Chapter 903: The Awakening of the Ancient God

"Return to One!"

That harsh, weathered voice exploded within Chen Yan's mind.

Chen Yan's ink-colored robes billowed, standing solitary and alone, his white hair like snow reflecting a cold gleam.

His entire body overflowed with an aura of withered decay and deathly silence; he looked as if he would die the next instant, yet he remained standing.

Only, that voice had traversed reincarnation and the ages, stirring up endless thoughts in Chen Yan.

At the very top of the firmament, the aura of life and death from the True Martial Dao's ascension to the eighth rank was still condensing.

In the boundless sea of malice, countless chains formed from the aura of the Ancient God were still coiling and surging across the sky.

Chen Yan, however, closed his eyes, feeling all the momentum currently bearing down upon him.

In his mind, the voice vanished, and the images disappeared.

Within Chen Yan's perception, all things in the world had quieted down.

He seemed to be in a pitch-black space devoid of people, standing alone.

He wanted to ask.

【Return to One】.

Why would it be 【Return to One】?

At this moment, Fanni seemed to have awakened, yet spoke only the two words 【Return to One】.

【Return to One】 is the world's number one divine technique.

【Return to One】 was created by Bai E.

【Return to One】 possesses the supreme mystery of returning ten thousand laws to one.

In Chen Yan's heart, thoughts flew, yet there was no longer any urgency or desolation.

He only felt.

Someone had struggled for ten thousand years, suffered for ten thousand years, had become completely insane, and had fallen into an indescribable thing.

Yet, they retained a final shred of reason to say these things to him.

At this moment.

Boundless terror covered the world.

The people of the world only felt the air stagnate, and endless madness and distortion threatened to disrupt everyone's thoughts.

Madness was spreading; a certain corruption originating from the soul was continuously spreading.

Boom!

The firmament shattered!

Two hundred pitch-black chains carrying the aura of the Ancient God pierced through the void, coiling like venomous pythons, instantly binding Chen Yan.

Like two hundred black dragons that had long since fallen into evil, the chains hissed, intertwined, and collided, turning into a pitch-black world.

Chen Yan was enveloped by them, and the people of the world could no longer see his figure.

"Who..."

In Yun Hai Dao Fu, Mu Yanwan clutched her neck, hoarsely roaring:

"Who... can... Chen... save... Yan... Supreme save..."

Her reason was rapidly disappearing, unable to organize her own logic within her mind.

But at this moment, she was desperately trying to force her words out.

At the same time.

Inside Yun Hai Dao Fu.

A sudden, overwhelming terror struck, causing the souls of countless people to tremble.

People's bodies instantly lost their sense of gravity, all senses failed, and only an all-encompassing chill burrowed out from their bone marrow; even thinking became a luxury.

This was the human race's inner, boundless terror of the Ancient God.

Suddenly!

Clatter!

Those two hundred chains began to rot and condense.

Two hundred auras of the Ancient God!

Two hundred auras of the Ancient God gathered at this moment, actually slowly changing.

Finally.

They transformed into an eye about three meters in diameter.

This pupil rotated like a vortex, reflecting within it scenes of civilizations collapsing and the terrified faces of living beings.

A size of three meters in diameter was far too small.

So small that the living beings within Yun Hai Dao Fu could not see where the eye was with their own naked eyes.

But at this moment.

In the hearts of hundreds of millions of people, this single eye appeared at the same time.

It just stared like this at everything in the human world.

Thump, thump...

Inside Yun Hai Dao Fu, countless people knelt down, not daring to look directly.

This was the source of terror that had loomed over the human race for ten thousand years.

Inside the giant eye.

Chen Yan sat cross-legged; a terrifying sense of suppression struck, blood stained the corners of Chen Yan's mouth, and his physical body moved further toward decay.

But Chen Yan's expression was calm, and he was not nervous.

The voice in the mind vanished, and the image of Xiao Fan disappeared as well.

Chen Yan sensed the eyeball that was enveloping him.

This is... an Ancient God Status!

No.

It is merely an Ancient God Status crudely composed of two hundred strands of Ancient God aura.

This is even more terrifying than the blurred status Chen Yan previously found in the Sea of Malice, which was composed of thirty-four strands of Ancient God aura.

Its mere appearance suppressed all living beings in the Yun Hai Dao Fu and shook the guts of all the world's powerhouses until they were on the verge of shattering.

This is definitely not a true Ancient God Status, yet it possesses such might.

If a true Ancient God were to appear, how powerful would that be?

Chen Yan sat down cross-legged.

Strands of golden-red silk overflowed from his body, eventually forming a small blood-colored blade.

Wisps of blood-colored divine radiance coiled and roamed like living creatures.

The Will Status carried a divine might that looked down upon all living beings; even standing still, it seemed to possess a force of ten thousand jun, making one dare not look directly at it.

Strands of pitch-black flames overflowed from within the Ancient God Status, colliding with the Will Status.

Crack!

The gold and red collided like a violent thunderbolt flashing.

The Will Status began to tremble, becoming suppressed, even distorted, showing signs of dissipating.

Chen Yan felt an extremely intense distortion and chaos.

The Will Status was like a candle flame in an endless gray fog that would be extinguished if one were even slightly careless.

Chen Yan was like a lone traveler walking in the gray fog; as long as this candle flame did not go out, he could still find the way home.

He did not hesitate, nor did he tremble.

After his three self-inquiries, Chen Yan's Dao heart had long since become as firm as iron.

Everything has two sides.

This Ancient God Status is a huge crisis, but it is also a huge opportunity.

If he could thoroughly fathom its true mysteries and absorb these two hundred strands of Ancient God aura.

Chen Yan's Will path would leap into a brand-new level.

At the same time.

The Ancient God Status radiated endless pressure, drawing the attention of the entire world.

Above the Sea of Malice.

The Primordial Chaos fled, and Lord Wuhen, dressed in white, looked at the Ancient God Status where Chen Yan was, his brows furrowed.

"This is the human race; this is the helplessness and despair of the human race when facing an Ancient God.

And this... is not a true Ancient God Status."

Lord Wuhen shook his head slightly and looked toward the direction of the Central Divine Soil:

"Chen Yan is already beyond saving; are you still thinking about your own matter now?"

Profound One Dao Fu.

Profound One's eyes overflowed with white light, incomparably brilliant.

"If he cannot cross this hurdle, he will no longer be able to obstruct me."

Profound One spoke in a low voice.

A certain power within his body surged; Sword Soul, Fist Soul, Blade Soul, Mountain Soul, Fist Soul—all sorts of things wanted to burst out of his body.

"What are you doing?"

Profound One furrowed his brows.

Green Mist Dao Fu.

"I didn't expect to attract an Ancient God."

Ruan Qingwu whispered:

"It's just that I can feel those three are in terror; what are they terrified of?"

The next moment.

Beneath the mask, Ruan Qingwu's expression changed.

Hiss!

A roar resounded in all directions.

It was like billions of dead souls grinding their teeth inside a skull, and also like the first sigh of chaos when the universe first opened.

The entire Sea of Malice suddenly boiled, as if billions of distorted faces were struggling and wailing in the pitch-black tide.

Rumble!

The sea level sank at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if a giant mouth beneath the abyss were devouring everything.

All Pure Lands began to sink, and people felt the world falling.

At this moment, it was no longer just the living beings of the Yun Hai Dao Fu, but all the tainted-blood humans of the entire Evil Realm who were in terror.

The entire world began to distort.

The colors of the entire Evil Realm were violently stripped away, leaving only black and white colors frantically intertwining.

Central Divine Soil.

The Jing Tu shook like a dragon turning over; the surface of the lake where Chen Fazheng was located began to shatter, and the firmament began to collapse.

Countless screams resounded from within the Central Divine Soil.

Chen Fazheng's expression changed drastically as he flew into the high sky.

The Sea of Malice churned, its crests condensing into countless pale arms that clawed frantically at the void, as if welcoming the arrival of some supreme existence.

Billions of twisted, chaotic whispers resounded at this moment.

"It has awakened."

Chen Fazheng murmured, his expression at this moment appearing extremely disheveled.

He had not expected it to be like this.

It was clearly the Thousand-Day Ancient God Manifestation.

Yet there were still seven hundred days left, and the Ancient God had awakened a step early.

The entire world could feel the terrifying majesty of the Ancient God.

Even as the Master of Arrays, Chen Fazheng felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart at this moment.

Boom, boom, boom!

Within each Dao Fu.

Xuan Yi, Ruan Qingwu, the man in black clothes, and others soared into the air.

They did not speak, remaining silent, as if accepting the sudden change.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The entire world began to tremble, as if ancient gods were beating war drums.

They were welcoming the arrival of an unknown king.

The world was about to collapse.

The apocalypse was about to descend.

People were like ants about to be incinerated by heavenly fire, left with nothing but wailing.

Cold light flashed in Chen Fazheng's eyes, and the next moment he shook his head slightly:

"When the time comes, heaven and earth lend their strength; when fortune departs, the hero is not free..."

He took a step forward, golden array patterns manifesting behind him, spreading continuously, eventually condensing into a boundless divine array to suppress the heavens and earth.

The Dao Children like Xuan Yi also began to gather their strength at this moment, unleashing their greatest power.

Suddenly.

Roar!

A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering dragon roar resounded through the heavens and earth.

A figure in golden robes walked past Chen Fazheng's side.

"You prepare first."

Xia Zhiyang spoke indifferently, his dragon robes fluttering, and where his footsteps fell, the void bloomed with bright golden lotus imprints!

The next moment.

A ten-thousand-foot golden dragon phantom suddenly rose behind Xia Zhiyang, its dragon whiskers hanging down like a galaxy, crossing the boundless Sea of Malice.

Boundless dragon might pressed down, and the surging waves were suppressed, unable to move.

Chen Fazheng's pupils constricted, and the next moment he hurriedly looked toward a distant direction.

Roar!

At the far west of the Sea of Malice, there was another dragon roar.

A woman in a colorful dress moved with light steps, walking through the air, her sleeves fluttering like a butterfly.

The next moment, eight types of elemental forces of heaven and earth evolved behind her, gathering like rosy clouds.

They transformed into an eight-colored long dragon that wound and stretched, auspicious clouds swirling where its tail swept, fully displaying ethereal elemental power.

Everyone watched, their eyes filled with shock.

The place where this colorful dragon passed had already transformed into an elemental world, terrifying beyond compare.

"Master of Elements!" Chen Fazheng's eyes widened.

Immediately following.

Roar!

A heaven-shaking, peerless dragon roar resounded from the south!

There, an old man wearing black clothes walked alone in the sky, the darkness that devours light flowing upon his black robes,

A black dragon emerged behind him, coiling in the firmament, shaking the entire universe.

Rumble!

The dragon might was condensed but unreleased, yet it oppressed all living beings, its dragon eyes indifferently overlooking the earth!

"The Three Dragons of the Xia Clan!"

Chen Fazheng spoke in a low voice, finally seeing clearly at this moment.

So, these three had been waiting for this moment all along!

Roar!

The Evil Realm was turned upside down by the three dragon roars.

Golden, colorful, and black—three colors collided in the firmament, distinct and clear.

Roar!

Within the Sea of Malice, the terrifying existence about to appear was suppressed by the dragon might.

Four forces were clashing fiercely.

The dragon might was vast, constantly intertwining, sparking countless cracks in the laws.

Xia Zhiyang's sleeves rolled, and with one hand, he reached out, drawing some kind of power from across the membrane of the world.

The golden dragon let out a long cry, its boundless golden light blinding to the extreme.

Within each Jing Tu, living beings raised their heads, the fear that had nearly strangled them gradually dissipating.

The Xia Lord flicked a finger to tap the void, and an ink-colored azure dragon roared, freezing space in place.

Within the Evil Realm, the structure of space-time emitted a groan of unbearable strain.

The next moment.

Crack, crack, crack!

Above the pitch-black firmament, the light of the array patterns spread boundlessly, climbing ever higher!

In an instant, they transformed into countless array disks, suspended in a staggered formation.

The thousands of mirror-like surfaces flickered on and off, with array patterns slithering about like living creatures.

Chen Fazheng had made a move!