Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Chapter 161: All Sides Tremble Ye Family Sword Demon Reborn King Meets No King


The matter of the Celestial Dao Tower ends here.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't leave immediately but stayed at the Holy Spirit Academy for a short period.

The Holy Spirit Academy was generous, giving Jun Xiaoyao a total of five hundred Immortal Origins.

Previously, the three Yin Yang Saint Sons combined only received over a hundred Immortal Origins from the Holy Spirit Academy.

Their Immortal Origins were given by their respective forces, not gifted by the academy.

The Holy Spirit Academy indeed spent a hefty sum.

Jun Xiaoyao was satisfied, adding to the Immortal Origins he had gained at the Martial Arts Assembly.

He now had over a thousand Immortal Origins with him, sufficient for the tempering of the Daluo Immortal Bone in the future.

During this period, Hua Xiqing also came proactively, blushing, wanting to discuss the Dao with Jun Xiaoyao.

This inheritor of the Hundred Flowers Daoist Palace was completely captivated.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't refuse and casually chatted with her about life and ideals.

Hua Xiqing left with a face full of satisfaction.

During the time Jun Xiaoyao stayed at the Holy Spirit Academy.

The events of the Celestial Dao Tower spread like wildfire throughout the entire Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm.

All who heard the news were astonished.

Breaking the eternal record of fifty layers of the Celestial Dao Tower.

Strolling leisurely, crushing the Golden-Winged Roc King and the Little Western Heaven Buddha's Son with one hand.

Becoming the Saint Heir of the Holy Spirit Academy.

Each of these events, once spread, was enough to stir up a great storm.

And all these things were achieved by Jun Xiaoyao alone.

This was terrifying.

All the glory fell upon Jun Xiaoyao alone.

Compared to him, whether Jun Lingcang or Ji Qingyi, they could only pale in comparison, let alone other Celestial Prides.

"Haha, Xiaoyao never disappoints!"

The Jun Family, Jun Zhantian, and Jiang Rou, along with other family members, were full of joy and pride in Jun Xiaoyao.

The other Jun Family Clan Elders were also very pleased.

This time, with the Celestial Dao Tower, the Jun Family's dominance on the list would further enhance the Jun Family's prestige.

In contrast, those opposing forces all had grim expressions.

In Hongzhou, within the Dragon Palace.

Xiao Chen's fist slammed hard on the ground, his face twisted in rage.

Every time he received news of Jun Xiaoyao, he fell into deeper despair.

Now, not only him but even questioning if Princess Long Ji could defeat Jun Xiaoyao, he had no confidence in his heart.

However, feeling the growing strength of Princess Long Ji, Xiao Chen still held a glimmer of hope.

"When Princess Long Ji fully adapts to the world's energy, it will be Jun Xiaoyao's death day!" Xiao Chen said coldly.

On the other side, in the Panwu Divine Dynasty, Champion Marquis's Mansion.

Upon hearing some news about Wu Mingyue and Jun Xiaoyao, Yang Pan's face turned red with anger.

In his fury, he killed over a dozen servants, and all the servants of the Champion Marquis's Mansion were trembling with fear.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you truly deserve to die!" Yang Pan raged.

Though he didn't successfully become the Prince Consort, subconsciously, he already considered Wu Mingyue as his woman.

Yet Wu Mingyue was getting so close with Jun Xiaoyao.

This was something Yang Pan couldn't accept.

He panted heavily, his eyes red, like an enraged lion.

"Calm down, once I find the remaining Panhuang Years Sword and Panhuang Void Sword, I'll have enough power to kill Jun Xiaoyao."

"The Lower Realm might be my chance..." Yang Pan's eyes flickered.

Previously, the Panwu Divine Lord had summoned him to the palace to discuss a significant matter.

The Lower Realm Ten Lands might be on the brink of great upheaval.

A change in one realm could provoke endless turbulence.

Let alone a major change in the Ten Realms.

By then, heaven-defying opportunities would present themselves, leading to life-or-death, blood-soaked battles stretching billions of miles.

"No one gets rich without a stroke of luck, no horse grows fat without night grass. With my Yang Pan's destiny, why should I worry about having no opportunities in the Lower Realm?" Yang Pan sneered.

The day of his rise would be the day of Jun Xiaoyao's demise!

...

In the Desolate Ancient Ye Family, atop a sheer lonely peak.

A slender black-clad figure sat cross-legged on the peak, accompanied only by a Divine Eagle by his side.

This place was the Ye Family's forbidden land; without permission, even some Clan Elders couldn't take a step inside.

The black-clad figure was a young man with a handsome face.

He had his eyes closed, and in front of him was a sword, inserted diagonally into the ground.

It was stained with spots of blood, seemingly containing an unparalleled killing intent and Sword Intent.

At this moment, outside the lonely peak, a Ye Clan Elder slightly bowed and said, "Elder Ye, I have come to disturb you with a matter."

This Ye Clan Elder was a powerhouse at the Great Saint Realm, with white hair.

It's hard to imagine that he would bow to the young man and address him as 'Elder,' which seemed rather unusual.

On the lonely peak, the black-clad youth slowly opened his eyes.

Instantly, the Ye Clan Elder felt a terrifying Sword Intent, as if it would shred his entire being.

What a terrifying and profound gaze this was!

In the youth's eyes, there seemed to be ancient vicissitudes, possessing a depth and restraint unbecoming of his age.

"What's the matter?" the youth slowly asked.

What followed was the Ye Clan Elder informing the youth about the chaos in the Ten Lands.

Additionally, he mentioned the news of Jun Xiaoyao in the Celestial Dao Tower to the youth.

The youth remained silent for a moment, the atmosphere suffocating.

The Ye Clan Elder glanced at the sword stained with blood, feeling chilled.

"Is that sword stained with Emperor's Blood?" the Ye Clan Elder sighed inwardly.

The black-clad youth was none other than the renowned and the much-talked-about reincarnation of the Sword Demon, Ye Guchen!

"The chaos in the Ten Lands has nothing to do with me."

"As for that Jun Xiaoyao..." Ye Guchen's expression was indifferent.

He harbored no fear towards Jun Xiaoyao despite the many miracles he had wrought.

This was the pride of the Sword Demon.

He feared no existence from ancient or modern times!

"Now is not the time for me to emerge into the world; have you ever heard the phrase?" Ye Guchen closed his eyes.

"What phrase?" the Ye Clan Elder inquired.

"King cannot meet King!"

With Ye Guchen's words, countless Sword Qis surged around the lonely peak.

The Emperor Slayer Sword, stained with Emperor's Blood, also erupted with overwhelming Sword Qi, seemingly capable of tearing apart the universe in all directions!

The Ye Clan Elder was overwhelmingly shocked!

King cannot meet King!

If they meet, blood will be shed!

The Jun Family's Divine Son was a King!

And the reincarnation of the Ye Family's Sword Demon was also a King!

The Ye Clan Elder retreated with a bow, not daring to disturb any further.

Ye Guchen raised his hand, gently stroking the blade of the Emperor Slayer Sword.

"Old friend, after countless years, do people still remember, under the starlit sky..."

"A lone person with a sword, slaying the shadow of a Great Emperor..."

...

Just as the forces across the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm were shaken by Jun Xiaoyao's deeds,

Jun Xiaoyao was preparing to return to the Jun Family.

The Great Elders of the Holy Spirit Academy escorted Jun Xiaoyao personally.

Wu Mingyue, though reluctant, also had to return to the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

This made Jun Linglong breathe a sigh of relief.

"Next, I will go home to digest this harvest, continue to comprehend the Meaning of Reincarnation, and then temper the Daluo Immortal Bone."

Jun Xiaoyao had already made plans in his mind.

He vaguely sensed that upheaval in the Lower Realm was imminent and would need greater strength to face all challenges.

"The Body Scripture, Volume 2, World Origin, Ten Heaven-Defying Sons, so many opportunities and 'leeks' waiting for me to harvest..."

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