Devouring an Ancient God, a Two-Pronged Plan!

Golden-red light surged like a raging torrent into Chen Changyuan's seven orifices. The compound eye between his brows trembled frantically, and countless tiny pupils burst in the light, splattering foul-smelling black pus and blood!

Devour. Devour.

The only Martial Dao in the Human World that could devour Malice.

In an instant, the entire world was illuminated.

The endless Malice bombarding Xia Long and the others vanished without a trace.

Endless black smoke rose into the Cloud Sky.

Xia Long was covered in bloody gashes. Stunned, he stared at the sight, mouth agape, his heart pounding.

Even he had to raise an arm to shield his eyes.

Pure True Yang Realm, somewhere far away.

A pitch-black tower stood there.

Two Will Divine Bodies radiating golden-red light stood at the edge of the sky, staring in shock at the boundless radiance spreading from beyond the horizon.

Shen Yiwei and Lu Jianxia both trembled.

They were not dead.

Time rewound to nine days earlier.

Inside the Black Tower.

"Old Shen, Princess Jianxia, you've both entered the second realm of the Will Path."

Chen Yan looked at Lu Jianxia, only to see that she still regarded him with wariness.

Chen Yan said calmly:

"I hope that, as part of the plan to come, you two can fake your deaths."

Chen Yan knew full well that he had been dragged into some kind of scheme.

He needed to find every advantage he could.

Shen Yiwei and Lu Jianxia, who had already reached the Establishing Realm, were one such advantage.

With their Will Divine Bodies, they had a chance to come back to life.

So from the very beginning, Chen Yan had separated their Will Divine Bodies from them, weakening their combat strength in turn.

But it also allowed him to preserve as much of their