Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Chapter 482: Chapter 480: Omen of the Immortal Battle, Jun Family Coming-of-Age Ceremony, Jun Xiaoyao Awakens at Last, The Eighteen-Year-Old Saint!

Secret location within the Hongzhou Ancestral Dragon Nest.

Figures exuding overwhelmingly powerful auras gathered in this area.

”What do you all think about this matter?” asked a prominent figure from the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

”What else can we do? The Jun Family is building bridges openly while crossing secretly,” the Elder from Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain said coldly.

”Jun Xiaoyao has been dead for two years, and they hold an adult ceremony at this time, are they joking with kids? They must be thinking about how to monopolize the Reincarnation Demon Sect’s Treasure Vault,” remarked an elder from Ancient Crocodile Lake.

The Purple Qilin Cave Master, the father of the Qilin Child, coldly declared, ”The Jun Family’s foundation is already deep enough; we can’t let them get the Reincarnation Demon Sect’s Treasure Vault. Otherwise, which Immortal Influence in the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm can balance against the Jun Family?”

Since the Qilin Child perished at the hands of Jun Lingcang, the Purple Qilin Cave Master resents the Jun Family immensely.

It can be said that the massacre in the Immortal Ancient World two years ago was like a trigger.

And now, the appearance of the Reincarnation Demon Sect’s Treasure Vault is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire, igniting the Ancient Royal Family’s intent to annihilate the Jun Family.

The vault of an Immortal Influence is incredibly valuable; if it falls into the hands of the Jun Family, it would certainly bolster them significantly.

How could the Ancient Royal Family and other influences continue to exist?

”Indeed, the Jun Family is already strong enough; if they acquire the Treasure Vault and the Emperor’s Six Paths Reincarnation Disc, the Jun Family will undoubtedly grow even more unscrupulous,” said the prominent figure from the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

”So you all are suggesting...” the Elder from Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain hesitated.

”Immortal Battle...” The prominent figure from the Ancestral Dragon Nest spoke gravely.

”Immortal Battle!” the Purple Qilin Cave Master echoed coldly.

”Yes, it’s time to teach the Jun Family a lesson. Even if we can’t completely uproot them, at least make them bleed and hurt a bit,” said the elder from Ancient Crocodile Lake.

”Fine, the Immortal Battle is the last resort. What we need to do is ensure the Jun Family doesn’t acquire the Reincarnation Demon Sect’s Treasure Vault.”

”Exactly, perhaps we can contact other influences; the Jun Family has enemies beyond just us, the Ancient Royal Family,” remarked the Purple Qilin Cave Master.

”Haha, being targeted by so many Immortal Influences, even if the Jun Family gets eradicated, they will be remembered for generations,” they laughed coldly one by one, as if they saw the complete downfall of the Desolate Ancient Royal Family.

And this time, they were very confident.

Because it’s not just one Immortal Influence targeting the Jun Family.

In past Immortal Battles, it was always two Immortal Influences facing off, but this time, it’s an uneven battle.

The news of this secret meeting did not spread.

However, the atmosphere across the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm was somewhat peculiar.

Many people vaguely felt as though an apocalyptic storm was forming overhead in the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm.

Other influences also had this premonition, and the Jun Family certainly couldn’t be unaware.

Yet the entire Jun Family remained calm, seeming like a fisherman sitting with stability, completely ignoring the storm.

And as time went by, Jun Xiaoyao’s adult ceremony was about to begin.

At that time, the Jun Family would still widely invite various influences from the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm to attend the ceremony.

This was destined to be the strangest adult ceremony of all.

Because the protagonist was Jun Xiaoyao, who was believed to have died for two years.

Just as the entire Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm was abuzz about this affair.

In a void of space.

A magnificent, archaic bronze palace was suspended between the cosmos.

It was like a driftwood boat floating along the ocean of the universe.

Inside the Bronze Immortal Hall, completely submerged in Primordial Qi, Jun Xiaoyao’s flesh body had fully reformed.

Each inch of skin, each inch of bone, was unbelievably perfect, as if crafted by heaven’s skillful hands, sculpting the most perfectly proportioned existence.

Jun Xiaoyao already had the demeanor of an Exiled Immortal, and after reconstruction, he exuded a flawless aura.

He was practically the embodiment of heaven’s purity.

”This lad is truly handsome, making me almost unable to resist...” a seductive female voice echoed again in the Bronze Immortal Hall.

”You lascivious woman, your eyes haven’t left that boy for these two years!” the Old Blind Man grumbled.

”Unlike you, I am not blind; with a handsome young man, why not feast my eyes?” The seductive voice laughed gleefully.

”Hey, you should know, this lad actually absorbed all the Immortal Ancient Spirits,” the Hanging Feather Parrot spoke.

”No wonder he’s the master’s fated one; he managed to recover completely,” the Hobbler’s voice sounded.

Two years passed like the blink of an eye to beings like them.

During this time, they also kept observing Jun Xiaoyao.

One had to admit, Jun Xiaoyao was astonishing.

His flesh body, under the repeated compression of Primordial Qi, not only didn’t shatter completely but instead was restructured.

His entire body was enveloped in Immortal Light, surrounded by profound Dao Patterns.

It was as if the Primordial Qi had a skillful hand, recreating Jun Xiaoyao’s body in the most perfect ”Dao” and ”principle” once more.

Ensuring that Jun Xiaoyao’s every inch of flesh was perfect, harmonious, and unified with the Dao.

Not only that, but Jun Xiaoyao’s Primordial Spirit was also protected by a fragmented Ancient Talisman, preserving a trace of vitality.

Then within these two years, Jun Xiaoyao’s Primordial Spirit fully absorbed and refined the Immortal Ancient Spirit.

Keep in mind, the Immortal Ancient Spirit possesses the vast soul power of the Immortal Ancient World’s will, indescribable.

Even Supreme Venerables must be cautious when refining it.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao absorbed it completely within two years.

Jun Xiaoyao’s Primordial Spirit had already returned to its original state.

Moreover, in his Primordial Spirit, there were three Flowers of the Great Dao.

Each representing the past, present, and future.

The Current Primordial Spirit had already been reshaped.

While the Past Primordial Spirit was previously only a nascent form.

With the complete consumption and refining of the Immortal Ancient Spirit, the Past Primordial Spirit was finally formed.

Upon the Flower of the Great Dao sat the Past Primordial Spirit, resembling a miniature Jun Xiaoyao, shrouded in an aura of time.

With the river of time coiled around the Past Primordial Spirit, adding an extra layer of mystery.

”Now that the Past Primordial Spirit is formed, I suppose the boy is about to awaken,” the Old Blind Man remarked, clicking his tongue.

He specialized in the Soul Dao, making him the most adept among them.

”This lad is truly a demon; the Three Lives Primordial Spirit, Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, Supreme Bone, various powerful cultivation techniques and divine techniques, and even the Bronze Tripod capable of holding Primordial Qi—even heirs of Immortal Influences wouldn’t be this exceptional, would they?” the Hanging Feather Parrot found it incredible.

”Otherwise, how would he be the master’s fated one? Given his talent and power, it’s normal,” the Hobbler said.

At that time, Jun Xiaoyao, who had been slumbering within the All Things Mother Qi Tripod, gently twitched his eyelids.

After two years of slumber, the eighteen-year-old Jun Xiaoyao finally slowly opened his eyes.

Instantly, an incomparably terrifying aura erupted!

The aura was neither Dao God Realm nor Quasi-Saint, but...

Saint!

Eighteen-year-old Saint!