Chapter 912: True Martial Status, Exploding a Star with One Punch

Xia Zhiyang's voice came from a distant direction, carrying a hint of mockery.

"He is your illegitimate son; he actually carries the surname Xia, not Chen?"

Chen Fazheng let out a low shout.

But Xia Zhiyang's reply did not come.

Chen Fazheng was stunned, and the next moment, rage erupted in his eyes.

"Lord Xia, Xia Zhiyang, you Xia clan members go too far!

Bewitching my Chen clan's descendant to harm me!"

He roared out.

So, it turns out that you aren't the ones facing the threat of the Ancient God's aura, right!

Boom!

He struck down with a palm, and the lake water exploded!

At the same time.

Within the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm.

Deep in the starry firmament, a massive planet broke through the nebula barrier and traversed over!

Stars retreated before it, and nebulae parted for it.

A giant star!

Endless might descended.

Chen Yan's eyes sharpened.

Chen Fazheng is playing dirty.

According to the trial mode just now, what Chen Yan was about to face should have been a larger meteorite.

And after that, a smaller-scale star.

But this one.

Is clearly too big.

Stars also have sizes.

The scale of this star is a hundred times that of the meteorite from just a moment ago.

Even if Chen Yan were to use 【Decay-Control: Holy Condensed Primordial】, he feared he would be unable to block it.

"You can withdraw early."

Chen Fazheng's indifferent voice rang out.

Chen Yan frowned.

Before this, he had indeed been pursuing speed in order to pass the first trial of the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm.

As for power, Chen Yan had instead been negligent.

But Chen Yan's strongest means had always been his offensive power, and he had now already ascended to the Eighth Rank.

If he only took a fourth place, it would be a bit too low.

Chen Yan stood calmly, a brilliant light flickering within his world-weary eyes.

Why not give it one last shot.

Boom!

Chen Yan's robes suddenly billowed!

Strands of ink-colored threads overflowed from within his physical body.

Three thousand six hundred and sixty strands of life-and-death aura!

The life-and-death aura belonging solely to the True Martial Path.

When Chen Yan ascended to the Tribulation Light Realm, the life-and-death aura of the True Martial Path already had a tendency to condense.

Condensing a status!

This should have been something that only occurred at the peak of the Eighth Rank, while crossing into the Ninth Rank.

But Chen Yan's accumulation was so profound, and his breakthroughs of limits so numerous, that he had long since surpassed common logic.

What's more.

Chen Yan had mastered the truths of two martial paths.

The Path of Will and the Path of the Ancient God.

Both of these martial paths were stronger than the True Martial Path.

Boom, boom, boom!

Within the magnificent star field, a giant star came crashing down, traversing time and space.

It was as if an endless, great terror had descended.

The white-haired old man in ink-colored robes stood within the void, blood-red light and malice overflowing from his body.

The next moment, endless pitch-blackness emerged within his eyes, like a deep abyss of heaven and earth staring at the world.

One could not help but sink into them upon a single glance.

"What else are you trying to do?"

Chen Fazheng's impatient voice rose:

"Withdraw from this realm!"

Chen Fazheng's voice carried a chill, shaking the heavens and earth in all directions.

A cold and irritable expression appeared at the corners of Chen Fazheng's mouth.

If it weren't for Lord Xia and Xia Zhiyang.

Why would he be so irritable?

His plan had been laid out for tens of thousands of years, all for these final days.

He was cautious and meticulous, having already reached the final step.

Why must he be obstructed?

Yet, at this very moment.

Within the Evil Realm.

Within the Endless Abyss.

The Master of Xia, dressed in ink-colored robes, sensed something in the dark and opened his eyes to look toward a distant direction.

"So soon?"

The Master of Xia murmured aloud.

He had sensed something.

Within another world.

Xia Zhiyang, dressed in golden robes, suddenly shot out terrifying light from his pupils.

He could feel an intense tremor.

A tremor originating from the Martial Dao rules.

Even though the True Martial Dao no longer belonged to the old rules, every change in the True Martial Dao would trigger a response from the Master of Qi and Blood.

"Eighth Rank, merely just promoted to the Eighth Rank."

Xia Zhiyang's gaze tightened slightly, his eyes revealing a trace of shock.

At the same time.

On the Sea of Malice, upon a leaf-shaped boat.

Ruan Qingwu, dressed in red, stood by the window, while a black dog behind her spoke in a human voice:

"Are you saying that someone has surpassed you in the ranking for the Ultimate Speed?"

"Did you not sense it?" Ruan Qingwu frowned, looking at the black dog.

"I have always been seventh; what could I possibly sense?" the black dog said sheepishly:

"I didn't expect that someone else was hiding; I wonder what ranking they have reached now."

Ruan Qingwu shook her head slightly:

"It doesn't matter anymore; I have already mastered a powerful method."

The black dog let out a laugh that only a human would have:

"You mean the two hundred strands of Ancient God aura inside Chen Yan? Be careful that you don't suffer for it yourself."

Ruan Qingwu shook her head:

"I have no other choice, and besides..."

She narrowed her eyes, revealing a beautiful smile beneath her mask:

"Chen Yan has already been controlled by me. As long as I can control Chen Yan, Chen Yan will not do anything to me."

Chen Yan was like a bomb that could obey her commands.

In the future, he would eliminate powerful enemies for Ruan Qingwu.

"Be careful." The black dog—or more accurately, Mu Yun Hai—spoke in a mocking tone:

"In my view, Chen Yan is the most terrifying person; he is far more terrifying than Xuan Yi."

Ruan Qingwu's brows furrowed slightly:

"Do you know what you are saying? Who does not know of Xuan Yi's might?"

Ruan Qingwu was about to speak, but her expression changed instantly.

"You saw it too."

Mu Yun Hai chuckled, and the next moment, he actually let out a series of dog barks.

Inside the gray fog world created by 【Unity】.

Upon fifty stone seats, one figure after another slowly turned their heads to look at one of the seats.

On the twenty-ninth seat, that figure actually began to flicker.

The next instant.

He appeared on the twenty-eighth seat, having swapped positions with the figure originally on the twenty-eighth seat.

At this moment.

The gray fog was extremely quiet; no one could speak.

But endless shock emerged within their hearts.

"How is this possible!"

Ruan Qingwu exclaimed.

Who in the world did not know that the one on the twenty-ninth seat was Chen Yan?

Who in the world did not know that Chen Yan was suppressed by the Ancient God aura, unable to advance to the Ninth Rank, and was undoubtedly going to die?

Yet, Chen Yan's strength had now increased!

At the same time.

Central Divine Earth.

The body above the lake froze.

Chen Fazheng's breathing hitched.

And then, he saw.

The Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm.

Within that endless starry sky.

Chen Yan stood still, the divine blood within his body burning at this moment.

Trembling!

A terrifying tremor erupted within his body.

Bang, bang, bang!

A violent heartbeat resounded, driving the entire starry sky to shake crazily.

The power of True Martial surged like great waves rushing to the heavens, causing the world to collapse.

Hundreds of millions of pitch-black ink-colored lights exploded upon Chen Yan's body.

He stretched out his hands, between which flowed three thousand six hundred and sixty strands of life-and-death aura, radiating a terrifying power that suppressed the eternal ages.

Endless mysteries intertwined, converged, and combined within his mind.

The final true essence belonging to the Martial Dao blossomed at this moment.

The life-and-death aura condensed!

Under the incredible gaze of Chen Fazheng, it transformed into a pitch-black sphere.

A sphere!

It was still a sphere!

Chen Yan cultivated hard-body tempering and favored fist-to-flesh combat.

Among the martial arts he created, 【Void-Breaker】 was a sphere.

【Void-Breaker: Saint-Explosion】 was a sphere.

【Decay-Control: Saint-Condensation Primal】 was also a sphere.

A sphere represents perfection, contains the power of endless explosion, and represents Chen Yan's Dao of combat!

If the Will status was a long blade for Chen Yan to cut down the injustices of the world.

Then the True Martial status was a portrait of Chen Yan's long path of Martial Dao.

As Chen Yan slowly reached out his hand, the pitch-black sphere rotated slowly in his palm, the power of star-shattering surging within it.

Ultimate combat, ultimate Martial Dao, ultimate power!

The aura belonging to the status instantly shook the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm!

In an instant.

Chen Yan's turbid eyes released a golden light that swept across the universe.

His power was surging, climbing!

A fist was raised!

The Third-Grade Fist Soul blossomed!

Twenty 【Force】 Divine Arrays operated!

【Will Bestowed Upon My Body】 crazily boosted his power.

The True Martial status transformed into a pitch-black long river, intertwining with the power of his will to form a swirling stream of light that condensed in the center of Chen Yan's fist!

【Decay-Control: Saint-Will Bewilderment】, activate!

And in front of Chen Yan.

That massive star had already crossed over!

The next moment.

Chen Yan threw a punch!

Crack, crack, crack!

The void collapsed layer by layer like a mirror.

Boom!

The star with a diameter of one million li exploded from its core, and the shockwave swept across the star field in a ring.

Countless fragments of stellar matter, carried by the power of True Martial, turned into hundreds of millions of meteoric fire rain.

Within the entire star field.

Countless fissures spanning the galaxy suddenly erupted, as if even this world could not withstand the residual power of this punch.

Chen Fazheng's body froze.

Chen Yan's white hair danced wildly in the frenzied energy storm, his aged body standing firm and motionless.

Only the terrifying explosion before him continued to greedily tear at the stellar wreckage.

At this instant.

True Martial status, emerge!

One punch to shatter a star!

PS: Writing a little less these two days, I'm a bit busy and have a headache.