Chapter 792: The Incomplete Breakthrough

After the great army entered the abyss, he did indeed go to ask Li Zhiyi for it.

But Li Zhiyi refused; Chen Min did not have a good temper and moved to attack directly, but Li Zhiyi held the Blood Brand, which made it impossible for him to get close.

This was also the reason why Mu Zigui and Xi Congyun did not side with Chen Min at the very beginning.

Anyone could see that Li Zhiyi of the Punitive Battalion held the Blood Brand, and his strength was already comparable to the Creation Realm.

How strange!

But everyone attributed the strangeness to the Blood Brand.

After all, it was the fifth-ranked divine artifact in the world.

The two words "divine artifact" were weight enough, and adding "fifth in the world" made its value truly immense.

The Blood Brand truly cut through everything.

"What do you want?" Jidao Wu asked.

"I am going to seize the Blood Brand; you three just need to hold the line for me," Chen Min said.

"You want to fight among ourselves?" Jidao Wu narrowed his eyes.

"Fight among ourselves?" Chen Min sneered:

"This brat not giving me the Blood Brand is the real infighting; you all saw it, the Five Clans also don't want me to get the Blood Brand.

If I obtain the Blood Brand, our counter-trend will be enough to turn the tide!"

Jidao Wu said indifferently:

"You all underestimate Li Zhiyi."

Jidao Wu took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff:

"The Blood Brand was seized by Li Zhiyi from the hands of Ji Tianhe; at that time, Ji Tianhe was holding the Blood Brand, while Li Zhiyi was only a Will Martial Artist.

Have you never wondered why he was able to do that?"

Jidao Wu had never underestimated Li Zhiyi.

Although he agreed with Chen Min's words in his heart, he felt that it was a mistake for everyone to attribute Li Zhiyi's power solely to the Blood Brand.

"Will Martial Artist..." Chen Min laughed, his smile cruel, yet golden-red light appeared in his eyes.

Who in the world did not know that he, Chen Min, was an extraordinary Will Martial Artist?

Li Zhiyi's Will martial arts were certainly unique, but was his own Undying and Indestructible nature not powerful?

After his body was severed, it took only half a day for his physical form to restore itself; he was an absolute standout even among Will Martial Artists of the Standing Realm.

Chen Min stood up and looked at Jidao Wu indifferently:

"Since you won't help, then don't stop me. Forgive my bluntness, but among you group of Second-Tier General Stars, no one is a match for me except Jiang Yuan."

His words not only insulted Jidao Wu but also insulted Mu Zigui and Xi Congyun.

But at this moment, Xi Congyun and Mu Zigui stood up in unison and followed behind Chen Min.

Xi Congyun looked at Jidao Wu:

"This is a strategy to save the army; I hope you can understand."

Jidao Wu frowned; he wanted to say something, but he remained silent.

In normal times, since the Blood Brand was seized by Li Zhiyi, it belonged to Li Zhiyi.

But now...

Jidao Wu truly could not see a way out for these twenty thousand soldiers.

He might value Li Zhiyi's worth, but he also knew that the Five Clans dared not let the Blood Brand fall to Chen Min, so there must be a reason.

If Chen Min obtained the Blood Brand, he would certainly be more powerful than Li Zhiyi.

Meanwhile.

Inside another cave.

Hum!!!!

The sound of weapons humming resonated throughout.

Li Zhiyi, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes; in front of him, the Blood Brand, which had been quietly hovering in mid-air, suddenly trembled.

It was as if it were using all its strength to try and escape Li Zhiyi's control.

"Wicked creature!"

Li Zhiyi shouted coldly, and a terrifying force of will pressed down instantly; the Blood Brand stopped struggling.

The Blood Brand naturally wanted to escape.

Because during this time, Li Zhiyi had already completely forged a replica of the Blood Brand using his force of will.

Such a monstrous feat was something the Blood Brand had never seen before.

Moreover, inside the blade of the Blood Brand, there were strands of force of will that Li Zhiyi had forcibly implanted.

These forces of will suppressed every core of the Blood Brand.

It could be said that if Li Zhiyi had the mind to, he could completely destroy the Blood Brand by relying on these forces of will.

This was no Blood Gu; this was a villain.

Now that it sensed another Blood Gu approaching, the Blood Brand naturally wanted to flee.

Li Zhiyi's eyes were indifferent, but the next moment he frowned:

"I keep feeling like something is drifting away from me..."

He opened his mouth, stood up, and some familiar yet strange emotion lingered in his heart.

"Better to be a shattered jade than an intact tile..."

He raised his head, as if he felt an infinitely vast and grand aspiration.

The things that belonged to him were gradually returning.

During this period, Li Zhiyi's 【Will Bestowed Upon My Body】 was strengthened once again.

From the beginning, it could only amplify Li Zhiyi's physical body to the Sixth Order, but now it could amplify Li Zhiyi to the Creation Realm.

This was a speed of advancement in realm that had never been seen before.

Many concepts and true meanings regarding the Path of Will seemed as if they had already been rooted deep within Li Zhiyi's soul.

Li Zhiyi did not need to dig for them at all; these true meanings would emerge naturally and become his power.

And Li Zhiyi's realm in the Path of Will had also reached the Third Realm of the Path of Will.

Breaking Realm.

The Second Realm of the Path of Will, Establishing Realm, was to create a Divine Body of Will and achieve an Immortal Will.

To advance to the Third Realm, Breaking Realm, one needed to transform the Divine Body of Will into a Domain of Will.

Breaking Realm, to break all laws.

"But, it's strange..." Li Zhiyi murmured:

"Although I have an Immortal Will, I do not have a Divine Body of Will. Even if I have reached the Breaking Realm, because I lack a Divine Body of Will, I have no way to evolve it into a Domain of Will through a Divine Body of Will..."

He furrowed his brows:

"Why do I not have a Domain of Will?"

"Moreover, I do not feel that the Breaking Realm is the perfect Third Realm of the Path of Will."

Li Zhiyi revealed a look of contemplation.

His entry into the Breaking Realm was merely a matter of course; it could be said that even if an average Eighth Order expert dealt with him, they would be unable to lock onto him using Rule Martial Arts.

But this was only an ordinary Eighth Order expert; if it were a Peak Eighth Order expert, such as Lu Xunyang or Xia Hanzhou.

If they wanted to use their own Rule Martial Arts to deal with Li Zhiyi, they certainly could.

That meant that the Third Realm of the Path of Will, the Breaking Realm, was not complete.

Li Zhiyi pondered, and suddenly understood:

"The Path of Will is not complete; perhaps there is no Fourth Realm at all, and even the Third Realm is flawed."

"The true Breaking Realm is that no matter who uses Rule Martial Arts against me, it is useless!"

Li Zhiyi's eyes shone brightly, and suddenly having an epiphany, he looked at the Blood Brand in his hand.

Hum!

The Blood Brand suddenly trembled, sensing an endless chill.

The next moment, Li Zhiyi smiled.

The Blood Brand, which could sever all things, was sharp to the extreme and could even sever rules, with endless strengthening.

Since the Breaking Realm is incomplete, then why not perfect the Breaking Realm using the method of the Blood Brand?

The current Blood Brand certainly could not sever rules, but if the Blood Brand accumulated enough killing intent and then emerged into the world.

Wouldn't it be able to sever rules then?

Joy surfaced in Li Zhiyi's heart, and he had long since prepared to devour the Blood Brand.

The day the Blood Brand emerged into the world would be the time he completely devoured the Blood Brand and mastered all its mysteries!

Let the wonder of the Blood Brand become the final piece of the map for the Breaking Realm.

It was also at this moment.

Li Zhiyi's expression turned cold; he sensed Chen Min's arrival.

Li Zhiyi did not tell Chen Min about the problem with the Blood Brand because the power of the Eighth Order was unimaginably great.

It was simply impossible for a mere abyss to escape the perception of an Eighth Order expert.

He now dared not leak his plan to devour the Blood Brand to the outside world at all.

If the Five Clans knew, he would not be able to live until now.

The current Five Clans still expected him to honestly act as a Blood Gu; before the Blood Brand emerged into the world, it was impossible for them to let him die.

Although he understood Chen Min, he felt irritable.

Especially since Chen Min's desire to seize the Blood Brand was now known to everyone.

Li Zhiyi's eyes were cold, and the Blood Brand in his hand was already prepared; as soon as Chen Min appeared, he would strike with his blade.

"Get lost!"

"Commander of the Punitive Battalion, do you think you have the qualifications to stop me?"

Outside, Chen Min's angry rebuke had already sounded.

"The Punitive Battalion is also a battalion, and I, Zhang Yu, am also a commander!" Zhang Yu's voice resounded at the same time.

"Get lost!" Chen Min narrowed his eyes, looking at this Zhang Yu who did not know whether he was living or dying.

It was also at this moment.

Swish!

A blood-colored blade light instantly severed the rock wall and attacked toward Chen Min.

Behind Chen Min, Xi Congyun and Mu Zigui were both stunned, not expecting Li Zhiyi to dare to strike directly.

"Don't!" Zhang Yu exclaimed; the thing he least wanted to see had happened.

No matter what, Li Zhiyi could not let the conflict with the Great Xia escalate to the point of violence.

"Coming just in time!" Chen Min sneered, dodging the blade by moving to the side.

The memory of how he had once severed his body to seek the blade and was blasted away by Li Zhiyi's kick surfaced once again, making Chen Min furious to the extreme at this moment.

And Li Zhiyi had already appeared, his eyes indifferent and full of coldness.

Just at this critical moment.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Malice!"

Low roars came one after another from the front of the abyss, incomparably noisy.

Chen Min's body stiffened; he stared fixedly at Li Zhiyi for a moment, then immediately rushed toward the other side.

Mu Zigui and Xi Congyun frowned and also hurriedly rushed over, paying no further attention to Li Zhiyi.

"Zhiyi..." Zhang Yu looked at Li Zhiyi bitterly, knowing that Li Zhiyi had acted for his sake, yet his heart sank to the bottom.

But soon, he looked at Li Zhiyi bitterly:

"Zhiyi, handing the Blood Brand over to Chen Min might be the way to save us."

He hung his head; one could imagine just how ashamed and indignant he was right now.

He was Li Zhiyi's Battalion Commander, yet he was persuading Li Zhiyi to hand over a treasure, so naturally, he felt ashamed and indignant.

But right now, the survival of twenty thousand soldiers might just depend on this Blood Brand in Li Zhiyi's hand.

Zhang Yu's face turned red; he didn't dare look at Li Zhiyi at all, and even speaking this sentence felt like a betrayal of his own soul.

"Brother Zhang." Li Zhiyi looked at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu did not make a sound.

"Brother Zhang." Li Zhiyi spoke again.

"Hm?" Zhang Yu raised his head and met Li Zhiyi's gaze.

"I understand you," Li Zhiyi said:

"I also understand Chen Min, and I understand everyone's thoughts."

Zhang Yu was stunned, only to see Li Zhiyi continue:

"But you all have mistaken a most basic concept."

"What?" Zhang Yu asked in surprise.

"On what grounds am I, Li Zhiyi, weaker than Chen Min?"

After saying this, Li Zhiyi walked directly toward the direction of the abyss exit.