I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

Just then, the replay of the video came to the part where Zhou Ye said he was old and couldn't hold on any longer, and Yan Shan sneered.

"Hmph! Getting old means you can't hold on anymore? What kind of nonsense is this!" Yan Shan waved his sleeve, and a gust of wind swept through the room.

Is Yan Shan getting old?

Of course not, he's just old at heart, not old in body.

Many people were deceived by his appearance, thinking he was on the decline. But in fact, Yan Shan's vitality was so strong that perhaps no one in the world could match him!

He had a premonition that even if all the people of this generation in China grew old and passed away from this moment on, he would still be alive and well!

"Old Ye, you just watch from heaven! When I use the hope you gave up to break through to the Soul Heaven realm, let's see if you'll jump out of your coffin in anger!"

hum-

A terrifying aura emanated from him, covering the entire Sichuan region. Every pore of his body seemed to breathe in the earth's energy, and he was like a sun, radiating divine light and exuding an aura of timeless vicissitudes!

The urge to mutate that had been suppressed within him began to rebound violently after he intentionally unleashed it.

Yan Shan's body suddenly swelled up a size, his muscles twitched even more violently, and his aura became increasingly terrifying. The entire population of Sichuan collapsed to the ground as if a mountain had collapsed.

At the same time, no matter how far apart they were, all the powerful beings turned their gazes in the same direction, their eyes filled with horror.

They... no, they were all silent, a mixture of fear and longing.

...........

Bei'an City.

Yan Ziming and Mo Xin gazed solemnly at the horizon, in the direction of Sichuan.

"Mo Xin, what happened?"

"Your uncle... he seems to be about to break through to the Soul Heaven realm...?" Mo Xin herself was stunned, filled with a lack of confidence.

"What?! Hun Tian?! Are you sure?! He only broke through to the Sequence Level a short time ago!"

Yan Ziming felt as if she had been struck by lightning. She had previously predicted that the next Soul Heaven after Liu Mengxian would most likely be Mu Mu, but now it seemed that it was actually her uncle, Yan Shan!

"Tsk tsk, Zimo, you've fundamentally misunderstood this." Mo Xin shook her head:

"Humans don't have a sequence level. Above the ninth level is the Soul Heaven, and that has never changed since ancient times. Although your uncle broke this rule, theoretically speaking, as long as his skills are up to par, he can completely skip the sequence level and directly reach the Soul Heaven."

"Holy crap—this actually works!"

Yan Ziming's mouth was agape, wide enough to fit a duck egg. She never expected her uncle to be so awesome. She wondered how he compared to Liu Mengxian.

Unfortunately, Liu Mengxian had already left Bei'an City a moment earlier, heading to a place she didn't know.

"Could it be that my uncle is the real chosen one? Xiao Ze has followed the wrong person!" Yan Zimo thought to himself, somewhat confused.

While Yan Ziming was in a state of disarray, he was filled with immense pride!

..........

Deep in the clouds, a stunningly beautiful woman, drawn by a powerful force, also looked towards the direction of Sichuan.

This woman, more dazzling than the stars in the sky, had a myriad of emotions in her beautiful eyes, and her cherry-red lips parted slightly: "Soul Heaven... it's not that simple."

..........

It is said that high-level ability users will experience a certain degree of rejuvenation and become younger at the moment of their breakthrough. If Yan Shan wanted to, he could reverse his appearance at any time.

The reason why Liu Mengxian, a person who transcends the years, can maintain her youth is precisely this.

Breakthroughs cause a reversion to old age, which is a natural bodily reaction. However, in the past, Yan Shan suppressed all of these breakthroughs.

He is now releasing this long-suppressed feeling.

His temples, which already had quite a few gray hairs, were instantly dyed completely black, as black as bright, reflective silk. The wrinkles on his face quickly diminished, and his previously hunched back became even more upright.

This was a young man in his early twenties, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. In his eyes, one could almost see the stars vanish and the ocean turn to smoke, and everything disappear with the wind.

He was incredibly young, with a radiant and terrifying body that was terrifying to behold. The aura he exuded was so powerful that it made people want to bow down to him, and he could shatter the heavens and the earth with a wave of his hand!

Despite his drastic change in appearance, when people see this figure, which burns like a god and illuminates most of the sky, they will find themselves resembling someone else.

—Marshal Yan Shan of China!

However, this sense of holiness did not last long. It was as if the heavens had suddenly fallen to the mortal realm, and the boundless aura of terror plummeted. Although it was still sacred, it was ultimately lacking something compared to before.

"Damn it, I knew it wouldn't be that simple."

A deep voice came from mid-air, echoing through the sky, and it sounded somewhat disdainful.

Yan Shan landed on the ground, his aura receding into his body, making him look exactly like an ordinary young man. Then he gradually aged, appearing to be around forty years old, much younger than before.

However, he did indeed break through to the Soul Heaven realm just now. Although it only lasted for a few seconds, it was enough to benefit him for life.

Yan Shan activated his special ability to suppress the urge to become monstrous once again, pinning it down within his body to use in his next breakthrough.

The nightmare that had plagued countless people was used by him as a tool. The saying "high skill breeds daring" is perfectly embodied in Yan Shan.

Yan Shan took a step and vanished instantly, leaving behind only a confident and awe-inspiring declaration.

"Within five years, I will surely reach the Heavenly Realm of Souls!"

Chapter Sixty-Seven: Spirit

The next morning, Yan Ziming called Yan Shan early.

"Hey, Uncle, it's me. Are you in heaven?"

Without even a greeting, Yan Ziming went straight to the point, revealing how much she longed for news of Yan Shan's breakthrough to the Soul Heaven realm.

Because this is of such great significance!

As long as Yan Shan reaches the Soul Heaven Realm, no matter how difficult the future may be, China will always remain as stable as Mount Tai!

At that time, he and Liu Mengxian will take charge of internal affairs and external affairs respectively. If things continue like this, the end times will not be so difficult, and a corner of a peaceful and prosperous world can already be seen.

However, Yan Shan's answer puzzled her.

"Yes and no."

"...Uncle, can you speak like a human being?"

"You brat, you're asking for it!" Yan Shan was so angry he laughed. Among all the young people in the world, Yan Zimo was the first to dare to speak to him like that.

After a moment of reflection, Yan Shan began to explain: "Three seconds, just three seconds, and I reached the Soul Heaven, but unfortunately I still fell down."

It was a pity, but there was no sense of resentment in his voice; on the contrary, he was resolute and full of confidence.

"Uncle, you really did live up to your reputation as a 'three-second man' this time, didn't you?" Yan Ziming teased with a smile, but the next moment she regretted it and broke out in a cold sweat.

Yan Shan didn't understand what she meant, but he knew that what his scoundrel niece was saying was definitely not a good thing.

Fortunately, Yan Shan didn't intend to delve into it. He suddenly had a brilliant idea and solemnly said:

"There's another piece of news that I shouldn't have told you, but I still feel it's necessary for you to know so you can be prepared."

"What news?" Yan Ziming was confused. What kind of news could make her so prepared?

Zhou Ye is dead!

The atmosphere became so tense you could hear a pin drop.

The sound of raindrops falling on the ground did not bring Yan Ziming any enjoyable auditory feast; her rationality had vanished in the wake of her earlier words.

It was as if a massive hammer had struck her head, making her see stars, stagger back a few steps, and collapse onto the sofa.

Although Zhou Ye was not an acquaintance of hers, and in fact, among the several ninth-level experts in China, he was the only one who had never met Yan Ziming face to face, they had still met a few times in meetings.

Yan Ziming's impression of him was that of a rigid old man, strict and fair, and overall, he was quite a good person.

Now Yan Shan is telling her personally that Zhou Ye, one of the pillars of China, is dead!

Since the apocalypse, apart from the ninth-tier warrior who died in the battle against the sea serpent a few years ago, China has not lost any more. Now that Zhou Ye is dead, if this news is announced, it will undoubtedly be a fatal blow to morale.

Considering the current situation, if his cause of death...

Thinking of this, Yan Ziming's voice trembled as he asked, "Is it because of the mutation?"

"That's right, I killed him with my own hands."

The second heavy blow landed, and even though Yan Ziming was well prepared, he was still hit so hard that his breath caught in his throat and he almost couldn't catch his breath.

“But don’t misunderstand, the way he died is probably something many people dream of,” Yan Shan suddenly said.

Yan Ziming immediately thought of many tragic ways to die, from camaraderie in life-or-death battles to dying together with the enemy.

"No need to guess, he killed the Nightmare just last night."

"......"

No wonder Yan Shan said this was the way many people dreamed of dying; it seems that's really the case.

To kill a Sequence-class monster by one person—what an honor that is!

Only those who have personally experienced it know how much suffering the Sequence-level has brought to the world. Not only superhumans, but even ordinary people dream of taking a piece of flesh from the Sequence-level!

This could be considered the most compassionate way for a mutant to die, right?

However, after the initial shock, Yan Ziming was filled with confusion and asked with a wry smile, "Why did you tell me this in private?"

"do not know."