Chapter 930: Among the human race, there is a turtle

Mother God.

The image of Jilie surfaced in Chen Yan's mind.

In Bai E's memories, Jilie had always been a weak but firm-willed existence.

But later on, a few words from Fanni overturned everything.

Jilie is the Mother God who bewitched Bai E.

The problem arises.

The Mother God, that is to say, Jilie.

Was she truly that strong at the very beginning?

Before the Mother God appeared, the human race had no concept of a Mother God at all.

Ancient Divine Beasts were also not as powerful as they are today.

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes; as he pondered, cracks exploded in the void, and malice seemed to be paying homage to its emperor.

Chen Yan had an idea.

That is, the Mother God at the very beginning was actually not strong at all.

The Mother God's power stems from the power of the human race, and from the continuous growth of the Martial Dao.

If one thinks about it this way, everything is explained.

The Ancient Gods have always been stealing the fruits of the human Martial Dao.

For the human race to defeat the Ancient Gods, it must be done before the Ancient Gods have time to steal the fruits of the Martial Dao.

For example, the path of True Martial, or the path of Will.

Defeat the Mother God before being swallowed by the Ancient God status.

Chen Yan turned around, and wherever his robe of malice brushed, the surrounding light was torn into spiral-shaped ribbons of shadow.

The Xia Lord.

The world still underestimates the Xia Lord.

The Xia Lord's ambitions are perhaps far greater than anyone else's.

The reason the Xia Lord does not care about the current human race is that in the Xia Lord's eyes, it is not Fanni or Bai E, but the Mother God.

Clearly.

Even if the Xia Lord did not break the Saint Tree and did not absorb Bai E's memories like Chen Yan.

But the Xia Lord did not spend these ten thousand years in vain.

When the other party came, perhaps the most critical matters had already been spoken.

The Xia Lord holds themself in high regard, yet remains the supreme of the human race.

Perhaps the other party did not even tell Xia Zhiyang about that previous conversation.

Perhaps the other party saw that Chen Yan could still maintain rationality after experiencing two minor tides.

Only then did they choose to tell Chen Yan these things.

Chen Yan recalled the first checkpoint of the college entrance examination secret realm.

Slaughter Village!

Xue Qi, born in Slaughter Village, was framed by the village chief and the villagers, and after traversing endless glaciers, finally met that lone man sitting atop the ice wall.

Countless cycles, countless deaths of Xue Qi.

And the lone man always gazed at Xue Qi, always gazed at Slaughter Village.

This was the Xia Lord's simulation of the Martial Dao.

In Chen Yan's view back then, the Xia Lord was too cold.

After all, Xue Qi was a part of Xia Zhiyang's soul, his son.

Yet Xue Qi suffered endless pain.

Looking at it now.

This Xue Qi is, to a certain extent, the Xia Lord.

And the lone man is, to a certain extent, the Mother God.

He has always been gazing at the human race.

Chen Yan took a deep breath.

He does not care if he can reach the end; he only cares whether he is moving forward at this very moment.

Chen Yan shook his head.

All the speculation and unknown terror did not cause him to produce excessive emotions.

Not troubled by the past, not worried about the future.

Chen Yan, as one, belongs only to this very moment.

This is the powerful Dao Heart that belongs uniquely to him, uniquely to the Lord of Will.

Chen Yan sat back down on the Throne of Malice, his gaunt knuckles tapping the armrest.

The Ancient God status grew stronger once again.

But he did not lose his rationality, because the Will status also grew, allowing Chen Yan to preserve his sanity.

Chen Yan had intended to continue using the Will status to swallow the Ancient God status.

But before that, Chen Yan still had one thing to do.

The Emperor Fruit.

He must obtain the Emperor Fruit before the final crisis arrives.

As for the 【Break】 character Saint-Breaking Fruit, a new one has already reached sixty-eight percent progress.

Wanting to reach one hundred is actually not difficult.

After all, whether it is Chen Yan, Li Zhiyi, or Zhang Huizhi, it is not difficult to obtain immense faith in a short period of time.

But there is only one Emperor Fruit.

Meanwhile.

Outside.

Xiaoyang City.

Zhang Xing, dressed in white, sits inside the military camp, drinking alone.

Clatter.

The tent flap is lifted.

Jiang Yuan walks over, looking at the drinking Zhang Xing with a grin.

"Brother Jiang, you've come at just the right time, come and have a drink with me!"

Zhang Xing stands up, his face still showing a hint of drunkenness.

Ordinary wine would certainly not make Zhang Xing drunk, but this is Life-Drunkenness Wine brewed by the Zhang family's Eighth-Rank expert, Zhang Wang.

"Brother Zhang, why are you drinking?" A look of astonishment appears on Jiang Yuan's face.

"Come, drink!" Zhang Xing waves his hand and gives a bitter smile.

Jiang Yuan nods and sits down to drink with Zhang Xing.

After an unknown number of pots of wine are consumed, even Jiang Yuan's face begins to flush.

"Brother Jiang, I am miserable!" Zhang Xing suddenly speaks:

"After fighting for so long, I, Zhang Xing, am getting further and further away from that position of Divine General!"

Zhang Xing lifts the wine pot directly to his mouth to drink:

"What Divine General or not, I think it's not as intoxicating as this fine wine!"

Jiang Yuan looks at Zhang Xing:

"Who knew that Li Zhiyi was actually the physical body chosen for the descent of the Lord of Will, damn it all!"

Zhang Xing is stunned and looks at Jiang Yuan:

"Brother Jiang, watch your words; you cannot reveal dissatisfaction toward the Lord of Will."

"Damn it all!" Jiang Yuan stands up and shouts violently:

"To hell with your Lord of Will!"

His voice is extremely loud, scaring Zhang Xing into immediately using Qi and blood to shield the outside.

Zhang Xing looks at Jiang Yuan in astonishment:

"Brother Jiang, you are dissatisfied with the Lord of Will?"

"Dissatisfied?" Jiang Yuan stares fixedly at Zhang Xing:

"Am I just dissatisfied?

I am hateful!

Not only that, who in our Yan Party doesn't hate them?!"

Zhang Xing's expression stiffens, and he examines Jiang Yuan carefully, as if seeing him clearly for the first time.

Immediately, Zhang Xing's expression turns cold:

"So, Brother Jiang has been acting with me all along; I, Zhang Xing, considered Brother Jiang a close friend.

Yet Brother Jiang treats me, Zhang Xing, like a fool."

A cold light appears in Zhang Xing's eyes.

How could the Yan Party possibly hate the Lord of Will?

What is Jiang Yuan saying?

Jiang Yuan must be trying to fish for information from him, Zhang Xing.

Slap!

Jiang Yuan pats Zhang Xing on the shoulder, looking at him with bleary eyes:

"Brother Zhang, you are my best brother, don't you know that?"

Jiang Yuan pats his chest:

"Ask yourself, how have I, Jiang Yuan, always treated you, Zhang Xing?"

Zhang Xing looks at Jiang Yuan:

"Then why did you lie to me, saying the Yan Party would loathe the Lord of Will?"

"Heh!" Jiang Yuan brushes his hair back to the top of his head and sneers:

"Brother Zhang, do you know who the Lord of Will chose as the successor at the very beginning?"

"Who is it?"

"It was a person from Chen Prefecture!" Jiang Yuan narrows his eyes:

"Have you forgotten, Brother Zhang? It's just that when that person from Chen Prefecture was accepting the descent of the Lord of Will, they suddenly died."

Zhang Xing frowns; he had almost forgotten about this.

But it had indeed happened.

At that time, Chen Prefecture was respectfully waiting for the Lord of Will to descend, but the person from Chen Prefecture who was accepting the descent suddenly died violently.

Not only that.

The millions of people in Chen Prefecture nearby also died.

Jiang Yuan looks at Zhang Xing and smiles:

"He never chose Chen Yan from the very beginning.

And that is not the point; the point is, why did he not save Chen Yan?"

Slap!

Jiang Yuan slapped Zhang Xing:

"You tell me, why did he not save Chen Yan?"

Zhang Xing speculated:

"Perhaps, he didn't have enough time."

"Bullshit!" Jiang Yuan growled:

"When Li Zhiyi appeared, it was before Chen Yan's surprise attack on Ji Province!

At that time, the Lord of Will had already descended into Li Zhiyi's body!"

Boom!

It was as if ten thousand thunderbolts exploded in Zhang Xing's mind.

Zhang Xing stood up.

He suddenly remembered.

Right!

Li Zhiyi appeared before Chen Yan's surprise attack on Ji Province.

At that time, when Li Zhiyi was used as a human bomb by the squad, he had already revealed his strength in the Path of Will.

Li Zhiyi had seen Chen Yan fall with his own eyes.

Which means.

The Lord of Will saw Chen Yan fall with his own eyes, yet did not intervene.

"Is that why you Yan Party members hate the Lord of Will?" Zhang Xing probed.

"Hmph!" Jiang Yuan stared fixedly at Zhang Xing, looking quite desolate:

"A few days ago, you might not know, Li Zhiyi drugged Ke Qingxuan, and Ke Qingxuan..."

"Hm?" Zhang Xing was astonished:

"Brother Jiang, what are you saying? How could Li Zhiyi do such a thing?

How could someone who achieves great things act like this?"

Zhang Xing was stunned.

He had never heard of any human powerhouse doing such a base thing.

"It's true!" Jiang Yuan growled:

"Not just Ke Qingxuan, but also Princess Chen Yu; by the time we discovered it, it was already too late!"

Zhang Xing frowned; his right arm was gripped tightly by Jiang Yuan, and he could feel Jiang Yuan's anger.

It was true.

The hatred of a father's murder was about the same as this.

"Why would he do that?" Zhang Xing's voice turned heavy.

Jiang Yuan leaned toward Zhang Xing:

"He wants to control our Yan Party, and now Princess Chen Yu has already fallen for him."

"Hm?" Zhang Xing was startled and immediately spoke:

"So that's it. I previously saw Chen Yu walking with him, extremely intimate!

Not only that, but Si Wenyi's attitude toward him is also very abnormal."

"What, Si Wenyi too...!"

Jiang Yuan widened his eyes, gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and gave a bitter smile:

"The shame of the... Yan Party!"

Each word seemed to be squeezed out from between Jiang Yuan's teeth.

"Fortunately, there is still Ke Qingxuan. Ke Qingxuan's Dao heart is firm. Yes, there is still Ke Qingxuan!"

Jiang Yuan suddenly laughed:

"Our Yan Party can still be saved!"

Zhang Xing was silent.

He had previously seen that although Ke Qingxuan was cold, the look in her eyes when she watched Li Zhiyi was clearly different.

Jiang Yuan looked at Zhang Xing with a grin:

"I won't hide it from you, Brother Zhang, I have actually been infatuated with Ke Qingxuan for a long time."

At this moment, the look in Zhang Xing's eyes as he gazed at Jiang Yuan actually carried a trace of pity.

It was fucking pathetic.

Even he, an Ancient Divine Beast, couldn't bear to watch.

Among the humans, there are cuckolds.

"It's a pity, Li Zhiyi's influence is growing, and Brother Jiang and I are destined to..."

Zhang Xing shook his head.

Jiang Yuan was silent for a long while before speaking faintly:

"Why not set things right?"