152: A divine eye? A blind man? (Thirty-seven)

Jun Yun's heart jolted violently.

He had been discovered.

Without the slightest hesitation, in the split second before he was locked onto, he instantly withdrew all the power of his Dual Pupils.

Simultaneously, he circulated the Azure Heaven Pagoda Record Cultivation Technique frantically, causing his own Aura to vanish into nothingness, leaving not a single trace behind.

That terrifying will sweeping across the entire space passed over Jun Yun's hiding place but found nothing unusual.

"Hmm? Was it a spatial fluctuation...?"

The aged voice sounded slightly puzzled, but it did not investigate further and soon returned to silence once more.

The disturbance subsided.

However, the back of Jun Yun's shirt was already cold with sweat.

The Venerable Realm.

That Aura definitely belonged to an existence that surpassed the God King level.

There are no Venerables in the current world—this was the consensus of the Northern Plains and even the wider world.

But just because they didn't exist in the current world didn't mean they didn't exist in those hidden lands that had survived since ancient times.

This Ancient Saint Clan was even more unfathomable than he had imagined.

Ahead, Zi Yuan and You Chen were completely unaware of that momentary glimpse of terror.

"This way."

Zi Yuan's voice remained cold as she led the two through the floating islands amidst the sea of clouds.

Grand palaces loomed in and out of the mist; immortal cranes cried out in unison, and Spiritual Qi condensed into rain.

Finally, they landed before the most majestic central palace.

The palace doors were wide open, and dozens of figures were already standing inside.

They were very young, each dressed in luxurious robes, their Bloodline Auras powerful and pure.

Every single one of them possessed a cultivation base that was not inferior to You Chen's.

They were the Prodigies of the Ancient Saint Clan's younger generation.

When they saw Zi Yuan leading two outsiders in, their arrogant eyes showed undisguised contempt.

"Zi Yuan, is this the so-called 'Overlord' you brought from the current world?"

A young man wearing a golden brocade robe, handsome but with a mocking expression, was the first to speak.

His gaze fell upon You Chen, filled with scrutiny and disdain.

"Middle Stage of the Guiyi Realm, his Foundation is decent enough. But in my Ancient Saint Clan, such strength can only barely be considered upper-tier."

Another woman covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"I heard he unified the Four Great Divine Dynasties outside? Truly laughable. The struggles for hegemony in those mud pits outside are nothing more than children playing house."

Their voices weren't loud, yet they carried clearly throughout the entire palace.

In their words was an arrogance rooted deep within their Bloodlines.

They were born superior, and everything in the outside world was as insignificant as dust in their eyes.

You Chen's brow furrowed slightly, but he did not lash out.

He was already an emperor; his Heart-Nature had long since been tempered to be extremely deep, and he would not be easily provoked by words.

However, the gazes of those Prodigies soon shifted to Jun Yun.

When they saw Jun Yun's eyes covered by black cloth, the mockery grew even stronger.

"Zi Yuan, you didn't just bring an outsider, you brought a blind man?"

"Is this the rumored 'National Guardian Sage Master'? How does a blind man strategize? Could it be by relying on fortune-telling and divination?"

"Hahaha, you're killing me! People of the current world truly are just a bunch of attention-seekers."

The golden-robed youth stepped forward, 'sizing up' Jun Yun with a condescending posture.

"I heard you relied entirely on some schemes and trickery to assist this so-called 'Divine Lord' in taking power. Looking at you now, it seems that's true. After all, a blind man's heart is always filthy."

Just as he finished speaking, someone else added in a sarcastic tone.

"In my opinion, there was no 'assisting' at all. Perhaps this Divine Lord used some despicable means to luckily gain our Junior Sister Zi Yuan's favor and obtain the qualification to enter the Secret Realm."

Sentence after sentence, every word was meant to cut deep.

They were not only insulting Jun Yun but also belittling You Chen.

Jun Yun remained expressionless, turning a deaf ear to everything from the outside world.

But You Chen could not endure it.

He could tolerate all the mockery directed at himself.

Because he was confident enough and strong enough to use his strength to silence all doubters.

But he absolutely could not tolerate anyone insulting Jun Yun.

Big Brother Jun was his bottom line.

Boom!

A cold imperial pressure, mixed with terrifying Killing Intent, erupted from You Chen's body.

The temperature of the entire palace instantly dropped to the freezing point.

The smiles on the faces of those Ancient Saint Clan Prodigies, who had been chatting and laughing, froze.

They felt that wave of terrifying Killing Intent hitting them head-on, and their expressions changed one by one.

They hadn't expected this 'native emperor' from the current world to dare release his Aura on Ancient Saint Clan territory.

In You Chen's eyes, a cold light glittered sharply.

His deep eyes were locked tightly onto the golden-robed youth who had spoken out of turn.

"You can say that... one more time."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried absolute authority and Killing Intent.

The golden-robed youth's face turned pale, and he was actually intimidated into taking half a step back by this Aura.

But he quickly reacted, and a look of humiliated rage surged onto his face.

To be frightened by an outsider on his own turf was a supreme humiliation.

"What? Do you actually want to make a move?"

The golden-robed youth shouted, his voice harsh but lacking confidence.

"Before my Ancient Saint Clan, that pathetic imperial prestige of yours is worthless!"

You Chen smiled.

However, there was not a hint of warmth in that smile.

"Very well."

He slowly spat out those two words.

"Big Brother Jun, they said you are a blind man."

You Chen turned his head and spoke softly to Jun Yun, a trace of self-reproach in his tone.

"Then today, I will show them."

"Whether an emperor assisted by a blind man is qualified enough to break their arrogant bones!"

The moment the words fell.

You Chen moved.

Without any redundant nonsense, he took a step forward, and his figure instantly vanished from where he stood.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of the golden-robed youth.

Fast.

Fast to the extreme.

"You dare!"

The golden-robed youth was both shocked and enraged, hurriedly raising his hand to block.

But You Chen's punch, which condensed an endless Aura of slaughter, had already slammed heavily into his chest.

Bang!

A dull thud sounded.

The golden-robed youth felt as if he had been struck by lightning; he was sent flying back miserably, leaving a long trail on the hard floor before finally crashing heavily into a stone pillar within the palace.

Poof!

He opened his mouth and spat out a spray of blood, his face turning deathly pale instantly.

One move.

In just one move, an Ancient Saint Clan Prodigy who was also in the Middle Stage of the Guiyi Realm had been defeated.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

All the Ancient Saint Clan Prodigies were stunned, their faces filled with shock.

The Bloodline they were so proud of, the strength they held in such high regard—before this outsider, it was actually so vulnerable.

Upon the high platform, Zi Yuan watched all this coldly, a flicker of emotion passing through her beautiful eyes.

She did not speak.

Nor did she stop him.

All of this was within her expectations.

After repelling the golden-robed youth with one punch, You Chen did not stop.

He slowly turned around, his cold gaze sweeping across all the Ancient Saint Clan Prodigies present.

"Who else?"