435: Chapter 435 Resurrection (End)

Wang Yun held the cloud sword, confronting that mysterious and powerful enemy from a distance.

The great battle was on the verge of breaking out.

The man wearing the luxurious golden robe did not give Wang Yun any chance to breathe.

He merely swept a contemptuous glance at Wang Yun and directly launched a lightning-fast attack.

He raised his hand and pointed at Wang Yun from afar.

There were no earth-shattering anomalies, no world-destroying Law fluctuations.

But Wang Yun's Heart Heavy Pupils gave a sharp warning, and his Divine Soul felt a stinging pain.

He felt a fatal crisis.

An invisible Great Dao power instantly locked down all the space around him.

That power was incomparably overbearing, carrying the majesty of the Heavenly Dao.

Wang Yun's expression changed. Without hesitation, he pushed his cultivation of the first level of the Emperor Realm to its limit.

“Punish Heaven.”

He slashed out with his sword, attempting to break through this invisible cage.

However, the sword light, which was enough to heavily injure an ordinary Great Emperor, silently vanished the moment it touched that invisible power.

“Before this Emperor's Son, your struggles are meaningless.”

The golden-robed man said coldly.

Emperor's Son?

Below at the Qingmu Sect, the hearts of Su Changqing and the others shook violently the moment they heard those two words.

He recalled a record regarding the Supreme ruler of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, the “Heavenly Court,” in the Sect's oldest scriptures.

The current master of the Heavenly Court held the title “Heavenly Emperor.”

He had a son whose talent was rare throughout the ages, possessing two complete Daos, and was hailed as the most promising candidate to inherit the position of Heavenly Emperor.

His Cultivation Technique involved channeling the power of the Heavenly Dao, where his words became Law.

His attire was a golden imperial robe embroidered with the sun, moon, and stars.

Everything matched up.

“It really is the biological Son of the Heavenly Emperor...”

Su Changqing's heart sank.

Through the conversation of those from the Qingmu Sect below, Wang Yun also confirmed the other party's identity. He understood that there was absolutely no possibility of a peaceful resolution to this battle.

This was a life-and-death deadlock.

The Emperor battle erupted completely.

The Son of the Heavenly Emperor no longer made any probing moves; he wanted to completely obliterate Wang Yun, this “variable” that had surprised him, with the greatest speed.

Every one of his attacks contained the power of the Heavenly Dao, firmly suppressing the operation of Wang Yun's Laws.

Although Wang Yun's combat power was Heaven-Defying, the gap between his first-level Emperor Realm cultivation and the other party's terrifying Realm of at least the seventh level was vast.

He was completely suppressed and retreated steadily.

On his Emperor's Body, ghastly wounds appeared one after another, and golden imperial blood was spilled across the starry sky.

“To be able to last a hundred moves in my hands, you have enough to be proud of.”

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Son of the Heavenly Emperor, but his killing intent immediately grew even stronger.

“Your Foundation is very unusual.”

Under the absolute suppression of the Realm, Wang Yun was forced to reveal all of his trump cards.

Behind him, three phantoms of complete Daos, representing his Supreme Foundation, suddenly manifested.

The three Daos pierced through heaven and earth. This pressure caused the Son of the Heavenly Emperor to set aside his contempt, his face showing shock.

“Three... complete Daos!”

The breath of the Son of the Heavenly Emperor hitched, his eyes full of jealousy and greed.

As the Son of the Heavenly Emperor, he possessed the endless resources of the Heavenly Court and had cultivated bitterly for several eras, yet he only possessed two Daos.

Although the outside world praised him for having the “Heavenly Emperor's potential,” he knew best that to achieve the position of the eternally immortal Heavenly Emperor, three Daos were the true threshold.

And now, an ant who had crawled out of the “Cursed Land,” a lower life form in his eyes, actually possessed such a Foundation that even he dreamed of.

His killing intent and greed reached their peak.

“Such a Foundation, you are not worthy of possessing it!”

“It should belong to me!”

The Son of the Heavenly Emperor stopped playing around. He went all out, using a Sure-kill Great Technique personally passed down by the Heavenly Emperor.

He formed hand seals, and a golden chain condensed from pure Heavenly Dao Laws emerged from the void, instantly piercing through Wang Yun's Emperor's Body and firmly locking his Divine Soul.

Wang Yun's body jolted, and all his movements came to a halt in an instant.

The Son of the Heavenly Emperor seized this opportunity and pointed out a finger.

That finger landed precisely on the center of Wang Yun's brow.

Boom!

Wang Yun's Emperor's Body shattered inch by inch, turning into a sky full of light specks.

“Xiao Yun!”

At the Qingmu Sect below, Su Xinqiao wailed and fainted.

Su Changqing and the other Disciples also fell into grief and despair.

The Son of the Heavenly Emperor stood coldly suspended in the air.

He did not leave immediately.

He was waiting.

In the intelligence sent back by Great Emperor Chijia earlier, it was mentioned that this person possessed some kind of bizarre resurrection method.

He wanted to confirm it with his own eyes.

Wang Yun's consciousness circulated within his Indestructible Origin.

He understood that before such a powerhouse, any method of feigning death was futile.

He was forced by necessity and could only consume Indestructible Power, preparing to forcibly carve out a path to survival.

The next moment.

Under the cold gaze of the Son of the Heavenly Emperor, Wang Yun's figure revived out of thin air on the spot.

“As expected.”

The Son of the Heavenly Emperor was not surprised at all; instead, he gave a cruel smile.

An even more brutal battle began.

He as if found an interesting toy, using his absolute crushing strength to kill Wang Yun again and again.

Boom!

Wang Yun's Emperor's Body shattered for the second time.

Resurrected.

Boom!

Shattered for the third time.

Resurrected.

...

This cruel cycle continued to play out under the despairing gazes of everyone in the Qingmu Sect.

Every time Wang Yun was resurrected, the Indestructible Power within his body was consumed at an alarming rate.

His aura also became increasingly weak.

Finally, after experiencing an unknown number of resurrections, the Indestructible Power in Wang Yun's body was on the verge of depletion.

He could clearly feel that this was his last chance at resurrection.

He looked at the Son of the Heavenly Emperor, who was looking down at him indifferently, his eyes full of solemnity and determination.

“Fight!”

He burned all the remaining imperial blood and Divine Soul in his body, pushing the power of the three Daos to the limit.

Three major sword moves and three Supreme techniques merged into one at this moment.

It turned into the most brilliant and solemn final strike of his life.

A radiant and solemn sword light illuminated the entire starry sky.

Within that sword light, it seemed to contain all the unwillingness, anger, and persistence from his two lifetimes.

For the first time, a hint of gravity appeared on the face of the Son of the Heavenly Emperor.

He pressed his hands together, and an ancient shield condensed from Heavenly Dao Laws blocked the space in front of him.

Boom!

The sword light struck the shield.

The shield vibrated violently, and a tiny crack appeared.

But that was all.

The gap in Realm was, after all, an insurmountable gap.

Wang Yun's final strike was easily neutralized by the Son of the Heavenly Emperor.

The Son of the Heavenly Emperor looked at the figure whose light had faded and whose aura had weakened to the extreme, his eyes full of disdain.

“It's over.”

He raised his hand again, and a Heavenly Dao Law more terrifying than any before condensed into a Spear of Judgment, piercing toward the center of Wang Yun's brow.

This time, Wang Yun could no longer resist.

His Emperor's Body, along with his Divine Soul and his Indestructible Origin, were completely obliterated under this strike.

Under the despairing gazes of the people from the Qingmu Sect.

Under the cold gaze of the Son of the Heavenly Emperor.

Wang Yun's aura completely disappeared.

This time, it was true death.

PS: I made a mistake just now, sorry brothers.