Chapter 725: Truly... Easier to Kill Than Pigs or Dogs

The firmament was boundless and gray, yet a great sun stood in the void, blooming with endless brilliance.

Chen Yan gripped Chen Lanqiu's face with one hand; under the shock of terrifying force, the latter's flesh and blood all disintegrated, and beneath that beautiful head was connected a string of blood-drenched skeleton.

"Too weak, too weak."

Chen Yan's eyes were filled with disappointment; the True Martial power around his body surged mightily, spreading boundlessly as if burning the heavens and boiling the seas.

"Compared to ancient divine beasts, humans of the same rank have no advantage whatsoever," he murmured, the disappointment in his eyes growing ever more intense.

"Chen Yan, I am, I am..."

With excruciating pain racking her body, Chen Lanqiu's expression was one of terror, her heart filled with boundless fear; looking at that True Martial power, which struck the blue sky like a surging tide, she had no will to fight.

Is this Chen Yan?

How did he do it?

Why is he so powerful?

To the side, Lu Zhiwei's face was deathly pale, the terror in her heart forcibly suppressed; ten thousand rays of silver moonlight hovered around her, and as she extended her palms, a series of Rule Martial Arts formed from the aura of life and death pressed toward Chen Yan.

However, in the very next instant.

A look of confusion appeared in Lu Zhiwei's eyes.

Unable to lock on, unable to execute.

The slender youth stood right there beside her, yet her Rule Martial Arts could not descend at all.

It was as if... that person did not exist at all.

She was suffocating, actually feeling the same sense of despair she only had when facing Lu Xunyang back then.

Fake, fake, fake!

Lu Zhiwei roared in her heart, her slender, fair jade hands reaching out, countless secret scripts gathering in her palms as she struck toward Chen Yan.

Hum!!!

Ten thousand magnificent and vast Sanskrit sounds resonated; behind Lu Zhiwei, a giant jade-light Bodhisattva statue emerged, the Bodhisattva's eyes filled with pity for all living beings, extending its right palm to strike down at Chen Yan.

Hum!!!

In an instant, the momentum was earth-shattering, the Buddha-light filling the sky.

Chen Lanqiu, held in Chen Yan's grip, saw this scene and instantly roared out:

"You want to kill me along with him!!!"

Lu Zhiwei, however, was tense, holding nothing back while executing this move.

Until the next instant.

She suddenly saw the youth glance over at her.

She froze on the spot, his gaze seemingly reflecting deep disappointment and...

Boredom.

Then.

The youth's fist suddenly smashed over.

Boom!

Black!

The entire world was rendered into endless pitch-black; this punch was thrown to the extreme, the void collapsing, vanishing, twisting.

That layered, pitch-black light flame finally condensed into a clear fist print.

With a squelch.

This fist print suddenly blasted through Lu Zhiwei's chest, striking the giant Bodhisattva statue.

The surging True Martial power instantly exploded inside the Bodhisattva statue, and the massive statue burst with billions of cracks in an instant.

Following the terrifying roar that resounded, it turned into ten thousand fragments of jade scattered across the sky.

This scene was thus brought into being, raw and stark.

"Cackle, cackle..."

Chen Lanqiu's eyes filled with intense confusion; she stared blankly at Chen Yan, her throat sounding as if stones were being crushed together, emitting a strange, laughing sound.

As if she had seen something most hilarious.

"Such a realistic illusion, not bad, not bad, truly a not-bad Rule Martial Art..."

She cackled, her expression instantly turning ferocious:

"Let me go, you beast... ahhhhhhh!!!"

Crack, crack, crack, crack!!!

Chen Yan's fingers sank into Chen Lanqiu's head; her skull began to crack, and after the bones wailed, they instantly shattered with a crunch.

That real, indescribable, excruciating pain struck in an instant.

Chen Lanqiu burst into endless, shrill screams.

"Spare me...!!!"

Squelch!

Blood exploded.

Chen Lanqiu, dead!

"Truly... easier to kill than pigs or dogs," Chen Yan murmured:

"Flaws, flaws, all flaws!"

He spoke with cold indifference, angry at their failure to live up to expectations:

"In the moment you hesitate, you produce at least a hundred flaws?

If you enjoy fear, why not read more horror novels in your spare time?"

"Must you be so terrified during a battle, wasting your own combat opportunities?"

He looked indifferently at Lu Zhiwei, who was terrified to the extreme:

"A bunch of trash who sit in high positions, understand nothing of combat, and only know how to consume the resources of the human race!

Even a mere Creation Realm like Chi Xue would provide me with a challenge a hundred times greater than you lot."

He erupted in anger:

"Fighting back and forth with a group of morons like you is simply an insult to my character!"

Despair, despair, despair!

Lu Zhiwei's chest was torn open, blood spurting out like a pillar, yet she stared at Chen Yan in utter shock.

She didn't even know how she should make a move, or how she could possibly injure the other party.

How is this possible?

What exactly has Chen Yan experienced, and what exactly has Chen Yan mastered?

She is, after all...

One of the Eight Elders of Luzhou!

Above the ground, the Master of True Intent, dressed in green, watched in astonishment.

"This martial path of yours... what is it called?"

"True Martial," Chen Yan said calmly.

"True Martial... I see shadows of Hard Refining and Blood Qi; is the True Martial path a fusion of these two martial paths?" The Master of True Intent murmured with narrowed eyes:

"How could they possibly be fused? Hard Refining and Blood Qi are two opposing martial paths."

Chen Yan smiled:

"Senior, have you ever considered what Hard Refining originates from?"

The Master of True Intent was silent:

"Hard Refining originates from Blood Qi."

"Exactly so; Blood Qi is the father of Hard Refining," Chen Yan said:

"Senior, do you understand now?"

The Master of True Intent was stunned; how could Chen Yan dare to say such a thing?

If the Master of Hard Refining heard this, wouldn't they be angered to death on the spot?

The Master of True Intent knew some ancient history and was aware of that person's personality and power.

"I understand a little now, Chen Yan... you may be a more extraordinary Master of the Martial Path than I!" The Master of True Intent looked at Chen Yan with burning eyes.

"Senior, you flatter me. The True Martial path should have appeared ten thousand years ago, and I have merely brought into the present what should have appeared ten thousand years ago," Chen Yan said.

"No, no, no!" The Master of True Intent sighed with great emotion:

"Your achievements are enough to look down upon any Master of the Martial Path!

If this True Martial path is passed down to the world, you could change the human race!"

His eyes were full of admiration, yet he let out a long sigh:

"Perhaps, just as you said, this True Martial path should have been born ten thousand years ago, but why?

Why does the human race always hate and suspect one another? Through ten thousand years of reincarnation, the human race has never changed, never using history as a mirror."

The two ignored Lu Zhiwei and discussed it just like that.

High in the sky, Lu Zhiwei's eyes were dizzy, and she was breathing heavily.

Her gaze wandered back and forth between Chen Yan and the Master of True Intent.

Finally, at one moment, her pupils shrank, and she stared fixedly at the Master of True Intent.

She had seen portraits, portraits of the person worshipped as a god by the Five Clans.

That was the Master of True Intent.

And the Master of True Intent was actually evaluating Chen Yan as also being a Master of the Martial Path.

Chen Yan's achievements would change the future.

Why, when the god belonging to her Five Clans was standing right there, did he not help them at all, but instead had already walked together with Chen Yan?

"Traitor!"

Lu Zhiwei hung her head and roared:

"Traitor!"

Her voice was cold to the extreme, filled with hatred to the extreme; her eyes were bleeding, and she glared ferociously at the Master of True Intent from behind the black cloth covering them.

"Traitor?"

The Master of True Intent's expression was cold:

"I fought for the human race my entire life and died in the cosmos without even a tombstone; what face do you have to call me a traitor?"

His eyes were full of disappointment:

"The Five Clans are not subjects of Great Xia, nor are the Five Clans enemies of Great Xia, not children of Great Xia, and certainly not friends of Great Xia.

The Five Clans are Great Xia, and Great Xia is the Five Clans.

It is the human race; do you understand?"

He stood with his hands behind his back and sighed deeply.

In his era, the human race was unified, not divided.

He could see that conspiracies were brewing in the dark.

"A change in cognition is not achieved in a day or a night; it takes hundreds or perhaps thousands of years of subtle influence to reach such a point.

Someone was already plotting for today thousands of years ago."

"Is it that Chen Yuan, or the scheme of the already awakened Ancient God Fanni, but the enemy is intelligent."

He looked at Chen Yan:

"Chen Yan, what you are about to face may be a disaster even more dangerous than that of ten thousand years ago."

He was somewhat worried; after all, he had long since died, and now he was merely a broken consciousness residing within the Shattered Inverse Nine Swords.

He could not change anything.

"Senior is quite sentimental," Chen Yan teased.

"It is not sentimentality; it is that I have already seen the changing of the winds and clouds," the Master of True Intent shook his head slightly.

"Actually, it is still sentimentality," Chen Yan said calmly.

"Hmm..." the Master of True Intent looked at Chen Yan.

Yet he saw that the young man's eyes were overflowing with endless cold light.

In an instant, Lu Zhiwei felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, her body unable to stop retreating.

"As long as I am strong enough, even if there are hundreds of millions of enemies in the universe, upon seeing my face, they shall stain the galaxy with blood!"

The young man dressed in a black shirt finished speaking, and he extended a palm toward Lu Zhiwei.

In an instant, Lu Zhiwei's body stiffened, as if she saw a magnificent world pressing down upon her.

Those palm prints were like mountains and rivers, the knuckles like abysses, reaching to the ends of the heavens, instantly intending to suppress everything about her.

She retreated with a deathly pale face; just moments ago, the Master of True Intent had evaluated that Chen Yan might be a Master of Martial Dao.

She had ten thousand questions in her heart, but at this moment, she was also exceptionally terrified, thinking that she might truly be fighting against a Master of Martial Dao.

If that were the case, how could she win?

She could not win.

That was a Master of Martial Dao.

A Master of Martial Dao!

A Master of Martial Dao!

Countless echoes of "Master of Martial Dao" exploded in her heart, almost causing her to faint from terror.

All of her arrogance and self-confidence had become a joke at this moment.

"No...!!!"

A shrill scream rang out.

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"A group of insects merely lingering on their last breaths, yet they have wasted so much of my time."

Chen He stepped among the vegetation, showing his disgust without any attempt to hide it.

He walked quietly, passing by Lu Jianxia's side, his narrow eyes looking calmly into a cave not far away.

There, Chen Yan and the others were still deliberating.

"Yu Ming, Yu Cheng, the battery array you designed is ready, right?"

"Yes, fifteen units have already been assembled; even if Chen He arrives, he is destined to suffer a great loss, it is just a pity that Yu Qing is no longer here..."

"Xia Long, Wu Song, Hong Mi, you three each lead a squad to distract Lu Zhiwei and Chen Lanqiu."

"Once we deal with Lu Zhiwei and Chen Lanqiu, we will all strike at Chen He together."

Inside the cave, the sound of the discussion was heard with extreme clarity by Chen He.

Chen He's face was filled with indifference.

"Is this the Chen Yan you pinned your hopes on, is this the reason you chose to betray the Five Clans?"

His voice was filled with disgust and disdain:

"How could you be so stupid."

Behind him, Lu Jianxia's body trembled as she struggled to support her body with extreme difficulty.