Chapter 586: Don't You Come Over Here!

Outside the Dark-Devouring Mother Nest domain.

The blood-red sun was like a bleeding, singular eye; a wild wind howled, carrying sand and stone.

On the edge of a cliff, a figure clad in high-tech mecha sat alone.

He had one leg dangling, the other foot planted on the cliff's edge with his knee bent, his right hand braced on the stone ground behind him, the radiance of the blood-red sun flowing over his mecha.

Opposite the cliff.

Eight figures stood in the firmament, Zhang Ting prominently among them.

Among the eight figures, the woman in a white dress standing at the very front spoke:

"Yu Ming, do you intend to hold us back to the death?"

The man wearing the mecha looked at the person who had spoken, his faceplate retracting into his helmet to reveal a very young and handsome face.

*Snap. *

The man named Yu Ming lit a cigarette and looked at the eight people from Great Xia, saying:

"If you want to go to the Dark-Devouring Mother Nest, you must kill me.

In my calculations.

In the worst-case scenario, I can kill seven of you and then escape while heavily wounded, leaving only one of you remaining.

How would the likes of you then go to help Chen Yan?"

The woman in the white dress, Yin Qingshuang, narrowed her eyes, cold light erupting from the depths of her gaze.

She was thirteenth on the Creation Realm Ranking and also the aunt of the Great Xia Second-Rank General Star, Yin Youming.

Zhang Ting and the others had originally been undergoing trials in the Thousand-Face Corridor, but a great battle with the Five Clans' Creation Realm experts had broken out at the very beginning.

Zhang Ting and the others had been unable to win, so they fled directly from the Thousand-Face Corridor, intending to find Xia Long.

On the way, they encountered Yin Qingshuang and discovered that Chen Yan was about to initiate a domain war.

They intended to go and provide support; after all, it was impossible for the Five Clans not to make a move against Chen Yan after the domain war.

But midway, they encountered Yu Ming blocking their path.

The Yu Clan did not have a single person on the Creation Realm Ranking.

Yet, after Yu Ming had exchanged blows with them just once, Yin Qingshuang realized that even if the eight of them were to defeat him, they would have to pay a tragic price.

They might even be completely wiped out.

The opponent perhaps possessed strength around the seventh rank of the Creation Realm Ranking.

"Zhang Ting, you shouldn't have led people away from the Dark-Devouring Mother Nest domain range at that time!"

Yin Qingshuang looked at Zhang Ting.

Zhang Ting's expression was unsightly, and he remained silent.

He hadn't known at the time that Chen Yan would be at Backfire Castle.

Yu Ming slowly exhaled a puff of blue smoke, swept a glance at Zhang Ting and the others, and smiled:

"I quite admire your late Sovereign; in the outside world, you of Great Xia have absolutely no chance of winning.

But within the Five Clans' Struggle, you might truly be able to create an ultimate, invincible force.

The Soul of the Fate Chapter will only bring about one man-made Ninth-Rank, but the Five Clans' Struggle can bring an infinite future to your Great Xia."

As his voice fell, the chill on Yin Qingshuang's face grew increasingly intense; that murderous intent was almost overflowing.

"Are you certain you want to make a move?

If you die, those behind you will all die as well," Yu Ming said, his gaze indifferent:

"Acting from my own heart, I do not wish for Great Xia to perish; if Great Xia perishes and the malice does not, what is the point?

A single Chen Yan, capable of walking so far on the path of Will, has an unimaginable value to the world."

Yin Qingshuang narrowed her eyes:

"Then why block us?"

"If I don't block you, should I just watch you go help Chen Yan kill my Yu Clan?" Yu Ming said coldly:

"Not attacking you is for the sake of my own heart; stopping you is for the sake of my Yu Clan's fallen comrades.

Is there a problem with that?"

He threw away the cigarette in his hand:

"My Yu Clan constantly sends armies to explore beyond the realm, but every single time, no one survives.

This place is the last soil for the survival of our human race.

The highest mission of humanity is to explore the future, but the mission of a person is to give everything for the continuation of our kind!

If Chen Yan dies, he can only blame himself for being born in the wrong era; if he cannot even defeat the likes of us, how can he devour and extinguish the malice?"

The expressions of Yin Qingshuang and the others grew increasingly unsightly.

If Yu Ming were to fight them to the death, it might make them feel better.

"Zhang Ting, you shouldn't have left the Dark-Devouring Mother Tree domain!" someone scolded Zhang Ting angrily again.

Zhang Ting turned his head away; at this moment, even he was not quite sure if he had been in the wrong.

Time passed slowly just like that.

Minute by minute, second by second.

Throughout the entire Five Clans' Struggle.

Everyone would subconsciously look toward the Vault of Heaven.

The time for the domain war initiated by Chen Yan was drawing ever closer.

…………

Chen Changyuan sat cross-legged above the sea of blood, blood still dripping from the long sword in his hand.

He was waiting for something.

…………

Lu Jianxia's entire body overflowed with wild thunder; with a single palm strike, a golden array disk shattered the body of an Ancient God Beast.

"Little sister, the Domain War is about to start. Did you bet on Chen Yan to win, or the Thousand-Face Corridor to win?"

Lu Jianxia did not turn her head; on her fair cheeks, there was still a streak of blood.

"I didn't place a bet; I don't like gambling."

She paused for a moment, her pair of silver eyes harboring something.

"As long as it is a gamble, it is uncertain; I don't like uncertain things."

The next moment, she continued flying forward.

Lu Wuyi's expression changed slightly; the death of Lu Cunyang seemed to have dealt too heavy a blow to Lu Jianxia.

Night.

Above the dark firmament, the stars twinkled, just like countless gems inlaid upon this piece of silk.

Yu Ming looked toward the Qiong Heaven and sighed softly:

"With so many stars in the outside world, yet there is not a single path out for our human race.

That ascended Mother God, perhaps, has been gazing at us all along."

He lit a cigarette:

"Regarding all our shouts and screams, He does not care."

He waved one hand.

Streaks of fluorescent light appeared in the void, gradually condensing into an image.

Yin Qingshuang and the others looked over.

On the pitch-black, desolate earth, deathly silence spread.

A wild wind howled, and a corridor stretching for dozens of miles stood alone.

Above the corridor, withered human bodies served as pillars, and within the corridor's passageway, eerie dark flames drifted and circled.

Immediately following, within the corridor, suddenly one after another twisted, pitch-black things appeared, each one looking as if it were crudely stitched together from hundreds of human faces, every face on their bodies incomparably ferocious.

They walked out from the corridor, forming a dense army.

Approximately three thousand.

Yin Qingshuang and the other Great Xia Creation Realm experts looked at Yu Ming; the other party was actually able to view the situation at the Thousand-Face Corridor in real-time.

"Let's watch together." Yu Ming spoke, exhaling a puff of blue smoke, his eyes flickering with something.

The Yu Clan had long since established fifteen signal base stations between the Thousand-Face Corridor and his side; this was the reason why he could watch the situation over there.

Yin Qingshuang and the others held their breath.

And at this very moment.

Above that pitch-black, desolate earth, a human figure appeared.

The young man wore a cyan windbreaker, his sleeves fluttering, his appearance handsome yet not lacking in spirit.

He just walked slowly toward the Thousand-Face Corridor like this.

"Just him alone?" A Great Xia Creation Realm expert spoke in shock.

Yu Ming also frowned; according to his understanding, Chen Yan still had some troops on his side.

Why would Chen Yan come alone?

At the same time.

Thousands of miles away from Chen Yan, Ji Chuxi, Chi Yuexi, and others were also watching the same image in real-time.

"What the hell is he doing?" Yu Qing, whose entire body was wrapped in battle armor, spoke:

"He isn't really coming to surrender, is he?"

Ji Hun, with eyes of pure black, said:

"No matter what, let's prepare for a sniper strike first."

Everyone nodded.

Screech!

Sharp, piercing shrieks rang out.

On the side of the Thousand-Face Corridor, thousands of Hundred-Face Humans roared explosively at Chen Yan, the rolling malice rushing toward him.

Yet Chen Yan walked quietly like this, until he reached a distance of five kilometers from the Thousand-Face Corridor, and stopped.

He just stood there like that, without any other movements.

"Chen Yan, what are you trying to do?"

The Thousand-Face Human's eerie voice rang out.

He had already prepared for a great battle, never expecting Chen Yan to pull this stunt.

Is this an attempt to die alone?

The Thousand-Face Human was about to burst with laughter inside.

Of course he knew the news that Chen Yan was nearly at death's door.

So that was it, the other party didn't even want to struggle.

And he even started a Domain War with this?

Foolish human.

The Thousand-Face Human raised his head; at this moment, he had arrived at the very front of his army, one hand raised, preparing to issue an order.

The next instant, Chen Yan's voice arrived.

"Since we are going to war, shouldn't the leaders of both armies have a talk first?"

As Chen Yan's voice fell, not only the Thousand-Faced One, but also Ji Chuxi and the others were somewhat bewildered.

They had already taken off their pants, so what was Chen Yan trying to do?

The one thousand human faces on the Thousand-Faced One's body drooped:

"No talk, you humans are the most cunning!"

Just as he was about to issue an order, Chen Yan's voice came again:

"I am certain that if you attack me, you will regret it."

The Thousand-Faced One paused, and the next moment, he tore off one of his own fingers and stuffed it into the mouth of a Hundred-Faced One beside him.

Crack, crack, crack!

That Hundred-Faced One's body twisted strangely, and the next moment, it flew toward Chen Yan.

"What exactly are you trying to do?"

The Hundred-Faced One—or more accurately, the Hundred-Faced One already controlled by the Thousand-Faced One—looked at Chen Yan.

Chen Yan sent a voice transmission:

"A battle between you and me will surely result in both sides suffering, and no matter who wins a pyrrhic victory in the end, they will be liquidated by the other party afterward.

Do those Creation Realm experts of the Five Clans not want to fight a Domain War?

While your strength is intact, they naturally dare not fight, fearing malicious corrosion, but if you are on your last breath, they will conveniently finish you off."

The faces on the Hundred-Faced One's body revealed strange expressions and laughed:

"What are you still pretending for? You are already completely finished, yet you still pretend?"

He grinned hideously; the more Chen Yan acted this way, the more excited he became.

It meant that Chen Yan was truly finished.

A foolish human, daring to provoke him.

The Thousand-Faced One was certain in his heart that he must peel Chen Yan's face off alive and then stitch it onto his own body.

Chen Yan sensed the Hundred-Faced One's emotions, but at this moment, he smiled faintly and reached out his hand.

The Hundred-Faced One grinned hideously; he was not afraid of Chen Yan at all.

Because this was merely a clone controlled by him.

And then...

And then he could no longer laugh.

A wisp of thunder seeped from Chen Yan's hand into his body; even if it was only a wisp, it carried the aura of a Sun-Level Grade B, along with that trace of will-power that was pure to the extreme, which was simply a lethal poison to an Ancient Divine Beast.

This was the result of Chen Yan's control; otherwise, if the thunder aura of a Sun-Level Grade A were sensed by him, the opponent would likely have bristled in terror.

"Do you think I cannot destroy you?" Chen Yan continued to transmit his voice.

The Hundred-Faced One's body stiffened, he stopped laughing, and transmitted back to Chen Yan:

"You... what are you trying to do?"

"Reconcile with you." Chen Yan spoke:

"My true goal is to lure those Creation Realm experts of the Five Clans here through a Domain War, and then annihilate them.

But if I fight you, I will pay the price of being heavily injured to wipe out your Thousand-Face Corridor, but those Creation Realm experts of the Five Clans will also kill me."

Chen Yan's voice fell.

A trace of a smile reappeared on the Hundred-Faced One's face.

So that was it.

Humans, indeed, are the most insidious creatures.

He looked at Chen Yan, and hideous smiles appeared on his faces once again.

Chen Yan wanted to reconcile with him, causing the Domain War to become invalid.

Chen Yan did not know that once a human initiates a Domain War against a domain, the domain cannot refuse.

The domain also cannot actively initiate a Domain War against a human.

But once this human has initiated a Domain War against a domain, then as long as that domain is not destroyed, it gains the right to initiate a Domain War against that human.

In other words.

Chen Yan wanted to fight to the death with the Creation Realm experts of the Five Clans, but his Thousand-Face Corridor could initiate a Domain War against Chen Yan after Chen Yan was heavily injured.

Chen Yan was done for!

Caw, caw, caw!

In an instant, the Thousand-Faced One's true body in the rear and the thousands of Hundred-Faced Ones all began to shriek sharply.

In their view, Chen Yan was too stupid.

Originally, they let the Five Clans be the oriole, and now they were letting them be the oriole again.

He himself would always be the victim.

The Hundred-Faced One returned just like that.

Consequently, everyone saw an extremely bizarre scene.

That was, thousands of the Thousand-Face Corridor army standing in a standoff with Chen Yan alone.

But no one made a move.

Even Chen Yan sat directly on a small hill not far away, took out a plate of chicken legs and ate them slowly, yet no one attacked.

All of a sudden, everyone was stunned.

"This is interesting."

On the edge of the cliff, Yu Ming spoke:

"Chen Yan is indeed heavily injured, but I don't know what he said to make the Thousand-Face Corridor not attack him.

He gained one day of recovery time."

Yu Ming puffed on a cigarette, a smile appearing at the corners of his mouth:

"But after one day, how will he face the warriors of the other five clans who have been enhanced by my Yu Clan's equipment?"

"He is heavily injured; how did he get so heavily injured?" Yin Qingshuang asked sharply.

"He was wounded by Chi Xue and has already been struck by a Sun-Grade A-Rank poison array," Yu Ming laughed.

In an instant, the expressions of Yin Qingshuang and the others became even uglier; only now did they understand why Chen Yan had to avoid the battle.

Suddenly, everyone became nervous.

Yu Ming was right; Chen Yan had now resolved the crisis brought about by the Domain War.

But what about after the Domain War?

…………

"Tch~, boring."

Thousands of kilometers away in the void, a Yu Clan woman named Yu Qing spoke with disdain.

She lay on a blue, fluid-like soft chair floating in the air, with a screen appearing before her.

"I want to see rivers of blood; it's truly disappointing."

Yu Qing grumbled, then folded her hands behind her head and lay back comfortably.

Combat was not her specialty; her duty was to control the entire battlefield.

And Ji Chuxi and the others, following her commands, had already prepared to strike in various locations.

The moment the Domain War ended.

Chen Yan would face terrifying artillery fire capable of sniping Eighth-Order beings.

This was a guaranteed win.

Chen Yan had chosen the time and place himself.

Giving Yu Qing three days to design how to annihilate him.

"It's really boring; I thought he would be much more impressive," Yu Qing continued.

Little did she know.

Deep underground, beneath her.

Ke Qingxuan, Zhang Chao, and the others had been locking onto the positions of Yu Qing and her group, and now, they had succeeded.

And it was at this moment.

The Ember Memory Spear appeared in Ke Qingxuan's hand.

With a hiss.

A shadow emerged from within the Ember Memory Spear.

Soon, the Heavenly God Armor tunneled through the soil and flew over, encasing the shadow.

The Heavenly God Armor could shield all external perception; this was the reason why Chen Yan had not worn it.

No matter how powerful the Yu Clan's technology was, it could not perceive the divine armor forged by the Eighteen Prefectures' Prefecture Masters.

The next instant.

With a hum, the shadow vanished from where it stood.

Above.

"Everything is fine; I just don't know why that guy is such a coward."

Yu Qing reported to Yu Ming.

"Alright, alright, I know, I know everything. You go ahead and get busy; for me, this is a small matter."

Yu Qing cut the communication and crossed her legs.

"A small matter, just a small matter. It's better to stay in the Yu Clan; I still have to install the Eighth-Order simulation core. If I..."

As Yu Qing was speaking, she sensed the soft chair beneath her suddenly sink downward.

She looked suspiciously to her side, and the next moment, the face beneath Yu Qing's helmet instantly tightened, her eyes widening.

She saw that, unbeknownst to her, a pitch-black divine armor had already appeared beside her, one hand already clamped around her neck.

"You, you, you..." Yu Qing shrieked:

"Don't come over, ahhh...!"

With a crack!

A bolt of electricity surged directly into Yu Qing's body.

With a boom.

An indescribable, intense pain struck, and Yu Qing's entire body trembled, collapsing onto the soft chair as she shook uncontrollably.