Chapter 949: I am very angry right now!

His voice was heavy.

Chen Yan was dead, and he was not happy about it.

He was merely dissatisfied that Chen Yan had to interfere with his plans.

Chen Yan was a treasure of the human race, perhaps the human god of the next era.

He could also have become his successor after he failed.

But he should not have participated in this human catastrophe.

Boom!

Countless array patterns exploded from within Chen Fazheng's body:

"Damn it!"

He roared in anger, and the next moment, he looked toward the Emperor Fruit again:

"I can only win, I cannot lose!"

He turned and left, and when he was ten thousand miles away from the Evil Realm Saint-Breaking Tree, he waved one hand.

Countless array patterns condensed and manifested, shrouding the Saint-Breaking Tree.

Seen from the outside, outsiders could not even see the Saint-Breaking Tree at all.

"I will not make a mistake."

Chen Fazheng raised his head and sighed:

"In the entire world, only I know the location of this tree; this is a mission that belongs solely to me."

He took a step forward, though it appeared heavy, and immediately crossed the Sea of Malice.

Until a certain moment.

Chen Fazheng saw the Xia Sovereign.

The Xia Sovereign stood in the void, his aura like an emperor holding court, and locked eyes with Chen Fazheng.

There was a trace of indignation in Chen Fazheng's eyes, and the next moment, he spoke:

"Does the Xia Sovereign know where Chen Yan is?"

The Xia Sovereign frowned and did not answer.

"Xia Sovereign!"

Chen Fazheng suddenly rebuked him sternly:

"You had the opportunity to change his path, yet you chose to let it be time and time again!

Now look at what has happened!"

Chen Fazheng had never been this furious in front of the Xia Sovereign, but at this moment, his anger was overwhelming:

"Now that Chen Yan is likely dead, all of this is thanks to you!"

The Xia Sovereign looked at Chen Fazheng; the air seemed to freeze, and even the wind dared not stir his robes, his domineering presence making people unable to breathe.

"Did you take the wrong medicine?" the Xia Sovereign said in a low voice.

"Isn't that the case?" Chen Fazheng sneered repeatedly:

"You, the Xia Sovereign, have great achievements and look down upon the world; anyone before your eyes is as insignificant as an ant!"

Chen Fazheng's breathing was rapid, his beard trembling:

"Where is Chen Yan!

Is he dead, was he devoured by the Ancient God status?

Was he devoured by the other supreme beings!"

The anger in Chen Fazheng's eyes became increasingly obvious.

In the past, he had held awe for the Xia Sovereign, but at this moment, he did not care at all.

How many years had he endured.

Especially the final speculation.

Chen Fazheng had seen it very clearly.

The moment Chen Yan disappeared within the Gray Mist World, the seats of three supreme beings suddenly rose.

Could this be a coincidence?

This was definitely not a coincidence!

It was very likely that Chen Yan had been devoured by those three existences.

Chen Yan was dead!

The Xia Sovereign narrowed his eyes, looking at Chen Fazheng with extreme coldness.

"Xia Sovereign, without my Five Clans, without my Chen Clan, you could not suppress the Sun of Xia!

What the human race reveres is not you; the human race fears you; what the human race reveres is the Sun of Xia, not you!

You stand above the human race, I fear you have long forgotten that you are also just a human skin!"

Chen Fazheng waved his hand, and his figure turned into talisman light and vanished.

The Xia Sovereign's lips pressed into a cold, hard line, and the air around him was soaked with a bloody sense of oppression.

Chen Fazheng was rebelling against the heavens.

Only, at this moment, the Xia Sovereign had no mood to pay attention to Chen Fazheng; he gazed at the boundless Sea of Malice and said in a low voice:

"He was fine even after the Great Tide, why did he suddenly disappear now?

Did some kind of Dao wound appear, or..."

The Xia Sovereign stopped mid-sentence, a faint sadness washing over the depths of his eyes, yet it was retracted within a breath, leaving only an emperor-like cold silence.

"No, where did the problem arise?"

The Xia Lord looked toward the firmament:

"Was it your handiwork?"

The killing intent in his eyes grew increasingly intense.

At the same time.

Inside the Malice Royal Court.

Chen Yuan stepped out.

"I do not believe it."

Chen Yuan's voice was icy:

"I do not believe you would die; if you are to die, you can only die by my hand."

Boom!

A terrifying blood energy suddenly exploded from Chen Yuan's body, transforming into hundreds of blood energy clones that sped off in all directions.

The next moment.

The Chen Lord's expression was somewhat weary.

At the same time.

Aboard a leaf-shaped skiff.

"Impossible!"

Dressed in white, Ji Chen looked at the Trace-Returning Mirror in his hand, a look of shock appearing in his eyes.

"What is it?"

Beside him, Ying frowned and spoke.

She had never seen Ji Chen display such an expression.

Ji Chen's breathing trembled, and the Trace-Returning Mirror in his hand was rattling.

"The causality has vanished; is he dead?"

Ji Chen's gaze flashed wildly:

"But this is impossible!

Why, why?"

Ji Chen stumbled and fell into a seat, his face deathly pale, his eyes hollow, utterly dejected; his entire being collapsed in an instant.

"You..." Ying started to speak but stopped, as Ji Chen's state of mind was not right at this moment.

"I will tell you a secret!"

Ji Chen spoke with difficulty; he looked at Ying, carrying endless exhaustion.

"What secret?"

Ying frowned and asked.

Ji Chen gave a bitter smile:

"That I was so indifferent before, it was actually all an act?"

"Hm?" Ying was left speechless, not expecting Ji Chen to say such a thing.

"Right now..." Ji Chen looked at the pitch-black sky:

"The pressure is immense!"

Within the Central Divine Soil.

"Is he dead?"

Xuan Yi opened his eyes, his fingertips rubbing against his sleeves:

"Is he dead?

What a pity..."

He shook his head slightly; having mastered the integration of the three arrays, he had become the strongest Dao Child.

Xuan Yi had the confidence to kill Chen Yan.

But Chen Yan had now vanished without a trace.

Even if he were not dead, Chen Yan's strength had already fallen out of the fifty strongest in the human world.

He posed no threat to Xuan Yi whatsoever.

Beside them, Lord Wuhen remained sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, seemingly not caring at all.

Ruan Qingwu, however, smoothed her brows, but upon seeing Xuan Yi, a sense of urgency welled up in her heart again.

………………

The outside world.

"What on earth happened?"

The Yu Lord arrived and looked at Zhang Huizhi.

Zhang Huizhi shook his head and sighed:

"I can no longer sense the main body; perhaps..."

Zhang Huizhi started to speak but stopped.

Chen Yan had already evaded the Mother God's gaze, but the others had not.

As for how Chen Yan truly was, he naturally could not tell the truth.

The Yu Lord was stunned and looked at the Element Lord, who was equally dazed beside him.

The two looked at each other, speechless for a moment.

"It is fine, do we not still have you?" the Element Lord said, looking at Zhang Huizhi.

Zhang Huizhi is Chen Yan; only the physical body is different, but the consciousness is the same.

Zhang Huizhi did not speak.

He stood up, clad in pitch-black high-tech battle armor, with silver lightning patterns faintly visible on the matte armor surface.

"The Succession Offering Ceremony has begun, hasn't it?"

The Universe Master's breathing was somewhat heavy; he did not answer.

After all, the death of Chen Yan's original body was a matter of great importance, and his mood was currently very poor.

Zhang Huizhi glanced at the Universe Master, then walked out of the great hall.

Yu Ming and Yu Cheng were already wearing formal Yu Clan battle armor, waiting at the entrance.

"Greetings, Honored One!" Yu Ming and Yu Cheng spoke simultaneously.

Zhang Huizhi nodded and walked through the long corridor.

At every corner stood a Yu Clan warrior, bowing respectfully to him.

Walking all the way to the end, there was a large platform.

The large platform was built of dark gold alloy, with thousands of Yu Clan dignitaries standing on both sides.

The energy crystals atop the gilded totem pillars at the edges glowed with a pale purple halo.

As Zhang Huizhi arrived, everyone looked at him.

At the same time.

Above the firmament, thousands of silver-black colored flying warships hovered in a dense mass.

Countless micro-cameras extended from the warships and pillars, precisely transmitting Zhang Huizhi's figure to the entire region.

At the same moment.

The entire Yu Province.

Giant light screens on thousands of skyscrapers lit up simultaneously, and the holographic image of Zhang Huizhi clad in black armor appeared prominently.

On the streets, rooftops, and plazas between the buildings, tens of millions of the human race stood quietly, looking up.

This moment was solemn and grave.

Countless people gazed at Zhang Huizhi.

Even in Chen Province, Lu Province, Ji Province, Chi Province, Great Xia, and other places.

There were people watching this scene in real-time.

The change of the Universe Master of Yu Province was too sudden and too important.

And the name of Zhang Huizhi was remembered by countless people at this moment.

At this moment.

Where Zhang Huizhi was.

The clamor faded away, leaving only the low hum of warship engines and the sound of the draft.

Inside a building not far from the great hall.

Li Zhiyi, Xia Hanzhou, and others stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching this scene from afar.

The next moment.

Above the ceremonial platform.

Yu Wen, clad in red robes, walked out with a solemn and grave expression:

"The Succession Offering Ceremony officially begins!"

The next moment.

At the edge of the platform, that gilded totem pillar suddenly erupted with purple light, shooting into the high heavens.

Screech!

A low cry resounded.

Suddenly!

A rift of light split open at the end of the high heavens.

The phantom of a giant metal Black Tortoise slowly descended; its turtle shell was embedded with energy chips, its snake tail was coiled with silver-blue electric arcs, and its pressure shrouded the heavens and earth.

Zhang Huizhi looked up.

The Yu Clan is indeed technological enough.

That was clearly just a phantom, yet it actually had a technological flavor.

The next moment.

The Black Tortoise spat out green light, and one figure after another appeared.

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

Yu Wen bowed in salute.

The next instant.

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

"Greetings, Ancestor!"

These were clearly the various Universe Masters of Yu Province from years past, their remnant souls now summoned forth once again.

The first few wore fine robes, their faces aged.

By the seventh, their face was rugged, and their right arm was a pure metal arm.

The ninth and tenth had more and more metal components on their bodies.

The ten Universe Masters looked at Zhang Huizhi, their faces showing satisfaction.

"Not bad, supreme strength!"

The ancestor of the Yu Clan who walked out first nodded in satisfaction.

"My Yu Clan shall remain evergreen; this person will surely lead my Yu Clan to the peak!" another former Yu Lord praised after sensing Li Zhiyi's aura.

The next moment.

"Long live the Yu Clan!"

"Long live the Yu Clan!"

Countless cheers resounded.

The new Yu Lord being praised by the predecessors would naturally make the entire Yu Clan cheer.

This meant that the new Yu Lord would surely achieve even greater strength.

But immediately after.

A former Yu Lord frowned:

"Where is Yu Lai!"

The next moment, the figure of the Yu Lord appeared.

That former Yu Lord shouted in a low voice:

"What is the meaning of this? He is not a person of our Yu Province at all!"

The Yu Lord remained silent, scarlet points of light flickering beneath the hood.

In an instant, all the former Yu Lords began to sense Zhang Huizhi's bloodline, their expressions changing one by one.

"Yu Lai, what on earth are you doing?"

"Yu Lai, you are the greatest prodigy in the history of our Yu Province, so why would you want to destroy our Yu Province?"

"Yu Lai, I am very disappointed in you!"

Sounds of reprimand rang out one after another.

This scene played out across the entire Yu Province.

Countless living beings of the Yu Province opened their mouths wide, only then realizing that the new Yu Lord was not of the Yu Province bloodline.

Some could not believe it.

Because the current Yu Lord was rated as the strongest Yu Lord, destined to lead the Yu Province toward a supreme future.

No one would believe that the Yu Lord had actually committed such an act of treason.

At this moment.

The Yu Lord stood quietly, facing the ten ancestors:

"Everyone, listen to my explanation."

"Explain what? What exactly is your situation!"

An ancestor scolded.

"You are the Profound Martial Child of our Yu Province; how could you be so muddled!"

A former Yu Lord sighed.

The Yu Lord stood there, feeling extremely irritable inside.

He was not some Yu Lord who had taken office by fighting for power; he was the strongest Yu Lord who had been chosen back then.

Even the former Yu Lords had begged him to take the position.

Now, Chen Yan's true self was in trouble.

The Yu Lord was in a truly terrible mood.

"Everyone!" the Yu Lord said in a deep voice.

In an instant, all the former Yu Lords stopped speaking.

The Yu Lord shouted in a low voice:

"I am very angry right now!"

His voice continued to spread, resounding throughout the Yu Province.

At this moment, countless people opened their mouths wide, shocked.

"He is angry."

A former Yu Lord pursed his lips:

"Then let us continue with the recognition of the national mandate."