Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Chapter 142: Chapter 142: Exotic Realm Strong Race, Celestial Demon Race, and the Mysterious Man from the Profound Celestial Immortal Realm

The aura emanating from these two iron cages was immensely powerful.

But Jun Xiaoyao directly ignored one of them and looked at the other.

”Such a formidable bloodline power,” Jun Xiaoyao was somewhat surprised.

His standards were very high; he wouldn’t even glance at ordinary geniuses.

Having great strength was secondary; the most important thing was potential for growth.

For example, a fourteen-year-old prodigy at the Unity Realm compared to a hundreds-of-years-old expert at the Divine Fire Realm.

Jun Xiaoyao would choose the former without hesitation.

Potential is more important than strength.

And now, in Jun Xiaoyao’s perception, the being in one of the iron cages contained an immense bloodline power.

It was like a burning sun.

In contrast, the aura in the other iron cage, although incredibly powerful and carrying a chilling murderous intent, had nothing particularly special.

At this moment, the host, an old man, spoke up: ”Ladies and gentlemen, next comes the main event. You would never guess where the creature on the left comes from.”

The old man, speaking, instructed the cloth to be lifted directly.

A life form, pitch black with wings on its back, looking like a Rakshasa evil ghost, appeared within.

It let out a sharp screech, sound waves seemingly capable of shattering a person’s Divine Palace True Spirit.

”That is...” Many cultivators stood up, staring in disbelief at the sinister life form.

The younger generation of cultivators looked somewhat puzzled, not really understanding.

Instead, some elders, after carefully observing the creature, gasped sharply.

”Is this really a being from the Exotic Celestial Demon Race?” an elderly white-haired man exclaimed in shock.

Upon hearing this, many cultivators’ eyes were shocked.

”Is it actually from the Exotic Realm?” Some young prodigies also looked curious.

Although they had heard of the Exotic Realm, they had never approached that place, let alone seen what creatures there looked like.

Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes also showed a strange look.

He remembered that the Primordial Heaven Venerable seemed to have gone to the Exotic Realm, bringing back the Body Scripture, Volume 1.

But he was also tainted with Exotic Dark Matter and unfortunately perished at last.

”Hehe, fellow daoist has sharp eyes. Yes, this is indeed a life form from the Exotic Celestial Demon Race,” the host laughed.

”How can an Exotic lifeform appear here? Could it be that the Exotic Realm is about to invade the Immortal Realm again?” Some elders couldn’t stay calm.

Because such a thing happened before.

It caused great suffering to the creatures of the Immortal Realm, and even Immortal Influences couldn’t withstand it, many of them perished.

Such a level of catastrophe could sweep across the entire Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.

The entire Immortal Realm would have no corners left untouched.

”Fellow daoist, you’re exaggerating. The Exotic Realm hasn’t made a big move in a long time. At most, it’s just minor skirmishes, with creatures occasionally entering the Immortal Realm, only to be either slain or captured,” the host laughed casually.

Hearing this, some elders finally breathed a little easier.

Now, everyone started to closely examine this Celestial Demon race creature.

”Wow, didn’t expect they could actually capture a living Celestial Demon from the Exotic Realm, such a strong race indeed,” a cultivator exclaimed in surprise.

Just like the Immortal Realm, the Exotic Realm had countless races.

There were many strong races, and even Immortal Emperor Races, like the Ancient Lan Race, the Other Shore Race, the Zu’an Race, and so on.

Though the Celestial Demon Race couldn’t yet be called an Immortal Emperor Race, they were still a powerful royal race from the Exotic Realm with deep heritage.

Seeing a living Celestial Demon race member was indeed a rarity for the attending cultivators.

”This is the strong Celestial Demon race from the Exotic Realm. The slave facing it is doomed to misfortune.”

”Indeed, the aura in that cage is strong, but unfortunately, it encountered the Celestial Demon Race from the Exotic Realm.”

The other cage hasn’t been unveiled yet, but most present believed the Celestial Demon Race was sure to win.

After all, being a strong Exotic race, they naturally gave off a powerful impression.

Seeing this scene, the host stroked his beard and said, ”Everyone, don’t be so quick to conclude. The strength of the other slave is also quite formidable.”

Speaking of which, the cloth on the iron cage was pulled open.

The crowd looked intently.

Inside the iron cage sat a young man.

The young man had long black hair hanging down, was bare to the waist, and his body was imprinted with golden patterns, ultimately converging onto his chest, revealing a sun totem.

Also prominent were the many hideous scars on him, one after another, making people wonder how this man survived.

At this moment, the man sat with closed eyes, unmoved by the commotion outside, as if in meditation.

”That’s it?”

Upon seeing this young man, many cultivators were stunned.

They thought something remarkable would appear.

But it was just a young man with seemingly decent cultivation.

In comparison to the Exotic Celestial Demon Race, this man seemed a bit disappointing.

”Everyone, do not underestimate him. He seems to belong to the Profound Celestial Immortal Realm and is likely a successor of a top-tier force,” the host said.

”The Profound Celestial Immortal Realm?”

Upon hearing this, some cultivators’ eyes started flickering.

The Nine Immortal Realms are separated by the endless cosmic sea of stars and dimension space.

Traversing an Immortal Realm is no simple matter.

This young man’s cultivation was evidently not particularly high, probably brought over by other powerhouses.

Now only he remained.

The host didn’t elaborate further.

Because this young man never talked about his identity and origin.

The Ten Thousand Treasures Commerce Association obviously couldn’t know much about forces from the Profound Celestial Immortal Realm, so they were unclear about this person’s origin.

He was just used as a gimmick for coming from another Immortal Realm.

Currently, both sides of the confrontation were clear.

But you didn’t need to be smart to see the Celestial Demon Race would win in a landslide.

As for that young man, although he came from the Profound Celestial Immortal Realm, no one knew his background or lineage.

No one had the confidence to bet on his victory.

”I wager sixty Immortal Origins, Celestial Demon Race wins,” Yin Yang Saint Son placed his bet.

Such an easy way to make money, only a fool wouldn’t bet.

”I wager fifty Immortal Origins, Celestial Demon Race wins,” a nobleman beside Yin Yang Saint Son also placed his bet.

He was Xia Lan, the Prince of the Great Xia Dynasty and also a Saint Heir of the Holy Spirit Academy.

”I’ll just bet ten Immortal Origins, I’m poor...” Hua Xiqing said regretfully.

Additionally, the Golden-Winged Roc King, Ye Xingyun, and others also bet on the Celestial Demon Race.

In their eyes, it was easy money.

At this moment, a voice came from a luxurious private box.

”We bet on the young man’s win, four hundred Immortal Origins!”

This statement left the entire venue in silence.

Everyone’s gaze turned uniformly towards that box.

”Did I hear wrong? Four hundred Immortal Origins, what kind of tycoon is this?”

”Even descendants from Immortal Influences cannot so casually take out that many Immortal Origins, right?”

”And this bet is completely off, it’s like asking to lose everything.”

”The voice sounds like that of the Eldest Princess of the Divine Dynasty...”

The entire venue was in an uproar, many people were shocked.

Previously, the young master Qian Duo of the commerce association personally led Jun Xiaoyao to the VIP box, so no one knew it was his box.

And when Wu Mingyue went in later, everyone assumed it was the box for the Eldest Princess of the Divine Dynasty.

”Sigh, that Princess really is a rich lady, but unfortunately too aloof...” Yin Yang Saint Son chuckled.

He thought Wu Mingyue was just wasting Immortal Origins.

Amid the commotion, the young man sitting cross-legged in the iron cage suddenly opened his eyes and gazed at Jun Xiaoyao’s box.

Those pure golden, rune-covered eyes were as sharp as an eagle’s, piercing through the void, locking eyes with Jun Xiaoyao!