Chapter 657: A Thrilling Moment

Chen Yan lowered his head.

Immediately following, the aura of life and death flowed from Chen Yan's palm into the fountain pen in his hand, and Chen Yan wrote the character "Joy" once more.

This was a character written with the aura of life and death, carrying the power of the Dao.

But very quickly, Chen Yan still felt the disappearance of power within his own universe.

A portion of the power of his own universe had been extracted again.

Chen Yan could feel that because of his continuous writing, the own universe that had just been born had already begun to show signs of collapsing.

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes.

Where exactly was the problem?

Suddenly.

A low shout rang out.

"How have I been teaching you all this time? You can't even write a single character!"

The female teacher walked up to a student and shouted in an extremely stern, low voice.

"Get out!"

In an instant, the student's expression tightened, and he gritted his teeth and let out a low roar:

"I'll write!!!"

Veins began to bulge on his forehead, he was incomparably furious, and the pen in his hand fell as he began to write rapidly.

"What on earth is going on? This is the illusion of an Ancient God Beast!!!"

A student let out a low roar, and tears began to well up in his eyes.

"Why are you shouting so loudly?"

The female teacher spoke sharply all of a sudden, pointing at the student who had just roared: "You, get out!"

That student's expression turned to shock, and he hurriedly lowered his head, preparing to write.

"Get out!" The female teacher, however, was relentless as she walked over, grabbed the other person by the collar, and hauled them toward the exit.

"Disrespecting the teacher, disrespecting the classroom, shouting and yelling!" The female teacher muttered while shouting, carrying the student as if they were a chick.

In an instant, the student screamed with a look of terror:

"Save me, save me, I am Shen Yiwei! Chen Yan, Chen Yan, Xia Long, Xia Long, are you there?!"

He struggled continuously and shrieked, but he was completely unable to break free.

But as his voice fell, several students in the classroom had already stood up:

"Teacher, please show mercy."

"Teacher, I can transcribe two pages!"

Someone wanted to rush over directly, but was stopped by another student beside them.

That student screamed:

"Save me! I am Shen Yiwei! Won't you save me? Everyone, let's break this illusion together!!!"

But the more he said this, the more those few who had intended to intervene narrowed their eyes.

Shen Yiwei was not that kind of person.

The other party might call for help, but it would definitely not be in this tone.

Sure enough.

Boom!!!

Layers of scorching flames suddenly erupted from the student's body, burning continuously; the other party had unleashed their blood-energy combat power at the very moment they were about to be dragged out of the classroom.

"So it was you."

A student spoke coldly.

The other party had not dared to use their methods, for once they did, they would expose their identity.

The other party was very clever, knowing that although the Five Clans were one, people of each clan were only sincere when dealing with their own kind.

Among the students, some Five Clans Creation Realm practitioners had varied expressions and gritted their teeth.

Very soon, that student was thrown out of the classroom.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

A tragic scream rang out.

Bang, bang, bang!!!

The person kept slamming against the classroom door, but their body gradually dissolved as they struggled continuously.

"Chen Yan!!!"

He screamed shrilly, at this moment actually roaring at the entire teaching building.

"Save me, I am Shen Yiwei!"

"Ahhhhh!"

Struggling, screaming, shrill.

Soon, the person turned into a pool of blood.

All the Five Clans Creation Realm practitioners felt conflicted.

That person was a Five Clans Creation Realm practitioner who possessed a Fire Spirit; once the other party unleashed their blood-energy, everyone knew who they were.

What made it even more complicated was this:

When that person encountered danger, they actually trusted Chen Yan more.

This made all the Five Clans Creation Realm practitioners feel distressed inside.

The choices a person makes in their most critical moment are, conversely, the ones most in line with the depths of their heart.

At the same time.

Inside the classroom, the female teacher glared fiercely at Chen Yan:

"What are you looking at? Do you think you're any better than the rest?!"

Chen Yan's expression tightened, and he lowered his head.

"Two minutes left!"

The female teacher raised her head, her voice cold and sharp.

In an instant, the atmosphere throughout the entire classroom became incomparably oppressive.

"Write, all of you!"

Chen Yan, however, was silently calculating the time that person had spent outside just now.

Suddenly, a student spoke up:

"No matter what, we must write. Only by writing can we have a future, and only then can we be worthy of ourselves and the teacher's efforts!"

That person's expression was unsightly; by speaking now, they were actually telling everyone:

No matter what, save your life first.

The female teacher was just about to scold them, but upon hearing that last sentence, she nodded in satisfaction.

As for the rest of the students, their hearts were heavy to the extreme.

If you don't write, you will die.

If you do write, one layer of your own personal universe will vanish.

Everyone here is a martial artist; who would be willing to see their own personal universe disappear? That is something obtained only after massive effort and sacrifice.

Everyone also understood.

For some unknown reason, they had all entered a perilous trap created by a powerful ancient divine beast.

Time passed slowly.

Chen Yan also felt heavy-hearted.

He was even more worried about Chen Yu.

Chen Yu had not yet reached the Creation Realm, nor had she cultivated her own personal universe.

When Chen Yu entered the Five Clans Conflict, she was only at the peak of the Sixth Rank; though she had since obtained a massive amount of resources, she had no time to cultivate, so she was only at the mid-stage of the Sixth Rank.

Now, just the act of transcribing required consuming one layer of one's personal universe.

What was Chen Yu, who had no personal universe, to do?

Beside him, that female deskmate was also not moving.

Anxiety.

Chen Yan felt a trace of anxiety deep within his heart.

In his mind, one thought after another emerged.

Why was the aura of life and death useless?

It was also at this moment.

Tap, tap.

The sound of a ballpoint pen tip touching the desk surface rang out; it was the female deskmate writing two characters on the desk.

【Need basic power】

Chen Yan's expression tightened slightly, and the next moment, his pupils suddenly constricted.

No power.

Right.

The aura of life and death is, in essence, the power of rules.

But rules require power to carry them.

If the rule-based techniques of the Dark-Devouring Mother Tree were a combination of the aura of life and death and malice.

Then the current illusion must also be a combination of the aura of life and death and malice.

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes.

A crisis is both danger and opportunity.

Now, while he appeared to be trapped in a quagmire of rules, it was actually also an opportunity to understand the rules of martial arts.

The human race had thought of various martial arts to counter malice.

Mental power and blood-Qi had both failed.

Hard-body cultivation, though it failed, made the malice no longer so terrifying.

But the true hope remained the path of the will.

Chen Yan pondered: if the ancient divine beast's method was the aura of life and death plus malice.

Then could he break it by using the power of will plus the aura of life and death?

If he used the power of True Martial plus the aura of life and death, could that also break it?

Chen Yan was thinking exactly this.

Beside him.

Suddenly, streaks of golden-red light and flames flowed; the girl holding the ballpoint pen was blooming with Immortal Will, using that Immortal Will to write the character "Joy".

Sss, sss, sss.

As the Immortal Will touched the paper, wisps of pitch-black smoke instantly dissipated.

At the same time, besides the Immortal Will, there was also a faint trace of the aura of life and death at the girl's pen tip.

Lu Jianxia!

Chen Yan's pupils suddenly constricted.

Currently, only four people have entered the path of Immortal Will: Chen Min, the Blood Sword Saint, Lu Xunyang, and Lu Jianxia.

Chen Yu, Shen Yiwei, and Shen Xin have one foot already stepped into Immortal Will.

What this person is displaying is complete and total Immortal Will.

Chen Min, the Blood Sword Saint, and Lu Xunyang cannot be in this place.

Then this person must only possibly be Lu Jianxia.

Lu Jianxia is currently ascending to the Eighth Rank, and now she has actually arrived here as well.

It looks like the other party's ascension has not yet ended, but a trace of the aura of life and death has already been born.

What Chen Yan is thinking, Lu Jianxia has also thought of.

It is just that the aura of life and death that Lu Jianxia possesses is too little, seemingly insufficient for the other party to finish writing an entire poem.

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes.

The next moment, the aura of life and death and True Martial Power overflowed from between his fingers.

He wiped away the "Joy" character he had written earlier.

Sure enough, within Chen Yan's body, those strands of vanished power returned.

The rule was erased.

Chen Yan's heart stirred.

True Martial Power is also a foundational power, and it is a higher-level power than horizontal tempering and blood-Qi.

Immediately following.

True Martial Power and the aura of life and death bloomed at the tip of the fountain pen Chen Yan was holding, and soon, Chen Yan wrote down one "Joy" character after another.

His speed was extremely fast.

It was also at this moment that the female teacher arrived; her brows lifted slightly, but a trace of confusion flickered in her eyes:

"Write the characters more neatly."

Chen Yan did not make a sound, just writing blindly.

And beside him, sweat had already appeared on Lu Jianxia's forehead, and her body was trembling.

Lu Jianxia gritted her silver teeth; her own aura of life and death could no longer hold on.

She was still ascending, but the process of ascension being interrupted so abruptly had a significant impact on her.

The more she wrote, the uglier her complexion became.

But immediately after, Lu Jianxia was startled, because she discovered that her desk-mate was actually displaying a power she had never even seen before.

That pitch-black power was exceptionally strong, making her feel both familiar and unfamiliar.

What is that?

She was stunned in her heart.

The aura of life and death displayed by the other party was much denser than her own.

It was also at this moment.

Strands of the aura of life and death drifted over, and Lu Jianxia hurriedly caught them, beginning to write using this trace of the aura of life and death.

She gave Chen Yan a grateful look, then immediately wrote a few characters on the desk.

【Lu Jianxia】.

Chen Yan's expression was calm, and he also wrote down his own name.

【Yu Laiwei】.

Lu Jianxia was taken aback, then nodded.

So it was the Yu Clan.

The Yu Clan is too mysterious.

Perhaps the pitch-black energy the other party displayed just now was also something created by the Yu Clan.

Because she had lost three years of memories, Lu Jianxia was even more unfamiliar with the Yu Clan.

Because she had been ascending the whole time, she conversely did not know that Yu Laiwei and the others had already arrived at the Withered Dream Lost City.

Endless coldness surfaced in Chen Yan's heart.

If a powerful Ancient God Beast needed to strip everyone of their power, would it need to go to such great lengths?

If the other party could directly strip it away, it would be impossible for it to insist on having everyone enter this kind of illusion.

That is to say, the other party's power is not so strong that it cannot be defied.

At the very least, when facing Chen Yan, who also possesses the aura of life and death, the other party cannot directly kill Chen Yan within the illusion.

Chen Yan continued to write, displaying the aura of life and death and True Martial Power.

He wanted to analyze the rules shrouding this illusion.

Only by thoroughly understanding the profound meaning of the Ancient God Beast would Chen Yan truly know himself and his enemy.

As for Chen Yu, Chen Yan had already done what he could do.

At the same time.

In another classroom.

Chen Yu sat quietly on her chair, her heart as dead as ashes.

She had only written a single "Joy" character, and the vast majority of her own mental power had been drained away.

Once she wrote another "Joy" character, she would be finished.

"What should I do?"

The little girl's face turned pale.

It seemed she was going to die completely in this place.

Now, she had only one choice, which was to reveal her identity and let a Creation Realm expert from the Great Xia write one for her.

But doing so would also be cheating.

The teacher in the classroom could not possibly ignore it.

Once the teacher got angry and threw her out of the classroom, she would have even less of a chance to survive.

"One last minute remaining."

On the podium, the bald male teacher spoke indifferently, sweeping a glance at Chen Yu:

"Everyone has seen what happens to students who don't know their place."

The male teacher wore a sneer.

In an instant, Chen Yu's complexion turned even uglier.

"Brother..."

She whispered in her heart, if it were her elder brother, what would he do?

Facing the suppression of this unknown existence's almost insurmountable power, Chen Yu could not see a glimmer of hope at all.

The young girl lowered her head; when encountering death for the first time, she was still helpless.

And such danger, her elder brother had faced more times than she knew.

She really wanted to say sorry.

She could no longer accompany her elder brother any further.

"You."

The male teacher's voice suddenly rang out, and Chen Yu raised her head, just in time to meet the male teacher's cold gaze.

"Yes, you, get out!"

The male teacher said coldly:

"Don't force me to take action; if you can't even do such a simple poem, what else can you do?"

Chen Yu opened her mouth, stood up, and looked dejected.

It was also at this moment.

"Huh, didn't you already finish writing?"

A woman in the two seats behind Chen Yu spoke, picking up a piece of paper filled with the character 'Joy' from the floor and handing it out:

"Teacher, she has already finished writing."

Chen Yu was stunned and looked at the woman behind her in confusion.

The woman wore a smile:

"Teacher, she wrote it just now, but it fell on the floor."

The other party was a Creation Realm expert from Chen Yan's side.

The other party knew that throughout the Five Clans Struggle, if anyone had yet to condense their own universe, it could only be Chen Yu.

In an instant, tears welled up in the corners of Chen Yu's eyes.

Yet it was also at this moment.

The male teacher on the podium narrowed his eyes:

"Do you take me for blind?"

In an instant, both Chen Yu and the woman were stunned.

The male teacher said:

"I clearly saw that you wrote two sheets and deliberately dropped one on the floor."

The woman's face turned pale instantly, and she opened her mouth, wanting to explain.

The male teacher, however, looked at Chen Yu:

"Get out; if you don't go out, she will go out with you."

Suddenly, Chen Yu's heart sank.

She looked at the woman and shook her head slightly, then walked out from the desk and said to that person:

"Thank you."

Immediately after, she walked toward the classroom door with her head lowered.

As for the woman who had written two sheets, her face was already completely deathly pale.

Her gaze was sharp, the Qi and blood in her body surging, wanting to erupt.

If Chen Yu died, how could she answer to Chen Yan?

A resolve to die had already emerged in her heart.

Even if she died, she had to try and expose this illusion for what it really was.

It was also at this moment.

With a hum.

Chen Yu's body suddenly flickered, and it actually began to turn illusory, disappearing from within the classroom.

In an instant, all the martial artists pulled into this place were stunned.

The woman was also left dumbfounded.

As for the male teacher and the remaining students, they acted as if they hadn't seen anything at all, going about their own business.

At the same time.

Inside the Magnetic Storm Thunder Prison.

Chen Yu opened her eyes abruptly.

She appeared within the room, yet her entire body was encased in a suit of armor.

Heavenly God Armor!

It was the arrival of the Heavenly God Armor that instantly protected Chen Yu.

Even before it was upgraded, the Heavenly God Armor could isolate all malice of the eighth rank and below.

The strength of this point even surpasses the 【Blood Battle State】.

The arrival of the Heavenly God Armor was a decision Chen Yan made the very instant his consciousness returned from the illusion.

The illusion is an ancient divine beast technique created by the combination of malice and the aura of life and death.

The Heavenly God Armor cannot defend against the aura of life and death, but it can block malice.

This allowed Chen Yu to break free from within the illusion.

And the master of the Heavenly God Armor is currently still within the illusion, beginning to analyze the rules of the ancient divine beast's technique.