446: Chapter 446 The Heavenly Emperor (11)

The Ye Family's flying ship, like a white jade palace floating in the sky, slowly sailed into the imperial capital of the Heavenly Martial Sacred Dynasty.

Upon the hull, the ancient imperial patterns of the Ye Family flowed with a faint divine radiance, silently proclaiming the noble status of its owner.

On the ground, the Heavenly Martial Sacred Dynasty welcomed the arrival of this Imperial Son with an almost exaggeratedly high level of protocol.

The Lord of the Sacred Dynasty, a genuine Martial Saint realm powerhouse, personally led the civil and military officials, along with all the prominent dignitaries in the imperial capital, having long been waiting outside the imperial city.

A red carpet stretching for a hundred miles was laid from the city gate deep into the imperial palace; on both sides of the road, the Imperial Guards stood in formation, banners fluttered, and the Aura was magnificent.

When Ye Yun, accompanied by that Great Saint Elder of the Ye Family, walked slowly off the flying ship, he was greeted by the sound of worship that roared like a mountain and sea.

“Welcome, Your Highness the Imperial Son!”

The Lord of the Sacred Dynasty personally stepped forward, lowering his posture significantly, his words filled with reverence.

“The arrival of Your Highness the Imperial Son makes my Sacred Dynasty shine with glory.”

However, beneath this solemn and serious official atmosphere, countless curious and probing gazes within the crowd had already focused on the twelve-year-old youth.

“Is that the biological son of Desolate Heaven?”

“Heavens... what a handsome youth; with such looks and temperament, even an Immortal descending to the mortal world would likely be no better, right?”

“Indeed, just looking at him makes one feel inferior.”

Countless noble Prodigy women could not help but have their heart rates accelerate upon seeing Ye Yun's handsome face and ethereal temperament.

However, this sense of astonishment was quickly replaced by the subsequent whispers.

“What a pity, what a pity.”

A peerless princess of the Sacred Dynasty looked at Ye Yun, shaking her head repeatedly, her tone filled with regret.

“Such a figure actually bears the cursed Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, destined to never step into the Peak of cultivation in his life; it is truly unfair of the Heavenly Dao.”

“What? He is that rumored... Desolate Ancient Waste Body?”

“Shh! Quiet! Do you want to die? Even if he is truly a Waste Body, he is still the Imperial Son of the Ye Family, with a noble status that is not for the likes of us to discuss!”

Regret, sympathy, disdain, schadenfreude...

All kinds of complex emotions flowed secretly among the crowd.

Ye Yun seemed not to hear any of this.

He simply accepted the worship of the Sacred Dynasty calmly; his gaze did not show the slightest change due to the crowd's flattery or pity.

...

At the grand welcome banquet, the atmosphere was enthusiastic yet subtle.

The Lord of the Sacred Dynasty raised his glass frequently, flattering Ye Yun to the extreme, but the anxiety in his expression betrayed his true feelings.

Finally, after three rounds of drinks.

The Lord of the Sacred Dynasty could no longer hold back; he stood up and spoke earnestly to the Ye Family's Great Saint Elder.

“Elder, my daughter's condition is urgent and cannot be delayed; I wonder if...”

The Ye Family Great Saint nodded; he had originally intended to let the Imperial Son rest first, while he went to investigate himself.

However, before he could speak.

The youth, who had been silent all along, seemingly indifferent to everything, put down the jade chopsticks in his hand and spoke calmly.

“I will go as well.”

Upon hearing these words, both the Lord of the Sacred Dynasty and the Ye Family Great Saint were stunned.

“Your Highness the Imperial Son, leave this matter to this old man; you have traveled a long way and should rest well,” the Ye Family Great Saint advised.

“It is fine.”

Ye Yun's attitude was firm and beyond doubt.

Everyone was helpless and had no choice but to agree.

Under the personal guidance of the Lord of the Sacred Dynasty, the group passed through layers of palaces, heading towards the sleeping quarters where the Saintess resided.

Along the way, Ye Yun appeared to be casually observing the surrounding scenery, but his Heart Heavy Pupils had already been activated.

Suddenly, his footsteps paused slightly.

He keenly sensed a trace of an extremely faint yet extremely sinister “strange” Aura coming from the direction of the Saintess's sleeping quarters.

That Aura was identical to the Origin he felt when he was bound by the cursed shackles within his own body.

“There is indeed a problem.”

Ye Yun understood in his heart, but his expression remained calm and composed.

...

The Saintess's sleeping quarters had already been shrouded in layers of Restriction.

Inside the sleeping quarters, the scent of medicine permeated the air, and the atmosphere was oppressive.

A young girl with a pale, bloodless complexion lay quietly on the ice-jade bed; her life force was so weak that it seemed as if it could be extinguished at any moment.

She was the Saintess of the Heavenly Martial Sacred Dynasty.

The healing-type Great Saint powerhouse from the Ye Family did not delay in the slightest.

He came to the bedside, extended his hands, and a pure, vibrant green light filled with life energy surged from his palms, slowly injecting into the Saintess's body.

This was his Saint Body Origin power, sufficient to bring the dead back to life and regrow flesh and bones.

However, after several breaths passed, the Great Saint's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

His Origin power, like a clay ox entering the sea, wandered around in the Saintess's body but failed to discover any source of illness; instead, it was constantly devoured and worn down by an invisible force.

“Strange...”

The Great Saint withdrew his hand, his expression grave.

“I cannot identify the cause of the illness; I only feel something indescribable lingering within the Saintess's life Origin, constantly devouring her life.”

The Lord of the Sacred Dynasty heard this, his heart sank, and his face was full of despair.

Even the Great Saint of the Ye Family is helpless; is my daughter truly beyond saving?

“I do not believe it!”

The Ye Family Great Saint was unwilling to fail like this; this concerned the face of the Ye Family.

Ignoring the dissuasion of the crowd, he stepped forward again, pushing his own Saint Body Origin to the limit, attempting to forcibly expel that “strange object” from the Saintess's body.

However, it was at this very moment.

A sudden change occurred!

A terrifying backlash force, far exceeding his imagination, erupted from within the Saintess's body.

“Puff!”

The Ye Family Great Saint was struck as if by lightning; his entire body was sent flying far away, vomiting a large mouthful of blood, his Aura instantly withered, and he was already severely injured.

And his forced investigation had also completely enraged that dormant strange Aura.

“Hehehe...”

A burst of strange laughter, not sounding like a human voice, emanated from the Saintess's mouth.

She suddenly opened her eyes; her eyes were now pitch black, devoid of any emotion.

A visible black mist surged crazily from her seven orifices, instantly shrouding the entire sleeping quarters.

That black mist was filled with an ominous and corrosive Aura.

“Not good! Retreat quickly!”

The Lord of the Sacred Dynasty's expression changed drastically; he immediately joined forces with several other powerhouses to set up a Law barrier, attempting to resist the erosion of the black mist.

However, in the face of this strange power that exceeded common sense, their resistance appeared pale and weak.

The barrier only lasted for a few breaths before it was covered in cracks, about to shatter completely.

Everyone was suppressed by that power and forced to retreat step by step, their faces filled with horror and despair.

The shadow of death loomed over everyone.

Just at the moment when everyone was about to be completely devoured by that black strange power.

Ye Yun, who had been standing in the corner, seemingly frightened silly, finally moved.

He stepped forward, his expression grave.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, he no longer hid anything.

He slowly circulated the “Supreme Scripture”.

Boom!

A golden Qi blood, which had been silent for twelve years, erupted from within his body.

That golden Qi blood power transformed into a ray of divine radiance, colliding with the sweeping pitch-black strange Aura with a boom.