Chapter 631: The Battle of Extreme Power

Deafening roars rang out one after another.

Waves of fire and thunder, nearly capable of destroying everything, surged like a raging sea, threatening to engulf the Dark-Devouring Mother Tree entirely.

Whenever the opponent tried to break free, one after another, the lightning-ball creatures would recklessly rush forward to intercept.

Chen Yan stood high in the sky; from the explosion zone below, countless scorching waves swept upward, melting even the space where Chen Yan was located.

Twenty spider-type mechanical bodies indiscriminately fired beams of annihilation, continuously engulfing the Dark-Devouring Mother Tree.

This explosion was terrifying; if Chen Yan had experienced it personally, he would likely have been blasted into fragments within a single minute.

This was, after all, a grand gift Chen Yan had meticulously prepared for this Tier 8 Ancient Divine Beast.

"Must kill you, must kill you!!!"

Screech!!!

At the center of the explosion, countless pitch-black vines churned through the waves of fire; the woman in the black dress raised a hand, and countless vines erupted, desperately clawing toward Chen Yan.

She was utterly wretched, half her face already melted away, revealing stark white bone fragments and wriggling black meridians.

High in the sky, he struck down with a palm, and a pitch-black point of light instantly slammed into the area below, the moment it landed just ten centimeters from the black-dressed woman's eyes.

The black-dressed woman's pupils constricted; she opened her mouth, wanting to spit out an extremely vile remark.

The next instant.

The pitch-black point of light exploded.

【Decay-Control - Holy Condensation Origin】!

Boom!!!

Golden-red flames instantly engulfed everything, and accompanied by a piercing shriek that sounded inhuman, the black-dressed woman, who had barely managed to escape the center of the explosion, was blasted back in again.

The entire explosion center, covering a space of over a hundred miles in radius, had become a living hell.

The earth was shattered, ley lines collapsed, and magma erupted.

Stretching across the entire land were the violent, deep groans of ley lines either shifting or colliding.

Countless cracks, spanning over a thousand miles, suddenly burst open, sweeping out in all directions.

Countless shockwaves, carrying heat and spatial ripples, threatened to spread tens of thousands of miles away; if not intercepted, they would one day completely sweep across the entire World of the Five-Race Conflict.

Chi Yuexi, watching the battle from afar, twitched in the face; she picked up Yu Qing like a chick and flew into the high sky.

Extending one hand, a barrier of Qi and blood protected them.

The next moment, the hill where they had originally been sitting was swept by fire and wind, and all the vegetation on the ground was burned into pitch-black ash.

She and Yu Qing sat on the hill, watching from afar, as if witnessing the miserable sight of an apocalypse being born on the other side of the distant horizon.

Looking from even further away, it was a terrifying scene, almost like a great sun colliding with the world.

Across tens of thousands of miles of land, all weak withered grass and trees were completely broken and burned by the hot wind.

Yu Qing was scared deathly pale.

If not for Chi Yuexi protecting her, the heatwave rolling in from the distant land would have burned her to ash in a single second.

It was her first time seeing a Tier 8 existence being tortured like this.

Clearly, this had been Chen Yan's goal from the very beginning.

Using his own true self as bait to lure out the Dark-Devouring Mother Tree.

It was not that the Dark-Devouring Mother Tree was stupid.

Anyone would know that Chen Yan sitting there was likely a trap.

But Chen Yan had only just entered Tier 8.

On the other hand, most of his combat power was engaged in battle with the Dark-Devouring Mother Nest's army, and there was even a slight advantage.

Even more fatal were those Yu Clan technologies.

Chen Yan had used them right in front of everyone, basically playing all his trump cards.

But even Yu Qing had not expected that Chen Yan could compress the energy-charging time of those turrets.

And this was a Tier 8 Ancient Divine Beast; with this formation, even if it were used to kill a human martial artist who had just entered Tier 8, they would likely have died long ago.

As time slowly passed.

Chi Xue and Qi Fan were still locked in a great battle.

Qi Fan and the others knew at this moment that even though Chen Yan's side was the center of the battlefield, and even though they were very worried.

Their only mission now was to annihilate Chi Xue.

The slightest distraction would be a disrespect to the entire battlefield.

On Chen Yan's side, the explosion gradually subsided; the two thousand lightning-ball creatures and twenty spider-type mechanical bodies were all completely exhausted.

The flames remaining in the space gradually extinguished.

Aside from the shattered earth and the giant lake of magma overflowing from underground, only pitch-black darkness remained here.

Chen Yan, clad in the Heavenly God Armor, stood quietly, the Ember-Evil Spear hovering beside him as if it had a soul of its own.

In the void, countless charred dust particles floated.

A charred corpse hovered in mid-air; on her body, countless carbonized vines snapped, fell off, and drifted away like ash.

Chen Yan floated one kilometer away from the charred corpse, his eyes narrowing.

Crack, crack, crack...

Cracks suddenly appeared on the charred corpse, and streams of pitch-black mucus flowed out from these fissures, dripping into the magma and instantly vaporizing.

Cold intent erupted in Chen Yan's eyes, and in an instant, he transformed into lightning and attacked.

Suddenly.

With a crack.

That charred corpse suddenly raised an arm and let out an extremely hoarse sound.

"Dark Devour..."

Hum!!!

Layers of black light suddenly spread rapidly, centered on the charred corpse.

Hum!

In an instant, the entire world seemed to come to a complete standstill.

Within Chen Yan's field of vision, all color was forcibly stripped away.

Time had not frozen, and his thoughts were still running, but his body was as if trapped in a quagmire, deeply mired within this gray-white world.

The charred, charcoal-like corpse suddenly raised its head slowly; following the movement, cracks spread from its neck, and pitch-black debris flew off.

Chills emerged from the depths of Chen Yan's heart.

He used all his strength to circulate the Qi, blood, and power within his body, but the gray-white world was like a solidified oil painting, swallowing even the explosive sounds of the surging magma.

And he, at this moment, was no longer a three-dimensional living being, but rather like a figure existing within this oil painting, having completely lost control over his own body.

What is this?

Countless thoughts were born in Chen Yan's mind.

This was completely different from battles between human martial artists.

It was like a rule, restricting all of his movements.

Breath of Life and Death.

These words suddenly appeared in Chen Yan's mind.

Yes.

Breath of Life and Death.

This is a power unique to the Eighth Rank, like a rule that can be used at will.

The Dark Devour Mother Tree had already been blasted to such a state; its own combat power was likely less than one in ten.

But at this moment, relying on the Breath of Life and Death, it could still cause Chen Yan's body to come to a complete halt.

This is the Eighth Rank.

This is power far exceeding the Creation Realm, far exceeding that of martial artists.

Even for those in the Creation Realm, encountering the Eighth Rank is like encountering a god, not daring to defy it.

At the same time.

Those eyes, already charred and covered in dry cracks, stared at Chen Yan and suddenly spoke:

"Dark Devour."

In an instant, endless malice and an endless aura of death surged crazily toward Chen Yan.

Chen Yan's entire person was wrapped in layers of black light, completely transformed into a pitch-black cocoon.

At the same time.

Crack, crack, crack...

The charred corpse's neck snapped completely, its head tilted back at an eerie angle, and countless hair-thin black vines crawled out from its split chest cavity.

They wove together into a new torso, turning into a skirt, turning into long hair, turning into a beautiful face so exquisite it was hard to describe.

And that charred corpse, now like an emptied snakeskin, fell rustling from high above, burned to nothing by the magma below.

With her skirt fluttering, the black-skirted woman's expression was extremely unpleasant.

This scene was seen by everyone.

Chi Yuexi's mouth hung open; even she could not remain calm.

She had not expected that after suffering such violent artillery fire, the Dark Devour Mother Tree had not died.

Not only did it not die.

At this moment, it acted as if nothing had happened, suppressing Chen Yan in an instant.

Yu Qing's face was even paler.

The fear of Ancient God Beasts, buried in the deepest part of the human heart, was completely awakened at this moment.

Powerful.

Too powerful.

This is an Eighth Rank Ancient God Beast.

An existence that transcends rules.

Even an Eighth Rank martial artist cannot defeat an Ancient God Beast of the same level.

Chen Yan was beyond saving.

Above the magma.

With a "Tch~~" sound.

A flash of disgust and disbelief appeared in the black-skirted woman's eyes.

Do not be fooled by her unchanged appearance; that powerful explosion had been like peeling a layer of skin off her, and her own power had been restricted to less than one-tenth.

She looked at the black cocoon that had completely enveloped Chen Yan and extended her slender, fair right index finger.

In the distance.

Chen Yu watched nervously; she could no longer sit still, stood up, and her eyes were filled with coldness.

The next instant.

"Judgment."

As the black-skirted woman's vermilion lips parted slightly, wisps of black light emerged from her eyes:

"Death!"

Thump.

The pitch-black giant cocoon suddenly contracted, countless cracks were born, and brilliant light spilled out from within the cocoon.

The next instant.

The black-skirted woman's gaze narrowed, filled with disbelief.

Boom.

A bolt of lightning suddenly struck; the black-skirted woman slapped out with a palm, and this bolt of lightning was struck into countless tiny lightning threads by her.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!!!

Immediately after, bolt after bolt of lightning appeared abruptly.

"Why?!"

The black-skirted woman roared, slapping out palm after palm; these pillars of lightning were casually slapped out of existence by her.

But her eyes were filled with shock.

Why was Chen Yan not dead?

In an instant, she had unleashed the aura of life and death unique to the Eighth Rank and that overwhelming malice.

Chen Yan had actually not died.

Not only was he not dead, but at this moment, he was actually launching an attack on her.

Boom.

A bolt of lightning struck suddenly; the black-skirted woman did not strike with her palm, but green vines appeared within her pupils, tearing the lightning apart.

In the outside world, the green vines did not appear, but the lightning was torn apart just as it had been manifested in her pupils, transforming into countless sprays of liquid plasma.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

Lightning struck from all directions, and the complexion of the Dark-Devouring Mother Tree grew worse and worse.

This scene occurred abruptly before everyone's eyes.

Yu Ming narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with uncertainty and suspicion.

What was going on?

The Eighth Rank hadn't killed Chen Yan?

Although he did not know the peculiarities of the Eighth Rank, he understood one thing.

That was, the Eighth Rank was invincible.

Since the Dark-Devouring Mother Tree hadn't been blown to death by Chen Yan, then Chen Yan should have died.

It was just that simple.

Chen Yan's only path to survival was to exhaust everything to completely blow the Dark-Devouring Mother Tree to death.

But the Dark-Devouring Mother Tree hadn't died, so Chen Yan's path to survival was cut off.

Just a moment ago, not only Yu Ming, but also Yin Qingshuang, Zhang Ting, and other Creation Realm experts of the Great Xia believed that Chen Yan would surely die.

But now.

The giant cocoon, which was about to shatter, was smashed by a long spear from the inside out, and one after another, blood-energy shadows instantly emerged.

Seven of them!

Seven 【Calamity Corpse Thousand Shadow Kill】 shadows!

This was the first attribute of the Ember-Evil Spear.

【Awakening Ember】: Can store seven of its master Chen Yan's strongest attacks and use them at will during combat.

Now, Chen Yan was still being suppressed by the pitch-black giant cocoon, yet the Ember-Evil Spear had used all the blood-energy shadows loaded within 【Awakening Ember】 in one go.

Lightning elements suddenly appeared on the seven shadows, standing in the void like seven thunder gods, their oppressive force extremely strong.

As the blood-energy long spears in their hands slashed continuously, pillar after pillar of lightning smashed toward the Dark-Devouring Mother Tree.

Bolt after bolt of lightning surged, as if a world of thunder had suddenly descended; the boundless thunder was mighty and unstoppable.

Swish.

The black-skirted woman forcibly tore apart a pillar of lightning and arrived before the giant cocoon, her face cold, wanting to tear the cocoon apart to see what Chen Yan was doing inside.

Why, even though she had clearly unleashed the aura of life and death, was Chen Yan still not dead?

How could an Eighth Rank fighting a Creation Realm expert possibly fail to kill someone in the Creation Realm?

If I tell you to die, you should die.

This was the word of the Eighth Rank; this was judgment, divine punishment!

But just as she took a step forward, two shadows had already arrived, blasting two spear strikes at her.

Profound-level 【Blood Domain Reversing World】!

Boom.

A river of blood churned, and countless blood-red spider lilies bloomed.

Countless green vines appeared within the black-skirted woman's pupils, twisting these two rivers of blood.

In the real world, the green vines still did not appear, but the blood rivers twisted and collapsed, accompanied by a terrifying spear soul being suppressed downward.

It stirred up monstrous waves in the lava lake below.

The next instant.

The other five shadows had arrived, attacking the black-skirted woman together.

As the black-skirted woman reached out a hand, she did not touch the shadows, but the space suddenly exploded with ripples of pitch-black waves.

Two shadows were instantly crushed, but at the same time, another shadow attacked, directly self-destructing.

Boom!!!

A massive ball of lightning instantly expanded and exploded, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

The woman in the black dress was beaten back, and the remaining few shadow figures attacked again.

"Lingering on with your last breath," the woman in the black dress said indifferently:

"So you have advanced to the Creation Realm in the path of blood and Qi."

How could she not feel that each of these shadow figures possessed the blood and Qi combat power of the late Creation Realm.

The blood and Qi strength of these shadow figures was exactly the same as Chen Yan's.

Heaven knows how Chen Yan cultivated; he had clearly just entered the Creation Realm yet could possess such powerful combat strength.

At the same time.

The large cocoon was still continuously shattering, and pieces of pitch-black cocoon shell began to fall.

Inside, Chen Yan was wearing battle armor, his eyes glowing with golden-red light.

Just in that instant, his own universe, which had just condensed, had suddenly exploded and been destroyed.

This was because he had been attacked by the woman in the black dress with the aura of life and death.

This was also the primary means for an Eighth-Order to annihilate the Creation Realm.

Directly destroying your own universe, destroying your physical body.

But Chen Yan was different; because Chen Yan had already caused his own universe to be destroyed and reborn once, Chen Yan himself also possessed a wisp of the aura of life and death within his body.

The aura of life and death combined with Chen Yan's immortal will, beginning to reshape Chen Yan's own universe.

His own power was rapidly constructing itself, living and dying, cycling without end.

Having mastered the aura of life and death, Chen Yan could finally be considered to truly possess a glimmer of hope to contend with an Eighth-Order.

Otherwise, if they directly used the aura of life and death to manifest rules and directly made you die, you would have no way to play at all.

At this moment.

Chi Xue, who was still fighting, also looked at this scene in disbelief.

"What is going on?"

He let out a low shout.

He had never expected that Chen Yan would not die even after being suppressed by the Dark Devouring Mother Tree twice.

Even though he had always been one not to reveal his true emotions outwardly.

He also did not like being treated like a fool.

How was Chen Yan still not dead?

He let out a low shout and pulled the trigger; the beam of the gun grazed past Qi Fan's ear.

Qi Fan attacked, slamming a fist into Chi Xue's stomach, sending Chi Xue flying.

"Hahahaha!!!!"

Manic laughter rang out; as Chi Xue flew backward, his eyes erupted with scarlet light.

"Interesting, this match is interesting!!!"

PS: The next chapter has some issues, so I won't post it yet. I originally wanted to finish editing it or rewrite it before sending it over, but my lower back hurts.

Damn.

My lower back hurts; it started hurting today.

The problem is, I'm still young, and it's not like I don't exercise; I exercise almost every day, so how could my lower back hurt? It feels like a dull, aching pain, right there in the spine.

It's incredibly uncomfortable; it feels a bit better when lying down, but it hurts again when I sit up.

Damn, what's wrong with me?

In the past, I would get minor injuries every day and it was nothing, so why does this lower back pain feel so sudden today?

Everyone, take care of your health. I'm going to look into why I'm like this.

Honestly, I don't understand it; it's probably because I've been sitting for too long, but I haven't given up on exercising.