Evil Realm, Luo Town.
Chen Yan sat cross-legged within the golden light, maintaining a constant connection with the newborn beings formed from his three Will Domains.
An invisible barrier separated the Evil Realm from the real world. It could block all contact between the two human races and prevent all the Martial Dao rules of the past from seeping through.
But the rules of the Will Path were not bound by it.
Chen Yan could sense Li Zhiyi's struggle at that moment, and the intentions taking shape in Zhang Huizhi's heart.
Zhang Huizhi's rise had always been smooth sailing. He had even possessed the treasures and wartime resources of an entire Ji Prefecture.
But Zhang Huizhi had never stood a chance of obtaining the Blood Brand.
Chen Yan also wasn't worried that Li Zhiyi would kill Zhang Huizhi. After all, Li Zhiyi had already awakened the memories that belonged to Chen Yan.
In truth, Li Zhiyi was Chen Yan's clone. Other than a few differences in their methods, they were identical in every other way.
What concerned Chen Yan more was Li Zhiyi's struggle at that moment.
As Li Zhiyi fully absorbed all the killing intent in the Blood Brand, and even created a Creation Realm, he would encounter inner demons.
Inner demons.
A very ancient term.
In truth, any martial artist might encounter them.
But Chen Yan wasn't worried about Li Zhiyi, just as he wasn't worried about himself.
In the eyes of the Ancient Gods, in the eyes of the world of Malice—
The Human Race was livestock. It was vermin.
Endless malice had drawn strict lines through the food chain of the natural world.
"But..."
Golden light flickered in Chen Yan's eyes.
"Even a bug has the right to seek the light."
"Damn it!"
"Damn it