Chapter 1592: Silent Fury

"Did something happen to that little girl?" Observing Yun Che's expression and the sudden change in his aura, Qianye Ying'er guessed the reason without needing to ask.

The dark mark Yun Che had imprinted on Yun Shang clearly contained a portion of his soul power.

However, less than an hour had passed since they left the Heavenly Cloud Clan. How could something so suddenly and severely happen to the little girl?

Yun Che didn't answer, his expression icy and grim... The trace of soul power he had left on Yun Shang was transmitting pain and despair!

With the storm-fueled Illusionary Light Thunder God, Yun Che's speed reached a terrifying degree, almost as if he were piercing through space.

In less than fifteen minutes, the Thunder Domain of the Yun Clan, which they had just left, appeared before them.

Without hesitation, Yun Che, with Qianye Ying'er, charged into the Thunder Domain... The thunderclouds in the sky shifted slightly, but no lightning descended even as Yun Che stepped onto the Heavenly Cloud Clan's grounds.

Slowing down, Yun Che fully released his spiritual perception, but he couldn't sense Yun Shang's presence, indicating a barrier. He briefly closed his eyes, quickly located the wisp of soul power he had left on Yun Shang, fixed his gaze on the Yun Clan's Ancestral Temple, and flew directly towards it.

After all, Yun Che and Qianye Ying'er were distinguished guests of the Heavenly Cloud Clan. When they left, they had informed no one except Yun Shang, and the Thunder Domain remained undisturbed. Thus, no one in the clan knew they had departed and now returned.

Seeing their figures flash by like lightning, the clan members who noticed them were merely surprised and suspicious, but showed no alarm or attempts to stop them.

The Ancestral Temple was now in sight, the distance rapidly closing, but Yun Shang's life aura was steadily weakening. A layer of deep purple barrier appeared, encasing the entire Ancestral Temple.

This barrier wasn't strong; its primary purpose was a warning. After all, this was the Heavenly Cloud Clan's Ancestral Temple, and with such an obvious barrier, no clan member would dare trespass.

"Break it open," Yun Che said darkly.

Instantly, a golden soft sword flew from Qianye Ying'er's waist, unleashing a thousand-zhang golden ray as it spun.

Under the golden ray, the purple lightning barrier was instantly sliced open with a thousand-zhang gash, then completely disintegrated and scattered the next moment.

As the barrier shattered, enraged roars immediately erupted from within the Ancestral Temple: "Who's there!"

Bang!!

The Ancestral Temple's ancient, thick stone doors were violently blasted apart. Yun Ting and others, who had just finished setting up the Blood Transfer Formation and were preparing for the forbidden ritual, were stunned to see the intruders.

The twenty-two strongest members of the Heavenly Cloud Clan were all inside the Ancestral Temple. The sheer invisible spiritual pressure alone was enough to make one gasp for breath.

At the center of these powerful auras, Yun Shang lay motionless, like a withered young blade of grass. Her face was deathly pale, her breath faint. Beneath her, a blood-red profound formation flickered ominously, emitting a strange aura.

As powerful Divine Sovereigns, their mental fortitude was naturally extraordinary. But upon suddenly seeing Yun Che, their faces—including Yun Ting's—showed not anger at his forceful intrusion into the Ancestral Temple, but rather dismay.

They dared not reveal the slightest detail about Yun Shang's ruined state. The forbidden blood ritual was even more something no one could know about. Yet now, all of it was completely exposed to Yun Che's eyes as he suddenly burst in.

After a moment of chilling silence, Yun Che suddenly moved to Yun Shang's side. His hand swiftly and gently scooped her up from the ground.

It was then that the Yun family members awoke as if from a dream. Yun Xiang quickly stepped forward: "Release her!"

No sooner had he spoken than his arm was grasped by an aged hand. Yun Ting shook his head, uttering a weak voice: "Never mind. After all, she is Shang'er's savior."

For the past six months, Yun Shang had been by Yun Che's side, developing a special bond and reliance on him, which the entire clan had witnessed. Yun Shang's life had also been saved by Yun Che... The current situation already filled them with deep shame, and now, suddenly seeing Yun Che, they felt an overwhelming surge of guilt.

"What did you do to her?" Yun Che's hand rested on Yun Shang's chest. He didn't look up, his voice incredibly calm, so calm that even Qianye Ying'er couldn't detect any emotional fluctuations.

Yet, He Ling clearly sensed the terrifying growl of the demon within Yun Che's heart. She quickly spoke up: "Master, don't be impulsive... These people have been so good to Yun Shang; there must be a special reason for this."

"Alas," Yun Ting sighed softly, saying, "Yun Che, Shang'er's life was saved by you, and there's an extraordinary bond between you two. Since you've witnessed this firsthand, there's nothing left to hide."

"We intended to combine our powers to refine the 'Sacred Cloud Ancient Pill' left by our ancestors for Shang'er, to enhance her talent and cultivation. However, we never expected that its medicinal spirit would mutate during tens of thousands of years of dormancy, causing the medicinal power to go out of control... To save Shang'er's life, we had no choice but to force the rampaging medicinal energy into her profound veins."

Yun Ting closed his eyes, his face etched with pain: "We ruined Shang'er, and we ruined the hope of our entire clan... This is our grave mistake, an irreparable one. Even if you reprimand us, it is only right."

As Yun Che's hand pressed down, the Miracle of Life and the Grand Way of the Buddha simultaneously activated. Bright profound energy, imbued with the power of the Desolate God, slowly flowed into Yun Shang's delicate body. Soon, a faint blush began to appear on her paper-pale face.

He didn't doubt Yun Ting's words. The purple pill sealed by Divine Sovereign power to one side, emitting a strange spiritual aura, along with the residual medicinal energy in Yun Shang's body, all corroborated what had transpired.

"In that case, I'd very much like to hear," Qianye Ying'er suddenly interjected, "what is this Blood Transfer Formation all about?"

At Qianye Ying'er's words, everyone's expressions subtly changed.

"What do you mean?" Yun Che looked up. He detected the unusual tone in Qianye Ying'er's voice and saw the obvious shift in everyone's faces.

Qianye Ying'er had mentioned that the Brahma Gods also possessed unique bloodline power. Consequently, forbidden arts capable of transferring such bloodline power naturally existed.

Yun Che didn't recognize the ominous scarlet profound formation beneath Yun Shang, but Qianye Ying'er identified it at a glance.

"This is a Forbidden Blood Transfer Formation, used to transfer bloodline power. It is also an extremely cruel sacrificial forbidden formation, considered taboo in any realm."

"The sacrifice will have all their vital energy and blood drained to transfer or fuse their bloodline power into another person with a similar bloodline."

Yun Che: "..."

Qianye Ying'er's tone was leisurely. She was well aware of the reaction her words would provoke in Yun Che, yet she calmly added fuel to the fire: "It seems this little girl, though crippled by them, still holds considerable value. To strip her of her purple Heavenly Gang, they've even brought out forbidden arts that are anathema to the Heavenly Way. No wonder they are destined for extermination."

The Blood Transfer Formation was indeed a sacrificial forbidden art that violated both humanity and the Heavenly Way; within the Heavenly Cloud Clan, it was the ultimate taboo. None of the Yun clan members present had ever touched it.

They had never even considered that one day they would personally employ such a cruel forbidden formation.

Yun Che remained motionless, unresponsive. The Miracle of Life continued to operate with focused intent. Before his eyes, images of Jasmine and Cai Zhi being sealed into sacrificial formations suddenly flickered...

Qianye Ying'er's revelation of the forbidden Blood Transfer Formation was undoubtedly a public tearing open of taboo and sin. Her final words, "destined for extermination," instantly turned their humiliation into rage, and their gazes sharpened.

"Presumptuous!" First Elder Yun Jian roared in fury.

With a whoosh, Second Elder Yun Fu abruptly rose, an aura like surging waves pressing down directly on Qianye Ying'er: "Kneel and apologize, and I will spare your life!"

"Stop!"

Yun Ting spoke out, sweeping his arm across to directly dispel Yun Fu's aura. He sighed heavily, saying, "You saved Shang'er, making you not just esteemed guests, but also benefactors to our clan. Considering this... leave within an hour. We will not pursue the crimes of trespassing into the Ancestral Temple and speaking offensively."

Yun Xiang said anxiously, "But what if they spread word of what happened here...?"

"What if they do?" Yun Ting gave a bitter laugh. "Didn't we do it ourselves?"

Yun Che, holding Yun Shang, slowly turned around. His gaze slowly swept across the twenty-two Divine Sovereigns of the Heavenly Cloud Clan, finally settling on Yun Ting. He asked, "Why did you do this?"

His question was incredibly calm, like a disinterested party casually inquiring about an unrelated matter.

"Put Shang'er down and get out of here immediately!" Before Yun Ting could respond, Yun Xiang stepped forward, glaring coldly: "You forcibly entered our Ancestral Temple and even insulted our clan. The Clan Master has forgiven everything, which is giving you immense face... Get out now, or you'll regret it!"

"Answer me, why did you do this?" Yun Che completely ignored Yun Xiang's furious scolding, repeating his previous question with utter calmness.

For some reason, Yun Ting suddenly felt a chilling dread that seemed to come from nowhere.

"This was certainly not... our wish," Yun Ting replied to Yun Che, each word heavy with helplessness.

Yun Che spoke, his words growing calmer with each one: "Given the medicinal aura of this ancient pill, it would require at least a Divine Spirit Realm practitioner to use, and even then, with assistance. Yun Shang has only just entered the Divine Tribulation. Even with a Divine Master assisting, there would be significant risk... Did you truly not foresee this?"

"You utterly ruined her, and this Blood Transfer Formation is your form of guilt and compensation?"

Yun Ting slightly averted his gaze, saying mournfully, "Our great limit is approaching... All of this, whether the Sacred Cloud Ancient Pill or the Blood Transfer Formation, is for a faint future. We had no other choice."

"Clan Master, there's no need to explain so much to him," Yun Xiang interjected, extending his arm with his palm pointed directly at Yun Che: "Regardless of your feelings for Shang'er... Shang'er is a member of our Heavenly Cloud Clan. This is a sacrifice she made as a clan member for the entire clan. As for you, you are merely an outsider. The affairs of our Heavenly Cloud Clan are not for an outsider like you to interfere with or comment upon!"

"Your kindness in saving Shang'er is offset by today's transgression." Yun Xiang's expression and words grew progressively colder: "This is your last chance... Get out of here immediately! Otherwise, you won't even have the chance to crawl out!"

The hand resting on Yun Shang's chest subtly flipped, and the power of the Miracle of Life shifted accordingly. All of Yun Che's focus and power were concentrated on Yun Shang's body, not daring to be distracted or divided in the slightest... Otherwise, there might already be corpses strewn all over the ground before him.

He lowered his gaze to Yun Shang's still-pale face, and when he looked up, a faint smile appeared on his lips: "In your eyes, the clan's interests far outweigh her life. You were good to her for the sake of the clan. Even crippling her with your own hands and cruelly sacrificing her remaining life was for the clan, so you can do it with perfect justification and self-righteousness."

"Very well, perfectly reasonable, indeed. As an outsider, I truly have no right whatsoever to interfere or speak out."

His gaze slowly moved, sweeping over one face after another: "But to me, her single life far outweighs all of yours. So by the same logic, I can kill you with perfect justification and self-righteousness, can't I?"