348: The flawed jade is the king (87).

Wang Yun saw it very clearly; it was a kind of fear, pure and originating from the very source, impossible to suppress.

The supreme ancient seal, a Great Emperor's weapon of such stature, was actually afraid.

What it feared was not him, the Five Lotus Saint King, but that will within his own body that had just awakened, filled with sinister strangeness and malice.

It was the Indestructible Art.

A thought, absurd yet undeniably real, uncontrollably surfaced in Wang Yun's mind.

What level of existence could make a genuine Great Emperor's weapon feel fear?

Where exactly did that will originate from?

Countless secrets he had buried deep in his memory, once incomprehensible and even something he dared not ponder deeply, were now connected in this moment.

The terrifying remains within the Guixu Tide; that mysterious existence who imparted "Heart Sword" to him.

That existence seemed to transcend the category of a Great Emperor.

And that terrifying existence had personally addressed "Sword Master" as teacher.

Sword Master, Azure Master, Dao Master.

The three supreme existences of legend who had long since ascended to immortality.

And that azure small tower of unknown Origin within his Sea of Consciousness, capable of entering his Reincarnation Space, even suppressing the Indestructible Art at critical moments.

These seemingly unrelated fragments, in the face of the Great Emperor's weapon's fear, all seemed to point towards a vague yet extremely terrifying truth.

The Origin of the Indestructible Art might be even more astonishing and ancient than he had imagined.

Just as Wang Yun's mind was in turmoil, trembling at this terrifying speculation...

That supreme ancient seal seemed to have finally broken free from that instinctual fear, if only by a thread.

It sensed a fatal threat.

With a sudden flip, the ancient seal no longer paid attention to Wang Yun. Its body blazed with radiant light, its imperial majesty vast and mighty. It actually turned direction, preparing to flee deeper into the Chaos.

It wanted to escape.

To flee from this source of demonic intent that even it feared.

However, the will of the Indestructible Art clearly had no intention of giving it this chance.

Boom!

A demonic intent far more overbearing, more sinister and strange, filled with the desire to devour and destroy, erupted completely from within Wang Yun's body.

This time, it showed no restraint whatsoever.

An invisible net woven from pure demonic thoughts instantly enveloped this area, sealing off all directions.

The supreme ancient seal, which had just fled not far, crashed into an invisible wall as if it had hit one, being forcefully bounced back.

Immediately after, countless pitch-black chains of Devilish Qi materialized from the void. Ignoring the obstruction of the imperial majesty, they tightly wound around that Great Emperor's weapon, then began to exert force, forcibly dragging it towards Wang Yun's body.

The Great Emperor's weapon struggled violently, its imperial majesty surging, attempting to shatter those chains.

Every strand of Emperor Dao Law transformed into the sharpest blades, slicing through the Devilish Qi chains, emitting piercing sounds.

But it was useless.

Those chains seemed to possess life, reconnecting immediately after being severed, incredibly tenacious.

In the face of the Indestructible Art's utterly unreasonable will, the Great Emperor's weapon's resistance appeared so feeble.

Wang Yun watched helplessly as that Great Emperor's weapon was pulled closer bit by bit, until finally, it was forcibly pressed against his own chest.

He had become a mere spectator to all of this.

His body, his will, were completely taken over by that demonic intent in this moment.

The Indestructible Art began its brutal devouring.

It was like the most efficient, most ruthless converter.

It forcibly decomposed, shattered the vast Great Emperor's Origin contained within the weapon, then transformed it into the purest energy, madly pouring it into Wang Yun's limbs and bones.

Wang Yun's body became a battlefield.

A vessel passively receiving this endowment.

And the terrifying aura emitted by the Indestructible Art during the devouring process also formed an absolutely safe Domain.

The surrounding Chaos Qi, capable of erasing everything and leaving even Saint Kings helpless, instantly retreated upon contact with this aura, as if encountering a natural predator.

Within this deadly land of Chaos, Wang Yun unexpectedly obtained an excellent sanctuary.

Time lost its meaning here.

Whether it was ten years or a hundred, it passed in the blink of an eye.

Wang Yun's cultivation soared rapidly during this long, dark period.

How vast was the Origin of a Great Emperor's weapon.

Even after being barbarically devoured and refined by the Indestructible Art, merely the energy that leaked out was enough to drive any Saint King to madness.

Upon Wang Yun's dao lotus.

The sixth dao lotus was taking shape, nurtured by the Great Emperor's Origin.

But this was only the beginning.

The immense energy showed no signs of stopping, like a breached river of stars, continuing to wash over his Dao Fruit, tempering his Saint Body.

His Supreme Body, tempered day after day by the Great Emperor's aura, continuously strengthened and sublimated.

Every inch of flesh and blood, every bone, was imprinted with the Dao Marks belonging to a Great Emperor, shimmering with divine light.

He was taking the firmest step towards a truly Major Achievement Supreme Body.

An unknown amount of time passed again.

The embryonic form of the sixth dao lotus began to slowly emerge.

It was a golden lotus seemingly woven from thousands of Emperor Dao Laws, filled with supreme aura.

Finally.

At another unknown point in time.

That supreme ancient seal let out one final, unwilling wail.

All of its Great Emperor's Origin had been completely devoured, turning it into a pile of scrap iron devoid of all divinity.

The last stream of pure energy surged into Wang Yun's body.

Boom!

A loud roar erupted from within Wang Yun's body.

That sixth golden dao lotus, at this moment, fully bloomed.

Six-Lotus Saint King.

Achieved.

Within the Chaos, Wang Yun, who had been sitting cross-legged for a hundred years, slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was calm, yet seemed capable of perceiving all things.

He felt the unprecedented, immense power within his body.

Every drop of blood flowed with a faint Great Emperor's aura, containing unparalleled strength.

He gently clenched his fist.

The surrounding chaotic void twisted and nearly collapsed because of this simple action.

"Is this... the power of the Great Saint level?"

Wang Yun murmured to himself.

He understood clearly that his current Realm was still that of a Six-Lotus Saint King.

But his true combat power at this moment was absolutely sufficient to rival, even surpass, those true Great Saints who had condensed seven dao lotuses after countless years of accumulation.

Possessing strength at the Great Saint level, this Chaos that once brought him to the brink of death could no longer pose a threat to him.

It was time to leave.

Wang Yun raised his head.

The double pupils in his eyes were pushed to their limit.

Two divine lights capable of piercing through the void shot from his eyes, beginning to search within this endless Chaos for the path leading back to the outside world.