“Instant Wind Supreme!”
Ye Jingyun thought of a legendary figure in her mind. Rumour had it that the Instant Wind Supreme had a wind flame on his forehead, exactly the same as the phantom before her. This phantom had a wind flame on its forehead.
“How could it be him? How could it possibly be him?” Ye Jingyun prostrated herself on the ground, feeling this aura of supremacy over the nine heavens and ten earths, her heart shaken beyond her control. No one could believe that a cave in this broken-down temple had actually been inhabited by a Supreme.
The terrifying aura still swept across heaven and earth. In these continuous mountain ranges, all living beings prostrated themselves on the ground, trembling as they worshipped in this direction. This was the might of a Supreme. If the other’s intent had carried killing intent, Ye Jingyun and the others would likely have perished long ago.
And only Ye Chu stood there alone. Although he felt the terrifying intent, his entire person also wanting to prostrate on the ground. Yet within his body, an equally surging aura vibrated out, its momentum in no way inferior to the aura surging from the Supreme.
An aura of sorrow, bitterness, and desolation vibrated out, shooting forth from Ye Chu’s body and transforming into a phantom. The phantom’s face showed sorrow and bitterness, its entire head of hair white, standing quietly before Ye Chu. It similarly possessed an invincible demeanour over the nine heavens and ten earths.
The moment this phantom appeared, the Instant Wind Supreme’s aura was actually blocked, powerless to encroach upon Ye Chu.
“Another… another Supreme!” Ye Jingyun, Yang Hui, and Yang Ning were already dumbstruck. The invincibility of a Supreme wasn’t just empty talk. Each one was an absolutely extraordinary figure, rarely seen even in a thousand years. But at this moment, two Supremes had reappeared. Although they were only residual intents left behind, it was still enough to shock the world.
Ye Chu likewise had not expected that the Supreme intent nurtured within his body would suddenly erupt. But when Ye Chu thought about it, he felt it was normal. What kind of figure was a Supreme? An absolutely invincible figure. Towards ordinary cultivators, even absolute powerhouses, they would disdain to even glance. Only towards a true Supreme would they take notice.
The Instant Wind Supreme’s intent oppressed Ye Chu, naturally stimulating the Supreme intent within Ye Chu’s body. It erupted autonomously, transforming into an intent to confront it.
Two streams of Supreme intent swept out, shaking the living beings of this region. All living beings became terrified, prostrating on the ground and trembling, not daring to move.
“This is…” Ye Jingyun stared blankly at the phantom before Ye Chu, unable to identify which Supreme this was. However, feeling that aura of sorrow and desolation, Ye Jingyun couldn’t help but think of a person in her mind.
Similarly one of the legends of the Domain of Sentiment, the Domain of Sentiment was also named after him. An absolutely divine figure who reached the Supreme position for only an instant before ending his own life.
“Saint of Sentiment!” Ye Jingyun was terrified in her heart, knowing this person’s identity. He lived up to this title. He was truly the absolute Saint of Sentiment. Who in this world could end their own life because of a woman while at the Supreme position? If such a person wasn’t the Saint of Sentiment, then who was?
Ye Jingyun stared blankly at Ye Chu before her, finally understanding why Ye Chu was often streaming with tears, carrying an aura of sorrow and bitterness. It turned out he possessed Supreme intent.
“Ye Chu is the successor of the Saint of Sentiment?” Thinking of this, Ye Jingyun’s heart beat with terror. If this were truly so, Ye Chu’s identity would truly be noble beyond compare. Whether it was him or Ji Die and the others, none could compare to Ye Chu.
A disciple of a Supreme, this was absolutely the most noble figure among the younger generation, comparable to the Heavenly Feather Crown Prince. Throughout the entire empire, even the Emperor couldn’t compare in status.
Ye Jingyun stared blankly at Ye Chu. All along, she had still possessed a sense of status superiority before Ye Chu, but at this moment she discovered that he was the one with truly pure bloodline.
Yang Hui and Yang Ning were similarly frozen in place, staring blankly at the phantoms in the scene, also looking at Ye Chu, whose face was already covered in tears. Although they regarded Ye Chu as an outstanding figure, they had never imagined Ye Chu would be a disciple of a Supreme.
The two Supremes faced each other in confrontation. Although they didn’t exchange a single word, their auras were boundless, their intents shaking heaven and earth, intertwining together. They didn’t shake out terrifying force, yet there was a peerless clash where silence spoke louder than sound.
At this moment, Ye Chu was streaming with tears, his entire body trembling, yet his mind was clear, not lost. The Supreme intent could influence him, but it had not caused him to lose himself because of it. On the contrary, it allowed him to understand the Supreme intent even more clearly, to comprehend the miraculousness of the imprint. Its effect was no less than Ye Chu losing himself once.
The two faced each other in confrontation. After a long time, their invincible auras finally disappeared, leaving only the two phantoms standing in confrontation. Ye Jingyun was already drenched in sweat, her delicate body showing its curves because of the wetness, alluring and sexy. They took a deep breath, mustering a bit of strength to stand up, staring blankly at the two Supreme phantoms standing in confrontation.
“The Instant Wind Supreme, the Saint of Sentiment, each one is a divine figure from legend,” Ye Jingyun took a deep breath, monstrous waves surging in her heart.
The Saint of Sentiment naturally needed no mention. There were too many legends about him, sentiment reaching the deepest depths.
The legends of the Instant Wind Supreme were similarly endless. Rumour had it that the moment the Instant Wind Supreme was born, ten thousand winds sprang forth, blowing down a city. For ten thousand li, there were no clouds, only boundless wind howls filling the sky.
Rumour had it that the Instant Wind Supreme possessed the Wind Saint Body. This was an absolutely extraordinary constitution. Those who possessed this constitution could coexist with wind, borrow life from wind, and were destined to become absolutely extraordinary figures.
This was a constitution so terrifying it made one’s scalp tingle. Relying on his constitution and his own talent, he leapt up, standing out among countless absolutely peerless geniuses, achieving the Supreme position and leaving behind countless legends.
The various invincible legends of the Instant Wind Supreme need not be mentioned, but there was one legend that could indeed drive every person mad.
The Instant Wind Supreme had developed a kind of profound principle. This profound principle carried the essence of wind. The Instant Wind Supreme named it the Instant Wind Sacred Scripture. This was one of the most precious profound scriptures in the world.
The profound principles and Dao methods developed by a Supreme were absolutely the strongest in the world. The Instant Wind Sacred Scripture’s comprehension of wind had reached a state of divine mastery, absolutely extraordinary, unmatched by anyone.
This was a priceless scripture, one of the strongest secret methods in the world. Those who obtained it could acquire the Instant Wind Supreme’s Instant Wind profound methods.
Ye Jingyun’s gaze burned as she stared at the Instant Wind Supreme. The Instant Wind Sacred Scripture was the strongest profound principle power in the world, a true Supreme scripture. Obtaining it could truly defy heaven.
There were a small handful of Supremes in the world, but those who had developed a Supreme scripture were a small handful among that small handful.
“Two Supreme phantoms in confrontation, what on earth will happen?” Ye Jingyun was worried. Although they were only residual intents left behind, if they truly clashed, they could similarly easily annihilate them.
But the imagined confrontation didn’t occur. The Instant Wind Supreme’s phantom suddenly let out a sigh, and a similarly sorrowful and bitter aura surged from his body, similar in colour to the sorrowful and bitter aura on the Saint of Sentiment, as if infected by the Saint of Sentiment.
This result stunned Ye Jingyun. She couldn’t help but think of another legend regarding the Instant Wind Supreme.