Chapter 911: Are You Afraid?

"It is your turn to speak!"

Chen Yan's voice rolled out, exploding by Chen Fazheng's ear like a thunderclap.

Chen Fazheng's breathing hitched, and for a moment, he was speechless.

Chen Yan's words had actually made him feel an emotion he had felt years ago, but had long, long since forgotten.

Chen Fazheng's mouth turned down at the corners, his cheeks slightly puffed out, as if he were holding back a breath he could not swallow.

Chen Fazheng wanted to say something.

But just now, under the eruption of Chen Yan's multi-layered Martial Dao, he had reached an unprecedented 140,000 kilometers in an instant.

Surpassing Xuan Yi by another 40,000 kilometers.

"Truly..."

He breathed slightly:

"It infuriates me!"

However, this sentence was not heard by Chen Yan.

Chen Fazheng very much wanted to enter the fray himself.

But he was the Master of the Array, and a Ninth Rank at that.

If he were to enter the fray himself, that would be the true defeat.

"Since you are so headstrong, willing to brave the suppression of the Ancient God's aura just to pass the gate."

Chen Fazheng spoke coldly, his voice trembling noticeably as he spoke, yet he deliberately raised it a few notches:

"I shall grant your wish!"

He waved one hand!

Boom!

Within the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm, all the images vanished completely.

Pitch blackness took over.

The next instant.

Chen Yan hung alone amidst billions of stars, his black robes hanging down like a waveless dark abyss, his white hair like scattered moonlight.

The galaxy was surging!

Chen Yan watched calmly; he had entered the second gate of the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm: The Extremity of Power.

Is this to test strength?

Previously, Chen Yan covered 140,000 kilometers in an instant.

To Chen Yan, this result was both good and bad.

Logically speaking, after activating 【Will Bestowed Upon My Body】, Chen Yan's speed should not have only increased by a little over three times.

【Will Bestowed Upon My Body】 increases total combat power by fifty times.

That is to say, Chen Yan's speed, strength, defense, True Martial Power, and agility are all boosted across the board.

The speed was not boosted by fifty times at all; if speed, strength, and these attributes were all boosted by fifty times.

Chen Yan's overall combat power increase would be far more than fifty times.

But it should not have only increased by a little over three times either.

It was still a matter of Martial Dao coordination.

Chen Yan's gaze narrowed slightly.

He practiced too much, his Martial Dao was too cluttered; while he appeared to have many methods, these methods could not be unified.

Especially during that instantaneous eruption.

Even though Chen Yan had achieved what he thought was perfection, he could not unleash his true strength.

The level of strength is not directly proportional to the number of Martial Daos.

If it were, why was Lu Xunyang, who only cultivated the path of Hard Refinement, the greatest Eighth Rank in history?

Because Lu Xunyang had truly achieved the unification of Martial Dao and self.

Every one of his movements, his gaze, and every thread of power flowing within his body had reached the extreme.

A Grandmaster of the Mortal Realm!

Only Lu Xunyang.

"I need to find the path of unification, to let my extremity become the extremity of the human race!"

Chen Yan whispered in his heart.

But then.

Before him, light and flame suddenly erupted.

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes.

A mountain-sized meteorite came rushing over, carrying a blinding stream of light.

Chen Yan threw a punch, True Martial Power erupting!

Boom!

This punch shook the space, instantly striking the meteorite.

Shattered in an instant, the mountain-sized meteorite burst into flames, turning into ten thousand streams of fire that merged into the starry sky.

In the Central Divine Soil, Chen Fazheng watched indifferently and waved one hand.

The next moment.

Quiet, soundless!

In the boundless pitch blackness, only streams of fire arrived at high speed.

Chen Yan raised his eyes to where his gaze reached.

Hundreds of meteorites poured down like a rainstorm, each one several times larger than the previous ones, their surfaces burning with scorching flames, trailing incandescent white tails that stretched for thousands of miles.

"Come."

He whispered, his fists suddenly tensing.

Boom!

【Will Bestowed Upon My Body】, activate!

A golden-red ocean erupted around Chen Yan, the aura of an Ancient God instantly overflowing and corroding Chen Yan.

The next moment.

Hum!

The power of True Martial flowed, condensing into patterns behind Chen Yan.

The patterns spread out like a solidified ink abyss, runes floating in the dark curtain, exuding a majestic power capable of tearing through the void.

Divine Array of 【Force】!

Chen Fazheng's eyes trembled.

When did Chen Yan learn the Divine Array of 【Force】?

How long had Chen Yan even been in the Evil Realm?

What the f***...

Chen Fazheng was actually cursing in his heart.

However.

Next.

Hum, hum, hum!

One after another, Divine Arrays of 【Force】 spread out behind Chen Yan.

Twenty of them!

Twenty Divine Arrays of 【Force】.

As Chen Yan raised his fist, a massive fist soul emerged behind him.

Third-grade Horizontal Push Fist Soul!

Push horizontally!

Push horizontally!

Push horizontally against all enemies!

The universe was silent.

Only a single punch erupted.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Fist shadows like a waterfall!

As Chen Yan threw his punch, the 【Force】 Divine Arrays behind him erupted simultaneously, turning into the most terrifying source of power, striking at the same time as Chen Yan!

The moment one meteorite exploded!

Chen Yan had already flashed to the side of the second, his whip kick descending like a battle axe, and the meteorite shattered into a sky full of fire rain with a boom!

The countless sea of meteorites rushed over just like that.

Yet where Chen Yan stood was like an insurmountable high wall; meteorite after meteorite arrived, only to immediately explode into fragments.

And the arriving meteorites were getting larger and larger!

At first, they were the size of mountains.

Immediately after, like mountain ranges!

Like continental crusts!

Finally.

Chen Yan's vision was completely covered.

A meteorite with no visible boundaries, as vast and endless as the sea, struck.

A sense of endless might descended.

"If you are pushed back, you lose!"

Chen Fazheng's voice rang out.

The old man's gaze landed on that equally aged face of Chen Yan.

A trace of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Your Excellency."

Chen Yan's voice sounded.

"What is it?" Chen Fazheng frowned and asked.

"Your Excellency, are you looking down on me too much?" Chen Yan said calmly, raising a fist.

The twenty Divine Arrays of 【Force】 behind him erupted with intense light simultaneously!

Boom!

The third-grade Horizontal Push Fist Soul was pushed to its limit.

Under the augmentation of 【Will Bestowed Upon My Body】, every bone in Chen Yan's body was ringing, and every particle was vibrating frantically.

Chen Fazheng frowned.

What do you mean?

I am not looking down on you!

I never said you couldn't shatter this meteorite.

Do you take me, the Master of Formations, for a fool, thinking that because I know you can defeat the Supreme Ancient God Beast, I would believe you unable to pass the trial of the Limit of Power?

I am talking about the rules!

Chen Fazheng's beard flew upward; he was furious to the extreme.

He was talking about the rules, not questioning Chen Yan, nor giving Chen Yan a chance to slap his face!

Why must Chen Yan always seize every opportunity to needle him?

Boom!

Inside the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm, Chen Yan had already thrown a punch.

The fist's edge broke the silence, carrying the majestic power of the primordial chaos, and slammed fiercely into that massive meteorite.

In an instant, the meteorite disintegrated like shattered glazed jade, and stardust condensed into a sky full of light rain.

"One punch breaks mountains and seas; you rank fourth among the seven."

A grand voice resounded from within the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm.

"You may view the clearance recording of the third-place finisher."

Chen Yan's white hair billowed; though his face was aged, his sharpness remained undiminished.

As Chen Yan exerted the power of his will, the Ancient God aura became increasingly dangerous.

"No need!"

Chen Yan shouted in a low voice:

"Continue!"

Chen Yan's voice resounded.

"Are you sure you want to continue? You have already passed the trial."

Chen Fazheng's voice rose, carrying a chill.

It was clear that he had no desire to communicate with Chen Yan.

But in Chen Yan's current state, two hundred strands of Ancient God aura could erupt at any moment.

This was no longer a matter of whether Chen Yan lived or died.

This was a matter of the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm potentially being destroyed.

Chen Fazheng himself might also be tainted by the Ancient God aura because he had created the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm.

Chen Fazheng gritted his teeth; if not for his promise to the Summer Lord.

He would have blasted Chen Yan out long ago.

Among the younger generation of the human race, there really is a troublemaker.

"Your Excellency, are you afraid?"

A cold voice rang out.

"You intend to deal with the Ancient Gods, yet you dare not even face a mere wisp of Ancient God aura?"

Chen Yan looked indifferently into the depths of the void:

"I, a mere junior, am risking my life to play along with you, Your Excellency."

Central Divine Soil.

Chen Fazheng's breathing hitched.

The next moment.

Formation patterns appeared before him, transforming into a strange power.

Chen Fazheng was transmitting his voice, speaking to the Master of Blood Qi.

"Who exactly is this Chen Yan? Is he an Ancient God Beast?"

Chen Fazheng erupted with anger:

"He is currently undergoing the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm, and then he will commit suicide to let the Ancient God aura infect me!"

Chen Fazheng was furious, and even more alarmed.

Chen Yan didn't care about his own life.

But he did.

He now had reason to suspect that Chen Yan was sent by the Ancient Gods to kill him, a Master of Martial Dao.

Although it was unlikely.

But what if?

What if, once Chen Yan died, the Ancient God aura permeated the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm and then contaminated him?

He, a generation's Master of Martial Dao, did not die under the siege of the Supreme Ancient God Beast, nor did he die under the crushing force of the Ancient Gods.

To die in such a situation?

Damn it, that's ridiculous.

"Are you afraid?"