Chapter 946: Calculating the Common People

Obeying the command of Chen Yan, Wumeng the Turbid Core, who was guarding the Yun Hai Dao Fu, also heard this low, murmuring whisper.

Her brows furrowed, yet she did not move.

Because, within the voice of this summons, there was no mention of her.

The next moment.

A figure in green robes appeared suddenly.

Wumeng the Turbid Core looked over calmly; the man in green robes had an ordinary face, yet carried an indescribable depth.

Wumeng the Turbid Core looked toward Chen Yuan.

She stood in the shadows, her black skirt trailing on the ground.

A flash of irrepressible, incomprehensible melancholy passed through her eyes.

She was Chen Yuan's wife, and even more, his Dao companion.

Ever since Chen Yuan was twenty years old, she had followed him.

She had once enjoyed the supreme glory that Chen Yuan brought her.

In the past, she had always fantasized that Chen Yuan could bring her everything.

The Lord of Xia was imposing, and Xia Zhiyang was extraordinary.

But in her heart, Chen Yuan was destined to surpass those two men.

However, on that day two thousand years ago.

When Chen Yuan assumed the position of Lord Chen and accepted the recognition of the Blood Brand.

Chen Yuan attained the Dao upon the snowy mountain for three years.

When Chen Yuan descended the mountain, everything changed.

She waited bitterly for Chen Yuan, only to hear Chen Yuan say with his own mouth that he had seen endless evil.

Since then.

Chen Yuan no longer loved her.

Chen Yuan seemed like a different person; he wore different faces for different people.

She saw Chen Yuan growing closer and closer to the Ancient Divine Beasts.

Until one day, Chen Yuan took her to seek out Wumeng the Turbid Core.

And Wumeng the Turbid Core was, at that time, in the interval of ascending to the Ninth Rank.

That battle erupted in the depths of the universe.

That battle was earth-shattering and heaven-darkening.

That day, she saw Chen Yuan's true strength for the first time.

This man had feigned his nature for a lifetime, deceiving even his own wife.

Chen Yuan killed the supreme Ancient Divine Beast.

This was a monumental feat in the history of the human race.

Yet only she saw it.

Chen Yuan killed Wumeng the Turbid Core to ascend to the Ninth Rank, and only she saw that too.

Yet Chen Yuan was terrifyingly calm; at that moment, she even saw endless despair in Chen Yuan's eyes.

Afterwards.

She learned of what Chen Yuan intended to do.

She became Wumeng the Turbid Core.

Under Chen Yuan's arrangement, she met Chen Fazheng.

She and Chen Fazheng surrounded and killed the Master of True Intent.

What the people of the world did not know was that Chen Yuan had been plotting against the Master of Martial Dao since two thousand years ago.

"I can feel it," Wumeng the Turbid Core lowered her head:

"Our time is almost up."

The Lord Chen spoke only with indifference:

"Where is Chen Yan?"

Wumeng the Turbid Core suddenly chuckled:

"I do not know."

Chen Yuan furrowed his brows and turned to leave.

"Why do you not kill..." Wumeng the Turbid Core said, yet a great fear welled up in her heart.

The natural suppression of an Ancient Divine Beast by an Ancient God descended upon her.

In the depths of her mind, she dared not even harbor any disrespect toward Chen Yan.

"Why should I kill him?" Chen Yuan turned back, looking at Wumeng the Turbid Core:

"Have I not spent all these years searching for someone who could kill me with their own hands?"

Wumeng the Turbid Core stared at Chen Yuan, speechless for a moment.

Chen Yuan suddenly laughed;

"You have followed me all this time and know the things I have done.

Slaughtering my own children, framing the loyal and virtuous, burying living beings alive—of all the evils in the human world, I, Chen Yuan, am the only one.

Do you not think I deserve to die?"

A shattered tenderness layered in the eyes of Wumeng the Turbid Core, but she quickly turned her head away:

"How do you intend to punish him?"

Chen Yuan said indifferently:

"If he wants to keep going, I will inevitably block his path, and he must kill me.

And I will keep waiting for him, to kill him with my own hands, or be killed by him."

Zhuhe Umeng sneered:

"You are truly paranoid."

"No." A profound light flashed within Chen Yuan's narrow, long eyes:

"I am not paranoid.

What you do not know is that for me, death is the true liberation.

Living is the greatest pain."

As Chen Yuan spoke, he frowned.

What on earth is Chen Yan doing?

Why has his strength declined?

And why has he disappeared without a trace?

He pondered, yet took another look at his wife behind him.

Perhaps when they meet again, both will face the final conclusion.

At this moment.

A trace of past tenderness seemed to flash in his eyes, but it was quickly occupied by depth and coldness.

Chen Yuan looked at the vast Yun Hai Prefecture and suddenly sighed:

"A person's life... should pursue everything."

He took a step forward, but then shook his head:

"The so-called 'everything' is merely a sliver of boring time that was once ignored."

Chen Yuan's figure disappeared.

Zhuhe Umeng looked at the ground where Chen Yuan had once stepped, silent for a long time.

…………

Nine Refinements of the Emperor Realm.

Within the Ninth Refinement.

Ruan Qingwu suddenly opened her eyes, a hint of panic appearing in them.

The next moment, she withdrew from the Ninth Refinement.

Very quickly.

She appeared above the Sea of Malice.

"You cannot go!"

Ruan Qingwu said softly, ten thousand flowers appearing behind her, transforming into a giant array disk.

【Ten Thousand Spirits Cease】!

As the array disk rotated, streams of life-and-death Qi submerged into the Sea of Malice, converging toward the massive existence entrenched within it.

At this moment.

Ruan Qingwu erupted with all her power, fighting against that terrifying god standing on the other shore.

Until a certain moment.

Roar!

A heaven-shaking roar resounded from within the Sea of Malice.

A supreme ancient divine beast that had been entrenched in ten thousand miles of sea territory finally broke free from Ruan Qingwu's control and drifted toward a certain location.

Seeing this scene, Ruan Qingwu gritted her teeth, her whole body trembling.

Immediately following.

She was suddenly startled.

For she saw a figure in white robes calmly walking past her side.

Chen Fazheng swept a cold glance at Ruan Qingwu and then ignored her.

He turned into a streak of light, flying in pursuit of that supreme ancient divine beast.

Ruan Qingwu's expression turned cold as she looked into the depths of the Sea of Malice:

"It's fine, it's fine."

At this moment.

Within the entire Evil Realm.

Countless ancient divine beasts were drifting toward a certain direction.

Chen Fazheng stood with his hands behind his back, frowning:

"This direction..."

At the same time.

On the other side of the Sea of Malice.

The figure of the Xia Lord appeared, also flying toward that direction.

And at this very instant.

Suddenly.

Screech!

A heaven-shaking shriek resounded from the deep seabed.

Boom!

A heaven-startling wave suddenly surged, spreading continuously.

Zhu Ming's massive, indescribable tail fin hung straight into the vault of heaven, instantly slapping down.

Boom!

The giant waves churned, and the physical bodies of countless Ancient Divine Beasts instantly shattered into pieces.

Roar!

A soul-shaking roar came from another direction.

It was another supreme Ancient Divine Beast, madly charging toward Zhu Ming.

In an instant.

Rumble—

The pitch-black Sea of Malice churned with chaotic miasma, and countless Ancient Divine Beasts were slaughtering each other in a frenzy within it.

Inhuman screeches shredded sanity, and evil waves carrying chaotic babble turned the sea area into a purgatory that devoured consciousness.

Slaughter.

Madness!

Distortion!

Chen Fazheng's pupils instantly constricted:

"The Ancient Divine Beasts are slaughtering each other?!"

The Xia Lord also had a look of astonishment appear in his eyes, his terrifying gaze sweeping across the horizon, trying to capture the figure of Chen Yan.

Yet he saw nothing at all.

Screech!

Hundreds of millions of screeches were completely intertwined.

A frenzied slaughter erupted throughout the entire Sea of Malice, and countless pieces of flesh mixed into the tides.

The lives of countless Ancient Divine Beasts ended at this moment.

Meanwhile, Zhu Ming and the other supreme Ancient Divine Beast collided and strangled each other continuously.

Unfolding a battle of the supreme.

The sky darkened and the earth went dim!

It was as if they had welcomed the final divine punishment of the gods, and even the last trace of desire for survival had completely vanished.

Frenzy erupted and spread at this moment.

Even Chen Fazheng's eyelids twitched as he watched.

At this moment, the number of Ancient Divine Beasts dying every single second was in the tens of thousands.

Screech!

It was like a dirge for the world of ancient gods.

When both Zhu Ming and the other supreme Ancient Divine Beast were on the verge of death.

More Ancient Divine Beasts rushed onto their physical bodies and began to bite frantically.

The madness was spreading!

Until a certain moment.

When calm returned once more.

Within the endless Sea of Malice, no one knew how many Ancient Divine Beast bodies were buried.

It was like a final dinner, with dead silence taking away the last miserable whimper.

Even Zhu Ming and the other Ancient Divine Beast were completely devoured into hundreds of millions of pieces, sinking down completely.

Violent malice exploded.

Countless crystals of malice shattered, turning into an extremely thick mist.

The doomsday belonging to the Ancient Divine Beasts of the Evil Realm had passed.

Thus, the Ancient Divine Beasts of the Evil Realm were destroyed in one fell swoop!