Chapter 548: World in Turmoil, The True Enemy

Moshan Pass, inside the cultivation room.

【Strength: 4/100

Blood: 88/100

Technique: 1/100

Body: 16/100

Array: 63/100

Break: 35/100】

The 【Break】 character Saint-Breaking Fruit has already grown to thirty-five percent.

The 【Blood】 character Saint-Breaking Fruit, however, has become the one closest to maturity.

As for the 【Array】 character Saint-Breaking Fruit, after Chen Yan's continuous study over these past two days, it has already grown to sixty-three percent.

The aura of the protective patterns on Chen Yan's body is also growing stronger and stronger.

Chen Yan's protective patterns are of the Bright Moon Grade, First Class.

It seems to be only one step away from the Sun Grade.

But there is a chasm-like gap between the Bright Moon Grade and the Sun Grade.

If Chen Yan can condense Sun Grade protective patterns, then he will be able to apply these protective patterns onto the 【Imperial Decay - Saintly Condensation Primordial】.

Imagine, if that black light containing powerful will-power, force, and fist-intent possessed the stealth and rapid displacement of the Sun Grade, what would happen?

When unleashed, the enemy would find it difficult to perceive.

By the time they perceive it, their own will would have already been suppressed, making it difficult to dodge.

This would be an unimaginable weapon of mass destruction.

Chen Yan slowly opened his eyes.

The clone of his Will Divine Body has now arrived in Yun Province with his younger sister, and it will not be too far from Jin Province.

The good show is about to begin.

…………

The third day mentioned by the Lord of Will arrived.

The eyes of the people of the world were all focused on Chen Province.

There were even broadcasts in every region.

News spread like a raging storm to every corner of the world.

Countless people waited nervously for that sliver of the Lord of Will's will to descend.

He traversed the long river of time, crossing endless years, just to completely resolve the world's malice.

He is boundlessly powerful, boundlessly majestic, kind-hearted, and compassionate toward the people of the world.

Everyone was waiting.

Even though they still do not know why the Lord of Will chose Chen Province and Chen Huanming.

They are also excited now.

If that ancient god about to awaken dies, the world will turn into a better place.

Under this worldwide attention.

Chen Province, core area of the Chen Clan.

Flying warships hovered in the high sky, and people watched the huge altar in the image nervously through the constant zooming of lenses.

Under the illumination of countless pillars of light.

A man dressed in white stepped onto the ground below the altar, then knelt down respectfully.

Just like him, there were dense crowds of Chen Clan subjects surrounding the altar.

There were as many as a million, having rushed over from all parts of Chen Province.

They were respectful and incomparably devout.

Ji Province, Chi Province, Yu Province, Lu Province, and Great Xia.

Gazes were locked onto the sky above Chen Province.

A phantom image emerged from the sky above Chi Province, stepped across mountains and seas, and appeared above Lu Province.

At the same time, the Lu Lord, dressed in golden armor, appeared with his hands behind his back.

"The Chen Lord is hiding something from us." The Chi Lord spoke quietly, his expression calm, something flickering in his eyes.

The Lu Lord, in his suit of golden armor, nodded:

"It is still too early to draw conclusions; is that Lord of Will truly an existence from outside the world?"

"I once split off a sliver of my divine soul to step out of the human realm; outside the world is endless chaos." The Chi Lord pondered:

"That sliver of my divine soul walked in the chaos for a full hundred years, and apart from stars that were either burning or withered, I did not see anything."

The Lu Lord exclaimed in surprise:

"You certainly have courage, not fearing to encounter the Mother God."

The Mother God's true form is the Ancient God Forbidden Land, but her divine soul transcended and left in a way unimaginable to the primitive human race.

The Mother God's departure led to everything that happened afterward.

The White Calamity Ancient God sought to devour the Fanni Ancient God, and the human race, under the leadership of the Xia Lord, seized a glimmer of survival from it.

Outside the world is chaos, is the unknown, is endless darkness and depth.

And that departed Mother God might be in some corner of the outside world.

That the Chi Lord dared to split off a divine soul to head to the outer realms is what truly amazed the Lu Lord.

"Asking the Yu Lord might be clearer." The Chi Lord pondered:

"The Yu Clan closing itself off is not a passive act; he may have already found another path of development."

Master Lu narrowed his eyes and looked toward Master Chi.

Master Chi, however, sighed:

"Even between us, there exists ambiguity; this change in the future is something I cannot see clearly either."

Master Lu was silent; how could he not understand?

The appearance of the Lord of Will had caused everything to change quietly.

What kind of existence was the Lord of Will, exactly?

As time slowly passed.

Under one lens after another.

Chen Huanming stood up:

"Pacify the four seas and bring peace, quell the chaos of the five clans!"

He slowly walked onto the divine altar, an incomparable look of arrogance appearing in his eyes.

The world focused on him.

He was the Son of Destiny, the Holy Son of Will.

He, Chen Huanming, had risen above ten thousand people, beneath only one god!

"Destiny returns, the universe is uniquely supreme."

He slowly walked toward the divine altar, looking at the kneeling living beings, the excitement in his eyes reaching its peak.

"Grasp the yin and yang, maneuver the longitude and latitude."

"For a thousand autumns and ten thousand generations, only my will shall prevail!"

Boom, boom, boom!!!

Streaks of golden light appeared from above the horizon, straight into the clouds and sky.

The world brightened greatly.

All the people of the world watched in shock, waiting for the arrival of the Lord of Will.

The people were incomparably excited, their hearts beating violently one by one, unable to speak, waiting only for the descent of the Lord of Will!

Chen Prefecture.

Inside the skyscraper.

Master Chen stood calmly, a strange smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"No energy fluctuations have been detected from outside the world yet."

The mechanical voice of the Chen Clan System sounded in his ear.

"Search for the possibility of descent again," Master Chen said.

"Guess one: The Lord of Will is a supreme powerhouse of this world, probability 47 percent.

Guess two: The Lord of Will needs to rely on the power of will from martial artists of will to manifest a clone, probability 33 percent.

Guess three: The Lord of Will is the martial path of the Mother Goddess, probability 17 percent.

Guess four: The Lord of Will is a powerhouse from outside the world, probability 13 percent.

......"

The voice of the Chen Clan System sounded continuously.

"Guess seven: The Lord of Will is the rebirth of Master Xia, probability 7 percent.

Guess eight: The Lord of Will is Lu Xunyang, probability 5 percent.

Guess nine: The Lord of Will is Bing Yi, probability..."

Master Chen waved his hand and then narrowed his eyes:

"I dare not gamble, I truly dare not gamble."

In the direction of Moshan Pass, Xia Hanzhou watched from afar, then looked toward a cultivation room below.

Chen Yan, in a certain sense, had been manipulating the human world all along.

How old was he?

"The birth of any great figure is destined to be inconceivable."

He muttered to himself.

At the same time.

Inside the cultivation room, Chen Yan had already prepared to snuff out the tip of Chen Huanming's martial path.

He had created chaos; he wanted to end all of this with an absurd conclusion.

At this moment.

The power of faith surged wildly.

The 【Break】 character Saint-Breaking Fruit grew crazily.

Thirty-five percent!

Thirty-six percent!

Thirty-seven percent!

Now, every one percent of growth was equivalent to ten 【Break】 character Saint-Breaking Fruits from before.

The power of faith accumulated continuously in a way Chen Yan had designed.

Outside the cultivation room.

Shen Yiwei, Jiang Yuan, the Blood Sword Saint, Zhang Ting, and others were also watching nervously.

No one spoke; no one dared even to breathe.

The million-strong army stood silently, watching the image on the screen, each one solemn and expectant.

Forty percent!

Forty-one percent!

Chen Yan's expression was changing.

The power of faith at this moment was unimaginably vast!

The entire world was waiting for his descent.

But Chen Yan knew it was time for him to end all of this.

As Chen Yan's consciousness brushed against the tip of the neural pathway reflecting Chen Huanming's tense and excited face.

Chen Huanming knelt on the altar, his reverent whispers ringing in Chen Yan's ears.

"Respected and great Lord of Will, please grant me divine power; I am your most loyal believer.

If possible, I can manage this world for you.

You are supreme and magnificent, the everything of everything..."

He muttered, his heart surging with emotion.

Forty-five percent!

Chen Yan sighed softly; he needed to crush this neural pathway tip.

But he still needed to wait.

Because there were ten minutes left until the end of the three-day period mentioned by the Lord of Will.

That was fine too.

He could still gain a bit more power of faith.

Yet, at this very moment.

Suddenly.

Boom!!!

The originally calm sky of Chen Prefecture suddenly looked like internal organs being crushed by an invisible giant hand, and viscous blood-red color flowed through the folds of the sky.

A streak of black light descended instantly.

And that black light was born from within this mass of twisted flesh.

Woo!

A wail similar to the snapping of whale bone rang out instantly.

Countless unspeakable ravings instantly destroyed all other sounds.

The entire world darkened in an instant.

The next moment.

Crash!

In the core area of Chen Prefecture, Chen Huanming's body on the altar exploded instantly, turning into pools of pitch-black liquid that sprayed wildly.

The pitch-black liquid shot out like black threads; wherever it passed, one by one, the devoutly kneeling bodies were instantly eroded and burst apart.

Outside the altar, the million living beings who were kneeling were almost instantly annihilated into indescribable internal organs and twisted flesh.

Buildings twisted and deformed like melting wax figures, and reinforced concrete oozed scarlet pus in the high heat.

Everything was being devoured by malice.

In an instant!

The entire city looked as if it had been stitched into a tapestry woven of flesh and blood.

"Great Xia!!!"

The roar of the Lord of Chen resounded, and a magnificent golden phantom stood between heaven and earth, charging toward the firmament.

"You Great Xia, you want to harm my Chen Prefecture!!!"

Rumble!!!

The firmament collapsed, and the Lord of Chen's magnificent phantom fought against the endless pitch-black malice.

His voice, filled with extreme anger, resounded throughout the human world.

"Great Xia, you and the Ancient God Beast have colluded to destroy my million people of Chen Prefecture and prevent the Lord of Will from descending.

You..."

His eyes were blood-red, roaring endlessly:

"Deserve to die ten thousand deaths!!!"

This scene.

Was seen by billions of living beings and heard by the entire human world.

The Lord of Will was about to descend.

But before he could descend, Chen Huanming had already died.

"How could it be like this!!!"

"Lord of Will, can you still descend?"

"Heavens, why, could it be Great Xia?"

"So many people, so many people have died!!!"

Mournful and desperate voices resounded across the human earth; countless people were heartbroken and weeping.

Hum!

Above Moshan Pass, the phantom of the Great Xia Lord's sword instantly suppressed the heavens and earth.

"Chen Sheng, your sins are monstrous! You refuse to let the Lord of Will descend, yet you still insist on pinning it on my Great Xia!!!"

Xia Hanzhou was furious.

The turn of events had transcended Chen Yan's predictions and exceeded his expectations.

Damn it!

Damn it all!!!

"Xia Hanzhou, I will remember you!" the furious voice of the Chen Lord rang out.

"It was you who harmed my Chen Prefecture, who harmed the world!"

Xia Hanzhou was enraged:

"You are at the Ninth Rank, and you couldn't stop that Ancient God Beast?!"

"If it were me, I would have acted long ago; why would I wait until now?" The Chen Lord's eyes brimmed with endless tragedy and fury:

"I protected Chen Huanming for three days, yet you lot dared not make a move.

You only dared to strike at this final moment, waiting until I let my guard down. Great Xia, you lot are beyond redemption!"

The voices of Xia Hanzhou and the Chen Lord resounded through the heavens, each more furious than the last.

Inside the cultivation room.

Chen Yan slowly closed his eyes.

He sat calmly; the change in events had indeed transcended his expectations.

He had originally thought someone might intervene, but at most, they would only kill Chen Huanming.

Chen Huanming, laden with sin, deserved to die.

But Chen Yan had not expected it to involve the lives and deaths of a million people.

In an instant, they were just gone.

Within the Saint-Breaking Realm, the surging blue light reached its absolute peak.

After Chen Huanming's death, the panic of humanity caused their faith in the Lord of Will to reach its zenith.

Forty-seven percent!

Forty-eight percent!

…………

Fifty-one percent!

At this moment, it was as if hundreds of millions of living beings were praying in panic for the descent of that Great One.

And the Lord of Will, alone in the dark cultivation room, was listening to it all.

Vague names surfaced in his mind one after another.

He was also pondering who exactly had done all of this.

But as his thoughts deepened, finally, one particular name gradually became clear in his mind.

He just sat there like that.

Sitting in stillness, sitting on the edge of fury.

At the same time.

"Brother..."

Under the moonlight, Chen Yu pulled on Chen Yan's arm, looking nervously at her motionless brother.

What was wrong with her brother?

Was he also worried about what had just happened?

Chen Yu held onto Chen Yan's arm, the nervousness in the young girl's heart also reaching its peak.

"That was a million people, a million people vanished in an instant."

Chen Yan remained motionless, standing between the clouds and the sky, illuminated by the moonlight.

Endless tides of thought enveloped him, pressed down on him, as if to swallow him, to destroy him.

Just like that, he stood there.

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

Until the fourth day.

When a crimson crack was torn into the skyline.

Chen Yan in the cultivation room slowly opened his eyes, his pupils seemingly reflecting the projections of hundreds of millions of living beings.

The Chen Yan beside Chen Yu stood above a vast sea of clouds.

The morning light draped ten thousand golden threads over him, and even the tips of his hair were condensed with a halo like crushed diamonds.

Clouds billowed beneath his feet.

As his expression shifted slightly, he looked at his younger sister beside him:

"Xiaoyu."

Chen Yu looked at her brother with confusion and surprise:

"Brother, you scared me to death."

Chen Yu complained; her brother had been motionless for four whole days without saying a word, no matter how she called to him.

In the world of consciousness, the red-dressed woman also looked at Chen Yan.

The incomparably handsome young man looked at his sister and said, "My protective markings have reached the Sun-Day level."

"Ah?" Chen Yu's red lips parted, an expression of disbelief appearing in her eyes.

At the same time.

Inside the cultivation room.

The young man with ink patterns flowing all over his body had a cold and stern expression.

Did those million people die because of him?

No.

Because of malice.

Just like the living beings of the world being constantly gnawed upon by Ancient Divine Beasts.

Just like the million killed by the Dream Ancient Divine Beast.

Just like the ten million living beings of Ten Thousand Aspects Island.

Just like Zhou Lu.

Evil is devouring everything.

It is destroying everything, the dream meticulously constructed by the human race.

Chen Yan must recognize one thing clearly.

In the eyes of some people, dying as one person and dying as hundreds of millions...

There is no difference.

"I seem to... have seen my true enemy."