Chapter 564: Heaven

The void collapses!

Rumble!

Ten thousand rays of golden-red light roll and leap wantonly!

In an instant!

The entire sky is dyed into a brilliant sea of fire, light surging downward.

That soaring, oppressive, powerful will strikes the heart just like that.

Intense!

Intense!

Chen Yan stares straight in all directions, his eyes shooting out strands of heart-shaking power.

"You all..."

Chen Yan touches his chest and speaks indifferently, his gaze seeming to pierce through distant lands to meet the eyes of Lord Chen, Lord Ji, Lord Chi, and Lord Lu.

This is the peak of the world.

They are the supreme beings of the human realm!

"A bunch of trash!"

Chen Yan roars out.

As his voice falls, on the earth below, pairs of eyes watch in astonishment; these words strike into people's hearts like sharp blades.

"Audacious!"

Ji Yanqing roars coldly.

"Audacious!"

"Audacious!"

Chen Qi, who had been pushed aside by the sword of Lord Xia, stiffens, his old face bunching up in the next moment as he bellows in a rage:

"Brat, what are you doing, what are you saying, how dare you insult the lords of the Five Clans!"

On the earth, the living beings of Ji Province look on in terror, then look with fury and hatred at the young man who insulted the god in their hearts as trash.

Vicious, angry roars resound.

"Chen Yan, you are arrogant!"

The female Creation Realm cultivator of Ji Province who had previously mocked Great Xia now shrieks like a shrew:

"You will die, you will die a miserable death; the higher you jump, the more miserably you will die.

Not just you, your younger sister, your fath..."

But as Chen Yan raises a palm.

The next instant!

Boom!

A continuous, inexhaustible might of will spreads rapidly and descends.

The female Creation Realm cultivator's voice comes to an abrupt halt.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!"

At Chuli Pass, some people of Ji Province clutch their heads and wail, crushed by that terrifying will as if struck by endless mountain ranges.

All his concepts, all the confidence he prided himself on, are instantly erased by that brilliant will.

In a moment.

Inside the entire Chuli Pass, wails, roars, and pleas for mercy intertwine and twist together.

"Save me!"

The female Creation Realm cultivator of the Ji Clan who was laughing earlier now clutches her head, emitting a heart-rending shriek.

At this moment, she truly begins to fear her own death; her courage, confidence, and will are completely annihilated, unable to withstand a single blow!

"What is this!!!"

The Creation Realm cultivators of the Five Clans who had been eliminated turn pale; they are closest to Chen Yan and suffer the most direct impact of the will.

Lu Jianxia is also deathly pale, her brain dizzy, and her breath difficult to balance.

Her heart races.

This is Chen Yan's will!

Even though she, Lu Jianxia, has exhausted every means to temper herself, and even though she has already touched the threshold of an immortal will.

Yet when struck by this terrifying will, she still feels a gap as vast as that between the clouds and the mud.

"Chen Yan!!!"

A Creation Realm cultivator roars, eyes trembling, wailing as if his liver and gallbladder were being torn apart.

His legs tremble, and he kneels down, struggling with all his might yet feeling infinitely humiliated.

Inside Chuli Pass, the wailing Ji Province military guards kneel down one by one.

Shame!

Fear!

Fury!

Across the four directions of heaven and earth, Chen Qi, Ji Yanqing, and the others watch with shocked expressions, eyes wide, unable to believe everything happening at this moment.

What is this?

Will?

Can the path of will reach such a degree?

They will never know.

This is the power of will capable of erasing the residual malice of an Eighth-Rank Malice Crystal!

"Keep screaming!"

Chen Yan's expression was cold:

"You lot are only fit to kneel and watch me enter the Five Clans Struggle!"

His voice resounded in the ears of every living being.

Inside Moshan Pass, the million-strong army watched, invigorated, their indescribable awe boiling over.

Yet in the eyes of the Five Clans.

It was endless humiliation.

The Five Clans had already gone to such lengths, and Chen Zhou had made arrangements to such a degree.

Assassinations, conspiracies, and all sorts of obstructions were being used to trap and kill him.

Why was he still able to achieve this much?

Powerless!

Even for Chen Qi, at this moment, a sense of powerlessness, extreme and intense, had emerged.

They couldn't stop him!

How could they stop him?

Chen Yan had endured greater pressure than Lu Xunyang, received more help than Lu Xunyang, and possessed a will even stronger than Lu Xunyang's.

At this moment, a smile appeared in Chen Yan's eyes once again.

He gazed into the distance; within Great Xia, one red pillar of light after another responded to him from afar.

It was a summoning.

In the entire Great Xia, only the last province remained that had not yet erupted with a Divine Armor component.

He was watching.

The Master of Horizontal Tempering was watching, Xue Qi was watching, and Xia Qi was watching!

As Chen Yan stepped forward, he appeared before another Void Tunnel.

With his back to the common people, he took a step toward the sky.

He was the founder of the Martial Dao, not some junior.

"Even if your combat power is stronger than mine, your experience greater than mine, and your years longer than mine."

Chen Yan flew toward the sky.

This time, without his younger sister's assistance, he had to face the gate-guarding puppet that was forty times stronger.

This was the final link in his plan.

It was the last thing the dying State Master had entrusted to Chen Yan before passing.

Since someone was willing to use Great Xia as a gamble for him, how could he retreat?

He tilted his head back, his black hair flowing with golden-red light, like a god descending upon the world!

"In the path of will, I am the supreme being of the human realm!

The universe is vast, yet no one can stand shoulder-to-shoulder with me!"

Boom!

A towering mountain shadow coiled behind him, then merged with him.

His force turned into a mountain, as heavy as the world itself!

【Meteor Peak Style】!

A near-perfect application of force, a display of horizontal tempering as if crafted by the gods!

This was the powerful combat strength Chen Yan had pursued while at his limit.

Bang, bang, bang!

In an instant.

Inside the Void Tunnel, that giant puppet beast raised its head, its scarlet eyes firing two beams of blood-evil light down at Chen Yan.

Its physical body was a thousand meters tall, humanoid in shape, yet covered in bronze engraved with array patterns; it had no facial features, only two blood-red light orbs embedded in the center of the swirling patterns on its face.

Then...

It threw a punch at Chen Yan!

The giant fist, wreathed in a foul wind, smashed down; the surface of the fist was covered in bronze spikes, and as the punch reached its peak, the void was sliced open with pitch-black cracks.

Immediately, fist collided with fist!

In a scene of extreme pressure, Chen Yan's body sank deep into the patterns of that massive fist.

The massive against the tiny!

But the moment the two fists touched, layers of space were compressed into liquid ripples, and within a hundred-mile radius, countless particles were controlled by a strange gravitational force, suspended in mid-air.

Following that!

Boom!

A brilliant red light orb was born at the center of their collision, expanding and spreading until it enveloped the hundred-mile world.

A terrifying gravitational force sought to suppress everything in the vicinity, while an unparalleled explosion brewed and was born within it!

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Explosion, explosion, explosion!

Hum!

Inside the Void Tunnel, light orbs engraved with dragon patterns fell!

"This is the Martial Dao reward given based on the combat power unleashed by the challenger; why is there even more this time than last time?"

Above the earth, someone watched from afar, their pupils constricting.

"Last time, the Divine General joined forces with his younger sister to deal with one battle puppet; this time, he is holding on entirely by himself, it is completely different."

Someone explained.

In the eyes of the crowd, the Great Trend of Heaven and Earth within the void tunnel seemed to be completely stirred up, everything condensing after exploding, and exploding after condensing.

Like a comet colliding with a star, the entire sky became completely chaotic.

Roar!

A roar containing endless ferocity resounded through heaven and earth.

Bronze bone spurs shot out from the body of the giant puppet beast, rotating and flashing as they struck.

On Chen Yan's physical body, the power of will and force simultaneously carved out protective patterns.

The quality of the protective patterns rose rapidly.

His figure was illusory, having even completely disappeared in the eyes of ordinary peak Sixth-Order experts.

Only by relying on those torn void traces could the crowd judge that Chen Yan was currently colliding with those bone spurs incessantly.

Fast!

Extremely fast!

Tens of thousands of collisions seemed to happen in an instant.

One could only hear a series of terrifying booms as the firmament was torn open in an instant by incomparable, terrifying power.

This time.

It was a battle between Chen Yan alone and the puppet.

This time, there was no help from Chen Yu.

Yet the sense of shock brought to people was even more intense.

Under pairs of eyes filled with shock and horror.

Chen Yan himself was like a sharp blade piercing through heaven and earth, everything shattering under his bombardment.

He bathed in golden light, his whole person like a torch burning to the extreme.

Battle!

A soaring battle, hearty and unconstrained!

Every particle of his physical body was exhilarated following his strikes!

Orbs of light engraved with dragon patterns were born continuously with his fighting, rhyming into Chen Yan's body.

At a single thought from Chen Yan, they transformed into the purest physical strength.

Chen Yan's True Dragon Dharma Form had unknowingly surged to four thousand five hundred and sixty-one units.

Within the Saint-Breaking Realm.

【Strength: 20/100】

【Physique: 65/100】

This was the purest martial Dao reward.

The second divine artifact under heaven, the Purple Universe World-Fixing Mirror that brewed the strife of the Five Clans.

It did not have the terrifying combat power of the Sovereign Xia Sword, nor the terrifying divine skill of the Calamity Bone God Lamp.

But it possessed the most extreme and most scorching martial Dao truth!

"It is hard to find a strong enemy in life, yet even this puppet cannot fully stimulate my limits."

Chen Yan slashed diagonally with one leg, striking the shoulder of the giant puppet.

Click-clack-click-clack!

The bronze shoulder caved in, forming a pit dozens of meters long; bronze fragments split off and shot out, rubbing against the air like ten thousand sparks.

The next moment.

The giant puppet beast's left hand instantly slapped down, blotting out the sky and sun, with streams of fire igniting from the edges of its palm.

Chen Yan bowed, his legs stepping onto its right arm, while his left hand struck upward to hold up the sky.

Boom!

The giant hand slapped onto its own right shoulder, yet Chen Yan, like a giant holding up the sky, received the puppet's left hand, being swallowed by countless waves of fire.

"He..."

Below, a Creation Realm expert of the Five Clans spoke with difficulty:

"He is talking nonsense, without his sister's support, he won't be able to hold..."

But before his words were finished.

Boom!

A sound like a great mountain collapsing resounded; the giant beast's left hand, which had slapped its own right arm, suddenly bulged.

Cracks suddenly traversed across the giant hand.

Accompanying this, Chen Yan transformed into a stream of light and blasted out.

His physical body was still retreating rapidly, yet within his body, waves of force capable of overturning mountains and seas were condensing and rising.

Behind Chen Yan, space was stacked up like a road casually kneaded by a giant hand.

"Not enough, far from enough."

Chen Yan's eyes bloomed with brilliant light; the phantom of a giant mountain appeared on his body, and as he raised a fist, the entire sky seemed to be captured in his hand.

Click-clack-click-clack!

The sky was like shattered jade; amidst the pouring fragments of light from the firmament, twisted black light gathered in the center of Chen Yan's fist.

【Phantom Slaughter Dragon-Culling Style】, Fourth Style: 【Mountain-Collapsing Style】!

Third Form, 【Jade-Crushing Form】!

Amidst countless gazes that had suddenly fallen silent, the light of the world converged upon him, causing the light of the distant heavens to sink in an instant.

"How on earth does he cultivate..." Lu Jianxia's red lips parted, filled with disbelief.

What on earth is he doing?

Is he not traveling across Great Xia, is he not suffering from heavy injuries?

What on earth...

Questions flooded her thoughts like a torrent.

Yet, in the next instant of extreme roaring, her thoughts completely collapsed!

Boom!

One punch, unleashed!

Crack, crack, crack, crack!!!!

Space was like jade, shattering and being destroyed inch by inch, meter by meter.

Everything within that space was being thoroughly destroyed.

Roar!

The bronze puppet giant beast let out a dying roar; its mechanical chest cavity was pierced through by layer upon layer of strikes, and bronze fragments engraved with patterns flew everywhere!

Countless bearings, bolts, casings, and array disks slid down from the firmament, burning with flames.

This was the battle puppet born from the painstaking efforts of Master Chen, who dared not be careless and sacrificed so much, nearly mutually destroying itself with Great Xia.

Defeated!

Hum!

After sensing Chen Yan's previous strike, light orbs engraved with dragon patterns appeared, flying toward Chen Yan like a flowing river and merging into his body.

Roar, roar, roar!!!

A dragon's roar that shook the heavens and earth resounded.

Behind Chen Yan, the number of True Dragon Dharma Images began to increase rapidly.

Four thousand six hundred!

Four thousand six hundred and ten!

…………

Four thousand six hundred and fifty!

…………

Four thousand seven hundred and fifty!

…………

Four thousand eight hundred!

…………

Four thousand eight hundred and sixty-five!

Blood flowed down, sticking to the tips of Chen Yan's hair on his forehead.

As the battle ended, everything fell into an exaggerated silence.

Between heaven and earth.

It was as if thousands of troops and horses were still charging and killing.

That extremely exaggerated aura of slaughter radiated from that lean, refined physical body.

Chen Yan lowered his head.

Stepping out from the previous frenzy, his blood-stained eyes looked toward the horizon, toward the sea level outside Moshan Pass.

Has it come?

Has it come?

Has it come?

As expected...

It has come after all.

His eyes were calm, but that ferocious intent swirled in the depths of his heart.

His physical body was returning to calm, but another kind of power was gathering strength, waiting for that critical moment of eruption.

This is the final hurdle on his path to becoming a Divine General.

This is his greatest goal since the birth of his martial Dao.

It's here!

An illusion appeared in the depths of Chen Yan's eyes.

It was a red dot from beyond the mountains, beyond the seas, beyond the world.

Time was twisted, space was folded.

The red dot crossed the Great Wilderness, crossed the Sea of No Man, growing larger and colder.

That is the Blood Sun.

A blood-red embryo crossing over.

It is the evil of the world.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Vague, eerie, and filthy whispers gradually emerged in Chen Yan's mind, growing louder and more chaotic.

What could possibly block him, let alone Master Chen.

It is not just the human race.

Chen Yan had felt panic, had felt lost, had felt hesitation.

All of this was because of that.

The Void Tunnel high above had already opened to him; as long as he took one step out, he could enter the war of the five races.

But the people of the world did not know that a foul corruption had descended.

It had already descended.

That gibberish was blurring Chen Yan's consciousness, was confusing Chen Yan's will.

He stood there quietly.

He was like a sword with its edge fully bared; the battle had ended, but that sharp, piercing sensation made people tremble.

Yet no one knew what Chen Yan was thinking at this moment.

They only knew that the Chen Lord had not stopped Chen Yan, and that the gate-guarding puppet with forty times the combat power had not blocked Chen Yan.

The Heavenly God General of Great Xia, no one could stop him.

They saw that he was the only one, the center of the world.

He was the god of the future, born in an instant.

No, the Demon King who slaughters gods!

Inside Mo Mountain Pass, gazes of admiration were locked onto him.

The Great Xia Heavenly God General who transcended concepts and redefined the brand-new Martial Dao!

This is...

Heaven!