459: Chapter 459 The Heavenly Emperor (24)

"What a wonderful Grotto-Heaven Blessed Land."

Ye Wuchen couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration.

He had only taken a few breaths here, yet he felt the Bottleneck of his Grotto-Heaven Realm cultivation loosen slightly.

Ye Yun's gaze calmly swept across the surroundings as his Heart Heavy Pupils quietly opened.

He could clearly see that beneath this seemingly peaceful Secret Realm, countless killing intents were hidden.

Some seemingly ordinary rocks and ancient trees could very well be the formation core of an ancient killing array.

In some precious lands where Spiritual Qi gathered, Primordial Vicious Beasts that had long been extinct in the world were entrenched.

Soon, the figures of other prodigies appeared one after another in various parts of the Secret Realm.

Looking at the scene before them, they were all shocked, and their eyes were soon replaced by burning greed.

However, when their gazes swept over the two figures wearing Ye Family clothing not far away, the heat in their eyes instantly cooled by several degrees.

Ye Family Imperial Scion, Ye Yun.

The Ye Family's current number one Prodigy, Ye Wuchen.

After the Eastern Court Martial Arts Assembly, these two names had already spread throughout the entire Eastern Dao Province.

One was a mysterious Imperial Scion with unparalleled Physical Body and sword dao, whose combat strength was unfathomable.

The other was a long-famous "Young Great Emperor" who sat firmly on the throne of the leader of the younger generation.

The union of these two was enough to make any arrogant Prodigy feel wary.

For a moment, no one dared to step forward and provoke them.

The various forces all chose to avoid their sharp edge for the time being, dispersing to explore in different directions, and a delicate balance was formed within the Secret Realm.

Ye Yun and Ye Wuchen were also in no hurry to act.

"Imperial Scion, where shall we go?" Ye Wuchen took the initiative to ask.

Although his cultivation was higher, in his heart, he had already regarded this unfathomable Imperial Scion as the backbone of this operation.

Ye Yun did not answer; he simply closed his eyes, and the hidden Saint Eye at the center of his brows slowly rotated, seeing through falsehoods and perceiving the Origin.

Soon, he opened his eyes and pointed toward an immortal mountain in the southwest.

"There, lies an Opportunity related to you."

The two no longer hesitated, turning into streaks of light and flying toward that immortal mountain.

When they reached the mountain peak, the sight before them shook their spirits.

On the mountain peak, there was actually an ancient pool no more than ten feet square.

The pool did not contain water, but was churning with Chaos-colored liquid, within which the universe was evolving and creation was being born and destroyed.

"Qiankun Creation Pool!"

Ye Wuchen cried out in shock, his eyes full of wild joy.

This was precisely the top-tier Opportunity for the Qiankun Sacred Body he cultivated; if he could bathe in this pool, his Qiankun Sacred Body would surely undergo a massive transformation.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One powerful aura after another rapidly converged toward this place from all directions of the Secret Realm.

In just a few moments, dozens of prodigies had gathered on the mountain peak.

The Wuji Sword Son of the Wuji Sword Sect was prominently among them.

In addition, there were several top figures whose auras were not at all weaker than Ye Wuchen's, possessing the "Quasi-Emperor Posture" or even the "great emperor talent."

Everyone stared fixedly at that Qiankun Creation Pool, their eyes filled with greed and wariness.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

A great battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Ye Yun pulled back the eager Ye Wuchen beside him and shook his head slightly at him.

He chose to retreat to the side, sitting cross-legged on an unremarkable green stone to rest his eyes, appearing as if he didn't care about the supreme Opportunity before him at all.

"No rush."

"Let them fight first."

Ye Yun's yielding posture made all the prodigies present breathe a sigh of relief, but at the same time, they felt a hint of contempt.

"I thought this Ye Family Imperial Scion was so domineering, but it turns out he's just someone who bullies the weak and fears the strong."

"Hehe, facing so many Grotto-Heaven Realm experts, what can he, a mere Guiyi Realm, possibly do?"

The Wuji Sword Son sneered even more, the disdain in his eyes completely undisguised.

After a brief standoff, someone finally couldn't hold back.

"Such an Opportunity belongs to the capable!"

A Prodigy with a violent aura and a Saint Body took the lead, turning into a streak of light and lunging straight for the Creation Pool.

His movement instantly ignited the powder keg.

"Don't even think about it!"

"Get lost!"

A chaotic battle erupted completely.

Dozens of top prodigies fought for themselves, as the light of Divine Abilities and Laws collided frantically here.

Some sacrificed ancient Saint Weapons, some manifested supreme Divine Abilities, and some summoned phantoms of Primordial Vicious Beasts.

The entire mountain peak turned into a purgatory of Laws, with space constantly shattering and reforming, a terrifying sight.

Ye Yun continued to watch from the sidelines with a calm expression, as if this chaotic battle between the top prodigies of the Eastern Dao Province was just a boring farce.

The chaotic battle lasted for several hours.

Prodigies were constantly eliminated amidst screams, suffering heavy injuries and retreating in a sorry state.

The number of people in the field grew smaller and smaller; those remaining were all truly top-tier figures.

It was at this moment that Ye Wuchen, who had been patiently waiting, had a flash of sharp light in his eyes.

Now is the time!

He spotted a moment when everyone's old strength had just been spent and their new strength had yet to be born, and he struck boldly.

"Qiankun Seal!"

Ye Wuchen roared, the power of his Qiankun Sacred Body exploding fully as a massive dharma seal condensed behind him, carrying a terrifying power that could suppress all things as it pushed across the center of the battlefield.

All the fighting prodigies were forced back by this seal, which forcibly carved out a path to the Creation Pool in the middle of the chaotic battlefield.

Ye Wuchen's figure moved with unstoppable momentum.

However, just as his fingertips were about to touch that Chaos-colored pool water and seize this supreme Opportunity.

A sudden change occurred.

"Do it!"

The Wuji Sword Son said coldly.

Several prodigies who had been plotting on the side for a long time launched their killing moves from blind spots at the same time.

Their target was not Ye Wuchen's life.

But rather his dao foundation and his Saint Body Origin.

A sword light specifically meant to sever the Divine Soul.

A divine net to block off any retreat.

A beam of light that could directly strike the Saint Body Origin.

"Not good!"

Ye Wuchen was greatly shocked; caught off guard, he forcibly twisted his body, attempting to evade this lethal encirclement.

But he was ultimately a step too slow.

Puchi!

Although he avoided the sword strike aimed at his Divine Soul, he was trapped by the divine net, and the beam of light struck him immediately after.

Ye Wuchen let out a pained groan, his entire body feeling as if it had been struck by lightning.

He could clearly feel that his Saint Body Origin had been damaged.

"Hahaha! Ye Wuchen, you're finished!"

The Wuji Sword Son laughed loudly as he looked at the tottering figure.

However, before his laughter could fade.

Killing intent enveloped the entire field.

Everyone felt a chill in their hearts.

They looked in horror toward the source of that killing intent.

That youth who had been sitting cross-legged on the green stone all along, appearing indifferent to everything.

Ye Yun slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze no longer held its previous calm and indifference.

Only icy killing intent remained.

Ye Yun felt extremely helpless in his heart; he had originally wanted to preserve a portion of his strength to see if he could compete for the Great Emperor Taichu's Legacy.

He hadn't expected the Wuji Sword Son to secretly collude with a group of prodigies to launch a sneak attack.

He took a step forward, his figure instantly appearing in front of Ye Wuchen, supporting his body which was about to collapse.

"Imperial Scion... I..." Ye Wuchen looked at him, his eyes full of guilt.

"It's fine."

Ye Yun's voice was calm.

He gently placed Ye Wuchen on the ground and then slowly stood up straight.

His gaze swept over the Wuji Sword Son and the several prodigies who had participated in the sneak attack, deeply engraving their faces into his mind one by one.

He wasted no words.

He simply moved.

He took a step forward, walking directly toward those prodigies.

"Seeking death!"

A Prodigy with a Quasi-Emperor Posture who had participated in the sneak attack saw Ye Yun actually dare to step forward; he gave a furious shout and sacrificed his Saint Weapon, intending to suppress and kill him.

However, Ye Yun didn't even spare him a glance.

He simply raised a hand and pointed casually.

A seemingly ordinary Sword Qi shot out from his fingertip.

Puchi.

All of that Prodigy's defenses and protective Divine Abilities were like paper before this Sword Qi.

The light in his eyes rapidly dimmed.

His dao foundation was completely destroyed by this single finger.

A future Quasi-Emperor was thus reduced to a useless person.

Ye Yun's footsteps did not stop; he walked toward the next person.

The remaining prodigies were terrified and one after another sacrificed their strongest life-saving trump cards.

However, before Ye Yun, all of this was in vain.

One after another, top prodigies who were enough to stir up storms in the outside world had their dao foundations casually crippled by him, stepped underfoot like ants.

Led by the Wuji Sword Son, those with the "great emperor talent" no longer had any Battle Intent; they burned their essence blood to escape.

But how could Ye Yun let them have their way?

Punish Heaven, Guiyi, and Sever Self—the three swords were unleashed together, followed by the Light of the Epoch.

However, those few prodigies with great emperor talent had too many trump cards; Ye Yun ultimately couldn't keep them all, only managing to use Myriad Things Born to detain a Prodigy from a declining Imperial Clan.

But now, this declining Imperial Clan would have no chance for a resurgence.

The battle was over.

The entire mountain peak was a mess.

The surviving prodigies were as quiet as cicadas in winter.

They looked at the white-robed youth, their eyes full of fear.

Ye Yun surveyed the field and arrived before that Qiankun Creation Pool.

He swept his gaze over every Prodigy.

His voice resounded throughout the field.

"This Legacy, our Ye Family wants it."

His voice paused, carrying a domineering tone.

"Who else wants to come?"