318: The flawed jade is the king (57).

Hundreds of top Prodigies, already in the Saint Realm, who had been waiting on the Tenth Ancient Star for a long time, now had their gazes fixed firmly on that location.

Hundreds of people swarmed forward and stepped onto the platform.

Then, a cold, grand, and emotionless will descended.

"On the Emperors Fall Platform, only ten shall remain."

"Only these ten may compete for the Heaven's Heart."

The Auras of the hundreds of Saints, which had originally maintained a delicate balance, instantly became chaotic.

Former allies immediately distanced themselves, while former enemies showed their full killing intent.

But soon, a strange tacit understanding was born amidst the Chaos.

Those Saints who knew their Foundations were slightly weaker, or were only at the One-Lotus Realm, did not choose to kill each other after a brief exchange of glances.

Their gazes turned unanimously toward the strongest "mountains" in the field.

To survive and compete for those final ten spots, they had to first move the giant boulders pressing down on their heads.

"Kill the strongest ones first!"

Someone growled from within the crowd.

Boom!

Hundreds of powerful Auras erupted simultaneously, their spearheads pointed directly at the five who had carved their names, as well as the dozen or so Ancient Freaks whose Auras had also reached the Two-Lotus Realm.

Where Wang Yun stood, he bore the brunt of it.

"Kill!"

Over twenty Saint Realm Prodigies formed a temporary but incredibly frenzied Alliance.

Among them were One-Lotus Saints and top Lesser Saints with extraordinary combat power.

At this moment, they cast aside all pride and joined forces to unleash the strongest Divine Abilities of their lives.

The Five Elements Laws collapsed, and the Void Realm shattered.

Various Saint Body phenomena and Law Magic Treasures gathered into a torrent of destruction, submerging toward Wang Yun.

Wang Yun stood in place, his white robes fluttering loudly.

He looked at the killing moves attacking from all directions with a calm expression.

"Brother Yun!"

A roar broke the tranquility around Wang Yun.

A figure burning with golden flames charged into the encirclement, unafraid of death.

It was Chen Yang.

Although he was only at the One-Lotus Realm, his Great Sun Saint Body was pushed to its limit, his entire body glowing with golden light as bright as the sun, forcefully blocking the way in front of Wang Yun.

"If you want to touch my brother, you'll have to get through me first!"

He threw both fists forward, clashing head-on with several Divine Abilities.

Bang!

Chen Yang retreated several steps, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were firm, without the slightest hint of retreat.

Wang Yun looked at the back blocking him, a hint of approval appearing in his eyes.

He reached out and gently patted Chen Yang's shoulder.

A gentle yet irresistible force pushed Chen Yang to safety behind him.

"Stand back."

Wang Yun's voice was flat and composed.

"Just provide support from the side."

He stepped past Chen Yang, facing the siege of over twenty Saints alone.

"A bunch of common rabble, and you want to overturn the heavens?"

The moment his voice fell, Wang Yun moved.

He raised his right foot and stomped heavily on the indestructible ground of the Emperors Fall Platform.

"Myriad Things Born."

Rumble!

The Emperors Fall Platform shook violently.

On this barren starry stone platform, countless Jade-green Divine Vines like Dragons burst out from the ground.

In an instant, a green wall a hundred feet high rose from the ground, blocking the entire torrent of Divine Abilities attacking from the sky outside the wall.

Huge gaps were blown into the divine vine barrier, but in the next instant, a surge of majestic vitality caused the gaps to heal rapidly.

"What?"

The attackers were pale with shock.

The combined strike of over twenty Saints couldn't even break his defense?

"Courtesy demands a return."

Wang Yun's voice penetrated the barrier.

Countless divine vines, like spirit snakes emerging from their holes, instantly counterattacked.

They ignored the distance and directly entangled the five Saints rushing at the front.

"Get off!"

The five were terrified, frantically channeling Saint Power to break free.

But on those divine vines, light of purple, green, and gold colors swirled; their toughness was beyond imagination, and the more they struggled, the tighter they became.

"Grandmist, Domain."

Buzz!

A purple-gold halo, centered on Wang Yun, instantly expanded to a radius of a thousand feet.

Within the Domain, the scenery changed abruptly.

The originally violent Law power, suppressed by this Supreme Grandmist Aura, instantly became sluggish and heavy.

The power of the attackers' Divine Abilities was weakened by thirty percent out of thin air.

As for Wang Yun himself, he was like a fish in water, his Aura climbing steadily.

Behind him, the vast Supreme phenomenon fully unfolded.

Amidst the Chaos, a giant green lotus swayed gracefully, slowly blooming.

"Grandmist Plants the Green Lotus."

The unfolding of every lotus leaf was accompanied by a terrifying Sword Qi capable of slicing through the Void Realm.

Pfft!

Pfft!

Pfft!

The five Saints entangled by the divine vines were instantly strangled by the Sword Qi, turning into blood mist.

One move, five Saints killed instantly.

This bloody scene left the remaining attackers terrified to the core.

Within Wang Yun's eyes, purple, green, and gold divine light swirled.

Heart Heavy Pupils, fully opened.

The entire world changed its appearance in his eyes.

"Too slow."

Wang Yun took a step forward, his figure disappearing from where he stood.

His figure was ethereal, weaving through the chaotic battlefield.

A Lesser Saint holding a giant axe was about to strike down, only to find that Wang Yun was already standing by his side.

"Sever Self."

Wang Yun pointed his fingers like a sword, and an invisible Sword Intent slashed out.

The Saint's movements froze, a bloodline appeared on his forehead, and his Divine Soul was extinguished.

Another step.

A One-Lotus Saint skilled in Fire Laws had just condensed a sea of fire.

"Unity."

All power gathered at a single point on his fingertip.

Wang Yun pointed a finger, directly piercing through the sea of fire and striking the person's throat.

Another step.

"Punish Heaven."

Sword Qi soared to the skies, carrying a fearless and overbearing will to swing a sword at the heavens.

Three Lesser Saints attempting to form a formation to resist were cut in half along with their formation by this sword strike.

Slaughter.

This was a one-sided slaughter.

On this Emperors Fall Platform, Wang Yun displayed absolute dominance.

Of the over twenty Saints besieging him, more than half were dead.

The remaining seven or eight had long since lost their previous frenzy; each was terrified, watching the blood-stained figure in white as they backed away step by step.

"I'm not competing anymore! I quit!"

A Saint whose mental state had collapsed turned and ran, trying to rush out of the range of the Emperors Fall Platform.

Wang Yun did not pursue.

He stood among the piles of corpses, his breath slightly fluctuating, his face slightly pale.

Continuously performing "Grandmist Plants the Green Lotus," "Heart Heavy Pupils," and the three Supreme sword moves, even with the Foundation of the Supreme Body, he felt a wave of emptiness.

This was, after all, a battle between those of the same rank; even One-Lotus Saints were top Prodigies who had fought their way out of various worlds. Killing them was not as easy as chopping vegetables.

Meanwhile, in other areas of the Emperors Fall Platform, the battle was equally tragic.

Not all powerful individuals possessed combat power as Heaven-Defying as Wang Yun's.

An Ancient Freak, a Two-Lotus Saint Buddha with a powerful Physical Body who had cultivated the "Indestructible Vajra Body," finally reached his limit after tanking the bombardment of over a hundred Divine Abilities.

His golden body shattered, and his Origin was exhausted.

"I am not reconciled!"

He let out a desperate roar before being killed by several One-Lotus Saints who had gone mad with bloodlust. His dao lotus shattered, and he fell on the spot.

On another side.

A Two-Lotus Saint with "Wind-Thunder Twin Wings," seeing the situation was bad, decisively crushed an incredibly precious life-saving Saint Talisman.

A spatial rift was forcibly torn open.

He turned into a streak of light, scrambling into the rift and escaping the Emperors Fall Platform, completely losing the qualification to compete for the Heaven's Heart.

Only by staying alive is there hope.

The situation on the field was changing at an alarming speed.

The numbers were plummeting.

The weak were banding together to clear out the strong, and if the strong did not fight back, they would only face downfall.

In the distance.

Chen You, Ye Chen, the Heart Sword Blind Man, and others, who had been dealing with sieges in their respective battle circles, were also killing, but the pressure was equally immense.

Many ants can bite an elephant to death.

If they didn't break the deadlock soon, they would eventually be worn down one by one by this crowd of crazed weaklings.

Just at the moment when Wang Yun's Aura showed that slight turbulence.

Several incredibly powerful Divine Thoughts collided and communicated rapidly in the void.

"We must join forces."

"Clear the field."

"Target, the center."

Almost at the same time, several peerless Prodigies standing at the peak reached a consensus.

Lì!

A clear and high-pitched Phoenix cry echoed through the sky.

Chen You moved.

Behind him, a hundred birds chirped in unison, and endless Phoenix True Fire paved a great road, forcibly burning back the seven or eight Saints blocking his path.

His figure turned into a green rainbow, charging straight for the center of the Emperors Fall Platform.

Zheng!

Sword Qi crisscrossed.

Although the unsheathed ancient sword behind Ye Chen's back remained in its scabbard, the overflowing Sword Qi had already forced back dozens of people.

He took a step forward, shrinking the earth into an inch, his direction also toward the center.

In a corner.

That barefoot blind man slightly tilted his head.

An invisible Heart Sword Domain expanded, and the enemies trying to approach around him clutched their chests and fell to the ground wailing one after another.

He didn't speak, just silently stepped forward, walking toward that position.

The Hundred Flower Maiden stepped on flower petals, her figure ethereal, doing the same.

They were all breaking through toward the same point.

And that point was Wang Yun—who had just displayed great divine power, temporarily cleared the surrounding enemies, but was currently in a brief recovery period.

Several great powerhouses forcibly carved through the chaotic battlefield, closing in on Wang Yun.

This scene made Chen Yang in the distance instantly nervous.

Are they going to besiege Brother Yun?