be that the world was born because of this person?

How could that be possible?

The Lord of Hardened Body was the founding lord of Great Xia.

The Lord of Blood Qi was also a famous figure in history.

As fellow Lords of the Martial Path, how could the Lord of Will be so ancient?

If he were truly that ancient, how could there be so few Will martial artists?

Lu Jianxia instantly discovered the part that did not make sense.

But that sense of suppression coming from the depths of her Will made her feel that her questions were courting death.

It was as if the other party knew everything she was thinking in her heart.

But, how could this be possible?

Even the Lord of Hardened Body did not have such expressive power in history.

Lu Jianxia was fine.

Beside her, Lu Fukun was already drenched in cold sweat.

The sudden appearance of the Lord of Will made it difficult for him to compose himself, and he even felt a desire to kneel.

It was at this very moment.

That figure seen from behind spoke again:

"To me, Ancient Gods can be annihilated with a flick of a finger. The thoughts of all evil, I can disperse with a wave of my hand."

As his voice fell, Lu Jianxia was unable to speak.

In front of the Lord of Will, Ancient Gods can be destroyed with a wave of a hand?

Fantastic!

How could Ancient Gods be so easily destroyed?

If Ancient Gods could be destroyed, then why has the malice in the world not yet been extinguished?

Unless...

Lu Jianxia's eyes trembled as she thought of an impossible thing.

"I have traversed billions of universes to finally find you all. Over these long ten thousand years, only seven Will Martial Artists have appeared."

"Today, I descend an avatar of my will here, hoping you will pour out the essence of the Martial Dao. Quickly build my temple to inherit my will and suppress the malice of the ages!"

After he finished this sentence, within Lu Jianxia's line of sight, the back of the Lord of Will slowly dissipated.

With a thud.

Behind her, Lu Fukun had already collapsed onto the ground, his face deathly pale and his forehead covered in sweat.

Just a moment ago, he had been enveloped by an endless will.

It was as if he had been struck by a scorching, extreme blazing sun.

That person perhaps only needed a single thought for his Will-path cultivation to dissipate.

This was something that had never happened in the entire Martial Dao.

He had never heard of a Lord of Martial Dao being able to descend a sliver of his consciousness to communicate with martial artists.

Nor had he ever thought that the great person who created the Will Martial Dao was actually still alive.

That person came from the primordial past and is eternally immortal!

Moreover, it seems they are not an existence of this world at all!

Cold sweat, horror, indescribable.

Great shock and fear enveloped Lu Fukun.

"We must build a temple, Princess Jianxia!" Lu Fukun looked with difficulty at the equally shocked Lu Jianxia:

"That existence said we must build a temple and spread his name!"

Lu Jianxia nodded blankly.

She was also shocked.

She could do this, but must she do it?

No.

She could not afford not to.

That person is a living Lord of Martial Dao; the mere fact that he is still alive made Lu Jianxia feel terrified.

If it were truly as he said, that Ancient Gods were merely insects in his eyes and all evil could be turned to ash under his hand.

Then this person is unimaginably powerful and could even eliminate all the malice in the world!

Immediately, Lu Jianxia hurriedly contacted the Lord of Lu.

It was almost instantaneous.

Everywhere among the five clans, all Will Martial Artists received this message.

Great panic and shock fermented among the people and were soon known by the supreme figures of the world.

The Lords of the Five Continents, and even the ruler of the Xia Clan, Xia Qi, all learned of this matter.

Ji Continent.

Inside the bedchamber, the Empress of Ji Continent was slowly removing her pitch-black battle armor when the communication array disk at her ear sounded with a report from her subordinate.

"Lord of Will?"

The Empress of Ji Continent's pupils shrank; the next moment, she donned her battle armor and flew out of the bedchamber in an instant.

"Contact the Lord of Chen!"

"Yes!"

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Yu Continent.

The teacup in the Lord of Yu's hand exploded with a bang, and porcelain shards embedded themselves into the gilded pillar.

"Did that bastard swallow an Undying Gu or what? Is the malice of the Myriad Image Tower his fortuitous encounter?!"

The Lord of Yu cursed under his breath.

He truly wished for Chen Yan to just die like that.

But, Chen Yan, who had been imprisoned in the Myriad Image Tower, had actually obtained the recognition of the Six Continent Sovereigns today.

Is Myriad Image Island his hometown?

Can he eat malice?

What the hell is all this?

"Father!"

Outside the palace, the voice of Yu Yi suddenly rang out.

"Get lost!" the Universe Lord shouted coldly, and Yu Yi outside the palace was sent flying directly by a wave of Qi.

Crack!

Outside the great palace, a sound of impact rang out.

"Father, your son has..." In the distance, Yu Yi's voice sounded strained.

"Get lost!" the Universe Lord shouted again:

"I don't want to know about Chen Yan's affairs!"

Yu Yi stopped speaking.

It was also at this moment.

The Universe Lord's communication array disk was connected.

"Your Highness, the Lord of Will has appeared in the world." A low and hoarse voice sounded within the Universe Lord's communication array disk.

"The Will..."

Crack!

A clanging sound of metal colliding erupted from the Universe Lord's entire body, and the next moment, he flew directly out of the palace.

Yu Yi's body had been smashed into a stone wall beside the palace plaza; seeing the Universe Lord, he hurriedly crawled out and said:

"Father, the Lord of Will has app... app..."

Yu Yi looked panicked; this was a matter of heaven-shaking importance.

"Get lost!"

The Universe Lord waved a single hand:

"I have never encountered a single good thing whenever I see you!"

Boom!

Yu Yi was once again knocked into the wall.

The Lord of Will has appeared in the world!

He wants the world to build temples for him; he can turn his hands to create clouds and cover them to bring rain, and can extinguish malice in an instant.

Even Xia Qi found it difficult to restrain himself.

He did not know, if he did it, what would that existence do to the world?

That one is powerful and mysterious; what if he is a bad person? What should be done?

But, if he did not do it, what would that one do?

Immediately after.

It was unknown who passed the news out.

The world became terrified and shocked.

"The Lord of Will... has appeared in the world!"

"Shh, do not call his name directly, do not!"

"Heavens, can malice really be extinguished?"

"It can, Bing Yi has already proven it for the human world!"

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Some were excited, some were trembling.

The appearance of the Lord of Will caused terrifying waves to rise throughout the entire world.

At the same time.

The second floor of the Myriad Forms Tower.

Chen Yan was covered in cold sweat, his will depleted, as if he had not slept for a hundred years.

Utilizing the enhancement of comprehension from the Dao-Enlightenment Myriad Forms Seed, as well as exerting his power of will to the maximum extent, Chen Yan achieved this scene.

This was his first time influencing the Martial Dao meridian.

In fact, Chen Yan himself could influence it.

After all, the Martial Dao meridian was born based on Chen Yan.

This time, Chen Yan had merely overdrawn his brain and will too much, making the Martial Dao meridian more perfect.

At the same time.

Chen Yan discovered that blue light representing the energy of breaking limits began to emerge within the Saint-Breaking Realm, and it was very dense, like clusters of blue clouds.

Quite a few people had developed faith in the Lord of Will.

A smile appeared at the corners of Chen Yan's mouth.

It should be like this.

The faith people have in a person is far less intense than the faith they have in a god.

A god is omnipotent.

A god can change the human world.

And Chen Yan had overdrawn the world's faith in him in advance, allowing himself to become powerful rapidly.

In the world before, people did not have a detailed understanding of the Lord of Will.

In fact, the vast majority of people did not even know that a Lord of Martial Dao could exist.

Just like Chen Yan in the past, not knowing that the Lord of Hardened Body had existed.

Now that the people of the world had a concept, they would develop faith in an omnipotent god.

And Chen Yan could better absorb faith, allowing the 【Break】 character Saint-Breaking Fruit to ripen as quickly as possible.

The Saint-Breaking Fruit is, in fact, the greatest opportunity Chen Yan has had all along.

Chen Yan let out a long sigh; the feeling of watching the Saint-Breaking Fruit grow continuously is truly good.

Now, he is not far from excavating the third realm of the Will Martial Dao and breaking through his own realm.

When that time comes, the Master of Tempering and the Master of Blood Qi will also descend to preach the Dao for him.

The path of Will is destined to become the number one martial path of all eternity.

Chen Yan looked at the Saint-Breaking Tree once more.

【Break: 5/100】!

So fast!

Chen Yan's expression changed slightly; this speed is a bit frightening, equivalent to ten 【Break】 character Saint-Breaking Fruits from before.

As expected, how much the world fears the Ancient Gods.

Then, how much faith will they have in a Master of Will who can erase Ancient Gods at will?

The peak moment belonging to the Will Martial Dao has arrived quietly.

And the next moment, Chen Yan, as the Master of Will, slowly closed his eyes and entered sleep.

The exhaustion that had accumulated for who knows how long came rushing in, aching yet comfortable.

Appearing suddenly.

It was as if the Saint-Breaking Tree were whispering to him.

Master of Will, have a good sleep.

Deep in the darkness, the knotted roots stood in the void.

The emerald light dust falling from the tree crown rose into the sky like ten thousand fireflies, already possessing the majesty to overwhelm the great world.