# Chapter 1591: Heavenly Calamity Descends
Yun Che's tone was clearly extremely calm, but the words he spoke caused all these Yun Clan experts to deeply furrow their brows.
“Heh…” Yun Xiang laughed. At this moment, he suddenly felt how ridiculous his previous explanations and continuous “retreats” had been. The anger on his face was gone, replaced only by contempt and disgust: “You? A mere Divine King?”
“Saving Shang’er is not a reason for you to run wild here.” The Yun Clan Second Elder Yun Fu said with furrowed brows, “You should be grateful that the Clan Master is broad-minded and a man who remembers kindness. Otherwise, any single sentence you just spoke would have earned you severe punishment.”
“For the last time… get the hell out of here right now!”
Boom!
Profound energy was released, spreading ripples like water waves in the space of the ancestral temple. It seemed that if Yun Che and Qianye Ying’er hesitated any longer, they would attack without further mercy.
“Qianying,” Yun Che said in a low voice, “kill…”
Boom!!! Crack!!!
An enormous thunderclap suddenly came from outside, accompanied by a heaven-shattering spatial tremor and a chaotic cacophony of startled cries.
The twenty-two Divine Sovereigns in the ancestral temple all immediately rose to their feet. Yun Xiang said sharply, “Someone is forcefully breaking through the Thunder Domain!”
“No… they’ve already broken through.” Yun Ting said, “And this aura…”
“The Thunder Domain is being interfered with,” the Grand Supreme Elder’s aged voice rang out heavily. “It’s the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Clan.”
“Wh… what!” Yun Xiang, along with all the elders, was greatly alarmed.
“No, it’s not just the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Clan.” Yun Ting turned around, his hands slowly clenching into fists. “There’s also the Nine Radiance Heavenly Palace.”
At that moment, a soul-shaking voice carried the might of a Divine Sovereign… a peak Divine Sovereign, arriving from afar: “Clan Master Yun Ting, Nine Radiance specially comes to visit. Please grant us the honor of a meeting.”
“Th… this is! The Nine Radiance Palace Master!”
This voice, and this terrifying spiritual pressure—the one who had arrived was none other than the Chief Palace Master of the Nine Radiance Heavenly Palace—Nine Radiance Heavenly Venerable!
“Is it about the Holy Cloud Ancient Pill again?” Yun Xiang said through gritted teeth.
“With such a grand display, I’m afraid it’s not just the Holy Cloud Ancient Pill.” Yun Ting sighed heavily, his heart filled with bitterness. “With only seven days left before our deadline, there will always be those who can’t resist getting a big haul before then… Let’s go out. The three Supreme Elders, please come as well.”
Ordinarily, he almost never mobilized the power of the three Supreme Elders, but today, he took the initiative to suggest it.
“Clan Master, are you going to…” All the elders cried out in alarm. Given Yun Ting’s physical condition, using his full strength consumed not only profound energy but also his life.
Yun Ting waved his hand: “The strength of the Nine Radiance Heavenly Venerable far exceeds your expectations. And there’s also the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Clan. If I don’t act today, I’m afraid we won’t even hold on until the deadline… Enough said. Let’s go.”
They had seen the dazzling hope on Yun Shang’s body with their own eyes, and then, with their own hands, they had completely extinguished that hope.
The gloom, guilt, and sense of sin from that hope suddenly shattering made him somewhat disheartened.
They no longer cared about Yun Che and Qianye Ying’er, nor even about Yun Shang. They all soared into the air and left the ancestral temple.
Yun Che did not move. With no outsiders present, under the surging Light Profound Force, the wounds on Yun Shang’s body and profound veins were healing at a rate far beyond normal. Yun Shang’s complexion gradually lost its ghastly pallor, but she remained deeply unconscious and could not wake up.
Qianye Ying’er stood quietly to the side, watching silently… She was very certain that when Yun Che used Life Miracle to restore her profound veins, he had never been so focused and attentive.
Above the Tiangang Cloud Clan, several hundred figures now floated in the air. The number was not large, but every single one of them possessed astonishing auras. Among them, the auras of Divine Sovereigns numbered as many as thirty, exceeding the total of the Tiangang Cloud Clan.
Especially the two at the forefront—their pressure that solidified space was that of peak Divine Sovereigns!
And these figures were not only human shadows. Above the Thunder Domain behind them, massive dragon silhouettes coiled and circled, some a thousand zhang long, others ten thousand zhang. Lightning flashed around them. As they danced and circled, they forcibly carved a passage through the Tiangang Cloud Clan’s protective Thunder Domain, allowing even ordinary mortals to pass through safely.
In the Thousand Wastelands Realm, the faction most adept at lightning power was by no means the Tiangang Cloud Clan, but the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Clan. Their clan’s Wasteland Heaven Demon Thunder could be called the strongest thunder power beneath the King Realms of the Northern Divine Region without exaggeration.
Interfering with the Tiangang Cloud Clan’s protective Thunder Domain was a trivial matter for them.
“Clan Master Yun, long time no see. I hope you’ve been well.” Nine Radiance Heavenly Venerable was dressed in a black robe, with long hair and a long beard. His expression was gentle, and he appeared quite otherworldly.
Yun Ting, however, ignored him and instead glared angrily at the purple-robed man beside him: “Huang Ji! Our two clans have had a friendship spanning over a hundred thousand years. In the Thousand Wastelands Realm, anyone can step on our Tiangang Cloud Clan, but you are the only one without that qualification! For you to come uninvited with such a grand display today—could it be that you’ve come to visit this old friend who is on the brink of death?”
Huang Ji, the Dragon Lord of the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Clan, was also the strongest dragon in the Thousand Wastelands Realm.
“Heh heh,” the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Lord smiled faintly, neither ashamed nor angry: “Clan Master Yun, this Dragon Lord’s visit today is merely to accompany the Nine Radiance Heavenly Venerable. Once the Nine Radiance Heavenly Venerable gets what he wishes, this Dragon Lord will naturally withdraw.”
Flat and indifferent—it was the most complete heartlessness. Yun Ting’s expression grew even more desolate. He said coldly, “Good… very good.”
He turned his gaze and said icily, “Nine Radiance Heavenly Venerable, just a single Holy Cloud Ancient Pill, and you are so persistent? Has the resources and shame of your Nine Radiance Heavenly Palace become so lacking?”
“Hahahaha,” Nine Radiance Heavenly Venerable was not angry either. Instead, he laughed heartily… The Tiangang Cloud Clan, nearing their deadline, could only earn their pity and had lost the qualification to make them angry. This was undoubtedly a most sorrowful reality: “Clan Master Yun, you jest. How could a single ancient pill be worth this Venerable personally visiting this land of sin?”
“Besides the Holy Cloud Ancient Pill, this Venerable also wishes to borrow something from Clan Master Yun.” With a smile on his face, Nine Radiance Heavenly Venerable said slowly: “The Cloud Heaven Cauldron.”
“Bastard!” Yun Xiang could no longer restrain himself. He roared in anger, summoning the Heaven Dragon Thunder God Spear in his hand. A dragon’s roar shook the sky, lightning coiled around it, and the spear tip pointed straight upward: “Even if our Tiangang Cloud Clan falls into the dust, that does not give you the right to trample us!”
“Oh?” The Wasteland Heaven Dragon Lord looked sideways: “Isn’t that the dragon spear our clan bestowed upon you back then? And now you dare to point it at this Dragon Lord? Ridiculous!”
What had once been a gift was now referred to as a “bestowal” by him. A black gleam flashed in his eyes, and instantly, the Heaven Dragon Thunder God Spear in Yun Xiang’s hand violently trembled. The dragon’s roar became quivering, and the spear’s might plummeted.
“!” Yun Xiang gritted his teeth fiercely, his hand gripping the spear shaking violently.
“Get lost…” Yun Ting slowly spat out a single word—ruthless, yet powerless.
“Clan Master Yun, you’d better think this through clearly.” Nine Radiance Heavenly Venerable said with a light laugh: “This Venerable and the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Lord have both personally come here today. How could we possibly leave empty-handed?”
“The only one with the authority to sanction our Tiangang Cloud Clan is the Thousand Wastelands Divine Sect.” Yun Ting’s face grew darker with each passing moment: “Aren’t you afraid of offending the Thousand Wastelands Divine Sect by doing this?”
“Well said!” Nine Radiance Heavenly Venerable and the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Lord showed no trace of fear at these words. Instead, they simultaneously revealed mysterious, unfathomable smiles: “Why are we here today? Can’t you, Clan Master Yun, use that brain of yours to think it over carefully?”
Yun Ting was stunned. Then his expression changed drastically, turning from dark blue to deathly pale in an instant: “Could it be… you…”
“Further idle talk is meaningless.” The Grand Supreme Elder spoke with a sigh: “Let’s attack.”
A fierce battle erupted above the Tiangang Cloud Clan.
They had been prepared for a day like this for a long time, but they hadn’t expected it to be today. Even less did they expect that the attackers would not be the Thousand Wastelands Divine Sect, but the Nine Radiance Heavenly Palace and the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Clan.
The Divine Sovereigns of the Nine Radiance Heavenly Palace and the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Clan all charged down in an instant. The moment they clashed, they had already completely suppressed the Divine Sovereigns and elders of the Tiangang Cloud Clan.
Ten thousand years ago, the Tiangang Cloud Clan was a Realm King clan—the undisputed number one overlord. But bearing the name of a sinful clan for ten thousand years, being “imprisoned” in this land of sin, and suffering one brutal sanction after another, they had long since declined completely.
By now, neither the Nine Radiance Heavenly Palace nor the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Clan could they hope to match… let alone both clans arriving together.
“Clan Master Yun, it’s been many years since I last experienced your divine might.” Nine Radiance Heavenly Venerable formed a sword with his fingers and said with a light laugh.
Back when Yun Ting was a supreme Divine Lord, Nine Radiance Heavenly Venerable was still a junior who could only kneel and look up in awe. Yet now, he dared to put on such an arrogant posture before him.
Yun Ting said not a word. A lightning spear appeared in his palm, and purple lightning spread across the sky.
Boom! Rumble!!
The very first instant Yun Ting and Nine Radiance Heavenly Venerable clashed, ten thousand thunderbolts flashed simultaneously in the sky. Black clouds blanketed the heavens, and the space for a hundred li around violently trembled. Heaven and earth churned and changed color continuously.
“Ungrateful wretch… die!” Yun Xiang roared furiously, charging straight at the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Lord.
“Heh, overestimating yourself.” The Wasteland Heaven Dragon Lord glanced downward. His body did not move, but he raised his hand and gently pressed down.
Instantly, a thousand-zhang dragon claw appeared in midair, carrying pitch-black demon thunder as it smashed down toward Yun Xiang.
Where the dragon claw passed, layers of black aura ripples spread across space, and the black lightning seethed like surging ocean waves.
Yun Xiang’s figure halted, but he did not retreat. With a great roar, he released his Arcane Firmament power and charged upward with even greater momentum than before…
Boom!!!
The impact was extremely dull. Beneath the dragon claw, Yun Xiang’s Divine Sovereign aura shattered like crushed foam, vanishing without a trace. His entire body, like a falling meteor, plummeted downward and slammed heavily into the ground.
Yun Xiang—an eighth-level Divine Sovereign, additionally possessing blue Tiangang Divine Power, and overall strength second only to Clan Master Yun Ting in the Tiangang Cloud Clan—had been thoroughly defeated in a single strike from the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Lord!
The entire Tiangang Cloud Clan was shocked beyond measure. Before they could even cry out in alarm, the shattered ground suddenly exploded. Yun Xiang’s figure shot out like thunder, charging at the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Lord again with a heaven-shaking roar and murderous aura.
But… his figure had barely risen ten zhang when the dragon claw, its power not yet spent, slammed down again violently.
Boom!!!!
The Heaven Dragon Thunder God Spear flew from his hand. Under the terrifying black lightning, his robes shattered, and his entire body burst with blood. Like a torn blood bag, he flew sideways, crashing ten li away… His whole body convulsed, but he failed to stand up immediately. Clearly, he had suffered severe injuries.
“Xiang’er!!”
“Lord Yun Xiang!!”
This scene nearly shattered the faith of most Yun Clan members. Yun Ting roared, distracted for a moment, and was struck directly in the chest by the Nine Radiance Sword Formation. A blood arrow streaked through the sky, and he tumbled downward.
“Clan Master!!” The roars from all directions grew even more desperate and heart-wrenching.
Nine Radiance Heavenly Venerable did not pursue. He turned his gaze toward the Tiangang Cloud Clan’s ancestral temple and said to the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Lord: “There—that is the Tiangang Cloud Clan’s ancestral temple. The Holy Cloud Ancient Pill and the Cloud Heaven Cauldron must surely be there as well.”
“How… dare you!!” The Nine Radiance Heavenly Venerable’s voice caused Yun Ting’s pupils to contract, because their clan’s most important treasure, the Cloud Heaven Cauldron, was indeed beneath the ancestral temple.
He soared upward, but the moment his profound energy surged, his face turned white, and he spat out more than a dozen mouthfuls of fresh blood.
“Heh, it seems the Heavenly Venerable was right.” The Wasteland Heaven Dragon Lord chuckled lightly. He raised his arm, and the illusionary yet real thousand-zhang dragon claw smashed fiercely toward the ancestral temple.
“Stop… stop it!!” Yun Ting sprayed blood and howled in rage… but he was utterly powerless to stop it.
Boom!!
An air explosion shook the sky. Ancient stones flew everywhere. The ancestral temple collapsed and shattered in an instant beneath the dragon claw.
But at that moment, the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Lord’s smile suddenly froze.
Beneath the collapsed ancient temple, three figures appeared. A man stood with his back to everyone, holding an unconscious young girl in his arms. A veiled woman leaned against a stone pillar, her posture elegant and lazy.
The dragon claw that had easily routed Yun Xiang came to a dead halt above them, as if deliberately stopping… But only the Wasteland Heaven Dragon Lord knew that his dragon claw had suddenly struck an invisible barrier. No matter what, it could not advance even half a step further.
Even the pressure and destructive power on the dragon claw were completely blocked, unable to release even the slightest bit.