Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Emperor Realm, the location of the Jun Family.

At this moment, it was already a sea of people, with countless carriages and horses from all directions gathering here.

There were ancient beasts with wings covering the sky, there were dragon horses neighing, and there were golden carriages cutting through the sky.

Ever since the Emperor’s Road was opened, after various celestial prides embarked on their journey,

The entire Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm has rarely seen such a lively scene.

”Dao Extreme Celestial Sect has arrived!” An emcee from the Jun Family shouted loudly.

An energetic elderly man led a group forward, he was that old Daoist from the Dao Extreme Celestial Sect.

The old Daoist’s essence, qi, and spirit at this moment were much better than before, clearly benefiting from the spiritual energy recovery of the Immortal Realm.

However, at this moment, the old Daoist’s gaze was complex, murmuring in his heart: ”Back then, the Jun Family’s Divine Son was so spirited, as soon as he was born, he suppressed the Venerable Demon Corpse, like the rising sun, famed across the four directions, but now...”

The old Daoist sighed inwardly.

But he also didn’t think that Jun Xiaoyao would fall so easily; perhaps he was undergoing some kind of trial right now.

”Da Shang Princess has arrived!”

With the announcement, the Da Shang Princess arrived.

She had attended Jun Xiaoyao’s tenth birthday banquet, and now returning, she was still radiant as before, yet her face was pale and haggard.

Many people around, seeing this scene, whispered among themselves.

”Da Shang Princess became lovesick at the sight of the Divine Son, not knowing how many young elites’ proposals she has refused by now.”

”Indeed, this Princess, upon hearing the Jun Family’s Divine Son perished in the Bronze Immortal Hall, shut herself in for seven days, withering for Jun, causing her entire being to weaken.”

”Alas, the most infuriating thing is, the Jun Family’s Divine Son probably doesn’t even know the surname or name of the Da Shang Princess; such a beautiful person only to be a mere passerby...”

”The Jun Family’s Divine Son is truly a man with heavy sins, having let down so many beautiful women...”

Many male cultivators around sighed.

Jun Xiaoyao alone fell in the Bronze Immortal Hall, yet it caused countless girls in the Immortal Realm to become heartbroken and haggard, losing appetite and sleep, truly a grievous sin.

But the Da Shang Princess didn’t pay attention to the surrounding gossip, only murmured to herself in her heart.

”Lord Divine Son, I attended your tenth birthday banquet, now you are eighteen, yet you haven’t come back.”

The one grieving for Jun Xiaoyao wasn’t just the Da Shang Princess alone.

In another direction, a group arrived, led by a woman wearing a red feather robe, with a slender figure, long legs, and snow-white skin.

Her long red hair was as bright as flames, a killing intent glimmering between her brows, her charming face as radiant as peach blossom.

She was Bai Yu’Er, the Princess of Vermilion Bird Ancient Country.

But now, the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country has merged with the other Three Ancient Countries into the Four Symbols Ancient Country.

And Bai Yu’Er was the ruling Empress of the Four Symbols Ancient Country.

She didn’t proceed to the Emperor’s Road.

Bai Yu’Er’s talent was indeed not mediocre, but in those places along the Emperor’s Road rampant with demons, Bai Yu’Er’s power was not sufficient.

She simply gave up, focusing solely on managing the Four Symbols Ancient Country for Jun Xiaoyao.

”Master, Yu’Er believes you definitely won’t be in trouble.” Bai Yu’Er whispered to herself.

She was a fervent admirer of Jun Xiaoyao, absolutely refusing to believe Jun Xiaoyao had fallen like that.

Additionally, Jun Linglong, Jun Ying’Er, and Nalan Ruoxi also didn’t go to the Emperor’s Road.

Their foundation was still too shallow; going to such places was like sending themselves to death, it’s better to stay at the Jun Family and cultivate in peace.

Following that, guests from Holy Spirit Academy, Demon Immortal Sect, Ji Family, Ye Family, and other Immortal Influences arrived as well.

However, those top celestial prides didn’t show up; they had already gone to fight on the Emperor’s Road, leaving some elders behind.

Seeing that the guests had mostly arrived, Jun Zhantian and others then made an appearance.

Regardless of Jun Zhantian or Jiang Rou, they didn’t show any sadness on their faces.

They originally never believed Jun Xiaoyao would fall, and later learned from the ancestors that Jun Xiaoyao indeed didn’t perish.

Thus Jun Zhantian was very at ease, he even somewhat anticipated Jun Xiaoyao’s return.

Surely it would bring a pleasant surprise to the Jun Family.

”Unfortunately, the eighteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, grandson couldn’t attend.” Jun Zhantian sighed slightly, this was the only thing he regretted.

”Everyone, thank you for attending my grandson’s coming-of-age ceremony. Although he is not here, I believe it won’t be long before he returns.” Jun Zhantian spoke loudly.

Upon hearing this, many people showed expressions of surprise and doubt.

”Could it be that the Jun Family’s Divine Son really isn’t dead?”

”Who knows, maybe the Jun Family is just heartbroken and deceiving themselves...”

Some factions questioned slightly, but it was just a quiet murmur, naturally not daring to voice it.

”Of course, the Jun Family’s Divine Son has the demeanor of a Great Emperor, how could he fall so easily?”

”Exactly, a place like the Bronze Immortal Hall couldn’t possibly hold the Divine Son...”

Many factions began flattering the Jun Family.

Jun Zhantian and others were happy to accept it.

However, at this moment.

Three figures emerged from the distant sky.

Simultaneously, a voice erupted in the void.

”Jun Family, stop deceiving yourselves.”

Upon hearing this, the entire crowd of guests from all factions was startled, as if struck by thunder.

”Who dares speak, have they lost their mind?”

”This is the Jun Family, who dares to be so presumptuous?”

Many directed their gaze.

Those three figures were surprisingly three Saints.

”Though Saints are strong, in front of the Desolate Ancient Royal Family, they’re nothing but ants.”

”They seem to be from the Ancient Royal Family...”

These three Saints hailed from Ox Demon Mountain, Pansi Cave, and Snake Emperor Valley of the three Taigu Royal Family factions.

However, coincidentally, these three Taigu Royal Families were vassal factions of the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

For a moment, many of the faction leaders and elder custodians had eyes that flickered.

Could it be that the scene they had speculated about was about to unfold?

”I don’t recall your names on the invitation list of my Jun Family.” Jun Zhantian said calmly.

He seemed to have anticipated this scene, his old face was quite calm, not angry.

Why bother getting angry at those destined to perish?

”Hehe, although we weren’t invited, we’ve come bringing gifts today.” Golden Horn Saint from Ox Demon Mountain chuckled coldly.

The Saint from Pansi Cave was a coquettish beauty called Lady Heizu, who revealed a seductive smile and flicked her jade hand.

Immediately, with a clanging sound.

A bell dropped to the ground.

”For today’s coming-of-age ceremony, we offer our condolences to the Jun Family’s Divine Son!” Celestial Snake Saint from Snake Emperor Valley said coldly.

The celestial prides from their three Ancient Royal Family factions were also killed by Jun Xiaoyao in the Immortal Ancient World, naturally bearing a deep hatred.

However, seeing this scene, all the guests took a deep breath.

Insane!

These three Saints must have a death wish; this is not how one commits suicide!

Jun Zhantian saw this, coldly chuckled: ”Originally, today’s coming-of-age ceremony of Xiaoyao was supposed to avoid bloodshed, but since you’ve sought your own demise, there’s no other choice.”

Jun Zhantian reached out, endless Dao Patterns interweaving in the void, aimed to crush the three Saints.

But at this moment, a vast aura surged from the distant sky, a ten-thousand-foot-long dragon claw descended from the sky, clashing with Jun Zhantian’s techniques.

This aura had surprisingly reached Quasi-Supreme Venerable!

”Will the scene of the Divine Son’s tenth birthday banquet repeat?” All the cultivators from the factions widened their eyes.

They sensed that a great confrontation was about to unfold!