Chapter 947: Governing the Heavens and Earth, Transcending All Supreme Might Throughout History!

Hundreds of millions of streams of light surged toward Chen Yan.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of a heartbeat, the pulsing of muscles, the vibration of particles.

Whoosh!

Ten thousand streams of light brushed past Chen Yan's body and mind.

It felt like a kind of karma, a kind of inexplicable energy.

It came from some kind of truth, the most primitive and pure in the world.

Accompanying the extinction of the Ancient God Beasts of the Evil Realm, it flowed into Chen Yan's body.

Martial Dao!

It is merely a tool.

It is a tool that allows humanity to eradicate malice.

The birth of Martial Dao was always solely for this initial purpose.

Ascending to the Ninth Rank!

The most difficult point, and also the most important point, is to slay an Ancient God Beast of supreme strength.

Only in this way can one prove what the Martial Dao they cultivate is for.

At this moment.

The Ancient God Beasts of the entire Evil Realm offered themselves as a sacrifice for Chen Yan's ascension.

A mission that transcends reincarnation descended at this moment.

Amidst the white mist.

Phantoms appeared one after another.

They were immense, occupying Chen Yan's entire field of vision.

"The Ancient God Beasts slaughtering the human race is the karma of the Heavenly Dao."

A turbid, ear-piercing screech resounded.

The thick mist seeped with a decaying, fishy sweetness, and countless twisted Ancient God Beasts surged out from the chaos.

They just stared at Chen Yan like this.

At this moment.

It transcended reincarnation.

It spanned time and space.

Perhaps it was an Ancient God Beast that existed just a moment ago.

Or last year.

Or a hundred years ago.

A thousand years ago.

Ancient God Beasts from ten thousand years ago crossed time and space, casting their gaze toward Chen Yan.

"Just like the human race devouring wheat or consuming poultry."

Thorny tentacles coiled around the firmament, and lava-like compound eyes ignored dimensions to look toward Chen Yan.

"Ancient Gods eating humans, Ancient God Beasts eating humans, that is the law. It is just that the human race gained intelligence, and the human race learned fear."

At this moment.

It was as if hundreds of millions of Ancient God Beasts surrounded Chen Yan.

Their voices and their figures were imprinted into the rules of Martial Dao.

The next moment.

Screech!

The rules of malice vibrated, and the remnant souls of countless Ancient God Beasts condensed together, turning into ten thousand streams of pitch-black light that bound Chen Yan.

The next moment.

Crack, crack, crack, crack!!!

Bloodstains appeared on Chen Yan's physical body, and cracks appeared on his True Martial status.

Dao essence was draining away, and vitality was fading.

Chen Yan opened his mouth and erupted with his strongest power, yet he could not break free.

This was the rules of malice blocking Chen Yan's ascension.

Perhaps this would be the most intense resistance from the rules of malice in history.

Chen Yan frowned, not expecting this difficulty to arise.

The next moment.

Hum.

Streams of white light appeared, tearing at the pitch-black streams of light.

Martial Dao rules!

Screech!

Countless screeches resounded.

The pitch-black ink-colored light was forcibly torn apart.

The next moment.

Amidst the hazy white mist.

Phantoms of living beings emerged.

There were hunched elders and young children with hair in tufts standing quietly among them.

They were laboring, wailing, and waiting for death.

They were people from a hundred years ago, a thousand years ago, ten thousand years ago.

They wore different clothes and spoke different languages.

They were laughing, crying.

Perhaps they had long since died.

But that final sliver of soul was carved into the rules of the world like fragments.

When someone ascends to the Ninth Rank, they will see it.

This moment.

They seemed to sense something and looked toward Chen Yan.

Someone revealed a gratified smile:

"I have seen a god."

Someone worshipped:

"He will surely be able to change the future of our human race."

A woman slowly approached, touching Chen Yan's cheek with one hand, shedding sorrowful tears:

"Little Yan, how did you end up like this?"

Chen Yan looked at the woman before him; she had a beautiful but weary face.

The gaze she directed at Chen Yan carried a tenderness and love that no one else possessed.

Chen Yan's lips trembled:

"Mom."

He had not expected it.

That he would actually be able to see his mother at this moment.

Clearly, his mother had died in childbirth when she gave birth to Xiaoyu.

What appeared here.

Was a sliver of his mother's soul, a sliver of human obsession left within the Martial Dao rules.

The next moment.

The crowd moved aside, and a youth dressed in black robes walked over slowly.

"General Yan, you are about to become Ninth Rank."

Xia Qi revealed a gratified smile.

"State Master, it has been a long time." Chen Yan looked at Xia Qi and nodded earnestly.

He saw Xia Qi once again.

"I knew General Yan would certainly be able to reach this step." Xia Qi revealed a hearty smile:

"I have never regretted valuing General Yan."

Chen Yan nodded earnestly.

Xia Qi, however, bowed slowly:

"The human race is entrusted to you, General Yan."

Chen Yan returned the bow.

"Thinking of the vastness of heaven and earth, I am alone and sorrowful... and shed tears."

A sorrowful voice rang out.

Chen Yan looked over, only to see ten million living souls kneeling before him.

Those were the ten million wronged souls within the Ten Thousand Phases Island.

They had endured a thousand years of pain and torment, and because of Chen Yan, they dissipated completely.

At this moment, Chen Yan saw them once again.

They were grateful to him, worshipped him.

"I have always believed that the Heavenly God General could do it."

A woman's voice rang out.

Someone walked toward Chen Yan.

It was Yin Qingshuang and Yin Youming.

They were Chen Yan's comrades-in-arms, who had died in the mouth of the Three-Headed Dragon King.

Yin Qingshuang looked at Chen Yan and bowed:

"Together, we write immortality!"

Chen Yan returned the bow:

"Together, we write immortality!"

"Hey, Chen Yan, you've probably already forgotten me."

A slightly teasing voice rang out.

Chen Yan looked over; it was Xu Di, Shen Youning, and Li Qingyuan.

Li Qingyuan was Chen Yan's classmate and comrade-in-arms from the Martial Suppression Class and the New Dragon Guard.

He had died at the hands of Xi Congyun.

As for Xu Di and Shen Youning, they were both Chen Yan's comrades-in-arms from his time in the New Dragon Guard.

At this moment, they appeared here.

This meant that they had long since died on the battlefield.

Chen Yan revealed a look of guilt:

"I'm sorry."

He didn't even know that Xu Di and Shen Youning had already died.

"Who told you to be such a busy person? It doesn't matter whether we're dead or not." Xu Di waved his hand:

"Hey, my younger sister is very pretty and likes you a lot; you could consider it."

Shen Youning walked to Chen Yan's side, revealing a quiet smile.

"War is just like this; everyone will die," Shen Youning said, hanging her head:

"I am already dead, so I think I don't need to delay anything anymore. Chen Yan, I like you very much."

Chen Yan looked at Shen Youning, tears flickering in his murky eyes.

A long, long time.

Chen Yan had already forgotten; perhaps it was a touch of youthful time from back then, or a wisp of sentiment that had vanished long ago.

At this moment, it revived.

It was just that it had already passed.

Shen Youning reached out her hand to wipe away his tears.

"I had the chance to like you, but you no longer have the chance to like me.

So, you don't need to feel guilty about anything."

"Chen Yan."

A slightly hesitant voice rang out.

Chen Yan looked over there.

A young man was pulling a young girl's hand, walking toward him.

Zhou Lu and Zhou Jiayi.

"Thank you."

Zhou Lu spoke calmly, pausing for a moment before continuing:

"For destroying the Chu Family for my younger sister."

Chen Yan watched Zhou Lu quietly.

For some reason, Chen Yan seemed to have many words he wanted to tell Zhou Lu.

This was clearly just a passerby in his life.

Even his name contained the word "road."

Yet Chen Yan had many things he wanted to say.

Zhou Lu pulled his younger sister's hand, but without giving Chen Yan a chance to speak, he turned and left.

"Things of the past, let them pass, Chen Yan.

You are you, not me, Zhou Lu.

Even without miraculous encounters, you would never be me."

Zhou Lu's voice carried a hint of nonchalance:

"I am just a very ordinary person, but I saw thousands of mountains and rivers on your shoulders.

I admire you, and I look up to you."

Chen Yan nodded, but he saw another person.

Hu Yuan.

The other party had also died.

Hu Yuan stood in a very distant corner, just watching Chen Yan from afar.

When Chen Yan's gaze shifted over.

Hu Yuan trembled and hurriedly bowed his body:

"Greetings, Venerable One!"

Chen Yan did not speak.

Wherever his gaze reached, he saw many people.

Even enemies from years past.

Chu Feiyuan, Gong Hengwen, Lu Cunyang.

They stood in the distance, their eyes looking at Chen Yan complex and filled with awe.

They had personally died at Chen Yan's hands.

Whether killed by Chen Yan at the Second Rank, or Chen Yan at the Origin Realm, or Chen Yan at the Sixth Rank.

But when this wisp of their divine soul, carved into the rules, awakened.

The person who killed them was now ascending to the Ninth Rank.

Immediately after.

Chen Yan saw the hundreds of thousands of people of Ji Prefecture.

That night, the change in the world's situation was triggered by Chen Yan.

The extinction of hundreds of thousands of Ji Prefecture living beings came by Chen Yan's hand.

Back then, they were either resentful, or angry, or fearful.

Now, seeing Chen Yan again.

There was only complexity left.

Chen Yan saw Chi Yuexi and Yu Qing, the two prodigies of the Five Clans who had originally submitted to Chen Yan during the Five Clans Dispute.

They were also Chen Yan's comrades-in-arms.

Yet they had died in the belly of the Dream-Eating Tapir.

They stood far away, waving at Chen Yan with smiles.

There was one more person.

Chi Xue.

Chi Xue stood in the distance, revealing a dashing smile:

"Not bad, you've reached the Ninth Rank; losing to you is no injustice."

"Hahahaha!"

A burst of loud laughter rang out.

Chen Changyuan rested one hand on his forehead, grinning hideously:

"If it weren't for you, Chen Yan, I, Chen Changyuan, could also have ascended to the Ninth Rank!"

He clenched his fists, overflowing with endless coldness.

Even though he was a split soul of the Chen Lord, he was still a person.

He was the greatest enemy of Chen Yan's first half of life.

Yet he was also another teacher who helped forge Chen Yan.

However, as Chen Changyuan laughed and laughed.

He could no longer make a sound.

He simply gazed at Chen Yan from afar, then turned and left.

Chen Yan cast his gaze over them.

Countless people, too many to count or describe.

Those from the outside world, those from the Evil World.

These people who had already died were witnessing his ascension.

Whether friends or enemies.

At this moment, they had all become bystanders.

The next moment.

Countless living beings were slowly bowing.

Their movements were uniform, rising and falling like the tide, as if the weight of the entire world were pressing down on Chen Yan's shoulders.

Boom!

The Martial Dao rules trembled, and fine cracks split the void.

It was as if ancient chanting seeped out from the rifts in time and space, weaving with the lingering thoughts of the living beings into a magnificent anthem.

"Help our human race's deity enter the Ninth Rank!"

Xia Qi spoke first.

The next moment.

"Help our human race's deity enter the Ninth Rank!"

"Help our human race's deity enter the Ninth Rank!"

"Help our human race's deity enter the Ninth Rank!"

One voice after another rose up.

It was as if a collision between cycles of reincarnation.

"May our human race be free of malice!"

A voice arose, passing into Chen Yan's ears.

Chen Yan's sleeves fluttered, as if he felt the anticipation and sorrow spanning ten thousand ages.

He saw Xia Qi nodding at him with gratification.

His mother's gentle and pitying smile.

Hum!

A pitch-black orb of light emerged from within Chen Yan's body.

True Martial Status!

At this moment, countless Dao patterns were carved upon it.

Dao essence and truth from the Martial Dao rules were continuously injected within.

Powerful!

Powerful!

Powerful!

Boom!

Billions of motes of dust suddenly drifted, circling around Chen Yan.

The next moment.

Xia Qi's figure began to dissipate, followed by Chen Yan's mother, Shen Youning, Xu Di...

And Zhou Lu.

One face after another vanished from sight.

At a certain moment, all the phantom images stilled.

Chen Yan saw the final scene of their lives.

Xia Qi sat in the wheelchair looking up at the firmament, the burning runes of Yin Qingshuang, the final smile of his mother at the moment of childbirth...

Then, like sand collapsing.

This moment.

Within the gray fog world created by 【Oneness】.

Chen Yan's figure began to flicker; he had already fallen to the tenth seat because his physical strength could not be fully captured by 【Oneness】.

Yet at this moment, he appeared on a higher-order seat.

The eighth seat.

The seventh seat.

The sixth seat.

The fifth seat.

Until...

After the last phantom dissipated, amidst the boiling and surging white fog.

The Martial Dao rules condensed into countless secret texts, branded into the True Martial status.

The names of all those who paid respects surged in his blood, becoming a part of the True Martial status.

The fourth seat!

And this was still under the condition that 【Oneness】 could not clearly capture Chen Yan's physical body.

Chen Yan reached out with one hand.

Ssh!

The pitch-black Ancient God status was forcibly grabbed into his hand.

A vast and surging True Martial power circulated within Chen Yan's body.

At this moment, Chen Yan.

Finally truly felt what the power of the ninth rank was.

It was as if he had crossed a dimension.

It was as if he had traversed the endless void and arrived at the temple where truth resides.

As Chen Yan squeezed with one hand.

Clatter!

The pitch-black Ancient God status shattered instantly, turning into hundreds of strands of Ancient God aura.

Immediately, golden-red streamers of light instantly pounced upon the Ancient God aura.

Between heaven and earth, it was filled with golden-red intertwined streamers of light.

Suddenly, the malice and ominousness on Chen Yan's body receded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His slack flesh tightened instantly.

His hunched back gradually straightened like a long sword drawn from its sheath.

His head of gray hair and beard turned into pitch-black, glossy strands inch by inch, intertwined with divine light.

In his eyes, the withered age and chaos gradually dissipated, and golden light as if crushing the great sun erupted.

An unprecedented, monstrous pressure overflowed wildly, shaking the white fog world!

His perception overflowed, and overflowed.

It transcended the Evil Realm, reached the outside world, then rushed into the starry sky, arriving at the other shore of the star sea.

This was the power that could slash across the galaxy.

A true strength that transcended all previous ninth ranks!

Ruling over the world, transcending all the supreme beings of the past and present!

A human deity that cannot be described in words!

It was not the ninth rank of the Blood Qi path, nor the ninth rank of the Hard Tempering path.

But the ninth rank of the True Martial path, which transcends Blood Qi and Hard Tempering and is truly powerful!

This moment, completely sublimated!

PS: One chapter today.