# Chapter 1592: Get Down!
"Mm?" Jiuyao Tianzun's gaze sharpened. "At the very least, this is their ancestral shrine. It does have a decent defensive barrier."
"No... it's not a barrier!" Huangtian Dragon Lord's voice had lost its earlier arrogant confidence, now clearly laced with deep shock.
"?" Jiuyao Tianzun snapped his head to the side.
Below, the members of the Yun Clan were also completely stunned. Yun Ting and the others stared in the direction of the ancestral shrine, their eyes filled with astonishment.
In everyone's line of sight, Yun Che stood motionless. Holding Yun Shang with one arm, he slowly raised his right hand and suddenly grabbed backward.
Humm!
In the direction of his palm, space twisted into a rapidly spreading vortex that lashed straight toward the giant dragon claw suspended in the air... In an instant, the thousand-zhang dragon claw violently deformed, each claw finger twisted into a horrifying shape.
"Urgh!" Huangtian Dragon Lord's draconic pupils constricted, but he reacted quickly. With a low roar, demonic lightning reappeared on his claw... Yet the dark lightning flashed for only a single moment before Yun Che's grabbing hand clenched tight.
Crack!!
The five dragon claw fingers, saturated with Divine Lord might, were snapped off midair in the same instant, then violently torn from the claw.
"Ahh!!"
The phantom of the dragon claw scattered in the air. Huangtian Dragon Lord let out a heavy bellow, his body shaking violently as blood sprayed from his right arm.
Although the thousand-zhang dragon claw was only a phantom of power, it was still connected to his life.
He clutched his right arm, his face full of horror. Beside him, Jiuyao Tianzun no longer wore a smile. His eyes narrowed sharply, fixed on Yun Che.
"Ah..." Yun Ting's throat emitted a hoarse moan. He stared wide-eyed at the ancestral shrine, his entire body seeming petrified, the lightning spear in his hand clattering to the ground.
Yun Xiang, who had barely managed to stand upright, also froze there, his eyes staring blankly like a wooden chicken.
"Who are you?" Huangtian Dragon Lord asked in a deep voice, his right arm still throbbing with excruciating pain.
What shocked him the most was that the power that had snapped his dragon claw actually emanated the profound energy aura of the Divine King Realm!
"He's not from the Tiangang Cloud Clan," Jiuyao Tianzun said. Members of the Tiangang Cloud Clan all bore a unique thunder and lightning aura, and Yun Che had none whatsoever.
Moreover, if the Tiangang Cloud Clan truly had such a figure, the Thousand Wasteland Realm would have known long ago.
"Get lost." Yun Che still had his back to them, spitting out a single cold word.
Yun Shang's internal injuries were too severe, and her profound veins were shattered. Even with the Life Miracle, recovery would take considerable time. He did not want to be disturbed.
In this Thousand Wasteland Realm, who would dare say the word "get lost" to the two of them? Their gazes simultaneously turned icy. Jiuyao Tianzun said, "Fellow cultivator, since you are not part of the Tiangang Cloud Clan, you can stand aside. Don't make the foolish decision to throw away your life."
Clearly, Yun Che's act of snapping the dragon claw had greatly intimidated them. Even someone as powerful as Jiuyao Tianzun did not want to tear things apart just yet.
"Leave this place. Don't interfere," Huangtian Dragon Lord said gravely. "I, this Dragon Lord, can pretend nothing happened just now. Otherwise, you won't be able to leave even if you want to!"
Yun Che gently pushed Yun Shang, sending her to Qianye Ying'er's side.
Qianye Ying'er frowned and flicked her finger, causing Yun Shang to land rather unceremoniously at her feet.
She never liked being touched, whether by man or woman.
"Protect her. Within three days, I'll help you recover your Divine Lord status," Yun Che said.
"Heh," Qianye Ying'er laughed coldly. "This little girl has spent less time with you than I have sleeping by your side, yet the difference in treatment is truly disheartening."
Yun Che turned around, slowly floating upward, and cast a cold gaze at Jiuyao Tianzun and Huangtian Dragon Lord.
The air and space suddenly froze. The abrupt shift in atmosphere made the fierce battle, which had not lasted long, unconsciously cool down. Both sides turned their gazes toward the sky.
Especially the Yun Clan members—some exchanged bewildered glances, others were filled with shock, and most were simply dazed and incredulous.
"It seems, fellow cultivator, that you insist on opposing my Jiuyao Heavenly Palace and the Huangtian Dragon Lord?"
Jiuyao Tianzun repeatedly confirmed that the man before him, with a life aura that seemed disturbingly youthful, indeed emanated only the Divine King Realm, Level 10.
"Last chance," Yun Che's gaze was dark and cold, his words somber. "Either leave, or die!"
Ever since returning to the Tiangang Cloud Clan and seeing Yun Shang, Yun Che had been suppressing a seething, boiling rage within him. In his eyes, aside from Yun Shang, all lives were worthless. Whether they lived or died was far less important than Yun Shang's safety.
If Jiuyao Heavenly Palace and the Huangtian Dragon Clan left now, he would not attack or block them. Instead, he would immediately heal Yun Shang.
"Heh." As if hearing a joke, Huangtian Dragon Lord shook his wrist and sneered. "Being able to break this Dragon Lord's dragon shadow is indeed impressive. Unfortunately... you're another fool who doesn't know your own limits, choosing a dead end when a path of life is open."
"Cang Jian," Jiuyao Tianzun said. "Test him."
In an instant, a sword flash streaked across the sky. A human silhouette shot upward, shrouded in dark sword might. A inch-long sword aura swelled to a hundred zhang in the blink of an eye, stabbing straight at Yun Che.
Cangjian Venerable, the Palace Master of Cangjian Palace, one of the nine palaces of Jiuyao Heavenly Palace. Yun Che had heard his name long ago. He was Bei Hanchu's master and the original owner of the Cangtian Sword.
Back then, even at full power, Yun Che at Divine King Realm Level 5 would have almost no chance against him.
But... Yun Che's growth rate was simply too terrifying. In just half a year, for cultivators of a similar level, it was but a fleeting moment with barely any progress. For Yun Che, however, it was enough to change heaven and earth!
Facing Cangjian Venerable's dark sword aura, Yun Che did not move. His gaze did not even shift toward him... even as the attack closed in, it remained so.
"Mm?" Both Jiuyao Heavenly Palace and the Huangtian Dragon Clan were stunned... Was this man a fool?
Cangjian Venerable was an Eighth Level Divine Lord. How terrifying was his sword aura? As it traveled, space split like severed water, stabbing directly at Yun Che in an instant, striking his body.
But instead of the expected explosion or piercing sound, there came... a muffled cracking noise.
The moment the dark sword aura touched Yun Che's body, it shattered... No, more precisely, it disintegrated!
Because what flew off was not broken sword aura fragments, but clearly black powder.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...
Like black water crashing against a boulder that had stood for millennia, the hundred-zhang sword aura crazily crumbled. Cangjian Venerable's charging figure came to an abrupt halt midair. His pupils, once filled with sword might, now widened to nearly fill his entire eye sockets. The sword aura in his hand still pressed against Yun Che's chest... but it was now less than ten zhang long.
"You..." Cangjian Venerable's voice escaped his mouth. He had just witnessed the most terrifying, the most unbelievable sight in his life.
Yun Che's gaze shifted downward slightly, finally looking at him. His right hand slowly rose, pointing at the dark sword aura, and with an extremely casual flick of his finger...
Puff!
The dark sword aura shot backward with violent force, instantly severing Cangjian Venerable's arm and blasting into his chest... before piercing straight through.
The dark sword aura, which had seemed like rotted wood before Yun Che, now transformed as if into a demonic blade of hell at the flick of his finger.
"Ah... ah..." Cangjian Venerable's entire body stiffened. He slowly lowered his head, his rapidly fading pupils staring at his own heart... This was sword aura condensed from his own power, yet it had so easily pierced his own body.
How could there be... such a terrifying, such a ridiculous thing.
Cangjian Venerable's sword aura was condensed from his sword intent, but the main body of its power remained dark profound force.
With the Evil God's dark seed within him, Yun Che was completely unafraid of pure dark profound force. As the power of Dark Eternal Calamity silently grew and subtly influenced him, this fearlessness gradually transformed into suppression... until it became total domination!
And if he were to fully cultivate it... according to Jie Tian Mo Di's own words, it would no longer be mere domination, but a "total control" so terrifying that even the Heavenly Dao would tremble in fear.
Although he was still far from that point, even at this moment, having cultivated Dark Eternal Calamity for less than a year, his unique suppression over cultivators from the Northern Divine Region had become extremely evident.
These Northern Region powerhouses, whose strength was clearly immense and who were top-tier existences in the upper star realms, could no longer make him feel pressured or threatened.
"Cang... Cang Jian!" Jiuyao Tianzun was completely stunned. His shout carried a hoarse, trembling voice.
But Cangjian Venerable gave no response. He stared blankly at his chest, pierced by his own sword aura... Being pierced through the body was by no means a fatal injury for a Divine Lord, but his bodily sensations had clearly disappeared. The last thing he could perceive was his five organs and six viscera turning to powder in the darkness...
Boom!
The dark sword aura vanished. Two massive fountains of blood burst from Cangjian Venerable's chest and back. His entire body, drenched in blood, tumbled downward.
"Cang Jian!"
"Mas... Master!"
Belated cries, trembling or terrified, rang out. The members of Jiuyao Heavenly Palace rushed forward, but the moment they touched Cangjian Venerable's body, they were all horrified to the point of death.
His body had no breath, only coldness.
Even at the level of the upper star realms, the fall of a Divine Lord was a major event that shook an entire region, let alone an Eighth Level Divine Lord! Because with the power and vitality of a powerful Divine Lord, defeating one was somewhat common, but killing one was far, far too difficult.
And Cangjian Venerable—from being completely unharmed to directly dying—took only a few short breaths.
Perhaps he was the fastest, most inexplicably deceased Divine Lord in the history of the Thousand Wasteland Realm.
"Dead... dead," another Palace Master stammered, looking up.
"What...?!" Jiuyao Tianzun and Huangtian Dragon Lord both cried out in shock.
On the side of the Tiangang Cloud Clan, from Patriarch Yun Ting down to the various elders and ordinary Yun Clan disciples, it was as if they had all been hit squarely in the face with a hammer, staggering in shock... Yes, an enemy had died, but what surged within them was not joy, only shock.
"He... he... he... he really is... Yun Che!?"
"He's actually... this... powerful?"
"Cangjian Venerable... was an Eighth Level Divine Lord, just like Lord Yun Xiang... ahhh..."
Thud!
Yun Xiang, who had just barely stood up, fell back to his knees. He looked up at Yun Che, whose face was cold and stiff like a death god reigning supreme, and his body and features trembled uncontrollably, unable to stop.
"You... you... you..." Jiuyao Tianzun had lost all trace of his earlier arrogance and smile. He stuttered three "you"s. Even the weakest person present could hear the fear in his voice.
As a peak Divine Lord, both Jiuyao Tianzun and Huangtian Dragon Lord could defeat Cangjian Palace Master in a short time, but they absolutely could not counter his sword aura, nor could they kill him so easily.
"Half-step... Divine... Lord!" Huangtian Dragon Lord's draconic eyes widened, and he roared the words.
Those four words struck like divine thunder from the heavens, making everyone's soul tremble.
Tenth Level Divine Lord was the peak of the Divine Lord Realm, but it was not the realm closest to the Divine Master Realm. Because between the Divine Lord Realm and the Divine Master Realm, there existed a special realm called "Half-step Divine Lord"—where one foot had already stepped into the Divine Master Realm, needing only some catalyst to achieve the supreme Divine Master Realm!
A dream realm that both Jiuyao Tianzun and Huangtian Dragon Lord were destined never to even dare to hope for in their lifetimes.
Although, in essence, it still remained within the Divine Lord Realm, the touch of the word "Divine Lord" carried an invisible majesty that made people hold it in awe and fear.
"So what if he's really a Half-step Divine Lord!" Facing Yun Che's dark, terrifying gaze, Jiuyao Tianzun's face also darkened. "The two of us joining hands—why would we fear him!"
"....Not bad!" Jiuyao Tianzun's words jolted Huangtian Dragon Lord out of his shock. The forces that had arrived today were not just their two clans. Even if this man before him were truly a Half-step Divine Lord, the "people behind them" were not afraid.
"Attack!"
Huangtian Dragon Lord let out a violent roar. Black light exploded from his body. His eight-foot human form transformed into a ten-thousand-zhang dragon shadow amidst the black radiance.
Behind him, all the dragons of the Huangtian Clan also revealed their true forms... True forms would increase consumption, but they would unleash peak combat power. Since even the Dragon Lord had revealed his true form, clearly they faced a great enemy. How could they hesitate?
In an instant, the sky above the Tiangang Cloud Clan was shrouded with dragon shadows. Heaven and earth lost their light. Demonic thunder covered the world. The terrifying dragon might made the Yun Clan members tremble uncontrollably, almost kneeling to the ground.
Huangtian Dragon Lord's dragon head slowly lowered. His draconic eyes, flickering with black light, were like dark abysses capable of devouring all things. "The dragon's wrath cannot be touched, but I, this Dragon Lord, can still give you one last chance."
Yun Che slightly raised his eyes, scanning the sky. His pupils suddenly flashed with a blue-black soul light, and his body erupted with a azure dragon radiance, opening his pitch-black dragon pupils.
The roar of the Dark Dragon God, carrying his judgment, resounded through the heavens.
"GET DOWN!!"