271: The flawed jade is the king (ten).

The hatred of having his bone gouged out was irreconcilable.

"Just wait. One day, I, Wang Yun, will personally charge into the Yu Family, gouge out your eyes, and take back my bone."

He thought coldly to himself.

What shocked him even more was the scene from the Ancestor of Grass and Wood's inherited memories.

That giant black hand that reached out from the Life Forbidden Zone and tore apart the Ancestor of Grass and Wood's true body.

And in the memories of his ninth life, "Gu Yun," that eerie youth at the end of the Ancient Starry Road who decapitated the Primordial Chaos Sacred Body Venerable with a single sword strike.

As well as in the memories of his seventh life, "Quan Yun," that terrifying old man who tried to seize the Small Tower in the final moments of his life.

Their auras and methods actually shared the same source.

"Burial Soil..."

From the Ancestor of Grass and Wood's Legacy, Wang Yun confirmed the name of the most terrifying Life Forbidden Zone in the Eastern Domain.

As the clues linked together, a terrifying truth spanning several eras revealed a corner of its iceberg before him.

And Grandpa Mo... Wang Yun felt a pang in his heart as endless gratitude and worry surged within him.

At this moment, he finally understood that Grandpa Mo, who had saved his life and heaven-defyingly changed his fate, was actually his nominal Revered Master from his fifth life as "Si Yun," Divine Alchemist Mo.

He hadn't expected that he had lived through two eras because he accidentally consumed an immortal medicine.

This kindness was too heavy.

Without Old Mo, he would have died young in this life, let alone obtained the heart of flora, reconstructed his Foundation, or even had the chance to regrow the Supreme Bone.

"Old Mo... wait for me!"

Wang Yun composed himself.

The most urgent task at hand was to let the new Supreme Bone fully take shape as quickly as possible.

He thought of the backup plans he had left in his past lives.

Thirty Secret Realms.

When he was "Gu Yun," as his life neared its end, he had turned his ten thousand years of accumulated heritage and the Primordial Chaos Sacred Body Origin into legacies and scattered them throughout the Five Domains.

Among them, the cores of ten Secret Realms sealed away wisps of Hongmeng Origin Qi that he had intentionally left behind.

For him now, this was his greatest assistance.

"In the Eastern Domain, there are two..."

Wang Yun closed his eyes, and as the memories of his past lives flowed through his mind, he quickly pinpointed the locations of those two Secret Realms.

He hesitated no longer and cast his gaze toward the spatial barriers of this deathly silent Small World.

The newborn "heart of flora" throbbed slightly, emitting a profound sensory power that shared the same source as the world's vegetation.

He clearly "saw" the weakest spatial node of this Small World.

Wang Yun took a step forward, and his figure vanished from this graveyard of grass and wood... In the Eastern Domain, amidst a desolate mountain range.

Space distorted slightly, and a thin figure stumbled out.

Wang Yun steadied himself and looked up, sensing this familiar yet foreign world.

This was the Golden Great Age.

In the air, Spiritual Qi was several times denser than in his ninth life, and the Great Dao Laws had become active, no longer so obscure.

He could feel powerful auras soaring into the sky across the world, signaling the rise of various Prodigies.

This was an era far more brilliant and far more cruel than the Dharma-Ending Age.

Wang Yun did not linger and identified his direction based on the memories of his past lives.

His first target was the Secret Realm closest to this location—Falling Star Abyss.

Half a month later, he finally reached his destination.

Falling Star Abyss.

It was a massive abyss, as if a star had fallen from the heavens and smashed right through the earth.

The abyss was surrounded by a powerful, invisible Restriction that distorted light and emitted a dangerous aura.

At this moment, many Cultivators had gathered at the edge of the abyss, pointing at the invisible Restriction and hesitating to proceed.

"Another one who isn't afraid of death is trying to enter!"

A wave of exclamations rose from the crowd.

A Grotto-Heaven Realm expert, relying on his powerful Physical Body, attempted to force his way through the Restriction.

However, as soon as he approached, his body was crushed by an invisible force, killing him instantly.

"Tsk tsk, how foolish."

An old Cultivator nearby shook his head and sighed. "This is a Secret Realm left behind by the number one Saint of the previous era, the Grandmist Saint Gu Yun, and it's one of the strongest among them!"

"It's said that even a Venerable cannot shake this Restriction. With just his Grotto-Heaven Realm cultivation, he dared to seek death?"

"Exactly. It's been around for ten thousand years. Aside from those Immortal Forces occasionally tearing open a gap to send in some juniors to try their luck, who can enter easily?"

As the crowd discussed fervently, a thin youth who appeared to be only sixteen or seventeen years old silently walked through the crowd toward the deathly Restriction.

"Hey, look, another one who isn't afraid of death!"

"Probably from some small place and doesn't know the heights of the heavens. What a pity."

Mockery and pity rose one after another.

However, Wang Yun turned a deaf ear to them.

He looked at the familiar Restriction before him and revealed a slight smile.

He had personally set this up back then, specifically prepared for this life of his.

Under the mocking or pitying gazes of the crowd, Wang Yun walked up to the Restriction.

He didn't stop his pace; he only quietly circulated a faint trace of the Great Dao power within his body that belonged solely to his ninth life, "Gu Yun."

Hum!

The Restriction of the entire Falling Star Abyss trembled violently.

Immediately after, the terrifying Restriction, capable of obliterating a Venerable, actually split open submissively before Wang Yun, creating a portal just wide enough for one person to pass.

It was as if it were welcoming its Revered Master.

Wang Yun didn't hesitate at all and walked straight in with composure.

His posture was relaxed and elegant.

Behind him, the portal closed instantly, as if it had never existed.

The discussions at the edge of the abyss came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone's laughter stopped abruptly, their faces filled with shock.

"Wha... what just happened?"

"He... he just walked in like that?!"

"That Restriction... why would it actively open the door for him?"

No one could answer their questions... Inside the Secret Realm was another world entirely.

Spiritual Qi was so dense it had turned into tangible mist, drifting everywhere.

Heaven And Earth Treasures were everywhere, with ages spanning thousands of years.

Wang Yun ignored them.

He walked straight toward the deepest part of the Secret Realm.

There stood an altar forged from Hongmeng Purple Crystal.

Atop the altar, a wisp of purple-gold gas floated quietly, throbbing slowly.

Hongmeng Origin Qi.

Looking at this familiar and intimate aura before him, Wang Yun was filled with mixed emotions.

He hesitated no longer, sat cross-legged before the altar, and slowly reached out his hand, drawing in that wisp of Hongmeng Origin Qi.

The purple-gold airflow flowed along his arm and into his body.

Boom!

The moment the Hongmeng Origin entered his body, the newborn "heart of flora" in Wang Yun's chest and the slowly gestating Supreme Bone resonated violently.

A powerful suction force erupted.

The speed of refinement far exceeded Wang Yun's expectations.

At his chest, the golden light grew brighter and more dazzling.

Under the infusion of the Hongmeng Origin, the Supreme Bone, which was originally just a prototype, began to condense and take shape rapidly.

On the surface of the bone, profound Innate Dao Runes began to emerge and intertwine on their own.

Finally, as the last trace of Hongmeng Origin Qi was completely absorbed.

The Supreme Bone in Wang Yun's chest had completely formed!

It was no longer purely golden but displayed a noble purple-gold color, entwined with the vitality of grass and wood and the primordial dao rhyme of the Grandmist.

At that very moment, a brand-new mysterious Dao rune slowly lit up at the very center of the Supreme Bone.