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302: The flawed jade is the king (41)

Three years later.

Third Ancient Star, a desolate valley.

Wang Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes.

Boom!

A powerful aura erupted from him as the center, sweeping in all directions.

The Void Realm behind him twisted, and a vast and ancient vision slowly unfolded.

It was a scene of Chaos, where purple Qi and green Qi intertwined, and the Grandmist was first divided.

Within it, Suns, moons, and stars were born and destroyed, gods and demons roared, all things were first born, and all living beings withered.

It was as if a newborn Universe was constantly evolving and cycling.

Supreme Vision: Grandmist Gives Birth to All Things.

"Heavenly God Realm, Late Stage."

Wang Yun whispered to himself, feeling the power within his body that was several times stronger than it had been three years ago.

The Sacred Body Origin had been completely refined by him, turning into the most solid nourishment for his Supreme Body.

His cultivation base had achieved a Breakthrough naturally.

With such a solid Foundation and such powerful combat power, it could no longer be measured by common sense; it likely no longer belonged to the category of the God Realm.

"It's time to leave."

Wang Yun stood up, his gaze piercing through the valley and looking deeper into the Ancient Starry Road.

The Third Ancient Star no longer held much significance for him.

Wang Yun took a step forward, and his figure disappeared from this desolate land where he had been in seclusion for three years... Half a month later.

Fifth Ancient Star, an ancient city named "Wangchuan."

In the city, Cultivators came and went like a weaving shuttle, their auras powerful; clearly, they were all Prodigies who had stood out from their respective realms.

Inside a tavern facing the street, Wang Yun found a seat by the window and sat down, ordering a pot of the most ordinary clear tea, silently listening to the discussions around him.

"Have you heard? The hottest figure on the Fifth Ancient Star recently is the 'Little Sage' of the Hunyuan Realm, Yu Tianheng!"

"He's more than just a hot topic! He's notorious! It's said that a few days ago, he single-handedly swept through the three Sacred Bodies of the Tianfeng Realm. One of them was even the rare 'Sun', yet he was still suppressed in three moves, and his Dao Heart was almost shattered!"

"Hiss—so terrifying? That Yu Tianheng is truly the one chosen by destiny!"

"Isn't that the truth! A Saint Eye plus a Supreme Bone—this kind of configuration is enough to rank among the very top handful throughout the ages."

Wang Yun drank his tea, his expression calm.

Just then, a fat Cultivator at the neighboring table, who seemed quite well-informed, lowered his voice and said mysteriously:

"You only know of the Little Sage's might, but do you know why he's going to such great lengths recently, even giving up several Opportunities in ancient ruins just to hunt down a group of people?"

The crowd's interest was piqued, and they all leaned in.

"Oh? There's such a thing? Quick, tell us, which blind fool dared to offend that killing god?"

The fat Cultivator smiled smugly, keeping them in suspense before slowly explaining.

"It's that group of Prodigies from the Great You Sacred Dynasty in Beiyuan of our Hunyuan Realm."

"It's said those people didn't know what was good for them. In a Godly Medicine Garden, they snatched a Quasi-Saint Herb that the Little Sage had his eye on, which is what enraged him and led to the order for their pursuit."

"Tsk tsk, that group is also unlucky. Of all people to provoke, they had to provoke Yu Tianheng. I heard they've been hunted for several months and have suffered heavy casualties. Even that Emperor-level Prodigy who possesses a Sacred Body and is known as the number one of Great You's younger generation was beaten until he was half-dead."

"Now, only the last few remain, trapped in the 'Dragon-Slaying Valley' to the west. I'm afraid they could not escape even with wings."

"Oh, right," the fat Cultivator added as if remembering something, "among that group, there seems to be an extraordinary female Cultivator with peerless beauty. She seems to be called... Fairy Luo Xi."

Clack.

A soft sound.

The teacup in Wang Yun's hand was gently placed back onto the table.

Wang Yun slowly raised his head.

His eyes were cold and indifferent.

A trace of killing intent emanated from his body.

Yu Tianheng.

Very well, he dared to lay a hand on his people and those of Great You.

Wang Yun did not hesitate for a moment; he stood up, and with a flash of his figure, he disappeared from the tavern.

His Heavenly Secrets were completely concealed under the operation of the Heart Heavy Pupils, shrouded in a mist that no one could see through... Fifth Ancient Star, Dragon-Slaying Valley.

This was a desolate land of death, where Evil Qi soared to the sky within the valley and jagged rocks were everywhere.

At this moment, in the center of the valley, a tragic and fierce battle was nearing its end.

Luo Xi was covered in blood, her white palace dress already stained red, her face full of exhaustion and despair.

Beside her, only three companions remained, also covered in wounds.

One of them was the Emperor-level Prodigy of the Great You Sacred Dynasty who possessed a Sacred Body; at this moment, his Holy Light was dim and his aura was withered, clearly having suffered damage to his Origin.

Around them, dozens of Yu Tianheng's followers had formed a slaughtering battle array, trapping them tightly.

"Fairy Luo Xi, do you still intend to put up a last-ditch resistance?"

The leader, a King-sealing level expert, looked at the four trapped people with a contemptuous gaze.

"My Young Lord said that as long as you are willing to surrender without a fight, he can spare the lives of these pieces of trash."

He paused, his tone carrying a hint of playfulness.

"Of course, the prerequisite is that you must first cripple your cultivation base and disperse your Lunar Origin."

"You!"

The Great You Sacred Body Prodigy flew into a rage upon hearing this, spitting out another mouthful of blood in anger.

This was not an offer of surrender; it was pure humiliation!

"Hehe, just a few remnants who escaped the net."

Another follower sneered, "My Young Lord is currently at the 'Dao Ruin Land' competing with the true Prodigies of other realms for a rare 'dao seed'. He has no time to deal with you."

"It is your honor to die by our hands."

"Do it!"

The leading expert lost his patience and gave the order.

The battle array operated, and dozens of destructive attacks turned into a large net, descending toward the four people in the center.

Luo Xi and the others were already at the end of their rope; facing this final killing move, they didn't even have the strength to resist.

Despair was all that remained in their hearts.

Just a split second before those dozens of attacks were about to land.

A figure suddenly appeared in the very center of the battlefield.

He was shrouded in a layer of faint mist and dao rhyme, his features unclear.

He just stood there so calmly.

"Who is it?!"

The followers of the Yu Family were pale with fright.

But in the next moment, an even more horrifying scene occurred.

The mysterious figure took a slow step forward toward the death net descending from the sky.

Thud.

As the step landed.

A Golden Lotus actually grew out of thin air in the Void Realm beneath his feet, incredibly holy, gently supporting his step.

Then came the second step, and the third step.

A Lotus with Every Step.

In the center of that destructive storm, he walked toward the already stunned Luo Xi and the other three as if strolling leisurely in a courtyard, unhurriedly.

As he advanced, the blurry Void Realm shrouded in dao rhyme behind him began to evolve into a terrifying vision.

The Grandmist was first divided, and all things were born.

The Sun, moon, and stars rotated behind him, and phantoms of gods and demons rose and fell beneath his feet.

Those dozens of destructive attacks, enough to obliterate any King-sealing expert, dissipated the moment they came within a three-foot radius of his body.

The entire field was silent.

Everyone was awed into immobility by this miraculous appearance and that terrifying pressure.

Finally, under Luo Xi's gaze of shock and confusion, Wang Yun came to a stop.

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