Chapter 561: The All-Talented One of the Six Paths Appears!

"Chen... Chen Yan."

Outside the cultivation room, San Jin, with red-rimmed eyes, was still sitting on the steps; seeing Chen Yan appear, she hurriedly stood up.

Moonlight spilled down; wearing white battle armor, San Jin had a delicate, straight nose and graceful lines, the moonlight rimming her silhouette with a glowing white edge.

"San Jin." Chen Yan spoke softly, then immediately began walking outside.

After a long while, Chen Yan turned his head, only to see San Jin still quietly following.

"Do you have something to ask me?" Chen Yan asked.

"No..." San Jin shook her head, but the next moment she extended one hand, and a plate of chicken legs appeared in it.

Chen Yan frowned slightly, picked one up, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Is... is it good?" San Jin asked with hope.

"It's not good, San Jin." Chen Yan looked at her with a calm expression:

"There is almost no salt, and the ratio of the other spices is also poor."

San Jin's expression was somewhat dejected, and tears welled up in her already red eyes, making her look pitifully moving under the moonlight.

"It's not... it's not that I made it..."

San Jin stopped mid-sentence, just staring at Chen Yan like this, then lowered her head and whispered:

"I'm sorry."

Immediately, San Jin left.

Chen Yan stood quietly in place; he looked at the clear moon at the dome of the sky and shook his head slightly.

On the Martial Dao meridian, he could hear the faint voice of Chen Qi.

An eighth-rank voice still held some restraint over the Martial Dao meridian.

The preparations the Chen Clan made for him were indeed sufficient.

But now, Chen Yan's heart was somewhat chaotic.

"My Martial Dao is about breaking limits, about pursuing everything, about defining a new Martial Dao."

"All along, the pressure I have placed upon myself has been greater than that from the outside."

"This is the root of why I have risked danger time and again, but this time it seems different."

He murmured, and in his mind, that Blood Sun appeared once more.

The gaze of that infant.

For a moment, his heart was in a state of utter confusion.

He watched calmly, sensing everything at the tips of his meridians.

Until midnight.

Lu Jianxia walked out of the great hall, her pair of silver eyes fixed on the moonlight in the distant sky.

She felt incomparably conflicted.

This was war; this was maneuvering.

All of the Chen Master's schemes would be portrayed as great feats after the victory of the future.

Just like Xia Weimin of the Ten Thousand Phases Island, who was viewed by the world as the culprit behind the Ten Thousand Phases Island tragedy.

"I am the shame of the Lu Province."

"I never once said that he is Ice Intent."

Endless bitterness welled up in Lu Jianxia's heart.

Even if Chen Yan is Ice Intent, so what?

The Chen Clan had increased the difficulty of entering the Five Clans Struggle by forty times.

Forty times.

Even if Chen Yan used the strength of the Qi and Blood path, it would be difficult to enter.

Not to mention that Chen Yan was still severely injured.

And he, what would happen after he entered?

Slaughter the geniuses of her Lu Province and fight to the death against the Creation Realm experts of the entire Five Clans?

This was a path destined to be bloody, destined to be chaotic.

A sense of sorrow emerged in the depths of Lu Jianxia's heart.

She regretted meeting Chen Yan.

But if one stood from Chen Yan's perspective, the other party had never done a single thing wrong from beginning to end.

It was hard to imagine what kind of pressure the other party was bearing now.

Those repeated pleas of 'Please support my Great Xia' were respect as vast as the sea, but were they not also terrifying pressure that made one suffocate?

She did not know how the other party was going to shoulder all of this.

The other party was only eighteen years old.

Just eighteen years old.

And how was the other party going to face the Five Clans, to face her, Lu Jianxia?

It was not just Lu Jianxia who was conflicted.

Lu Jianxia extended her hand, and strands of faint Immortality Intent flowed in her palm.

No one would have guessed that Lu Jianxia had touched the threshold of Immortality Will in just two months.

The speed was even faster than Chen Min.

She had practiced as if her life depended on it, yet even now, she remained utterly lost.

Even if she became an eighth-rank, it was still difficult to shake the structure of this world.

"Lord of Will, you once said you would come to this world."

Lu Jianxia murmured:

"May I ask... will you truly descend?"

Yet after her voice fell, the voice of the Lord of Will did not sound.

Lu Jianxia shook her head slightly; the Lord of Will was unknown and powerful, and perhaps after the other party descended, the structure of the world would change once again.

Everything was heading toward the unknown.

"Chen Yan, if I were a little stronger, or if you were a little stronger, how good would that be?"

She looked toward the clear moon.

…………

Time passed slowly.

The time until the Five Clans Conflict grew shorter and shorter.

It was as if there were an hourglass beside Chen Yan, the sound of the sand falling clearly audible.

Chen Yan stood calmly.

Beside his ear, the whisper of Xia Weimin seemed to ring out once more.

"Contemplating the vastness of heaven and earth, I stand alone in sorrow and shed tears."

The same voice, yet it brought a different feeling.

"Chen Yan."

At the entrance of the courtyard, the beautiful figure appeared again; as if having summoned her courage, San Jin walked in.

"I... just made another portion."

Those eyes, shimmering with tears, looked at Chen Yan earnestly, carrying anticipation and also a trace of worry.

"I made another portion."

San Jin said earnestly:

"Will you eat?"

Chen Yan looked quietly at the other party's face, as exquisite as a porcelain doll, and was speechless for a moment.

In those eyes were written worry, stubbornness, and another kind of silent emotion.

Chen Yan suddenly smiled.

"What are you smiling at?" San Jin asked.

"I am smiling because even I set limits for myself, and even I fear failure."

Chen Yan rested one hand on his face, an indescribable emotion surging in his heart.

All the negativity brought to him by the death of Xia Qi seemed to vanish at this moment.

Just now, Chen Yan had become his own enemy.

What if he failed?

He had already exhausted all his strength to do his best.

If he lost, perhaps another Chen Yan would be born into the world.

Will always exists; when it is extinguished in the heart of one person, it is born again in the heart of another.

Will is immortal.

Will is immortal!

An unprecedented emotion surged in Chen Yan's heart, as if a clear breeze were cleansing his mind.

Seeing Chen Yan like this, San Jin's expression suddenly relaxed.

Just yesterday.

In this world, her only remaining friend was Chen Yan.

…………

Time passed slowly.

Clouds rolled and unfurled, the wind was clear and the sun bright.

Boom—!

A sound that shook heaven and earth suddenly resounded from above the clouds of Chuli Pass.

Purple light surged, and a circular firmament with a diameter of eight hundred li slowly descended, hovering high above the entire Chuli Pass.

The circular firmament solidified, transforming into a cloud platform; divine patterns emerged upon it, and an ancient aura instantly spilled out.

Where the clouds had originally been broken, endless pitch-black void emerged.

"The Five Clans Conflict has begun!"

On the earth, someone exclaimed.

Martial artists from all sides watched from afar, various emotions surging in their hearts.

Behind Chen Yan stood two hundred figures.

Most were Creation Realm experts who had come from Great Xia.

As for the Five Clans, they would also have two hundred Creation Realm experts entering in total.

Of course, Chen Yan's side did not only have Creation Realm experts.

Such as Chen Yu, who was currently only at the peak of the Fifth Rank.

Jiang Yuan, at the middle stage of the Sixth Rank.

Chen Min, at the peak of the Fifth Rank.

All were chosen ones.

The Great Xia values potential more; Chen Yu, Jiang Yuan, and Chen Min all possess supreme potential.

"Let's set off, Chen Yan."

Xia Hanzhou looked at Chen Yan, his expression earnest.

As Chen Yan stepped into the void, two hundred figures rose into the air behind him in unison.

Everyone flew onto the cloud platform, and the other five clan factions had already arrived as well.

"Chen Yan, interesting. Were you faking illness yesterday?"

A voice rang out; the one speaking was a man named Chi Xue.

Everyone looked at Chen Yan.

After all, there was no longer any trace of the Rank 8 Malice Crystal on Chen Yan now.

"You have quite a few little schemes."

A woman named Ji Yanbing smiled charmingly:

"So this is the Great Xia's Heavenly God General."

She deliberately drew out the three words "Heavenly God General," carrying a sense of mockery.

"Ji Yanbing, fight me to the death."

A middle-aged man wearing a gold robe spoke slowly:

"Do you dare?"

"Xia Long, have you lost your mind?" Ji Yanbing recognized this person; the other party was a peak Creation Realm expert of the Xia Clan.

Yet she had not expected this Xia Long to actually want to fight her to the death at this moment.

"If you don't dare, then shut up; don't lose face for your five clans," Xia Long said indifferently.

The next moment, bursts of loud laughter erupted from the Great Xia side.

The Creation Realm experts of the five clans watched in silence, but no one said anything.

Ji Yanbing narrowed her eyes, cold light spilling from them, and then a look of disdain curled the corners of her mouth.

An indescribable flavor also emerged in the eyes of the other five clans' Creation Realm experts.

Some were eager to see what would happen next.

Some wanted to see the Great Xia roar in anger.

All the Creation Realm experts of the five clans knew of the Chen Clan's methods, and now they were all waiting in anticipation.

Lu Jianxia glanced at Chen Yan from afar, biting her red lips, the complexity in the depths of her eyes deeply hidden.

It was also at this moment.

Deep within the shattered void, beams of light suddenly descended, each beam aimed at one person.

Chen Yan sensed the beam of light enveloping him; layered divine rings shone upon it, and strands of profound aura emanated from it.

Soon, special thoughts appeared in the depths of Chen Yan's mind.

Six rings of light appeared within Chen Yan's Origin Space of the Body Tempering path.

Inscribed upon them were the characters 【Qi】, 【Body】, 【Thought】, 【Origin】, 【Array】, and 【Intent】 respectively.

"This is the Spirit of Divinity; every Spirit of Divinity represents a type of martial Dao."

A grand voice suddenly resounded from the depths of Chen Yan's mind.

Spirit of Divinity.

Chen Yan had long heard that the Five Clans Struggle could bestow divinity upon every martial Dao.

Divinity represents the God-level.

The breathing techniques of the Body Tempering path, and external martial arts.

The cultivation methods and martial techniques of the Qi and Blood path.

The elemental quality of the Elemental path.

The True Intent, True Realm, and True Soul of the True Intent path all have various grade classifications.

And the Spirit of Divinity is equivalent to the truth of the Great Dao, which can infinitely elevate the quality of various martial Daos.

This is very important.

Chen Yan had no energy to go and study another Body Tempering breathing technique.

But if the quality of his 【Duan Yan Yin Qiong】 itself could be continuously elevated, even reaching the God-level.

Then Chen Yan's strength and cultivation speed would receive an infinite boost.

"The Spirits of Divinity are choosing you," the grand voice sounded again:

"If the potential of your various martial Daos differs too greatly, the Spirit of Divinity corresponding to the weaker martial Dao will not choose you."

Chen Yan quietly observed his own Origin Space.

Soon, that Spirit of Divinity inscribed with the character 【Thought】 began to dissipate.

As for the Spirits of Divinity corresponding to the other five martial Daos, they remained.

This was within Chen Yan's expectations; after all, he had never cultivated the path of Thought Power.

Yet it was also at this time.

Deep within Chen Yan's brain, a cyan ball of light suddenly vibrated.

The vibration at this moment was extremely abrupt.

So much so that Chen Yan, who had never discovered the existence of the ball of light, perceived its existence at this moment.

What is this?

Chen Yan's expression changed slightly, and the next moment, a familiar feeling emerged in Chen Yan's heart.

Xia Weimin!

This was what Xia Weimin left in the depths of Chen Yan's mind when Chen Yan was beneath the Myriad Aspect Divine Tree, dispersing those ten million vengeful souls.

Chen Yan's expression was calm, yet monstrous waves surged in his heart.

And within Chen Yan's Origin Space, that Divine Spirit of the Thought Power path, which should have vanished, suddenly condensed and reappeared, remaining there.

"Is this the final inheritance you left for me?"

Chen Yan murmured, his eyes erupting with a brilliant glow.

All the hesitation from the night was completely swept away at this moment.

Ten thousand years ago, the Master of Tempering and the Master of Blood Qi emerged into the world.

A thousand years ago, someone transformed their own body into a continent.

Fifty years ago, someone altered their own being and rose up in the human world.

Today, it is yet another boundless sky of clouds.

"Brother, I left behind the Divine Spirits of the Thought Power and Array paths."

Chen Yu sent a voice transmission, smiling sweetly at Chen Yan.

Chen Yu looked at Chen Yan and stuck out her tongue; she knew her older brother would definitely leave behind five Divine Spirits.

After all, Chen Yan had powerful achievements in the five martial paths of Tempering, Blood Qi, True Intent, Arrays, and Elements.

All around, many people wore expressions of regret.

"I originally thought my Tempering path was quite good, yet I didn't leave behind a Divine Spirit of the Tempering path at all."

"My Divine Spirit of the Array path is gone."

"Keep your voices down, this is your own intelligence!"

Voices rang out one after another.

Yet at this very moment.

Hum!

Suddenly, a loud boom, as if Pangu were splitting heaven and earth, saw a six-colored radiance break through the void above everyone's heads.

Like flames and clouds, it bloomed with the brilliance of spring amidst the blazing sun, and contained chaos within the condensed abyss.

"Someone has obtained six Divine Spirits!"

A low voice rang out; Chen Qi appeared on the other side of the Cloud Platform, an expression of disbelief appearing in his eyes:

"Aside from Chen Yi, another six-martial-path prodigy after a thousand years..."

His eyes trembled:

"Who is it?!"

"Who is it?"

"Who is it?"

Sounds of questioning rang out one after another.

Chen Qi swept his gaze toward the Great Xia direction; he had never heard of such a heaven-gifted talent within the Five Clans.

"Your Five Clans hide things well!" Xia Hanzhou appeared with a gloomy expression:

"Six Divine Spirits, aren't you afraid of dragging him to his death?!"

Xia Hanzhou looked toward the direction of the Five Clans and sneered.

Chen Qi's expression was also ugly; he swept his gaze toward Xia Hanzhou.

What are you pretending for?

Xia Hanzhou, however, had a livid expression.

A six-martial-path prodigy, one path more than even Chen Yan.

No, Chen Yan has the Will path, which is also six martial paths.

However, the Will path has no Divine Spirit.

Aside from Xia Hanzhou, the expressions of the Director of the Directorate of Celestials, the Blood Sword Saint, and the Longevity King were also ugly to the extreme.

And the expressions of Chen Qi's side, Ji Yanqing, Chi Xun, the Great Elder of Lu Prefecture, and that Rank 8 of the Yu Clan were also flickering constantly.

For a time, everyone was actually unable to tell who was acting.

A six-path prodigy has appeared in the world.