Chapter 1704: Chapter 815: Martial God’s Opportunity

Seeing this scene, Yagyu Toshi’s face suddenly changed drastically, only feeling a strand of Qi from the unseen locking onto him. He could neither dodge nor escape.

"Condense!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Yagyu Toshi immediately made his decision. The Rule Power around his body instantly solidified, turning into a formless rule barrier that blocked before him.

He pinned his hopes on this method to block Chen Yuan’s attack.

But...

Sometimes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

The God Slaying Spear that tore through the sky seemed to transform directly into a black Divine Dragon, sweeping aside a path straight ahead. The chaotic currents of the void were instantly shattered and annihilated.

In the blink of an eye, it was right before his eyes.

The God Slaying Spear pierced into the rule barrier, and even the void itself seemed to completely freeze at this moment. But this lasted only for an instant. In the very next heartbeat, the rules on the God Slaying Spear erupted, directly dissolving Yagyu Toshi’s defense.

"Pfft!"

The spearhead of the God Slaying Spear directly pierced through Yagyu Toshi’s neck, blasting him away and nailing him in midair, almost identical to the scene when Xiang Qianqiu fell back then.

The Rule Power condensed by Chen Yuan instantly spread like a giant net, directly enveloping Yagyu Toshi within it, grinding away his life force. No matter how he struggled, it was all in vain.

"Uh... huh huh..."

Yagyu Toshi raised both hands, wanting to pull out the God Slaying Spear lodged in his throat, but he couldn’t muster a shred of strength. What was being suppressed was not only his flesh, but also his Primordial Spirit.

Right now, he wasn’t much stronger than a low-level Martial Artist.

Chen Yuan stepped through the air to arrive, expression indifferent, looking down at Yagyu Toshi. It was as if what had just happened was not a great battle, but nothing more than a trivial warm-up.

As for his current strength, Chen Yuan... was very satisfied!

No wonder it was so hard to sanctify the flesh, causing countless Martial Artists to fail in dejection, forming a heavenly chasm that had blocked the path of who knew how many Martial Artists over the past thousand years.

Because... it’s strong!

Too strong!

Just stepping into the Six Realms, relying on the partial rules of the Primordial Spirit, he could already undergo a qualitative transformation and crush veteran Immortals. If such heaven-defying battle power were everywhere, wouldn’t things be far too simple?

Previously, he had only estimated that his strength could just about be on par with a peak Human Immortal, but now, he could be certain that the vast majority of Human Immortals were not his match.

If he stepped into Martial God, achieving a dual-system Six Realms, he could be called invincible below Earth Immortal. Even against a Five Elements Chaoyuan Realm Earth Immortal, he would still have the power to fight.

The so-called invincible-in-the-Human-World, peerless Martial God, Chu Grand Ancestor of that era... he even suspected that the man might never have achieved dual-systems at the Heavenly Immortal Level. Otherwise, who could have rivaled him?

Above the Six Realms?

"Chen... Yuan..."

Yagyu Toshi raised his head, hands gripping the God Slaying Spear tightly, staring deathly at Chen Yuan, his eyes full of shock and frustration. He had stepped into the Six Realms so many years ago.

He was indisputably Japan’s number one expert, and yet... yet he couldn’t block even a single spear from Chen Yuan!

He... had far too underestimated Chen Yuan.

Thus leading to today’s disaster. Yet he believed he hadn’t done anything wrong. With Japan’s great calamity descending, as the one holding Japan’s reins, how could he not seek a way out?

If blame must be laid, it could only be on the Central Divine Continent being too terrifying, truly worthy of being the land of heaven and earth’s essence. A thousand years ago there appeared Chu Grand Ancestor, who swept the Human World and pressed Japan down so hard it couldn’t raise its head for several centuries.

And a thousand years later, another King Yan, Chen Yuan, appeared. It could be foreseen that the previous cycle would repeat, ushering in yet another thousand-year era of darkness...

Who knew what Japan would be like a thousand years from now.

"You’re too weak."

Chen Yuan raised his hand and said casually, a trace of Rule Power condensing in his palm.

"You... don’t... get... cocky... The Central Plains... are besieged... on all sides... Japan’s... descendants... will surely... make... a... come... back..."

Yagyu Toshi squeezed out his curse with great difficulty.

He was no match for Chen Yuan, but who could speak for the future?

He refused to believe that Japan, the foremost of the overseas nations, would fail to win heaven and earth’s favor and fail to produce a junior with talent on par with Chen Yuan.

"Japan... has no future."

Chen Yuan smiled faintly, and the Rule Power in his hand directly fell upon him.

Japan was something that had to be exterminated.

Whether it was the slogan he had shouted before, or the hatred of today, he could not possibly allow Japan to continue to exist. And it wasn’t only Japan—there were also the Northern Barbarians, the southern Demons, and the Western Regions.

Once his strength was sufficient, Chen Yuan would thoroughly settle accounts with all these places, never again allowing them to become hidden threats.

"You..."

Yagyu Toshi still wanted to say something, but when the rules descended upon his body, he ultimately could not utter another word. The light of rules continued to flash, gradually melting him.

His Primordial Spirit and flesh, both... annihilated.

Sensing Yagyu Toshi’s aura gradually disappearing, Chen Yuan drew in a deep breath. At last, in the shortest possible time, he had resolved the threat on the eastern front line. As for how things were going in Liangzhou... he did not know.

As for the Western side, with Lu Chengfeng there, he wasn’t too worried.

...

Turning the clock back to earlier, the great battle at Sword Sect Pass was also about to conclude. But the outcome was completely opposite to the battle at the East Sea. Liangzhou... lost...

The first to collapse was King of Beiliang, Wei Jinfeng.

He had reached his limit. The powerful strength he had erupted with previously finally brought about its backlash. His flesh cracked inch by inch, lines of fractures appearing on his hands.

The pain was like scraping the bones, piercing straight into the heart.

"Ah!!!"

Wei Jinfeng roared, full of unwillingness. He had forced himself to hold on till this step, but... it was still not enough, not enough!!!

"Boom!"

The Wu Feng Barbarian God pointed with a single finger, and terrifying Rule Power directly pierced through Wei Jinfeng. He was like a kite with its string cut, slamming heavily into the walls of Sword Sect Pass.