Chapter 709: I am the Saint of the Human Race; who can oppose me, and who dares to oppose me?

Chen Yan's expression changed slightly; this was indeed a good method.

He had already created a martial art of the Will Path before, so creating another was not difficult at all.

Moreover, the Will Path is extremely unique when it comes to combat.

It is a power that directly suppresses the opponent's will and suppresses others' cognition.

Therefore, Will martial artists are extremely important on the battlefield, and many of the Great Xia's plans are even built with one or several Will martial artists as the center.

Even in Tier 6 combat, one must worry about the other side having a Will martial artist.

Once one's own will is suppressed, even for an instant, what remains for them is death.

In zones like the battlefield where life and death are witnessed in seconds, the Will Path is especially important.

Unique, and powerful.

But apart from Chen Yan, no other Will Path martial arts had appeared in the human world.

Even though there are now tens of thousands of Will martial artists, truly no one knows how to use the Will Path.

If they are this formidable without knowing how to use it, wouldn't it shock the whole world if they did?

"I need to create a Will Path martial art that is useful but not difficult, so that people can learn it within a short time.

Then, by applying it, let the people of the world see it and help the Lord of Will gain fame."

Chen Yan whispered in his heart.

"Time, time, it is always time!"

Chen Yan's expression tightened; he transmitted his consciousness and summoned Ke Qingxuan.

"Chen Yan, you called for me." Ke Qingxuan walked into the cave, her gaze looking at Chen Yan with softness.

"My consciousness must return for a period of time. During this period, my body will be protected by you. Once the Shi Meng Mo locks onto us, you must take this body and flee."

Chen Yan said.

Ke Qingxuan's eyes flickered slightly; she gazed at Chen Yan:

"You really can leave on your own."

She spoke with a tone of resentment, her gaze fixed on Chen Yan.

She had wanted to ask this for a long time.

Why Chen Yu could suddenly disappear when she appeared in the town school.

Why she could suddenly arrive after disappearing.

This was enough to prove that Chen Yan had a way to leave.

But the other party had never left, always remaining on the edge of life and death.

"Why must you carry so much pressure on your own shoulders?"

As she spoke, she slowly shook her head again.

It was precisely this kind of Chen Yan that made her feel awe.

Moreover, apart from Chen Yan, no one else could reach such a point.

"Rest assured." Ke Qingxuan said, and after a moment's pause:

"Lu Jianxia and Shen Yiwei have returned. Lu Jianxia... she wants to see you."

Chen Yan shook his head slightly:

"Our only enemy is not the Shi Meng Mo, but time."

After speaking, the aura of life and death flickered around Chen Yan, and his consciousness returned to his true body.

Inside the Magnetic Storm Thunder Prison, Chen Yan's thoughts flashed.

The Enlightenment Myriad Image Map appeared before him.

One day in the outside world, sixty days within it.

Following that, Chen Yan's consciousness entered the Enlightenment Myriad Image Map.

Refreshing air rushed over; this place had beautiful mountains and clear waters, a great human world.

The Pure True Yang Realm always had a sense of oppression spreading from the depths of the earth.

Yet within the Enlightenment Myriad Image Map, everything was peaceful and quiet.

Even under such critical circumstances, Chen Yan still found a moment of calm.

He calculated the time silently.

Then, he sat down cross-legged.

The power of will began to draw endless profound martial art Dao essence in the void like ink.

Today, Chen Yan's accumulation is terrifyingly deep.

"Will is the power in the depths of the human heart; the Will Path merely concretizes this power that already exists."

Chen Yan murmured, the power of will gradually condensing, changing, and presenting itself as an illusory figure.

This figure became increasingly divine, as if stepping on the long river of time, a pair of eyes sufficient to look down upon the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

A will pressure as deep as an abyss and as heavy as a mountain manifested from its body.

"This is the Will martial art I want to create: Saint's Arrival!"

Chen Yan smiled faintly:

"All Will martial artists in the world can perform the Saint's Arrival technique to obtain the manifestation of the Lord of Will.

When the manifestation arrives, it will emit endless will pressure to crush others' consciousness."

Chen Yan continued to cast the spell, establishing energy circuits within this manifestation of the Lord of Will.

Will martial artists themselves can already exert will pressure to suppress enemies.

If a manifestation of the Lord of Will only produced the same effect, what would be the point of creating this manifestation?

Chen Yan wanted to create over a hundred circuits within the Dharma Image to strengthen the pressure of his will.

Each circuit would act like a magnifying glass, amplifying the pressure of the will power exerted by a Will Martial Artist by a fraction.

With hundreds of layers of circuits stacked together, it would be enough to amplify the will pressure exerted by a Will Martial Artist by dozens of times or more.

This was enough to be terrifying.

After all, even being in the Creation Realm did not mean that their will was necessarily strong.

Many in the Creation Realm were born into wealthy families, naturally possessing excellent bloodlines and physical foundations.

They might not need will at all to become Creation Realm experts.

Such Creation Realm experts could be killed by Chen Yan in a single breath, but on the battlefield, they could still erupt with terrifying power and turn the tide of the battle.

And this type of Creation Realm expert was precisely the most common among the Five Clans.

The Five Clans were inherently superior to the Great Xia, with abundant resources, and many Creation Realm experts were cultivated in this way.

If such a Creation Realm expert encountered another ordinary Creation Realm expert, plus a Will Martial Artist who could cast 【Saintly Descent】, what then?

That would simply be courting death; they wouldn't be able to fight back at all.

Your will is already weak, and being struck by 【Saintly Descent】 would cause even your cognition to be completely altered.

In short, the level of your will energy would be directly suppressed, lowered from an already low level to an even lower one.

In a worse case, you would become directly depressed, losing the desire to live.

Fortunately, in the field of Will Martial Arts, Chen Yan was the first, and no one was competing with Chen Yan for his livelihood yet.

Chen Yan did not need to create a very powerful Will Martial Art.

Ten days later, Chen Yan finished creating 【Saintly Descent】.

It was ten days inside the Enlightenment Myriad Image Map, but in the outside world, it was only about four hours.

Chen Yan's consciousness left the Enlightenment Myriad Image Map.

He closed his eyes.

At the same time.

The border of Yun Province.

Dense firelight covered the heavens and earth like a woven net, and countless figures wearing battle armor shuttled through the void, like streams of light woven from steel.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!!!

Countless roars resounded from above the void.

On the ruined Great Enemy, three towering mechs stepped over the wreckage, the heavy artillery on their massive arms continuously spraying lasers, shattering mountains and rivers.

"Kill!!!"

"Kill all these sons of bitches!!!"

Sounds of shouting and killing rose up on the desolate, shattered land.

On the collapsed buildings and houses, broken billboards still hung, and in the sunken corners, a corpse would occasionally lie quietly.

Chen Min stood bare-chested on the blood-soaked earth, covered in bloody gashes.

He looked at the fallen comrades beside him, his gaze sorrowful.

"Chen Min, come back!" someone roared from behind:

"You can't hold on, come back."

Chen Min glanced at the comrades behind him and continued to hold his long sword, charging forward.

"Retreat, retreat to where?"

Chen Min spat out a mouthful of blood foam:

"Retreat from Yun Province, there is Tui Province; retreat from Tui Province, there is Tie Province; keep retreating, keep retreating...

I will not retreat!"

He grinned hideously, the will power in his body already exhausted.

He possessed the Immortal Will, which also meant that he needed to do only more.

In battle after battle, thousands of dying comrades survived under the healing of his Immortal Will.

But the next day, these comrades would die again.

The Five Clans were man-eaters.

The massive towering mechs were like meat grinders; wherever they passed, even the corpses on the ground would be ground into powder.

This was the core technology of Chen Province.

It was said that the technology of Yu Province was even more powerful; it hadn't been brought out yet, but once it was, the Great Xia would not be able to stop it at all.

Rather than saving people, it was better to kill the enemy.

If all the enemies were killed, completely pulverized, and chopped into meat paste, then no one would die again.

Chen Min looked up at the firmament:

"I, Chen Min, have long since seen the world; can the world favor me?"

"Great Xia bug!!!"

A hideous laugh resounded, like a fighter jet roaring across the land, as a Five Clans Creation Realm expert attacked, reaching out with one hand to directly crush Chen Min's head.

Chen Min hung his head, blood still dripping from his chin.

"Chen Min!!!"

Behind him, someone roared, seeing that Chen Min was indeed at his limit.

Just at this moment.

Chen Min suddenly raised his head, revealing a bloodthirsty smile, and slashed out with his sword, the Triple Sword Realm exploding.

"Trash!"

That Five Clans Creation Realm expert gave a disdainful snort, threw a punch, and directly swept away the sword domain.

Chen Min thrust out with his sword, but the man shifted his body, and a powerful repulsive force exploded from within him, knocking the longsword in Chen Min's hand away.

"Chen Min, you're the one who killed my brother!" the Creation Realm expert sneered:

"Today, I will... Aaaaaahhhhh!!!"

That Creation Realm expert suddenly let out a miserable shriek.

His own shoulder had been suddenly bitten into by Chen Min.

Chen Min held onto his opponent, his bloody mouth tearing away bite after bite, until he had bitten the man's neck clean through.

That Creation Realm expert collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He had actually been bitten to death alive by someone.

Chen Min, his entire body drained of strength, crawled up from the Creation Realm expert's corpse and spat out the flesh and blood in his mouth:

"Since your bond is so deep, I'll send you two brothers to reunite."

He spoke silently, his body swaying, and after glancing at his comrade behind him who had his mouth agape, he snapped his fingers:

"Lure successful, job done, let's go back and eat braised pork."

He licked his lips and walked unsteadily toward his teammate.

It was also at this moment.

Chen Min's body suddenly froze, and within his world of consciousness, a figure suddenly appeared.

Majestic, extremely majestic.

That figure stood with his back to all living beings, standing in the boundless universe, his body wreathed in endless Dao laws.

Endless profound martial arts flowed and evolved upon him, as if they could be traced all the way back to the origin of the world, and traced into the depths of the endless future.

"This technique is named Saintly Descent!"

A grand voice resounded within Chen Min's mind.

The process of the evolution of layer upon layer of will-based martial arts emerged within his world of consciousness, bestowed upon him as if being poured in.

At the same time.

"Chen Min, you really are a..." the teammate shook his head with a bitter smile, but he was also incredibly moved.

Another Creation Realm expert killed.

This Chen Min is a real son of a bitch, he's too good at killing.

He didn't even have any strength left, yet he managed to take down another one.

"I don't even know how many people in the Five Clans want to kill you; you do have an Immortal Will after all..." the teammate said, then suddenly widened his eyes.

For he saw.

Hum hum hum!!!

Within the four directions of heaven and earth, three figures suddenly appeared, each staring coldly at Chen Min.

"Damned thing, we said it was a coordinated operation, yet you came here to die alone just for revenge."

"Forget it, he's just an idiot from Chen Province; he saw his former collateral branch and got Chen-phobia, unable to move."

"The three of us are enough to annihilate Chen Min; killing an owner of an Immortal Will is comparable to killing a peak Creation Realm expert, or even an Eighth Rank!!!"

A cold voice rang out, and the three Creation Realm experts looked down at Chen Min just like that.

"Chen Min, run!!!"

The teammate suddenly roared, filled with immense terror.

But at this moment, Chen Min's body was stiff and motionless.

"Chen Min!!!"

The teammate was still roaring.

The three Five Clans Creation Realm experts also revealed looks of astonishment.

"Forget it, he's probably exhausted; I'll just kill him." A Five Clans Creation Realm expert spoke coldly and went directly to kill Chen Min.

It was also at this moment.

Hum!!!

A terrifying golden-red will suddenly erupted from Chen Min's body, rolling and spreading.

The golden light diffused, transforming into a majestic figure.

That figure stood there, scanning the heavens and earth, looking down upon the world.

Endless pressure of will suddenly descended.

"Aaaaaah!!!" The Creation Realm expert who was attacking Chen Min suddenly shrieked, his body unable to even stand.

"What is this!"

"Lord of Will, a Lord of Will!!!"

The other two Creation Realm experts watched in even greater shock; the suppression coming from above the level of will made their bodies begin to tremble.

It was also at this moment.

Hum!

Hum!

Hum!!!

Across the entire Yun Province battlefield, one will-martial artist after another suddenly underwent a change.

One after another, either illusory or solid Dharma forms of Lords of Will suddenly descended, looking down upon the human world and suppressing the battlefield.

High above in the sky.

At the location of the Blood Sword Saint, golden-red light of will suddenly erupted from the Blood Sword Saint's body.

A towering, powerful figure standing between heaven and earth appeared within everyone's line of sight.

Every strand of his hair was crystalline and translucent, intertwined with supreme Dao laws and principles; that grand will and pressure radiated from his body, suppressing the entire Cloud Province.

In an instant.

Everyone looked in all directions, looking at those manifestations of the Lords of Will that had condensed and appeared, their mouths agape in endless shock.

Only that brilliant, majestic voice resounded outward.

"This technique is named Saintly Descent.

I am the Saint of the human race; who can defy me, and who dares to defy me?"

On this day.

The Lords of Will descended once more!