212: An era without saints?! (XI)

"Let's go, Clan Brother."

"I'm taking you... to kill!"

The voice was childish, yet it carried an icy coldness and resolve, echoing through the Soul Burial Abyss.

Gu Zhan, whose aura had already plummeted to the bottom, trembled upon hearing this.

He looked at the six-year-old child before him; those clear eyes were filled with a sense of vicissitude and murderous intent that did not match his age.

Gu Yun said no more.

He supported Gu Zhan and took a step forward.

The surrounding space rippled.

The two vanished from the spot instantly.

...

At the other end of the Secret Realm, inside a hidden valley.

The fleeing Wang Family Qilin Son was panting, still shaken with fear.

Beside him were seven or eight Wang Family Prodigies, all of them deathly pale.

"That monster... what exactly is it?"

A Prodigy asked with a trembling voice, his mind still unable to break free from the eerie death he had witnessed.

The Wang Family Qilin Son's expression was grim.

Within his Dharma Eye, that patch of purple-gold Chaos had become a nightmare he could not shake off.

"No matter what he is, he is only one person, and a six-year-old child at that."

"He must have used a one-time forbidden trump card; he is surely extremely weak by now!"

The Wang Family Qilin Son forced himself to calm down and analyzed, "Send a message to the Ji Family and all other clans. Regroup, find him, and kill him!"

Just as his voice fell.

A calm voice sounded from behind them.

"No need to look."

"I'm here."

The Wang Family Qilin Son and the others were shocked and turned around abruptly.

They saw Gu Yun supporting Gu Zhan, having appeared behind them at some unknown moment.

He just stood there quietly.

"You..."

The Wang Family Qilin Son only managed to spit out one word.

Gu Yun moved.

He merely raised his eyes and looked calmly at the group before him.

Heart Sword, activate.

Threads of intangible, formless Sword Intent swept past like a gentle breeze.

Except for the Wang Family Qilin Son and a core disciple of the Wang Family with a similarly strong aura beside him, the terror on the faces of the remaining Wang Family Prodigies froze.

The next moment, their bodies silently turned into dust.

The Wang Family Qilin Son was shocked; his Dharma Eye, capable of seeing through falsehoods, now saw nothing but a terrifying Chaos capable of devouring his Divine Soul.

He felt a chill all over his body.

Escape!

This was the only thought in his mind.

He didn't even have the slightest intention to resist; before Gu Yun's gaze could sweep over, he crushed a jade talisman without hesitation.

That was a Sovereign-level teleportation talisman granted to him by the Wang Family Old Ancestor for life-saving.

A force of space enveloped him, his figure instantly becoming illusory and about to vanish.

Gu Yun merely glanced at him indifferently and did not make a move to stop him.

Letting one run was perfect for sending a message back.

He wanted fear to spread among all his enemies.

As the Wang Family Qilin Son vanished, only the core disciple of the Wang Family, who was paralyzed on the ground in fear, remained.

Watching Gu Yun walk toward him step by step, he collapsed on the ground, kowtowing frantically and begging for mercy.

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I was also forced into this!"

Gu Yun ignored his pleas.

He walked up to the man, slowly extended his small, childish hand, and pressed it onto the man's crown.

A stream of messy memories was forcibly extracted by him in the most brutal way.

The location of the Ji Family.

The strongholds of other hostile forces.

In this encirclement, everyone who had made a move—their auras, their appearances—were all noted down by Gu Yun one by one.

"Ah—!"

The Wang Family disciple let out a shrill scream; his Divine Soul was forcibly torn apart, turning him into an idiot.

Gu Yun released his hand and let him collapse to the ground.

He turned around and continued to support Gu Zhan, walking toward the next target.

Gu Zhan watched all of this, his heart filled with horror.

These ruthless methods, this cold Heart-Nature, did not resemble a six-year-old child at all.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, it turned into a sigh.

No matter what the Dao Child had become, he was still the Dao Child of the Gu Family.

All he had to do was follow.

Even if it meant killing and burning.

For the next half day.

Gu Yun's figure appeared elusively in various corners of the Secret Realm.

Every time he appeared, it was accompanied by death.

Those arrogant Prodigies were vulnerable before him.

Wherever the Heart Sword passed, everything turned to dust.

The entire Secret Realm fell into fear because of Gu Yun.

During the pursuit, Gu Yun's Mind's Eye perception also captured a few faint auras belonging to the Gu Family members.

He followed the auras to find them.

In a dilapidated cave, he found three severely injured, dying Gu Family members.

Seeing Gu Yun, they were first shocked, then revealed despair.

"Dao Child... hurry and go! The Ji Family people... are nearby!"

Gu Yun did not speak.

He activated the Primordial Chaos Sacred Body, channeling a few wisps of purple-gold Primordial Qi into their bodies, stabilizing their injuries.

Then, he placed them and the extremely weak Gu Zhan together in this cave.

"Wait here."

"I'll be back soon."

Gu Yun turned around and walked out of the cave alone.

He was going to kill everyone outside.

However, just as he was about to catch up with the Ji Family Divine Maiden.

She seemed to sense something, and a look of resolve flashed in her eyes.

She actually burned her essence blood without hesitation, activated an ancient talisman, tore through the Void Realm, and fled blindly into an unknown area shrouded in thick fog.

Gu Yun frowned slightly and stepped in without the slightest hesitation.

The moment he passed through the thick fog, the scene before him suddenly opened up.

This was no longer the common mountain and forest landscape of the Secret Realm.

Instead, it was a desolate, ancient battlefield ruin that seemed to have been forgotten by time.

The ground was dark red.

The air was filled with a faint aura of killing, as well as the most original, purest Dao rhyme.

This was the true core of the Falling Star Mystic Realm.

An ancient battlefield.

In the center of the battlefield, a stone the size of a human head was floating quietly.

The stone was Chaos-colored throughout, its surface pitted and bumpy, looking ordinary.

But around it, space was slightly distorted, and visible threads representing the Origin Laws of creation and restoration were coiled like silk threads.

Spiritual Qi around it turned into liquid, dripping onto the ground and making a tinkling sound.

Chaos Mending Heaven Stone!

With just one look, he recognized this divine object of heaven and earth that only existed in the oldest myths.

A surge of wild joy welled up in his heart.

He immediately understood the value of this divine object to himself.

As long as he refined this object, the endless Hongmeng Origin Origin contained within it would be enough to allow his Primordial Chaos Sacred Body in this life to reach the Major Achievement realm ahead of time!

At that time, his combat power would undergo a qualitative leap.

Facing the Ji Family, the Wang Family, and even that mysterious "Human Realm", he would have more confidence to take revenge.

This was a shortcut.

A shortcut to absolute power and the end of revenge.

However.

Just as he stretched out his hand and was about to touch that Chaos Mending Heaven Stone.

Gu Zhan's firm and loyal face appeared in his mind.

The tragic sight of Gu Zhan, who had destroyed his dao foundation and ruined his cultivation entirely to protect him, appeared.

Gu Yun's extended hand stopped in mid-air.

He remembered the core function of this object.

Repairing, recasting, all broken dao foundations.

This was currently the only way to save Gu Zhan.

On one side was his own supreme Dao path, the hope for rapid revenge.

On the other side was the loyal Clan Brother who had sacrificed everything for him.

The scenes from his past life flashed by again.

On the Fifth Ancient Star, he faced the easily attainable saint dao origin and You Chen's pure dedication.

In the end, he chose to sever the Karma and protect his original heart.

"Original heart... If I abandon my original heart for the sake of power, then that is putting the cart before the horse."

The struggle and confusion in Gu Yun's eyes faded away completely.

Replacing them was unprecedented clarity and determination.

He smiled with relief.

He turned around without hesitation and walked out of this ancient battlefield with big strides.

He was going to the cave to bring Gu Zhan here.

He gave up this supreme Opportunity.

Too many people had already sacrificed for him.

In this life, he did not want to have any more debts.

When Gu Yun brought Gu Zhan back to this place.

Gu Zhan looked at the Chaos Mending Heaven Stone floating in the air, radiating Origin Dao rhyme, and felt that aura capable of repairing everything, instantly understanding something.

He looked at Gu Yun abruptly, his voice trembling.

"Dao Child... this object... this object must be of great use to you, hurry and refine it!"

"I, Gu Zhan, am just a crippled person, how can I..."

Gu Yun did not speak.

He just shook his head calmly, then reached out and gently pressed the Chaos Mending Heaven Stone against Gu Zhan's Dantian.

"Clan Brother."

"Your Dao has not been broken yet."

"I will take you to reconnect it."