400: Chapter 400 Resurrection (18)

Several hundred years are but a snap of the fingers to a cultivator.

However, for the landscape of the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, it was enough for earth-shattering changes to occur.

The Ancient Starry Road had long since opened; countless prodigies fought, bled, rose, and fell within it.

And the one who once briefly deterred an era under the name of the "human butcher," "Yun," had long been forgotten by the world.

Everyone assumed by default that he had missed the greatest Opportunity of this era, trapped forever in that endless starry cage, destined to be eliminated by the times.

Yuan Land, Northern Region.

The Void Realm was torn open, creating a massive rift.

A figure in white robes slowly stepped out from within.

Wang Yun had returned.

Wang Yun suspended himself high in the sky, inspecting his inner self.

After hundreds of years of accumulation and creation, his Dao Fruit had already condensed to a height of two thousand zhang.

Although he was still one step away from the three thousand zhang Perfection, the combat power he exuded at this moment was already no weaker than an ordinary Saint Realm expert.

Wang Yun understood that as long as a Saint King expert did not take action now, it would be impossible to keep him here.

But even if a Saint King took action, he was not afraid; as long as he wanted to leave, he could still do so, though it would require paying a certain price.

His gaze was calm as his Heart Heavy Pupils opened, ignoring the barriers of space to directly lock onto an extremely distant yet incredibly familiar direction in the Northern Region.

Heavenly King Hall.

One of the forces that had joined hands to exile him back then.

Without a word, he took a step forward and vanished without a trace.

The liquidation had begun... Heavenly King Hall.

As one of the top Immortal Dao Lineage in the Northern Region, its mountain gate was magnificent, with immortal mountains standing tall and purple Qi steaming upward.

In these hundreds of years, the development of the Heavenly King Hall had become increasingly vast.

Today happened to be the great birthday of an Old Ancestor of the Heavenly King Hall; the Sect was decorated with lanterns and streamers, filled with a festive atmosphere.

Countless messengers from major forces in the Northern Region had gathered on the main hall's square to celebrate, clinking glasses in a lively scene.

Just as the atmosphere was at its peak.

A calm figure appeared outside the mountain gate of the Heavenly King Hall without any warning.

He just stood there quietly, and the clamor within the Heavenly King Hall came to an abrupt halt.

The mountain-guarding Disciples discovered him immediately and shouted a stern question.

“Who goes there? How dare you trespass into my Heavenly King Hall!”

Wang Yun did not answer.

He simply raised his eyes and glanced at the mountain gate with its carved beams and painted rafters, exuding extraordinary momentum.

Then, he lifted his foot and lightly stepped down.

Boom!

An invisible force spread out with him as the center.

The magnificent mountain gate, which had integrated countless Formations, along with the surrounding hundreds of miles of mountain ranges, cracked apart under this single step.

The massive commotion instantly startled everyone inside the hall.

“Enemy attack!”

“Impudent!”

Several powerful Venerable Realm Auras soared into the sky, appearing before the mountain gate in a fit of rage.

Upon seeing the newcomer clearly, their expressions all changed drastically.

That face was one they would never forget for all eternity.

“Yun!”

“It's you! How could you possibly return!”

One Venerable was filled with immense fear.

Immediately following that, an even more powerful Saint Realm pressure descended.

The Saint Old Ancestor of the Heavenly King Hall, who had once participated in exiling Wang Yun, appeared before the crowd.

He stared fixedly at Wang Yun, his face full of disbelief.

“The endless starry sky... you actually really came back!”

Wang Yun looked at him with a cold gaze, treating him as if he were nothing.

“I've come back to take your dog life.”

“Arrogant!”

The Saint was both shocked and furious; he could not accept this fact.

He raised his hand and sent out a golden giant palm transformed from Saint Realm Laws, slapping down toward Wang Yun's head to test his depth.

Wang Yun neither dodged nor avoided it.

He simply and plainly met it with a punch.

His Heavenly Venerable Realm cultivation erupted fully, and the power of his two thousand zhang Dao Fruit was unleashed without reservation.

The punch and palm collided.

There was no world-shaking roar.

The golden giant palm was pierced through by Wang Yun's punch, shattering inch by inch.

The Saint flew backward with a pale face, spitting out Saint blood.

With just one move, the Saint was injured.

Seeing this scene, the entire place fell into a dead silence.

It was also at this moment that in the deepest part of the Heavenly King Hall, an Aura even more terrifying and ancient than that Saint's suddenly awakened.

“Vile creature, do not be so insolent!”

Accompanied by a furious shout, a withered hand formed entirely from Great Dao Laws tore through the Void Realm, silently pressing toward the back of Wang Yun's heart from behind.

The Three-Lotus Saint.

The true foundation of the Heavenly King Hall had taken action.

This strike was fast and ruthless to the extreme, containing the intent to kill.

“Puff!”

Wang Yun seemed unable to react in time as his entire body was pierced through by that withered hand.

The boundless power of the Saint Dao erupted within his body, destroying his life force.

His figure slowly dissipated before everyone's eyes, turning into bits of spiritual light.

“Dead?”

The Disciples of the Heavenly King Hall were stunned at first, then burst into cheers.

“Hahaha! The Old Ancestor is mighty!”

“No matter how much of a Prodigy you are, before my Sect's foundation, you are ultimately vulnerable!”

Even those two Saints breathed a sigh of relief, secretly feeling lucky to have escaped a disaster.

However, their laughter had not yet subsided.

In the void where Wang Yun had dissipated, those bits of spiritual light that should have completely vanished were drawn by some kind of force and gathered once more.

An intact figure, under the horrified gazes of the crowd, re-condensed into shape.

Wang Yun had been resurrected.

“How is this possible!”

The Three-Lotus Saint cried out in alarm, unable to believe it.

What made him feel even more fearful was this.

After being resurrected, the Aura on Wang Yun's body had not weakened in the slightest; instead, it was even stronger than before.

The Dao Fruit within his body, after absorbing the massive energy from that strike just now, had actually grown from two thousand zhang to two thousand three hundred zhang in one go.

“Thank you for the hospitality.”

This scene brought an unprecedented shock to all the enemies present.

Unkillable.

This monster truly couldn't be killed!

“Now, it's my turn.”

Wang Yun launched his counterattack.

His figure turned into a stream of light, charging directly into the Mountain-Protecting Formation of the Heavenly King Hall.

Those Venerable Elders who were usually high and mighty were vulnerable before him.

One punch.

A Venerable didn't even have time to scream before being blasted into dust.

One step.

A Cultivation Technique hall that had been passed down for ten thousand years was leveled to the ground.

He didn't kill them all; it was more like he was toying with them.

He destroyed the most important buildings of the Heavenly King Hall and slaughtered those Elders with high cultivation, yet he specifically spared the ordinary Disciples.

What he wanted was not to exterminate the Sect.

But to forever plant that bone-deep fear in the heart of every person in the Heavenly King Hall.

After a bout of killing, the Heavenly King Hall was already in a mess, with heavy casualties.

Wang Yun stopped his actions.

He hovered above the Heavenly King Hall, looking down at the fearful and desperate faces of the survivors below, and spoke calmly.

“Tell the others.”

“Next is the Ziyang Sacred Land.”

After saying that, under the resentful and terrified gazes of the two Saints, he tore through the Void Realm and turned to leave.

He left behind only a devastated Immortal Dao Lineage where everyone felt themselves in danger.