Chapter 646: Great Xia's Heavenly General!

If "desolate" can be used to describe the Dark-Devourer Mother Nest.

Then the Withered-Dream Maze City is "eerie."

Occupying the territory of the Withered-Dream Maze City are strange buildings, some standing horizontally, others tilted.

These buildings are filled with a bizarre aesthetic, as if they were grotesque structures that had traversed countless dimensions and galaxies.

Blood-Vine Manor.

Countless blood-colored vines cling to the shattered houses and buildings, covered in man-eating blood flowers.

Inside a circular temple, the mottled stone walls are covered in dark red blood vines, the vines coiled and intertwined like blood vessels.

Over a dozen Yu-Clan Creation-Realm experts wearing high-tech battle armor are either leaning against the walls, sitting cross-legged in the void, or standing with their hands behind their backs.

Everyone looks toward the figure standing at the very center of the building.

"Yu Ming, what is it you want to say by calling us here?"

A low voice rings out; a person encased in pitch-black high-tech battle armor speaks.

Their aura is cold, and implicitly, everyone treats them as the center.

This is the strongest expert the Yu Clan has sent to the Five-Clan Struggle.

Yu Laiwei.

Yu Ming takes out a Heart-Questioning Stele:

"I have already signed a contract, so I must ensure that what I am about to reveal cannot be disclosed by any of you."

All the Yu-Clan Creation-Realm experts narrow their eyes, and Yu Ming continues:

"Please cooperate with me; this concerns the future of the Yu Clan."

Yu Laiwei nods:

"Since that is the case, then everyone just accept the Heart-Questioning Stele; after this, we cannot disclose anything Yu Ming says."

The Heart-Questioning Stele possesses a natural binding force.

This is different from the binding of the Five-Clan Struggle auction platform and the Ancient Battle Platform.

Accepting the binding of the Heart-Questioning Stele means you are suppressed by the rules.

If you cannot say it, then you cannot say it.

Soon, all the Yu-Clan members accept the Heart-Questioning Stele.

"Yu Ming."

Yu Laiwei speaks, looking at Yu Ming:

"Is what you are about to say related to Chen Yan?"

Yu Ming nods.

In an instant, everyone gasps.

Someone asks suspiciously:

"The Level-Two Domain Battle hasn't ended yet; did Chen Yan find a way to avoid Chi Xue?"

"Chi Xue is too useless; it's already been two and a half days, and he still hasn't slaughtered that remnant of the Chen family."

"The Four Clans and the Great Xia are all inferior peoples; do they understand what technology is, or what the future is?"

"He can hide for a while, but not for a lifetime. Chen Yan can't stay in the Dark-Devourer Mother Nest and can only come to the Withered-Dream Maze City. Isn't coming here a dead end for him?"

"Hahaha, interesting, interesting. It's just a struggle between inferior peoples; let Chen Yan come and face our Yu Clan and see what happens."

Everyone keeps talking.

These past few days, what all the Yu-Clan Creation-Realm experts have been most concerned about is the result of the Level-Two Domain Battle.

But as time passes.

The domain battle still hasn't ended by now.

Some are already certain that Chen Yan must have found a way to avoid Chi Xue.

Otherwise, Chen Yan would have died long ago.

In an instant, the sound of discussion rises again.

"Heh..."

Yu Ming sneers.

These Yu-Clan members are actually still underestimating Chen Yan's strength.

The Yu Clan is too arrogant.

Through thousands of years of technological development, the Yu-Clan people have implemented the point that "technology is the future" into every aspect.

To the Yu Clan, whether it is the Great Xia or the other four clans, they are actually all inferior.

The Yu Clan has no reverence for the Great Xia, and even less for the four clans.

But since entering the Five-Clan Struggle, the Yu Clan has suffered repeated setbacks.

It is not the Yu Clan's technology that has suffered setbacks.

What caused the setbacks are the people of the Yu Clan.

Yu Ming sighs inwardly; no matter how far the Yu Clan's technology has developed, it is still people who wield that technology.

Yu Laiwei was crushed by Xia Long and the others.

When Chen Yan was at his weakest, Yu Shi Huan and Yu Ren also failed.

Yu Qing was even suppressed in various ways by both Chen Yan and Chi Xue.

The Yu Clan is brilliant, but in other respects, they are foolish and unaware of it.

Yu Ming's expression turns cold.

The Yu Clan has no self-awareness of what it means to be human!

In the entire Yu Clan, apart from him and Yu Qing, absolutely no one understood the real Chen Yan.

It was at this very moment.

"Quiet."

Yu Laiwei raised his arm and spoke in a low voice:

"Let Yu Ming speak."

As Yu Laiwei's voice fell, the entire Temple instantly fell silent.

Looking at the crowd, the gaze beneath Yu Ming's helmet turned icy; he knew what kind of shock the words he was about to say would bring to them.

Immediately, he spoke directly:

"Chen Yan is not dead; he defeated the Dark-Devouring Mother Nest."

As expected.

Silence.

The entire Temple suddenly fell quiet.

"Not only did Chen Yan not flee, he even defeated a Level 2 Domain; I watched with my own eyes as he personally slew the Dark-Devouring Mother Tree, this Eighth-Rank Ancient God Beast!"

Yu Ming, however, did not care at all about the crowd's reaction and continued to throw out all the bombshells.

Sure enough, the entire Temple was abnormally quiet.

The next instant.

"Yu Ming, what nonsense are you spouting?!"

A female Creation Realm of the Yu Clan sneered:

"You went to such great lengths to gather us here and bring out the Heart-Questioning Stele just to tell us jokes?"

The female Creation Realm spat out the rubber product she had been chewing in her mouth:

"Boring!"

Following that, another Yu Clan Creation Realm spoke up:

"Yu Ming, what exactly is going on?"

"Yeah, what exactly are you trying to say? I still have to continue clearing the trials."

"Hurry up, Yu Ming, don't waste everyone's time."

Voices rang out one after another, and many began to accuse Yu Ming of wasting others' time.

Once Yu Ming's words were out, no one would believe them.

Let alone the science-worshipping Creation Realms of the Yu Clan.

Chen Yan was very powerful.

Even though the Yu Clan people were incomparably arrogant, they would admit that Chen Yan was indeed powerful.

But, the Yu Clan people did not believe Chen Yan had the qualifications to provoke the Yu Clan's technology.

Technology was the primary productive force and the future of the human race.

This was the belief that ran through their entire lives.

Yu Ming sighed softly; he raised his hand, and the armor on his arm mechanically twisted, revealing a pitch-black opening.

Beams of light projected from the opening, casting an image in the very center of the Temple.

On the screen, a massive ball of lightning pressed down upon the heavens and earth, and within an endless pitch-black forest, countless black vines stretched into the clouds.

That grand and magnificent battle slowly unfolded on the screen.

The young man wearing pitch-black battle armor sat upon a throne of thunder, overlooking the entire battlefield, domineering and silent.

In an instant, the entire Temple fell silent.

Most of the Yu Clan Creation Realms present had only met Chen Yan once.

Yet now, in this scene, Chen Yan appeared in such a manner.

The dignity of a God General, the might of a God General.

That grand and spectacular battle unfolded just like that.

The two armies clashed, malice roaring.

"Yu... Yu Ming, what is this?"

Previously, that disdainful female Yu Clan Creation Realm suddenly spoke with a tremble.

Yu Ming stood quietly; at this moment, a surge of anger was coiled in the depths of his heart, and he could no longer hold it back:

"Do you not have eyes? Are you blind? Put down that stupid, arrogant attitude of yours!

No matter how powerful you are, if you rushed into this battle, you would be reduced to ashes in less than a second!"

Yu Ming roared:

"Idiots!"

He had already projected the footage, yet that person was still asking him what this was.

It was astonishingly stupid!

As Yu Ming's voice fell, everyone's bodies trembled slightly.

The information Yu Ming brought was too shocking.

One by one, they stared fixedly at the entire battle.

Until the Dark-Devouring Mother Tree appeared and battled Chen Yan, the sound of discussion vanished completely.

Pairs of eyes stared fixedly at the screen; it was hard to imagine what kind of expressions were beneath those helmets.

Sounds of gasping in shock rang out one after another.

Moved, shocked.

If the Creation Realm experts of the Yu Clan did not hold Chen Yan in awe, they certainly held the Eighth-Rank Ancient God Beast in awe.

Yet, the Eighth-Rank Ancient God Beast that they feared had been slaughtered by Chen Yan's own hands.

Waiting until all the images ended, Yu Ming lit a cigarette, the blue smoke curling slowly.

Inside the entire temple, one could hear a pin drop.

Yu Laiwei, clad in pitch-black battle armor, also stared blankly at this moment.

Silence, silence, silence.

"You all..."

Yu Ming spoke up:

"Do you understand what you see?"

Looking at the now dazed Creation Realm experts of the Yu Clan, Yu Ming felt extremely conflicted inside.

When he watched the battle back then, was he not exactly the same?

The worldview he had accumulated over many years was shattered by Chen Yan's overbearing and crude power.

At that time, did he not doubt the world just like the others are doing now?

Yu Ming said:

"When the Yu Lord and Xia Hanzhou used Chen Yan as a gamble to determine the future of Yu Province, I did not understand it at first; even when Chen Yan became a Heavenly God General, I still did not understand.

No matter how powerful Chen Yan is, he is only one person.

How could a God General stop the Five Clans, and why would the Yu Lord care so much about Chen Yan's value?"

Yu Ming's eyes were calm as he said decisively:

"Now, I understand!

Chen Yan possesses the potential to suppress the Five Clans, and has even mastered a certain level of ability!"

His voice was like the clashing of gold and iron, striking at people's hearts.

Inside the entire temple, the faces of the Yu Clan Creation Realm experts were filled with confusion.

Yes, confusion.

"Yu Ming."

Yu Laiwei, wearing pitch-black battle armor, spoke up:

"Have you already signed a contract with Chen Yan's side?"

Yu Ming's expression stiffened, and he nodded:

"Yes."

He looked at the crowd and said:

"I, Yu Ming, am withdrawing from the struggle between Great Xia and the Five Clans in advance.

Now, I have come to advise everyone to withdraw with me and sign a contract with Chen Yan.

For my..."

Boom!

Suddenly, a beam of light struck out from Yu Ming's direction.

Before Yu Ming could turn around, the armor behind him suddenly twisted and changed, revealing dozens of pitch-black cannon muzzles.

Hum!!!

Streaks of purple laser fire shot out from these pitch-black muzzles, shattering the incoming beam of light.

Yu Ming's expression trembled as he turned around.

He saw that the armor on Yu Laiwei's right arm had already transformed into a handgun.

Smoke billowed from the dark muzzle, and the cross-shaped barrel rotated incessantly like the cold, grim eye of death.

"You are attacking me?" Yu Ming looked at Yu Laiwei in disbelief.

Yu Laiwei's eyes were cold, filled with disgust and disappointment.

Boom!

Laser fire erupted once more from the cross-shaped muzzle.

The beam of light reached the center of Yu Ming's brow in an instant; Yu Ming's pupils contracted wildly, his mouth agape.

The next instant.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!!!!

Dozens of brilliant golden beams of light shot in from outside the temple, shattering the roof and striking the laser beam that was attacking Yu Ming.

In an instant, endless flames of light erupted, and the terrifying energy swept outward, shattering the temple.

Space fluctuations swirled around Yu Ming, and he transformed into a streak of light and flew out.

"Fire the cannons, Yu Qing, fire the cannons!!!"

Yu Ming roared.

At the same time.

Dozens of miles away from Xue Teng Zhuang Yuan, Yu Qing, wearing snow-white battle armor, and Chi Yuexi stood together.

When Yu Ming's voice arrived, Yu Qing gritted her silver teeth and tapped a finger on the virtual screen in front of her.

Above Yu Qing's head, fifteen satellite cannon platforms suspended high in the sky opened fire simultaneously.

Fifteen brilliant golden beams of light, three meters in diameter, pierced through the clouds like spears of judgment cast down by a Heavenly God.

They instantly grazed past Yu Ming and blasted toward Yu Laiwei, who had already appeared fifty meters behind Yu Ming.

Yu Laiwei pointed a finger out.

Thud!

A low, deep roar of space resounded.

The space for a hundred miles around suddenly stagnated, and the brilliant golden beam of light attacking him also stagnated within that space.

"Four-dimensional folding, initiate!"

Accompanied by the sound of an electronic male voice.

Click, click, click!!!

The space for a hundred miles around was instantly sliced into ten million cubes.

Yu Ming's pupils shrank; his body was precisely divided into three cubes.

These cubes began to change and shift.

In an instant.

Mountains and rivers, the earth, trees, the beam of light, and Yu Ming's body were instantly displaced.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

Mountains and rivers collapsed, the beam of light went into disarray, and trees were shattered.

Yu Ming's head was still fleeing, but his torso and legs had already appeared a hundred miles away, blood spraying wildly.

"Eighth-rank simulation core, I should have known, I should have known!"

Yu Ming gritted his teeth and roared.

Yu Laiwei stood high in the sky, his eyes indifferent:

"Yu Ming, you disappoint me!

You actually let us cooperate with the Great Xia lowlifes and the remnants of the Chen Clan?

Are they worthy?"

Yu Laiwei narrowed his eyes.

Yu Ming's appearance was disrupting the Yu Clan Creation Realm.

The Yu Clan Creation Realm had already been suppressed by the Xia Long side, and its morale was low.

Now, Yu Ming's appearance made the already low morale even lower.

More crucially, Yu Ming was disrupting the plan for Yu Province.

The moment he discovered Yu Ming was a disaster, Yu Laiwei had already sentenced Yu Ming to death in his heart.

Yu Ming opened his mouth wide, blood still spurting from his neck; currently suspended in mid-air, he roared at Yu Laiwei:

"You are leading the Yu Clan to its doom!"

"You, a traitor to the Yu Clan, say that I will lead the Yu Clan to its doom?" Yu Laiwei's eyes were overbearing:

"How many benefits did those remnants of the Chen Clan give you to make you a traitor?!"

Yu Laiwei's voice boomed, and the Yu Clan Creation Realm experts who had flown out with him also had their expressions change.

Someone growled:

"Yu Ming, you have become a traitor!"

"Traitors deserve to die!"

"You actually want our Yu Clan to surrender to Great Xia; are they worthy, a group of lowly people!"

Sounds of rage rang out one after another.

Yu Ming gritted his teeth; he knew there would be opposition, knew there would be those who rebuked him.

But he had not expected the resistance to be so immense.

Yu Laiwei looked down on Great Xia from the bottom of his heart.

"I am a traitor?" Yu Ming's eyes were filled with rage:

"I am preserving a spark for Yu Province; even if I am wrong, if I die, I die.

But if I win, my Yu Province will have hope!"

He rebuked the crowd with eyes wide enough to split:

"I, Yu Ming, do not fear death. In the face of the survival of the race, what does the death of one person, several people, or tens of thousands of people matter?

I am seeking a future for Yu Province!"

Yu Laiwei narrowed his eyes; he observed that the hearts of some in the Yu Clan Creation Realm had begun to waver.

Immediately, he pointed a finger:

"Yu Ming, I grant you the ending a traitor deserves."

Hum!

The cross-shaped muzzle began to rotate rapidly, and terrifying power brewed within the barrel.

Yu Ming closed his eyes, knowing he was surely going to die.

"I am not a traitor!"

He muttered.

"Yu Ming!!!"

By his ear, Yu Qing's electronic transmission arrived, filled with anxiety.

"Run!" Yu Ming transmitted:

"Run!"

It was also at this moment.

With a click.

A long blade flowing with orange electric light suddenly slammed into Yu Laiwei's chest; Yu Laiwei's pupils shrank, and he was kicked away by someone.

Five figures flew out; the leader was a woman with long purple hair, wearing black-rimmed glasses and orange battle armor.

The purple-haired woman grabbed Yu Ming by the hair and, in the next instant, flew toward Yu Qing and the others.

"Yu Cheng...!" Yu Ming exclaimed in surprise.

The woman named Yu Cheng swept a glance at Yu Ming, her eyes complex:

"You are right; the life or death of one person is not important. Yuzhou needs another future."

Behind them.

Yu Laiwei had not been blasted away; his eyes still held disbelief, and the next moment he roared at the fleeing Yu Cheng:

"Yu Cheng, you are also betraying the Yu Clan!!!"

Yu Laiwei's eyes were filled with disbelief, disappointment, and shock, and then he roared:

"Open fire!!!"

"Execute the traitors!"

The remaining Yu Clan Creation Realm experts were also stunned, but they transformed their battle armor and instantly opened fire on Yu Cheng and the others.

Yu Cheng was still fleeing, and she spoke to the other four Yu Clan Creation Realm experts beside her:

"Flee!"

She raised her long saber, severed the incoming beams of light, and shouted coldly:

"Rather than believing in a Chen Lord who slaughtered a million living beings in Chenzhou to prevent the descent of the Lord of Will,

I would rather believe in a Great Xia Heavenly General who can launch a Level Two Domain War and slay an Eighth-Rank Ancient God Beast for the sake of his subordinates' lives!"