306: The flawed jade is the king (45)

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"My dear cousin."

That cold voice made Yu Tianheng's body freeze.

His face, originally twisted with madness, was instantly filled with fear.

His long-planned fatal blow seemed so ridiculous at this moment.

The "flaw" he saw as a once-in-a-lifetime Opportunity was, from beginning to end, just a trap meticulously prepared for him.

He wanted to flee.

But it was too late.

Wang Yun moved.

He no longer hid; the Divine Ability of the first generation supreme bone, Myriad Things Born, was thunderously activated.

A terrifying giant hand, condensed from Grandmist Dao Principles and vast life essence, rose from the ground.

This hand ignored all the protective divine light and Magic Treasures on Yu Tianheng's body, instantly capturing him and clutching him tightly in its palm.

"No!"

Yu Tianheng let out a desperate roar.

He frantically activated his Saint Eye and the Supreme Bone within his body, trying to break free.

However, before that giant hand, everything he took pride in was fragile.

The massive gap in power levels was fully revealed at this moment.

"Noisy."

Wang Yun's eyes were cold.

He didn't kill him immediately but turned his gaze toward the various Prodigies around who were intimidated by the power of his punch but still harbored ill intentions.

"Grandmist Gives Birth to All Things."

Wang Yun's Supreme Phenomenon erupted completely without reservation at this moment, enveloping the entire battlefield.

Then, the "Myriad Things Born" Divine Ability was activated again.

Rumble!

The earth rolled violently.

Countless divine vines, giant trees, and mountains rose from the ground, growing frantically; they intertwined to form a massive, natural barrier filled with killing intent.

This barrier forcefully split the battlefield into two worlds.

Inside the barrier were Wang Yun and his prey, Yu Tianheng.

Outside the barrier were the hundreds of terrified Prodigies.

Simultaneously, the Primordial Chaos Domain expanded.

The purple-gold halo combined perfectly with the vast phenomenon; within the Domain, it was filled with the initial Qi of Grandmist, where all Laws were forcibly suppressed and reverted.

"Not good! Retreat quickly!"

A Pseudo-Venerable level expert's expression changed drastically.

His Divine Thought had only slightly touched the edge of the barrier when he felt his Dao Laws being decomposed; he hurriedly withdrew his Divine Thought and retreated frantically.

Others followed suit, no longer daring to pry, completely abandoning any thought of intervening.

Within the Primordial Chaos Domain.

Wang Yun held Yu Tianheng, whose bones were creaking from the grip of the giant hand and who had long since lost the power to resist, dragging him step by step before him.

He released his hand, letting Yu Tianheng collapse to the ground.

Slap!

Wang Yun delivered a slap so powerful it instantly turned half of Yu Tianheng's cheek into a bloody mess.

"This slap is for the innocent maid, Xiao Cui, who died."

Slap!

Another elbow strike followed.

The other side of Yu Tianheng's face also collapsed, teeth flying out mixed with blood.

Wang Yun was expressionless.

He kicked Yu Tianheng's Dantian, his violent power instantly destroying his dao foundation.

"Ah—!"

Yu Tianheng let out a painful roar, looking at Wang Yun with eyes full of venom and resentment.

"Wang Yun! Kill me! If you have the guts, then kill me!"

"Kill you?"

Wang Yun smiled, a smile that made Yu Tianheng shudder.

"That would be too easy for you."

"Don't you like taking things from others?"

"Today, I'll let you taste the feeling of having everything stripped away from you."

Wang Yun crouched down, ignoring Yu Tianheng's terrified eyes and shrill pleas for mercy.

His fingers turned into the sharpest blades, ruthlessly piercing into Yu Tianheng's Saint Eye, which was still flowing with divine light.

"No! Don't! My eye!"

Squelch.

Accompanied by the dull sound of tearing flesh, the Saint Eye that Yu Tianheng had been so proud of—the one that could see through a thousand illusions—was brutally gouged out by Wang Yun.

Wang Yun didn't stop.

His palm pressed against Yu Tianheng's chest, and a domineering power erupted.

"Aaaargh—!"

Yu Tianheng's screams became even more shrill.

He could clearly feel his Saint Body Origin, which he had cultivated for many years, being forcibly extracted from his body by an irresistible force, turning into golden streams of Qi that poured into Wang Yun's palm.

Finally.

It was that bone.

Under Yu Tianheng's most desperate and venomous gaze, Wang Yun's hand reached into his chest.

Without any hesitation, he gouged out the first generation supreme bone that should have belonged to him but had been stolen for decades.

Having done all this, Wang Yun stood up and looked at the mangled, dying body at his feet.

Buzz!

The first generation supreme bone in his hand seemed to be pulled by something, and it actively turned into a stream of light, sinking into his own chest.

The Supreme Body resonated violently at this moment, producing a massive suction force as it began to undergo Fusion with this bone of the same Origin.

Meanwhile, the Saint Eye he held in his hand suddenly began to burn hot.

The Azure Heaven Indestructible Art within Wang Yun's body actually began to circulate uncontrollably on its own.

A strange suction force came from his palm, and before his astonished eyes, the Saint Eye was directly devoured and refined.

"Damn it!"

"This Cultivation Technique is now completely out of my control."

Wang Yun cursed inwardly.

Boom!

The vast energy of the Saint Eye and the Saint Body Origin, along with the feedback power from the return of the first generation supreme bone, exploded within his body.

Wang Yun felt his whole body shake; the cultivation base Bottleneck that had troubled him for a long time shattered under the impact of this massive energy.

Heavenly God Realm, Peak!

The aura on Wang Yun's body continued to climb, finally stabilizing at the summit of this Realm.

At that moment, the barrier dividing the battlefield slowly dissipated.

The Prodigies outside happened to witness the final moment of Wang Yun's Breakthrough.

As well as the corpse at his feet, with its eyes gouged out, its Origin stripped away, and a bloody hole left in its chest.

In that instant, everyone present felt a bone-chilling cold.

"D... Devil!"

Someone let out a scream of terror.

In the next moment, all the Prodigies acted as if they had seen a ghost; no longer caring about any dao seeds or opportunities, they scattered and fled in terror.

Wang Yun ignored them.

He watched as the body at his feet, filled with venom and resentment and completely devoid of life, turned into ashes and scattered with the wind.

He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

His great vengeance was finally avenged.

Wang Yun turned and walked toward the stunned Luo Xi and the others.

He casually tossed the ice-blue dao seed, which he had held from beginning to end, to Luo Xi.

"You can use this when you strike for the Venerable Realm in the future."

After saying that, he didn't stay any longer, leading the group toward the depths of the Place of Dao Fall.

Leaving behind only a mess on the ground and a bloody legend about the "Supreme Devil King" that was about to spread throughout the Ancient Starry Road.

The news spread across the Ancient Starry Road at an unimaginable speed.

The Supreme Body had appeared, brutally killing the Little Sage Yu Tianheng with cruel methods and world-shaking ferocity.

For a time, the name "Wang Yun" became infamous once again.

Deeper within the Ancient Starry Road.

The Seventh Ancient Star.

Inside a palace built of ten-thousand-year-old divine ice, a woman dressed in colorful clothes with an exquisite temperament was combing her long hair in front of a water mirror.

Suddenly, she paused and looked up.

"A Supreme Body, is it..."

She whispered softly, her voice ethereal and pleasant.

"An interesting prey. I hope he can survive until he reaches me, to add a bit of color to my path to becoming an emperor."

Elsewhere.

At the summit of a ten-thousand-foot-high sword Peak, a barefoot blind youth sat cross-legged at the edge of the cliff, breathing in the Sword Qi of heaven and earth.

Behind him, an ancient iron sword let out bursts of clear humming.

"I wonder... how many of my strikes he can withstand."