Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Chapter 165: Chapter 165: Jun Xiaoyao Sets Out, Divine Maiden of the Demon God Palace Descends to the Lower Realm, Lin Feng’s One-Year Promise

As time passed, the Lower Realm Ten Lands experienced massive changes.

Rumors spread of a prodigious talent appearing on a continent, suspected to possess the Chaos Body, shocking the entire land.

It is known that even in the Immortal Realm, a Chaos Body is a terrifying constitution, rarely seen over millennia, ranked among the top ten of the Three Thousand Physiques.

However, that such a Chaos Body would appear in the barren Lower Realm left a group of Immortal Realm prodigies utterly astonished and shocked to their cores.

On another continent, rumors spoke of an inheritor of the Devouring God Demon Technique emerging, capable of devouring all life.

Furthermore, a mysterious being from the Immortal Realm, long buried within the Lower Realm Ten Lands, resurfaced, aiming to seize the Destiny and World Origin during these chaotic times.

Such news left the Immortal Realm prodigies astounded.

Even the prodigies from the Immortal Realm’s lower domains had to act with caution, lest they fall victim to unexpected situations.

Another year passed.

In the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm, at the Jun Family.

It had been over two years since Jun Xiaoyao last entered seclusion.

Jun Xiaoyao was now fourteen years old.

Though not very old, he already appeared as a handsome youth of sixteen or seventeen.

Additionally, he was tall and elegant, clad in white robes that outshone snow, exuding an extraordinary and ethereal aura like an immortal.

During this period, Jun Xiaoyao refined all one thousand pieces of Immortal Origin.

The number of Daluo Immortal Bones in his body reached seventy.

However, Jun Xiaoyao could distinctly feel that as his cultivation progressed, the amount of Immortal Origin required for refining Daluo Immortal Bones increased.

Moreover, low grade Immortal Origin was gradually becoming inadequate for his cultivation.

”This Daluo Immortal Body truly is a bottomless pit.” Jun Xiaoyao opened his eyes, his dark pupils deep as the night sky.

A sense of urgency began to build within him.

He needed to reap the harvest quickly.

”Well then, reaching a bottleneck in cultivation means a trip to the Lower Realm is in order.” Jun Xiaoyao murmured to himself.

The bottleneck he referred to was with the Immortal Seed, not with his cultivation realm.

As long as he found the path suited for himself, Jun Xiaoyao could progress effortlessly in his cultivation.

Becoming a Saint, even achieving the status of Supreme Venerable, would be simple tasks.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao emerged from seclusion, seeking out Jun Linglong and others to inquire about recent events.

”Ten Lands in chaos, with various heaven-defying prodigies emerging, some even from the Immortal Realm, suffering defeat in the Lower Realm at the hands of natives?”

Upon hearing this news, Jun Xiaoyao was somewhat surprised.

It seemed that the Ten Heaven-Defying Sons were gradually revealing themselves.

Among them were both males and females.

Jun Xiaoyao could almost see ten lush green stalks of leeks waving at him.

No time to lose, Jun Xiaoyao was not someone who dawdled.

He immediately reported to his family about his intention to visit the Lower Realm.

Jun Zhantian and others helped him prepare for the journey.

This time, Jun Xiaoyao took only the Nine-headed Lion and Yi Yu with him.

The rest of the sequence each had their own opportunities, and Jun Xiaoyao did not intend to force them to follow him.

After all, individuals like Jun Zhangjian were carrying the title of sequence and could not be considered his followers.

Before long, Jun Zhantian arrived with three figures in tow.

Among these three figures, one was an elder in a green robe.

Another was a middle-aged man in jet-black battle armor, resembling a Demon God.

The remaining one was a beautiful woman in palace attire, her skin white as cream and her figure voluptuous.

With a glance, Jun Xiaoyao could see that even the weakest of the three, the palace-dressed beauty, had a Quasi-Saint cultivation.

The remaining middle-aged man and the elder both possessed Saint cultivation.

In the Lower Realm, the rules of Heaven and Earth only allowed for the presence of Saints at most, and stronger beings could not be born.

Even sending stronger individuals to the Lower Realm would result in their cultivation being suppressed.

Despite their high cultivation, they showed great respect to Jun Xiaoyao, cupping their hands in greeting.

”Subordinates pay respects to the Jun Family’s Divine Son!”

”Grandfather, who are they...” Jun Xiaoyao inquired with curiosity.

”Haha, these three were powerful beings who ascended from the Lower Realm and were recruited by our Jun Family to be trained further. They are the most familiar with the Lower Realm.” Jun Zhantian explained.

Upon hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao understood.

Compared to those guardians and clan elders, these ascended strong beings indeed had a better understanding of the Lower Realm and could better assist Jun Xiaoyao.

This displayed Jun Zhantian’s meticulousness, always ensuring Jun Xiaoyao’s safety.

”I will trouble you.” Jun Xiaoyao slightly cupped his hands in gratitude.

”Divine Son, there’s no need to be so polite.” The three powerful beings returned the gesture.

After preparations, the Jun Family directly used grand methods to break through the barriers of the plane.

Of course, the cost was significant, but for Jun Xiaoyao, the Jun Family was willing to pay any price.

At the same time.

The Ye Family also arranged for a group of prodigies to descend, among them Ye Xingyun.

”I have a premonition that in the Lower Realm, I will not only gain great opportunities but also powerful allies, establishing my own faction!” Ye Xingyun’s eyes blazed with determination.

This was his best chance to surpass Jun Xiaoyao!

Meanwhile, the Little Western Heaven Buddha’s Son, Fa Hai, also intended to descend.

”Amitabha Buddha, my opportunities lie in the Lower Realm. When the time comes, I shall convert the people of a domain into believers, gathering the power of faith.”

”I refuse to believe that even then, I cannot defeat Jun Xiaoyao!”

Fa Hai said, eyes flickering with demonic light.

At Champion Marquis’s Mansion, Yang Pan also planned to descend.

”With this Marquis’s destiny, who can stop me in the Lower Realm?” Yang Pan began to swell with pride again.

After the rain had passed and the sky was clear, he once again felt confident.

...

In an ancient Ancient Demon Mountain, a seductive voice resonated.

”Yan Rumeng, this time, descend to bring back the Celestial Demon Royal Family’s Crown Prince.”

”Back when the Jun Family suppressed the Ten Great Ancient Races and drove the Celestial Demon Royal Family to the Lower Realm, who would have thought that now a prodigious talent with an ancestral demon god bloodline would appear?”

”He is of great importance to our Demon God Palace.”

”Yes, Yan Rumeng will obey the Little Demon Empress’s orders.”

A breathtakingly beautiful woman, perfect and flawless, emerged.

Clad in a pink dress, with hair cascading like waterfalls, snowy white skin, and long jade-like legs.

Yan Rumeng, the Divine Maiden of the Demon God Palace, was an unignorable presence even in the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm.

”I hope I don’t encounter the Jun Family’s Divine Son, otherwise, trying to bring back the Celestial Demon Crown Prince will be difficult...” Yan Rumeng massaged her temples with her jade-like fingers, feeling vexed.

Amid the turbulent winds in the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm.

In the Lower Realm, Celestial Profound Continent, East Profound Realm, before an ancient Spirit Mountain.

A challenge that captivated the masses drew the gaze of all directions.

The reason this battle attracted so much attention was due to the legendary nature of both combatants.

One was a proud daughter of heaven from the Nalan Clan, a reclusive family in the East Profound Realm.

The other was a young master from a small, third-rate country family.

Originally, this was expected to be a foregone conclusion.

Yet today, it attracted over a hundred thousand spectators.

Among them were other hidden clans, super dynasties, and supreme sacred lands.

Many descendants of great powers appeared, awaiting the battle’s commencement.

The reason was simple: the young master, Lin Feng, had become a top prodigy renowned throughout the East Profound Realm.

From a waste to a genius, Lin Feng achieved this transformation in merely a year.

Even the simplest minds knew Lin Feng obtained an astonishing opportunity.

Yet no power dared to target Lin Feng.

Why?

Because behind Lin Feng, there was a power inherited from the Immortal Realm, backing him!

This faction even had powerful beings descend to the Lower Realm, shaking all directions.

Thus, no power dared to provoke Lin Feng.

At this moment, under the watchful eyes of countless onlookers, a young man in a green robe stepped into the void, his face resolute and cold.

”Nalan Ruoxi, come out!”