Chapter 547: Chen Yu's Martial Dao

Lord Chen stood quietly, his jaw slightly clenched, staring fixedly at the high-rise buildings outside the window, a torrent of surging numbers appearing over his pupils.

"To think..."

His expression shifted constantly; things were developing in the direction he least wanted to see.

"Even I cannot see clearly what the situation is."

Lord Chen spoke indifferently:

"What kind of existence this Lord of Will is, and what kind of purpose he possesses, we know nothing of.

If you wish to question me because of this, that would be too meaningless."

Lord Chen's voice resounded in the ears of Lord Ji and Lord Chi, who were in direct communication with him.

Both Lord Ji and Lord Chi remained silent for a long time.

The appearance of the Lord of Will had caused them to fall into a fog as well, where everything was obscured.

But that things were developing in this direction was something they had not anticipated and fundamentally refused to accept.

Lord Chi and Lord Ji spoke no more.

Chen Yan did not know what kind of consensus these supreme beings of the world would eventually reach.

The only thing certain was that the few appearances of the Lord of Will were enough to plant a thorn among the five races that could change the future.

Everything was preparation for the moment Chen Yan exposed Lord Chen.

But the truth of the world is the most primitive and fundamental combat power.

The current Lord of Will is a lie and a falsehood directed at the world.

It might restrict the five races, but it will not change them.

To possess a true voice regarding the future, the Lord of Will must become the Lord of Will that everyone believes in.

Inside the cultivation room at Moshan Pass.

"Chaos is a ladder; the poisoned soup for those who encounter chaos, the dinner for those who create it."

Chen Yan sat cross-legged in silence, a cold, dark light flickering in his pitch-black eyes.

The world is lost, and the evil in their hearts has even eclipsed the evil of the human world.

They need a leader, they need a Lord of Will who can change everything.

He is incomparably magnificent, capable of accomplishing all things, capable of crossing the long river of time, capable of suppressing all martial arts.

【Break: 31/100】

Even if the Ice Intent triumphs over the Malice Rule, even if Chen Yan achieves the status of an Invincible Divine General.

The influence brought by both still does not equal that of a god who has never appeared.

This is all too real.

Chen Yan discovered that utilizing people's strengths is far less easy than utilizing their weaknesses.

But Chen Yan was not complacent; lies cannot change the world, only fists can.

Pure golden radiance, spilled from the circulation of his internal energy, flowed over the surface of his body; as the scorching energy combined with his will, Chen Yan's own aura grew increasingly powerful.

Within the Saint-Breaking Realm, the second 【Technique】 Saint-Breaking Fruit had matured.

These days, Chen Yan had been constantly conceiving and researching, and the combination of the Will Path and the Hard-Refining Path was becoming more and more perfect.

Within 【Control Decay - Saintly Condensation of the Primordial】, the strength of Chen Yan's four paths—Will, Hard-Refining, Array Formation, and True Intent—was gathered.

The most difficult part, in truth, is the combination of Will and Hard-Refining.

Because both are, in essence, physical martial arts.

While Array Formation and True Intent are auxiliary martial arts.

Array Formation assisting mental power or blood-Qi, and True Intent assisting the physical body are the most common combinations.

Because auxiliary martial arts are meant to strengthen physical martial arts.

But physical martial arts cannot be combined.

To this day, Chen Yan had never seen anyone who could combine blood-Qi with Hard-Refining.

It is just like how a True Essence Dharma Idol cannot be combined with a True Dragon Dharma Idol.

One is constantly expanding the connection between oneself and the world, while the other is self-strengthening, isolating all things.

The two are naturally impossible to combine, which was the greatest difficulty Chen Yan had encountered since he began cultivating.

The higher the realm, the more severe the isolation between the blood-Qi path and the Hard-Refining path.

He could use the power of both paths simultaneously, but he could not combine them at all.

This is the rule.

The Will Path is also a physical martial art.

Now, the reason why this concept of realizing it with Hard-Refining martial techniques is possible...

"Among martial arts, there are also levels of high and low."

Chen Yan murmured, a powerful confidence appearing between his brows.

In this Will martial technique, 【Control Decay - Saintly Condensation of the Primordial】, the Hard-Refining path acts as the role of an auxiliary martial art.

Chen Yan swallowed that 【Technique】 Saint-Breaking Fruit, and a torrent of memories surged into his mind.

In a trance, Chen Yan seemed to see a figure standing at the edge of the world, speaking to him:

"Above the world, there has never been a perfect thing."

"Think about it, if your protective patterns reach the Sun-Radiance level, if your True Intent ascends to Fist Soul, the power of Control Decay - Saintly Condensation of the Primordial will increase by more than a thousand times."

The blurred figure spoke quietly, then dissipated within Chen Yan's memory.

Having completely digested this 【Technique】 Saint-Breaking Fruit, Chen Yan slowly reached out his hand.

In an instant.

The light in the entire cultivation room visibly became dim and gloomy.

Following the slight curl of Chen Yan's distinct, bony fingers.

In an instant, the surrounding void trembled, and countless streams of light, as if attracted by an invisible magnet, swarmed in from all directions.

Pitch-black, pure gold, and fist-shadow-flecked streams of light emerged.

Following which, they continuously converged.

A pitch-black, melon-seed-sized dot appeared from the center of Chen Yan's palm.

When looking at this melon-seed-sized dot, the entire world seemed to be collapsing toward it.

Dangerous, dangerous, dangerous!

A feeling of extreme danger struck, and even Chen Yan felt a sense of fear that he would die.

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

Sun-Radiance Grade D-tier Will-path martial technique 【Decay-Control - Holy Condensation Primordial】, it succeeded!

Chen Yan let out a sigh of relief.

Continue cultivating.

The base attributes of Chen Yan's own physique and blood-Qi had been slowly growing stronger.

And as for the current Chen Yan, he lacked no resources at all.

Within the Origin Space, there were still ten Sun-Radiance Grade A-tier Body-Tempering Precious Medicines given by Xia Hanzhou.

In terms of blood-Qi precious medicines, Chen Yan still had ninety-seven and a half Blood Pills.

Next, Chen Yan needed to specialize in protective patterns.

If his own protective patterns could be promoted to Sun-Radiance Grade, then the power of 【Decay-Control - Holy Condensation Primordial】 would also increase tremendously.

Chen Yan's speed and concealment ability would also reach a peak.

…………

At the same time.

Chen Prefecture, Five-Slash Pass.

The rooftop of a luxurious building.

"I didn't expect it would actually be me."

The man named Chen Huanming had a face full of excitement; beneath him, a woman's corpse exploded into pieces.

"I..."

Chen Huanming looked at the bloodstains all around, speechless for a moment.

He shook his head; he had been too excited just now and had actually unleashed his blood-Qi directly, killing someone.

"However, it doesn't matter anymore."

Chen Huanming stood up:

"To think it's me, little old me, Chen Huanming, to think..."

He opened his mouth wide; his original name was Chen Huanming.

He was originally an illegitimate son abandoned by his own family.

Last month, he entered the Ancient Beast Mountain Range with another battle squad and encountered an Ancient Beast Tide.

Chen Huanming's companions all died, but Chen Huanming was unwilling to die.

At that time, he kept recalling the past.

When he was a child, his mother knelt to beg for money, but that father of his ignored her entirely, instead calling people to throw his mother a hundred meters away.

But his mother was an ordinary person.

That person waved his hand casually, and his mother's body shattered.

At that time, thinking of his mother, thinking of the revenge he had yet to exact, Chen Huanming was unwilling to die.

Then...

He awakened the Will-path.

He escaped the beast tide as if his life depended on it.

Then, he became a hero of Chen Prefecture and was bestowed the surname Chen by the Fourth Elder of Chen Prefecture.

Relying on his entry into the Will martial path, Chen Huanming became famous throughout Chen Prefecture in an instant.

During this period, he took revenge on his father's family and was also given priority attention by Chen Prefecture.

When a person loses their goal, they are finished.

Everything Chen Huanming did was for the sake of revenge.

After his great revenge was fulfilled, everything seemed unimportant.

No matter how many resources Chen Prefecture gave him, it couldn't stir up his desire to cultivate.

He had earned enough; the resources he had obtained these days were enough for him to spend for a lifetime.

He really had earned enough.

Everyone realized that Chen Huanming had given up on the martial path, and even Chen Huanming himself thought so.

The higher-ups of Chen Prefecture even said that he would become the next Chen Yan.

What a joke.

Sometimes politicians' words make one feel they are inferior to a three-year-old child; they just needed a Will martial artist to cover up the fact of Chen Prefecture's incompetence.

But now, Chen Huanming's eyes were flushed red, his breathing became heavy and short, and even though he was covered in blood, he still lifted his head, his bloodied hand covering his face.

"Hahahaha!!!"

He laughed wildly, his entire being excited to the extreme.

"I thought it would be Chen Yan, I thought the Lord of Will would choose the Great Xia Divine General, I never imagined it would be me, that it would actually be me, Chen Huanming!"

He shrieked.

Streaks of golden light suddenly appeared outside the window, staining the pitch-black curtains, and the blinding radiance fell upon Chen Huanming.

"Is Holy Son Chen Huanming within?"

A majestic voice rang out from outside the window, sounding incomparably respectful.

Chen Huanming was stunned, then the corners of his mouth curled into an arc.

"I am the Holy Son, I, Chen Huanming, am the Holy Son who has surpassed Chen Yan, I actually, I actually..."

He was incoherent; waiting outside his window was at least a Creation Realm expert.

Madness!

…………

The world had changed.

The person chosen by the Lord of Will had appeared.

Chen Prefecture, Chen Huanming.

Shock, panic, and astonishment—all sorts of emotions were on the verge of drowning the entire world.

Everything had completely changed.

Why was it Chen Prefecture, why was it Chen Huanming?

Question after question washed over everyone's brains.

Above a lake.

Chen Yan's false body stood quietly, the radiance of the great sun falling, weaving fragments of golden foil across the surface of the lake.

As Chen Yan walked, ripples slowly spread out.

"Brother, are you not cultivating?"

Behind Chen Yan, Chen Yu muttered; she had long since discovered her brother's abnormality.

Her own brother was a cultivation fanatic.

Even when he had to wait for the descent of the Lord of Will, he would not have set aside his cultivation.

In the world of consciousness, the woman in the red dress sighed with emotion:

"Perhaps he is very disappointed; I also always thought the Lord of Will would descend upon him."

Ji Yannan sighed with emotion.

The choice of the Lord of Will had spread throughout the world almost overnight.

Everyone was shocked.

They had not expected it to be like this.

The few short sentences revealed a meaning that was too terrifying.

The place with the real problem in the world was not Great Xia, but Chen Prefecture.

No, it was the Five Clans.

This was interesting.

Ji Yannan felt that Chen Yan's current state was also related to this matter.

After all, the other party had been fully prepared for the descent of the Lord of Will before.

Now, perhaps he was relieved, or perhaps he was somewhat disappointed.

Chen Yu, however, shook her head; she knew her brother too well.

She did not know why, but ever since this meeting, Chen Yu felt that her brother had changed.

He had not tested her strength, nor had he urged her to cultivate.

Although Chen Yu had been very happy these past few days, it was almost the happiest she had been in all these years.

But Chen Yu felt as if something was quietly drifting away from her.

"Xiaoyu, ahead is Yu Prefecture."

Chen Yan smiled.

"Brother..." Chen Yu grabbed Chen Yan's arm:

"You still haven't answered me."

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows slightly:

"What, are you unhappy?"

Chen Yu pouted, and at this moment, she was finally certain.

"Brother, I know you don't want me to suffer, I know you are very powerful, and perhaps I will never be able to catch up to you in my life, unable to fight side by side with you."

The young girl's large eyes were sparkling with starlight as she looked at Chen Yan, serious to the extreme:

"But I... but everything I prepared for when I entered the Martial Dao was to do this!

Even if I cannot do it, I still must do it!

This is my Martial Dao!"

Her face flushed red, and she shouted at the top of her voice, as if she were venting.

Chen Yan was stunned; he remained silent for a long time, and when he looked at his sister again, her eyes were shimmering with tears, looking very aggrieved.

Chen Yan looked at the golden ripples on the lake beneath his feet, and an inexplicable emotion echoed in the depths of his heart.

He had thought that he had always been putting pressure on his sister, a form of deprivation for her.

But now he was taking his sister out to play, wanting his sister to accept the kind of happiness he believed in.

This...

And how is that not another form of deprivation?

This is the life of a younger sister.

Chen Yan had thought wrong; as the Master of Will, capable of discerning human emotions, he too could make mistakes.

"I understand, it is my fault." Chen Yan nodded, looking at his younger sister, who was still somewhat nervous.

"I will tell you a secret." Chen Yan began.

"What secret?" the young girl asked in a low voice.

"I do not know the Art of Disguise yet, at least not the advanced kind."

"No way." Chen Yu opened her mouth wide:

"Brother, you never dared to take off your mask while disguised as Bing Yi, was it because of this?"

Ji Yannan was also stunned.

Huh?

This is the Great Xia Divine General?

He doesn't even know the Art of Disguise?

"I also don't know how to use Sound Transmission." Chen Yan was almost amused to the point of anger: "I still don't know how to do it even now."

Ji Yannan was even more stunned.

This...

Can a person like this deceive the Five Clans?

Have the Five Clans become so useless?

Chen Yu was stunned for a long time:

"Then, shall I teach you?"

"Good." Chen Yan nodded.

"Okay!" The young girl burst into tears of joy; she had finally been able to help her older brother.

"I have also been studying the Dao of Arrays recently." Chen Yan spoke again:

"How about we discuss the Dao of Arrays while we walk?"

"Sure." The young girl affectionately grabbed Chen Yan's arm:

"I have obtained my teacher's Life Array and am just about to enter the rank of Array Venerable. Brother, do you have a Life Array?"

"No."

"Ah? Teacher said that without a Life Array, one cannot become an Array Venerable."

"Your teacher is talking nonsense; she doesn't understand anything."

Within the world of consciousness, Ji Yannan was amused to the point of anger:

"Even if your brother is a genius, don't underestimate any Array Venerable!

Without a Life Array, it is impossible for him to create a Sun-Radiance Grade array!"

Ji Yannan huffed in anger.

Chen Yu's mental voice came through:

"Teacher, should I tell my brother what you just said?"

Ji Yannan's expression stiffened, and she hurriedly said:

"Don't tell him; he is too arrogant and doesn't deserve to know."

Ji Yannan turned her head away.

Inside the cultivation room at Moshan Pass.

Chen Yan's true body was wreathed in pitch-black runic light, and before him, the eye of the Ancient Dream God-Beast floated slowly.

Chen Yan contemplated this eye, continuously analyzing its mysteries.

Some of his younger sister's insights were also expanding Chen Yan's own understanding, while that avatar of his will was also sharing his own knowledge with his sister.

The siblings walked and complemented each other's understanding of the Dao of Arrays.

Here, his true body also had the help of the Dao-Enlightenment Myriad-Form Seed.

Chen Yan felt that he might have a chance to create Sun-Radiance Grade protective runes.

After all, he was different from his younger sister.

Chen Yu needed to master a wide variety of arrays, while Chen Yan only cared about displacement array runes and concealment array runes.

Everything was to compensate for the shortcomings in his own combat.

Chen Yan looked at the eye of the Ancient Dream God-Beast, his expression calm:

"Does this eye count as a Life Array?"

…………

Time passed slowly.

Chen Prefecture, the core area of the Chen Clan.

A divine altar built of white jade was wedged into the heart of the city.

Above the altar, over a hundred martial artists stood suspended in the air, continuously casting spells, as beams of light wrapped around a majestic stone sculpture embedded in the center of the altar.

The layout outside the altar was even more noble, with twelve gilded giant pillars surrounding the altar, and all around, dense crowds of Chen Prefecture living beings knelt in utmost reverence.

Their mouths were filled with clear, resonant chants, their eyes showing piety.

"Noble Master of Will, please change our world and bring us the purest light."

"Chen Huanming, everything depends on you."

"Heavens, my Chen Prefecture is the dangerous zone; fortunately, the Master of Will is about to descend."

…………

Voices of awe or sighs of emotion rose up one after another.

Inside a distant building, Chen Huanming, dressed in white, stood quietly before the window, watching the massive altar currently under construction.

A trace of a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Those kneeling living beings, while revering the Lord of Will, were also speaking of him.

He was now like a Holy Son walking the world, incomparably noble.

"I wonder what will happen after I inherit that sliver of the Lord of Will's will; perhaps I will become truly powerful, far surpassing Chen Yan and Bing Yi."

He thought excitedly, countless thoughts nearly drowning him.

"Your Highness Holy Son, someone is here to see you."

Outside the room, a voice rang out.

"Mm." Chen Huanming nodded; he was still adapting to his new status.

"I am the Holy Son, I am the Holy Son, everything in this world will be mine, it will all be mine!"

His eyes were bloodshot:

"It will all be mine!"

He roared aloud, his voice carrying; some heard him, but he did not care.

"What is Chen Yan? In the future, he will be nothing more than an existence I can suppress with a single finger!"

"Hahaha!!!"

Madness was swallowing him.

Very soon.

Inside the room, someone walked in; it was a middle-aged woman dressed in plain clothes.

Chen Huanming frowned:

"Aunt, why have you come?"

After his mother died, it was his aunt who had raised him.

But Chen Huanming narrowed his eyes at this moment; he was noble now, and people from his past were all trying every way possible to contact him.

This disgusted him.

He was the Holy Son.

The Holy Son is detached from the secular world and is above all else.

How could he possibly have mortal relatives?

"Huanming, I..." The middle-aged woman's face was full of wrinkles, and she looked at Chen Huanming with concern:

"I am here to congratulate you."

She shrank her feet back, feeling somewhat inferior.

Chen Huanming's expression shifted slightly, and he prepared to take out a precious medicinal herb he had just obtained to send this woman away.

"Huanming, you cannot provoke Chen Yan of the Great Xia in public, he..." The woman's expression was unsightly:

"Do not invite enemies upon yourself, it is not good."

Chen Huanming's expression shifted slightly.

It was true that yesterday, in front of everyone, he had mocked that Chen Yan of the Great Xia.

But what of it?

He was the Holy Son; could he not provoke a Great Xia Divine General?

The mere thought of Chen Yan made him angry.

By what right was Chen Yan the number one genius in history?

He, Chen Huanming, was the true Holy Son of the path of Will.

"Huanming..." The woman was still speaking.

"Get out!" Chen Huanming shouted in a low voice:

"Get out of here, what qualifications do you have to offer me advice?"

Boom—

Chen Huanming struck out with one hand, a wave of Qi directly sending the woman flying:

"Screw you."

He spoke indifferently:

"I am the Holy Son!"