Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

This unexpected scene caught everyone off guard.

The minds of all the Burial Soil Creatures present were somewhat short-circuited, unable to process it.

A moment ago, the Netherworld King Hall powerhouse was still lofty, and the next moment he was crushed into a bloody mist.

But what shocked and terrified everyone was not the downfall of the Netherworld King Hall powerhouse.

It was the person who acted.

A peerless silhouette stepped out slowly from the ruptured space.

A black skirt billowed, wrapping around Linglong’s proud and charming figure.

Three thousand strands of dark hair fluttered in the wind, skin as pristine as snow, like a beauty carved from cold jade.

She wore a ghost face mask on her face, making her true appearance impossible to glimpse.

The one who acted was none other than the Domain Lord of Senluo Realm, Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor!

Her aura was extremely terrifying, carrying a supreme pressure that caused the surrounding space to tremble incessantly.

Although her face was masked, her eyes seemed to contain scenes of sun destruction and star collapse, her entire presence was astonishingly impactful.

”It’s the Domain Lord of Senluo Realm!”

”The Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor, why did she appear!”

The appearance of the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor caused an uproar, with exclamations echoing throughout the venue.

Because everyone was truly too shocked.

The Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor was very mysterious and aloof in the minds of the Burial Soil Creatures.

Although all Burial Soil Creatures had heard of the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor, very few had actually seen her.

Moreover, the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor did not establish her own faction, so her opportunities to show up in the world were even rarer.

Ninety-nine percent of the creatures present were seeing the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor for the first time.

As for why they recognized her immediately, it was naturally because of that ghost face mask.

No creature dared to wear the same mask in Burial Soil.

Because once, a Celestial Pride wore a similar mask, and his entire clan was wiped out by the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor with a single palm.

After that, no creature dared to wear such a mask again.

”Oh my god, the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor has actually appeared, why would she do this?”

”Most importantly, she killed the Netherworld King Hall powerhouse!”

Everyone present remained deeply shaken.

The Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor acted swiftly, her cold gaze turned towards the powerhouses of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race.

”Did you also oppose just now?”

The Female Burial Emperor’s voice was icy cold, making all the powerhouses of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Even a Saint Master Level powerhouse appeared insignificant and humble, like an ant, in the presence of the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor.

”No... we...”

Before the powerhouses of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race could explain, the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor had already pointed a finger.

A terrifying Death Nether Light Beam pierced through the void, instantly creating a pitch-black hole on the foreheads of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race’s powerhouses.

Corpse after corpse fell down.

”And you...” The Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor’s gaze once again turned towards the Rakshasa Race, Undead Race, and others.

Because the Celestial Pride among these races were killed by Jun Xiaoyao at the Ten Kings’ Grand Banquet.

They naturally loathed Jun Xiaoyao.

The powerhouses of the two races were so terrified that their souls nearly left their bodies. They retreated violently, shouting loudly, ”Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor, as the emperor of Burial Soil, why would you act for an outsider?!”

The angry cries of the powerhouses were not enough to stop the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor’s slaughter.

She took action once more, her jade palm swept out, overturning star rivers, reversing the heavens and earth, boiling the void, with various Death Nether Qi and Death Laws interwoven.

In the void, blood-red Other Shore Flowers bloomed one after another.

That was the lives of powerhouses withering away.

The entire venue fell silent!

Watching this scene, all the Burial Soil Creatures were left speechless.

Even though death in Ancient Burial Land is not particularly taboo, witnessing such slaughter firsthand was still quite astonishing.

”Is this the strength of the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor?” One Burial Soil creature mumbled.

Not just Saint Masters, but even several Quasi-Supreme Powerhouses couldn’t withstand a single move from the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor.

Of course, what shocked everyone the most was not the strength of the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor.

Rather, why she would act on behalf of Jun Xiaoyao?

”Oh my god, don’t tell me, even the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor is captivated by Jun Family Celestial Pride’s looks?”

”Impossible, absolutely impossible, what kind of being is the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor, how could she be so shallow?”

”Then tell me, why is the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor acting for Jun Family Celestial Pride?”

”This... I can’t understand, completely incomprehensible.”

All around, numerous whispers and discussions ignited.

It was truly that they couldn’t fathom the behavior of the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor.

Consider, a female powerhouse only known in legends suddenly appears to slaughter same-realm creatures for an outsider Celestial Pride.

How can this be comprehended?

”Could it be, truly captivated by Jun Family Celestial Pride’s looks?” Some people couldn’t help but think.

Because apart from this reason, they couldn’t think of any other reasons.

Strength comparison?

While Jun Xiaoyao was indeed a demon among the younger generation, it’s unlikely he would be regarded highly by a powerhouse like the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor.

The only thing worth praising would be looks.

”Oh my god, wouldn’t it be, even the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor is going to fall for this outsider kid?”

”Women like the Female Burial Emperor, who rank first on the Burial Soil Beauty List, even surpassing Princess Langhuan who ranks second?”

”Will the first and second beauties of Burial Soil fall victim to this kid?”

”Envy, jealousy, hatred!”

Many of the male Celestial Prides present had eyes that turned blood red, teetering on the brink of madness with jealousy.

Not only the world-renowned Princess Langhuan was crazy about Jun Xiaoyao.

But even the mysterious, high and aloof, legendary Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor acted to guard Jun Xiaoyao.

Lemon spirit!

Today, all the male Burial Soil creatures turned into lemon spirits!

”No way, no way, won’t the Female Burial Emperor also compete with this princess for the little cute puppy?” Even Lang Huan was surprised, caught very off guard.

In an instant, she felt an immense sense of vigilance and crisis.

A woman like the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor is actually most attractive to a youth like Jun Xiaoyao.

After all, who wouldn’t want to say, Auntie, I don’t want to strive anymore?

With the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor behind him, Jun Xiaoyao could practically walk horizontally in Ancient Burial Land.

This opportunity to be kept shouldn’t be missed.

Thus, Langhuan felt deeply threatened, competing for a man with an opponent like the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor was too tough.

A mature, mysterious, and forceful empress type woman like her, is probably most appealing to youths.

It seems the entire venue was mistaken, thinking the Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor acted because she had a special attitude towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Only Jun Xiaoyao himself held a certain understanding upon seeing the ghost face mask on the Female Burial Emperor’s face.

”Again with this ghost face mask, the third time.” Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

The first time was at the Celestial Dao Tower on the forty-ninth floor of the Holy Spirit Academy, where a Ghost-faced Maiden appeared, constantly calling him brother.

The second time was at the Heroic Spirit Altar in the Lower Realm, where the figure of a Ghost-faced Woman manifested to guard and pave the way for Jun Xiaoyao.

And now, it’s the third time.

Unlike the previous two times, this time it’s not some phantom imprint, but a real woman.

What is this ghost face mask, truly?

Are the women who appeared these three times the same person?

And what is the relationship with Jun Xiaoyao?

Jun Xiaoyao fell into deep thought.