The statement left all the members of the Cang family present in a daze.

Just moments ago, the head of the Cang family was still hesitant, so why was he now so decisive in protecting Jun Xiaoyao?

"Head, this is not acceptable..." the elder of the Cang family said, his face pale.

In his view, opposing the Fallen Feather Clan for the sake of an outsider was simply not worth it.

"If you have any objections, take them to the ancestor," the head of the Cang family replied coldly.

"What... it's actually the ancestor..." The elder of the Cang family was momentarily speechless and fell silent.

The ancestor of the Cang family was the strongest member, a Saint King.

Moreover, this ancestor was skilled in divination.

The Cang family had faced numerous calamities, all of which were averted thanks to the ancestor's decisions.

Thus, the entire Cang family held the ancestor in the highest regard.

Upon hearing that it was the ancestor's command, the elder and others had nothing more to say.

In fact, they were puzzled as to why their ancestor would make such an absurd decision.

At this moment, deep within the ancestral grounds of the Cang family.

A being sat cross-legged in the void.

His physical body was faintly cracked, and his face was filled with horror.

Before him lay a piece of turtle shell, which had shattered into powder.

"How is this possible? What an astonishing background this child has! Just a slight calculation caused me to suffer backlash, nearly leading me to go mad."

This being was none other than the ancestor of the Cang family, a powerful Saint King.

Yet at this moment, he wore a look of shock, unable to maintain his composure.

The matter of Jun Xiaoyao had long been reported to the ancestor by the Cang family members.

The ancestor intended to calculate Jun Xiaoyao's origins and background before making a judgment.

However, he had barely begun his calculations when he was met with a terrifying backlash from an unknown existence.

A dignified Saint King was nearly brought to the brink of collapse due to divination backlash.

Who would believe such a thing if it were told?

"What kind of terrifying background does this child have? What kind of divine being is protecting him from the shadows?"

"Supreme, no... it feels even stronger than a Supreme. Could it be a Celestial, a Profound, or perhaps a Daoist, or even... a quasi-Emperor?"

The more the ancestor thought, the more frightened he became.

To be nearly brought to the brink of disintegration by a mere thread of energy from the void was something that ordinary Supremes could not achieve.

Above the ninth level of the Saint realm lies the seven realms of the Supreme.

The term "Supreme" is merely a general designation.

The ancestor of the Cang family was certain that the existence protecting Jun Xiaoyao from the shadows was absolutely terrifying!

"No wonder he has the confidence to come to the burial ground alone. This child's background is indeed extraordinary; the Fallen Feather Clan may be in for a rude awakening," the ancestor thought, feeling a lingering fear.

He quickly issued orders not to provoke or neglect Jun Xiaoyao.

The turmoil stirred up in the Netherworld Domain was unknown to Jun Xiaoyao.

The Cang family members, following the ancestor's orders, did not disturb Jun Xiaoyao.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao was in a secluded chamber.

A layer of rich divine flames surrounded his body.

He appeared like a radiant divine king.

At this moment, his aura had already reached the Great Perfection of the Divine Fire Realm.

In just a few days, Jun Xiaoyao had directly crossed five minor realms, going from the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm to the Great Perfection of the Divine Fire Realm.

Such a speed of breakthrough was enough to leave everyone dumbfounded.

Other prodigies would typically advance one minor realm at a time.

But Jun Xiaoyao was like a geyser.

If he didn't break through, it was fine, but once he did, he would leap over a major realm.

"That's about enough. To step into the ninth level of the Saint realm, I still need an opportunity and some accumulation," Jun Xiaoyao opened his eyes.

The ninth level of the Saint realm is divided into Void God, True God, Celestial God, Dao God, Quasi-Saint, Saint, Saint King, Great Saint, and Saint Lord.

For Jun Xiaoyao, breaking through to the Void God realm was not particularly difficult.

But Jun Xiaoyao had ambition; once he broke through, he would certainly not settle for just one minor realm.

That slow, tedious, toothpaste-like method of breakthrough was not suitable for him.

Now that he had reached the Great Perfection of the Divine Fire Realm, all aspects of his strength had also been comprehensively enhanced.

His magical immunity had increased once again.

Jun Xiaoyao felt that even if he wielded six types of divine powers and unleashed the full might of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, he probably still couldn't break through his magical immunity with a single strike.

That was somewhat terrifying.

It meant that Jun Xiaoyao could almost be in an invincible state against most prodigies in a short period.

The magical powers of his enemies could not harm him.

And if it came to close combat, the Ancient Holy Body was nearly invincible.

In addition, Jun Xiaoyao had also gained the special ability from the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit, allowing him to transform his aura into death energy, which would not be detected by the burial ground beings.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao was digesting his gains, he suddenly raised an eyebrow, as if his gaze pierced through the walls to look into the distance.

"Are they really here to seek death?" Jun Xiaoyao chuckled lightly.

At the same time, outside Baiwang City, three figures appeared in the sky.

One of these beings was beast-like, resembling a pitch-black leopard with black wings on its ribs.

Another was a young man who appeared to be human but had a single horn on his forehead.

The last being was a human woman.

She had a voluptuous figure and wore revealing clothing, showcasing a waist like a water snake, looking incredibly alluring, with a pale, snow-like face that was also extremely enchanting.

These three beings immediately caught the attention of the burial ground beings in Baiwang City.

"Those three are... followers of the Fallen Feather Saint Son!" one of the burial ground beings exclaimed in a low voice.

The being resembling a black leopard was the Black-Winged Demon Leopard.

The horned young man was a prodigy of the Unicorn Clan.

As for the woman, her name was Snake Princess.

These three beings, as followers of the Fallen Feather Saint Son, were quite well-known in the Netherworld Domain.

"That outsider really has some guts, daring to steal the Young Master's Yin-Yang Divine Fruit, and even Baiwang City's Cang family dares to shelter that outsider," the Black-Winged Demon Leopard spoke in human language, his voice cold.

"The Young Master is preparing for the Ten Kings Feast. This trivial matter is something we can handle. Just bring him before the Young Master for a decision," the horned young man said indifferently.

"I've heard that outsider is exceptionally handsome and extraordinary. I wonder if he is as handsome as the Young Master?" Snake Princess giggled.

In her limited understanding, the Fallen Feather Saint Son was already extremely handsome.

"Don't waste time; let's go directly to the Cang family," the horned young man waved his hand.

In just a moment, the three of them arrived at the Cang family.

The head of the Cang family and others had already received the news and were waiting at the entrance.

"Your arrival brings great honor to my Cang family," the head of the Cang family forced a smile and slightly cupped his hands to the horned young man and others.

Though he was a Saint, he did not dare to offend the followers of the Fallen Feather Saint Son.

"Enough with the pleasantries. You should know why we are here. Have that outsider come out and surrender," the horned young man said coldly.

"You are going too far," the sisters Cang Yue and Cang Xue glared at them.

"Heh, do you Cang family dare to oppose the Young Master?" the Black-Winged Demon Leopard spoke, his voice deep and cold.

The head of the Cang family and others were momentarily at a loss for words, unsure how to respond.

At that moment, a loud rumble echoed, and a terrifying aura surged forth!

A vast expanse of divine flames spread out like a tidal wave of fire!

Amidst this sea of flames, Jun Xiaoyao, dressed in white, stepped out, appearing like an immortal deity!

"What is the Fallen Feather Saint Son compared to me? Does he even qualify to be my enemy?"

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