Chapter 945: How deep must one's determination be to be worthy of all the displacement and length of this journey?

Blurred black shadows appeared and disappeared.

The next moment.

A streak of cyan light flickered within the white mist.

Chen Yan reached out with one hand.

*Snap! *

A fresh Realm Fruit appeared in Chen Yan's hand.

It was a fifth-rank Realm Fruit.

The next moment.

*Whoosh, whoosh... *

Streaks of light flew rapidly through the white mist.

Chen Yan raised one hand, and his surging power transformed into a woven net, catching these streaks of light one by one.

They were brand-new Realm Fruits.

Outside the world of white mist, Realm Fruits flew out, enveloped by hazy white light, drifting along the Sea of Malice toward a certain direction.

Chen Yan's expression tightened slightly.

So, this is how the Realm Fruits reach the Central Divine Soil.

But this time, Chen Yan had no reason to let the Realm Fruits leave him.

As his power circulated, a massive woven net enveloped the periphery of the white mist world.

He gathered these flying Realm Fruits into the net.

Chen Yan estimated that the next time he consumed a Realm Fruit, he would no longer obtain the memories of Bai E.

After all, he had already absorbed almost all of Bai E's memories.

But this did not mean these Realm Fruits were useless.

Within the Realm Fruits, there was energy from the positions of both Blood Qi and Horizontal Refining.

It was just that Chen Yan's Ancient God position would absorb the energy of these two martial Dao positions completely.

But just because the Ancient God position could absorb them,

did not mean the True Martial position could not.

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes.

The True Martial position was formed by the combination of the two martial Daos of Blood Qi and Horizontal Refining.

The reason it could not compete with the Ancient God position was simply because the True Martial position was still too weak.

But if the Will position suppressed and blocked the Ancient God position,

the True Martial position would certainly be able to absorb them.

*Step, step, step. *

As Chen Yan ventured deeper, the repulsive force from the Ancient God position became increasingly obvious and heavy.

*Caw! *

A screech resounded from Chen Yan's throat.

This was not intentional on Chen Yan's part, but rather the Ancient God position feeling terrified and repulsed.

It did not want Chen Yan to continue venturing deeper.

It did not want Chen Yan to enter the depths of the white mist.

*Step, step, step... *

As if stepping on a swamp, Chen Yan's footsteps became slower and slower.

Until at one moment, Chen Yan could no longer move forward.

Meanwhile, within the gray mist world created by 【Unity】, Chen Yan's figure had already reached the position of the tenth strongest.

【Unity】's perception of Chen Yan was becoming less and less, and the information it could capture about Chen Yan's body was also decreasing.

Currently, it had perhaps grasped less than one-third of Chen Yan's physical information.

Therefore, 【Unity】 had ranked Chen Yan's strength at tenth.

In reality, after another small tide,

Chen Yan should have the strength to become the fourth strongest of the human race.

That is to say, the first person after the three of Bai E, Fanni, and the Summer Lord.

But 【Unity】 could not capture it.

This was a good thing.

But the problem now was...

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes.

He could not get in.

The Ancient God position was repelling the white mist.

Chen Yan frowned.

The Evil Realm Breaking Saint Tree was right before his eyes; it would be the greatest joke if he could not get past it.

What to do?

Chen Yan narrowed his eyes.

"Right here, I shall completely dissolve the Ancient God position."

Chen Yan sat down cross-legged and began to sense the Ancient God position within his body.

The next instant.

Boom!

A majestic energy of black and red colors instantly exploded within Chen Yan's body.

The Will Status and the True Martial Status simultaneously surged forward to suppress the Malice Status with madness.

Boom, boom, boom!

This time, the Ancient God Status already contained six hundred strands of Ancient God aura.

It could be called unprecedentedly powerful.

However, the Will Status had also grown much stronger; although it could not compare to the Ancient God Status, when combined with the True Martial Status, it might be able to shatter the Ancient God Status more easily.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

Powerful and forceful collisions rang out continuously from within Chen Yan's body.

But an increasingly strange feeling emerged in the depths of Chen Yan's heart.

That was, the resistance of the Ancient God Status this time was exceptionally forceful.

Perhaps, it had learned something.

Does the Ancient God Status truly possess its own consciousness?

A murky light appeared in Chen Yan's eyes.

He had already grasped the final path of hope.

There must absolutely be no problems at this moment.

In the dark, mysterious void.

Chen Yan felt a trace of intense foreboding.

That was, the Ancient God Status within his body was sounding an alarm, frantically transmitting some kind of information to the outside world.

This information would sweep across mountains and seas, across every star, across every city, spanning the boundless universe, to be perceived by some indescribable existence.

Perhaps, within the depths of the endless star sea abyss.

There was a dark core writhing with countless pieces of deformed flesh.

It devoured galaxies, its aura of decay drifting across billions of years of dead, silent space-time.

And as these strands of information were transmitted away.

A terrifying gaze descended upon the mortal world once more.

Everything turned into final silence and inexplicable madness.

Invincible.

Invincible!

Run!

Run!

An intense sense of crisis struck, but it was suppressed by Chen Yan.

This was not panic generated from within Chen Yan's heart, but the Ancient God Status constantly influencing Chen Yan's mind.

The next moment.

"Hahahaha!!!"

Chen Yan suddenly burst into loud laughter.

"Even though I am constantly shattering the Ancient God Status, even though the Will Status is constantly growing stronger.

But the Ancient God Status is right there, always looking down on me with indifference."

Chen Yan clenched his fists, and pitch-black fragments of malice slowly fell.

He hung his head, white hair brushing against his withered face, yet his murky eyes flashed with golden light.

"But this time, you are afraid."

The Ancient God Status was panicking.

Otherwise, why would it influence Chen Yan like this?

Why would it stop Chen Yan at all costs?

The day Chen Yan created the Realm-Slaying.

The most precious thing was perhaps not the birth of the Will Status.

But rather, Chen Yan's self-questioning and self-answering.

Perhaps, other people, or even the Xia Lord.

Would all panic at this moment, would all hesitate at this moment.

At this moment, they would fear that gaze which had yet to arrive.

They would fear the dark existence in the boundless universe.

Their consciousness would be crushed by that eerie whisper which had yet to arrive.

But Chen Yan would not.

The malice within the heart.

Would never again be a stumbling block preventing Chen Yan from moving forward.

Just how deep a determination is required to be worthy of this long and arduous journey?

"Then let me, at this very moment..."

Chen Yan stood up.

His silhouette was like a monument wedged into the white mist.

His white hair and black robe merged into the whiteness, with only his eyes glowing gold and red like dying embers.

"Ascend to the Ninth Rank!"

The next instant.

Hiss!

Chen Yan's voice was as hoarse as if it had emerged from an eternal abyss, the words wrapped in chaotic gibberish.

This was a force of greatness that could not be resisted, accompanied by an indescribable majesty.

It drifted away just like that, spreading throughout the entire Sea of Malice.

In a single moment.

Deep within the endless Sea of Malice.

Crack, crack, crack!

The skeletons of one ancient divine beast after another began to resonate.

They raised their heads, not daring to be careless as they listened to every detail of this sound.

Whether they were powerful ancient divine beasts lurking within the Sea of Malice or weak ones just born.

At this moment, they had all received the summons.

It was the Ancient God, requiring their audience.

And the place from which that voice came was their destination of pilgrimage.

And so.

They began to migrate, swimming away as if their lives depended on it.

Even.

Massive ancient divine beasts like Zhu Ming, with the power to swallow mountains and rivers, took hundreds of thousands of ancient divine beasts into their bellies, charging toward the destination at the fastest possible speed.

Daring not to be careless.