To Become a Saint? I'd Rather Die, Chu Yan Self-Destructs to His Death

A roar erupted.

Suddenly, above the heads of the Human Race, golden light burst forth in all directions from Chu Yan, spanning ten thousand feet.

"Roar--."

A Golden Dragon charged out, coiling in the sky above, then more Golden Dragons appeared out of thin air.

"Roar, roar, roar--."

Instantly, the entire Primordial World was drowned in a terrifying Dragon's Roar, and the Heavenly Dao Merit was blocked, unable to advance even a single inch.

"This... this is a Dragon Soul, how can there be Dragon Souls?"

"No, this is the will of the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans. Have you forgotten Chu Yan's oath? Have you forgotten the words spoken by the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans when they willingly gave up their lives?"

Finally, all Living Beings remembered.

If they die, they willingly become the souls of the Human Race, guarding the eternal peace of the Human Race for ten thousand generations.

They saw the ten thousand Golden Dragons circling in the sky, then charging all at once into the Heavenly Dao Merit.

Boom--.

A terrifying explosion sounded.

"Scatter--."

A roar spread across the Primordial World, and the Heavenly Dao Merit was forcibly dispersed.

"How can this be?"

Hongjun's face changed drastically, his anger surging to the heavens. These damned One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans, even in death they wouldn't let him rest easy.

The All Saints of the Heavens were also shocked at the sight.

Such a terrifying Human Race Will. They never imagined it could even scatter the Heavenly Dao Merit. But the Golden Dragons formed from the will of the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans had grown somewhat dim.

"Roar--."

Dragon's Roars rang out one after another, and then all the Dragon Souls transformed from the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans rushed toward Chu Yan.

"This is..."

"Look, the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans are forcibly empowering Chu Yan, extending his life."

"What?"

The faces of the All Saints changed drastically, and the countless Living Beings were utterly bewildered.

Taiqing spoke slowly:

"So that's it. Chu Yan is also one of the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans. Just now, to complete the Human Race Dao Tradition, he willingly sacrificed his life. But the Human Race cannot be without the Human Race Teacher, so the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans willingly gave up everything to empower Chu Yan, using the Human Race Destiny to extend his life."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the All Saints changed drastically.

Didn't that mean Chu Yan's ascension to sainthood was already a foregone conclusion? Moreover, Chu Yan now lived by the Human Race Destiny—as long as the Human Race was not destroyed, Chu Yan would not die?

What the hell was this?

A surge of fury rushed into their hearts. Before, dealing with a single Chu Yan was already difficult enough. Now, empowered by the One Hundred Thousand Innate Humans and coexisting with the Human Race Destiny, how could they even fight?

Didn't that mean Chu Yan would be even more reckless from now on?

Sect Master Tongtian, who had already left, smiled bitterly. Chu Yan, who once didn't care about the Human Race Destiny at all, now had to rely on it to live.

What a ridiculous twist of fate.

Rumble...

Suddenly, at Buzhou Mountain, where the Human Race gathered, a terrifying beam of light shot straight into the sky.

In an instant, it stirred the entire Primordial World, as if it had fallen into a massive vortex.

"This... the Human Race Destiny? This is the Human Race Destiny?"

"Unbelievable, truly unbelievable. The empowerment of Chu Yan by the One Hundred Thousand Innate Dragon Souls has actually triggered a surge in the Human Race Destiny."

"No, this is Chu Yan about to become a saint, triggering the surge of the Human Race Destiny."

They saw the momentum of the Human Race Destiny as vast and majestic as Buzhou Mountain.

In an instant, it pierced through the Thirty-Three Heavens, heading straight for Chaos.

"So strong is the Human Race Destiny. If it were all bestowed upon a single ant, it would be enough to make that ant a saint ten times over."

"Look, the Human Race Destiny is heading straight for Chu Yan. Chu Yan is about to become a saint."

"What? Oh my god."

They saw that from all corners of the Primordial World, a Five-Colored Radiance spanning billions of miles converged upon Chu Yan.

"This... such terrifying Human Race Destiny. Once Chu Yan becomes a saint, he will surely be the strongest among all saints."

"Exactly. I'm afraid only Sect Master Tongtian, setting up the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, could fight Chu Yan to a draw."

"Does that mean Chu Yan alone, as a Saint, can match four Saints?"

Hiss—

Every living being drew in a sharp breath of cold air.

"No."

Suddenly, the Heavenly Dao Saint noticed something off.

"The will of one hundred thousand Innate Humans is actually helping Chu Yan suppress the Hongmeng Purple Qi—this is stopping him from becoming a Saint."

But Hongjun let out a cold laugh:

"A mere will of one hundred thousand Innate Humans trying to suppress the Hongmeng Purple Qi? How naive."

They watched as one hundred thousand Golden Dragons charged into Chu Yan's body, heading straight for the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Yet the Hongmeng Purple Qi was too powerful; not only did it fail to be suppressed, but the one hundred thousand Golden Dragons also suffered heavy losses.

Weng—

Chu Yan's aura surged again, instantly breaking into the Saint realm.

"No, I cannot become a Saint, or everything for the human race will be too late, or I will fail the hopes of one hundred thousand Innate Humans, and even more so fail my two lifetimes of existence. I cannot become a Saint, cannot become a Saint—."

Roar—

Suddenly, a violent aura erupted from Chu Yan.

Sect Master Tongtian, who had been leaving, froze in shock, quickly turned to look, and then his face changed drastically.

"Chu Yan, what are you doing?"

The other Saints also changed expressions:

"What is Chu Yan trying to do?"

Even Hongjun was stunned, hastily shouting:

"Chu Yan, stop. Becoming a Saint is already set in stone. If you become a Saint, the Primordial Human Race will surely endure. If you do not, the Primordial Human Race will suffer countless calamities because of you, even extinction. Stop now!"

Hongjun was frantic, and the All Saints were frantic too.

Yuanshi Tianzun, however, looked thrilled. It was best if Chu Yan did not become a Saint; otherwise, his revenge would be hopeless.

The living beings of the Primordial World were also bewildered. What exactly was Chu Yan trying to do?

They saw violent auras flickering wildly around Chu Yan's body.

A death-defying radiance shone from his eyes.

"Hongjun, I told you, the Heavenly Dao Saint—even a dog wouldn't be one. I, Chu Yan, will never be a lapdog of the Heavenly Dao. I would rather die—."

What?

"Chu Yan, no—."

Sect Master Tongtian suddenly rushed over, shouting loudly to stop Chu Yan. How could he not know what Chu Yan intended to do?

"Chu Yan, you bastard—."

Hongjun was also frantic, but he could not intervene.

"Sect Master Tongtian, for your help to my human race, we are endlessly grateful. If I die, I entrust the human race to your care."

"Chu Yan, you bastard, This Sect Master will not look after your human race! Stop, stop now—!"

Sect Master Tongtian roared madly, but was blocked by Chu Yan's terrifying aura.

Inside the Ancestor Witch Divine Hall, the Twelve Ancestor Witches saw this and their faces changed drastically.

"Chu Yan, no—."

Rumble...

Suddenly, above the Primordial Void, Chu Yan's body exploded instantly.

"Hongjun, I, Chu Yan, would rather self-destruct my soul and destroy my foundation than become a lapdog of the Heavenly Dao."

From within the explosive might came Chu Yan's final roar:

"The Heavenly Dao Saint—even a dog wouldn't be one—."

His voice spread across every corner of the Primordial World, echoing in the minds of countless living beings.

"Chu Yan, you bastard, how could you die just like that? Chu Yan, come back to life—!"

Sect Master Tongtian went mad, a terrifying killing aura erupting from his entire being, whipping up dust across the Primordial World.

Hongjun was also blown back by the terrifying explosion, his beard flying wildly.

"Chu Yan, you damned bastard. You would rather die than become this Seat's disciple. Fine, fine, very well indeed."

Chu Yan's self-destruction brought joy to some and pain to others.

The Twelve Ancestor Witches wept, Sect Master Tongtian's grief plain for all to see.

The Human Way Golden Dragon let out a mournful cry, and the Primordial Human Race knelt as one.

"Human Master—"

Endless lamentations echoed across the Primordial land.

Above the sky, a rain of blood began to fall.

Heaven and Earth mourned together.