Chapter 973: Arch-Rival

Crack, crack, crack!

A sea of golden-red flames surged into the firmament, as if a heavenly river were pouring down, burning away the haze of the sky.

The fifty Qi-blood clones of Lord Chen remained standing, yet in the eyes of each one, endless shock emerged.

The world suddenly stagnated, as if time had been frozen by some supreme will.

As Zhang Huizhi and Li Zhiyi merged into one, the two one-third Will Domains transformed into a single entity at this moment.

His eyes ignited with golden-red flames, each wisp of fire leaping as if it had a life of its own, reflecting in the countless shocked eyes across the entire world.

Like a desert receiving sweet rain, that familiar, powerful feeling climbed endlessly within Li Zhiyi's body.

Only the Will Path that possesses a Will Domain is a truly powerful Will Domain.

"Chen Yuan, you are truly not bad."

Li Zhiyi sighed aloud.

Within the gray fog world created by 【Unity】, Zhang Huizhi's seat completely vanished.

And Li Zhiyi climbed at this moment.

Ninth!

Eighth!

Fifth!

Fourth!

The status energy from the simulation core erupted continuously, and layer upon layer of terrifying pressure transformed into monstrous waves that spread incessantly.

Hum!

All color between heaven and earth vanished in an instant, as if swallowed by some supreme existence.

Within the sight of the world, only that existence wearing battle armor remained.

Chen Yuan's pupils contracted wildly.

Even he felt his head buzzing incessantly.

He clearly saw the miraculous scene of two bodies merging into one, so seamless, so perfect.

It was as if Li Zhiyi and Zhang Huizhi had been one entity all along.

"Chen Yan......"

Chen Yuan's voice was hoarse:

"Starting from the surprise attack on Ji Province, you had already planned for today!"

Endless anger was contained within Chen Yuan's voice.

At this moment, he understood everything.

Li Zhiyi is Chen Yan, and Zhang Huizhi is also Chen Yan.

Before the Five Clans Conflict, Chen Yan was a pawn in the hands of the human supreme experts.

After the Five Clans Conflict, Chen Yan traded his own death for the qualification to become a chess player.

"Brilliant!"

Chen Yuan stood in the void, his brows slightly furrowed, admiration and relief churning in the depths of his eyes.

"Truly brilliant!"

Chen Yuan laughed.

As an arch-rival, he had personally watched Chen Yan walk this path step by step.

Watching this collateral branch of the Chen clan walk step by step toward the supreme, step by step calculating against all the human supreme experts.

"How good it would have been if you had been born two thousand years earlier!"

Chen Yuan laughed aloud.

And across the whole world, countless hearts surged with emotion.

At this moment, everyone understood Chen Yan's plan.

"So, the new Universe Lord is also Chen Yan!"

"Li Zhiyi was not yet the complete Chen Yan, but now he is!"

"It is hard to imagine that when he walked out of the Five Clans Conflict, he had already designed the current situation; how old was he back then?"

"With Chen Yan in the human race, perhaps this is the human race's last chance."

"I feel as if I have seen him walking on a deserted road for too long, too long."

"So, it was always him."

People from all over the world gazed at him, feeling the supreme pressure belonging to the Lord of Will.

They felt moved, excited, conflicted, and even tears streamed down.

When Chen Yan launched the surprise attack on Ji Province, for as many people who considered it a miraculous decision, there were just as many who thought Chen Yan was being too reckless.

They believed that Chen Yan should not have done that, should not have been so reckless.

If it weren't for Chen Yan's stubbornness, Chen Yan would not have died.

But now.

Everyone realized it in an instant.

From the very beginning, Chen Yan had already viewed himself as a pawn.

Using himself as bait to lure the world's supreme experts into the game.

Now, Chen Yan has reached this step, and no one can stop Chen Yan anymore.

In a corner that no one noticed.

"Hahahaha!"

The middle-aged man named Wang Yang had tears in his eyes:

"Continue on your path; you have already taken hold of the wheel of fate for the human world!"

Above the battlefield of Yu Province.

Luo Puxin, covered in blood, watched this scene with a mixture of relief and complex emotions.

It was hard to imagine how much Chen Yan had endured, and how much he had sacrificed.

Only now had it been exchanged for this moment.

"He is the genius I chose!"

Luo Puxin stood in the firmament, looking at his comrade beside him, who was also stained with blood:

"I met him at Green Mountain; at that time, he was battling a Green Dweller Snake!"

No one believed Luo Puxin's words.

Why would a Heavenly God General bother to battle a tiny Green Dweller Snake?

Somewhere in the distance.

Chen Min, covered in bloody gashes from head to toe, watched in silence.

Not far away, a young man named Yu Sixian flew over, controlling thousands of puppets.

Chen Min and Yu Sixian exchanged a glance, then burst into loud laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

Their laughter was extremely complex.

On the other side of the world.

The Seventh Dao Child, Ying, was stunned:

"Are you all in the outside world this devious?"

Ji Chen glanced at Ying:

"You are the strongest assassin of the human race; how can you call others devious?"

Ying shrank his neck:

"You had better take me back; I will go participate in the Dao Child Struggle. I cannot kill Master Chen, and I am afraid of death."

Ji Chen frowned slightly:

"Going back is also death."

Ying's pupils constricted:

"What do you mean?"

"I mean..." Ji Chen pursed his lips:

"Today, you will die no matter what."

Ying fell silent, his eyelids drooping:

"So it is today, but didn't you say I would at least be able to see the dawn?"

Ji Chen sighed:

"You have already seen it, and you will see it again."

Ying's expression paused, and he looked far away toward Li Zhiyi above the sea.

"I understand."

Ji Chen was silent for a long time, just about to open his mouth to comfort him.

Within his own universe, a strange sound came.

Ji Chen waved one hand, and a sound-transmission array disk appeared in his hand.

"Ji Chen, you played me!"

The cold voice of the Ji Master came from the other side of the disk.

"What is wrong?"

Ji Chen's voice was calm.

"Zhao Zhugui was created by the Lord of Will; is he or is he not another avatar of Chen Yan?"

"He is." Ji Chen's voice was indifferent.

For an instant, the Ji Master's voice stalled, with only heavy breathing audible.

"And he is not." Ji Chen continued:

"He was created by Chen Yan, but you have already twisted his causality during this period of time.

The future will evolve according to what I have said."

After saying this, Ji Chen hung up the communication.

Ying glanced at Ji Chen:

"She is your junior, after all; to think you would actually fool her like this."

A smile appeared on the corner of Ji Chen's mouth:

"It is not about whether it is fooling or not; my responsibility is to place the ending of every person in a specific position.

Thereby, allowing that future event to truly happen."

"What event?" Ying asked, frowning.

"It cannot be spoken of," Ji Chen sighed:

"For those few supreme beings, what I do is dispensable.

But the turning point of the future is precisely that one or two most critical points."

The Shadow no longer paid attention to Ji Chen, continuing to look toward the sky above the ocean.

And within Great Xia.

Ji Ling put away the communication formation disk, withdrew the blood-Qi barrier shrouding their body, and looked at Zhao Zhugui, who was standing in the firmament.

In an instant, boundless hatred emerged in Ji Ling's eyes.

Yet in the very next moment, Ji Ling slowly closed their eyes.

"I felt killing intent from you."

Zhao Zhugui spoke indifferently.

Ji Ling narrowed their eyes.

"Give up, you cannot kill me." Zhao Zhugui looked at Ji Ling.

"You..." Ji Ling's voice trembled:

"Are you really..."

"I am I." Zhao Zhugui's eyes were calm:

"Zhao Zhugui, a traveler who has already wandered the entire world."

The Ji Master was unable to speak for a moment.

According to Ji Chen's words, Zhao Zhugui had been created by Chen Yan from the very beginning.

And the mission Chen Yan bestowed upon Zhao Zhugui was to travel across the entire world.

Now, Zhao Zhugui had not only traveled across the entire world.

But had also planted the 【Eternal Calamity Reversing Blood】 formation in every corner of the human realm.

Perhaps in some respects.

Zhao Zhugui was far more terrifying than Li Zhiyi and Zhang Huizhi.

Zhao Zhugui did not possess that powerful force of will.

But Zhao Zhugui had already seized the lifeblood of the entire world.

"You..." the Ji Master spoke, looking at Zhao Zhugui.

"What is it?"

Zhao Zhugui asked.

"Nothing." The Ji Master slowly shook their head, something flickering in the depths of their eyes, and looked back toward the sea:

"Chen Yuan is about to fall, the era belonging to our Five Clans is coming to an end."

Boom!

A series of wild winds swept across countless miles, rushing past where the Ji Master stood.

It blew the Ji Master's hood down, letting the blinding sunlight pierce into the depths of the Ji Master's bewildered eyes.

Boom boom boom boom!

Countless wild winds swept continuously, scattering the clouds.

A fierce battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Between the sea and sky.

The red-haired youth wearing battle armor bent his legs slightly.

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, heaven and earth distorted simultaneously, and endless power condensed from beneath his feet.

Space and time became exceptionally heavy.

Whoosh!

Circle after circle of waves surged up, beginning to spin wildly around Li Zhiyi, and heaven and earth were filled with the force of will.

The entire world shook violently with Li Zhiyi as the center.

The next moment.

Boom!

Li Zhiyi erupted instantly!

The long saber vibrated, and the pressure of his will-status erupted with a bang. This pressure was no longer the stagnation from before, but transformed into a tangible torrent, slamming fiercely into the fifty clones!

"Come!"

A Chen Master clone shouted, instantly executing 【Dao Slash】.

Space and time were abruptly severed, and it was as if an impenetrable giant wall had appeared between Li Zhiyi and the fifty clones.

"Not bad!"

Li Zhiyi exclaimed in admiration; martial Dao is the rule.

The Chen Master's 【Dao Slash】 was clearly a high-level rule.

It was just, not enough!

Boom!

The long saber slashed horizontally!

A blood-red saber light shone brightly between heaven and earth, the blinding light flame striking the void, covering the radiance of the stars.

Crack crack crack!!!

The void shattered.

Blood light surged, will flowed torrentially, endlessly intersecting, as if the world were descending once more.

Li Zhiyi charged into the fifty clones in an instant, standing in the center of the ocean of will.

The fifty Chen Master clones instantly seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.

"You are also not bad!"

The clones shouted in a low voice, simultaneously slashing their swords; fifty sword beams that severed the galaxy and charged through the universe pressed down upon Li Zhiyi in unison.

Li Zhiyi's eyes shot out blood-red light, and he swept his long saber horizontally.

Boom, boom, boom!

The power of blood and Qi, will, and True Martial power collided crazily, shattering the firmament with the terrifying impact and revealing the endless void.

"You!"

The expression of the Chen Lord clone changed wildly; he could clearly feel the aura of the laws overflowing from Li Zhiyi's entire body.

That was the supreme truth, the most profound Dao law.

Li Zhiyi seemed to be the master of the Martial Dao, a Ninth-Rank Death Realm expert.

Yet Li Zhiyi clearly had not ascended to the Ninth Rank.

They were situated in an ocean of will, like leaves of a boat in raging waves, ready to be capsized in an instant.

Li Zhiyi, however, did not give these clones any time, thrusting his long saber out.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

A continuous series of muffled sounds exploded.

Those blood and Qi clones, once revered as invincible by the experts of the five races, were like paper under the impact of the pressure of his will, with bloodstains appearing on their bodies.

Boom, boom, boom!

Endless booming sounds resonated.

Li Zhiyi raised his right hand and grabbed at the void, taking control of the space within a radius of ten thousand miles by force.

Immediately after.

Crack, crack, crack!

Tearing it away!

Endless nothingness was revealed to the world.

The next moment.

Boom!

Li Zhiyi threw a punch, blasting the Chen Lord clone and the space together into the depths of the universe.

This battle was destined to trigger tides of heaven and earth and cause chaos in the human world.

It was better to fight in the depths of the universe.

People looked up in shock.

The next moment.

Hum!

A blinding light that crushed the sun suddenly projected from the depths of the universe, and the entire human world became bright.

Boom!

Stars exploded, turning into endless streams of light that shattered in the void.

A blood-red ribbon spanning a million miles cut across the light of the galaxy, spreading boundlessly.

"Chen Yan!"

In the depths of the universe.

A huge long sword spanning the galaxy suddenly appeared; wherever the sword tip pointed, it caused stars to collapse, as if the judgment of the Heavenly Dao had descended.

The various Chen Lord clones merged, finally transforming into a green-robed Dharma image stepping on stars and holding a cosmic long sword.

"That... what is that!"

"Is this still a martial artist?"

"With one punch, they can destroy the sun; this is already power that transcends gods!"

Someone opened their mouth wide, breathing with difficulty.

"Chen Yan, tell me, what do you want to do, and how will you do it!"

The Chen Lord Dharma image spoke, its majestic voice transmitted through a special medium, resounding throughout the entire universe.

He was asking, filled with curiosity.

This was the stern interrogation of an enemy, the deep inquiry of a mentor, and the melancholy questioning of a confidant.

The next instant.

Boom!

A scarlet sun suddenly appeared from the shattered void, constantly expanding, its scorching power of will burning the sword light.

That was a sun condensed purely from the power of will.

Above the earth.

Countless people found it difficult to look.

Under such god-like means, the common people of the world were as weak as ants.

The next moment.

Hum!

A gold-red Dharma image spanning over a million miles condensed in the deep space of the universe.

Li Zhiyi's figure constantly expanded, his hand grasping the blood-sun of will.

Boom, boom, boom!

Every step he took made the galaxy tremble, and the gold-red patterns on his battle armor moved like living things, reflecting the flames of will.

At this moment.

Even the stars appeared minuscule.

"I declare my fate to Heaven and Earth, establish my heart by planting the Myriad Dao Tree, shatter the shackles of the Ancient Gods, and sever the injustices of the world!"