Chapter 858: Returning to One to Suppress the World, First Encounter with Ancient Gods

The memory ended.

On the bed, Chen Yan slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing he did was sense the situation of Li Zhiyi and his three newborn bodies, only to suddenly discover that two and a half days had already passed in the outside world.

Two and a half days outside meant twenty-five days in the Evil Realm.

This time, absorbing the memory had actually taken Chen Yan a full twenty-five days.

He had personally experienced the Lord of Psychokinesis's journey from achieving the status of Nation Lord until his twilight years, including the entire process of creating the sixth realm of the Psychokinesis path.

This feeling was as if he had truly lived through an entire lifetime himself.

A hint of vicissitudes flickered in Chen Yan's eyes; the despair, powerlessness, and confusion belonging to the Lord of Psychokinesis in his twilight years still lingered in the depths of Chen Yan's heart.

It felt as if these were the memories of Chen Yan's own past life.

He had acquired the entire essence of the martial path of Psychokinesis, from awakening to the sixth realm.

Now, if Chen Yan wished, and with sufficient energy and opportunity, he could ascend to the sixth realm of the Psychokinesis path in a short time.

But Chen Yan did not.

Because, in the era of the Lord of Psychokinesis, the path of Psychokinesis was still somewhat thin and weak.

The martial path only becomes more powerful after generations of living beings continuously study and refine it.

Compared to these, Chen Yan was more concerned about the Ancient God Fanni and the Ancient God Bai'e.

As expected, the two insects birthed by the Mother God before her ascension had become the two nightmares that would suppress the human race in the future.

One could not blame the Lord of Psychokinesis for his negligence, which had allowed the two Ancient Gods time to develop.

The Lord of Psychokinesis had not expected things to develop in such a way back then.

It was just that, in the eyes of the current Chen Yan, it all seemed extremely regrettable.

If the Lord of Psychokinesis could have strangled the young Ancient Gods in their cradle from the very beginning, the human world would not have become like this.

Secondly, there was Jilie.

Chen Yan had not expected that the seed Jilie had picked up at random would truly grow into a strange tree and bear two fruits.

Upon witnessing the death of Jilie, the Lord of Psychokinesis had felt only endless despair.

At that moment, he had lost everything.

But Chen Yan, whose soul had transmigrated into the Lord of Psychokinesis, felt his heart tremble.

Because just by looking at that tree and those two fruits, he felt a strong sense of familiarity.

This was a sense of familiarity that came from the depths of his heart, or perhaps the depths of his soul.

That perhaps...

Was the origin of the Saint-Breaking Tree.

Chen Yan sat on the bed, his chin resting on the back of his fist, his eyelids half-lowered, his fingertips rubbing unconsciously, and the space around him was deathly still.

In a trance, he felt as if ten thousand years of time had turned into a surging ocean tide rushing toward him.

Countless strands of karma turned into undercurrents, dragging him toward a certain predetermined future.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the ceiling.

For ten thousand years, the human race had never truly won.

The human race of today, whether it be Chen Zhu or Lu Xunyang, all their responses were because of the Ancient Gods.

One Lord of the Martial Path after another had failed, as if signaling that he, Chen Yan, would also head toward an absurd and ridiculous future.

Chen Yan closed his eyes and slowly shook his head.

"Even if I have long understood that there is no dead end in the heart and no dead end in the world, the enemy within my heart often arrives.

It is always there, always trying to stop me.

Fight, fight, fight... fighting without end... until my death, it still exists.

Since I must fight without end, then I shall fight like this for a lifetime."

Chen Yan began to sense the two red and blue status-positions that had already taken shape in his mind.

Grand martial truths surged in his mind, gradually being absorbed by him, and bit by bit, the aura around Chen Yan changed drastically.

It was as if he were evolving directly in the direction of a god.

Until, at a certain moment, a torrent of energy surged within Chen Yan's body.

The 【Eternal Calamity Reversing Blood】 formation opened; roots of blood vessels pierced through the Pure Land and entered the Sea of Malice, absorbing all the malice and energy opportunities within the Sea of Malice, refining them into the purest body-tempering energy and blood-Qi energy to irrigate Chen Yan's body.

At the same time.

Mysterious Dao rhymes swirled around Chen Yan, and the third self-universe of the True Martial path rapidly took shape within him.

With a single thought from Chen Yan, light shields stood before him to protect his body.

The next moment, a boom—the True Martial power capable of shattering mountains and seas erupted from within Chen Yan, crashing against the light shields.

And within Chen Yan's body, earth-shattering changes were taking place.

As time slowly passed.

The third layer of the True Martial path's self-universe achieved reincarnation!

The fourth layer of the self-universe, vision reincarnation!

The fifth layer!

The sixth layer!

The seventh layer!

The eighth layer!

Chen Yan's aura became increasingly powerful.

Under the irrigation of the new martial truths, his re-cultivation far surpassed what it had once been.

Merely by reaching the eighth level of his own universe, Chen Yan had already condensed one thousand wisps of life-and-death Qi.

Time passed slowly.

Another thirty days of time!

Boom!

Violent energy surged, continuously battering Chen Yan's limbs and bones.

When Chen Yan slowly opened his eyes, his entire body had turned into an incomparably pitch-black sun, capable of devouring all things like a black hole.

The ninth level of his own universe, achieving reincarnation!

The wisps of life-and-death Qi reached one thousand five hundred.

At this moment, Chen Yan reached the peak of his former realm and had even touched the threshold of the eighth rank.

The True Martial Path was the martial path he had created, far surpassing blood-Qi and hard-body refinement.

The peak of the creation realm of the True Martial Path could suppress ordinary late-stage eighth-rankers!

Cross-realm suppression!

An incomparably powerful feeling washed over him.

Chen Yan had completely and utterly surpassed his former self.

In the past, he could slay the Sovereign of Origin because the Sovereign of Origin had been heavily wounded by Lu Xunyang and was on the verge of death.

But now, Chen Yan could battle a full-state Sovereign of Origin relying on his own strength.

Chen Yan slowly restrained his aura and withdrew the light shield protecting his body.

Rather than saying it was to protect himself, it was more to protect Luo Town.

If not for the light shield, the energy overflowing from Chen Yan's cultivation could have destroyed Luo Town.

For a moment, Chen Yan actually felt a sense of trance.

Unknowingly, he had already walked to the true pinnacle position of the human race.

This was still without him recalling the three newborn bodies of Li Zhiyi.

The next moment.

Ripples suddenly stirred around the seated Chen Yan, and his glabella vaguely sensed something.

Chen Yan furrowed his brows.

From the darkness, the whispers of ancient gods penetrated the chaos and arrived; Chen Yan's body trembled uncontrollably, as if responding to a summons.

Chen Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a word suddenly appeared deep in his mind.

"Unity..."

Chen Yan whispered.

The next moment.

Another scene appeared within Chen Yan's line of sight.

Diffuse black mist shrouded the entire world, boundless and vast, extremely blurry.

Chen Yan could feel that he was still inside the room, but a certain connection had formed between this scene and himself.

Streams of information rushed toward Chen Yan's mind.

In the darkness, black mist surged; fifty ancient stone chairs stood silently, their edges covered in moss, exuding an eternal dead silence.

These ancient stone chairs stood quietly in a circle, and on every stone chair, a figure shrouded in black mist sat silently.

Chen Yan lowered his head and discovered that he was also shrouded in black mist, and the stone chair closest to him was unoccupied.

Chen Yan stepped forward and sat down.

In an instant, Chen Yan could feel that the people on the other stone chairs were slowly looking toward him.

When Chen Yan's back pressed against the stone chair, the information rushing into the depths of his mind instantly became clear.

"The world's number one divine technique!"

Chen Yan whispered in his heart, shock surging within him.

The world's number one divine technique 【Unity】 had summoned him.

Because Chen Yan had been sensed by 【Unity】 as one of the fifty strongest living beings in the world.

Which meant...

Chen Yan looked at the forty-nine living beings sitting on the other stone chairs.

These living beings were the strongest existences in the human world.

Among these existences, there were those from the outer world, those from the evil world, long-lived ones who had always been in hiding, and also ancient divine beasts...

And even... ancient gods.

Chen Yan looked at the two black shadows sitting at the very head.

Since his arrival, those two black shadows had not cast a gaze, but when Chen Yan looked toward them, a cold fear that chilled his heart instantly spread throughout Chen Yan's body.

Bang, bang, bang!

Deep in Chen Yan's mind, it felt as if nerves were snapping one by one; countless noisy, overlapping, insane impulses threatened to swallow him whole.

Do not look directly, do not look directly, do not look directly!