322: The flawed jade is the king (Sixty-one).

Before the emperor seat, Wang Yun froze in place.

Only one last step remained to reach that sole glory of all ages.

But this step, he could not take, no matter what.

The future scene, the terrifying vision of the heavens heart imprint being devoured by the Azure Heaven Indestructible Art, ultimately giving birth to an unknown entity within his body, still echoed deep within his Divine Soul, sending shivers down his spine.

He could clearly feel a fatal temptation emanating from those two emperor seats.

As if a voice was constantly whispering in his mind.

"Sit down."

"You will have everything."

But he knew even more clearly that taking that step would lead to eternal damnation.

Everything he had accumulated over ten Reincarnations, his Dao, all his persistence, would become a wedding dress for others.

Time passed, minute by minute, second by second.

The Emperors Fall Platform was silent, causing all the watching Prodigies to hold their breath.

The atmosphere gradually shifted from initial anticipation to surprise and doubt.

"What's going on? Why did he stop?"

"That's the heavens heart imprint! What is the Supreme Body hesitating about?"

"Could it be... he doesn't dare to sit?"

Just as everyone was filled with doubt, a powerful aura quietly emerged from the void behind Wang Yun, which had been erased by the Light of the Epoch.

Chen You.

He was not dead after all.

At this moment, he was enveloped by a 'Nirvana Qi' that intertwined death and rebirth, making his aura even more unfathomable and dangerous than before.

He looked at Wang Yun's back, his eyes filled with shock and confusion.

Wang Yun's Light of the Epoch had almost completely wiped him from this world; it was the Phoenix Body's core Origin Divine Ability, 'Nirvana', that allowed him to forcefully return from death.

But what puzzled him even more was why Wang Yun had stopped before the emperor seat.

In his opinion, with the strength Wang Yun had just displayed, taking the emperor seat would be as easy as turning over his hand.

Wang Yun ignored Chen You's resurrection; he was distraught at the moment.

He tried to activate his Heart Heavy Pupils, wanting to once again glimpse the essence of the emperor seat and find a way to break the situation.

However, he found that the Heart Heavy Pupils had no reaction, as if they were completely suppressed by a higher-level power.

Wang Yun felt extremely frustrated.

"I worked so hard to get to this point, only for this thing to be a trap? Didn't I just waste all my effort?"

The fleeting hint of disdain and impatience on his face was noticed by Ye Chen in the distance and Chen You, who had just returned from Nirvana.

The two of them, by coincidence, formed a startling misunderstanding.

"He... actually looks down on the heavens heart imprint?"

Chen You was greatly shocked.

Ye Chen's Sword Heart also wavered.

"Could it be that he already understands the truth of the heavens heart imprint?"

"What he pursues is true, unrivaled self-mastery!"

At this moment, their evaluation of Wang Yun rose again.

From a formidable opponent, he ascended to a truly respectable seeker of the Dao.

Just as Wang Yun was agonizing over this 'sunk cost', feeling more and more at a loss the more he thought about it.

The words of the Second Supreme Will, "You don't need the Ancient Road Imprint," exploded in his Sea of Consciousness, startling him.

"Forget it, it's just an external thing."

He smiled casually.

However, when he saw the fervent,

He couldn't just let them benefit for free.

Wang Yun's expression changed, instantly switching to a look of immense struggle and heartbreak.

He sighed.

"Alas, though this item is good, it ultimately does not align with my Great Dao! Why should my Dao rely on an external object!"

These words were spoken with impassioned righteousness.

Chen You and Ye Chen's spirits lifted upon hearing this.

Indeed!

He really understood!

Wang Yun changed the subject, looking at the two with a 'reluctantly giving up something precious' expression.

"So be it! Rather than letting such a divine object gather dust, it's better to fulfill others' wishes."

"However..."

Wang Yun rubbed his fingers, hinting at something.

"I fought desperately to get here, expending countless efforts and suffering countless injuries. Look, my clothes are all torn..."

"Chen You, shouldn't you make a gesture?"

Chen You:

"..."

Ye Chen:

"..."

The crowd below the stage:

"..."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Chen You's face twitched. Although he felt that something was amiss, he had a reason why he absolutely had to obtain the heavens heart imprint.

With a hardened heart, he took out a fist-sized piece of divine metal burning with crimson-gold flames from his embrace.

"Phoenix Blood Gold, containing a trace of ancient Phoenix True Blood, can forge an unsurpassed Saint Weapon. Is this enough?"

Wang Yun's eyes lit up, overjoyed in his heart, but his face still maintained that disdainful expression of 'are you trying to bribe a beggar?'

He 'reluctantly' accepted the divine metal, glanced at the two emperor seats, and sighed again.

"Alas, I still can't bear to part with it..."

Chen You's face darkened.

He gritted his teeth again, forcing out a drop of his Vital True Blood that emitted astonishing high temperatures.

"True Phoenix Treasure Blood! This should be enough now!"

Wang Yun's eyes brightened even more; this was a good item that could further improve the quality of his newly Nirvanized first generation supreme bone.

But he still shook his head, looking 'very troubled'.

"This... you're making it very difficult for me..."

Chen You was enraged.

"If it's difficult, then don't do it!"

Of course, while complaining internally, he took out all sorts of Saint Materials and precious resources he had scavenged on the Ancient Starry Road over the years.

Wang Yun, however, suddenly waved his sleeve, stopping him.

"Enough, enough!"

Wang Yun put on an act of being 'moved by your sincerity' and said righteously.

"Fellow Daoist is so sincere; if I were to decline again, it would make me seem petty!"

"This item has no affinity with me, Fellow Daoist, please!"

With that, he actually stepped aside, clearing a path.

Although Chen You felt aggrieved, he suppressed his anger, cupped his hands to Wang Yun from a distance, stepped forward, and directly sat on one of the emperor seats.

Boom!

The heavens heart imprint descended and merged into his body.

Wang Yun turned his head, looking at the last remaining emperor seat and Ye Chen not far away.

He tried the same trick again, preparing to start his performance.

However, Ye Chen merely glanced at him indifferently.

Zheng!

The Sheathless Ancient Sword was drawn half an inch, and a sharp Sword Intent locked onto Wang Yun.

The meaning was clear.

Either fight.

Or get lost.

Wang Yun gave an awkward smile.

"Fellow Daoist is joking. I feel like old friends with Fellow Daoist at first sight, and this emperor seat was originally prepared for Fellow Daoist."

He very straightforwardly retreated to the side.

Ye Chen ignored him, stepped forward, and sat on the last emperor seat.

With this, both emperor seats were occupied.

Below the stage, all the Prodigies were dumbfounded.

"I... I didn't see wrong, did I? The Supreme Body... sold the heavens heart imprint?!"

"You can play it like this?!"

"The first time in all ages that two emperors descend, and one of the emperor seats was actually bought?!"

The stage erupted in an uproar, and everyone felt their worldview shattered.

A bizarre legend about a 'Supreme Profiteer' thus spread.