363: The flawed jade is the king (102).

In the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, the Heavenly Dao confirmation was about to reach its complete end.

In the starry sky, the radiance of twenty newly ascended Dao Attainerss of this era (twenty figures from this age, along with other Dao Attainerss who had not attained the Dao in previous eras but did so in this one) was at its Peak; their Dao and Laws intertwined, illuminating the dark Universe.

Everyone believed that the landscape of this era had already been settled.

However, at the very last moment when that grand Gate of Dao-attainment grew dim and was about to close completely.

Chila!

A silent patch of the Void Realm was brazenly torn apart by an unrivaled power.

A figure shimmering with golden light stepped out from within.

He had arrived.

At the final moment, he reigned over the sea of stars.

"I, the Supreme Body, Wang Yun."

"Today, I attain the Dao here!"

The calm yet majestic voice, through the resonance of the Heavenly Dao Law, clearly reached the ears of every living being in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.

After a brief silence, the entire Ten Lands fell into a state of ecstasy and fervor.

Countless Cultivators, who had been sighing with regret over the Supreme Body's absence, were so excited at this moment that they could hardly contain themselves.

"It's the Supreme Body! He's still alive!"

"He's back! At the last moment, he has returned!"

"My god, I knew it! In an era like this, how could he possibly be missing!"

That figure had long since become a legend and a benchmark of this era.

On the other side of the starry sky.

The twenty newly ascended Dao Attainerss, who had just finished receiving the Heavenly Dao confirmation and were full of high spirits, saw the expressions on their faces instantly freeze.

The great Dao they took pride in actually began to grow dim the moment this figure appeared.

Shock, wariness, and resentment.

Various complex emotions surged in their hearts, but ultimately, they all transformed into a powerful Battle Intent.

They were Prodigies, the trendsetters of this era; they did not believe they would be weaker than anyone else.

Meanwhile, in the Life Forbidden Zone of the Yuan Land, deep within the Burial Ground of Immortals.

Those ancient Supremes, who just moments ago felt fortunate for their own concession, now fell into a complete silence.

Not a single Divine Thought dared to venture out anymore.

They were only relieved, incredibly relieved.

Fortunately, they had not formed a mortal enmity.

It was at this moment that a scene that shocked everyone occurred.

That grand Gate of Dao-attainment, which was about to close completely, actually came to a forced halt for Wang Yun's arrival.

The light that had already dimmed reignited at this moment, becoming even more brilliant than ever before.

It was as if an aging monarch was waiting for his only recognized successor.

The Heavenly Dao was pausing for him.

It was publicly acknowledging the Supreme qualification of this latecomer.

Facing this unprecedented phenomenon, Wang Yun's expression remained calm.

Without any hesitation, he directly displayed and confirmed his "Dao" to the entire Universe.

It was not about coexisting with the myriad Daos, nor was it seeking balance and harmony.

His Dao, from beginning to end, had only one core.

Conquering everything!

To stand above the myriad Daos and conquer all obstacles.

Boom!

A profoundly mysterious dao rhyme soared into the sky from within Wang Yun's body.

That dao rhyme was as black as ink, as if it were the end of all things, the Return to Ruins of the Universe.

Yet within that extreme darkness, streaks of golden Supreme patterns flickered, filled with an aura of slaughter, finality, and Supreme authority.

This was his Dao.

The Invincible Dao.

The Heavenly Dao shook violently because of it.

That grand gate emitted an overburdened hum for the first time.

It seemed to be struggling, resisting this overbearingly peerless Dao that sought to stand above it.

But in the end, it chose to submit.

A majestic surge of Heavenly Dao Origin gushed out, condensing an unprecedented Dao-attainment mark for Wang Yun.

That mark was also as black as ink, yet it flickered with golden Supreme patterns.

It was far more complex and powerful than the marks of the other twenty Dao Attainerss, as if it were not a product of the same dimension.

The moment this mark merged into Wang Yun's body, the Dao-attainment was complete.

Next was the final competition among all the newly ascended Dao Attainerss of the current era for the one and only "Mandate of Heaven."

Whoever gained the final recognition of the Mandate of Heaven would be the sole Great Emperor of this era.

Hanging high above the sky, the torrent of the "Mandate of Heaven," formed by the gathering of the Universe's Origin, began to surge violently.

It was waiting, choosing.

The twenty Dao Attainerss acted simultaneously.

Ye Chen let out a long howl as his Supreme Sword Dao manifested; behind him, it was as if a Universe composed of billions of divine swords appeared, all emitting sword hums in worship.

Nirvana flames ignited around Chen You, and a Phoenix Dharma Idol spanned the sky; where he stood, ten thousand birds chirped in unison, and auspicious signs filled the air.

There was also a Supreme's direct son from the Nine Heavens; he was originally an ancient elemental who had attained the Dao, and now he transformed into a Thunder-Fire Monarch, wielding the punishments of heaven and earth with unmatched majesty.

One by one, the Prodigies displayed their great Daos without reservation, attempting to attract the favor of the Mandate of Heaven torrent.

For a time, the entire starry sky was filled with various phenomena and the contention of Daos, becoming brilliant to the extreme.

Meanwhile, Wang Yun just stood there calmly.

He completely revealed his "Conquering All" Invincible Dao.

Instantly.

All the Prodigies' Dao phenomena grew dim.

The Sword Dao Universe behind Ye Chen was washed away by an unrivaled slaughterous Sword Intent, and the phantoms of thousands of divine swords shattered inch by inch.

The unison chirping of ten thousand birds summoned by Chen You was forcibly broken by that overbearing will.

The insufferably arrogant Thunder-Fire Monarch's controlled lightning and flames were even slashed into dissipation, revealing his terrified true form.

The Mandate of Heaven torrent, which had been hesitating and scattered, now seemed to have found its true master.

It churned violently, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, surging irresistibly toward Wang Yun alone.

He was already the undisputed sole successor to the emperor seat.

The eyes of all the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands were focused on him.

Witnessing the glorious moment when he was about to accept the Mandate of Heaven and ascend to the emperor seat.

However, at the very moment that the vast Mandate of Heaven torrent was about to touch his body.

Wang Yun's Heart Heavy Pupils activated on their own, out of control.

A scene flashed through his mind.

He saw himself sitting on the emperor seat high above the Nine Heavens, receiving the final baptism of the Mandate of Heaven, his Supreme aura sweeping through the myriad worlds and reigning over past and present.

He had succeeded.

But, at the very instant of success.

He saw that his own eyes instantly became hollow and sinister.

The consciousness belonging to Wang Yun was instantly swallowed and erased by an incredibly ancient and spiteful will hidden in the deepest depths of the Indestructible Art.

He saw "himself" slowly stand up and look around this brand-new Universe, wearing a strange smile filled with the vicissitudes of time and wild joy.

This Major Achievement Supreme Body, which he had cultivated through countless dangers and tempered a thousand times, was ultimately for someone else's benefit.

The only meaning of his existence was to bear the awakening and descent of that ancient will at the moment of attaining the Dao and becoming an emperor.

His body was a "body that cannot become an emperor for oneself."

The precognitive vision flashed and disappeared.

Wang Yun woke up from that extreme horror.

In reality, the vast Mandate of Heaven torrent was already within reach.

All the living beings of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands were waiting for the birth of the new emperor, waiting for his enthronement.

Step forward, accept the Mandate of Heaven, ascend to the emperor seat, and enjoy eternal glory.

The cost was that the existence of "Wang Yun" would completely disappear, his Divine Soul erased, reduced to a possessed walking corpse.

Step backward, reject the Mandate of Heaven, and give up the only opportunity of this era.

Perhaps he could preserve himself, but he would also completely lose the possibility of reaching the Peak, becoming the greatest joke since ancient times.

The Mandate of Heaven torrent was about to pour into his body.

How should he choose?