641: Chapter 644 Primitive Races

"Then let us officially begin."

He did not draw his sword.

He didn't even take a combat stance.

He simply vanished.

The Man with the flame spear didn't even have the chance to blink.

Lu Chen had already appeared directly in front of his face.

This wasn't spatial teleportation.

He was simply so fast that time didn't have enough time to record the distance.

Lu Chen casually spread his palm.

He grabbed the man's face in a firm grip.

Bang.

Lu Chen slammed him violently into the ground.

With his power concentrated to the extreme, the man wasn't just smashed onto the ground, but fused into the earth itself.

A giant crater three miles wide formed instantly.

This "Protagonist of Destiny" was left as nothing more than a puddle of golden blood and shattered armor.

Lu Chen didn't even look; his figure blurred again.

The woman with shadow eyes saw him charging toward her.

Screaming, she unleashed her strongest ocular technique...

A beam of light meant to erase the Soul.

Lu Chen did not dodge.

He passed straight through the beam as if passing through a thin mist.

The next moment, he appeared behind her.

A single finger pierced into her spine.

"Too weak."

He spoke softly.

The woman's body stiffened.

Her nervous System was completely crushed by Lu Chen's pure power.

Like a bird with broken wings, she fell from the sky, her Soul shattering before she even hit the ground.

"Kill him! Everyone together!"

The Diamond giant roared, leading over a dozen Physical Body-type Candidates in a charge.

Lu Chen didn't use any Moves.

He simply walked into their midst.

With his left hand, he caught the giant fist swung by the Diamond giant.

With a gentle twist of his wrist...

The diamond arm, claimed to be "Everlasting and Indestructible," instantly crumbled into billions of fragments.

The giant screamed, but the cry came to an abrupt halt...

Lu Chen's right fist plunged into his abdomen.

This punch didn't just punch through the giant.

A shockwave erupted from his back, sweeping across a million miles.

It forcibly carved a grand canyon into the distant mountain range.

The giant's internal organs instantly turned to ash.

Lu Chen spun in the air.

His movements were as fluid as water.

A Candidate possessing the "God of Speed" System tried to flank him.

His speed was ten times that of thought.

In the eyes of others, he was completely invisible;

But in Lu Chen's eyes, he was as slow as if he were standing still.

Lu Chen reached out.

He seized the man's throat the moment he rushed past.

"Running too fast."

Lu Chen said, "Time to rest."

He slammed the speed-type Candidate into a group of approaching Sword Saints like a tattered ragdoll.

The sound of the collision was like two thunderclaps exploding simultaneously.

Limbs twisted at bizarre angles and went flying.

The battlefield became a pure, visually shocking slaughter.

Lu Chen turned into a streak of platinum light.

He flickered repeatedly across the land.

Crack.

With a casual backhand slap...

He snapped the neck of a Dragon-blooded warrior.

Boom.

He kicked a Candidate holding a divine shield.

The shield didn't just shatter; it exploded outright.

The fragments riddled the surrounding warriors like a sieve.

Every time Lu Chen moved, someone died.

There was no struggle, no back-and-forth tug-of-war.

It was like a person holding a torch walking through a field of dry grass.

A Candidate with a "Healing System" in the back row tried to resurrect his companions.

Lu Chen appeared above his head.

He didn't throw a punch.

He simply descended.

A descending pressure.

It crushed the healer and everyone within ten thousand miles...

...into thin meat pancakes together.

Those who stayed behind and were lucky enough to survive began to tremble.

The greed in their eyes had long since been replaced by a cold, paralyzing fear.

They finally recognized the truth:

The Eternal Divine Domain hadn't given them a chance to seize power; it had sent them into a slaughterhouse.

"He's a monster..."

A youth muttered to himself, the sword slipping from his trembling hand.

"He's not a Candidate. He's... he's something else."

Lu Chen stopped walking.

He stood atop a mountain of shattered Divine Artifacts and cold corpses.

He looked toward the remaining thousands of people.

His hands were clean, without a single drop of blood on them.

The energy provided by his infinite sea of Origin was too vast.

His breathing hadn't even quickened.

He looked up at the sky.

He looked at the invisible will of the Eternal Divine Domain that was watching all this.

"To test me, you sent these people to their deaths?"

Lu Chen's voice echoed to the very ends of this reality.

He slowly raised his hand.

He gripped the hilt of the boundless sword of the void sea on his back.

"Fine. Since you want to see a show, I'll perform for you."

The moment the sword was unsheathed...

The sky didn't just darken; it vanished completely.

The stars were extinguished, and physical Laws completely failed.

The surviving Candidates' legs went weak.

Just by seeing the unsheathed sword, their Bloodlines began to riot;

For those with Systems, their minds were filled with nothing but piercing noise.

"Until now, I haven't used a single Law."

Lu Chen's voice vibrated into their very bones.

"I only used my hands."

"Now, let me show you what happens when the Primogenitor of the Human Race decides to end everything."

He raised his sword.

The tip of the sword did not point at the Candidates.

Instead, it pointed toward the horizon.

"Eternal Slash, Return to Nothingness."

He delivered a simple, horizontal swing of the sword.

There was no sound, no explosion.

A white line appeared, extending from one end of the planet to the other.

Everything touched by the white line ceased to exist in an instant.

The mountains, the clouds, the thousands of "Protagonists" who had come to hunt him...

After the white light faded, heaven and earth were completely rewritten.

An endless, absolute plain, perfectly clean.

The thousands of Candidates had completely vanished—no corpses, no bloodstains, no dust.

Nothing at all.

Only a vast emptiness remained.

Lu Chen sheathed his sword with a "clack."

The silence after the complete erasure of thousands of Candidates...

...was eerie and suffocating.

Lu Chen stood in a cleared world.

The horizon was as flat as a blank sheet of paper.

The boundless sword of the void sea was back in its scabbard.

However, the aftereffects of the slash that had rewritten the local Laws of life still lingered in the air.

He looked around; there were no more enemies.

Those chosen ones, the protagonists with Systems and Bloodlines, had all been reduced to an absolute vacuum.

Lu Chen looked at his hand...

Before they had turned to ash, he had already collected all of their Bloodlines.

In his palm now lay approximately one thousand five hundred new Bloodlines.

"Is this all the Eternal Divine Domain is capable of?"

Lu Chen looked toward the empty sky.

There was no response.

Only the cold wind of a dead reality blew past.

Lu Chen didn't want to waste time.

He could sense the veins of other nearby reality planes.

They throbbed like overripe fruit.

He needed more power, more Bloodlines, and more authority.

He prepared to tear through the barrier and enter the next reality plane.

But at the very moment he reached out to tear open the space before him...

The world itself seemed to let out a tremor.

A terrifying pressure fell upon his shoulders.

This was not the weight of mountains or planets.

Instead, it was an entire conceptual Law.

It pressed directly upon his Soul.

The perfect earth he had just leveled...

...vaporized instantly under the conceptual gravity of the newly arrived being.

"Bastard! You dare kill the heir of the Guiyue family? You shall pay with your blood!"

This voice did not come from a throat.

It was a roar that vibrated through the entire dimensional structure.

Above Lu Chen, space didn't just tear; it exploded.

A massive rift opened up.

From the dark void, a giant hand reached out.