422: Chapter 422 Resurrection (40)

Emperor Yun was about to campaign against the Boundary Sea.

This news was officially announced by the Cloud Palace, like a giant boulder dropped into a calm lake, instantly stirring up monstrous waves across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Countless Cultivators were shocked, fanatical, and worshipful.

In their eyes, this was an inevitable step for Emperor Yun to explore the ultimate mysteries of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths after reigning Supreme and sweeping away all rivals; it was a magnificent feat that would establish an eternal legacy.

Meanwhile, the various Immortal Dao Lineages held a mindset of both awe and curiosity.

The Boundary Sea was a perilous place where even a Great Emperor could perish.

They wanted to take this Opportunity to catch a glimpse of the true strength of this strongest Emperor Yun of all time, and they also longed to discover some secrets of that Forbidden Land from this unprecedented expedition.

As for those Saint Kings and Great Saints who had lived for long years and already stood at the Peak of cultivation, they were even more excited.

Following in the footsteps of the Emperor and seeking a Breakthrough in their own Dao was the Supreme Opportunity they had dreamed of.

For a time, the whole world gathered.

The mountain gates of Cloud Heaven Palace opened wide, immortal light soared into the sky, and auspicious Qi appeared in ten thousand streaks.

Top experts from every corner of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, riding all sorts of flying Magic Treasures and prehistoric beasts, converged toward this Holy Land of the new era like a school of carp crossing a river.

Looking out, the scene was extremely grand.

Those qualified to participate in this grand gathering were at minimum experts of the Saint King realm.

Among them were many Great Saints who shook their respective regions, and even a dozen or so Supreme old monsters who had lived through several eras and remained in seclusion also came upon hearing the news, wanting to witness the Emperor's demeanor.

Above the plaza of Cloud Heaven Palace, it was solemn and dignified.

Core figures of the Cloud Palace like Chen Yang and Gu Zhan personally handled the reception and coordination, organizing this massive force from all directions in an orderly manner.

Everyone's face was filled with anticipation for the future and the excitement of discovering the truth.

On the day of departure, Wang Yun did not set out immediately.

To give back to these experts who had traveled hundreds of millions of miles to follow him, and to enhance the overall strength of this allied army, he decided to hold a sermon of unprecedented scale before departing.

At the summit of the Cloud Palace, a newly cast white jade dao platform towered into the clouds.

Wang Yun sat high upon it, his Imperial Might restrained, and the phantoms of ten dao lotuses slowly rotated behind him, as if each carried a Universe, profound and unpredictable.

Using the "Supreme Scripture" he had created as the general outline, he began to explain in simple terms various insights from the mortal realm to the Saint realm, and even the imperial dao.

The imperial voice was vast, like the resonance of the Great Dao, echoing in everyone's Sea of Consciousness.

Heavenly flowers fell in profusion, golden lotuses gushed from the earth, and countless profound Law runes appeared and vanished in the air, weaving a magnificent spectacle.

All the listeners were entranced, immersed in their comprehension of the Great Dao.

Suddenly, an old man who had been trapped at the Saint King Peak for many years shook all over and let out a long cry to the heavens.

The aura on his body climbed steadily, actually triggering the Great Saint Tribulation on the spot.

Thunderclouds gathered, but within this dojo shrouded by Imperial Might, that terrifying tribulation lightning actually appeared incredibly docile, only symbolically striking down a few times before helping him successfully break through his realm.

It wasn't just him.

During the subsequent sermon, the Great Saint Bottlenecks of many others continued to loosen, allowing them to glimpse higher-level scenery.

Everyone gained a deeper understanding of their own Dao, their overall strength received a huge boost, and morale reached an unprecedented high.

The sermon ended, and the army set out.

A massive fleet composed of countless immortal ships and warships, led by Emperor Yun, sailed grandly toward the edge of the Universe.

When the very front of the fleet touched the entrance of that gray, true Boundary Sea, the surrounding environment underwent a drastic change.

The brilliant starlight vanished instantly, replaced by eternal darkness and silence.

Space-time became distorted and chaotic, and a desolate, ancient aura permeated the air, causing everyone's hearts to tremble.

Before everyone could adapt to this brand-new environment, the real crisis arrived.

The Boundary Sea Tide.

Terrifying giant waves composed of a mixture of shattered Laws, Chaos Qi, and space-time turbulence swept in from the depths of the darkness, wave after wave.

Wherever those giant waves passed, even space was torn apart; their power was enough to easily obliterate an ordinary Great Saint.

“Form the Formation!”

The Great Saints dared not be negligent; under the command of their respective Supremes, they quickly formed massive battle Formations.

The power of hundreds of Great Saints was gathered into one through the Formations, forming incredibly sturdy Law shields that struggled to resist the invasion of the tide.

Boom!

The first wave of the tide struck the shields, making a dull, thunderous sound, and the entire fleet shook violently.

As they continued to go deeper, the power of the Boundary Sea Tide became more and more terrifying.

Some weaker battle Formations composed of Saint Kings began to show cracks, their light flickering, already overburdened.

Finally, under the impact of an unprecedentedly giant wave, a battle Formation located at the edge of the fleet shattered with a bang.

The dozens of Saint Kings in the Formation didn't even have time to scream before they were swept into the chaotic tide, swallowed by it, and completely perished.

At the critical moment when the fleet was about to collapse entirely.

Chen Yang, Gu Zhan, and the other Supreme experts all took action at the same time.

“Open!”

They each expanded their own Supreme Domain.

Golden divine suns, overbearing axe shadows, a grim sword Domain...

One powerful Domain after another enveloped all the fleets, forming a brand-new defensive line many times sturdier than before, temporarily stabilizing the situation.

The crisis was averted for the moment, and Opportunity followed.

Under the protection of the Supremes, the Great Saints and Saint Kings were pleasantly surprised to find that within those tides weakened by the Domain power, there were actually incredibly pure Origin forces and Dao fragments.

They immediately seized the Opportunity and began to actively absorb these forces.

Many people's cultivation improved, and some even made up for their previous massive consumption; they all felt the trip was worthwhile.

However, good times didn't last long.

When the fleet reached the edge of the core region of the Boundary Sea, the Laws here were already completely chaotic, and space-time was totally distorted.

Even the protection Domains of the Supremes began to fluctuate violently, on the verge of collapse.

Wang Yun stopped his footsteps; he determined that Cultivators in the Great Saint realm could no longer proceed.

He issued an order for all Cultivators in the Great Saint realm and below to return the way they came.

Although everyone was unwilling, they also understood that their own strength was insufficient; following by force would only make them a burden.

They could only watch with awe as Emperor Yun and top experts like Chen Yang and Gu Zhan continued toward the unknown depths of the darkness.

Entering the core region, the danger was no longer invisible tides.

“Boundary Sea Vengeful Spirits,” formed from the accumulation of negative emotions and Laws of resentment over endless years, let out silent roars in the darkness and pounced toward them.

“Space-Time Behemoths,” born in the chaotic space-time, had massive bodies enough to crush stars and emitted a destructive aura.

Even top Great Saints and ordinary Supremes began to suffer casualties.

A Supreme from the Nine Heavens, in a fight with a Space-Time Behemoth, was momentarily careless and was ambushed by a vengeful spirit; his Supreme Dao Fruit was instantly defiled, and his aura declined rapidly.

Another Supreme, while dodging an attack, was accidentally swept into a suddenly appearing space-time rift and vanished instantly.

The threat of death descended so truly for the first time upon these experts who already stood at the Peak of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths; the atmosphere became oppressive and heavy.

Just as the group was about to collapse, Wang Yun finally took action.

His Imperial Might was vast, and the phantoms of ten dao lotuses bloomed behind him, forcibly opening a relatively safe passage in this chaotic core region, protecting the remaining few people behind him as they struggled forward.

Under Wang Yun's protection, the few remaining survivors including Chen Yang and Gu Zhan finally broke through the numerous obstacles of the core region.

They saw the “end” of the Boundary Sea from afar.

It was an incredibly giant, magnificent light gate emitting the aura of the ultimate and the return to nothingness.

The light gate floated quietly in the void, as if it were the end of the Universe and the Origin of all things.

“The ninth tower section is near that end.”

Wang Yun felt the increasingly clear longing transmitted from the small tower and understood in his heart.

However, just as they were about to touch the light gate.

An indescribable, terrifying aura descended from behind the light gate.

It was a pure concept of “Ending.”

Before this concept, Supreme experts like Chen Yang and Gu Zhan simply could not resist.

Their Supreme bodies instantly began to disintegrate, and their Divine Souls were about to be completely erased from the conceptual level.

“Not good!”

Wang Yun's expression changed.

The power of his ten-lotus dao fruit exploded completely, using his own Supreme imperial dao might to forcibly counter that “Ending” concept, attempting to pull Chen Yang and the others back from the brink of death.

Two completely different yet equally Supreme powers collided violently.

Wang Yun exerted all his strength and finally dragged Chen Yang and the others out of that erasing force.

But he himself also suffered a massive impact.

On his indestructible imperial body, a crack appeared for the first time.

Wang Yun deeply realized that the existence behind that light gate far exceeded his current understanding, and might even be related to the “Herder” he had been speculating about.

Forcing an entry would have only one outcome.

Total annihilation.

He decisively ordered a retreat, taking the few survivors and fleeing this place of trouble at the fastest speed.

This grand expedition to the Boundary Sea, which had gathered the elites of the entire era, ultimately ended in failure.

It added another layer of mystery and terror to this Forbidden Land.