Chapter 668: Chapter 438: Chen Yuan Falls!!!
At this moment, within a ten-mile radius, the gaze of hundreds of thousands was solely fixed on Chen Yuan, filled with worry, hope, gravity, and even schadenfreude.
They were eager to see Chen Yuan fail in the Sumeru Illusion Realm.
And within the illusion of Sumeru.
Chen Yuan truly hesitated this time.
Because he had forgotten he was in the middle of navigating a challenge.
Everything seemed too real.
All of these represented his deepest desires—power, longevity, reaching the pinnacle of Martial Arts. Newest update provided by noveⅼfire.net
Weren’t these the things he was pursuing?
Now, he could simply sit down, and all these could be effortlessly achieved.
From then on, he would no longer need to bow to anyone. Everyone would submit before him, and he would reign over everything under the heavens, all of humankind, as the master.
He would be the Heavenly Emperor of this world!!!
‘No, these are all false!’
A voice echoed inside Chen Yuan.
‘What if they are fake? Is it so bad to treat it as a dream? Are you scared even to dream?’
Such a voice also resonated deep within Chen Yuan.
Even if these were false, what’s the harm in dreaming a little?
Besides, what if these things turned out to be real? Wouldn’t he have gained immensely?
The scales inside Chen Yuan’s heart were slowly tipping. The surrounding influences were too great—the whisper of submission, the voice of subservience, the overwhelming power, all were altering his state of mind.
He turned around, facing those who were submitting, and slowly sat down.
And within the Sumeru Illusion Realm, Chen Yuan also paused, causing an outbreak of sighs among the onlookers below.
Some reddened their eyes, unwilling to witness this scene.
Jingtai’s gaze grew even deeper, flickering as he contemplated utilizing some other measure to salvage his face lost today, although it seemed somewhat unsporting.
The four Divine Envoys also sat upright, unable to help clenching their fists.
In the crowd, a young Qingyun Temple acolyte couldn’t help gripping the old master’s palm, murmuring:
“Chen… has Chen failed?”
The old master smiled and patted his white beard, whispering:
Halfway through bending down, the shouts below grew louder, seemingly impatient for Chen Yuan to sit down, but he stopped his movement.
“I… reap the benefits?”
“No… that’s not my style.”
“Even if I were to obtain these things, they’d merely be rootless weeds!”
Considering this, his slightly dazed eyes gradually cleared.
He stood up again, raised his head and stared straight at the voice that had echoed earlier, declaring firmly:
“I will take whatever I desire myself, I don’t need your charity!”
“You want me as a puppet? You want me to lose my fighting spirit? No… impossible, I will climb step by step, step by step, and ascend on my own to the highest peak!”
Chen Yuan roared angrily in the blood-soaked Illusion Realm, directly shattering the Heavenly Vault!
In an instant, the heavens split and the earth shattered.
The scenery before Chen Yuan began to crumble, figures began to fade, all of them disintegrating into cold, fragmented forms.
The Illusion Realm shattered!
Outside, Chen Yuan’s vision began to clear, his consciousness returning, and as he looked down at the steps beneath him, he whispered softly:
“So… I was navigating the Sumeru Illusion Realm!”
Firmly standing, Chen Yuan turned around, and his face appeared in front of everyone.
Then, with a slight smirk at the corner of his mouth, somewhat disdainfully,
he turned and continued to climb!
Below, after a moment of silence, the crowd burst into tumult.
“Chen Green Envoy has passed this challenge!”
“Chen Green Envoy hasn’t fallen!”
“He is still climbing!”
Cheers resonated incessantly.
The crowd below boiled like hot water, fervently shouting Chen Yuan’s name.
This was the first time someone had paused then not been expelled by the Sumeru Illusion Realm, and they couldn’t help but be thrilled.
Beiliang’s Xing Daorong said solemnly:
“None can compare to Chen Green Envoy.”
General Yu took a sharp breath and remarked, “This young man is terrifying!”
Beiliang’s Xu Longxiang: “So powerful!”
Jingtai’s previously grave expression slowly relaxed, he nodded slightly, a look of admiration growing in his eyes.
Only such an exceptional genius could become a pillar of the court, worthy of serving the Sima Royal Family.
Disappointment flickered in Sima Ke’s eyes.
He had been hoping that this young man would fall within the Sumeru Illusion Realm.
Then he himself could turn the tide and become a notable figure in the Capital.
Noble Consort Yang narrowed her eyes, her gaze slightly cold.
Her previous unusual reaction was merely due to being impassive for too long; she held no further thoughts about Chen Yuan—as she told herself, it’s human nature.
Sima Qian declared gravely:
“Chen Green Envoy truly deserves to be a pillar of our dynasty.”
Sima You: “A talent both in letters and martial arts, rare in the Human World.”
How magnificent were those few verses?
Just hearing them was enough to stir excitement deeply in one’s heart.
Princess Pingyang concurred:
“Chen Green Envoy is indeed extraordinary.”
Zhang Yantong and Li Hongshuang also let out a sigh of relief, setting down their anxiously held hearts.
For a moment, they really thought Chen Yuan was about to meet his downfall.
In the void, Ito Ikeda’s eyes showed some shock; having navigated the Sumeru Illusion Realm, he knew how terrifying it could be, capable of evoking the deepest desires and fears within a martial artist, caught unawares.
The most crucial aspect was that today’s warriors in the illusion realm would forget they were in a challenge, becoming completely unguarded, which naturally led many to follow their hearts.