447: Chapter 447 The Heavenly Emperor (12)

Inside the sleeping quarters, gold and black collided at this moment.

The golden Qi and blood were domineering and unparalleled, carrying a supreme pressure that was extremely yang and rigid, sweeping across eternity.

The black, eerie aura was sinister and treacherous, filled with ominousness and corrosion, as if it wanted to drag everything in the world into eternal dead silence.

The two completely different forces were deadlocked, constantly wearing each other down, unexpectedly forming an eerie balance.

This scene caused everyone outside the sleeping quarters to fall into a stupor.

The people from the Sacred Dynasty were all knowledgeable and experienced.

They naturally recognized that the golden Qi and blood were the unique mark of the legendary Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

But the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body in their understanding was a cursed trash body, a tragedy that could never break its shackles throughout its entire life.

Yet, the power before their eyes was domineering, pure, and flawless; how could it have even a shred of the appearance of being cursed?

This was clearly a supreme Desolate Ancient Sacred Body that had broken free from all shackles and reached Perfection!

"The rumors are wrong... How is this possible!"

The Lord of the Sacred Dynasty exclaimed, receiving a huge shock.

The Great Saint Elder of the Ye family was even more shaken; he looked at the youth standing in the center of the storm, his eyes filled with wild joy and worry.

He was happy that Imperial Son Ye Yun was not a trash body, but a rare-in-eternity Desolate Ancient Sacred Body in Perfection, meaning the Ye family would surely prosper.

He was worried because the Imperial Son was currently using his Physical Body to resist that eerie and unpredictable power, and his safety was uncertain.

"Imperial Son! Retreat quickly! Let this old man handle it!"

The Great Saint Elder was extremely anxious; he was about to rush forward regardless of everything to forcibly intervene.

However, Ye Yun's calm voice rang out at this moment, stopping his actions.

"Elder, there is no need to panic. The balance is delicate right now; external intervention will only be counterproductive."

His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable calmness and authority.

The Great Saint Elder's footsteps stopped abruptly in place.

And in the depths of the Void Realm where no one could perceive.

When the Empress saw her son erupt with such Divine Might, that worry and heartache had long since turned into endless relief and pride.

But she was still anxious, the might of a Quasi-Emperor was about to erupt uncontrollably, and she was prepared to pay any price to rescue her son from that dangerous situation.

Just at the moment she was about to appear.

A Quasi-Emperor aura, older and steadier than hers, appeared silently beside her, stopping her.

"Wait and see."

An old voice rang out in the Empress's Sea of Consciousness.

The Empress's body trembled. She looked back, and the person who came was an old man with white hair and beard and a hunched figure; it was the Fifth Ancestor, who had the highest seniority in the Ye family.

"Fifth Brother? Why did you come in person?" The Empress was shocked.

The Fifth Ancestor's gaze pierced through the Void Realm and landed on the youth who was deadlocked with the eerie aura, a trace of approval flashing in his murky eyes.

"This child is even more outstanding than his father was back then."

He comforted the Empress.

"Believe in him; he can handle it."

Inside the sleeping quarters, the truth was revealed.

Just when Ye Yun was deadlocked with that eerie black fog and preparing to find a way to break the situation.

A more sinister and purer eerie Origin, hidden in the deepest part of the Saintess's Sea of Consciousness, was quietly triggered by a third-party force from an unknown source.

Boom!

The originally evenly matched balance was instantly broken.

The power of the black, eerie aura surged, like a dam-bursting ink-colored flood, instantly overwhelming the golden Qi and blood.

A huge Divine Soul vortex formed with a boom at the center of the Saintess's eyebrows.

That vortex radiated an irresistible suction force, actually wanting to forcibly strip Ye Yun's Divine Soul out of his Physical Body.

"Not good!"

Outside, the Ye family Great Saint, the Empress, and the Fifth Ancestor simultaneously sensed this fatal turn of events.

"How dare this scoundrel!"

The Fifth Ancestor was furious; he instantly understood that the Saintess's strange illness was a trap from the very beginning, a trap specifically aimed at the Ye family.

However, it was too late.

In the horrified gazes of everyone, Ye Yun's Physical Body slowly closed its eyes, and the domineering Desolate Ancient Sacred Body might on him instantly went silent, as if he had turned into a shell without a Soul.

And his Divine Soul was completely swallowed by that huge black vortex.

"Yun'er!"

The Empress let out a sorrowful cry, the might of a Quasi-Emperor erupting without reservation, and she was about to rush over.

"Stay, guard his Physical Body!"

The Fifth Ancestor made a prompt decision and stopped the Empress.

"I will go pursue the mastermind behind the scenes!"

Before the words had faded, the Fifth Ancestor's figure had already turned into a streak of light, following that trace of disruptive fluctuation and disappearing into the horizon.

...

Pitch black, dead silence, icy cold.

This place was the Saintess's Sea of Consciousness.

But at this moment, it had long since been completely eroded by eerie power, turning into a purgatory of despair.

Ye Yun's Divine Soul floated here; he could clearly feel that this space was constantly assimilating and obliterating his Divine Soul power.

He understood that he must immediately find and awaken the Saintess's suppressed original Divine Soul.

Otherwise, the only thing awaiting him was the ending of being completely swallowed by this darkness.

"Heart Heavy Pupils, open!"

On Ye Yun's Divine Soul body, the golden vertical eye at the center of his eyebrows suddenly opened.

The brilliant golden gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing through layers upon layers of black fog, probing towards the deepest part of this Sea of Consciousness.

Soon, he found it.

In the very center of the Sea of Consciousness, a petite figure was curled up there.

"Who can save me..."

The young girl's body was tightly bound by countless black chains formed from pure, eerie power; her expression was painful, her consciousness was blurred, and she was about to be completely swallowed by the endless Heart Demons surrounding her.

Ye Yun did not hesitate at all.

Golden light erupted around his Divine Soul; the power of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body in Perfection turned into an indestructible armor, protecting himself.

He took a step forward and broke directly into the Domain formed by the Saintess's Heart Demons.

"Don't be afraid, I am here."

At the final moment when the Saintess's Divine Soul was about to completely collapse, Ye Yun's figure appeared before her like a light tearing through the darkness, speaking calmly and firmly.

He reached out his hand, and the golden Holy Light turned into a warm bond, connecting to the Saintess's Divine Soul, attempting to pull her out of this endless darkness.

This action completely enraged that eerie power.

"Hehehe..."

The entire world of the Sea of Consciousness was shaking violently.

Endless eerie power was madly crushing towards Ye Yun from all directions.

The situation instantly became one-sided.

Under the crushing of this absolute power, Ye Yun's Divine Soul began to shatter inch by inch.

The golden light on his body also began to dim.

Finally, accompanied by an unwilling muffled grunt, his Divine Soul body slowly dissipated.

However, at the very moment Ye Yun's Divine Soul was completely erased and this Sea of Consciousness was about to return to dead silence.

That trace of Undying Origin dormant in the deepest part of his Divine Soul quietly activated.

Countless points of light converged from the void.

Ye Yun's Divine Soul recovered in place, completely unharmed.

After resurrecting, Ye Yun did not counterattack immediately.

He decisively and forcibly triggered that trace of ethereal Chaos Qi, which even he himself could not fully control, and fused it into his Divine Soul.

Hum!

A completely different aura radiated from his Divine Soul body.

The pure golden Holy Light on him was now tinged with a gray color that seemed ordinary, yet appeared to be above everything else.

The moment that gray light lit up, the surrounding violent and arrogant eerie black fog seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, emitting fearful hisses and instinctively retreating backward.

Absolute suppression.

Absolute crushing.

Ye Yun felt this brand-new power within him that was capable of controlling everything, looking at the eerie power before him that was more violent but also cowardly.

"Let's reverse the situation."