310: The flawed jade is the king (49).

The Nine Suns Saint Son held Yue Chan captive, his expression playful as he threatened Chen Yang.

The three Prodigies behind him possessed powerful auras, their Qi firmly locked onto Chen Yang.

Across the wasteland, Killing Intent permeated the air, driving one to despair.

"Chen Yang, I'll give you one last chance."

The Nine Suns Saint Son gripped Yue Chan's neck, his voice arrogant and cruel.

"Kneel and cripple your own Divine Body. This Saint might show some mercy and leave her a whole corpse."

"You!"

Chen Yang's eyes were blood-red as he pushed his Great Sun Divine Body to its limit. Golden blood and Qi burned around him, his power surging.

"Brother Chen Yang, leave quickly! Don't worry about me!"

Yue Chan's face was covered in tears, her voice weak yet incredibly firm. "Avenge me!"

"If I leave, what kind of man would I be!"

Chen Yang's heart felt like it was being twisted by knives. Seeing his beloved struggling in the hands of his enemy, a sense of helplessness made his Killing Intent boil.

"Nine Suns brat! Today, I will definitely kill you!"

Chen Yang wasted no more words. With a roar, he transformed into a golden streak of light, carrying an extremely masculine and yang Fist Intent as he lunged straight for the Nine Suns Saint Son.

"Overestimating yourself."

The Nine Suns Saint Son sneered, not even bothering to act himself.

The dozens of followers in the Divine Emperor Realm beside him instantly formed a battle formation.

"Form the array!"

Golden flames soared into the sky, transforming into a massive wall of fire that instantly blocked Chen Yang's attack.

Although Chen Yang's fist was overbearing, it was like a clay ox entering the sea, easily neutralized by the power of the battle formation.

Immediately after, countless attacks struck from all directions, sealing off all his paths of retreat.

Despite Chen Yang's astonishing combat power, under the siege of dozens of experts of the same rank, he soon found himself struggling to cope, with new wounds constantly appearing on his body.

The Nine Suns Saint Son watched Chen Yang, who was struggling to hold on within the battle formation like a trapped beast, and revealed a cruel smile.

He decided to carry out the most vicious revenge right in front of Chen Yang to completely shatter his Dao Heart.

He pressed one hand onto the crown of Yue Chan's head. Black light emerged from his palm, erupting with a devouring power.

"Ah—!"

Yue Chan let out a miserable scream.

Her Saint Body Origin was turning into streaks of moon-white airflow, being forcibly sucked out of her body by the Nine Suns Saint Son.

"Stop! You beast!"

Seeing this, Chen Yang's eyes nearly split from rage, and he went completely mad.

He desperately charged at the battle formation, but was blown back time and again by the Divine Abilities launched in unison, forced to watch helplessly as his beloved gradually lost her life force.

Despair and anger drove him into a complete frenzy.

"Aaaaah!"

Chen Yang roared towards the heavens. He actually stopped defending, allowing several attacks to slam into his body.

Pfft!

Blood sprayed wildly. His Physical Body was being destroyed, and even the Origin of his Great Sun Divine Body was burning.

At the cost of being heavily injured, he forcibly charged at the Venerable Bottleneck that had troubled him for years.

"Today, if I do not become a Venerable, I shall become a demon!"

Rumble!

Above the firmament, the originally clear sky instantly turned pitch black.

Heavy tribulation clouds gathered from all directions. Thunder flashed within the clouds as heavenly might descended.

The Heavenly Tribulation belonging to the Venerable Realm had arrived.

This sudden scene left the Nine Suns Saint Son and the others stunned.

"He's crazy! He dares to forcibly undergo tribulation at a time like this!"

A flicker of surprise and doubt flashed in the Nine Suns Saint Son's eyes, followed by a sneer.

"Fine, it saves this Saint the trouble of acting personally."

He stopped the devouring and watched Chen Yang, who was bathed in thunderlight, with great interest, wanting to see how he would die under this Heavenly Tribulation.

However, Chen Yang's will was far firmer than he had imagined.

Bathed in thunderlight, his Physical Body was destroyed and reborn within the lightning. Relying on a surge of Battle Intent, he forcibly broke through that threshold.

Venerable Realm, attained!

The tribulation clouds dispersed, and a powerful Venerable pressure swept out in all directions with Chen Yang as the center.

He threw a punch, and the originally unbreakable battle formation shattered instantly.

Dozens of followers at the God King and Divine Emperor levels were sent flying, coughing up blood.

"Nine Suns Saint Son! Give me your life!"

Carrying the newly born power of a Venerable, Chen Yang once again charged towards the Nine Suns Saint Son.

However, the shock on the Nine Suns Saint Son's face quickly turned into deep mockery.

"Finally willing to come out, are we?"

Beside him, the three Prodigies in luxurious robes, who had not yet acted, finally moved.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Three pressures, also belonging to the Venerable Realm and even more condensed and powerful than Chen Yang's, erupted violently.

Behind two of them, phantoms of Dao Fruits even appeared; they were clearly Prodigy experts who had long since condensed their dao seeds.

The three Prodigy Venerables joined forces, easily neutralizing Chen Yang's wrathful strike in an instant and suppressing him with absolute strength.

Although Chen Yang possessed the Great Sun Divine Body, he had, after all, only just entered the Venerable Realm. His dao foundation was unstable, and he had yet to condense a dao seed.

Under the siege of the three, he had almost no power to fight back, being beaten until he was covered in blood time and again, and his newly formed dao foundation nearly crumbled.

Finally, he was slapped down from the air by one of the Prodigies, smashing heavily onto the ground, unable to stand up again.

He could only watch helplessly as the Nine Suns Saint Son walked towards Yue Chan again, as the devouring black light lit up once more, and as his beloved's life force rapidly drained away.

Blood-tears flowed from Chen Yang's eyes, his heart filled with despair and indignation.

A hero at the end of his road.

At the final moment when the Nine Suns Saint Son was about to completely devour Yue Chan's Origin and Chen Yang was in utter despair.

A sigh filled with helplessness and disdain abruptly rang in everyone's ears.

"Sigh... how noisy."

A figure in white had appeared on the field at some unknown point.

Ignoring the Venerable pressure and the chilling atmosphere, he strolled leisurely to the dying Chen Yang's side.

It was as if he were just passing by.

Wang Yun glanced at the weak Chen Yang on the ground, then looked over at the Nine Suns Saint Son and his three helpers, who were grinning triumphantly.

He shook his head and spoke in a tone used for lecturing a Junior:

"Four against one, no martial honor."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the three wary Prodigy Venerables, his voice flat.

"Young people, I advise you to behave yourselves."