Chapter 902: I See You

On the other side of the Sea of Malice.

Sword light permeated the air, transforming into a world of ten thousand swords to suppress the Sea of Malice.

Lord Wuchen stood upon a long sword, dressed in white.

He then looked toward another direction.

"There is not much time left; I hope you can keep up."

He spoke indifferently, his strength greater than the Yuanchu Hundun, yet he was unable to slay it.

The Yuanchu Hundun was continuously pierced by the sword light, yet malice would constantly reconverge into a massive physical body, which was slowly fleeing.

The next moment.

Hum!

Boom!

Endless heavenly light exploded.

The Faceless Man's head shattered.

The Sea of Malice boiled and surged; the Faceless Man's fragments condensed into a frost crown composed of the wailing faces of countless humans!

This crown suppressed endless worlds and pressed down toward Chen Yan.

The Faceless Man disappeared.

But his shattered physical body had formed this crown, and beneath the crown, terrifying malice emerged from Chen Yan's body.

This scene filled the people of the world with terror.

"What is happening to him?"

"He is about to be transformed!"

"Oh no!"

At this moment.

Chen Yan's body suddenly turned pitch black, burning with malice.

His long hair began to gray, and his face withered.

Time was rapidly draining from within Chen Yan's body.

Something was sucking away Chen Yan's life force.

Deathly aura spread in an instant.

Chen Yan's eyes became gray and murky, his aged state fully apparent.

He could feel the power of his will within his body being suppressed as well.

Chen Yan looked into the depths of the endless Sea of Malice, as if sensing a terrifying gaze that had existed for one hundred thousand years.

However, so what?

Within Chen Yan's body, the status of his will remained.

Circulate, bloom.

Seeing this scene.

Inside one Dao Fu after another.

The various Dao Children wore different expressions.

"In the end, was he suppressed?"

A man in black ink-colored robes murmured, looking toward where Lord Wuchen was:

"Even if you intervened, you could not protect him."

Green Mist Dao Fu.

Ruan Qingwu shook her head slightly.

"He is indeed a world-shaking figure, especially those two forces within his body; they are clearly two brand-new martial Daos.

He is not a person of this world."

Profound One Dao Fu.

Profound One's brows relaxed; power within his body sought to rush out, but he forcibly suppressed it.

"You will not let me go, so you shall not go either."

Profound One spoke indifferently.

Yun Hai Dao Fu.

"Brother Chen, Brother Chen!"

Mu Yun Hai reached out with one hand, his eyes full of sorrow, as if he had seen something important about to leave him.

The next moment.

Thump!

Mu Yun Hai's knees slammed heavily onto the ground, the veins in his neck bulging.

"Finally!"

Mu Yun Hai's eye sockets were red, filled with wild joy and choked sobs, and an irrepressible, hoarse whimper escaped his throat:

"You are leaving, aren't you!"

The sorrow vanished instantly, replaced by a morbid, ecstatic joy.

He slowly extended his hand, the aura of life and death rolling within his palm.

His lips trembled:

"Brother Chen, you aren't playing a trick, are you? I, Mu Yun Hai, would never betray you!"

Mu Yun Hai stared fixedly at Chen Yan's location.

At this moment.

The heavens grew pitch black, and all the golden light vanished.

Only the aura of life and death at the very zenith of the firmament continued to grow.

Beneath that icy crown.

Chen Yan stood alone beneath the vast sky, his withered and thin figure like a piece of rotten wood.

His dry, white, and messy hair brushed across his sunken cheeks, his turbid eyes gazing at the horizon, even his breathing carrying the stagnation of exhausted years.

The entire Yun Hai Dao Fu was desolate.

Countless sounds of sorrowful weeping rang out.

Living beings were unwilling to see the god who had emerged into the world fall.

Mu Yun Hai had been staring at Chen Yan, waiting until he was certain that the aura on Chen Yan's body had dwindled to its lowest point.

"Hahaha, Chen Yan!"

Fury erupted in Mu Yun Hai's eyes, and he roared aloud.

The next instant.

He took a step forward, a terrifying aura echoing around his body.

"I, Mu Yun Hai, treated you with such sincerity, yet you actually betrayed me!"

Mu Yun Hai appeared before the world, peerless in his majesty, walking through the air toward Chen Yan.

"Chen Yan, you have rebelled against the Dao, betrayed the entire world, and failed all living beings!

I, Mu Yun Hai, am here to sentence you to death!"

Mu Yun Hai's voice resounded throughout heaven and earth.

Countless living beings watched, their mouths agape.

"Lord Dao Child, what are you doing?"

"Mu Yun Hai, you are trying to frame the god of the human race!"

"Mu Yun Hai, get out of here!"

Countless voices of disbelief and anger rang out.

Boom, boom, boom!

Inside the Yun Hai Dao Fu.

One powerhouse after another flew out, like a swarm of bees.

Unable to cross the Sea of Malice, they pooled everyone's strength to condense an array-pattern world to cross it, determined to fight to the death.

Mu Yanwan's eyes were cold; she already possessed the resolve to die.

If she were to die, she would die before Chen Yan.

At this moment, countless powerhouses were furious, their hair standing on end, ready to fight Mu Yun Hai to the death.

"Bugs!"

Mu Yun Hai's eyes were indifferent; he struck out with one hand, his terrifying power knocking the powerhouses back into the Yun Hai Dao Fu.

He looked at Chen Yan indifferently.

From the moment Chen Yan controlled him.

It became a matter of either Chen Yan or him; if one existed, the other could not.

As long as Chen Yan lived, he would ultimately die.

He, Mu Yun Hai, had endured hardship and slept on brushwood just to find an opportunity to kill Chen Yan, never expecting it to come so soon.

At this moment, he locked eyes with Chen Yan.

And Chen Yan's world-weary eyes also looked toward Mu Yun Hai.

Mu Yun Hai sneered:

"Taking your suppression of me as the cause, I shall take my destruction of you as the result!"

The aura of life and death circulated, and the laws reappeared.

Crack!

Mu Yun Hai's body bent inward without warning, his spine emitting a crisp sound of being unable to bear the weight.

Mu Yun Hai's eyes widened:

"Brother Chen!"

The next moment.

Mu Yun Hai's chest slammed violently against his knees, his spine twisted like a twist of dough by an invisible, immense force.

"Ahhhhh!"

Mu Yun Hai screamed.

His cognition had been altered by Chen Yan, and his physical body had been reshaped and constantly monitored by Chen Yan's power of will.

Mu Yun Hai realized now that it was already too late.

Chen Yan had never been worried about a backstab from Mu Yun Hai.

Because Mu Yun Hai simply did not have the ability.

"Brother Chen, ah, Father!"

Mu Yun Hai shrieked.

But his limbs continued to twist and stack at grotesque angles.

Finally, he folded into a bizarre shape that set one's teeth on edge.

Countless people watched in shock.

Mu Yun Hai was, at any rate, a Dao Child, yet now he had become a pile of flesh heaped together.

Mu Yun Hai's head was wedged between his own arms and back, and at this moment, as he gazed at Chen Yan, the light in his eyes had changed.

"Brother Chen, do not kill me, I was just joking earlier."

Mu Yun Hai shrieked.

Yet Chen Yan stood there motionless.

The Rule of Malice flowed continuously from within the crown, suppressing Chen Yan.

This was a tug-of-war.

If Chen Yan died before the power of the crown was exhausted, the Rule of Malice within Chen Yan's body would return to the crown, and the Faceless Man would be resurrected.

If the flow of power within the crown was completely depleted while Chen Yan was still alive, then the Faceless Man would die.

Until a certain moment, when Chen Yan had aged to the extreme, and that crown lost all its power, turning into ashes and dissipating.

The Faceless Man, dead!

The rules of the Evil Realm did not even produce the phenomenon of heaven and earth weeping blood.

A supreme ancient divine beast died, not earth-shaking in the slightest.

Mu Yun Hai watched in shock.

His face was twisted and deformed, his pupils constricted and filled with terror, his teeth chattering.

Until the next moment.

He noticed Chen Yan looking over.

An endless desire to survive squeezed the current Mu Yun Hai.

The various Dao Children watched, not just anticipating Mu Yun Hai's death, but also scrutinizing Chen Yan's current state.

Until the next moment.

"Woof!"

An earth-shaking dog bark!

It shocked the people of the world.

Ruan Qingwu's body even trembled slightly.

Xuan narrowed his eyes.

The man in black robes froze, his brows furrowing.

Lord Wuhen stood upon his long sword, his eyes indifferent.

"Woof!"

This dog bark, filled with the desire to survive, rang out once more.

"Woof woof woof! Woof! Woof woof woof! Woof!"

A series of rhythmic dog barks was even more spectacular than the previous great battle.

That intense terror and servility shocked the world.

That was, after all, a Dao Child.

And the other was a human supreme who had already grown old and frail.

The world's perception was once again forcefully shifted.

Chen Yan waved a single hand, and Mu Yun Hai plummeted into the Dao Fu of Clouds, his life or death unknown.

The world was silent.

Only that white-haired old man stood in the hearts of the people of the world.

Chen Yan experienced the feeling of failing eyesight, as if everything had become blurred.

But a more powerful force of will was growing violently.

Within his mind, however, something slowly exploded.

"Fake!"

That familiar, strange, manic, twisted, and desperate voice rang out in the depths of Chen Yan's mind.

Whether wailing or growling, it traversed ten thousand years of time, striking with an indescribable weight.

A gaze.

A gaze from an unknown distance.

A gaze that had waited for an unknown amount of time.

Whoosh!

Something was surging, appearing.

The depths of the Sea of Malice suddenly churned, and the pitch-black waves tore through the sea surface like a giant beast.

A twisted, thick chain broke through the water.

The chain was pitch-black throughout, and every link seemed to be cast from solidified faces of wailing.

Following that!

Rumble!

Like a giant dragon's body brushing against the seabed, chain after chain erupted from the sea surface, climbing upward.

The moment they appeared, they caused the space-time of the entire Evil Realm to fall into stagnation!

Click, click, click!

Wherever the chains passed, space was corroded, leaking pitch-black, viscous liquid.

"The aura of an Ancient God!"

In the Central Divine Soil, Chen Fazheng's eyes widened, watching in disbelief.

Even when the supreme ancient divine beast appeared, he had never been like this.

But when this chain appeared, his expression changed drastically.

The supreme ancient divine beast cannot control the aura of the Ancient God.

The one who can control the aura of the Ancient God.

Is only an Ancient God.

"Wrong!"

Chen Fazheng let out a low roar.

"The time is wrong, it is not this moment, not now, it is wrong!"

He was like a madman, unwilling to believe everything that was happening at this moment.

It was clearly just a little bit of time away.

It is just that it is not now.

Xia Zhiyang also frowned, then looked toward a certain part of the sky.

There, an old man wearing a black shirt was also walking over.

The outside world.

The Universe Master's expression changed wildly.

"Wrong, it is not now!"

The Universe Master could not control himself and looked at Zhang Huizhi again:

"Is this really you faking the painting!"

Inside Chen Province.

The Chen Master, who was playing chess against himself, had his eyes tremble suddenly, and he stood up.

"Chen Yan..."

At this moment, heaven and earth were greatly shocked.

That chain was not Chen Yan's chain; it was the human race's chain, a malicious rule that truly spanned above everyone.

Beneath the endless sea of malice, something was awakening.

That existence which had been sleeping for ten thousand years seemed to be about to open its eyes.

Chen Yan stood in the void.

Scene after scene emerged in his mind.

"I... I see... you!"

Xiao Fan's crazed appearance appeared in Chen Yan's mind.

Chen Yan saw an icy river, he saw an ice wall.

He saw the twisted voices lingering on behind the ice wall.

Swish!

The scene changed again.

He saw a mad old man in a wheelchair.

It was Xiao Fan.

Just staring at him like that, trembling, sorrowful, wailing as he looked at him.

Xiao Fan opened his mouth, emitting a hoarse voice:

"Return to One!"