Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

This strand of Immortal Aura, intertwined with golden and blood colors, like a dragon winding around Jun Xiaoyao, imbues his aura with a trace of supreme Immortal Intent.

This is a strand of Immortal Aura!

It’s not a mere descriptive term, but genuinely a strand of Immortal Aura!

”The Nine Great Celestial Books, each representing an Ultimate Dao, the Daluo Immortal Body has reached a certain fleshly ultimate, thus evolving a strand of Fleshly Immortal Qi,” Jun Xiaoyao pondered.

Beyond the True God Realm, from the Celestial God Realm to the Dao God Realm, and even the Quasi-Saint and Saint, one needs to comprehend Dao Principles.

But this strand of Immortal Aura is stronger than any Dao Principles.

Throughout countless eras ancient and modern, no one has been like Jun Xiaoyao, cultivating a strand of Immortal Aura in the True God Realm.

This is simply an impossible miracle!

”This strand of Fleshly Immortal Qi is an immense blessing to me, beyond words,” Jun Xiaoyao exclaimed.

Just the complete Daluo Immortal Body is already powerful enough; even an Ancient Sacred Weapon finds it hard to injure him.

With this strand of Fleshly Immortal Qi, Jun Xiaoyao even feels that destroying his flesh body won’t be easy for a Saint.

Even more terrifying is that the Daluo Immortal Body and Fleshly Immortal Qi can ascend with Jun Xiaoyao’s realm elevation.

”No wonder it’s the Body Book, one of the Nine Great Celestial Books; just the upper volume has allowed me to cultivate a strand of Immortal Aura. If I obtain the other Celestial Books, couldn’t I cultivate nine strands of Immortal Aura?” Jun Xiaoyao mused.

Throughout countless ages, celestial prides who cultivated nine strands of Immortal Aura in their youth almost don’t exist.

Let alone nine, in previous Emperor’s Roads, young celestial prides who could cultivate one or two Immortal Aura were enough to dominate the realm.

Jun Xiaoyao now, hasn’t even embarked on the Emperor’s Road, yet he’s already cultivated a strand of Immortal Aura.

In this aspect, Jun Xiaoyao has entirely surpassed his contemporaries.

”Even without adding Fleshly Immortal Qi, just relying on the Daluo Immortal Body, the Celestial God Realm poses no threat to me.”

”If I add a strand of Fleshly Immortal Qi, even the Celestial God Realm can’t be killed,” Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes slightly squinted.

The True God Realm and Celestial God Realm span a Great Realm, usually differing dramatically.

But for Jun Xiaoyao, this gap can entirely be bridged, even reversed.

Moreover, most importantly, Jun Xiaoyao’s metamorphosis isn’t complete yet!

”Next is this drop of Blood of the Fallen Immortal,” Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand.

Within the Mana Light Group, that drop of Blood of the Fallen Immortal emitted unparalleled ripples.

As if a world reflected in a single drop of blood.

This Blood of the Fallen Immortal not only amplifies Jun Xiaoyao’s Fleshly Immortal Qi, but is invaluable to him.

”My own Dao, the Divine Origin, hasn’t made much breakthrough so far. Perhaps this is an opportunity,” Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes were deep.

Not breaking through, but when he does, it must reach the ultimate.

”Without cultivating the Daluo Immortal Body, I wouldn’t dare to arbitrarily refine this drop of Blood of the Fallen Immortal, but now, there’s nothing to worry about,” Jun Xiaoyao muttered.

The energy within the Blood of the Fallen Immortal is too vast, even Jun Xiaoyao’s Desolate Ancient Sacred Body might be unable to withstand it.

But with the Daluo Immortal Body cultivated, Jun Xiaoyao’s flesh reaches the ultimate, and with his Fleshly Immortal Qi, he has no fear that the Blood of the Fallen Immortal will burst his flesh.

Jun Xiaoyao once again dove into seclusion, focusing on refining this drop of Blood of the Fallen Immortal.

This time’s seclusion clearly would last longer than refining seven Dragon Essence and cultivating the Daluo Immortal Body.

The Blood of the Fallen Immortal isn’t so easily refined, even Jun Xiaoyao would require some time.

During this passage of time, celestial prides entering the Immortal Ancient World also underwent gradual transformation and growth.

Among them, most celestial prides might fall.

But those who survive invariably make immense progress.

These celestial prides might shine gloriously on the Emperor’s Road later.

And as opportunities in the Immortal Ancient are unearthed one by one.

Remaining opportunities grow fewer and fewer.

Yet one place attracts all celestial prides’ attention.

That is the Ancient Spirit Land!

If the Immortal Ancient World’s Spiritual Qi is a hundred times denser than the external Immortal Realm.

Then the Spiritual Qi in the Ancient Spirit Land is a hundred times denser than the Immortal Ancient World.

The Ancient Spirit Land is situated deep within the Immortal Ancient World, a realm of absolute fertile land and Blessed Land.

The Spiritual Qi there is incredibly rich.

Opportunities abound.

It truly deserves the title of Spiritual Land.

Moreover, because of the advantageous environment, many ancient monsters choose to sleep in the Ancient Spirit Land.

The entire scope of the Ancient Spirit Land is vast enough to compare to a small Immortal Ancient World.

Thus those sleeping ancient monsters have no fear of disturbance.

In a region within the Ancient Spirit Land.

A woman with perfect features and graceful jade body descended here, precisely Yan Rumeng.

”This should be about the right area,” Yan Rumeng murmured.

As a Demon Emperor Body, she’s highly sensitive to various Demon Qi.

This time coming to the Ancient Spirit Land is to awaken the descendant of that Demon Dao Venerable.

That Demon Dao Venerable once was the pinnacle strongman in ancient times at the Demon God Palace.

His descendant’s strength is evidently extraordinary too.

Having roughly identified an area, Yan Rumeng summoned forth a Demon Talisman.

From the Demon Talisman flowed Demon Dao Runes.

Suddenly, the ground cracked open, with terrifying Demon Qi surging out.

The glimmers of aura made Yan Rumeng’s expression show amazement.

”The aura of the Celestial God Realm...” Yan Rumeng was surprised, but not unexpectedly.

The Ancient Spirit Land’s environment is advantageous, so ancient monsters sleeping here clearly can’t be of the same strength as current celestial prides.

Those pitch-black Demon Qi soared up, forming crows of black.

Soon, numerous crows converged mid-air into a demonic man cloaked in a black feather robe.

His emergence wrapped the surrounding heavens and earth in bleak ominous clouds.

Inevitable crow illusions appearing from the vault of heaven, constantly emitting soul-shaking, clamorous noise.

”Awakened, Calamity Demon Crow, Wushuo,” Yan Rumeng exclaimed, lost.

The body of that Demon Dao Venerable was a Calamity Demon Crow bringing endless catastrophe.

His descendant Wushuo also controls ominous and cursed ancient monster energy.

”Finally awoken, this era carries a sense of Enlightenment,” Wushuo mused.

These ancient monsters sealed themselves due to hopelessness in their time, unable to testify the Dao.

Yet this era, a time of great contention, celestial prides prosper.

Even ancient monsters feel hopes of testifying the Dao.

”You are...”

Wushuo turned his gaze to Yan Rumeng, a hint of amazement flashed in his dark red eyes.

Yan Rumeng indeed is a peerless beauty, drawing attention.

”I am the Divine Maiden of the contemporary Demon God Palace.”

Receiving Wushuo’s gaze, Yan Rumeng slightly knitted her elegant brows.

She dislikes when others gaze at her like this.

The only one exempt from gazing at her this way seems to be Jun Xiaoyao.

Although not pleased, Calamity Demon Crow Wushuo, ultimately is an ancient monster of the Demon God Palace.

Therefore, Yan Rumeng informed Wushuo of some happenings in the Immortal Ancient World.

”What, you were even humiliated by Jun Family’s celestial pride?” Upon hearing, Wushuo displayed a cold expression.