Chapter 675: Exploring the Rules, a Huge Harvest!

Between the field paths, the wheat waves rise and fall with the wind, interwoven with golden yellow and emerald green.

Upon the earth, buildings of uneven heights stand in dense rows, yet they all reveal a state of decay.

It is just that.

On those streets and in the countryside, the living are all young in appearance, yet the black spots on their bodies cast them in the twilight of life.

One could completely describe the Chunzhen Yangjie as a place where corpses are strewn everywhere.

Because, on a single street, there might be two corpses lying in two different corners.

People pass by them with numbness.

Before long, someone will come to collect their bodies and bury them within the fields.

People descend into this world in a hurry; before they can understand the ideals and pains of being human, they must die in a hurry.

Thirty years is the maximum lifespan for ordinary living beings in the Chunzhen Yangjie.

And within these thirty years, their only pursuit is reproduction.

Several tree trunks streak across the horizon; Chen Yan and the others stand atop the trunks.

"Once we go today, we must be prepared for a life-and-death battle."

Chen Yan stands at the very front of the trunk, hands behind his back, the breeze billowing his black hair.

Xia Long and the others are either standing or looking down from the trunks, everyone's face filled with a relaxed yet complex expression.

Some Five-Clan Creation Realm cultivators are having private conversations with Great Xia Creation Realm cultivators.

The two sides were enemies before, yet now they must unite; many people have thorns in their hearts.

But having just left the school that was like a hellish cage, the personnel from both sides have not erupted into any conflict.

Instead, Xia Long has already begun to converse with Wu Song, who is exerting his blood-Qi and carrying everyone as they fly on the wood, constantly learning about the roots of this world.

"Malice is a means for ancient divine beasts to feed on life," Shen Yiwei says in a heavy voice.

"Whether it is the outside world or this world, powerful ancient divine beasts, or even ancient gods, will constantly erode the lives of the human race with malice, then feed on them to provide themselves with sustenance."

A Five-Clan Creation Realm cultivator speaks up:

"The Shi Meng Mo was born within the Mother God and possesses some of the Mother God's divine wonders; it is just unknown how long Lu Xunyang can hold out."

Wu Song's expression shifts slightly:

"Lu Xunyang?"

Zhang Ting speaks faintly: "Divine General Xunyang is the strongest in the human world's path of tempering.

In the past, during the chaos of Tie Province, when Ji Province invaded Great Xia, he once held the Great Xia Lord Sword while at the Eighth Rank, leading an army to slaughter his way into Ji Province, suppressing the three giants—the Chen Lord, the Ji Lord, and the Lu Lord—all by himself.

If not for the Chen Lord's interference, the current Ji Lord would have already been replaced.

I can feel that my current foster father is about to transcend his past self and reach a level beyond imagination."

Shen Yiwei glances at Zhang Ting indifferently, not speaking.

A trace of awe appears in the eyes of many Great Xia Military Guards.

Many of the powerful Military Guards are those who experienced that battle.

Many of the elders even have tears welling up in their eyes, recalling the past years, still glorious.

How strong Great Xia was back then.

Too strong.

"The Divine General suppressed an entire generation!" Yin Qingshuang says slowly.

She was once a subordinate of Lu Xunyang, and it was precisely because she participated in the Battle of Tie Province back then.

The Yin family rose to power.

Lu Jianxia's expression is complex; she says nothing.

Wu Song and the other Creation Realm cultivators of the Chunzhen Yangjie are shocked by what they hear.

Although they do not know how powerful the Chen Lord and the Ji Lord are.

They can still see the attitude everyone present has toward that Lu Xunyang.

Wu Song's expression changes; he looks at Chen Yan and asks tentatively:

"Lu Xunyang is a Divine General, then this Heavenly Divine General..."

Wu Song's voice trails off.

All the tree trunks fall silent.

Someone frowns, thinking that Wu Song discussing Chen Yan is disrespectful to Chen Yan.

Lu Jianxia glances at Chen Yan's back and says quietly:

"Chen Yan of Great Xia is also considered a successor of the Xunyang faction; he became a Divine General at seventeen and is hailed as the greatest prodigy in human history.

The day before the Great Xia Sovereign passed away, he bestowed upon him the title of Heavenly Divine General."

Lu Jianxia thinks for a moment, then continues:

"His future far exceeds that of Lu Xunyang; from ancient times to the present, no one can surpass him."

Wu Song opens his mouth.

He only knew that Chen Yan was extremely special; if it weren't for Chen Yan being special, he would not have chosen Chen Yan.

But he did not expect Chen Yan to be this special.

Wu Song's companions look at one another, all speechless.

Chen Yan glances at Lu Jianxia:

"Princess Jianxia, you are still over-praising me."

Lu Jianxia's brows are like distant mountains; she knows that she and Chen Yan might have once had different feelings.

This point can be seen from Chen Yan's initial attitude toward her.

But now, Chen Yan had no special expressions for her at all; perhaps the relationship between the two was not as complicated as she had guessed.

"It doesn't count as killing with kindness," Lu Jianxia revealed a hint of a smile:

"Only as an enemy can one better understand how terrifying you are.

Of course, I have already expressed my intentions within the school; before the Shi Meng Mo is resolved, neither I nor the people of Luzhou will be enemies of Great Xia."

She was still heavy-hearted today, after all, her own older brother Lu Wuyi followed Chen Changyuan.

And the two of them were destined to become enemies.

But these sorrows and difficulties were well concealed by Lu Jianxia.

She wanted to tell the people of Great Xia that since she and the Five Tribes had joined, they would certainly not betray them.

Chen Yan nodded calmly.

He had once accepted the Heart-Questioning Stele within the Upper Ancient War Palace and could not tell Lu Jianxia what had happened inside the Upper Ancient War Palace.

Of course, Chen Yan had a way to let Lu Jianxia regain her lost memories.

Chen Yan looked at Lu Jianxia again, saw that the other party was discussing something with Lu Mingyuan, and then ignored her.

Someone looked at Chen Yan tentatively:

"That... can you use that power of yours to dissipate the malice within my body?"

The one speaking was a woman who had originally been looking at Chen Yan coldly all along.

After all, because of Chen Yan, one of her companions had died.

Now, she did not know if the other party's corpse had been hung up in the small town as a trophy to be flaunted.

She was dissatisfied.

But at this moment, she spoke up.

"I can."

Chen Yan replied softly, carrying a hint of a smile, and with a single wave of his hand, strands of golden-red Willpower spilled out.

Wu Song and the others watched in amazement.

The woman, whose face was originally covered in black spots and whose nose tip had clusters of fleshy tumors, saw her appearance changing rapidly.

Sss, sss, sss...

The malice within the other party's body was constantly being devoured by the Willpower, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating.

Finally, the woman's appearance changed completely.

All ugliness moved away from her; it was a very pretty appearance.

The woman touched her own face, tears appearing in her eyes, and she lowered her head:

"I really wish Gusha could also see my current appearance."

Wu Song and the others' expressions tightened slightly.

"I also have Immortal Will; do you still need to dispel the malice within your bodies?"

Shen Yiwei spoke up.

He clearly discovered that the three parties now needed to build friendship.

Soon, Jiang Yuan also began to exert Immortal Will to dispel the malice within the bodies of Wu Song and the others.

Both of these people had entered the Standing Realm at the moment Chen Yan's Willpower erupted.

But Wu Song and the others could also tell.

Compared to Chen Yan, these two people's Immortal Will was still too poor.

It was like the difference between a small stream and the vast ocean.

And Chen Yan stood calmly, the eighteen strands of Life-Death Qi within his body constantly circulating.

Chen Yan's perception of his true body was also becoming clearer and clearer.

His consciousness had been abruptly pulled to this place; the Shi Meng Mo had created an absolute connection between this body and Chen Yan's true body.

But this connection was not strong.

Therefore, it resulted in Chen Yan being unable to unleash the combat power of his true body.

But it was different now.

Various visions flickered within Chen Yan's pupils; he was constantly peering into the rules.

At this moment, Chen Yan seemed to perceive the different rules coming from the Shi Meng Mo and the entire world.

Dark, twisted, and grotesque alternative rules transformed into countless eerie whispers that resounded deep within Chen Yan's mind.

When he used rules to peer into rules, the rules were also peering into Chen Yan at every moment.

Chen Yan closed his eyes tightly, and various overlapping, strange rules appeared within his perception.

At this moment, he seemed to be roaming in an ocean of rules.

Why does one plus one equal two?

Why do objects fall from high altitudes?

Physics, chemistry, Martial Dao, races...

Chen Yan's heartbeat accelerated continuously, and a special, indescribable feeling seemed to be about to swallow him completely.

For a certain moment, Chen Yan seemed to have jumped outside of the rules.

Physics did not exist, cognition did not exist, objects did not exist, and even everything in three dimensions did not exist.

Only when they were operating according to established rules were they correct.

Once these established rules disappeared, everything lost its meaning.

Until a certain moment, within the boundless dark rules, everything became indescribable.

An indescribable fear instantly burrowed into the bottom of Chen Yan's heart.

That was a warning from life itself, as if in an instant Chen Yan would be thoroughly gazed upon.

What was that?

Chen Yan was astonished; within the boundless distorted rules, he seemed to have caught a glimpse of a colossal entity.

An indescribable vastness.

Chen Yan withdrew his gaze.

"So, why does the destruction of one's own universe give birth to the aura of life and death, and why does it give birth to rules?

Because, rules give meaning to all things."

Chen Yan murmured.

He began to search again, searching for this world, which is the rule-bound domain of the Shi Meng Mo.

Only within the rules cast by the Shi Meng Mo could he find the connection between this body and his true self.

As for the feeling just now, Chen Yan did not want to experience it again.

Finally, at a certain moment.

Amidst the boundless unknown and darkness, he found the rule-channel connecting this body to his true self.

The aura of life and death circulated, reinforcing this rule-channel, causing its narrow opening to become even thicker.

At the same time.

Within the Magnetic Storm Thunder Prison, streaks of pitch-black light suddenly emerged upon the body of Chen Yan's true self.

The aura of life and death circulated, and waves of rule-based Dao essence instantly dispersed.

"Not good."

Chen Yu, who was in front of the true self, saw her expression change slightly, not knowing what kind of change her brother was undergoing at this moment.

The next moment.

The eyes of Chen Yan's true self slowly opened.

"Xiaoyu..."

Inside the Magnetic Storm Thunder Prison, Chen Yan spoke slowly.

Chen Yu was stunned for a moment, then her small mouth opened:

"Brother, you have returned."

Chen Yan did not answer.

Under the operation of the aura of life and death, the rule-channel between the true self and that body became increasingly broad.

This allowed Chen Yan's consciousness, which had been bound in the Pure Truth Yang Realm, to return to his true self.

In other words, Chen Yan could break away from the Pure Truth Yang Realm.

This meant that Chen Yan had completely broken the rule-bound constraints of the Shi Meng Mo.

However.

Looking at his excited younger sister, Chen Yan shook his head slightly:

"I cannot just leave like this; there are more things that need me to do."

Of course, Chen Yan could not leave.

Currently, Lu Xunyang was still resisting the Shi Meng Mo; if Lu Xunyang failed, what use would it be even if Chen Yan were safe now?

Chen Yu's expression tightened, and she immediately said:

"Then is there anything I can do?"

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at his younger sister:

"Explosion formation disks, barrier formation disks, the more the better."

The young girl's expression grew slightly solemn, and she nodded heavily:

"Then I will make ten thousand explosion formation disks, ten thousand..."

Chen Yu calculated silently in her heart how she could make explosion formation disks faster.

"The thunder-ball creatures of the Magnetic Storm Thunder Prison are still being born continuously; by now there are already over five thousand of them. If they help..."

Chen Yu murmured.

Chen Yan's expression stiffened slightly.

What was that?

Ten thousand explosion formation disks?

Are you trying to blow up an Eighth-Rank?

The look in Chen Yan's eyes as he looked at Chen Yu changed.

He did not quite believe it.

"No need for that many," Chen Yan said:

"From now on, the Ten Thousand Prison Nether Thunder will follow all your instructions. I will look for an opportunity to contact you again."

Chen Yu nodded earnestly.

Immediately.

Chen Yan's consciousness returned once more.

Pure Truth Yang Realm.

Hum!!!

Pitch-black, golden-red, and scorching white light suddenly erupted from within Chen Yan's body.

Vast power overflowed, agitating the space within the surrounding world, and terrifying void cracks spread crazily in all directions.

Upon each tree trunk.

Everyone stared at Chen Yan in a daze, their mouths gradually hanging open.

"You..." Wu Song spoke in shock.

He was at the peak of the Creation Realm, yet at this moment, feeling the aura on Chen Yan's body, he actually felt a sense of being unable to defy him.

Powerful.

Powerful!

This was a feeling that made one tremble from the depths of their heart.

Wu Song was absolutely certain that if Chen Yan wished it.

He could completely annihilate everyone present with the power of one person.

"I have opened the connection between my true body and this physical body." Chen Yan smiled faintly and looked at the crowd:

"It seems I have found the ability that can allow all of our strength to descend into this world."

As Chen Yan's voice fell, everyone's expression turned solemn.

Chen Yan did not pay attention to the crowd's astonishment.

His consciousness once again arrived at the Saint-Breaking Realm.

In the boundless, hazy land, a towering tree was laden with fruit.

Chen Yan's consciousness caressed the Saint-Breaking Tree, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"When it comes down to it, it's still because I was too weak; otherwise, how could I have failed to perceive the Saint-Breaking Tree."

Chen Yan murmured.

The Saint-Breaking Tree had always been there; it was mainly because Chen Yan's consciousness had been restricted by the Shi Meng Mo.

However, the Saint-Breaking Tree and Chen Yan were one.

During the days Chen Yan had been cultivating, the Saint-Breaking Tree had also borne the corresponding Saint-Breaking Fruits.

Eighteen 【Skill】 Saint-Breaking Fruits.

Sixteen 【Blood】 Saint-Breaking Fruits.

Four 【Power】 Saint-Breaking Fruits.

Twelve 【Body】 Saint-Breaking Fruits.

The 【Skill】 Saint-Breaking Fruits mainly originated from that lecture the Master of Horizontal Refining gave to Chen Yan.

This was the most profound lecture Chen Yan had ever received since entering the Dao, covering both the martial paths of Qi-Blood and Horizontal Refining.

As for the 【Body】, 【Blood】, and 【Power】 Saint-Breaking Fruits, they originated from Chen Yan consuming two bottles of medicinal liquid containing Qi-Blood and body-tempering energy.

The quantity was about the same as what Chen Yan had originally guessed, except for the 【Skill】 Saint-Breaking Fruits, which were not as many as Chen Yan had thought.