522: Chapter 522 The Heavenly Emperor (87)

The old man looked at Ye Yun, a spark of light flickering in his eyes.

"The reason the Saint Clan is 'unkillable' is because their core Origin has developed a distorted symbiosis with the Laws of this world. Ordinary Emperor Dao Laws simply cannot completely erase them."

"Only a complete Heart Sword can sever this symbiosis and thoroughly purge them from the level of Laws."

"Ye Yun, that Heart Sword Legacy you possess, whose Origin is unknown, is precisely the missing core part. Only when it merges with the part from the Ancestral Court's Legacy will it become the complete Heart Sword."

He looked at Ye Yun, his expression turning solemn.

"But your current strength is not enough."

"Although you have achieved Major Achievement in your Dual Saint Body, your cultivation has not yet reached the peak. Facing a Heavenly Emperor-level Saint Clan member like the Abyss Lord, you have no chance of winning."

"Therefore, you must return to the Ancestral Court with us."

Senior Murong made a decision.

"We will utilize the final Foundations of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces and help you comprehend the complete Heart Sword to charge toward a higher Realm at all costs."

"This is the final chance for the Three Thousand Dao Provinces."

...

Ancestral Court.

When Ye Yun followed Senior Murong and stepped into this Forbidden Ground, the sight before him left him stunned.

There was no swirling Immortal Qi as he had imagined, nor were there any magnificent halls.

This place was more like an ancient cemetery forgotten by time.

Broken stone tablets, weathered statues, and withered ancient trees.

The entire space was filled with an aura of senescence and the passage of time.

In the air, there were only a few wisps of aura, each one unfathomably powerful yet extremely weak, with withered blood and Qi, like flickering candles about to burn out.

They were the guardians of the Ancestral Court and the final barrier of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces.

They had spent their entire lives on the front lines of resisting the Eerie.

A sense of respect welled up in Ye Yun's heart.

At that moment, he felt a familiar aura of the same Origin.

That aura was vast and pure.

It was the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

And it was... Transcendent!

Ye Yun's footsteps stopped, and he looked toward the source of that aura.

On a patch of withered yellow grass, an old man sat cross-legged.

He wore coarse hemp clothes, had an ordinary face, and his eyes were closed, but the pressure of the Transcendent Sacred Body he emitted still made the Laws of heaven and earth tremble.

"Senior, we have arrived."

Senior Murong bowed respectfully to the old man.

The old man slowly opened his eyes.

In those eyes, endless ages seemed to have settled.

His gaze fell upon Ye Yun and lingered for a long time.

"What a fine junior."

The old man's voice was gentle as he beckoned to Ye Yun.

Ye Yun stepped forward and bowed deeply to this Sacred Body predecessor.

The old man smiled with a gratified expression.

"Speaking of which, you are my successor."

Ye Yun was stunned upon hearing this.

The old man raised his hand and pointed at himself.

"I am the Founder of the Desolate Palace."

This identity caused a great shock in Ye Yun's heart.

The Founder of the Desolate Palace looked at Ye Yun, his eyes gaining a bit more spirit.

He stood up and walked to Ye Yun.

"Child, do you know what is needed to carry the complete Heart Sword?"

He reached out and pressed his hand against Ye Yun's chest.

"It requires a Sword Heart that is most sincere, firm, resolute, and yang. Even more, it requires a Supreme Body strong enough to contain this Sword Heart."

"Your Foundation of Dual Saint Body is unprecedented throughout the ages. But it is still not enough."

"The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body must break through to the Transcendent state."

The voice of the Desolate Palace's founder echoed through this Holy Land.

"From today onward, you shall remain here to cultivate."

"The Ancestral Court will give its all."

...

A mobilization of resources sweeping across the Three Thousand Dao Provinces began.

All surviving Emperor Clans and Sects, upon learning of the Ancestral Court's decision, opened their treasuries without hesitation.

Countless resources that would have caused bloodbaths in the outside world were continuously sent to the Ancestral Court.

All for one person.

All for that final hope.

Ten thousand years in the isolated Ancestral Court seemed to be infinitely stretched.

In the first millennium, under the personal guidance of the Desolate Palace's founder, Ye Yun's understanding of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body reached a higher level.

In the second millennium, under the infusion of massive resources, the Bottleneck of his Desolate Ancient Sacred Body began to loosen.

In the sixth millennium, his Desolate Ancient Sacred Body officially broke through its shackles, reaching the legendary "Transcendent" Realm.

The moment the Transcendent Sacred Body took shape, he felt a resonance between himself and this world; with every movement, he could harness the power of the Great Dao.

From the sixth millennium to the ten-thousandth year, he immersed his entire mind in the comprehension of the Heart Sword.

The Heart Sword fragments from the Ancestral Court and the core part he possessed merged and validated each other.

A supreme sword Dao that had been incomplete for countless eras was gradually perfected in his hands.

At the same moment the Heart Sword reached Perfection, Ye Yun's understanding of sword Dao reached the extreme.

His sword Dao also successfully attained the Dao.

Through ten thousand years of bitter cultivation, his cultivation level steadily rose.

Great Emperor Third Heaven.

Fourth Heaven.

Fifth Heaven.

...

Finally, he stopped at the threshold of the Great Emperor Ninth Heaven.

Peak Great Emperor.

At this moment, Ye Yun possessed the Transcendent Desolate Ancient Sacred Body and the Major Achievement Five Elements Saint Body, mastered the complete Heart Sword, attained the Dao through sword Dao, and even possessed five complete Daos within his body.

With such a profound Foundation, he already possessed the qualifications to charge toward the legendary Heavenly Emperor Realm.

However, during the ten thousand years he spent in seclusion, the situation in the outside world deteriorated rapidly.

In the Southern Dao Province, after the main forces of the allied army withdrew, the defensive line completely collapsed.

In just a few hundred years, it was swallowed by the endless Eerie Black Tide and completely fell.

In the Land of Expedition, the "Pass" guarded by the various emperors could no longer suppress the explosive increase of Fallen Beings within.

A gap was torn open, and more Fallen Ones poured into the Three Thousand Dao Provinces.

The army of Fallen Beings began a full-scale invasion of the remaining Western Dao State.

The battle was fierce.

Ancient orthodoxies were destroyed in the resistance, and Human Race powerhouses fell one after another in bloody battles.

The remaining forces of the Western Heavenly Court, along with all the forces that could still fight, built a final defensive line of flesh and blood at the border of the Western Dao State.

Once this defensive line was breached, the remaining Eastern Dao Province would be left alone and helpless.

The Three Thousand Dao Provinces would have no chance of a comeback.

...

The final day of the ten-thousand-year seclusion.

Ye Yun emerged from his seclusion.

He stood at the peak of the Ancestral Court's mountain; his Peak Great Emperor aura was restrained, making him look like a divine sword hidden in its scabbard—his sharpness concealed, yet possessing a natural majesty.

At the same moment he completed his Breakthrough.

A final distress signal from the front lines of the Western Dao State crossed the endless Void Realm and reached the Ancestral Court.

The Western Dao State's defensive line was about to completely fall.

There was no time to stabilize his Realm.

There was no time to charge toward the Heavenly Emperor Realm.

The current crisis had to be resolved immediately.

The Founder of the Desolate Palace walked up behind him.

The old man had no extra words, only patting his shoulder with a solemn expression filled with expectation.

"Go, Ye Yun."

Ye Yun did not look back.

He only bowed deeply toward this Senior who had guided him for ten thousand years and toward this Holy Land that had exhausted its final Foundations.

Then, he tore through the Void Realm.

Carrying the combat power accumulated over ten thousand years, he set off alone toward the life-and-death front line of the Western Dao State.