403: Chapter 403 Resurrection (21)

Wang Yun closed his eyes, fully activating the power of his Heart Heavy Pupils as mysterious runes flowed within his gaze.

A vision of the future unfolded before his eyes.

In the vision, he stepped into that region of miraculous phenomena.

The moment his body came into contact with that destructive power, it was completely obliterated; it was an incredibly terrifying force, not inferior even to his state before his Self-Slashing.

Immediately after, the Power of Yin and Yang Immortality within him began to circulate, attempting to revive him.

However, the level of that destructive power was too high, as if it were the most primordial Law of Annihilation in the world.

Before this power, the Power of Yin and Yang Immortality was like a candle in the wind; it flickered a few times before being completely extinguished.

The revival failed.

The vision ended there.

Wang Yun snapped his eyes open, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

This time, he felt true death.

Not a death from which he could be resurrected, but a complete end, being erased from this Universe.

Wang Yun immediately calmed down and began to analyze.

The level of this power was at least at the Supreme level, perhaps even higher.

However, Wang Yun soon understood.

The key to his failed revival lay in the insufficient accumulation of Immortality Power within his body.

Facing this level of destructive power, every revival required a massive amount of "Immortality Power."

He made a decision.

A strategic retreat to temporarily avoid the brunt of it.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Yun turned and left the area.

He found an absolutely safe and hidden Star Domain, set up layers of Formations, and began a long period of dormancy.

What he needed to do was not Cultivate, but accumulate.

Time passed slowly in the tedious waiting.

A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Wang Yun finally opened his eyes.

He could clearly feel that the Immortality Power within him, after a hundred years of recovery and accumulation, had reached an unprecedented state of Perfection.

Under the latent cultivation of this period, his Dao Fruit had also risen accordingly, growing by a hundred and fifty zhang.

Five thousand one hundred and fifty zhang.

Such a terrifying level of Dao Fruit meant his future cultivation would at least reach the level of the Nine Lotus Great Sage.

"It is time."

Wang Yun stood up, removed the Formations, and set off once again toward that terrifying Miraculous Phenomenon.

When he stood once more before that Star Domain filled with black fissures, his state of mind was already different.

To ensure nothing went wrong, Wang Yun once again activated the "Precognition" Divine Ability of his Heart Heavy Pupils.

This time, the vision became simple and clear.

He saw himself stepping into it, his body being obliterated.

Then, consuming a large amount of his own Immortality Power, he successfully revived.

Appearing safe and sound at the other end of that region.

Seeing this result, Wang Yun felt greatly reassured.

Without any hesitation, he walked straight toward that land of destruction.

Death descended in an instant.

His body and Divine Soul were once again completely erased by that Supreme Law of Annihilation.

But this time, the ocean-like Immortality Power within him erupted.

The revival was successful.

When Wang Yun's figure reconsolidated, he had already crossed that terrifying spectacle and arrived in another unfamiliar space.

He looked within himself.

The Immortality Power in his body had been completely exhausted by this revival, with not a single drop remaining.

This was a massive price to pay.

But the harvest was equally staggering.

After absorbing that at least Supreme-level destructive power, his Dao Fruit was like it had been injected with top-tier nourishment, growing explosively.

Six thousand zhang!

One death had yielded a growth of nearly a thousand zhang.

Wang Yun suppressed the joy in his heart and began to examine this brand-new area.

There were no stars here, only a void.

Only a massive and ancient stone wall floated quietly in the center.

Upon the stone wall, there was no Cultivation Technique, nor any Legacy.

Only three words were carved in the most ancient language.

"It is coming."

The calligraphy was bold and powerful, filled with endless desolation and determination.

An aura of the Emperor's Dao that transcended all living beings surged from those three words.

Wang Yun's mind shook violently.

He was certain that this was the work of some Supreme Emperor.

A massive question arose in his heart.

Just what kind of "It" could make a Supreme Emperor—who suppressed all ages and was invincible in the world—feel fear and leave such desperate words?

Wang Yun immediately thought of the greatest mystery that had been passed down since ancient times.

Emperors of every generation had mysteriously disappeared during their most Peak and glorious periods, never to be heard from again.

He realized that he might have accidentally touched upon a corner of the truth behind this shocking secret.

Wang Yun's brow furrowed deeply.

He recalled the time before he slashed himself.

With a Supreme Body at Major Achievement, he had presided over the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, suppressed the Dark Turmoil, and looked down upon the ups and downs of all ages.

At that time, he was also invincible in the world and had never feared anything.

A true Emperor's strength was far above his as a Supreme Body.

What could possibly make them feel fear?

What exactly was the nature of "It"?

Wang Yun looked back at that terrifying Miraculous Phenomenon behind him once more.

Realization dawned in his heart.

This terrifying region capable of obliterating a Supreme was not naturally formed.

It was highly likely that it was a contingency plan left by the Emperor who had carved the words, meant to resist that so-called "It"—or rather, it was a final barrier.

Although that Emperor had not left any direct Legacy or treasures.

But this phenomenon, this barrier itself, was a Supreme treasure land tailored specifically for him to temper his Dao Fruit.

A bold idea took shape in Wang Yun's mind.

He would stay here.

He would use this phenomenon to repeatedly perform "death cultivation."

He would push his Dao Fruit to a true limit that was unprecedented and would never be surpassed.

Wang Yun made his decision.

He sat down cross-legged and began to recover the Immortality Power that had been completely drained.

A tedious and frantic cultivation began.

He accumulated power time and time again.

Then, he repeatedly threw himself into that land of destruction, experiencing death and then rebirth.

Enter, die, revive.

He repeated this cycle countless times.

The growth of the Dao Fruit slowed down from its initial rapid pace.

The larger the Dao Fruit, the slower its growth rate, as if this world did not allow such a terrifying Dao Fruit to exist.

The pain of being repeatedly obliterated was enough to drive any Saint King mad.

But Wang Yun's state of mind became as calm as still water through the repeated tempering.

Time once again lost its meaning.

Before he knew it, a thousand years had passed.

On this day, when Wang Yun once again revived from destruction.

From his body, an aura that was flawless and had reached the Transcendent state erupted.

The Dao Fruit within him, after a thousand years of painful tempering, finally reached an unprecedented height.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine zhang.

Only one final step remained before the ten-thousand-zhang Perfection.

Wang Yun slowly opened his eyes; there was no joy or sorrow in them, only a sense of tranquility.