The Chan Sect's Fortune Wiped Out as Jade Void Palace is Destroyed

Flames began to ignite all over Chu Yan's body, and his killing intent surged wildly.

Inside the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, Taiqing, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Jieyin and Zhunti's expressions shifted drastically upon hearing Chu Yan's words.

"Chu Yan, what are you doing? You dare shatter this Saint's dojo?"

Yuanshi Tianzun's fury blazed to the heavens. With the Saint himself absent, who in the Jade Void Palace could stand against Chu Yan?

Jieyin and Zhunti were also drenched in cold sweat from anxiety:

"Human Master, let's talk this out. The Western Lands are barren and truly cannot withstand such ruin."

Within the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, only Taiqing remained silent.

After all, the Human Religion had no physical dojo; wherever Taiqing was, there the Human Religion resided.

But the other Saints couldn't say the same.

"Hmph, now you know fear? Where was that fear before?"

Chu Yan snarled viciously:

"You All Saints schemed against my Human Race's destiny and bullied us when we were weak. Today, I've finally seized the chance. If I don't cripple you, I'd be unworthy of being Human. Did you really think the Human Race was so easy to push around?"

Sect Master Tongtian was also taken aback by Chu Yan's words.

The Human Master truly had bold vision.

Thinking it over carefully, it was indeed the case—Hongjun was trapped, and All Saints were suppressed.

Then who in the Primordial World could stop the Human Master?

Chu Yan turned and said to Sect Master Tongtian:

"Sect Master, trouble you to hold them down while I overturn their lairs."

"Very well, Human Master. Since that's the case, go ahead and do as you will. This Sect Master will hold the ground for you."

Crackling...

Chu Yan's Golden War God rose from the ground and shot straight toward Kunlun Mountain.

"No—Chu Yan, get back here this instant!"

"Bastard! You damned fiend! Chu Yan, if you strike this Saint's dojo, this Saint will surely kill you—!"

The roar shook the Primordial World. Yuanshi Tianzun was frantic—the Jade Void Palace housed his most prized disciples.

Countless Living Beings' expressions twisted in shock.

"What's going on? Is that Yuanshi Tianzun's voice?"

"The Human Master is going to attack a Saint's dojo? Has he lost his mind?"

"Damn, since when has the Human Master ever been sane?"

Hiss—

Countless Living Beings sucked in a breath of cold air.

They saw a golden war god streak across the sky, heading straight for the Kunlun Divine Palace.

"Chan Sect disciples, flee—!"

Yuanshi Tianzun burned his Primordial Spirit, his roar piercing straight to the Jade Void Palace.

Instantly, thunderous echoes rolled through the Jade Void Palace.

All the disciples' faces turned pale as they scrambled to escape.

Many Living Beings transformed into streaks of light and shot out of the Jade Void Palace.

But in the next instant, the sky was suddenly engulfed in flames.

"Chan Sect disciples, die—!"

Chu Yan arrived, roaring in fury.

The Golden War God transformed into a colossal hand descending from the heavens, carrying the terrifying power of the Human Race Dao Tradition.

"No—!"

Yuanshi Tianzun's face twisted as he struggled wildly.

"Hmph, Yuanshi, this Sect Master is personally suppressing you—did you think you could escape? Stay put and watch carefully how the Jade Void Palace is destroyed."

Sect Master Tongtian bellowed, his terrifying divine power surging, instantly pinning Yuanshi Tianzun down.

At the same time, the Kunlun Jade Void Palace met its doom.

Boom—

The massive hand fell, instantly kicking up clouds of dust.

Terrifying flames spread in all directions.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...

Countless Chan Sect Living Beings exploded into nothing, or were engulfed and burned by the flames.

Screams rang out without end.

"Break for me—!"

Terrifying power exploded in an instant.

Countless jade pavilions and jeweled towers collapsed in that single moment.

Countless rare beasts and divine spiritual seeds were all destroyed.

Rumble...

Kunlun Mountain began to shake, massive boulders falling endlessly, crushing countless living beings that had clung to the mountain.

"Yuanshi Tianzun, you watch closely—I want you to know that daring to lay a hand on the Human Race brings this consequence!"

With a furious roar, Chu Yan transformed into the Golden War God, gripped the Human Race Killing Spear, and stabbed fiercely toward Jade Void Palace.

"Today, I will utterly destroy your Jade Void Palace!"

Chu Yan completely exploded.

Boundless living beings stared blankly at the scene, their minds going white.

That was a Saint's Dojo—how could Chu Yan be so reckless?

Countless Great Powers turned pale, thinking: truly worthy of the Human Race madman.

Yet even more living beings suddenly conceived a new thought.

"Is this what a Saint's disciple amounts to? Nothing special—still just a dead man?"

In a daze, faith in the Saints began to waver.

"Rumble..."

The Killing Spear descended from the sky, stabbing deep into the heart of Jade Void Palace.

Like an Armor-Piercing Bullet, it drilled straight into the ground.

"Explode for me!"

The terrifying force of Human Race Destiny and Human Race Dao Tradition erupted wildly in that instant.

A dreadful, fearsome power instantly radiated outward.

"No—!"

Yuanshi Tianzun's face twisted in shock as he screamed madly, but Sect Master Tongtian had him completely locked down.

He could only watch helplessly as Kunlun Mountain's Jade Void Palace was destroyed by Chu Yan in one blow.

Boom...

Kunlun Mountain collapsed; Jade Void Palace was utterly annihilated.

Every brick tower of green and white jade halls—

All turned to ash and smoke under Chu Yan's strike.

In the sky, a pitch-black mass gathered.

A Saint's Dojo destroyed—how could the Heavenly Dao sit idly by?

Yet Chu Yan showed no fear at all, staring straight up.

"Heavenly Dao, if you've got the guts, strike me dead. If not, get lost and don't get in my way."

At this moment, Chu Yan was utterly arrogant.

The tyrant's nature from his past life exploded forth fully.

These words instantly made countless living beings' faces change.

They never imagined Chu Yan would dare speak to the Heavenly Dao like that.

Rumble...

Thunder roared mightily, but Chu Yan didn't care at all—either kill me or stop posturing.

Suddenly, countless living beings' expressions shifted drastically.

Especially Yuanshi Tianzun, who was completely frantic, fire rising to his head.

"Damn it—my Chan Sect's destiny, the Chan Sect's destiny! Chu Yan, I will never forgive you!"

He watched as the Chan Sect's destiny plummeted to rock bottom, as if someone had instantly drained its health bar.

Then the Human Race's destiny shot up explosively.

Even the Witch Race's destiny rose along with it.

Rush...

Such terrifying destiny made even the Heavenly Dao burn with envy and hatred.

"Hahahaha—Yuanshi Tianzun, even if you don't forgive me, what can you do? The Primordial World's Killing Calamity begins with me. Every living being in this Primordial World must face this calamity, even if you are a Saint, hahaha!"

Chu Yan laughed wildly, his entire aura reaching its peak.

Only the Ten-Thousand-Zhang Golden Body was seen piercing directly through the dark clouds, a voice rolling like thunder echoing across all corners of the Primordial World:

"The Primordial Human Race does not revere Heaven and Earth. Those who offend my race shall be punished, no matter how far—."

The thunderous voice resounded across the Primordial Land.

Chu Yan once again used slaughter to teach all living beings the law.

Touch the human race, and retribution will come, no matter the distance.

Yet this was still not over.

Only to see Chu Yan's Ten-Thousand-Zhang Golden Body suddenly turn its gaze toward the Western World.

"This... what is Chu Yan going to do?"

Countless living beings' faces changed drastically.

They only felt that the aura around Chu Yan's body had not weakened but was instead surging higher.

The terrifying Killing Intent rose wave after wave, straight into the heavens.

"Damn it, Chu Yan's killing intent hasn't stopped. The Western World is about to suffer."

As soon as these words were spoken, before the living beings could react, Chu Yan had already transformed into a streak of red light, charging straight toward the West.

"No—, Chu Yan, the West is barren, you must not go, you must not go."

"Chu Yan, everything can be discussed, discussed—."

Within the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, the two bald donkeys Jieyin and Zhunti grew anxious.