Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Jun Xiaoyao never considered himself a person willing to selflessly sacrifice and give.

Everything he does is for him to ascend to the pinnacle, overlooking ancient times, gazing upon ages long past.

Such thoughts as saving the world, he considers somewhat naïve.

Jun Xiaoyao doesn’t believe he will be that figure in white, standing against the world, suppressing the source of darkness.

Of course, if Jun Xiaoyao has the strength to save others without risking himself, he doesn’t necessarily reject the notion.

He admires those who sacrifice themselves for the love of humanity, but he is not one of them.

With these thoughts in mind, Jun Xiaoyao turns around.

That misty silhouette is just a wisp of a remnant soul, tall and slim, graceful and lithe like flowing water.

Though she wears a white jade mask, one can imagine she must be an existence that captivates the world.

”So there remains a wisp of a remnant soul, senior,” Jun Xiaoyao said.

Even facing this Mythical Emperor, Jun Xiaoyao’s tone remains calm.

”You are... of that family,” Mi Fei’s remnant soul said.

”Oh, could it be that senior knows of it?” Jun Xiaoyao asked.

”That family has stood in the Immortal Realm for countless eras, not even Dark Chaos or Exotic Realms can bring them down.”

”To this day, members of your family are battling to suppress the chaos,” Mi Fei remarked with admiration.

Evidently, even the Mythical Emperor holds the Jun Family in high regard.

This is indeed the oldest and most untouchable force within the Immortal Realm.

”I never thought in my lifetime I would see a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body that has broken ten Chains to reach Great Success; you may be the greatest anomaly of this chaotic age,” Mi Fei said with deep meaning.

Jun Xiaoyao noticed the words ’in my lifetime’.

”Could it be that senior still exists somewhere?” Jun Xiaoyao asked curiously.

”If you continue to grow, perhaps one day, you will meet me at the Source...” Mi Fei murmured.

”The Source, what kind of place is that?” Jun Xiaoyao pondered, faced with yet another mystery.

Mi Fei gave no answer but instead said, ”Plant good seeds, reap good fruits; under the throne, there may be something you need.”

”Hope that one day, you have the ability to find me at the Source and join forces against the Era Great Tribulation...” Mi Fei’s voice echoed with an ethereal quality.

”The Source, Era Great Tribulation...” Jun Xiaoyao whispered to himself.

He sensed he might have touched upon deeper matters.

Matters relating to this glorious yet chaotic age.

”By the way, my companion actually received senior’s inheritance...” Jun Xiaoyao mentioned his doubt.

Mi Fei gave a deep look at Celestial Maiden Yuan, who was meditating, and shook her head slightly, saying, ”Just a pitiful soul...”

”What does that mean?” Jun Xiaoyao was puzzled.

How could receiving a Mythical Emperor’s inheritance make someone pitiful?

Mi Fei did not explain. She seemed to gaze into the distance, murmuring, ”I can sense that my true self is facing something terribly frightening...”

Jun Xiaoyao remained silent.

Is it just riddles then, is it? Can’t you be more clear?

This mysteriousness, what is the point?

But soon, Mi Fei’s remnant soul also transformed into a wisp of smoke and vanished.

Everyone inside the temple snapped back to reality at the same moment.

”Those scenes, are they what my Snake-man Race ancestors experienced?” Queen Medusa also saw the previous visions.

The Snake-man Race’s Divine being, tainted with strangeness and ominousness, then returned.

Strange grey mist spread, permeating the entire Snake-man Race.

The Snake-man Race’s strong fell into madness, killing each other, nearly annihilated.

The Snake-man Race fell from a thriving tribe to its current state.

”I never thought my Snake-man Race had such a past,” Cyan Snake General found it unbelievable.

They only saw the ancient images of the Snake-man Race and did not hear the dialogue between Jun Xiaoyao and Mi Fei’s remnant soul.

The information Mi Fei provided was too vast, and Jun Xiaoyao couldn’t entirely process it.

But for now, his primary concern was the greatest opportunity within the Tai’e Temple.

”Is it under that throne?”

Jun Xiaoyao thought and directly stepped onto the pyramid structure.

Celestial Maiden Yuan was still meditating, receiving Mi Fei’s inheritance.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced at Celestial Maiden Yuan.

The serene and beautiful face of Celestial Maiden Yuan, who was meditating, was as lovely as an elf’s.

Why did Mi Fei call her a pitiful soul?

What is her true identity, and how did she receive Mi Fei’s inheritance?

The jade pendant she cast out, whose essence blood does it contain and from where?

Jun Xiaoyao took a deep look, then shifted his gaze away.

Beneath the throne, Jun Xiaoyao indeed found an ancient box.

However, he did not open the box straight away.

Queen Medusa and others noticed, realizing that the greatest opportunity within the Tai’e Temple might lie within this ancient box.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao putting the ancient box away, Queen Medusa and others had no intention of objecting.

Without the assistance of Jun Xiaoyao’s Desolate Ancient Sacred Body Essence Blood, they would not have smoothly entered the Tai’e Temple.

Queen Medusa wouldn’t have obtained the Ancient Blood necessary for the Snake-man Race’s transformation.

They were already satisfied.

However, just as Jun Xiaoyao was about to put away the ancient box.

Suddenly, four shadows, like specters, dashed towards Jun Xiaoyao.

They simultaneously unleashed their Ultimate Killing Techniques!

Shadow Blade!

Heart Shattering Palm!

Witch God Curse!

Demon Owl Stab!

These four Extreme Techniques, any one of them could instantly kill an ordinary Saint.

Let alone all four combined, and in an assassination attempt.

This scene completely caught Queen Medusa and others off guard.

Yet surrounded by these four Ultimate Killing Techniques, Jun Xiaoyao’s expression remained unchanged.

”I, the Divine Son, was just wondering how long you could hold your patience.”

”Now that the treasure appears, you finally couldn’t help but reveal yourselves.”

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, simultaneously emanating a Magic Immunity ability.

The translucent gray-black Shadow Blade vanishes directly into the void.

”Don’t let him distract us, kill him!” one of the men in black said.

The remaining three intensified their efforts, launching their killing techniques.

Jun Xiaoyao flicked his finger, the Immortal Slaying Sword Technique clashing with the Heart Shattering Palm.

Then from his brow, an Order Divine Chain emerged, transforming into a golden short sword, precisely the Primordial Emperor Dao Sword.

The Primordial Emperor Dao Sword ferociously collided with the Demon Owl Stab, causing mighty ripples to erupt.

Finally, golden radiance surged all over Jun Xiaoyao, directly withstanding the Witch God Curse.

The eerie Witch God Curse, powerful enough to turn a Saint into black pus instantly, could not affect Jun Xiaoyao.

His Desolate Ancient Sacred Body can immunize against many strange energies.

Bang!

In but a single breath’s time, the absolute killing offensive of the four supreme assassins was effortlessly defused by Jun Xiaoyao.

Four figures floated in the void.

Each wore a black robe, exuding a sinister and chilly aura, with a faint scent of blood.

Evidently, these people have countless lives on their hands.

”It’s the Thirteen Great Thieves of the Imperial Road!” Yan Rumeng, Taiyin Jade Rabbit, and others couldn’t help but exclaim.

Even they have heard of the Thirteen Great Thieves of the Imperial Road.

They loot across the land, assassinating various Celestial Prides.

They even seize the physiques and bloodline origins of various Celestial Prides.

The Immortal Slayer Thief, ranked first among the Thirteen Great Thieves, is an extremely mysterious existence, one that all four-way Forbidden Celestial Prides dread.