456: Chapter 456 The Heavenly Emperor (21)

A surge of ancient golden blood vitality soared into the sky from within his body.

The power of his blood vitality transformed into a pillar of golden smoke, piercing straight into the clouds.

The might of the Flawless Desolate Ancient Sacred Body descended, enveloping the entire venue.

Under this pressure, many prodigies trembled in their souls, and those with weaker cultivation were on the verge of kneeling.

On the battle stage, the sneer on Wuji Sword Son's face instantly froze.

It was replaced by shock.

"This... how is this possible!"

In the spectator stands, the crowd completely erupted.

"Perfected Sacred Body? This pressure... it is definitely a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body in Perfection that has broken free from all its shackles!"

"How could a cursed waste physique reach Perfection? Were the rumors wrong?"

"The Ye Family... how did the Ye Family break the curse left behind by that great terror in the Land of Expedition?"

An even more outrageous suspicion surfaced in the hearts of some old monsters.

"Could it be that Great Emperor Desolate Heaven has returned from the Land of Expedition? But that is absolutely impossible!"

The high-level members of various major forces wore solemn expressions.

They looked at the boy, whose figure was still somewhat immature, their eyes filled with wariness as they began to re-evaluate the Ye Family's foundation and this Imperial Scion's true potential.

As for the members of the Ye Family, after a brief moment of daze, their humiliation and anger transformed into wild joy.

"This is the true Imperial Scion of our Ye Family!"

"A Desolate Ancient Sacred Body in Perfection! Our Ye Family's Imperial Scion is no waste physique!"

The frustration suppressed for so long erupted completely at this moment. Every Ye Family Prodigy felt a sense of vindication, wishing they could howl at the sky.

On the battle stage, Wuji Sword Son's heart shook violently.

But he was, after all, a top Prodigy with a firm Dao Heart.

After the initial shock, he calmed down.

His Divine Thought swept over Ye Yun, and upon sensing that the other's Realm was indeed only at the Late Stage Guiyi Realm, his heart settled.

So what if it's a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body in Perfection? His Realm is only at the Late Stage Guiyi Realm.

I am at the Late Stage Grotto-Heaven Realm, an entire major Realm higher.

This massive gap in Realm allowed him to regain the confidence and arrogance belonging to a top Prodigy.

"Hmph, this Sword Son doesn't care what kind of dumb luck your Ye Family had to break the curse."

Wuji Sword Son let out a cold laugh, the contempt in his eyes resurfacing.

"But so what? A mere Late Stage Guiyi Realm dares to act presumptuously before me?"

Ye Yun ignored his blustering and took a step forward, his figure appearing instantly on the battle stage.

He looked at Wuji Sword Son calmly and said indifferently,

"Make your move."

"You're looking for death!"

Wuji Sword Son was completely infuriated by Ye Yun's nonchalant attitude.

He wasted no more words and struck first.

His sword moves were sharp, his Laws robust; the absolute suppressive power of the Grotto-Heaven Realm was fully displayed at this moment.

He wanted to defeat this ignorant brat as quickly as possible.

However, facing this terrifying sword strike that could instakill those in the same Realm, Ye Yun neither dodged nor avoided it.

He didn't use any Cultivation Techniques or Divine Abilities; he simply raised his fist and met it head-on.

Bang!

Fist and sword collided violently.

Pure physical strength actually managed to forcibly block that sharp Sword Qi.

"With just your Physical Body?"

Wuji Sword Son's eyes narrowed, and his offensive immediately became even more frenzied.

On the battle stage, sword light crisscrossed and fist winds howled.

Ye Yun's Physical Body was incredibly tough; every one of his strikes carried a colossal force capable of shattering mountains and rivers, managing to hold his own against the frenzied attacks of a Grotto-Heaven Realm expert.

The scene was incredibly intense, making the hearts of the spectators in the stands leap.

But anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ye Yun was completely at a disadvantage.

The gap in Realm was an insurmountable chasm.

Every sword from Wuji Sword Son contained the power of Grotto-Heaven Realm Laws, continuously leaving wounds of varying depths on Ye Yun's body.

While Ye Yun's fists possessed infinite strength, they couldn't truly break through the other's protective sword astral qi.

The injuries on his body continued to accumulate.

"What a pity. If they were in the same Realm, Wuji Sword Son probably wouldn't last a hundred moves."

"Indeed. A Desolate Ancient Sacred Body in Perfection has an unparalleled Physical Body and Heaven-Defying combat power. It's just a shame the Ye Family's Imperial Scion is too young and has cultivated for too short a time; the gap in Realm is simply too large."

"In this battle, he is bound to lose."

In the spectator stands, everyone discussed fervently, feeling regret for Ye Yun's talent but also almost certain of his ultimate fate.

The battle reached a fever pitch.

Ye Yun's aura began to fluctuate, and his movements became sluggish, as if he were "gradually showing signs of defeat."

Finally, Wuji Sword Son seized an opportunity and thrust his sword forward.

Bang!

Ye Yun was struck squarely in the chest by this sword, sending him flying backward as a trace of golden blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.

He seemed to be "exhausted."

Seeing this, Wuji Sword Son did not press his advantage.

He stopped his attack, stood with his sword, and looked down at Ye Yun with the posture of a victor, enjoying this moment of being the center of attention.

He gave a cruel, cold laugh.

"So what if it's a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body in Perfection?"

He began to use words to humiliate, every syllable carrying bone-chilling mockery.

"The gap in Realm is a chasm that a waste like you can never bridge."

"Your Ye Family is destined to be stepped upon by my Wuji Sword Sect. And you, this so-called Imperial Scion, don't even have the qualification to make me go all out!"

These words were like a resounding slap, fiercely striking the face of every Ye Family member.

"Bastard!"

Ye Wuchen was beyond furious. The trauma to his Divine Soul made his face pale, yet he still forced himself to stand, wanting to rush onto the stage, only to be held back firmly by the Elders beside him.

All the Ye Family prodigies felt an unprecedented sense of humiliation and helplessness.

However, just when everyone thought Ye Yun was about to be defeated.

The boy, kneeling on one knee and seemingly exhausted, slowly wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Not only was there no trace of despair on his face, but a smile actually appeared.

This smile caused Wuji Sword Son's heart to skip a beat, giving rise to a faint bad premonition.

"Who told you that I am a Body Cultivator?"

Ye Yun slowly stood up and asked calmly.

Wuji Sword Son was stunned for a moment, then let out a sneer.

"Aside from a tough Physical Body, what other reliance do you have, you waste?"

Ye Yun did not answer him.

He simply made a calm declaration.

"If this Imperial Scion tells you that I am a Sword Cultivator..."

"Would you believe it, or not?"

The moment his voice fell.

A Sword Intent even more powerful than Wuji Sword Son's erupted from within Ye Yun's body.

That Sword Intent was extremely sharp.

It was domineering, sharp, and carried a resolute will.

Heaven-Felling Sword Intent!

The Sword Intent soared into the sky.

The space of the entire venue vibrated under this Sword Intent.

The longsword in Wuji Sword Son's hand let out a fearful wail and began to tremble violently, beyond his control.

The mockery on his face completely froze.