Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

”Now that the war on the Hidden Dragon Continent is settled, after resting for three days and reorganizing the army, head directly to the continent where the Ancient Divine Race is to offer support.”

”This time, I, the Divine Son, want not only to eradicate the Ten Great Sinful Races, but also the Ancient Demon Race, the Ancient Demon Race, and the forces behind them—all must be wiped out, leaving no trace!”

Jun Xiaoyao’s words were resounding, filled with a murderous aura as sharp as a sword, ready to burst forth.

”Yes, we will follow the orders of Lord Divine Son!” Emperor Dayin and others cupped their hands.

”Alright, go and quell the remaining enemies.” Jun Xiaoyao said casually.

Emperor Dayin and the others retreated with cupped hands.

Fang Han glanced at Jun Xiaoyao, who was seated on the high throne.

That was originally the throne of his father, Emperor Dayin.

Now that Jun Xiaoyao was sitting there, not only was Emperor Dayin not angry, but he felt it was rightfully so.

A strong sense of defeat filled Fang Han’s heart.

Even his father was respectful and courteous to Jun Xiaoyao; what kind of worth did he have as his son?

”Ying’Er, let’s retreat as well.” Fang Han said to Jun Ying’Er beside him.

Jun Ying’Er shook her head, her face still a bit flushed, and said, ”Fang Han, you go first. I still have some things I want to talk about with Lord Divine Son.”

”This...” Fang Han was taken aback, clenching his fist tightly.

Then, with a somber expression, he turned and left without a word.

Jun Ying’Er didn’t mind Fang Han’s attitude; at this moment, all her attention was focused on Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao sat on the throne, dressed in clean white clothes, with radiant Immortal Radiance; his divine and handsome appearance was hard to portray with mere words.

Jun Ying’Er directly knelt in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

”What are you doing?” Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow.

”Ying’Er thanks the Divine Son for saving the Great Yin Dynasty and saving Ying’Er.”

”Secondly, thank the Divine Son for being willing to take Ying’Er back to the Immortal Realm.”

Jun Ying’Er’s beautiful eyes were brimming with tears, as if shimmering with a sparkling luster.

The heavens know how long she had waited for this day.

Although in the Great Yin Dynasty, she was a respected princess.

But the loneliness of being separated from her family was something only Jun Ying’Er knew.

Now Jun Xiaoyao had appeared, intending to take her back to the Immortal Realm.

To Jun Ying’Er, Jun Xiaoyao was like a beacon of hope in the darkness.

”It’s just a small matter, no need for thanks, and I’m also friends with your brother.” Jun Xiaoyao slightly raised his hand, and mana surged.

Jun Ying’Er was directly lifted up.

Jun Xiaoyao didn’t mention that Jun Wanjie had already submitted to him.

”Is that so, it’s fortunate that my brother can befriend the Divine Son; then my brother, he...” Jun Ying’Er wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with her jade hand, feeling joyful inside.

”He’s doing quite well, he has become the Fifth Sequence of the Jun Family.” Jun Xiaoyao said.

”Really, that’s wonderful.” Jun Ying’Er’s joy was evident on her face.

She understood well what being the Fifth Sequence meant.

The brother who, when she was young, always talked about becoming stronger and reaching the pinnacle, to give her a good life, had now truly fulfilled his promise.

”I still have some matters to resolve in the Lower Realm, so I might have to wait until everything is settled before I can take you back to the Immortal Realm.” Jun Xiaoyao said.

”Just the fact that the Divine Son can take Ying’Er back to the Immortal Realm fills Ying’Er with gratitude; waiting a bit longer isn’t a problem.” Jun Ying’Er replied urgently.

She had already waited for so many years.

Could she care about this bit of time?

”By the way, there’s something I want to ask you.” Jun Xiaoyao seemed to recall something and said.

”Please speak, Divine Son.” Jun Ying’Er replied.

”What is the situation with that prince just now?” Jun Xiaoyao asked.

”Are you referring to Fang Han, Divine Son? He is the Sixteenth Prince of the Great Yin Dynasty, who was previously ridiculed. Ying’Er took pity on him and helped him.”

Jun Ying’Er told Jun Xiaoyao about Fang Han.

Including how he was initially an idiotic prince but later rose suddenly to become a Celestial Pride.

”I see.”

After hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao was mostly certain.

This Fang Han is likely the Heaven-defying Child of the Hidden Dragon Continent.

Although Jun Xiaoyao didn’t know what Fang Han’s chance was, the aura of World Origin couldn’t escape his probing.

”Although Fang Han hasn’t shown it obviously, he can’t hide the dissatisfaction he feels towards me.”

”Is it because I overshadowed him?” Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

The little schemes in Fang Han’s heart? How could Jun Xiaoyao not know?

He could toy with even the Celestial Prides of the Immortal Realm, let alone a mere Heaven-defying Child in the Lower Realm.

Jun Xiaoyao also noticed that Fang Han had feelings for Jun Ying’Er.

And Jun Ying’Er’s attitude towards him had undoubtedly deepened the resentment in Fang Han’s heart.

”Fang Han, you better have some self-awareness.” Jun Xiaoyao mused inwardly.

If Fang Han dared to make any moves, even though he was a prince of the Great Yin Dynasty, Jun Xiaoyao wouldn’t spare him.

In fact, Jun Xiaoyao even hoped that Fang Han would make some moves.

That way, he could openly and justifiably seize Fang Han’s opportunity.

As for now, with the Great Yin Dynasty quelling the Sin Race and achieving great feats, it wouldn’t be appropriate for Jun Xiaoyao to act against Fang Han at this time.

The entire chaos of the Hidden Dragon Continent was thus pacified.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao only needed to go to the continent of the Ancient Divine Race to completely resolve the scourge of the Ten Great Sinful Races.

And just as the Hidden Dragon Continent entered the final cleanup phase.

The other continents were not peaceful either.

Since Jun Xiaoyao descended to the Lower Realm, he had visited a total of four continents.

Namely, the Celestial Profound Continent, the Star Continent, the Senluo Continent, and the Hidden Dragon Continent.

But besides these four continents, there were six other continents that Jun Xiaoyao hadn’t ventured to yet.

These six continents too were surging with turbulent waves.

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The Guiyuan Continent is one of the Lower Realm Ten Lands.

At this moment, in a hidden gorge on the Guiyuan Continent, a battle of Celestial Prides was breaking out.

With a booming sound, a young man in a purple robe was blasted away, spitting out blood from his mouth.

In his eyes, there was anger and fear as he looked at the figure opposite him.

It was a youth dressed in a black and gold robe, with ink-black hair, pale skin, and a handsome appearance.

He looked slender and tall, like a frail scholar who might collapse at the mere blow of wind.

But upon recognizing this youth’s strength, the purple-robed young man’s eyes showed a trace of unwillingness and despair.

”I’ve risen all the way to this point, favored by the heavens, how could I lose, there’s no one of the younger generation on this continent who can surpass me!”

The purple-robed youth roared unwillingly.

He was originally an abandoned disciple of a small sect, and after accidentally obtaining a mass of World Origin,

he rose abruptly, bursting with opportunities, sweeping across the land.

Eventually, he even eradicated the sect that had expelled him.

However, as the purple-robed youth was indulging in his triumph, even starting to envision dominating the entire continent,

this fair-skinned, overly pale, handsome youth suddenly appeared before him.

And his overwhelming strength left even the purple-robed youth stunned.

Despite possessing World Origin, he couldn’t defeat this youth.

This was simply inconceivable!

”It seems you are the Child of Destiny of Guiyuan Continent. I’ve set my sights on your World Origin.”

The youth reached out, the dense Power of Reincarnation spreading out.

Vaguely, behind him, there appeared to be a massive phantom of a wheel.

On that wheel, six paths of all beings were inscribed, as if capable of drawing all living souls into reincarnation!