Chapter 728

Chapter 728: Thunderous Demon Puppet

"I wonder what Ye Yun was trying to do, but it probably won’t lead to anything too serious. Might as keep resting." Watching the spatial laws and demonic energy swirling around Ye Yun, Shui Lingling decided these matters were beyond her understanding—likely related to his cultivation.

As Shui Lingling pondered, the white light and black mist surrounding Ye Yun twisted together, forming a black-and-white disk that rotated before him. Three colored spiritual energies etched themselves onto the disk as it spun.

Shui Yingying opened her eyes, her gaze filled with confusion. What was happening to Ye Yun? Her Nine Yin Body sensed him absorbing demonic energy from the Broken Space, mirroring her own actions. What was his goal?

She knew Ye Yun wasn’t an innate spiritual body. Though unfamiliar with his cultivation techniques, his true qi felt sharp and righteous, utterly opposed to the surrounding demonic energy. Yet now, under that palm-sized disk, he lay enveloped in intertwining light and darkness, his spiritual power trapped in an endless cycle without resistance.

"Has he succumbed to demonic influence?" The thought horrified Shui Yingying. Though she desperately wanted to deny it, the evidence was undeniable—Ye Yun was draining demonic energy like a river pouring into the sea, channeled through that eerie disk.

"Sister, have you recovered? Did Ye Yun disturb you?" Shui Lingling asked, noticing Shui Yingying’s troubled expression. "Yingying, do you know what’s wrong with him? I know we shouldn’t pry into others’ techniques, but I’m worried."

"It must be a feature of his cultivation method. Don’t overthink it, Lingling." Shui Yingying forced a smile, though her brows furrowed. Ye Yun had always been shrouded in mystery.

"What if he truly falls to darkness?" she wondered, watching the spinning disk’s radiance expand. A bitter realization struck her—hadn’t she herself walked that dangerous path? She’d embraced demonic energy to bridge the gap between her Seventh Level Nascent Soul stage and Shui Lingling’s First Level Earth Immortal realm. But why would someone as formidable as Ye Yun need such methods?

The man defied all logic—a Nascent Soul cultivator rivaling her sister’s Divine Arts and supreme Immortal artifacts, despite Shui Lingling’s innate spiritual body. His wealth of top-tier Immortal Spirit Stones and heavenly materials baffled even seasoned experts. If anyone could reach the Heavenly Immortal realm, it was him. What drove him to this brink?

The disk spun violently, its oppressive aura summoning thunderclouds above. Black lightning crackled, resonating with Ye Yun’s Thunder Spirit Qi.

Shui Lingling tensed as the storm gathered. "We need to wake him!" she urged, knowing even her Stellar Body struggled against heaven’s wrath. Star power always bowed to celestial judgment.

"Stop." Shui Yingying grasped her sister’s wrist. "This thunder answers his call. Interrupting now would ruin everything."

"But—"

"We’ll only distract him." Shui Yingying activated Starry Sky methods, their forms dissolving into starlight. Reluctantly, Shui Lingling withdrew her snowy city barrier.

"Those girls are gone. Now it’s between you and fate," murmured the Ancestor of the Sword Path as Ye Yun’s eyes snapped open—left pupil blazing with spatial laws, right eye seeping devouring darkness.

"Let heaven decide." Ye Yun stared down the descending lightning bolt. At the final moment, a spectral blue hand intercepted the strike. Thunder exploded as a three-zhang giant materialized, masked face snarling at the storm.

The colossus stomped, shockwaves ripping through dead air. Purple lightning flared in its eyes as it seized the heavenly wrath and hurled it skyward. Twin hammers materialized, bathing the land in electric fury.

"Enough." The Ancestor’s will smothered the lingering storm. As thunderclouds grudgingly dispersed, Ye Yun vanished in a flash of white light.

"Yingying, that thunder… could anyone survive that?" Shui Lingling whispered, staring at the scorched earth.

Before Shui Yingying could answer, space rippled beside them. Ye Yun emerged, hair disheveled but unharmed.

"You jerk! We thought you died!" Shui Lingling rubbed her eyes furiously.

"Merely testing a new puppet." Behind him loomed the masked giant, its aura blending Thunder Spirit Qi and condensed demonic energy.

Shui Yingying’s breath caught. To store such corruption within oneself… Only someone with Ye Yun’s mastery of spatial laws could attempt this madness.

"Did you… use the spatial dragon egg’s legacy?" she ventured, recognizing the Xumi Treasure’s influence.

Ye Yun nodded. The mask had formed unintentionally when demonic energy fused with his Thunder Spirit during refinement. Now it served as both weapon and warning—a testament to what he’d risked.

Shui Yingying shivered. Without supreme control over spatial gates and teleportation, this would’ve been suicide. Yet here he stood, having turned celestial punishment into a stepping stone.

The sisters exchanged glances. Unless a Heavenly Immortal intervened or he faced an overwhelming spatial array, Ye Yun might truly be… untouchable.