Chapter 816: A Brand New Realm Break!

In that instant.

Across the world, Land Lords, Pool Lords, and even the terrifying gazes from within the Forbidden Land of Ancient Gods were cast toward Yixian City.

Boom!

The blood-red light filling the sky transformed into endless spatial slashes, sweeping across the void.

"Stab him to death, stab him to death!"

The man in golden armor roared and shouted, as each unit of the Jizhou Army exhausted all their strength to deploy their military formation; from the earth, countless rose vines sprouted, their dense, sharp thorns shooting toward the golden Dharma image.

They were completely unaware.

From the very beginning, whether it was Li Zhiyi or they themselves—the masterless Jizhou Army—they were all targets chosen for sacrifice by the high-ranking members of the Five Clans.

Crack, crack, crack!!!

The long blade in the hands of the golden giant suddenly froze in the void.

Blood sprayed from Li Zhiyi's entire body as a wondrous change occurred within him.

Remodeling!

Remodeling the physical body, remodeling the path of the will.

It was as if an altar were being constructed for a great ritual, waiting for the arrival of the sacrifice.

Breaking the realm.

To break through everything!

Whether it be the aura of life and death, or the techniques and crushing strikes of other martial Daos, all could be broken!

Once one achieves the status of a Will Martial Artist who has broken the realm, one can completely eliminate the threat from the eighth-order aura of life and death.

One can break through the terrifying rules born of malice.

One can break the heaven-ordained fate of life and death separation.

One can...

Become truly immortal and indestructible.

Become a rule unto oneself!

Li Zhiyi's heart was as clear as a mirror; the Blood Brand that had emerged would be the final sacrifice.

Crack, crack, crack!

That Blood Brand long blade hovering in mid-air did not freeze completely as the Jizhou Army had expected.

It continued to descend!

Before the blade even fell, countless spatial rifts appeared out of thin air, shattering the earth.

Hum, hum, hum!

Piercing!

The moment the blade aura broke through the air, the piercing humming sound tore at their eardrums, causing sharp pain.

Bang, bang, bang!

The ground seemed to have been struck by hundreds of long blades tens of miles in length, and countless blood-red cracks spread out from the point of collapse.

The world was filled with apocalyptic terror.

Break!

Break!

Break!

Shatter the firmament, shatter the void, shatter the earth!

With that, a single slash wiped out thousands of lives.

Ninety-four percent!

Ninety-five percent!

Ninety-six percent!

The blade light of the Blood Brand became increasingly fierce and sharp, as if a great terror that had slumbered since ancient times was gradually awakening at this moment.

The pressure leaking out in just the blink of an eye was enough to split the world.

Inside the golden Dharma image.

The sixteen thousand Great Xia soldiers were already stunned; some had pale faces, while others had tears falling.

That endless will made them feel an indescribable sense of epic grandeur.

They were watching a dying man, at the very end of his life, erupt with the most brilliant light.

Mu Zigui looked upward in a daze, the tears in her eyes no longer able to be held back.

"Li Zhiyi... Chen Yan..."

She whispered.

In the past, she had felt dissatisfied because Chen Yan's appearance caused all of Xi Congyun's schemes regarding the First-Order General Star to fall through.

Yet, she was excited because of Chen Yan's rise and the momentum of Great Xia.

She had always been a selfish person.

It was hard for her to admit, but she had to admit it.

She resented Xi Congyun's betrayal, but she resented even more that Xi Congyun had not chosen to take her along when he betrayed them.

She resented that, clearly, if Xi Congyun had survived, he could have done better than Li Zhiyi.

Xi Congyun was the man she had chosen to be her beloved, and he surely could have done better.

Xi Congyun would have performed meritorious deeds, and she would have lived on to enjoy the glory.

Just like now, she had been rejoicing that Li Zhiyi was still holding on, while in her heart, she was thinking about what she should do if Li Zhiyi were to die.

She knew Li Zhiyi was certain to die, and knew Li Zhiyi was currently enduring unimaginable pain.

Death was the better choice for Li Zhiyi.

Yet...

She still selfishly thought that the other party could continue to hold on.

Perhaps she did not care at all about the help Chen Yan's achievement as a Divine General would bring to the Great Xia, perhaps she did not love Xi Congyun at all, and perhaps she did not care at all whether Li Zhiyi lived or died.

Perhaps, she was simply selfish.

It was just that, when this selfishness, originally hidden deep in her heart, was suddenly struck head-on by that endless will.

All this resentment, all this selfishness, all this arrogance, appeared... how base.

Until this moment, she still did not understand why Li Zhiyi would not give up.

Perhaps she would never understand.

It was just that, being rushed into the depths of her heart by that terrifying will made her feel a sensation worse than death.

Yet clearly, everything she had done was to survive.

Why would it feel worse than death?

At this moment.

Chen Youqing's heart could not help but beat rapidly.

"I must admit..."

The corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily; the Blood Imprint was about to be born, and as its future master, she should have been smiling.

"I admit..."

She raised her head and looked at Li Zhiyi:

"You have three-tenths of the grace of Venerable Chen Yan."

Thousands of miles away.

The Inverse Nine Swords carved out a trajectory like a galaxy.

Shen Yiwei unleashed sword light to break through the five clans' defensive lines, while behind him, Jiang Yuan's nine blood vortices shredded three Creation Realm interceptors.

"The Blood Imprint is about to be born!"

Zhang Ting spoke, carrying a hint of shock.

He had originally thought Xia Hanzhou's plan was an impulsive act, and that by the time they arrived, the twenty thousand soldiers of the Min Battalion and the Tiger Dragon Battalion would likely all be dead.

They might even be the ones getting surrounded.

But now...

What Zhang Ting did not expect was that behind him, the head of the Zhang family, Zhang Xing, had an incomparably gloomy expression at this moment.

The power of will?

Is this the power of will?

Endless coldness welled up in Zhang Xing's heart.

What Li Zhiyi had displayed was far too heaven-defying.

This was the thing he, as an Ancient Divine Beast, loathed the most.

Killing intent surged in the depths of Zhang Xing's eyes, but the next moment, it abruptly returned to normal.

Because he felt a head he loathed pressing against his shoulder.

Those large eyes were staring at his expression without blinking.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Xing turned his head to the side and looked coldly at his side.

He saw that Jiang Yuan, who was flying alongside him, had pressed almost his entire body against his side, his eyes fixed on Zhang Xing the whole time.

It was likely that the killing intent and coldness in Zhang Xing's eyes just now had all been taken in by Jiang Yuan.

"Hey." Jiang Yuan gave a faint smile:

"It's just that I, Jiang Yuan, used to think I was a peerless genius of the ages, but I didn't expect to be so discouraged by Chen Yan.

Now that Brother Zhang has appeared, I feel even more inferior.

I just wanted to..."

Jiang Yuan, a grown man, actually revealed a shy look:

"Take a look at Brother Zhang."

This scene made Zhang Xing's tiger-like body tremble, but he quickly calmed down and spoke:

"After this matter, Brother Jiang can find me to discuss the Dao; there is no need to be so formal."

"Really?" Jiang Yuan's eyes widened, revealing a look of pleasant surprise, and he wanted to continue the conversation.

"Jiang Yuan!" At the very front, Shen Yiwei, who was using the Inverse Nine Swords to perform an escape technique that enveloped everyone, gave a low shout:

"We have important business; look at what you are doing?"

Jiang Yuan curled his lips:

"Fine."

Only then did he fly away from Zhang Xing.

In an instant, killing intent surged in Zhang Xing's heart, almost impossible to hide.

Jiang Yuan!

This human beast had already probed him repeatedly during this period.

There were even a few times when Zhang Xing was almost tricked into revealing something by Jiang Yuan.

Zhang Xing looked to his side.

Jiang Yuan, Shen Yiwei, Zhang Ting, Ke Qingxuan, Lu Jingqiu...

The Yan Party!

The outside world calls them the Heavenly God Faction.

These people all walked out of the Five Clans Conflict with Chen Yan, and internally, they are a united front.

There are also Wu Song, Hong Mi, Zhang Chao, and other man-made Eighth-Rankers.

These people are the current pillars of the Great Xia, the greatest power, with shadows of them vaguely swallowing the Xunyang Faction.

It could even be said that the Xunyang Faction and the Yan Party are one and the same.

Their power is so great that it completely surpasses the Xia Clan itself.

Chen Yan is not dead, yet Chen Yan is everywhere.

It is said that Chen Yan's younger sister, Chen Yu, is now the core of the Yan Party and already possesses the bearing of a Divine Array Venerable.

To completely destroy the Great Xia, one must eliminate the Yan Party's influence.

Zhang Xing was so angry his teeth itched; even at a time like this, this Jiang Yuan was still testing him.

It is likely that while Shen Yiwei, Ke Qingxuan, and the others appear indifferent, they hold the same attitude toward him in their hearts.

Damn the Yan Party!