401: Chapter 401 Resurrection (19)

Wang Yun crushed the mountain gate of Heavenly King Hall and drifted away in front of everyone.

The words he left behind quickly swept through the entire North Region.

"Next, Ziyang Sacred Land."

Panic spread completely.

The human butcher had returned.

This Prodigy, who had single-handedly brought several Immortal Dao Lineage to shame hundreds of years ago, had not only returned from exile in the endless starry sky, but his strength had also become extremely terrifying.

Even more frightening was his bizarre characteristic of being unkillable.

This news made all the forces that had participated in the Exile Plan back then feel uneasy, as if they had thorns in their backs.

Within the Ziyang Sacred Land, the atmosphere was exceptionally heavy.

That Saint Old Ancestor, who had once participated in the siege of Wang Yun, had a gloomy expression after receiving the news from the Heavenly King Hall.

"He really has returned... and he's even stronger than before."

"That unkillable characteristic... just what kind of sorcery is it?"

Beneath the main hall, a group of Venerable Elders were as silent as cicadas in winter.

Everyone felt the threat of death.

"We cannot just sit and wait for death!"

Finally, a Saint who was on good terms with the Ziyang Sacred Land tore through the Void Realm and descended here.

He had received a request for help and came to discuss countermeasures.

"Everyone understands the principle that if the lips are gone, the teeth will be cold. If we do not join forces today, tomorrow, our mountain gates will be the next Heavenly King Hall!"

His words received a response from everyone.

Soon, the various immortal forces that had participated in the siege of Wang Yun but had not yet been settled with reached a consensus with astonishing efficiency.

Join forces.

Lay an inescapable net and eliminate this major threat once and for all.

"Although he has an undying body, every time he resurrects, he must consume some kind of energy unknown to us; it's impossible for him to use it indefinitely."

"Our Sect is willing to offer our foundational killing Formation, the 'Nine Revolutions Extinction Formation.' Once this Formation is deployed, it can obliterate a Star Domain. Even if a Saint King falls into it, they will surely die!"

"Our Sect's 'Heaven-Locking Divine Chain' can seal all Great Dao Laws, perfectly countering his bizarre movement techniques!"

One trump card after another was brought out.

These Immortal Dao Lineage were completely pushed to a dead end and held nothing back.

They chose the battlefield in an ancient forbidden land called 'Heavens End Ridge.'

An inescapable net, composed of over a dozen Saints, numerous Venerables, and several top-tier killing Formations, was quietly spread.

They were waiting for their prey to walk into the trap.

Meanwhile, after leaving the Heavenly King Hall, Wang Yun flew straight toward the Ziyang Sacred Land without haste.

His Heart Heavy Pupils had long since seen through the opponent's arrangements.

The so-called inescapable net was clearly visible in his eyes.

But he did not change direction.

He intended to go.

Catching them all in one net would also save him the trouble of visiting them one by one for settlement.

When Wang Yun's figure appeared in the sky above Heavens End Ridge, several Saints who had been waiting here for a long time revealed their killing intent.

"He's here!"

"Activate the Formation!"

Boom!

No unnecessary words.

With a single command, the entire Heavens End Ridge instantly turned into a forbidden zone.

Nine mountain-like pillars of dark purple light soared into the sky, forming a terrifying killing Formation that covered a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

Countless chains emerged from the Void Realm, sealing off all directions and cutting off all paths of retreat.

"Wang Yun! Today, this place shall be your burial ground!"

The Saint of the Ziyang Sacred Land roared, his voice carrying a hint of pleasure.

Wang Yun floated in the center of the Formation, his expression calm as he looked around.

"Quite a setup,"

he remarked.

"Unfortunately, you're all just a bunch of rabble."

These words completely enraged everyone.

"Kill!"

The Nine Revolutions Extinction Formation roared into operation, and the light of extinction, like a millstone, frantically ground toward Wang Yun in the center.

Wang Yun's figure was swallowed by that terrifying energy almost instantly.

This time, his body did not shatter immediately; the Yin-Yang Indestructible Body was frantically resisting.

But ultimately, two fists are no match for four hands.

Under the continuous attacks of the foundational killing Formation fully activated by more than a dozen Saints, Wang Yun's body finally turned into specks of spiritual light.

"Is he dead?"

"We succeeded!"

The Saints presiding over the Formation were all ecstatic upon seeing this.

However, before their joy could last for more than three breaths.

Everyone watched in horror as Wang Yun's figure reappeared in the same spot, completely unscathed.

Furthermore, the aura on his body surged rapidly by a large margin.

"Dao Fruit... two thousand six hundred feet!"

a Saint exclaimed.

Horror replaced joy.

"Kill him again!"

They frantically activated the Formation, and an even more violent attack submerged Wang Yun again.

Wang Yun 'fell' for the second time.

Then, he was resurrected for the second time.

This time, his Dao Fruit aura had shockingly increased to two thousand eight hundred feet.

"No... impossible..."

"Then kill him again!"

Wang Yun 'fell' for the third time.

The Dao Fruit reached two thousand nine hundred feet.

The Saint of the Ziyang Sacred Land turned pale with fright as he looked at the figure that was unscathed yet growing stronger and stronger.

Hope turned into shock.

Shock evolved into deep despair.

They finally understood a fact that made them shudder.

They weren't killing him.

They were using their Sects' eternal Foundations to help this monster grow.

They were aiding the enemy!

"Stop! Quickly stop!"

someone shouted in terror.

But it was already too late.

Wang Yun fell once more and revived again.

Dao Fruit, three thousand feet.

"The game is over."

Wang Yun's voice rang out.

He had turned their plan against them, using this ambush to not only make his Dao Fruit surge but also to completely restore all the power he had previously consumed at the Heavenly King Hall.

He took the initiative to strike.

He threw a punch, and the entire Nine Revolutions Extinction Formation trembled violently.

Dozens of the Venerables presiding over the Formation were immediately shaken by the counter-shock force, coughing up blood and suffering heavy injuries.

Wang Yun's figure was as fast as a ghost, weaving through the massive Formation space.

Every time he struck, a powerhouse in the Venerable Realm was bound to be directly killed by him.

This was a one-sided slaughter.

"Retreat! Quickly retreat!"

"He's too terrifying! A monster... an undying, indestructible monster!"

The Saints turned pale with horror, no longer caring about their dignity, and frantically tried to flee the place.

But how could Wang Yun let them have their way?

"Want to leave now? Too late."

He took a step forward, and the operation of the entire Formation was forcibly interrupted.

He set his sights on a One-Lotus Saint from the Ziyang Sacred Land, his figure instantly appearing before him.

A punch carrying the destructive power of the Light of the Epoch struck.

That overbearing Saint didn't even have time to scream before his Saint body exploded in mid-air.

The Saint fell on the spot.

This scene completely crushed everyone's psychological defenses.

The remaining Saints burned their essence blood and tore through the Void Realm in a panic, fleeing miserably.

Wang Yun did not pursue them further.

His goal had been achieved.

The settlement was over, and the deterrent had been formed.

He could sense that the 'Indestructible Power' in his body had been heavily consumed due to these successive resurrections and was on the verge of depletion.

It was time to find a place to settle down and consolidate.

Wang Yun glanced at the surviving Venerables and Disciples who had long been scared out of their wits and did not strike again.

He tore through the Void Realm, randomly chose a coordinate in the deserted Universe's Edge, stepped into it, and disappeared.

He needed time to replenish his strength and time for his Dao Fruit to truly reach Perfection... Two hundred years later.

In a desolate Star Domain where there was dead silence and no life existed.

Within an inconspicuous concealment Formation.

Wang Yun slowly opened his eyes.

The Indestructible Power in his body had long since been replenished to Perfection.

And his Dao Fruit, after these two hundred years of consolidation, had steadily grown from three thousand feet to three thousand four hundred feet.

His Foundation was more solid than ever before.

He stood up and looked calmly toward the direction of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.