Chapter 931: Breaking Straight Through to the Ninth Refinement of the Imperial Realm!

Zhang Xing's pupils constricted, and he instantly let out a low shout:

"Jiang Yuan, have you gone mad?"

Jiang Yuan took out a Heart-Questioning Stele.

"What do you mean by this?" Zhang Xing narrowed his eyes:

"Do you not trust me?"

"If I cannot trust you, then please, Brother Zhang, accept the Heart-Questioning Stele; what I said just now was merely my own rambling nonsense," Jiang Yuan shook his head indifferently.

Zhang Xing's eyes flickered:

"Brother Jiang, you..."

"Accept the Heart-Questioning Stele, otherwise, with a single thought, I will summon Shen Yiwei, Zhang Ting, and the Acting State Ruler, Xia Yuan."

Zhang Xing was stunned.

What did that mean?

Aside from the Yan Party, even the Acting State Ruler, Xia Yuan, wanted to eliminate Li Zhiyi?

What did that mean?

This?

Among the human race, they were all bad people!

"Accept the Heart-Questioning Stele, Brother Zhang." Jiang Yuan's eyes turned cold:

"What I said just now was merely my own rambling nonsense!"

Zhang Xing looked at Jiang Yuan:

"Brother Jiang, why not..."

Jiang Yuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Xing:

"Are you sure? You must think it through; if you accept the Heart-Questioning Stele now, there is still a way out!

This is a matter between the Xia Clan and the Yan Party; it has nothing to do with you!"

Zhang Xing stared fixedly at Jiang Yuan.

"Hurry up!" Jiang Yuan roared:

"Accept the Heart-Questioning Stele, and as if nothing happened just now!

I shouldn't have been drinking, damn it!"

Jiang Yuan was clearly enraged.

Zhang Xing gritted his teeth:

"Brother Jiang, I will join too!"

Jiang Yuan looked at Zhang Xing, scrutinized him carefully, but then suddenly mocked:

"You are only at the Creation Realm; you aren't qualified yet."

"Aren't you also only at the Creation Realm?" Zhang Xing sneered.

"I can advance to the Eighth Rank immediately!" Jiang Yuan shouted in a low voice.

"I can too!" Zhang Xing said earnestly.

"Brother Zhang, you..." Jiang Yuan hesitated.

Zhang Xing suddenly grabbed Jiang Yuan's hand:

"How could I watch my brother go take risks alone?"

Jiang Yuan was taken aback, a flash of emotion crossing his eyes as he looked at Zhang Xing, and he said in a low voice:

"Then, let us, Brother Zhang, write immortality together!"

Jiang Yuan emphasized the last four words heavily.

"Write... together..." Zhang Xing said earnestly:

"Immortality!

When..."

Zhang Xing made a throat-slitting gesture.

Jiang Yuan smiled faintly:

"Yu Province is about to join the Great Xia."

"Hm?" Zhang Xing was startled, as if he felt he hadn't heard clearly.

"You heard me right, Yu Province is about to join the Great Xia. Not only that, the Lord of Yu will also introduce a new Lord of Yu.

At the succession ceremony for the new Lord of Yu, our Great Xia high-level officials will attend in secret, including that Li Zhiyi!"

A cold light appeared in Jiang Yuan's eyes.

Zhang Xing leaned his head back.

It was as if a thunderclap had surged through his heart.

So, he had always been an outsider to the Xia Clan.

If not for speaking heart-to-heart with Jiang Yuan today, he would have known nothing of this.

Fortunately, he, Zhang Xing, could now be considered to have truly entered the inner circle of the Yan Party today.

More importantly...

Killing a Master of Will!

A fierce murderous intent surged in Zhang Xing's heart.

Yet, at this very moment.

"Brotherhood!" Jiang Yuan spoke suddenly, his voice trembling, filled with emotion and an inexplicable loneliness.

Zhang Xing was stunned, then spoke faintly:

"In the heart!"

At the same time.

In a certain unknown pure land of the Evil Realm.

The Seventh Dao Child, Ying, sat cross-legged calmly, looking at Ji Chen beside her.

"In my view, the first one who should be assassinated is Chen Yan."

Ji Chen raised his eyebrows slightly:

"That is why you can only be the Seventh Dao Child."

Ying frowned slightly:

"I heard that the Retracing Mirror was shaped by the eyes of the Xia Lord; does that mean you have actually been working for the Xia Lord all along?"

Ji Chen was silent for a long moment before slowly shaking his head:

"The Xia Lord can also make mistakes; even if he sees something, it does not mean he will necessarily do the right thing."

A smile appeared at the corners of Ji Chen's mouth:

"That is why I am needed, and why you are needed."

Ying said calmly:

"Let me think. The first person you had me assassinate was Mo, because Mo might have devoured Mu Yun Hai and become the fifteenth strongest of the human race.

And I changed the future; now Mu Yun Hai follows Chen Yan's orders, protecting the polluted-blood humans in the various pure lands.

The second time, you had me assassinate the Lord of Arrays, but because of the appearance of the Chen Lord, you made me give up.

But the Chen Lord did not kill Chen Yan; instead, he left the Turbid Core Wumeng to Chen Yan."

Ying stood up and stared at Ji Chen:

"May I make a guess?

What you actually want is to let Chen Yan gain more foundation, to let him become that final Demon?"

Ji Chen looked at Ying indifferently:

"I'm sorry, you know too much."

Ying pursed her lips:

"I only wish to die with some clarity when my time comes.

Next time, who will you have me assassinate?"

"The Demon," Ji Chen smiled.

"Chen Yan?" Ying's gaze narrowed slightly.

"No," Ji Chen smiled:

"Xuan Yi."

Ying froze in place, and the next moment her expression shifted slightly:

"I am going to enter the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm."

"What is wrong?" Ji Chen asked.

"Can't you see for yourself?" Ying said faintly.

"The Retracing Mirror only shows lines of karma; it does not reveal the development of events," Ji Chen shrugged.

Only then did Ying say:

"Xuan Yi is about to enter the Ninth Refinement, and we other Dao Children must stop him from entering the Ninth Refinement."

"Xuan Yi is about to obtain the Emperor Fruit?" Ji Chen raised his eyebrows slightly:

"That's not right, the Retracing Mirror does not show that he can obtain the Emperor Fruit; you don't need to go in."

Ying looked at Ji Chen, her pupils deep black like ink, her gaze sweeping over with a touch of cold indifference:

"Forget it, I see that your Retracing Mirror isn't very accurate either."

The next moment, Ying sat cross-legged and closed her eyes, entering the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm.

At the same time.

The Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm, Eighth Refinement.

The pinnacle of battle!

Cyan-colored mountains stretched across the horizon, the peaks layered like a giant beast gathering its strength.

Wisps of cloud clung to the mountain shoulders, and the mountain roots were immersed in thin mist.

Hum!

Ying, dressed in black, appeared on a mountain peak, one hand resting on her scabbard, a flash of cold light revealed.

She looked toward the distant mountains.

There, a tall, plump figure in white stood calmly, filled with a powerful aura.

At the same time.

Splash!

Above the sea, ten thousand sword shadows emerged, transforming into a world of sword light.

Lord Wuhen stood holding his sword.

On a mountain range not far from Ying.

Ruan Qingwu, wearing a red dress and a bronze mask, appeared, a sea of flowers floating around her.

The next moment.

Ripples exploded in the void.

Mu Yun Hai, clad in silver armor, stepped out.

However, at this moment, Mu Yun Hai had a head of white hair, an aged face, and eyes filled with exhaustion.

"Mu Yun Hai, you were turned into this state?" A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Ying's mouth:

"Is Chen Yan still maintaining his human reason, or else why would he let you return?"

Ying's voice fell.

The remaining Dao Children all looked toward Mu Yun Hai.

Mu Yun Hai hung his head, a clear flash of resentment appearing in his eyes:

"If you want to do something, do it; if we aren't fighting, I'm leaving!"

At this moment, Mu Yun Hai was very irritable, as if his personality had been swapped.

Xuan Yi frowned, originally wanting to pursue some matters further.

But he heard, above the ocean, Lord Wuhen speak indifferently:

"Xuan Yi, are you about to enter the Ninth Refining?"

Xuan Yi's expression was cold:

"You know the answer, yet you ask; aren't you here to stop me?"

Boom!

The Fist Soul appeared like a sudden thunderbolt, the Sword Soul condensed into a frost-white stream of light, the Spear Soul stood tall like an isolated peak, and the Mountain Soul was as heavy as a massive crag!

Various True Souls appeared suddenly, their majestic weight causing the air to stagnate.

Xuan Yi looked at the others coldly:

"Come at me together!"

At the same time.

Central Divine Soil.

Chen Fazheng sat cross-legged above the center of the lake, frowning as he looked toward a distant direction:

"Lord Xia, you didn't make a move?"

His voice fell, but he received no reply from Lord Xia.

Chen Fazheng furrowed his brows.

Why?

He could not figure it out.

But there must be some reason why Lord Xia did not kill Chen Yan.

"Perhaps I should go and take a look myself."

Chen Fazheng sighed.

Chen Yan was already someone he could not see through, and there was also a Ninth-Rank Ancient God Beast beside Chen Yan.

This made things a bit difficult.

"Perhaps it would be better to wait until the strongest Dao Child is decided," Chen Fazheng murmured.

The next instant.

Hiss!

Around Chen Fazheng, the void seemed to melt, and strands of pitch-black malice flowed out.

Chen Fazheng widened his eyes instantly:

"Chen Yan, what are you doing?"

He sensed that Chen Yan was attempting to enter the Ninth Refining of the Emperor Realm.

Isn't this just coming here to cause trouble?

Chen Yan was now an Ancient God!

The next moment.

Chen Fazheng grabbed out with one hand and twisted it gently.

Crack, crack, crack!

Across the entire lake, countless array patterns operated suddenly, turning into a powerful binding force to resist Chen Yan's entry into the Ninth Refining of the Emperor Realm.

At the same time.

Above the throne.

Array patterns appeared one after another, crossing the void and standing before Chen Yan.

"You cannot stop me."

Chen Yan murmured, grabbing out with one hand.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

The moment Chen Yan's single hand touched the array patterns, the latter began to flow like molten iron, and the pitch-black malice continuously corroded the entire array.

Screech!

A sharp shriek resounded.

Boom, boom, boom!

Intense tremors spread continuously, centered on the Court of Malice.

Every pulse of malice caused the entire Sea of Malice to spasm.

This collision, which traversed space and time, extended all the way into the Central Divine Soil.

Hiss!

A corner of Chen Fazheng's robe was suddenly corroded by malice, turning into fly ash.

Chen Fazheng's expression turned gloomy to the extreme.

In the dark, he felt a pair of sharp, pitch-black claws tearing open the barrier of the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm.

It could not be stopped.

"Chen Yan!"

Chen Fazheng let out a low grunt.

At the same time.

Whoosh!

Chen Yan stood up, tearing with both hands, ripping a huge hole in the void before him.

With one step, he entered the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm.

The third level.

Extreme Agility!

Within the pitch-black world, countless streams of light rushed toward Chen Yan.

Arriving once again, the feeling this secret realm gave Chen Yan was completely different.

Everything was a collision and connection of formations.

Even without a reminder from the master of the formation, Chen Yan knew this trial tested agility.

The next instant.

Countless streams of light poured down like a rainstorm.

Chen Yan's body tilted slightly, and hundreds of light streams brushed past him.

The next moment.

Boom!

Billions of light streams suddenly attacked.

Chen Yan's figure flickered like a ghost; as he moved near and far, the malicious black mist surging around his body suddenly exploded.

The ink-colored turbid flow surged wildly in all directions, the void hissing wherever it passed.

Fast!

His figure was fast to the extreme, even giving one the feeling of being pierced through by the light streams.

Sss, sss, sss!

Wisps of black smoke gnawed at the spatial barriers, mottled corrosion marks spreading like a spiderweb, exuding bone-chilling evil.

The entire third level began to tremble.

Central Divine Soil.

Chen Fazheng's expression was grave; it was difficult for him to suppress Chen Yan now.

If he suppressed him by force and compelled Chen Yan to use the Ancient God status, the entire Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm would be infected with ominousness.

"Master Xia, you truly cause endless harm!"

Chen Fazheng murmured; if not for Master Xia, he would not have let Chen Yan enter the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm.

Now, wanting to drive him out was no longer possible.

For Chen Yan, the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm was just another secret realm.

As long as Chen Yan could find the coordinates, Chen Yan could enter.

Chen Fazheng stared at Chen Yan, wanting to see if Chen Yan still possessed the rationality belonging to the human race.

But until now, Chen Yan had not spoken.

The next moment.

The third refinement, the Extreme Agility trial, disappeared.

Chen Yan appeared above a boundless ocean.

Suddenly.

Boom!

An ink-colored mountain collapsed from the high heavens, crashing down with the force of thunder, causing both the waves and the wind and clouds to tremble.

It smashed toward Chen Yan.

The fourth refinement, Extreme Defense!

Chen Yan stepped on the ocean, and malice turned into pitch-black fluid, continuously pouring into the seawater, dyeing everything in ink.

Facing this mountain descending from the heavens, Chen Yan did not retreat a single step.

The next instant.

Boom!

The giant mountain struck, and ten thousand streams of malicious light instantly surged out from the inverted mountain peak.

Accompanied by this.

Countless mountain rocks shattered, and the ocean overturned!

"Too slow."

Chen Yan murmured, and the next moment, he turned into a stream of light and rushed into the firmament.

He was going to break through the Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm directly!