555: Chapter 555

The eerie Origin was completely suppressed and extinguished.

The residual Saint Dao aura before the canyon slowly dissipated.

The various prodigies who had been crowding together to fight for the Legacy just moments ago were now in no hurry to step forward.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on that young man.

The woman gripped her short blade, looked at the shriveled corpse on the ground that had lost its eerie support, and then looked at Qin Yun. The wariness in the depths of her eyes had completely turned into solemnity.

She walked forward and stopped a zhang away.

“Lu Cheng is dead.”

“He died here, so the matters within the Secret Realm are finished, but the trouble outside has only just begun.”

The woman's voice was crisp, without any unnecessary pleasantries.

“He has someone in the God Realm backing him. As soon as the exit of the Secret Realm opens, the other party will certainly strike. You cannot withstand it alone.”

Qin Yun did not argue.

He stood in place, and using this brief interval, his Divine Thought had already sunk into his body.

The prototype of his new Physique was no longer as blurry as before; the Solar Holy Body, Desolate Ancient Bloodline, Supreme Power, and Grandmist Aura were beginning to converge.

The outline of the Taihuang Holy Venerable Sun Body had already been established.

The residual power of the Ancient Saint absorbed just now, along with the Yang-attribute Origin before the stone gate and the feedback from the formation of his Physique, directly broke through the Realm barrier.

Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Spiritual Qi surged through his Meridians, undergoing a qualitative change.

But his mind remained clear.

Above the Heavenly Spirit Realm is the Three Origins Realm.

Above the Three Origins Realm is the Guiyi Realm.

Further up is the Grotto-Heaven Realm.

And finally, the God Realm.

The God Realm stood behind Lu Cheng.

Going head-to-head would be seeking death.

Qin Yun withdrew his Divine Thought, looked at the woman before him, and spoke very directly.

“I will go with you.”

There was no bargaining, and no putting on airs.

When it was time to borrow influence, he was never pretentious.

A flash of admiration crossed the woman's eyes.

There are many who do not fear death, but few who possess both a sharp edge and the wisdom to know when to advance or retreat.

“Good.”

The woman nodded.

“When we head out in a moment, follow me closely.”

The remaining Cultivators from all sides began to gather toward the Secret Realm's exit.

No one mentioned Lu Cheng anymore, and no one dared to eye that Legacy again.

The woman secretly signaled her subordinates, and the team immediately tightened, unobtrusively shielding Qin Yun in the middle.

The formation runes at the exit began to light up.

After a bout of dizziness, everyone stepped onto the ground outside the Secret Realm once more.

The air outside felt somewhat heavy.

The Flying Boats of various major powers hung in mid-air, and several majestic God Realm pressures intertwined, blanketing the entire exit area.

A black-robed man stood at the very front, his gaze quickly scanning the emerging crowd.

Lu Cheng was not there.

More than half of the War Slaves and followers Lu Cheng had taken inside were dead.

As soon as the remaining few appeared, they were immediately snatched up from a distance by the black-robed man.

Soul Search.

The black-robed man didn't ask a single question, directly probing into one person's Sea of Consciousness.

The War Slave let out a miserable scream, bleeding from all seven orifices, and collapsed on the spot.

The black-robed man whipped his head around.

His gaze pierced through the crowd, accurately locking onto Qin Yun, who was standing in the woman's team.

The remnant trace of the mark Lu Cheng had left in Qin Yun's Sea of Consciousness had ultimately left a clue.

“A War Slave devouring his master.”

The black-robed man's voice was freezing cold.

“You dared to touch my family's Young Lord.”

Before his voice had even faded, he raised his right hand and struck down with a palm.

A massive black palm print instantly formed, crashing down toward the top of Qin Yun's head.

The surrounding Cultivators retreated violently, fearing they would be caught in the aftershocks.

Just as the palm print was about to fall.

Another surge of Qi soared into the sky from the side.

Bang.

The black palm print was sliced to pieces in mid-air by a cyan sword light.

Air currents billowed.

A cyan-robed old man appeared in front of the woman, his face lean and refined, holding half a sword seal in his hand.

The God Realm powerhouse behind the woman.

The black-robed man's eyes sharpened.

“Old Monster Qingmu, you intend to protect him?”

“He killed my Young Lord and disgraced my Orthodoxy's face. Today, whoever blocks me shall die.”

The cyan-robed old man did not back down.

“This person has now joined my Sect.”

“The rules of the Secret Realm are that life and death are up to fate. Since he has come out, I cannot let you kill a member of my Sect in front of me.”

Two God Realm pressures collided violently in mid-air.

The rocks on the ground crumbled inch by inch.

No one dared to make a sound.

The confrontation lasted for dozens of breaths.

Finally, the black-robed man withdrew his hand.

There were too many witnesses here, the Secret Realm had just closed, and too many Orthodoxies were involved; a full-scale war was not wise.

“Fine.”

The black-robed man stared at Qin Yun, memorizing this face.

“We will settle this account slowly.”

He flicked his sleeve, turned with the remaining people, stepped onto the Flying Boat, and departed through the air.

The grudge was officially established.

Lu Cheng's side put Qin Yun on their must-kill list, and the Sect behind the woman was also completely dragged into this storm.

As the storm slightly subsided.

Qin Yun walked up to the woman and made a request.

“Help me watch over the Yuntian Sect.”

The other party couldn't touch him for now, so they would most likely vent their anger on his place of Origin.

The Yuntian Sect had helped him, so he couldn't just ignore them.

The woman thought for a moment.

“I will do my best.”

She didn't make any absolute promises; after all, they were facing an Orthodoxy with a God Realm expert.

Qin Yun nodded in acceptance.

With this assurance, the Yuntian Sect would at least not be directly flattened in the short term.

The Flying Boat ascended, and Qin Yun followed the woman's party away.

Standing on the deck, the old man in the ring suddenly spoke via transmission.

“Kid, let me tell you some good news.”

The old man's tone held a hint of ease.

“I managed to snag a bit of that Ancient Saint Residual Power in the Secret Realm. My current state has stabilized, and I won't need to drain your Spiritual Qi anymore.”

“I can even absorb Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi on my own to recover.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The hidden drain was removed.

His true Cultivation speed could finally be unleashed.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye.

During these six months, Qin Yun never left the back mountain of the woman's Sect.

Without the old man's diversion of Spiritual Qi, and with the continuous feedback from his gains in the Secret Realm.

His cultivation level rose all the way.

Early Stage Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Late Stage Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Until he broke through the bottleneck and stepped into the Three Origins Realm.

The power of the Taihuang Holy Venerable Sun Body began to truly manifest.

With every breath, he could draw in the Pure Yang Power from the surrounding world.

His Physical Body strength far exceeded Holy Bodies of the same level; he could even resist Magic Treasures with his bloodline power alone.

However, the outside world was not peaceful during these six months.

The friction between the woman's Sect and the Orthodoxy behind Lu Cheng continued to escalate.

From small-scale resource disputes to the slaughter of Outer Sect Disciples.

Both sides were testing boundaries, and the enmity grew deeper and deeper.

While Qin Yun was Cultivating in the back mountain, he was actually always at the center of the storm.

The Yuntian Sect was temporarily safe.

The woman's side had indeed kept their promise, sending people to guard the vicinity of the Yuntian Sect, buying Qin Yun half a year of growth time.

But Lu Cheng's Sect changed their strategy.

If they couldn't kill Qin Yun, they would cut off his roots.

If they couldn't touch the main target hiding in a large Sect, they would go and crush the Yuntian Sect.

As the friction intensified, the woman's Sect also encountered trouble.

Multiple resource points were attacked, and powerhouses were needed to guard both the interior and exterior.

The manpower originally sent to guard the Yuntian Sect was gradually reassigned.

They could no longer cover everything.

On this day, an urgent message was sent back to the back mountain.

There was trouble in the direction of the Yuntian Sect.

People from Lu Cheng's Sect began to gather in large numbers toward the Yuntian Sect area.

The lowest among those taking action were in the Grotto-Heaven Realm.

There was even a high possibility of a God Realm expert backing them up.

After reading the urgent message, Qin Yun crushed the transmission talisman.

He stood up and packed his things.

He could stay no longer.

The woman's Sect had done its best; next, it was his turn to shoulder the burden.

“I am going back.”

Qin Yun's tone left no room for discussion.

The old man in the ring sighed.

“Kid, has your head gone hot? You're only in the Three Origins Realm, while the opponents are Grotto-Heaven, or even God Realm.”

“Going back is seeking death.”

“So what? What is there for a Cultivator of my generation to fear?”

The old man did not try to persuade him further.

He remained silent for a long time.

“Fine.”

The old man's voice became serious.

“I will teach you a secret technique.”

“The Yangchen Technique.”

“Remember, this is not a cultivation method; it is a trump card for risking your life.”

An obscure formula was transmitted into Qin Yun's Sea of Consciousness.

The old man continued to explain.

“This technique draws the solar power of heaven and earth into the body.”

“Using your Physical Body and the prototype of the Taihuang Holy Venerable Sun Body as a conduit, you will forcibly receive the purest Yang Chen Power for a short time.”

“It can allow you to briefly leap across Realm barriers and boost your combat power.”

“Ordinary Cultivators cannot use this method; they would be burned to ash by the Yang fire the moment they touched it. Your Physique is special, so you can barely endure it.”

The old man paused, his tone becoming heavier.

“The price is immense.”

“The duration is only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.”

“The impact on the Physical Body is extremely strong; your Meridians and Origin will bear an overloaded pressure.”

“Once it gets out of control, the prototype of your new Physique that you worked so hard to condense might be directly destroyed by this power.”

“Whether to use it or not is your choice.”