Chapter 970: I Still Don't Know Whether to Call You Chen Yan or the Lord of Will

A frigid killing intent condensed in Chen Yuan's eyes, spreading silently, as if even the surrounding air were being sliced into shards with a cold sound.

"I am right here!"

Chen Yuan pointed at his feet and let out a low roar:

"I am right here; take my head, and the human race is all yours!"

"Go, do what you want to do over my corpse!"

"Chen Yan!!!"

Boom!

Ten thousand miles of heavy clouds gathered above the firmament, and countless bolts of thunder suddenly roared wildly.

An endless sense of oppression shook the entire human world.

The voice belonging to Chen Yuan resounded in the hearts of countless people across the human race.

Unbelievable!

Chen Yan, that familiar yet strange name.

Appeared once again.

Every time it appeared, it stirred the hearts and minds of all living beings.

Yet, the words of the Lord of Chen struck everyone's brain like the thunder in the sky.

Who knows how many people stared fixedly at Li Zhiyi.

Chen Youqing was dazed for a moment, unable to believe it, and froze.

Within Lu Province.

Inside the great hall, Lu Jianxia suddenly sat up straight; a look of bewilderment appeared in her silver eyes, and tears gradually flowed out.

On the other side of the world.

The hot noodle soup in the hands of the Seventh Daoist dropped and smashed onto the ground.

Ying opened her red lips wide, only feeling a familiar sense of oppression shaking over instantly:

"He, he, he, he..."

…………

Within Jin Province.

Chen Yuhu was dazed, unable to believe it, and then tears gradually welled up in his eyes.

…………

Within the void space.

The Master of the Pool's expression had already turned gloomy to the extreme.

It seemed the Unprecedented Void Sacrifice was about to die.

Now, the words of the Lord of Chen made him feel as if the sky were collapsing.

Chen Yan!

So Li Zhiyi had been Chen Yan all along.

But how could this be possible?

…………

Somewhere in Tui Province.

"He clearly died!"

The Master of Ji shouted in a low voice:

"What is Chen Yuan saying? How could Li Zhiyi be Chen Yan? Li Zhiyi is one of the Three Sages of Demon Slaughtering!"

The Master of Ji's face was deathly pale, unable to believe the words Chen Yuan had spoken.

Yet, at this very moment.

Clatter!

Countless streams of fire flew out from the Great Xia's Jin Province like meteors filling the sky; they were pieces of scale armor.

They just like that streaked over the top of the Master of Ji's head.

Boom!

The sound of countless fighter jets streaking through the void resounded.

A pitch-black long spear tore through the void and traversed across.

Clatter!

Countless scales attached themselves to Li Zhiyi's body, and as Li Zhiyi reached out a hand—

The Ash-Evil Spear was grasped in his hand.

The arrival of the Ash-Evil Spear and the Heavenly God Armor overturned any lingering doubts in everyone's hearts.

"Heavenly God General!"

"Heavenly God General!"

"Heavenly God General!"

Countless voices rang out.

All the experts and military guards from Great Xia were flushed with excitement at this moment.

Looking at Li Zhiyi, it was as if they had returned to that night of the surprise attack on Ji Province.

The years of humiliation suffered by Great Xia were shattered by Chen Yan, punch by punch.

"So, it was Chen Yan all along!"

"It was him all along!"

"Always the Heavenly God General!"

Within Great Xia, countless trembling voices resounded.

People gazed at him, tears welling up in their eyes.

That night, the God General fell, and Great Xia wept bitterly.

That night, people could not even see his corpse return.

Who knows how many people had snow falling before their doors, how many knelt upon the earth, how many wept through the long night.

After Chen Yan, the human race saw the emergence of Zhang Xing and Li Zhiyi.

Yet there was never another Heavenly God General.

The entire Military Martial Guard seemed to have lost its backbone.

But that Great Xia could hold on until now was entirely because Chen Yan had brought Lu Xunyang back from the Ancient God Forbidden Land.

Brought back a group of absolute powerhouses who had experienced endless tempering.

Chen Yan's core team supported Great Xia.

Now, Chen Yan has appeared once more.

Only then did people realize he had never truly left.

Perhaps, Chen Yan had even walked a long, long road in some place unknown to the people.

At this moment.

Beneath the firmament.

The deathly silence was torn apart by roars, wails, and shouts.

Countless people knelt on the ground, tears rolling down, as if to vent all the shock and ecstasy in their hearts.

At this moment, even the powerhouses of the Five Clans were shocked.

Looking at this scene in disbelief.

It was hard to imagine that one person could possess such prestige.

They looked at one another, and when they looked at Chen Yan, it was as if they were looking at the entirety of Great Xia.

And so.

Flying warships set out from Great Xia one after another.

Creation Realm experts from the four corners of Great Xia, sixth-rankers erupting with blood energy and manifesting blood energy avatars, carried ten thousand people as they marched toward Yu Province.

Who knows how many military guards and Great Xia martial artists had already made up their minds to participate in this battle of high-level powerhouses that was never meant for them.

On the warships, upon the avatars.

A look of readiness to die appeared in the eyes of countless people.

"The Heavenly God General returns!!"

"All armies, heed the order!"

A powerhouse roared, the sound echoing through heaven and earth.

On the warships, upon the avatars.

One military guard after another took off their helmets.

One powerhouse after another knelt on one knee.

They gazed toward the firmament, pounded their chests heavily with their fists, and let out a low, thunderous roar.

"The Heavenly God General returns, all armies heed the order!"

"The Heavenly God General returns, all armies heed the order!"

"The Heavenly God General returns, all armies heed the order!"

Now, the great battle between Wei Zhao Xu Ji and Lu Xunyang was ignored.

Even the cause of the battle, Xia Hanzhou's ascension to the ninth rank, was no longer of concern to anyone.

Everyone's gaze remained fixed on Li Zhiyi.

Xia Hanzhou watched this scene, filled with emotion, and immediately accelerated the speed of his ascension.

He was dying of impatience.

He wanted to join the battle.

But why was the ninth-rank ascension so difficult?

Some powerhouses of the Five Clans saw this scene, and a sneer appeared in their eyes:

"Lord Chen alone can suppress Great Xia; our Five Clans will surely win!"

"Great Xia will certainly perish; what does it matter that Chen Yan has appeared?"

"Hahaha, Li Zhiyi, Chen Yan, what is the difference? Losing to Lord Chen once means losing to Lord Chen a second time!"

Their expressions were cold and stern.

Now, they must not lose their own momentum.

Chen Yuan watched this scene, his gaze slowly shifting toward Li Zhiyi, a flash of emotion passing through his eyes:

"To this day, I do not know whether I should call you Chen Yan or the Lord of Will."

Following Chen Yuan's words.

Silence.

Quiet.

Heaven and earth grew still.

Some people did not react in time and slowly furrowed their brows.

The sky distorted, and an invisible pressure, like a ten-thousand-foot mountain, crashed down; the entire world seemed to solidify at this moment.

"Lord of Will, Father, what does that mean?"

Chen Youqing stared fixedly at Chen Yuan, wanting to know what exactly Chen Yuan was talking about.

Chen Yuan, however, had flickering eyes as he looked toward Li Zhiyi:

"I once used the Chenzhou System to calculate, and both Bing Yi and Chen Yan had the possibility of being the Lord of Will.

In the end, Bing Yi was Chen Yan, yet I still did not believe you were the Lord of Will."

Chen Yuan sighed deeply:

"Because Lu Xunyang's Immortal Body appeared before the Path of Will.

Therefore, the people of the world all believed that the Lord of Will must have appeared first and then created the Immortal Body, and that you, Chen Yan, were merely a latecomer.

Furthermore, no one would have thought that you could create the Path of Will at seventeen years old."

Chen Yuan's expression was extremely complex:

"I was wrong, the people of the world were all wrong.

Why has the Lord of Will never appeared?

In truth, it is because the Lord of Will has always been right under the eyes of the world."

Chen Yuan gazed at Li Zhiyi, wanting to obtain an answer.

In an instant, countless people looked at Chen Yan in astonishment, unable to believe it.

The two characters 'Chen Yan' were already heavy enough.

The four characters 'Lord of Will' were even more like the existence of a god.

Especially all the Will martial artists, who were even more unable to believe it.

They were lost.

Between the sea and sky, the screeching of an Un-Omen Void Sacrifice resounded, and ten-thousand-foot waves rolled and surged.

Above the firmament, Ninth-Rank pressure descended, and Great Dao rules were generated.

Yet in the eyes of the world, there was only that youth wearing pitch-black battle armor.

"The Path of Will was indeed created by me."

A low voice resounded, like hands clutching the hearts of countless people.

Blood-colored light emerged in Li Zhiyi's eyes:

"But the Path of Will was likewise created by the human race."

Li Zhiyi swept his long spear horizontally, and a brilliant radiance slashed down the waterfalls of the sky.

"Everything I, Chen Yan, have done in my life is nothing more than questioning Heaven and Earth, questioning the human race, and questioning myself."

Chen Yuan gazed at Chen Yan:

"Have you obtained the answer?"

"I have," Li Zhiyi replied calmly.

At this moment.

Chen Youqing, Lu Jianxia, Chen Yu, Ji Yannan, San Jin, Ying, Ji Chen...

People from all over the world quieted down.

Listening to his answer.

Their shock was beyond measure, yet in a short time, they tried their best to clear the chaotic and distracting thoughts from their hearts.

They only wanted to know that answer.

The answer belonging to the Lord of Will, belonging to the Heavenly God General, belonging to the Great General of Evil Extermination.

Yet they saw that person simply lift his head, gaze at the firmament, and calmly reply:

"If the heart has no dead end, the world has no dead end."