277: The flawed jade is the king (sixteen).

Outside the entrance of the Secret Realm, the atmosphere was solemn and murderous.

Tens of thousands of troops from the Human Race and Yao Race faced each other in a standoff.

After a brief negotiation, the high-level officials from both sides quickly reached an agreement.

The ownership of this Secret Realm would be decided through martial combat between the younger generation.

After several rounds of fighting, the Prodigies of the Human Race actually held the upper hand.

The several young generals sent by the Great You Sacred Dynasty this time were all battle-hardened veterans; their strikes were ruthless, and they had consecutively taken down several skilled fighters from the Yao Race.

Bursts of cheers erupted from the Human Race camp, and morale was high.

On the Yao Race's side, the atmosphere was oppressive, and the faces of the Demon Kings were grim.

Just then, a commotion broke out from the rear of the Yao Race army.

A violent and overbearing aura descended upon the center of the battlefield like a meteorite.

It was a burly youth clad in golden battle armor. His eyes burned with golden flames, and his wild red hair danced madly in the wind, radiating a terrifying pressure that far surpassed his peers.

"Trash! A bunch of trash!"

He kicked away a member of the Yao Race royalty who had just been defeated.

"You can't even beat a few humans. All the face of my Yao Race has been lost by you!"

An uproar broke out in the Human Race camp.

"It's the 'Little Saint Lord' of the Yao Race!"

"Why is he here? This person is the direct grandson of a Demon Saint in the Demon Court. It's said he possesses an ancestral Bloodline and has astonishing combat power. With a cultivation base at the Middle Stage of the Guiyi Realm, he once fought a Grotto-Heaven Realm Cultivator to a standstill without being defeated!"

"He's not someone ordinary Prodigies can compare to."

At the Peak of the snowy mountain, Luo Xi watched that figure and felt that overbearing aura, her expression changing slightly.

She could feel that the strength of this "Little Saint Lord" was far above the Golden Crow Daozi who had been hunting her before.

"Who else dares to fight me?!"

The Little Saint Lord scanned the field, his gaze finally landing on the Great You Sacred Dynasty's camp.

"Prince of Great You, come out and meet your death!"

Following his roar, a figure dressed in a black dragon robe with a noble temperament soared into the sky from within the Great You Sacred Dynasty's military formation.

The newcomer had a handsome face, with a trace of innate nobility between his brows. He was one of the contemporary princes of the Great You Sacred Dynasty.

"Shi Tian, do not be so arrogant!"

Prince You Xuan shouted angrily. Behind him, a massive phantom of a Dark Sparrow divine bird appeared, its wings spreading out and blotting out the sky.

You Que Divine Body, activated!

The battle erupted instantly.

However, the result was beyond everyone's expectations.

That Yao Race Little Saint Lord, Shi Tian, was even more terrifying than the rumors suggested.

He also manifested his true form, a massive Primeval Golden Lion. His golden fur seemed cast from divine gold, and every pounce carried the power to tear the heavens and earth apart.

Although Prince You Xuan's You Que Divine Body was strong, he still retreated step by step in the face of that absolute power.

In less than a hundred Moves, Prince You Xuan was covered in blood, his aura withered.

"Die!"

Shi Tian let out a roar, and his massive lion claw, carrying destructive power, slammed down fiercely.

It looked like Prince You Xuan was about to lose his life here.

Just then.

A calm voice abruptly rang out across the battlefield.

"I wonder how this Golden Lion would taste if it were made into Golden Lion's Head meatballs?"

Shi Tian's descending giant claw suddenly halted three inches above Prince You Xuan's head.

It wasn't that he wanted to stop.

Rather, an invisible force had imprisoned it, making it unable to advance even an inch.

Everyone was stunned.

At the Peak of the snowy mountain, the white-clad figure who had been standing still and watching the battle had appeared in the center of the battlefield at some unknown time.

It was Wang Yun.

He raised his eyes, glanced at the ferocious Golden Lion, and then looked at the dying Prince You Xuan on the ground.

Wang Yun pointed his fingers like a sword and gave a casual wave.

Chila!

That insufferably arrogant Primeval Golden Lion actually let out a shrill cry of pain.

Its proud, indestructible lion claw was actually severed at the wrist by an invisible Sword Qi!

Blood gushed out.

"Ah—!"

Shi Tian transformed back into human form in pain, clutching his severed wrist and looking at Wang Yun with a face full of terror, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"You... who are you?!"

Wang Yun did not answer.

He took a step forward, and his figure instantly appeared in front of Shi Tian.

Without any fancy Moves, he simply threw a punch.

That Peak Guiyi Realm Little Saint Lord actually had no power to resist. He flew backward, his chest caved in, and blood sprayed wildly from his mouth.

One punch, severely wounded.

A total crushing!

"Brat, how dare you!"

Just as Wang Yun was about to step forward and end Shi Tian's life.

From the rear of the Yao Race camp, a terrifying God King pressure suddenly descended.

A giant hand condensed from Demonic Qi penetrated the Void Realm and grabbed toward Wang Yun.

The God King of the Yao Race had disregarded the rules and brazenly attacked.

"Hmph! Bullying the young with age, do you think my Human Race has no one?"

A cold snort rang out from the Great You Sacred Dynasty's military formation.

A Great You God King wearing black armor also took a step forward and threw a punch, shattering the giant hand of Demonic Qi.

The two God Kings faced off in the Void Realm, Laws clashing and their auras contending.

"My Northern Plains Human Race has won! This Secret Realm belongs to my Northern Plains Human Race!"

Ultimately, under the powerful stance of the Human Race, the Yao Race could only retreat unwillingly... "Thank you, Your Excellency, for saving my life."

Supported by his personal guards, Prince You Xuan came before Wang Yun and bowed.

He looked at the youth before him, who was even younger than himself, his heart filled with shock.

"For this Grandmist Secret Realm, Your Excellency may enter first."

Wang Yun only nodded faintly and said nothing more.

He took Luo Xi and, under everyone's gaze, walked calmly toward that massive spatial rift.

The Secret Realm Restriction, which was enough to tear apart a God King and made even Venerables extremely wary, actively opened a path for him.

Wang Yun's figure disappeared into the light gate.

Behind him, everyone gasped.

"He... who exactly is he?"

The God King of the Great You Sacred Dynasty watched this scene, also filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Subsequently, he joined forces with several other Human Race experts to forcibly suppress the Restriction and sent Prince You Xuan and the other Prodigies into the Secret Realm.

However.

Just as all the juniors had entered the Secret Realm and the light gate was about to close at the final moment.

A sudden change occurred.

Boom!

A terrifying Demon Venerable aura, far exceeding a God King and even surpassing an ordinary Venerable, suddenly descended from the Nine Heavens!

"Not good!"

The face of the Great You Sacred Dynasty's God King changed drastically.

An old Venerable stationed far in the rear also snapped his eyes open.

A massive Dragon, its entire body covered in pitch-black scales, actually utilized the Great You Sacred Dynasty's method of countering the Secret Realm Restriction. It completely ignored the violent Restriction, and with spatial Laws circulating on its massive body, it forcibly tore open an even larger crack and plunged inside!

"It's the third son of the Lord of the Demon Court, that Demon Dragon who wields spatial Divine Abilities!"

The Great You Venerable was both shocked and angry. He wanted to intercept it, but he was already a step too late.

That massive spatial rift quickly closed after the Demon Dragon Venerable burst in.

It was over.

The hearts of all the high-level Human Race officials sank to the bottom.

Inside the Secret Realm, all the Prodigies of the Human Race would have to face a nearly invincible Demon Venerable.

This would be... a one-sided slaughter.