Chapter 704: This World, Is It Heavy?

Space was as if frozen, the short-browed girl's body fixed in the void.

Lu Xunyang arrived, and the endless space disintegrated beneath his feet.

His tattered white robes snapped in the wind, and the golden-red flames at his severed arm burned away the overflowing malice, as if even time and space trembled under his aura.

He looked at Chen Yan in surprise, admiration erupting in his eyes:

"Is this your method to break the deadlock?"

Chen Yan's aura was withered; had the half of the Ancient God aura not already been forcibly suppressed by his domain of will, it would have become incomparably weak as well.

As he was now, he would have long since died.

He stood tall above the Vault of Heaven, looking down at the vast earth.

"A certain memory of mine was erased by someone, and everything about me was calculated, but the method to break the deadlock always exists."

Chen Yan spoke calmly, looking toward a certain place in the sky.

Chen Changyuan's body had already exploded, but where it vanished, there was a mass of pitch-black matter that absorbed all light.

Viscous, ugly, evil, and indescribable.

That was the other half of the Ancient God aura.

It had already been suppressed by Chen Yan earlier, and like a surviving infant, it kept emitting distorted wails.

"Hahahaha!!!"

Within the black pillar of light, a middle-aged man laughed wildly, his body beginning to dissipate.

His name was Shen Yong, and he had long ago signed a Life Seal with Chen Changyuan.

He had snuck over, disguised his face, and fought a battle of life and death.

With Chen Changyuan dead, he would naturally die as well.

Everyone watched him, watching his body gradually turn into dust and scatter.

Sorrow surfaced in their eyes.

Now, the battle was won.

Yet someone had to die because of the victory.

Chen Yan watched quietly; according to his attainments in arrays, he was unable to undo the Life Seal.

"Heavenly God General!!!"

With a smile on his face, Shen Yong bowed deeply as his body continued to be destroyed:

"Your ideal of reversing the human world and eradicating the malice of the world will never perish!"

He laughed aloud, stretched out his arms, and embraced the entire world.

"With the task accomplished today, I, Shen Yong, have already attained..."

He died completely.

Between heaven and earth, a voice still echoed.

"Immortality!"

Xia Long and the others were moved; a woman named Lu Jingqiu was already sobbing uncontrollably.

Chen Yan watched this scene silently.

He had already done his utmost to protect them, yet people still had to die.

If he had lifted the restrictions on Xia Long and the others from the beginning, even more people would have died.

Could he have lifted them?

He could, of course, have lifted them.

He could even shatter the Chunzhen Yangjie.

Chen Yan was silent; he simply did not wish for things like what happened to Qi Fan to occur again.

He had already done his best.

He should have already done his best.

Was he still not strong enough?

Was he still lacking by a great margin?

Before the battle began, Chen Yan suddenly realized he had been calculated against.

A certain memory of his had been erased.

The enemy's goal was not himself, but Chen Changyuan—or to be precise, the life-and-death aura within Chen Changyuan.

He was a chess piece, but if a chess piece wishes to break the game, there are two directions.

One is to transform one's own importance on the chessboard, so Chen Yan used the calculation of the Lord of Will from outside the game to transfer the Ancient God aura within Chen Changyuan into his own body.

But this method could be considered both a success and a failure.

Because in the end, only half of the Ancient God aura fell into Chen Yan's body.

As for the second, it was to directly lure in an existence from outside the game.

This existence had to be powerful enough to resist the attacks of the life-and-death aura and to reverse all of this.

That could only be Lu Xunyang.

When Lu Wuyi self-destructed, the world was pierced through, and after Lu Xunyang almost descended, Chen Yan understood.

The second method was feasible.

But Lu Wuyi was too weak; even his self-destruction could not tear the opening of the Chunzhen Yangjie any wider.

Lu Wuyi could not do it, but Chen Yan could.

All of Chen Yan's power of will was poured into Chen Changyuan's body, not only devouring Chen Changyuan's malice and Ancient God aura.

It also condensed within Chen Changyuan's body a 【Void-Breaking Sacred Primordial Condensation】 containing terrifying power of will and life-and-death aura.

This was a strike condensed by Chen Yan at the cost of half his own power.

If this strike failed, then Chen Yan would fail completely.

Fortunately, it succeeded.

The Pure True Yang Realm was burst open from the inside out, and Lu Xunyang descended.

This battle was never a fight between Chen Yan and Chen Changyuan.

It was a mutual scheme between Chen Yan and the Shi Meng Mo.

Chen Changyuan was the one who had been schemed against the most severely.

It was not just Chen Yan and the Shi Meng Mo scheming against each other; the residual consciousness of the Master of True Intent within the Inverse Nine Swords, and even Lu Wuyi who had self-detonated prematurely, were all scheming against one another.

Schemed against from all four sides, Chen Changyuan was bound to die.

At the same time.

Within the world of the four directions, Xia Long, Wu Song, Zhang Chao, and the others were already completely dumbfounded as they watched Chen Yan.

They had not expected what had just happened at all.

Only now did they realize that Chen Yan's goal was far higher than they had imagined.

It turned out that Chen Yan had long since realized there was a more powerful enemy and had already prepared countermeasures behind the scenes.

This was soul-shaking.

The short-browed girl Wu stood stiffly in the void, slowly opening her mouth.

"Who erased your memory?"

Suddenly, Yu's furious voice resounded from the broken pieces of flesh-intestines:

"Who erased your memory?"

He shrieked:

"Wu, you acted on your own initiative and erased his memory, causing him to notice it.

I had already said that he possesses the aura of life and death and is too special; do not use Rule Martial Arts on him.

I had said it long ago!

My plan was not wrong; everything is your fault!

Who told you to take it upon yourself to erase his memory!!!"

Yu quickly realized.

He had not made the decision to erase Chen Yan's memory, but besides Yu, who else existed who could erase others' memories?

"It was all you, it was all you!!!" Yu roared:

"You ruined everything!!!"

Wu's face turned deathly pale:

"I didn't, I never made a move, I never erased his memory!!!"

She hurriedly retracted her outstretched hands:

"I really didn't, Venerable Shi Meng Mo, Yu, I didn't...!"

Her face was as pale as paper, her eyes wide with terror, her eyelashes trembling violently, and her lips shaking incessantly.

Chen Yan watched quietly, his indifferent gaze finally changing.

He could perceive others' emotions; how could he not see that what Wu said was true?

Was it not the other party who extracted a certain memory of his?

Who was it?

Chen Yan's expression instantly turned solemn, and he looked around.

Who was it?

Who else was scheming against him?

He had miscalculated a certain existence.

There was a more hidden existence still scheming against him.

Who was it?

High above, Lu Xunyang's expression changed; he saw the meaning expressed by Chen Yan's current look.

Someone else was scheming.

Who was it?

At this moment, even Lu Xunyang's heart sank.

Hum!!!

His eyes suddenly widened like a wrathful Vajra, and one hand pressed down toward the earth:

"Extinguish!"

The word fell like a decree of Heaven's Law.

Boom!!!

The invisible pressure was like a primordial divine mountain crushing down; Wu's limbs instantly twisted and burst, blood and shattered bones splattering and dispersing into pitch-black blood.

"No!!!!"

Yu, who had turned into flesh-intestines, shrieked, but was rapidly dissipating.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

The pitch-black pillars of light suppressing the Creation Realm martial artists dissipated, and the Shi Meng Mo's rules were instantly dispelled.

"Who else is in the shadows?"

Lu Xunyang stared at the world of the four directions, standing amidst the blood, his gaze like a blade.

His gaze suddenly cast toward that mass of indescribable Ancient God aura.

"Chen Yan..."

"Chen Yan..."

"Chen Yan..."

Manic ravings rang out from within it, and indescribable evil thoughts grew inside.

Lu Xunyang abandoned the idea of eradicating this strand of Ancient God aura.

In fact, he was currently being heavily suppressed and could not perform such a risky maneuver.

With a wave of his single arm, his golden-red power of will transformed into thousands of chains, crazily spreading out toward the entire world, attempting to seize control of this realm.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

Countless terrifying explosions resounded.

Endless auras of life and death were devoured and destroyed within the void.

Screech!!!

An ancient, low cry rang out throughout the entire world.

The bodies of Chen Yan and the others began to turn illusory; Lu Xunyang was severing the connection between their true selves and their current bodies.

"The Creation Realm of the Pure True Yang World."

Lu Xunyang looked at Wu Song and the others:

"You cannot leave directly; follow me into battle and annihilate the Shi Meng Mo!"

Wu Song, Hong Mi, and the others looked at each other in dismay.

"But there are still ordinary living people in this world; what should be done about them?" Wu Song asked with difficulty.

"Ordinary living people?" Lu Xunyang's expression turned silent:

"In this world, there are no longer any ordinary living people."

His eyes saw through the world.

Compassion flashed in his gaze, but as he spoke quietly, an unspeakable hatred and fury brewed in the depths of his heart.

Above the vast, shattered earth, there were charred corpses everywhere, and silent wails everywhere.

In a single battle, Chen Changyuan slaughtered ten million living beings of the Pure True Yang World.

Dead, dead, everything was dead.

Under the terrifying slaughter of the Blood-Drawing Array, even ten million people were completely devoured like insects and ants.

Chen Yan stood on high ground, looking down at the devastated earth, his eyes deep and heavy.

His jaw was tight, and a chill condensed between his brows.

The native Creation Realm experts of the Pure True Yang World stood frozen one by one, their eyes turning hollow.

"Fake, hahaha."

"How is that possible? Blood Town and Henggu Town have over ten million people in total."

"Chen Changyuan is a beast, but even a beast shouldn't be like this; you must have seen wrong."

They began to laugh, their faces growing paler and paler, their bodies starting to tremble.

Wu Song was dazed; he slowly opened his mouth:

"Ha...!"

He seemed unable to catch his breath; something dry, nauseating, and unacceptable was stuck in his throat.

His eyes began to tremble, turning scarlet, until a certain moment:

"Ahhhhhhh!!!"

His eyes turned scarlet, and his whole body was as if struck by lightning, as if his soul had been ripped away.

He opened his mouth wide, looking at Chen Yan, looking at Lu Xunyang, his head turning constantly, his hands clutching his face, scratching bloody marks into his own skin.

"Ten million..."

"Ten million!!!"

"What kind of person could devour ten million living people? What kind of beast is he to dare this, how could he dare to do this!!!"

With a boom.

Wu Song erupted like a crazed blood beast, charging toward that mass of Ancient God aura.

He wanted to commit suicide, like a moth to a flame.

Everything he had had vanished, just a moment ago.

Hum!!!

Waves of power overflowed from Lu Xunyang's body, causing the space around Wu Song to solidify.

And it was at this moment.

Lu Xunyang's body shook slightly, and an infant with scarlet eyes suddenly appeared on his shoulder.

This infant appeared just like that, abruptly.

"Underworld Nightmare Tapir."

Lu Xunyang looked indifferently at his shoulder, meeting that pair of scarlet eyes:

"You have come out."

In an instant, everyone, including Chen Yan, felt as if their bodies were being gripped by countless cold, bloody hands, their frames becoming heavy to the extreme.

Infinite malice, like a giant hand suppressing the world, instantly forced their consciousnesses—which were about to withdraw from this world—to return.

The world shook, and the heavens and earth hummed.

Ink-black color emerged, occupying everything.

"Nether Nightmare Beast!"

Xia Long let out a low roar:

"It has appeared!"

Chen Yan's body felt heavy, his head dizzy; at this moment, he finally began to lose his strength.

Lu Xunyang's expression turned icy, and endless power of rules surged toward him to bind him.

It was not just the Nether Nightmare Beast; everything in this world was forcing him out, refusing to let him enter.

His body began to decay, his hair began to turn gray, and a single eye flickering with golden light began to wither visibly to the naked eye.

Waves of power that corroded everything spilled out from the Nether Nightmare Beast upon his shoulder.

Chen Yan's vision grew murky, and vaguely, he saw a massive existence bathed in chaos and malice, as if gazing at him from across the chaos.

"Failed..."

Someone wailed:

"Not only the Shi Meng Mo, but also the Nether Nightmare Beast..."

Lu Xunyang's body began to fall apart, instantly becoming decrepit and old.

"Forcing me to this extent, if you continue, you will surely die." Lu Xunyang spoke indifferently:

"Do you want to die?"

Even he had not expected that the Nether Nightmare Beast, which had always been within the Blood Sun Embryo and in the gestation stage, would directly halt its own gestation just to stop him from taking Chen Yan and the others away.

If this continued, the Nether Nightmare Beast would certainly die.

It was destined to be slain by his own hand.

But today, he could not withstand the opponent.

He reached out his hand, his flesh and blood vanishing to reveal bare bone, as he squeezed out all the life-and-death Qi and power of will within his body.

"Failed..."

Someone spoke in a low voice, bowing their head.

"Having reached this step, is it still impossible to succeed?"

Ke Qingxuan's body fell from high in the sky:

"Divine General Xunyang, take Chen Yan away!"

She spoke in a near-begging tone:

"Take him away; if Chen Yan does not perish, the world will not be extinguished!"

Her voice was miserable, and her body began to tremble violently.

"Take Chen Yan away!" Xia Long roared:

"Take the Heavenly Divine General away!"

Lu Xunyang, already like rotting wood, looked at Chen Yan and slowly reached out his hand at this moment.

"Chen Yan of Qinzhou."

Lu Xunyang suddenly smiled; he looked far into the distance, where the will-divine-body of Shen Yiwei was bowing from afar.

Endless complexity flashed within Lu Xunyang's eyes, finally turning cold again as he spoke to Chen Yan:

"Is this world heavy or not?"