315: The flawed jade is the king (54).

Nearly a thousand years of cultivation had allowed the prodigies standing at the Peak of this ancient path to either touch their own limits or welcome the Opportunity for a Breakthrough.

At this moment, everyone in the Heavenly Venerable Realm was completely unable to defeat a Saint King during their own Heavenly Venerable period; only after breaking through to the Saint Realm could they proceed to the Ninth Ancient Star.

This was a cruel consensus.

Some had already chosen to search for other opportunities on the Eighth Ancient Star, consolidating their own dao fruits and attempting to become Saints.

Others chose to wait for the ancient path to close and return to their respective Domains.

Wang Yun looked at Luo Xi and the others who were still acting as his Protectors, and spoke calmly.

"You all should go too."

"Seek your own opportunities here, and once you break through to the Saint Realm in the future, come find me again."

Luo Xi and the others looked saddened upon hearing this, but they also understood that this was the best choice.

With their current strength, continuing to follow the Young Master would only be a burden.

"Young Master, take care."

The group bowed solemnly to Wang Yun, then turned into several streaks of light, flying toward various ruins across the Eighth Ancient Star.

Wang Yun watched them depart, then turned around, casting his gaze toward the end of the Eighth Ancient Star.

There lay the only checkpoint leading to the Ninth Ancient Star.

With one step, his figure appeared before that ancient teleportation gate.

Outside the gate, a few prodigies were scattered about, all waiting to see what kind of sacred being the next challenger would be.

Just as Wang Yun arrived, a Prodigy with a powerful aura was at the gate, preparing to attempt the challenge.

"It's Zhan Kuang from the Divine Martial Realm! He's about to take the challenge!"

"It's said his 'Unbeatable Saint Body' is near Major Achievement, and his physical strength can rival a Heavenly Venerable!"

Amidst the discussions, the youth named Zhan Kuang did not hesitate at all and walked directly into the gate.

The gate flashed with brilliance, and a projection of a vast starry sky battlefield appeared before everyone's eyes.

In the center of the battlefield, a blurred figure projected by the will of the ancient path slowly condensed.

As the figure solidified, a powerful Venerable pressure descended with a boom.

Following that, behind the figure, a massive dao fruit twenty-seven hundred feet high, burning entirely with blood-colored flames, emerged with terrifying pressure.

"A twenty-seven hundred foot dao fruit! This Saint King's Foundation was so terrifying during his Heavenly Venerable period!"

"Zhan Kuang's luck isn't great; this is likely to be a fierce battle."

The prodigies watching from outside let out a series of exclamations.

In the starry sky battlefield, Zhan Kuang roared as his Unbeatable Saint Body erupted fully, turning him into a golden god of war as he initiated a charge against the Saint King imprint.

The fierce battle broke out instantly.

Every one of Zhan Kuang's punches carried the weight of ten thousand tons, making the starry sky tremble.

However, the Saint King imprint merely waved its hand casually, easily neutralizing all of his attacks.

The two fought fiercely for over a hundred rounds; Zhan Kuang was covered in blood, and cracks appeared on his battle body, yet he was still unable to harm the opponent in the slightest.

Finally, the Saint King imprint seemed to lose patience and pointed a finger.

A finger beam, containing Supreme Laws, instantly pierced through Zhan Kuang's brow.

Zhan Kuang's expression froze as his body dissolved into points of light.

Another top Prodigy had fallen.

Silence fell outside; everyone was intimidated by this cruel scene.

At that moment, Wang Yun moved.

Ignoring the clamor outside, he walked calmly into the gate.

"It's the Supreme Body! He's come out of seclusion!"

"Is he... going to take the challenge?"

"I wonder what stage his legendary Supreme Dao Fruit has reached?"

With a flash of light, Wang Yun's figure appeared on that starry sky battlefield.

Opposite him, a new Saint King imprint slowly condensed.

Buzz!

Behind the imprint, a terrifying dao fruit thirty-four hundred feet high, surrounded by Chaos Qi, emerged, emitting a pressure more than a level stronger than the previous Saint King imprint.

The prodigies outside were shocked beyond measure.

"Thirty-four hundred feet... his luck is way too bad!"

"This Saint King's Foundation during the Heavenly Venerable period was likely no inferior to those top Ancient Freaks!"

Everyone believed that Wang Yun would fall into a much harder struggle than Zhan Kuang, and might even die here with regret.

However, within the battlefield, Wang Yun merely glanced at the imprint and smiled contemptuously.

"Only thirty-four hundred feet?"

"Forget it, I don't want to waste time."

He had already sensed that those two fellows, Ye Chen and Chen You, had likely already reached the Ninth Ancient Star.

Without any hesitation, he struck directly.

"Myriad Things Born."

With one step, countless divine vines erupted from the ground, instantly turning the entire starry sky battlefield into a green cage, sealing off all possible escape routes for the Saint King imprint.

Then, the vast vision of "Grandmist Seed Green Lotus" behind him unfolded with a boom.

A massive Chaos Green Lotus bloomed beneath his feet, and the Primordial Chaos Domain instantly enveloped the entire area.

Wang Yun's figure flickered unpredictably within the Domain; he didn't even use a sword technique.

Relying solely on the strength of his Physical Body.

That powerful Saint King imprint was actually beaten back repeatedly, left with no power to retaliate.

The imprint also seemed to sense the crisis and erupted with all its power, attempting a final desperate struggle with Wang Yun.

But Wang Yun gave it no more chances.

"Sever Self."

A purple-gold Sword Light containing Supreme Sword Intent flashed and vanished.

That Saint King imprint, along with its thirty-four hundred foot dao fruit, shattered into points of light under this single sword strike.

In less than thirty moves.

A total crush.

Wang Yun's figure disappeared into the light gate leading to the Ninth Ancient Star.

Leaving behind a group of stunned prodigies outside.

The Ninth Ancient Star.

As soon as he arrived, Wang Yun sensed the difference here.

The Laws of Heaven and Earth here were incredibly complete and exceptionally active.

Cultivators here could easily perceive their own Great Dao, making their ethereal embryonic Dao forms more condensed and complete.

"So that's it; this place is prepared for those prodigies with flawed dao foundations."

Wang Yun understood in his heart.

But for him, it was completely useless.

His Dao had already reached Perfection.

He had only one thing to do.

Become a Saint.

Wang Yun found a deserted mountain Peak, sat cross-legged, and released the suppression on the power within his body.

Boom!

A pressure far exceeding a Heavenly Venerable, belonging to the Saint Realm, erupted from him.

Above the firmament, the winds and clouds changed color.

Incredibly thick tribulation clouds gathered from all directions, with lightning flashing within them and heavenly might surging, as if to completely obliterate the one Undergoing Tribulation.

Wang Yun slowly looked up at the churning tribulation clouds, his expression calm.

"Punish Heaven."

He pointed his fingers like a sword and swung casually toward the Heavenly Tribulation.

A Sword Light soared into the sky.

This terrifying Saint Realm Heavenly Tribulation was actually easily sliced open from the middle by that Sword Light, vanishing into thin air.

The Heavenly Tribulation was shattered by a single sword strike.

Above the Nine Heavens, the high-and-mighty Heavenly Dao will seemed to briefly "crash" because of this.

An incredibly familiar sense of dread, as if from ancient times, came from the unseen depths.

This sword move... seemed familiar.

Wang Yun became a Saint with ease.

He traveled the Ninth Ancient Star for five years.

He finally confirmed that this place indeed offered no significant help to him.

He stayed no longer and walked straight toward the final checkpoint leading to the last Ancient Star.

Unlike before, this checkpoint had no starry sky battlefield and no guarding imprint.

There was only a portal emitting a seven-colored glow.

Wang Yun stepped inside.

In the next moment, the scene before his eyes changed.