Chapter 89 Five Hundred Years of Suppression

"Who are you, Your Excellency?"

The guardian did not answer Ye Yun's words, but narrowed his eyelids slightly, and an astonishing sword light suddenly erupted from the depths of his eyes.

He was ready to attack.

The young man in white clothes in front of him gave him a very frightening feeling, which made him feel uneasy.

Only by drawing out the sword can he feel at ease.

Ye Yun looked at the masked guy in front of him and said calmly: "You don't deserve to know my name..."

"So arrogant!"

The guardian's inner anger erupted like a volcano.

Perhaps he couldn't bear this unknown threat anymore, so he struck it down with one sword.

This sword light seemed to be born from the vast galaxy. When the sword fell, the heavens shook.

"What a powerful sword!"

"As expected of a great monk in the Destiny Realm, he has half-stepped into the Realm of Life and Death!"

At this time, countless monks in the Enlightenment Square looked up to the sky, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

This astonishing sword light was suddenly fixed in mid-air.

"You are so courageous, you dare to attack me!"

A cold voice suddenly resounded in the void.

Ye Yun looked at the sword light fixed in mid-air, with a hint of ridicule on his face.

If not after an old friend.

How can this guardian be alive now?

"How can this be?"

The guardian was almost frightened out of his wits when he saw that his sword light was fixed in mid-air and could not penetrate at all.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of a possibility. The strong man in front of him should be at least a strong man in the life and death realm.

"call!"

Ye Yun blew lightly.

This light breath fell on the bright and cold sword light, and the sword light immediately turned into wisps of blue smoke and dissipated.

"It's really funny, Liu Yiyi, your descendants would actually do something to me, didn't you expect that?"

Ye Yun put his hands behind his back and walked towards the guardian step by step.

"You...how do you know the name of our ancestor?"

When the guardian suddenly heard the name Liu Yiyi, his expression suddenly changed.

The names and taboos of our ancestors are known only to generations of guardians.

Beyond that, no one else knows.

But the young man in white clothes in front of him knew the name of his ancestor.

How can this be?

The guardian's heart was filled with turmoil. As he watched the young man in white walking closer, he found that his body was imprisoned.

Not even a little finger could move.

"The guardian of the tenth level of Destiny Realm was defeated like this?"

When many monks in the Enlightenment Square saw this, they were all frightened to death.

Some turned around and tried to escape.

Ye Yun glanced down lightly, and everyone was immediately restrained by a mysterious force, as if they had been restrained.

Everyone looked at the young man in white in the sky in shock.

It’s unimaginable what kind of earth-shattering level this person’s cultivation has reached!

Ye Yun walked up to the guardian, raised his hand, and slapped the guardian on the face with a "pop" sound.

The silver mask suddenly shattered, revealing an old face.

Now, this old face has a look of fear, and the depths of his eyes reveal indescribable despair.

"who are you?"

The guardian said with difficulty.

"Ye Yun."

Ye Yun softly uttered two words.

"Ye Yun?"

The guardian frowned and whispered the name softly.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through his mind.

His face suddenly became distorted, and he said in a trembling voice: "This...how is this possible? How can you still be alive?"

The tone of his last words changed.

Because this name is also passed down from generation to generation among the guardians.

Ye Yun and Liu Yiyi.

This is the creator of the two sword marks on the Sword King Stone.

To date, only guardians passed down through generations know the names of these two men.

"It seems that you have remembered..."

Ye Yun smiled calmly.

"This is impossible, this is absolutely impossible. Our ancestors have been dead for almost a hundred thousand years, how can you survive?"

The guardian had a mental breakdown and was talking to himself crazily.

It was really hard for him to imagine that the young man in white in front of him was the master of the Eternal Level Sect Shenlong Sect a hundred thousand years ago, and was known as the number one master of the Eternal Realm on the Cangnan Continent.

But how did you survive?

Not to mention the strong men in the Eternal Realm, even the legendary strong ones in the True God Realm, cannot live for a hundred thousand years!

"Nothing is impossible!"

Ye Yun smiled lightly and suddenly raised his finger in the air.

In front of him, a beautiful woman in red appeared.

"This is our ancestor..."

After seeing the woman's appearance, the guardian was shocked. His knees suddenly softened and he wanted to kneel on the ground.

But he was so imprisoned that he couldn't lift a little finger.

Suddenly, Ye Yun withdrew his magic power.

The image of the woman also disappeared.

When he drew this portrait, he had already been cut off from everything, and only he and the guardian could see it all.

Maybe it’s the sight of something that hurts the mind.

Ye Yun's expression suddenly became even sadder.

He took a deep breath.

After a few seconds, Ye Yun's expression became calm again, without any ripples. The ray of sadness just now had long since disappeared.

Ye Yun has been in the space for a hundred thousand years, and his Taoist heart has already become extremely strong.

He looked at the guardian and said calmly.

"You can escape the death penalty, but you cannot escape the living crime. You will be suppressed for five hundred years!"

After speaking, Ye Yun nodded lightly.

The guardian in front of him suddenly turned into a stone statue.

Ye Yun photographed the stone statue towards the mysterious space. When the stone statue entered, all the disciples of the Sword King Palace turned into stone statues at this moment.

Ye Yun gently used his hand.

The entire mountain range immediately rumbled and sank into the ground.

He wrote a word.

"seal up!"

This big character shone with divine light and disappeared completely after falling to the ground.

Seeing this young man in white who looked like a god, all the monks in the Enlightenment Square were so frightened that they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

A monk at the tenth level of the Destiny Realm was easily suppressed for five hundred years.

This method of suppression is amazing, they have never heard of it.

"You guys should all die too..."

Ye Yun looked indifferently at the thousands of monks below.

In his eyes, these monks were as insignificant as ants.

Falling in one breath.

The thousands of monks all turned into curls of green smoke and dissipated in panic.

Including that Li Shaobai.

Also in Ye Yun's heart, such monks are no different from ants.

Under the true God, all are ants.

Ye Yun would not be open-minded just because Li Shaobai and Jun Moxiao had a relationship.

This Li Shaobai took advantage of Lord Grim and was not a good person.

However, for the guardian, Ye Yun still opened the net for the sake of his former confidante and suppressed him for only five hundred years.

…

Looking at that big mountain, it sank into the ground in the blink of an eye.

Luo Li and Jun Moxiao couldn't help but think of the eighteen-level hell that suddenly emerged from the underground of the Sword God Sect of the Ancient Moon Dynasty.

The two of them couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

The ancestors always kill everyone when they take action, leaving absolutely no consequences.

"Ancestor, is the figure that appears on the Sword King Stone really you?"

Lord Grim asked stammeringly.

Ye Yun nodded and suddenly disappeared into the void.

Lord Grim and Luo Li looked at each other, with indescribable shock in their eyes.

But at the same time, the two of them had another question in their minds.

Who is that magnificent woman from our ancestors?