375: The flawed jade is the king (114).

The news of Wang Yun slaying three Supremes in succession swept through the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

The path through which this news spread was not from any official announcement.

Rather, it came from other ancient existences lurking in the depths of the Immortal Sea who had witnessed the entire process of the Ruthless Supreme Being's fall.

It also came from the countless experts spread across the Five Domains who had used their Divine Thoughts to peer at Wang Yun's thunderous suppression and killing of the other two Supremes.

For a time, the entire Universe was shaken by it.

All the Forbidden Zone Supreme Being who had initiated the Dark Turmoil were deeply deterred by Wang Yun's formidable combat strength.

They had no choice but to temporarily cease their activities and restrain their undisguised desire for slaughter.

Those Supremes who had already extended their demonic claws toward the Yu Family, Gu Family, Great You Sacred Dynasty, and other factions related to Wang Yun were like birds startled by a bow; they retreated rapidly, not daring to take another step across the line.

A catastrophe that was originally set to sweep through the entire Ten Lands seemed to have been forcibly suppressed by Wang Yun's powerful intervention.

The common people of the Ten Lands erupted in a brief cheer, as if they had survived a disaster.

However, this excitement did not last long.

The survivors soon discovered that they had fallen into an even deeper despair.

The Forbidden Zone Supreme Being indeed did not dare to provoke Wang Yun again.

But this did not mean they had abandoned this feast of blood and food.

They simply made a tacit agreement to bypass the few regions under Wang Yun's protection, swinging their butcher knives toward the other vast, unprotected territories of the Ten Lands.

In an ancient Star Domain of the Xuan Land, which was once the location of an immortal Orthodoxy's sect gate, immortal mountains stood tall and Auspicious Beasts galloped.

At this moment, however, it had turned into a patch of deathly silent cosmic dust.

A Supreme from the Ancient Mine of Early Beginnings simply opened his mouth indifferently and swallowed this Star Domain whole, along with the life essence of the hundreds of millions of living beings within it.

Upon an ancient life star subsidiary to the Soul Land, a Supreme from the Celestial Mausoleum descended.

He did not even make a move; merely the Supreme Death Qi he emitted caused all the living beings on this planet, regardless of their cultivation level, to have their Divine Souls wither amidst pain and wailing, turning them into walking corpses that he eventually refined completely.

Similar tragedies were playing out in every corner of the Ten Lands.

The sense of helplessness following the fall of the Great Emperor grew increasingly heavy.

The entire Ten Lands fell into sorrow and despair.

Although Wang Yun was strong, he could only protect one side.

The Ten Lands are vast; who will come to the rescue?

...Inside a secret room of the Yu Family.

Wang Yun was completely unaware of the tragedies in the outside world; all his focus was concentrated on the person before him.

Chen Yang lay quietly on a jade bed, his breath faint.

His life Origin had been almost completely drained during that confrontation with the Ruthless Supreme Being; he was now at the end of his rope.

His once heroic and upright body was now withered and decayed; his full head of black hair had long since turned snowy white, and his face was covered in the wrinkles of an old man.

Wang Yun extended a finger, and drops of golden Supreme essence blood, containing majestic life force, continuously seeped from his fingertip and merged into Chen Yang's body.

But this was merely drinking poison to quench thirst.

It could only barely sustain Chen Yang's life but could not solve the problem fundamentally.

On another jade bed nearby, Luo Xi remained unconscious.

Her Origin was also severely damaged, but compared to Chen Yang, her situation was much better, and there was no danger to her life.

Just then, Chen Yang opened his eyes.

He looked at Wang Yun, who was constantly consuming his own Origin essence blood for him, and gave a weak smile.

"Brother Yun... there's no need to... waste your power on me."

His voice was hoarse, but his tone was one of relief.

"To be able to die for the protection of the Yu Family, I... die with no regrets."

After saying this, he could no longer hold on and fell unconscious again.

Wang Yun said nothing and withdrew his hand.

He knew in his heart that Chen Yang was right.

There was only one way to save him.

immortal medicine.

Only the legendary immortal medicine, which contained the most primal life rules of heaven and earth, could pull Chen Yang back from the brink of death.

Wang Yun thought rapidly.

He thought of the "Taiyi Transformation into Two Pure Ones" that he had just comprehended.

Cutting away the "past self" that bore all Karma and curses, and using the most primal principles of "Extreme Yin" and "Extreme Yang" in the world to evolve a brand-new "present self."

Weren't these "Extreme Yang" and "Extreme Yin" immortal medicines exactly the "Yin and Yang items" necessary for him to perform this technique, cut away the past, and nurture a new life?

...A remote Star Domain in the Ten Lands.

This was a temporary gathering place for survivors.

Countless Cultivators from different Orthodoxies and races gathered here, each with a numb expression, filled with despair.

The Dark Turmoil was intensifying, and death could descend at any moment.

On a massive formation light screen spanning the Star Domain, images of a certain territory being bathed in blood by a Forbidden Zone Supreme were being projected.

Amidst the crowd, suppressed discussions rose and fell.

"Why do the Nine Heavens watch us die without helping? Are they just going to watch us be slaughtered like this?"

"The Yuan Hall has already been defeated. I heard that the 'Palaces' of other lands have also fallen one after another. Who else can resist those old monsters?"

"Are we really just going to wait for death?"

There was a dead silence among the crowd.

Amidst this despair, a tender yet slightly trembling voice suddenly rang out.

It was a child who looked no more than seven or eight years old; leaning into his mother's arms and watching the purgatory-like scenes on the light screen, he softly mentioned a name.

"Supreme Body... Wang Yun..."

This name broke the dead silence.

At first, someone immediately raised a doubt.

"Him? How could he have the time to care about us?"

"Yeah, we're not related to him in any way. Why should he save us?"

However, these faint sounds of doubt were immediately suppressed by louder, more excited, and more hysterical voices.

"He is our only hope!"

A one-armed veteran roared, hope rekindling in his eyes.

"He is the only person in this era who has killed a Forbidden Zone Supreme in a head-on battle! And three of them at that!"

"That's right! He isn't one of those high and mighty experts from the Nine Heavens; he is a powerhouse who walked out from our own Ten Lands!"

The thought of "pleading for the Supreme Body to act," once it appeared, could no longer be contained.

It was like a spark starting a prairie fire, becoming uncontrollable.

One person spoke, and tens of millions responded.

The intentions of billions upon billions of living beings began to converge.

A grand scene was playing out simultaneously in countless corners of the Ten Lands.

Countless surviving beings, no matter where they were—whether on a shattered star or within a drifting dharma boat—spontaneously knelt on the ground, facing the direction of the Yuan Land.

They prayed, they called out, they pleaded.

Their voices, their thoughts, their hopes, and their despairs converged into a grand will.

This majestic collective will of all living beings crossed the Void Realm, surging toward the only hope currently in a difficult situation.