320: The flawed jade is the king (59).

"Two Emperors Descend...?"

"How can there be two emperor seats?"

"The ancient iron rule of 'Emperors do not see Emperors' has been broken?"

"Could it be that two Great Emperors are to be born in this era?"

After a brief silence, there was an uncontrollable uproar and ecstasy.

One emperor seat meant despair.

Two emperor seats, that was hope!

"Kill!"

The Two-Lotus Saint roared again. He did not charge towards the emperor seat, but instead locked his target on the Hundred Flower Maiden beside Wang Yun.

Everyone instantly reached a tacit understanding.

They knew very well that to contend for those two positions, they first had to remove these five great mountains.

Wang Yun's opponent was a gaunt Two-Lotus Saint with blood-red eyes, who had Cultivated some Demonic Technique.

"Supreme Body? Today, I shall devour you!"

The Demonic Technique Saint grinned sinisterly, his dao lotus behind him spinning, transforming into a sea of blood that enveloped Wang Yun from above.

Within the sea of blood, resentful souls wailed, and a foul wind assailed them. The mere aura was enough to make ordinary Saints lose their composure.

Wang Yun looked at him, his eyes calm.

He didn't immediately use his full power. He merely raised his hand, pointed his fingers like a sword, and casually unleashed a Sword Qi.

The Sword Qi collided with the sea of blood, yet was easily swallowed.

"Hahaha! Supreme Body, nothing more than this!"

Seeing this, the Demonic Technique Saint became even more rampant. He urged the sea of blood, transforming it into thousands of blood-colored arrows that came overwhelmingly.

Wang Yun's figure flickered, moving through the dense arrow rain, each time narrowly avoiding vital points.

"Do you only know how to hide?"

The Demonic Technique Saint mocked, his offensive growing fiercer.

The two exchanged blows, and in an instant, they had already fought dozens of rounds.

Wang Yun seemed to be retreating under pressure, but in reality, he was probing the opponent's true strength.

"So, you only have this much strength."

After avoiding another blood-colored spear, Wang Yun stopped, muttering softly with a hint of disappointment.

"What did you say?!"

The Demonic Technique Saint was furious.

Wang Yun raised his eyes, his gaze turning cold.

"Noisy."

He no longer dodged. Facing the surging sea of blood that swept towards him again, he simply threw a punch.

He did not use any Divine Ability, just the pure power of the Supreme Body.

Boom!

That sea of blood, along with the countless wailing resentful souls within it, was instantly evaporated and vanished under this single punch.

The sinister grin on the Demonic Technique Saint's face froze. He looked at Wang Yun in disbelief and turned to flee.

But Wang Yun's figure had already appeared behind him.

"Come and go as you please?"

"Do you think this is your backyard?"

Wang Yun pointed a finger.

Pfft.

A bloody hole appeared between the Demonic Technique Saint's eyebrows, his Divine Soul utterly annihilated.

The battle was resolved within a hundred moves.

Wang Yun's swift and decisive methods completely shocked everyone.

The other four non-engravers, already retreating in the face of their opponents' powerful strength, lost their Dao Heart even more upon seeing the outcome of Wang Yun's battle, and no longer had any Battle Intent.

Either severely injured or knowing they were no match, they all chose to withdraw voluntarily.

On the Emperors Fall Platform, tranquility was restored.

Only Wang Yun, Chen You, Ye Chen, the Blind Swordsman, and the Hundred Flower Maiden remained.

The five stood facing each other from a distance, their Qi clashing fiercely in the Void Realm.

Everyone knew that the true decisive battle was just beginning.

"There is an aura on you that is very familiar to me."

Wang Yun's gaze fell upon the Hundred Flower Maiden.

He could clearly feel that the heart of flora in his chest resonated with the unique dao rhyme of grass and wood on her.

He wanted to investigate further.

"You, be my opponent."

Wang Yun spoke first.

The Hundred Flower Maiden looked at Wang Yun, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, but she still nodded.

At this moment, Ye Chen and Chen You, on the other side, both coincidentally locked their gaze on the barefoot, blind Sword Cultivator.

"Your sword is very dangerous."

Ye Chen spoke, his voice cold.

"Your Minds Eye can threaten all of us."

Chen You added.

The two had actually reached a consensus to first join forces and eliminate this most unstable factor.

The Blind Swordsman did not speak, merely tilted his head slightly, his empty eyes "looking" at the two, revealing a high Battle Intent.

Battle was imminent.

Wang Yun moved first.

He took a step and appeared directly in front of the Hundred Flower Maiden.

"Myriad Flowers, Wither."

The Hundred Flower Maiden dared not be negligent. The Dao Fruit of her Second Lotus Saint Realm emerged behind her, drawing upon the Laws of grass and wood between heaven and earth.

In an instant, countless petals, condensed from Dao Runes, danced in the air.

Each petal was as sharp as a knife, carrying the withering intent to extinguish life, sweeping towards Wang Yun.

However, Wang Yun merely shook his head.

"Showing off before an expert."

Thump.

The verdant heart of flora in his chest pulsed gently.

A more Origin, more Advanced life aura erupted with him at its center.

The myriad flying killing petals, upon contact with this aura, actually changed direction, transforming into the gentlest protection, enveloping Wang Yun layer by layer.

"This... how is this possible?!"

The Hundred Flower Maiden was utterly horrified. She found that she had lost control over her own Laws of grass and wood.

"You're still too green to play with grass and wood in front of me."

Wang Yun calmly passed through the "sea of guarding flowers" formed by her own Divine Ability and arrived before her.

He extended a finger and gently tapped the Hundred Flower Maiden's smooth forehead.

"You..."

The Hundred Flower Maiden opened her eyes, looking at Wang Yun with a complicated expression.

"Why do you... have Grandfather's aura on you?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yun understood.

He recalled the Legacy of the Ancestor of Grass and Wood, and the seed that had merged with him, confirming her identity.

"So that's how it is."

Wang Yun did not explain, merely smiled faintly.

The Hundred Flower Maiden gave Wang Yun a deep look, not understanding why.

She bowed respectfully to Wang Yun from a distance, then turned and voluntarily retreated from the Emperors Fall Platform.

On the other side.

Chen You and Ye Chen had joined forces, pushing the Blind Swordsman into a desperate situation.

"Heart Sword, Immeasurable."

The Blind Swordsman's "Heart Sword Eye" was fully activated. Invisible Sword Intent transformed into a Domain, directly striking at the Divine Souls of the two, attempting to drag them both into the most dangerous Divine Soul battle.

"Petty tricks."

Chen You snorted coldly. A Phoenix phantom appeared behind him, and the crimson-gold Phoenix True Fire soared into the sky, firmly protecting his and Ye Chen's Divine Souls, making them impervious to all Laws.

At the same time, he let out a high-pitched Phoenix cry, transforming into substantial sound waves that fiercely impacted the Blind Swordsman's senses.

"Now's the chance!"

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed.

He had been waiting for this opportunity.

Under the interference of Chen You's sound waves, a subtle flaw appeared in the Blind Swordsman's Heart Sword Domain.

Ye Chen's Sword Heart was clear, unaffected by any interference, precisely capturing this momentary gap.

Zheng!

The sheathless ancient sword on his back finally unsheathed.

But this sword strike was not aimed at the Blind Swordsman's Physical Body, but rather, with a profound and mysterious trajectory, it struck the sliver of Qi beneath his feet, which connected to the Emperors Fall Platform.

Puff.

The Blind Swordsman staggered as if struck by a heavy blow, and his Heart Sword Domain shattered in response.

"Good opportunity!"

Chen You seized the moment, and the Phoenix Divine Claw behind him shot out like lightning, directly grabbing the Blind Swordsman's shoulder and violently flinging him outwards.

The Blind Swordsman was directly swept out of the Emperors Fall Platform's range by this claw.

Though defeated, he laughed heartily, his laughter echoing in all directions.

"Refreshing! Refreshing!"

He could feel that after this battle, his Dao Heart seemed even more transparent, and he was one step closer to that higher Realm.

He cupped his hands to the three on the platform from afar, completely unconcerned with victory or defeat, and departed freely.

At this point, only three remained on the Emperors Fall Platform.

Wang Yun.

Chen You.

Ye Chen.

And the two emperor seats still suspended in mid-air, exuding endless temptation.

Chen You and Ye Chen stood side by side, their gazes burning as they looked at Wang Yun.

The three formed a tripod stance, their Qi held back but clashing intensely in the Void Realm.

The final confrontation was about to unfold.