Chapter 908: Today, I shall let Chen Yan

"Brother Chen, have you discovered any problems?"

Ruan Qingwu leaned in close, her seductive eyes shimmering like silk as she spoke.

"No."

Chen Yan shook his head slightly and walked into the room nearby.

Ruan Qingwu's expression shifted slightly.

If she were not certain that Chen Yan was already under her control, she would even feel that she, the number one beauty of the Evil Realm, was a failure.

Inside the room.

Chen Yan sat cross-legged, waiting for the situation on Zhang Huizhi's end.

He needed to enter the Ninth Refinement of the Emperor Realm once more within ten days.

…………

Yu Province.

"Are you certain you want to integrate these three great arrays into your protective markings as well?"

The Yu Lord came to find him, his expression pained as he looked at Zhang Huizhi.

"Yes." Zhang Huizhi nodded.

"Sigh!"

The Yu Lord nodded heavily and turned around.

He regretted it.

Chen Yan's cultivation was a bottomless pit.

One had to know, there were no Array God Venerables in Yu Province.

Developing protective markings that fused three divine arrays into one would require an unimaginably high amount of funding.

It could even compare to the investment required to manufacture ten eighth-rank simulation cores.

"Forget it, it was my own choice."

The Yu Lord spoke helplessly.

…………

At the same time.

Somewhere in the Evil Realm.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

A scream rang out.

An altar formed from eyeballs drifted upon the Sea of Malice, with hundreds of living beings standing upon it.

A beam of white light descended from the firmament, transforming into a man dressed in white, his entire body stained with blood.

The scream had come from his mouth.

Ji Chen stood up from the altar, his body trembling, countless bloodstains still marking his form.

The next moment.

Splash!

On the altar, the hundreds of living beings instantly turned into a pool of blood, flowing into the Sea of Malice.

Ji Chen walked to the edge of the altar and looked toward the massive existence in the depths of the Sea of Malice.

"Your method of traversing as Ancient God Beasts... I do not wish to experience it a second time."

Ji Chen gasped as he spoke, then continued to ask:

"Has the person I am looking for arrived?"

Roar!

A low roar resounded from within the Sea of Malice.

Above the endlessly murky sea surface, a cluster of black mist emerged.

A lone flat boat drifted out from within the black mist.

Ji Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at the boat, but there was no figure upon it.

It was merely a mass of pitch-black darkness.

…………

Time passed slowly.

Five days later.

Central Shentu, above the surface of the lake.

Chen Fazheng, dressed in white, opened his eyes, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Ruan Qingwu certainly has a lot of nerve."

A cold light appeared in Chen Fazheng's eyes.

He would not participate in the struggle for the Dao Seed.

It was fine for all Dao Seeds to seek out their own assistants.

But Chen Fazheng had not expected Ruan Qingwu to find Chen Yan.

One had to know, Chen Yan currently possessed two hundred strands of Ancient God aura within his body.

This was a ticking time bomb.

Ruan Qingwu wanted to use the Ancient God aura within Chen Yan to achieve victory.

This somewhat disrupted the plans of the Master of Arrays.

After all, Ancient God aura was not easy to control.

And it is two hundred strands at that.

If Ruan Qingwu truly relies on these two hundred strands of Ancient God aura to kill the other Dao Children.

Then would Ruan Qingwu herself also be tainted by the Ancient God aura?

Ruan Qingwu has been pushed to the edge, becoming somewhat unscrupulous.

Lord Chen raised one hand, freezing in mid-air.

"What exactly is going on with Chen Yan?

A dying man is actually able to suppress the Ancient God aura for several days."

Chen Fazheng was somewhat suspicious and shocked.

If the Xia Lord did not intervene, Chen Yan would have died long ago.

As for the matter of the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm.

Chen Fazheng had long since disregarded it.

With Chen Yan in this state, can he still participate in the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm?

"Xia Lord, what exactly are you thinking?"

Chen Fazheng murmured.

Recalling once more the incident where the Lord Chen used his status to manifest a Dharma Image and swallow the other Martial Dao Dharma Images.

Chen Fazheng's eyes flashed wildly.

"Could it be that you want to walk the path of the All-Martial Dao?"

Chen Fazheng spoke in shock.

One must know, the Xia Lord is the Lord of Hard-Refining, but when suppressing the Ancient Gods that day.

The Xia Lord's status directly swallowed the status Dharma Images of the other Martial Dao Lords.

This is inconceivable.

The only one who can achieve this is 【Unity】.

But the Xia Lord certainly does not possess 【Unity】.

To become the first-seat Unity World-Suppressor, one must surpass those two.

Even if the Xia Lord is the greatest person in human history, he cannot surpass them.

This creates a desperate fact.

For ten thousand years of Martial Dao, the strongest humans have all had a conjecture.

That is, 【Unity】 might be the key to defeating the Ancient Gods.

The profoundness of 【Unity】 is something the world cannot see through.

Even for ten thousand years, every generation of the strongest humans has entered the Gray Fog World created by 【Unity】.

But they were fundamentally unable to glimpse the mysteries of the Gray Fog World.

Therefore, no one refutes the power of 【Unity】.

But to obtain 【Unity】, one must first defeat the Ancient Gods.

Therefore.

Everyone knows 【Unity】 is powerful.

But everyone has given up on walking the path of 【Unity】.

But.

In Chen Fazheng's mind, the scene of the Xia Lord suppressing the Ancient Gods earlier surfaced once more.

It indicates that for all these years, the Xia Lord has been walking the path of 【Unity】.

The Xia Lord is self-creating his own 【Unity】.

A strange brilliance exploded in the depths of Chen Fazheng's eyes.

Arrogant!

Does the Xia Lord intend to gather all the Martial Dao power of humanity, merge it into himself, and reach the pinnacle of history?

"But you do not have Unity."

Chen Fazheng murmured:

"The mystery of Unity is unimaginable.

What does it matter if you manifest into countless forms and contemplate the Dao for one hundred thousand years?

You are too arrogant!"

The next moment.

A strange feeling erupted from the depths of Chen Fazheng's heart.

Ancient God aura!

He felt the impact of the Ancient God aura upon him.

Chen Fazheng's eyes widened, and he stood up instantly.

"Chen Yan!"

He shouted in a low voice, filled with endless rage.

Chen Yan is attempting to enter the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm.

Madman!

If you enter the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm, you will bring the Ancient God aura in with you!

The Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm is a world created by Chen Fazheng.

The moment Chen Yan attempted to enter the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm, he was sensed by Chen Fazheng.

Chen Fazheng's brows knitted into a knot; what was Chen Yan trying to do?

Had he gone mad?

He was about to die himself, yet he still had time to worry about the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm?

You have indeed ascended, but in your current state, do you still wish to obtain the Emperor Fruit?

Wait!

A bolt of lightning flashed through Chen Fazheng's mind.

Wasn't Chen Yan being controlled?

He had seen it very clearly.

Ruan Qingwu was controlling Chen Yan.

Why then was Chen Yan still able to enter the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm with his own autonomous consciousness?

Hmm?

Was Chen Yan not being controlled?

This?

How is that possible?

In that state, could Chen Yan still deceive Ruan Qingwu?

Chen Yan...

This descendant of the Chen clan...

Shock flickered in the depths of Chen Fazheng's eyes.

The next moment.

Chen Fazheng pursed his lips, but ultimately allowed Chen Yan to enter the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm.

At the same time, his perception also arrived upon Chen Yan.

Inside the pitch-black world.

Chen Yan stood calmly in a black robe.

Though he appeared aged, he was handsome and refined; his silver hair cascaded like a waterfall over his shoulders, and his ink-colored robe set off his lean, upright frame.

Beside him, countless streaks of light flickered with extreme speed.

"Are you certain you wish to attempt this?"

A deep voice resonated from all directions.

"In your current state, if you are not careful, the Ancient God aura within your body will erupt and contaminate the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm."

Chen Yan's eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life, yet they could not hide that character forged by having seen it all:

"Master of the Array."

His voice rang out.

"Indeed." In the Central Divine Land, Chen Fazheng sighed as he spoke:

"In your current state, perhaps only the Xia Lord still has the means to save you.

Seeking me is useless."

Chen Yan's expression remained unchanged, merely stepping through the void:

"You created these countless Divine Soils—is it to save the world?"

Chen Fazheng narrowed his eyes and did not answer.

What kind of question was this from Chen Yan?

Did his tens of thousands of years of persistence really need to be questioned?

Yet, cold light emerged in Chen Yan's eyes:

"You likely consider yourself the savior of the world, the god of all living beings."

"What do you mean?" Chen Fazheng's voice turned cold.

Chen Yan, however, said calmly:

"How lofty your vision is!

To actually turn a blind eye to the miserable state of those under the command of the Dao Seeds?

Living beings are plunged into misery, suffering worse than death, their lives as cheap as grass!

All because of your indifference!"

Chen Yan's voice was rhythmic, and within its calmness, it seemed to reveal the fury of a monarch.

Chen Fazheng's eyes trembled; for an instant, anger lingered in his heart.

Was this Chen Yan rebuking him?

How bold!

But then he saw.

Inside that pitch-black world.

That man in white hair and black robes continued to speak:

"Since you claim your vision is extraordinary, could it be that you have long since placed yourself as the Heavenly Dao, viewing all things as straw dogs!"

Cold light erupted in Chen Yan's eyes, lightning flickered, and he shouted in a low voice:

"To remain indifferent while countless living beings in the Evil Realm suffer such catastrophe?

You are honored as the Master of Martial Dao, but are you truly the human race's Master of Martial Dao, or merely the Master of your own Martial Dao?!"

A biting chill surrounded Chen Yan, his silver hair dancing wildly without wind.

At this moment.

The endless fury accumulated in his heart erupted completely!

He could not stand it!

There was sorrow before his eyes!

And the suffering of the countless living beings in this evil world all stemmed from one person!

The Master of the Array!

Boom!

Central Divine Land.

Chen Fazheng stood abruptly, his jaw tightened, and the pressure around his body churned with his rage.

He had been berated!

In all the time he had lived, this was the first time someone had berated him!

And the one berating him was a junior of his Chen Clan, a person on the verge of death.

"Chen Yan!"

Chen Fazheng shouted in a low voice:

"What do you understand? Do you think your few decades of life can collide with my ten thousand years of accumulation?

You cannot even control your own destiny; what face do you have to berate me!"

Chen Fazheng suppressed his anger.

Was this all Chen Yan wanted to say by recklessly charging into the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm?

Just a person on the verge of death.

Chen Fazheng waved his hand, not intending to bicker with Chen Yan.

But then he saw.

Inside the black world.

Chen Yan's weathered pupils were as deep and heavy as cold pools, cold light bursting forth:

"Then Your Excellency's ten thousand years of life are truly quite shallow!"

Boom!

Endless waves exploded on the surface of the lake in the Central Divine Land.

Chen Fazheng's brows knitted into a tight knot, and he shouted in a low voice:

"Then how much weight can your few decades of life possibly have?!"

Yet in the next moment.

Chen Fazheng's eyes widened instantly.

Boom!

Inside the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm.

Countless streaks of pitch-black flowing light erupted from Chen Yan's body!

The power of True Martial transformed into surging waves of flame!

Thousands of profound patterns emerged from Chen Yan's body, wrapping around his arms and torso, transforming into extremely profound protective divine runes.

Chen Yan raised his head, cold light erupting from his eyes:

"I fear Your Excellency's ten thousand years of life are nothing more than a grand dream?"

Chen Fazheng's breath hitched as he stared fixedly into the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm.

There.

The patterns on the ink-clad man's body flowed with eerie light, reflecting against his silver hair and ink-colored robe!

The pressure swept in all directions, and heaven and earth bowed before it!

He looked toward the depths of the endless darkness, as if locking eyes with Chen Fazheng.

"Today, let Chen Yan's Martial Dao shatter this grand spring-and-autumn dream of yours!"