328: The flawed jade is the king (67).

By now, Wang Yun had already learned about what had happened in Yu Tian City. He never expected that the old man, Qingmu, was actually his grandfather, connected to him by blood.

Understanding everything, Wang Yun was consumed by a burning rage.

The Yu Family must be destroyed!

In the sky above Yu Tian City.

Wang Yun's declaration of "coming to pay a visit" instantly caused a massive commotion in the city.

Wang Yun.

To the younger generation of Cultivators, this name was unfamiliar.

But to the older generation who had lived for thousands of years, this name represented a legend that had been nearly buried by time.

"Wang Yun... I feel like I've heard this name somewhere before..."

"I remember now! Thousands of years ago, before the Ancient Starry Road opened, there was a 'Grandmist Saint Destined Person' who vied for supremacy alongside the Yu Family's Little Sage. Rumor has it he possessed the one and only... Supreme Body!"

"It's him! That mysterious powerhouse known as 'Remnant Jade'. His real name is Wang Yun!"

When the words "Supreme Body" were cried out in alarm, the entirety of Yu Tian City completely boiled over.

"Supreme Body? Wasn't he swept away by the Guixu Tide in the Guixu Sea, his fate unknown?"

"Heavens! He's actually still alive! And he has become so terrifying!"

The crowd was in a total frenzy. Everyone's gaze converged on the white-robed figure who walked upon lotuses with every step, their eyes filled with shock, horror, and awe.

Unlike the shocked Cultivators in the city, the faces of the two Yu Family Heavenly Venerates were instantly filled with terror.

They knew the secrets of those years better than anyone.

"Playing tricks!"

One of the Main Lineage Heavenly Venerates forcibly suppressed the horror in his heart and shouted with feigned bravado.

"A piece of trash exiled to the Guixu lands for thousands of years—even if you were lucky enough not to die, you dare return to my Yu Family to act so insolently?"

In his view, after being trapped for thousands of years, Wang Yun's cultivation base must have stagnated or even regressed.

His current bluster was nothing more than a hollow show of strength.

However, Wang Yun didn't even spare him a glance.

His gaze fell upon the city-protecting formation that enveloped the entire city, a formation personally laid down by a Saint.

He simply raised his hand and gave a casual wave toward the crumbling formation.

A strand of Sword Qi that seemed ordinary but actually contained Saint-level Laws was quietly slashed out.

Squelch!

The Saint-level formation, which was strong enough to withstand the combined onslaught of several Heavenly Venerates, shattered instantly under this single sword strike.

Boom!

At the exact moment the formation shattered, a terrifying pressure belonging to a Two-Lotus Saint was released from Wang Yun's body without reservation.

It instantly enveloped all of Yu Tian City.

In the city, every Cultivator below the Venerable Realm, regardless of their cultivation level, was pressed to their knees at this moment. Their Divine Souls trembled, and they couldn't even lift their heads.

The noisy city fell into a deathly silence.

The disdain and mockery on the face of the Heavenly Venerate who had just been shouting froze instantly, turning into extreme pallor and fear.

Feeling that Saintly pressure that far exceeded a Heavenly Venerate and reigned supreme over the Laws, his lips trembled in utter terror.

"Saint... Saint Realm?!"

He cried out in a lost voice.

Wang Yun still paid them no mind.

He took a step forward, and his figure instantly appeared before the heavily injured and stunned Yu Changqing.

Wang Yun helped his blood-related grandfather up and flicked a green droplet containing the life Origin of a heart of flora into Yu Changqing's mouth.

"Grandfather, Yun'er has come late."

Wang Yun's voice carried a hint of guilt.

"Today, I have come to seek justice for you and for our Qingmu Lineage."

Feeling the majestic life force rapidly repairing his injuries and hearing that long-awaited call of "Grandfather," tears of excitement finally welled up in Yu Changqing's clouded old eyes.

"Good... good child... you're still alive... it's good that you're alive!"

After comforting his grandfather, Wang Yun slowly turned around.

His cold gaze swept over every shivering Yu Family expert in the city.

"Myriad Things Born."

Rumble!

The ground of the entire Yu Tian City churned violently.

Countless emerald divine vines, thicker than mountains, burst forth from beneath the hard bluestone pavement.

Towering ancient trees grew frantically at a speed visible to the naked eye. Their branches interlaced and entwined, forming a massive green dome within a few short breaths.

The dome completely enveloped and sealed off Yu Tian City.

Sunlight could not penetrate, and the interior of the city turned into a green Domain, filled with vitality but also carrying a deadly killing intent.

Wang Yun was going to close the doors and beat the dogs!

This earth-shattering phenomenon instantly alarmed the entire Eastern Region.

"What's going on? Such a terrifying Saint Realm aura—has a Saint War broken out?"

"Which Saint has personally come to the Yu Family?"

Countless powerful Divine Thoughts probed out from various immortal factions and cast toward this place, only to be entirely blocked by the green dome, unable to spy even a fraction of what was inside.

Yu Tian City had completely become an isolated island.

"Vile spawn! You have a lot of nerve!"

Right then, from the deepest part of the Yu Family estate, an equally powerful Saintly pressure soared into the sky.

A white-haired old man with a sinister face appeared before Wang Yun.

It was none other than the Saint Ancestor of the Yu Family, who had been in seclusion for many years.

Upon seeing Wang Yun, he was first shocked by his Saint Realm cultivation, but then his eyes filled with fury and greed.

"What a vile spawn! Not only did you not die, you actually dared to return and seek your own death!"

"Just as well! I'll seize your Supreme Origin and save it for Tian Heng! When he returns from the Ancient Starry Road, with the help of your Origin, he will surely be able to reach the next level!"

He did not know that the grandson he placed high hopes on had long since turned into a pile of withered bones beneath Wang Yun's feet.

"Is that so?"

Wang Yun sneered, his laughter filled with disdain.

"Old thing, before you make a move, I suggest you light a Soul-Guiding Incense for that precious grandson of yours first."

"Seeking death!"

The Yu Family Saint Ancestor was thoroughly enraged. He struck out in anger, activating his strongest Saint Realm Divine Ability.

The power of Laws converged in his palm, transforming into a massive beam of light capable of destroying mountains and rivers, shooting toward Wang Yun with the power to erase everything.

Facing this Saint's strike, Wang Yun's expression was calm, even carrying a hint of contempt.

He merely touched his chest.

An imperceptible aura of annihilation, as if it could erase eras, flashed across his fingertips.

He reached forward and pointed a finger.

His fingertip and that destructive beam of light collided violently.

There was no world-shaking explosion.

The overbearing beam of destruction, upon contact with Wang Yun's fingertip, actually melted like snow and vanished into nothingness.

The Yu Family Saint Ancestor turned pale with fright, and before he could even react to the shock,

Wang Yun's figure had already appeared silently before him.

It was still a simple finger point.

The Yu Family Saint Ancestor was terrified and tried to dodge, only to find that the surrounding space had long been imprisoned by an invisible force.

Puff.

The finger tapped against his chest.

The Yu Family Saint Ancestor's whole body shook violently, and he was sent flying backward through the air, crashing heavily into his own Family estate below, smashing a bottomless pit into that magnificent complex of palaces.

Wang Yun waved his hand again.

Several divine vines flew out from the pit, binding the Saint Ancestor—who was already heavily injured and on the verge of death—like livestock, tightly wrapping around him and hoisting him high into the air.

He was hung directly above Yu Tian City, suspended in humiliation.

Saintly blood dripped from his body, splashing onto the Yu Family estate, a shocking sight.

It was an endless humiliation.

This scene caused all the Yu Family Cultivators in the city to feel extreme terror and despair.

Their Family's guardian deity, that high-and-mighty Saintly Ancestor, was actually suppressed and humiliated so easily.

Wang Yun looked at the high-hanging Saint Ancestor with cold eyes, about to deliver the final blow to end his life completely.

At that moment, the Yu Family Saint Ancestor used his last ounce of strength to crush a communication jade talisman hidden in the deepest part of his Divine Soul.

He let out a desperate and shrill roar toward the void.

“Saint Tuo, save me!”