419: Chapter 419 Resurrection (37)

His Emperor title was 'Yun', peerless through the ages.

Using his own Ten Lotuses as foundation, without borrowing the Mandate of Heaven, Wang Yun proved himself as Emperor above the myriad Daos.

The moment he declared his emperor seat, the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths transformed.

This scene formed a stark contrast to when Ancient Path One had borrowed the Mandate of Heaven to become Emperor, forcibly twisting and subjugating the myriad Dao Laws.

Now, it was the myriad Daos coming to pay homage, the Great Dao of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths granting its recognition from the very Origin.

Throughout the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, regardless of location or cultivation level, all living beings felt a brand new, Supreme will that transcended the Heavenly Dao.

Two words naturally surfaced in the depths of their minds.

Emperor Yun.

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When the wall collapses, everyone pushes; grudges settle themselves.

As Emperor Yun's reign descended upon the world, those Immortal Dao Lineages that had formed deadly enmities with Wang Yun in the past met their end.

Factions like the Heavenly King Hall and Ziyang Sacred Land had their mountain gates tightly shut. Silence reigned within their sects, all Disciples and Elders living in constant fear, awaiting the reckoning they knew not when would come.

However, they did not wait for Wang Yun.

They waited for their former 'allies'.

"By the decree of Emperor Yun, we eradicate the Devil Heads to celebrate the new Emperor!"

A high-sounding reason echoed across the heavens.

Dozens of Immortal Dao Lineages, eager to curry favor with this unprecedented new Emperor, proactively formed a massive 'Crusade Alliance Army'.

War chariots thundered, divine rainbows pierced the sun.

The Alliance Army arrived at the mountain gates of the Heavenly King Hall.

"Have you all gone mad?! We fought side by side! Today, you seek our utter annihilation!"

The Saint Old Ancestor of the Heavenly King Hall roared in grief and indignation.

The response was a sky-covering deluge of Divine Abilities and Laws.

"Side by side? We are merely following Emperor Yun's command to rectify disorder!"

"The Heavenly King Hall aided the wicked and opposed Emperor Yun. Their crime warrants execution!"

The Heavenly King Hall resisted desperately, its Mountain-Protecting Formation shining brilliantly.

Yet, under the siege of dozens of forces of the same level, all resistance seemed feeble.

What plunged them into deeper despair was that behind them, an ally who had been friendly for generations suddenly struck, tearing open a gap in their defenses from within.

"You... you all!"

Watching the cold face of his former ally, the Heavenly King Hall's Saint Ancestor spat out a mouthful of blood, the light in his eyes fading completely.

The mountain gates were breached.

Battle cries erupted everywhere.

Legacies were divided, treasuries looted, Disciples suffered heavy casualties.

An Immortal Dao Lineage that had endured for hundreds of thousands of years met its destruction under the betrayal and encirclement of its former allies.

Similar scenes played out simultaneously at Ziyang Sacred Land and several other orthodoxies.

Wang Yun didn't even need to lift a finger. The forces that had once opposed him were cleaned up by this opportunistic world, wiped out entirely on its own.

...

Five hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

From Wang Yun's secluded cultivation grounds, an unfathomable Emperor's might erupted.

He had completely stabilized his Emperor Realm. The Three Supreme Arts, the Three Sword Techniques, and the Ten Lotus Dao that transcended this world were all mastered and integrated in his hands, his combat power reaching the Transcendent state.

He slowly emerged from his secluded grounds.

The moment he exited seclusion, deep within all the Life Forbidden Zones of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, those Supremes who had slumbered for countless eras, those ancient existences gazing down upon eternity from above the Nine Heavens, all simultaneously felt a terrifying pressure that made them tremble.

As one, they cast their shocked gazes towards the direction of Yuan Land.

They knew this new Emperor was about to begin his true reckoning.

Wang Yun ignored the suspicions and speculations from all sides.

He took a single step, his figure traversing endless Star Domains, directly descending outside a desolate ancient land in the Eastern Region.

Burial Soil.

One of the most ancient Life Forbidden Zones in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Brimming with Killing Intent, without the slightest pause, he charged straight into this Forbidden Land that even Saint Kings dared not tread lightly.

This scene once again sent shockwaves through the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

"Why is Emperor Yun so enraged? What grudge does he hold against Burial Soil?"

No one knew the answer.

Only Wang Yun himself knew the purpose of his journey.

A single thought occupied his mind.

To settle Karma for the Grass and Wood Clan.

In his mind flashed that sealed memory: the black, foul and sinful hand that reached out from the depths of Burial Soil to ambush the Ancestor of Grass and Wood.

Today, blood debt would be repaid with blood.

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Deep within Burial Soil, inside an ancient devil palace built from piled white bones.

A withered, decaying aura emanated from a massive stone coffin.

"Who... dares disturb this one's slumber?"

The stone coffin slowly opened. A gaunt old man covered in red hair, his life force dried up as if on the verge of extinguishing at any moment, sat up from within.

He was the Forbidden Zone Supreme Being who had struck that year.

He had lived through countless eras, long since nearing death, only able to cling to life in this manner.

Wang Yun's figure appeared within the devil palace, looking down upon him from above.

"It was you."

The old man's turbid eyes, upon clearly seeing Wang Yun, flashed with a sliver of terror.

Wang Yun wasted no words on him.

He didn't even employ any Emperor Dao Law.

He simply took a step forward and threw a punch.

That pure Physical Body strength alone was enough to distort space.

The Forbidden Zone Supreme Being was horrified. In haste, he mobilized the scant power remaining within him to block.

Boom!

He was sent flying by the punch, shattering the bone devil palace behind him, countless cracks splitting open on his Saintly body.

The slaughter began.

Wang Yun did not kill him immediately.

It was as if he were toying with an ant, punching again and again, using this once Supreme being who had looked down upon all living beings as a mere sandbag.

Each time, he precisely controlled his strength, making him feel the agony of near-death without letting him die immediately.

"Who... are you..."

"Why... humiliate me like this..."

The Supreme Being wailed amidst endless fear and humiliation.

Wang Yun gave no answer.

He simply used action to vent the fury that had been pent up for two eras.

Finally, after tormenting this Supreme Being to the brink of death, utterly grinding away all his dignity, Wang Yun stomped down, crushing his skull to dust, annihilating both body and Divine Soul.

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The reckoning did not end there.

Over the next thirty years, Wang Yun's figure traversed the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

He swept through all Life Forbidden Zones connected to him by Karma, slaying a total of thirty ancient Supremes clinging to life.

He killed until rivers of blood flowed, until all living beings fell silent.

During this time, ancient orthodoxies from above the Nine Heavens, relying on their status, attempted to intervene. Their words carried warnings and threats, trying to stop Wang Yun's slaughter.

Wang Yun's response was simple and direct.

He ascended to the Nine Heavens.

He slaughtered those few insolent orthodoxies, along with their hidden foundations, leaving none alive.

Above the Nine Heavens, a storm of blood and gale raged for a time.

From then on, no one dared utter half a word of dissent against any action of Emperor Yun.

The entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths submitted completely.

And the title 'Supreme', once representing Supreme glory, became a term no one dared mention again after these thirty years of bloodshed.

In this world, those killed would no longer dare claim supremacy.

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Another five hundred years later.

One thousand and thirty years had passed since Wang Yun proved himself Emperor.

On this day, at Yuan Land, he formally announced.

"Cloud Palace" was established.

The news spread, and the myriad Daos came to pay homage.

All orthodoxies of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, willing or not, immediately dispatched envoys of the highest rank, bearing their most precious congratulatory gifts, to Yuan Land to pay homage and acknowledge Cloud Palace's Supreme, paramount status in this Universe.

Wang Yun clarified the two core orthodoxies under Cloud Palace.

The Yu Family of the Eastern Region of Yuan Land.

And the Cloud Heaven Palace, founded by Wang Yun, which had long since become the overlord of the Central Continent.

These two would serve as Emperor Yun's right and left hands in ruling the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, ushering in a brand new era.