"It's your turn to speak!"
Chen Yan's voice rang out again and again, exploding beside Chen Fazhen's ears like thunder.
Chen Fazhen's breath hitched. For a moment, he was speechless.
Chen Yan's words had somehow stirred in him an emotion he had felt long ago, but had forgotten for a very, very long time.
Chen Fazhen's mouth drooped, his cheeks puffed slightly, as if he were holding back a breath he couldn't swallow.
Chen Fazhen wanted to say something.
But just now, as Chen Yan unleashed multiple Martial Dao paths, he had reached an unprecedented speed of 140,000 kilometers in an instant.
That was 40,000 kilometers faster than Xuan Yi.
"Honestly..."
He breathed softly.
"I'm furious!"
Chen Yan didn't hear him say it.
Chen Fazhen really wanted to enter the challenge himself.
But he was the Lord of Formations—and a Ninth Order.
If he went in himself, that would be a real defeat.
"Since you're so stubborn that you'd rather face the suppression of Ancient God auras than give up on passing this trial..."
Chen Fazhen spoke coldly. His voice trembled noticeably, though he deliberately raised it a little:
"I'll grant your wish!"
He swept one hand through the air.
Inside Emperor Realm Nine Refinements, every scene vanished completely.
All turned pitch-black.
The next instant.
Chen Yan hung alone among billions of stars, his black robes falling like a still, dark abyss, his white hair like shards of scattered moonlight.
The galaxy surged around him!
Chen Yan watched calmly. He had entered the second trial of Emperor Realm Nine Refinements: the Extremity of Power.
Was this a test of strength?
Earlier, Chen Yan had reached 140,000 kilometers in an instant.
For Chen Yan, that result was both good and bad.
Logically, after activating [Will Empowers My Body], his speed shouldn't