567: Chapter 567

In the skies above the capital of the Great Xia Holy Dynasty, the previously suffocating Demonic Qi that had oppressed all living beings had been swept clean away.

Sunlight once again fell upon the earth.

Many people in the city were still kneeling on the ground, slow to rise.

They raised their heads, gazing at the youthful figure high in the sky, their eyes filled with nothing but shock.

In the battle just now, five Yao Saints had fallen in succession.

Beings of that level usually only existed in legends, yet today, Qin Yun had slain them all single-handedly.

Xia Qingyue stood atop the palace wall, her sleeves fluttering loudly in the wind.

She looked at Qin Yun, her chest rising and falling a few times. Even now, the shock in her heart had yet to settle.

High in the air, the immortal power on Qin Yun's body was gradually receding.

That aura that had made heaven and earth submit began to slowly fade.

In the end, that aura stabilized firmly at the Late Stage of the Grotto-Heaven Realm.

Although his Realm had dropped, the pressure he exuded on others was far greater than before.

The Holy Emperor took a deep breath, forcing himself to endure his injuries as he led Xia Qingyue and the assembled civil and military officials forward, step by step.

Then,

before the eyes of the entire city,

he bowed deeply, performing a grand salute.

"The Great Xia, from the highest to the lowest, thanks Young Master Qin for the grace of saving our nation."

"Without you, Young Master, the Great Xia would have perished today, and the flame of the Human Race in this domain would have been extinguished."

The Holy Emperor raised his head, his expression extremely solemn.

"What you have done today, Young Master, is not only saving our Great Xia, but saving the Human Race of this entire domain."

"I have no way to repay you."

He paused for a moment.

Then he uttered a sentence that shook the hearts and minds of every civil and military official present:

"If you are willing, Young Master, I am prepared to lead the Great Xia imperial clan and all the subjects of the Holy Dynasty to honor you as our sovereign."

"From this day forth, the territory, military forces, and national fortune of the Great Xia can all be entrusted to your command."

Xia Qingyue's heart trembled, but she did not speak up to stop him.

Because she knew her father's words were not a test.

They were sincere.

Qin Yun looked down at the crowd below and did not speak immediately.

A few breaths later, his figure flickered and he descended back into the imperial city.

"I have no interest in imperial power."

"Nor do I have any intention of taking over your Great Xia."

Hearing this, the Holy Emperor was first stunned, then gave a bitter smile.

Qin Yun continued speaking.

"I acted not to become anyone's master."

"It was simply because I, too, am of the Human Race."

"The Yao Race lost this battle, and the five Saints are dead, but the Yao Race itself is not extinct."

"Now is not the time to relax."

Qin Yun's gaze swept over the crowd.

"On the contrary."

"Now is precisely the time you should act."

The assembled civil and military officials fell silent.

The Holy Emperor also set aside his complicated emotions and listened attentively.

"The Yao Race's high-level forces have been decimated, and their army's morale is in chaos. Although their border forces are numerous, without the five Saints to bolster them, it will be difficult for them to organize a proper full-scale attack in a short time."

"If the Great Xia only thinks about defense, you will eventually be worn down to death."

"To survive, you must fight your way out."

"Recapture the lost territories, uproot the Yao Race's strongholds within this great domain, and seize the initiative back into your own hands."

Qin Yun's voice was not loud.

But everyone in the area heard him clearly.

The Holy Emperor fell silent for a moment, the confusion in his eyes gradually fading.

The Grand Prince opened his mouth, but in the end, did not dare utter another word.

After today, Qin Yun's status in the Great Xia was no longer that of a subject, nor a guest.

He was an existence transcending the Holy Dynasty itself.

Xia Qingyue gazed at Qin Yun, a flicker of light in her eyes.

She understood clearly that from this moment on, the Great Xia truly had a new direction.

...

Three days later.

In the deepest, most secretive chamber of the imperial palace's Forbidden Ground, Qin Yun sat cross-legged on a stone platform.

This chamber had been vacated by the Great Xia imperial family and dedicated for his secluded Cultivation.

All the clamor of the outside world was shut out.

Qin Yun slowly exhaled a breath and began to sort through the gains from that battle.

The most direct was his Cultivation base.

Although that True Immortal-level power earlier was brief, it had forcibly opened his comprehension to a deeper level of the Dao.

Many things he couldn't see through before were now instantly clear.

More importantly, the several strands of Innate Origin within his body had once again reacted.

After the first pair of divine wings,

a second Innate talent had completely Awakened.

Qin Yun raised his hand, slowly clenching his five fingers.

*Hum*

The phantom of an ancient great seal emerged from his palm.

The seal was not large, yet it exuded an aura that seemed to suppress heaven and earth.

[Seal of Heaven] This seal could seal off a space, and could also seal living beings, Laws, and Divine Abilities.

With a thought from Qin Yun, the space around the chamber instantly became sluggish.

Even the flow of Spiritual Qi halted for an instant.

He dispersed the Seal of Heaven, a slight heaviness in his gaze.

This talent might not be the strongest in terms of direct killing power, but used well, it could change the course of a battle.

Soon, a third Innate talent also began to stir.

Within Qin Yun's body, two completely different auras suddenly appeared.

One connected to the heavens above.

The other linked to the earth's veins below.

When he activated the former, his entire aura suddenly became ethereal and clear.

His Divine Thought became steadier, his spiritual platform clearer, and even the speed of deducing Cultivation Techniques and the Dao increased by a notch.

This was 'Divine'.

Borrowing the power of heaven to enhance oneself.

It greatly aided Cultivation and comprehension of the Dao.

And when he drew upon the other power, the atmosphere in the chamber immediately changed.

The power of the earth's veins surged into his body.

His flesh and blood, sinews and bones, and Qi and blood all began to swell dramatically.

His Battle Intent and oppressive aura instantly soared.

This was 'Demonic'.

Borrowing the power of earth to transform into a demon.

Purely amplifying combat power.

[Divine-Demonic Body] Qin Yun slowly withdrew his power, a trace of contemplation appearing in his eyes.

Two new talents, one focused on comprehending the Dao, the other on slaughter.

For him at this moment, they were perfect.

But what truly held his attention was not these two talents.

It was the Saint Body Origin within his body that had not yet been fully assimilated.

Five Elements Saint Body.

Longevity Sacred Body.

Heavenly Tyrant Body.

If these powers remained scattered, it was ultimately not a solution.

If he wanted to truly forge his own path, he had to advance a step further.

Qin Yun closed his eyes.

He circulated the 《Immortal Scripture》 and the Body Scripture.

In the next instant, the power of the Five Elements was the first to be stirred.

Five Origins of different attributes flowed within his Meridians, colliding with each other.

Immediately after, it was the Longevity Sacred Body.

Vast life force, almost bursting his flesh and blood apart.

The Heavenly Tyrant Body was even more direct; as soon as its tyrannical, fierce Body Dao Origin entered the fray, it began to rampage recklessly.

The moment the Origins of these several top-tier Physiques came into contact, Qin Yun's body trembled violently.

The Taihuang Holy Venerable Sun Body was also forced to operate on its own, suppressing all of this.

Several strands of power collided fiercely within his body.

If not for the 《Immortal Scripture》 stabilizing everything, anyone else would have exploded into a bloody mist from this impact.

Qin Yun gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead.

But he had not the slightest intention of retreating.

Immortal power as the flame.

The Immortal Scripture as the furnace.

He pressed the Origins of the several major Physiques together, bit by bit.

One failure.

Press again.

Another failure.

Continue pressing.

He didn't know how much time had passed.

A muffled *boom* echoed from deep within his body.

The powers that had originally repelled each other finally, under the governance of the Immortal Scripture, were forcibly fused together.

The embryonic form of a brand-new Origin slowly appeared.

That aura could no longer be described by a single Saint Body.

It was heavier, deeper, and more ancient.

Heavenly Immortal Body.

The embryonic form was complete.

Qin Yun opened his eyes, blood still at the corner of his mouth.

But his gaze was astonishingly bright.

Though it was only an embryonic form,

he could clearly feel that the level of this new Physique already surpassed ordinary Saint Bodies.

This was another Emperor Body.

The chamber returned to silence.

It was at this moment that the old man, who had been silent for a long time within the ring, finally stirred.

He had been greatly shaken earlier by Qin Yun's burst of True Immortal power.

Later, he had watched Qin Yun forcibly fuse the embryonic form of the Heavenly Immortal Body.

Only now did he seem to finally regain his composure.

But he did not speak immediately.

He was just silent.

For a long time.

So long that only Qin Yun's own breathing remained in the chamber.

Finally,

the old man's voice sounded.

Completely different from before.

Gone was that deliberately profound tone.

Gone was the casual air of an old-timer teasing a junior.

All that remained was a deeply suppressed solemnity.

"This old man has a matter. I do not know if it is appropriate to speak of it."

Qin Yun did not respond, merely raising his eyes to look at the Void Realm ahead.

The old man seemed to be organizing his emotions.

A few breaths later, he slowly asked that question.

"Have you ever heard..."

"of a world called the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, before the creation of heaven and earth, where there was a supreme emperor with the revered title of 'Cloud'?"

As his words fell,

the chamber became utterly silent.

Qin Yun's eyes focused sharply.

His heart trembled.