492: Chapter 492 The Heavenly Emperor (57)

"Eat me."

As these three words fell, the clamor, screams, and frantic fleeing within the precious hall all vanished.

Every surviving Prodigy froze in that moment.

Some had not heard clearly and were left with faces full of confusion.

Others had heard it clearly but thought they had misheard.

Ye Yun stood before Xiang Tian, saying nothing.

Once the Origin of the Heavenly Tyrant Body was extracted, Xiang Tian's Physical Body, Divine Soul, and dao foundation would all disintegrate.

He would not even have a chance at Reincarnation to cultivate again.

Total annihilation.

"What is he saying..."

Someone in the crowd muttered.

A fellow disciple nearby clamped a hand over his mouth and shook their head.

Ye Yun remained silent.

Boom!

Above, the celestial emperor remains erupted again.

With a sweep of its palm, the stone wall on the south side of the hall exploded, and rubble rained down upon the crowd like raindrops.

Three Prodigies from the Western Heavenly Court could not dodge in time; they were pierced by the rubble and died on the spot.

Fresh blood splattered onto Ye Yun's face.

He did not move.

"Ye Yun!"

East Emperor's voice was hoarse to the extreme; he shouted toward this side while dodging the aftershocks.

"What are you still waiting for! If you don't act now, we will all die here!"

"He already told you to eat him, so just eat! One person's life in exchange for everyone else's—can't you do the math!"

Ye Yun still did not move.

He looked at Xiang Tian.

Xiang Tian was looking at him too.

Xiang Tian smiled.

His smile was open and honest, exactly like the one he wore when he lay on the ground after being exhausted from practicing punches at the Hegemon Palace.

"I know what you are thinking."

Xiang Tian's voice was not loud, but it was very steady.

"You feel you owe me. You think I am doing this for your sake."

He shook his head.

"You are overthinking it."

Xiang Tian looked up, glanced at the dome of the hall, then lowered his head to look at his own hands, which were covered in knife scars and calluses from punching.

"Brother Yun, do you know how the Three Thousand Dao Provinces evaluate our Heavenly Tyrant Body lineage?"

Ye Yun did not answer.

"They say the Heavenly Tyrant Body is the shadow of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body."

"The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body has produced too many heroes like Desolate Heaven, who went on expeditions beyond the realm and turned the tide. And the Heavenly Tyrant Body? Every era, they jump out to compete with the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, and once the competition is over, they shrink back, contributing nothing to the Three Thousand Dao Provinces."

"Are they right or not?"

Xiang Tian asked and answered himself.

"Right."

"We haven't produced a single tangible achievement."

His tone was flat; it did not sound like self-mockery, but rather like stating a fact he had long since come to terms with.

"Look at our Heavenly Tyrant Body lineage again."

"We only know how to fight."

"Fighting the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, fighting others, fighting ourselves."

"When we win, we brag; when we lose, we go back and train hard, and once we finish training, we fight again."

"Besides fighting, we have done nothing."

The hall was very quiet.

Even those Prodigies who had previously suffered a mental breakdown had now forgotten to cry, staring blankly at the black-clad youth who was covered in blood yet smiling with such serenity.

"So, when people say the Heavenly Tyrant Body is inferior to the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, I accept it."

"Even if I don't accept it ten thousand times over, I have to. Because the things you risk your lives to carry, we have never carried a single one."

Xiang Tian withdrew his gaze and looked back at Ye Yun.

His gaze had changed.

It was no longer the pure competitive spirit from before.

It was a kind of incomparable firmness.

"But today is different."

"Today, I, Xiang Tian, will clear the name of the Heavenly Tyrant Body lineage for once."

"What your Desolate Ancient Sacred Body lineage can do, my Heavenly Tyrant Body lineage can also do."

"If you dare to risk your lives to carry it, I dare to as well."

His voice rose sharply.

"One life in exchange for the lives of an entire generation of Prodigies in the Three Thousand Dao Provinces—this trade is worth it!"

As his voice fell.

Xiang Tian did not wait for Ye Yun's response.

He closed his eyes.

Hum!

The Origin of the Heavenly Tyrant Body was actively pushed to its limit by him.

Bronze-colored divine radiance erupted from within his body, more brilliant than in any previous battle.

Then, that divine radiance began to shatter.

Starting from his feet.

His bronze skin disintegrated inch by inch, turning into wisps of pure Qi and blood power.

After those Qi and blood powers left his body, they did not dissipate into the Void Realm, but instead, as if possessing sentience, automatically surged toward Ye Yun, drilling into his pores and merging with his flesh and blood.

His legs.

His waist and abdomen.

His chest.

Xiang Tian's body was dissipating rapidly.

The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body within Ye Yun let out a violent roar at this moment.

The moment the Origin of the Heavenly Tyrant Body surged in, he understood.

Everything Xiang Tian said was true.

The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body and the Heavenly Tyrant Body are of the same Origin and complementary; they are two sides of the same coin.

For the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, the Origin of the Heavenly Tyrant Body is the most perfect catalyst.

Even more compatible than the primordial sacred fluid.

That final barrier, which had troubled him for countless years, began to loosen under the infusion of the Origin of the Heavenly Tyrant Body.

Cracks spread.

Shattering.

Collapsing.

Ye Yun's Qi and blood surged crazily, and golden Holy Light overflowed from his body, dyeing the surrounding space of several zhang golden.

The intensity of that aura made all the top Prodigies, including East Emperor and Wuji Sword Son, feel incredibly alarmed.

Only the part of Xiang Tian's body above the chest remained.

His arms had already vanished, and below his shoulders was nothingness.

But his face still wore a smile.

His gaze swept through the crowd.

He searched around.

He found her.

In a corner, Su Wan lay beside a broken stone pillar, her face pale, eyes wide open, tears flowing down uncontrollably.

She looked at him.

He looked at her too.

Xiang Tian's lips moved; he wanted to say something, but in the end, he did not speak.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Ye Yun one last time.

"Brother Yun."

His voice was already very soft, so soft that only Ye Yun could hear it.

"I'm counting on you."

"You must break through the Restriction and take everyone out."

He paused.

"And."

"Protect her for me."

The instant his voice fell.

The last wisp of bronze light dissipated from the center of his brow.

Xiang Tian's body completely vanished from between heaven and earth.

Not even a speck of dust was left behind.

Inside the hall, there was silence.

Su Wan's mouth was open, but no sound came out.

Her hand reached out into mid-air, grasping at nothingness.

She grasped nothing.

Ye Yun closed his eyes.

His body was completely enveloped by the golden Holy Light.

Within his body, the Origin of the Heavenly Tyrant Body was crazily merging with the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

Golden Qi and blood surged like the sea, one wave higher than the next.

The final barrier was disintegrating bit by bit.

The celestial emperor remains did not stop.

It did not care who was dead or who was alive.

It punched out, and another area was razed to the ground.

The remaining Prodigies fled in all directions like ants; some had even given up struggling and knelt on the ground, waiting for death.

Su Wan was still lying in the corner; her previous injuries made her almost unable to move.

The next attack from the celestial emperor remains affected the area where she was.

A Southern Heavenly Court Prodigy with great emperor talent stood in front, condensing all their Law power into a barrier.

Boom!

The barrier shattered; the Prodigy's chest was pierced by the aftershock, and they flew out, slamming into the hall wall, dying instantly.

Su Wan and several Prodigies beside her were knocked several zhang away, spitting blood, their breaths as thin as silk.

The celestial emperor remains raised its foot.

The next step would land on their heads.

Bang.

A golden figure stood in front of everyone.

A fist met the falling withered giant foot.

Fist and foot collided.

Rumble!

The entire precious hall shook violently under this strike.

The body of the celestial emperor remains staggered backward two steps.

All the Prodigies in the hall were stunned.

That North Sea Heavenly Emperor remains, which no one could block from the beginning, had been... knocked back by a single punch.

The person who made the move stood before the crowd.

Golden Holy Light surrounded their entire body, and their Qi and blood power was surging to the extreme.

Thick, domineering, and pure.

He spoke in a low voice.

"Someone once said, you cannot die."

As his voice fell, he raised his fist and struck out again.

One punch.

The pure power of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, wrapped in majestic golden Qi and blood, collided head-on with the attack of the celestial emperor remains.

Boom!

The celestial emperor remains was shaken back several steps by this punch, and a corner of its tattered imperial robe shattered.

Ye Yun's feet sank three inches into the ground, but his figure did not move a single bit.

All the Prodigies were stunned.

The celestial emperor remains, which could not be shaken a breath ago, was now actually knocked back head-on by Ye Yun.

Pure Physical Body power.

East Emperor's Heaven-Chasing Saint Eye flickered wildly; he stared fixedly at the golden Holy Light on Ye Yun's body, his voice trembling.

"This aura..."

The long sword in Wuji Sword Son's hand was humming, and his hand was also trembling.

That Southern Heavenly Court youth with the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body knelt on the ground, his expression horrified, his lips trembling as he squeezed out three words.

"Major... Major Achievement..."

At this point, everyone understood.

The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, Major Achievement.