Chapter 880: He is forging a heart for our human race, speaking his will to heaven and earth!

At this moment.

The firmament shattered like a mirror, and ten thousand miles of malice disintegrated.

Li Zhiyi stood in the air, a crimson-gold vortex behind him swallowing the sun and moon.

Flames of undying will ignited around his body, as if an ancient war god had descended to the mortal world.

The golden light in his eyes was like the sword of divine retribution; wherever he looked, malice melted away and the void trembled!

A power of will transcending the extreme continued to erupt and surge.

The people of the world were struck directly in the eyes by this blinding radiance of will, unable to keep their eyes open.

Even across several provinces, one could still see that brilliant glow, more dazzling than the great sun.

Just as he struck, the dragon head shattered, and blood mist filled the air.

"Li Zhiyi!"

Looking at Li Zhiyi like this, whether human or ancient divine beast, all had their pupils shrink and their spirits tremble.

Yin Xue opened his mouth, his vision already occupied by this golden light; a vast, immortal power rolled over, causing his constantly dissipating life to actually begin to fill up at this moment.

It was as if someone were grabbing him, preventing him from falling into that bottomless hell.

The Dragon King's body was massive, yet it was locked by Li Zhiyi's indescribably violent killing intent, the dragon body that spanned the heavens frozen in the void, unable to move.

Just one punch!

Like heavenly fire inverted and the great sun falling, it could not even feel sharp pain, only the malice within its body being rapidly dissolved by an irresistible force.

"What has he done? Why is he suddenly so powerful?!"

Above Xiaoyang, Zhang Xing could no longer maintain his previously calm expression and cried out in astonishment.

Above Qinzhou, the high-ranking members of the Five-Race Alliance Army watched in shock, speechless for a time, unable to believe such a drastic change could happen so suddenly.

Screech!

A sharp shriek resounded.

An ancient divine spider beast that blotted out the sky and spat nebulae from its abdomen shrieked aloud.

Facing this sudden change.

Its eight legs tore through the void, countless spider silks intertwined, pitch-black and incomparable; ten thousand threads surged like a river, rushing forth to empty the sky.

The threads were sticky with the roaring faces of countless living beings, as if hanging with endless souls, terrifying beyond measure.

Seeing this, the Dragon King actually fled rapidly.

It was afraid.

"Beast!"

Li Zhiyi's blood-red hair exploded in a frenzy, his blood-red eyes staring over, and terror erupted within all the eyes of that ancient divine spider beast.

"I have endured you... for a long time!"

The anger on Li Zhiyi's face could no longer be hidden; he raised one hand, and blood light appeared.

【Blood Intent】!

As Li Zhiyi slashed out with his blade.

A golden-red light blade spanning the heavens whistled out, and the nebula vortex in the spider's abdomen instantly solidified.

The next moment, the mountain-sized body split from the center, golden flames burning the heavens at the wound, scorching the filthy flesh into a rain of fire across the sky!

Screech!

A wail resounded.

Li Zhiyi reached out with one hand, his power of will transforming into a heaven-supporting giant hand, grabbing something from within the shattered blood mist of the ancient divine spider beast.

It was a blurred mass of flesh intertwined with bloody bones.

The bloody bones writhed, actually emitting constant wails.

"Did you think I would let you die so easily?"

Li Zhiyi spoke in a cold voice; what he held in his giant hand of will was the core of the ancient divine spider beast.

It was a body that had once been born human, long since twisted and polluted.

"Spare me..."

The bloody bones struggled and wailed aloud.

"Ten thousand years of punishment is not enough to cleanse my hatred for the likes of you!"

Li Zhiyi spoke indifferently, his power of will transforming into a long spike, pinning this mass of bloody bones to the ground.

"You all shall never have a peaceful death, and shall forever endure the endless penal laws of the human race!"

As his voice fell, that feeling of coldness extended for countless miles, pouring into people's hearts.

He did not want the eighth-rank ancient divine beast to die; he wanted these ancient divine beasts that had committed countless evils to suffer eternal torment, to be hated and spurned by the human race!

Cold!

Mad!

Countless people watched his back, pair after pair of eyes locked onto him.

Refreshing!

Thrilling!

Today, someone is going to straighten the backbone of the vast human race!

Someone is going to wield the blade that fells the heavens to bestow punishment upon the malice that has suppressed the human race for ten thousand years!

The aged Yin Xue looked on with wide eyes, his whole body trembling; at this moment, he actually gasped with difficulty and said loudly:

"Good!"

He laughed, he cried, his hair white and gray, the hatred in the depths of his eyes erupting at this moment.

Who says ancient divine beasts cannot be subjected to punishment?

Who says that their sins can be completely wiped away by a single death?

Ancient divine beasts should be forever spurned by men, forever burdened by penal law, and forever in pain!

The human race is not a saint; the human race possesses an endless hatred accumulated over ten thousand years!

One hundred thousand Will Warriors of the Evil-Slaying Army looked on in unison, their faces flushed, their eyes erupting with reverence and worship.

"Kill!"

Chen Min held a broken sword and roared aloud.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!!!"

Countless shouts of "kill" rang out.

One hundred thousand figures charged out like a golden tide, rushing toward the World of Malice.

"Kill, ah, ah, ah, ah!!!"

Some had long been unable to suppress their own rage, becoming utterly crazed.

They held hatred and rage in their hearts as they charged toward the countless ancient divine beasts exposed outside the World of Malice.

Some slashed with blades, others smashed with fists!

Boom, boom, boom, boom!!!

Countless explosive sounds rang out; the earth caved in, and mountain ranges collapsed.

An ancient divine beast roared hideously, only to see a streak of golden-red light strike toward it.

Just as it was about to erupt with malice, a face even more hideous than its own appeared within that golden-red light.

Chen Min bit down, snapping its neck, then swung his longsword, sweeping across hundreds of nearby ancient divine beasts like a spinning wheel.

Bang, bang, bang!

The physical bodies of one ancient divine beast after another exploded, blood mist filling the air.

Some had tears in their eyes, wrapped in the light of talisman swords, piercing through one ancient divine beast body after another.

"My brother died a miserable death; I, Li Muyun, shall slaughter one hundred thousand ancient divine beasts today!"

"Kill!!!"

A golden dharma body revealed the appearance of an Ultimate Martial, carrying cold, calm killing intent, crushing mountains underfoot and sweeping through layers of clouds with its fists.

One hundred thousand Will Warriors, one hundred thousand madmen!

At this moment, there was the sound of tearing muscle everywhere, the stench of splashing blood, fragments of broken weapons, and the shedding of bloody tears.

At this moment, it was impossible to even tell which side was the ancient divine beasts.

"Longevity Ten Thousand Year Cauldron!"

The white-haired Longevity King leaped up, hands raised, and the bronze cauldron inscribed with ten thousand-year patterns blotted out the sky, soaring like a Kunpeng across the heavens before crashing into the earth.

In an instant, it enclosed the hundreds of thousands of humans captured by the ancient divine beasts.

Inside the Longevity Ten Thousand Year Cauldron, some humans were still walking forward numbly, only to bump into the cauldron wall and fall down.

He looked on blankly, first in terror, then in confusion, until finally, tears slid from his eyes.

Countless cries rang out within the Longevity Ten Thousand Year Cauldron.

The Blood Sword Saint took a step forward, and the countless small blood-colored swords floating beside him darted into the World of Malice first.

Countless earth-shattering roars rang out; an Origin Realm ancient divine beast was blown to pieces, and an Eighth-Rank ancient divine beast was heavily wounded.

"I couldn't hold it back any longer!"

The Blood Sword Saint roared lowly, shouting at the Qi-blood avatar of Xia Hanzhou behind him:

"Old thing, do you know that I couldn't hold it back any longer!"

He had gone mad, doing the most daring thing.

Weapon Continent, in the deepest part of the Qi Long River.

A middle-aged man in green robes and a red-eyed young girl stood together.

Their gazes pierced through the barrier of endless malice, locking onto Li Zhiyi.

The green-robed man was Chen Liu, one of the three human bodies of the Unmanifested Void Sacrifice.

And the red-eyed young girl was none other than Ming Yan Ni.

Chen Liu looked at Li Zhiyi, great surprise hidden in his calm eyes, and murmured:

"The Lord of Will choosing him as the new Walker of the World does make some sense."

As Chen Liu spoke, he looked at Ming Yan Ni beside him.

The red-eyed Ming Yan Ni said nothing, lacking the various emotions that only humans possess.

Her eyes were like stirred, congealed blood, with tiny black shadows churning in their depths.

One could feel endless fear just by looking at her.

The expression on Chen Liu's face gradually faded, becoming as expressionless as a puppet, and he continued:

"Wait a little longer, let Li Zhiyi go deeper to lure out Lu Xunyang.

Although you accelerated the speed of incubation and cannot grow to the Ninth Rank,

your strength is far beyond what it was before."

The next moment, Chen Liu's gaze locked onto the Dragon King retreating to the rear.

This Dragon King had not made a move since one of its dragon heads was shattered by Li Zhiyi.

"It is your turn," Chen Liu said indifferently.

This voice drifted into the ears of a Dragon King.

To the side, blood-light surged within the pupils of the Underworld Nightmare Beast, and countless blood-colored worms flew out, surging into the malicious black fog and flowing into the Dragon King's body.

Roar!

A shrill, filthy dragon roar resounded through the heavens and earth.

"Li Zhiyi!"

The Dragon King roared.

At this moment.

Li Zhiyi's entire body overflowed with the pressure of terrifying Willpower; with one slash of his blade, the Willpower, like a fire consuming the world, shattered the physical bodies of tens of thousands of Ancient God Beasts.

He was like a god or demon; a single slash could determine the life or death of an Ancient God Beast.

As he pressed forward, the world of malice continuously shrank.

Across the entire land, more and more Ancient God Beasts were exposed; they roared toward the sky, actually carrying looks of terror.

Before Li Zhiyi's steady, mountain-like figure, the endless dark world trembled violently.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Inside Li Zhiyi's body, earth-shattering changes were taking place.

On the side of the main body, Chen Yan was still devouring the aura of the Ancient Gods.

The Destruction Will within Li Zhiyi's body had already reached the forty-fifth strand!

The quantity of Destruction Will was directly proportional to the strength of one strand of Chen Yan's Will.

"A group of lowly beasts, submitting to malice, slaughtering your own kind, and encroaching upon our national territory!"

Red hair covered his forehead, reflecting his red robes; Li Zhiyi's red eyes burned with rage.

The Willpower around his body surged violently, his angry shout overturned waves a thousand miles away, and the blood-blade in his hand surged with golden flames, as if he intended to slash the heavens and earth into fragments.

"Even if I were to grind you all into dust, it would still be hard to quell even half of the rage in my heart!"

His voice continuously spread outward, spoken for the people of the world to listen to.

It transformed into vast power, surging into the hearts and chests of the living beings of Great Xia.

In Li Zhiyi's words, Ancient God Beasts were no longer a terrifying species.

They were treacherous villains who betrayed humanity, lowly beasts, and sinners who should be spurned for eternity.

Some people heard this and their eyes turned red, tears streaming down.

"He is forging a heart for our humanity, speaking his will to the heavens and earth!"

Some of the older generation of scholars were already teary-eyed:

"He is going to tell the heavens and earth the aspirations of our humanity; he is changing the concepts of our humanity for generations to come!"

Some people felt a sour ache in their hearts.

Someone was educating the living beings of humanity through the slaughter of the peak.

Using killing as learning.

Some children showed looks of admiration, and some youths clenched their fists tight.

Someone shouted:

"I think I see the Heavenly God General returning!"

"It's the Heavenly God General, it's him!"

"He is preaching the Dao for us!"

Some were dazed, some were confused, and some were moved.

A familiar feeling washed over them.

People felt as if they saw again that Chen Yan who led by example, practiced what he preached, blazed a new path for the living beings of the world, and spread the Willpower path.

Killing the enemy can save people.

But it only saves the physical bodies of people.

What Li Zhiyi wanted to save was not just the physical bodies of people, but these hundreds of millions of hearts that had long since turned to ash.

Xia Hanzhou's main body arrived, and looking at this scene, tears also flickered within his old eyes.

"Go kill the enemy." A dull voice rang out.

Xia Hanzhou looked over; it was Yin Xue, who had been staring fixedly at Li Zhiyi's back.

"Go kill the enemy!"

Yin Xue heavily patted the dragon back beneath him:

"Let me see more Ancient God Beasts die before I die."

The old man spoke in his twilight years, possessing only a stubbornness, unwilling to die.

His grandson was right there, his daughter was right there.

He dared not, and was unwilling to, die.