275: The flawed jade is the king (XIV)

"They're out!"

"They've finally come out!"

Under the watchful eyes of the multitude, Wang Yun, dressed in white, walked out side-by-side with Fairy Luo Xi, whose peerless figure and temperament appeared even more cold and aloof.

"Welcome, Golden Crow Daozi!"

All the warriors of the Golden Crow Ancient Clan turned in unison toward the magnificent chariot pulled by nine fire-breathing divine birds, kneeling on one knee with voices that shook the clouds.

Atop the chariot, the Golden Crow Daozi slowly stood up.

He looked down from above, his golden pupils filled with tyranny and possessiveness.

When his gaze fell upon Luo Xi beside Wang Yun, that possessiveness instantly transformed into a towering rage.

In his eyes, Luo Xi, who possessed the Taiyin Divine Body, was already his personal plaything.

And now, this "Cauldron" who was supposed to be holy and flawless had spent so much time alone in the Secret Realm with some wild brat who had appeared out of nowhere.

He felt as though he had been cuckolded.

An unprecedented sense of humiliation caused his handsome face to twist in distortion.

"Luo Xi, you still dare to come out and face me?"

The Golden Crow Daozi's voice was raspy, filled with undisguised venom.

"Do you know your crime?!"

Hearing this, Luo Xi's body trembled, and she instinctively leaned closer behind Wang Yun; she could feel the Golden Crow Daozi's gaze, which seemed ready to swallow her alive.

This small action completely ignited the Golden Crow Daozi's fury.

He whipped his head around, staring fixedly at Wang Yun with eyes that seemed like two burning suns.

"And you, you ant, daring to touch this Daozi's woman—I think you're tired of living!"

"Now, kneel, cripple your own cultivation base, and kowtow to admit your mistake. Perhaps then I can leave you with an intact corpse."

However, facing his near-roaring threat, not a hint of fear could be seen on Wang Yun's face.

He simply shielded Luo Xi behind him, then looked up, sizing up the arrogant figure on the chariot with a contemptuous gaze.

"Your woman?"

Wang Yun laughed, a smile filled with mockery.

"With just you? Are you even worthy?"

"You're looking for death!"

The Golden Crow Daozi was completely enraged.

As the grand Daozi of the Golden Crow Ancient Clan and a top figure of the Eastern Region's younger generation, he had never been so disregarded.

The Golden Crow Daozi struck out in anger.

He opened his mouth and spat out a thick stream of Golden Crow True Fire. Like a roaring fire dragon capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas, it blasted toward Wang Yun with devastating power.

"Young Master, be careful!"

Luo Xi let out a cry of alarm.

However, Wang Yun remained standing with his hands behind his back, not even moving his feet an inch.

He merely shifted his intent.

The "heart of flora" pulsed gently.

In an instant, ten thousand trees were revitalized.

Beneath Wang Yun's feet, a green lotus quietly bloomed, lifting him and Luo Xi.

Immediately after, countless emerald divine vines burst forth from the parched and dead earth.

They met the domineering Golden Crow True Fire, and far from being incinerated, they acted as if they had found a supreme tonic, frantically entangling, absorbing, and devouring it.

The flames, which were enough to melt gold and iron, actually became their nourishment.

"What?!"

"Again!"

Refusing to believe it, he urged his divine body again and formed hand seals.

Nine Golden Crow divine birds condensed from True Fire let out piercing cries and pounced toward Wang Yun from nine different directions simultaneously.

However, Wang Yun simply raised his hand and pressed down lightly toward the ground in front of him.

More divine vines rose from the earth, weaving into a massive green heavenly net that enveloped all nine Golden Crow divine birds, easily strangling them and turning them into a sky full of sparks.

The Golden Crow Daozi's attack was like child's play.

Before Wang Yun's supreme Divine Ability where his words became Law and lotuses bloomed with every step, it appeared utterly ridiculous.

The surrounding Cultivators watching the battle were already rendered speechless by this scene.

"This... who exactly is this youth in white? To be able to neutralize the Golden Crow Daozi's attacks so easily?"

"Too terrifying! It's as if the God of Vegetation has descended to the world!"

After several failed attacks, the Golden Crow Daozi had instead made a fool of himself, losing all face in front of everyone.

Looking at Wang Yun's calm and indifferent expression, the rage in his heart was replaced by a surge of intense fear and jealousy.

He knew that he was not this person's match.

"Elder Chen!"

The Golden Crow Daozi let out an unwilling roar, shouting respectfully toward the figure of a follower behind the chariot who had been resting with closed eyes.

"Please take action, Elder Chen, and slay this villain for me!"

The Grotto-Heaven Realm expert known as "Elder Chen" slowly opened his eyes.

Boom!

A terrifying pressure far exceeding that of the Golden Crow Daozi, belonging to a Grotto-Heaven Realm expert, came crashing down.

He didn't even stand up; he just sat there and casually struck out a palm toward Wang Yun.

The palm seemed slow, but it invoked the power of Law, sealing the entire space and transforming into an invisible giant hand that intended to crush Wang Yun and the green lotus beneath him into powder.

"Young Master!"

Luo Xi's face was pale; under this pressure, even breathing became difficult for her.

Everyone believed that Wang Yun was doomed.

However, at the very moment that the giant hand of Law was about to descend.

Wang Yun moved.

He held his fingers together like a sword, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

The Heart Sword was quietly slashed out at this moment.

A sword that was fast to the extreme, ignoring space and Law, composed purely of 'intent'.

It bypassed all obstacles and, from amidst the vast army, with pinpoint accuracy, swept across the neck of the Golden Crow Daozi on that magnificent chariot.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The cruel grin on the Golden Crow Daozi's face stiffened.

The next moment.

Puchi.

A fine head soared into the air.

Hot blood sprayed across the sky like a fountain, staining the Golden Crow War Flag behind him that symbolized supreme glory.

The entire field fell into a dead silence.

The giant hand struck by the Grotto-Heaven Realm protector stopped in mid-air.

He stared blankly at the headless corpse, then looked at the white-clothed figure who remained as calm as a light breeze, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

After the brief, deathly silence came a towering rage.

"You brat, how dare you!"

The Grotto-Heaven Realm protector let out a roar of combined shock and anger. The power of Law surged around him as he went completely mad, attacking Wang Yun once more.

Simultaneously, in the distant horizon, several even more terrifying God Realm auras were triggered by the sudden change here and were descending toward this place at extreme speed.

Above the firmament, the winds and clouds changed color as leaden clouds gathered.

Even before those God Realm pressures had truly arrived, they caused every Cultivator below the God Realm to feel a shiver from the depths of their Soul.

An inescapable net was formed in an instant.

However, facing this certain-death situation, not a trace of panic could be seen on Wang Yun's face.

He just calmly looked at the faces of the Golden Crow Ancient Clan, which were twisted with anger.

Then, in front of everyone, he took out the ancient jade pendant he had repaired long ago from his robes.

Without the slightest hesitation, he directly triggered the spatial power within it.

Buzz!

The seemingly ordinary "Remnant Jade," at the moment it touched this power, suddenly erupted with a dazzling seven-colored radiance.

A spatial power so violent it made even God Realm experts feel palpitation—and even caused the descending pressures to stall—erupted out.

It forcibly tore through the Golden Crow Ancient Clan's rock-solid sealing formation.

An extremely unstable, pitch-black spatial rift formed behind Wang Yun with a bang.

Wang Yun pulled the already stunned Luo Xi close to him. At the last moment before stepping into that all-devouring darkness, he looked back, his calm gaze sweeping over all his enemies.

His cold voice echoed throughout the entire battlefield.

"The killer is Remnant Jade."

The moment the words fell, his figure completely vanished into the darkness.

The spatial rift also slowly closed following his departure.

The experts of the Golden Crow Ancient Clan let out unwilling roars; their attacks all missed, and they could only watch helplessly as the spatial rift slowly sealed shut.

Above the firmament, only a cold sentence remained, echoing in the wind.