The scene changed abruptly. Chen Yan stood above the Boundless Star Abyss, with the Corpse Mountain Blood Sea hanging upside down beneath his feet.
Countless twisted figures crawled out of the blood pools, uttering shrill whispers:
"You will eventually fall and become a true Ancient God!"
"Lord Xia is using you!"
"The Human Race should have been wiped out long ago!"
"Think of your sister, your father!"
The sixth refinement: the Extreme of Will.
The black robe of Malice shook violently, but Chen Yan stood unmoved.
This trial tested one's will. Yet before Chen Yan—
Who in the world would dare speak of will?
Chen Yan swept one hand through the air.
Rumble!
The Corpse Mountain Blood Sea suddenly froze. Every illusion was fixed in place as an ashen silhouette.
Crack!
The entire Star Abyss shattered like a mirror.
The sixth trial, cleared!
It was over in the blink of an eye.
The trial of the Extreme of Will had barely appeared before it vanished.
In the Divine Land at the center, Chen Fazhen, sensing what had happened, narrowed his eyes.
The fact that Chen Yan could clear the trial this way meant that his will far surpassed that of the trial's creator.
Though Chen Fazhen hadn't attempted the trials himself, he still felt as though Chen Yan had crushed him.
"Is this kid actually an Ancient God or not?"
Chen Fazhen was beginning to question his whole existence.
He didn't understand.
He truly didn't understand.
It was too much.
"Are you going to say something or not?"
Chen Fazhen's voice rang out from within the Emperor Realm Nine Refinements.
Chen Yan gave no answer. He stepped forward and appeared on a pitch-black battlefield.
The ground was paved with countless broken weapon fragments. Knives and swords hummed, while the marks