Chapter 655: Eerie Dreamscape

Nether Nightmare Beast...

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes; an eighth-rank peak Ancient God Beast?

Among the Ancient God Beasts, are there any of the ninth rank?

Chen Yan pondered.

In his mind, the red-eyed infant gestating within the Blood Sun embryo emerged.

That Ancient God Beast had once nearly taken Chen Yan away right in front of all the world's powerhouses.

Its strength was far too formidable.

Chen Yan could feel it.

That eighth-rank Ancient God Beast was something even Xia Hanzhou, with the Xia Lord Sword, could not deal with for a time.

The malice overflowing from the opponent nearly caused Chen Yan to perish.

Chen Yan felt a sinking sensation in his heart.

The sense of crisis from that day had actually surfaced in his heart once again.

Powerlessness.

On that day, Chen Yan had truly felt powerlessness.

It was not just Chen Yan who was powerless.

What Xia Hanzhou displayed that day, was it not also powerlessness?

Even the Grand Minister, who possessed the Star Ruler and could alter the laws of heaven and earth, was suppressed in an instant, unable to resist that eighth-rank Ancient God Beast.

Chen Yan shook his head and continued to look at the Martial Dao Veins.

"Only by being powerful can one truly be fearless, just like Lu Xunyang."

Chen Yan murmured.

Lu Xunyang was a bit too arrogant.

But the opponent's arrogance stemmed from the opponent's powerful strength.

Lu Xunyang was the first person capable of dealing with an Ancient God Beast in such a way.

The opponent far surpassed Xia Hanzhou, this world's second-ranked eighth-rank powerhouse.

Chen Yan watched in shock and uncertainty; the opponent's movements were so fast that Chen Yan could not clearly see what techniques were being unleashed.

Or rather, Lu Xunyang had already fused all Hard-Refining martial arts into one, capable of changing and using them at will.

This was a being who had truly reached the level of perfection, having thoroughly mastered and applied the path of Hard-Refining.

Perhaps Lu Xunyang would be the strongest Hard-Refining martial artist since the Lord of Hard-Refining.

No.

Lu Xunyang was a Boundary Breaker.

A Boundary Breaker was a being who transcended the original Martial Dao.

Logically speaking, Lu Xunyang, at the peak of the eighth rank, should surpass the Lord of Hard-Refining at the peak of the eighth rank.

Then, Lu Xunyang might truly be the strongest eighth-rank Hard-Refining martial artist in history.

Chen Yan rarely felt that sense of "seeing mountains not as mountains, seeing water not as water" in others.

But at this moment, he had such a feeling regarding Lu Xunyang.

The opponent had truly cultivated Hard-Refining to the extreme.

If such a being reached the ninth rank, the entire world would change.

No wonder the Five Clans feared him.

Moreover, it appeared that this was not yet Lu Xunyang's peak.

That made sense.

Lu Xunyang had been suppressed in the Ancient God Forbidden Land for so many years.

His own strength was certainly not what it was at the very beginning.

The opponent had awakened the Path of Will, and by utilizing the Word Realm, could make his strength reach three times its level.

But a threefold increase in strength seemingly did not allow Lu Xunyang to reach his peak.

Although Chen Yan already stood at the peak of the Creation Realm, he was still very far from Lu Xunyang, a feeling as if separated by an ocean.

"It is a pity that he is destined to be unable to cultivate the True Martial path, because he has no aptitude for blood-Qi at all." Chen Yan shook his head.

Was being unable to cultivate the True Martial path a pity for Lu Xunyang?

Chen Yan felt that was not necessarily the case.

Lu Xunyang had already cultivated Hard-Refining to the extreme.

If one thing can be done to the extreme, it is actually more formidable than doing several things very well.

Just at this moment.

Hum...

Chen Yan's pupils slightly constricted, and a strange feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart.

In an instant, Chen Yan scanned his surroundings; his gaze pierced through the layers of walls of the Magnetic Storm Thunder Prison, staring across the heaven and earth for hundreds of thousands of miles.

It seemed that just a moment ago.

The entire heaven and earth had been changed by something.

The others did not feel it, but Chen Yan, who possessed the aura of Life and Death, felt it.

Chen Yan looked at the Martial Dao Veins.

He saw the Blood Sword Saint, the Grand Minister, and others on the Martial Dao Veins.

None of these people felt anything.

At the tips of the meridians belonging to Lu Xunyang.

At this moment, the man whose entire body erupted with golden light stepped across mountains and rivers, his gaze domineering over the world, and he narrowed his eyes:

"Have you awakened?"

He stared into the surroundings, a smile appearing at the corners of his mouth:

"So what if you have awakened? You did not kill me back then, so can you kill me today?"

"Everything that does not kill me will only make me stronger!"

Golden light flared in his eyes, and he punched out toward the void.

Boom!!!

A brilliant, boundless golden sun rose from the earth and crashed into the firmament.

"I, Lu Xunyang, shall slaughter you lot to the Ninth Rank!"

He roared in fury, the sound waves tearing through the clouds.

The pressure swept across the eight wildernesses like a tide; the heavens and earth trembled, and the mountains and rivers resonated!

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes.

The Eighth Rankers in the outside world had not sensed the anomaly from just now.

Yet Lu Xunyang was saying that a certain existence had awakened.

Who was it?

What kind of Ancient God Beast was it?

The other party had once fought Lu Xunyang and failed to kill him.

Now, seeing Lu Xunyang suddenly grow stronger, it had awakened.

Perhaps it was some Ancient God Beast standing at the pinnacle of the world.

Ominous.

A sense of foreboding emerged within Chen Yan's body.

With a whoosh.

Chen Yan stood up abruptly and reached out with one hand.

Hum!

In the room next door, a cluster of brilliant, intense golden-red light was summoned by Chen Yan and appeared inside the room where Chen Yan was.

This was Chen Yan's Will Divine Body.

No, the Will Divine Body had already dissipated and was now constantly evolving and breaking through realms.

Calling it a Will Divine Body is one thing.

A Will Domain is more appropriate.

Because what the Will Divine Body was evolving into was a domain that would allow Chen Yan to break through all laws and stand uniquely alone.

But this Will Domain was only a semi-finished product and had not yet succeeded.

Chen Yan sensed immense danger, and the first thing he had to do at this moment was to make his Will Domain return.

He stretched out his hand, his fingertips pressing against the massive ball of light.

In an instant, ten thousand golden-red flames erupted from the ball of light and flowed into Chen Yan's fingertips.

Chen Yan's own universe was now stable and could fully serve the capacity to contain the Will Domain.

Soon, Chen Yan's Will Domain appeared within his own universe.

Chen Yan frowned.

Nothing happened at all.

Was he being too sensitive?

Just before, Chen Yan had already prepared himself for battle.

Having fought Eighth Rank Ancient God Beasts, Chen Yan could better understand their various eccentric and inexplicable methods.

Not to mention, this was an Ancient God Beast that even Lu Xunyang regarded with great importance.

Chen Yan let out a sigh of relief.

It seemed that the awakened Ancient God Beast was going to deal with Lu Xunyang.

"The Eighth Rank martial artists outside did not perceive it, yet Lu Xunyang and I both did.

That means a certain Eighth Rank Ancient God Beast in the Ancient God Forbidden Land has awakened.

The Purple Ring World-Fixing Mirror borders the Ancient God Forbidden Land, which is why I sensed it too."

Chen Yan murmured to himself and walked toward the door.

Click.

Chen Yan opened the room door.

Ring-a-ding...

The bell for the end of class rang, sounding crisp yet carrying a sense of urgency.

Chen Yan appeared in the hallway.

Teenagers in school uniforms, some with books tucked under their arms and others with snacks in their mouths, dashed past Chen Yan as if sprinting toward their classrooms.

Chen Yan furrowed his brows slightly and looked behind him.

The door to the room belonging to the Magnetic Storm Thunder Prison had already vanished, and he was standing at the entrance of a classroom.

On the cyan wooden door frame, there were indentations carved by rulers and pencils; one could only wonder whose mischievous hands had carved them.

Looking out from the balcony, the sunlight made the playground shimmer, and ripples of heat waves rose from the ground.

Around the playground, tall willow trees were lush and green, and the air was permeated with the fragrance of grass.

A cold light appeared in Chen Yan's eyes.

An illusion.

Who is it?

Is it that awakened eighth-rank ancient divine beast?

Only an eighth-rank could make Chen Yan suddenly enter an illusion; even an early eighth-rank wouldn't suffice.

Sure enough, Chen Yan's previous feeling was correct.

Chen Yan sensed his body; he could perceive that his strength had not been suppressed, and his power in both the True Martial Path and the Will Path remained.

Chen Yan was just about to unleash his strength.

It was at this very moment.

Boom.

In a classroom next door, a booming sound rang out.

A female student wearing a school uniform flew out in an instant, with streaks of purple mist flowing around her body.

"Enemy attack!"

The girl's expression was cold and gloomy:

"Has Chen Yan come?

To think he would cast an illusion on me!"

She shouted in anger and was about to fly toward the high sky, but her body only jumped a distance of three meters before falling uncontrollably and crashing onto the playground.

"Damn it!!!"

The girl muttered, just about to stand up.

Quickly, a hand had already grabbed the girl by the collar.

It was a tall female teacher wearing gold-rimmed glasses, dressed in a pitch-black pencil skirt, and holding a ruler in her hand.

The female teacher lifted the girl up, her face full of sternness:

"Didn't you hear that class has started? Why are you running around?

'Damn it' this, 'damn it' that—who is damned? Am I damned, or are you damned?"

The girl was stunned at first, then the next instant, she used force to try and break free from the female teacher.

"Still resisting!"

The female teacher's expression turned cold:

"No attitude, no grades—you leave! If you have the ability, leave the school!

If you don't return to the classroom within one minute, don't bother attending school anymore!"

The female teacher spoke with extreme severity, then immediately let go of the girl's collar and looked at Chen Yan:

"What are you looking at? Didn't you hear the class bell?

Like watching the excitement?

Come, you go with her!"

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes, then turned and walked into the classroom.

The female teacher with the gold-rimmed glasses saw Chen Yan walk into the classroom, let out a cold snort, stopped speaking, and walked directly into the classroom where Chen Yan was.

Clang.

The classroom door closed.

The female teacher scanned all the students in the classroom with a gaze that seemed to see through their souls and wrote a few characters on the blackboard.

"Le Le Le."

"This poem is what I taught yesterday. Everyone recite it together; we will have a dictation later."

Chen Yan sat in the seat by the window, sensing the power within his body.

His heart sank.

He could feel his strength, but he could no longer perceive his martial path meridians.

Furthermore, he could not perceive the emotions of the classmates around him.

He had indeed entered an illusion.

Just now, Chen Yan had intended to unleash his strength.

But the appearance of that female student had interrupted Chen Yan.

The other party had clearly unleashed powerful strength from the Blood Qi Path, but after jumping only three meters away, there was no follow-up.

Her strength had been suppressed.

At the same time.

Throughout the entire class, the sound of recitation rose.

"Le Le Le!"

"Le Le Le."

"Le Le Le!"

All the students recited with great emotion, with cadence and rhythm, shaking their heads.

Slap.

A blood-macerated hand suddenly slapped against the glass next to Chen Yan.

It was the girl who had run out just now.

At this moment, the other party looked like a wax figure that had been melted by fire, wailing out:

"Let me in, let me in!"

Slap, slap, slap!!!

She kept hitting the window, but her fingers were breaking off one by one, and her entire face was constantly twisting and deforming, drooping down.

"What, you still want to come back?"

The female teacher spoke with a cold expression:

"Once you've left, don't come back in!"

The female teacher scanned the students in the entire classroom with a fierce gaze:

"What are you looking at? Keep reading aloud!"

Immediately after.

"Le, le, le, le, le, le, le!"

"Le, le, le, le, le, le, le."

The sound of reading aloud continued to ring out.

And the girl outside the window was melted step by step into a puddle of liquid.

PS: Writer's block, writing a little less.

This segment is the plot involving the Shi Meng Mo and the breakthrough, it's a bit hard to conceive.

I really don't like repetitive plotlines, especially when I've reached 2.5 million words, no repetitive plots.

Then how should I write? Constantly trying new plots, new tropes; for many plots, I don't even feel like there are tropes anymore.

It's hard.

Damn it!

Writing treats me like dirt a thousand times over, and I never treated it like my first love.

This leads to me, Dongzi, finding it harder and harder to write.

Especially after the Blood Pool plot ended, it's actually all the same; the Heaven's Pride Trial plot ended, headache.

The College Entrance Examination Secret Realm plot ended, headache.

After the Myriad Image Island plot ended, headache.

Hahaha.

I know the subsequent development, I know the story ahead, but the only problem remains that even knowing the ending, I still want to write the process differently.

It's like, this itself is a plot born from a breakthrough, but the process has to be different, right? So there was the Lu Xunyang plot.

But having Lu Xunyang won't do, right? So there was the Shi Meng Mo plot...

Plot repetition, I can't even convince myself anymore.