Sacred Body of the Immortals

Just thinking about this possibility made Jun Xiaoyao's heart flutter slightly.

After collecting the Ancient Sacred Body remains, everything could be considered complete and perfect.

During this entry into Panwu Mausoleum, Jun Xiaoyao obtained the Panhuang Time Sword through signing in, acquired the Fallen Sacred Body at the Saint realm, and gained Panwu Emperor's Sacred Body insights.

In short, it was a fully rewarding trip that didn't disappoint.

Afterwards, Jun Xiaoyao left the ancient palace and headed towards the exit of Panwu Mausoleum.

He didn't care about the other opportunities within Panwu Mausoleum, and there weren't any celestial resources here either.

Therefore, Jun Xiaoyao left without any hesitation.

Outside, many people were still discussing the various events that had occurred earlier.

Particularly Jun Xiaoyao's performance, which had been extremely impressive.

Panwu Divine Lord and others maintained black expressions on their faces.

This time, Panwu Divine Dynasty had lost tremendous face.

They would likely be mocked by various forces in the celestial realm for a long time.

At this moment, at the ancient tablet entrance to Panwu Mausoleum, a beam of light descended, and from it emerged an otherworldly figure in spotless white clothes - it was Jun Xiaoyao.

"Oh? It's the Jun family's Divine Son?"

"Why did he come out so quickly?"

Many people were stunned when they saw Jun Xiaoyao appear.

They had thought he would stay inside for at least several days and nights.

"Could it be that Jun family's Divine Son failed the trial and was forced out?" some people wondered.

Panwu Divine Lord's lips curled into a cold smile as he said: "Jun Xiaoyao, why did you come out so quickly? The opportunities within Panwu Mausoleum aren't few."

His words were clearly mocking.

"Heh, the harvest was quite good, more than enough," Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

He was in a good mood now, after all, having gained quite a lot.

"Hmm?"

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's smile, Panwu Divine Lord instinctively felt uneasy in his heart, sensing something wasn't right.

Then, under everyone's strange gazes, he flashed into Panwu Mausoleum.

Afterwards, people only heard Panwu Divine Lord's angry roar.

"My goodness, what exactly did the Jun family's Divine Son take from Panwu Mausoleum?"

"Yeah, hearing Panwu Divine Lord's roar, it seems his heart is bleeding..."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

The value of the Ancient Sacred Body was beyond words.

Even a Fallen Sacred Body was priceless, not to mention there might be a chance to restore it in the future.

Now that Jun Xiaoyao had taken away the Fallen Sacred Body, Panwu Divine Lord would definitely be furious enough to spit blood.

At the tablet exit, Panwu Divine Lord appeared, his expression extremely grim.

Jun Zhan Tian stepped forward and said: "Panwu Divine Lord, whoever obtains the opportunity owns it, you can't go back on your word."

Panwu Divine Lord was breathing heavily like an ox, but finally took a deep breath and turned his back, saying: "Leave, don't let me see you again."

Panwu Divine Lord was truly afraid of this great buddha Jun Xiaoyao.

"Ah, I was thinking of staying in the Divine Dynasty for a few days to appreciate the scenery. Panwu Divine Lord doesn't need to be so quick to drive guests away," Jun Xiaoyao smiled composedly.

Panwu Divine Lord's back trembled slightly, then he coldly waved his hand and said: "The banquet is over, everyone disperse!"

After speaking, his figure blurred and disappeared from the spot.

Out of sight, out of mind.

What else could Panwu Divine Lord do but hide?

Seeing Panwu Divine Lord's direct departure, many cultivators from surrounding forces clicked their tongues in amazement.

Being able to anger an Immortal Divine Dynasty's ruler to such extent, Jun Xiaoyao really had capability.

The Panwu Divine Dynasty's banquet ended in such an unexpected way.

No one could have imagined that a banquet for the Divine Dynasty's princess to choose her consort would end up becoming Jun Xiaoyao's one-man show.

Initially, everyone thought this would be Champion Marquis's chance to shine.

When Jun Xiaoyao hadn't responded to the challenge earlier, many people had used it to slander him.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao had effortlessly suppressed Yang Pan and the other three geniuses with a wave of his hand.

Various rumors collapsed on their own.

After the banquet, the various forces began to return.

Predictably, this news would spread throughout the entire Desolate Heaven Divine Realm within days.

"Xuan Yi, are we really just going to leave like this?" Feng Qing Ling's expression was very unhappy.

When they had emerged into the world, they had been ambitious, wanting to defeat Jun Xiaoyao and become famous in one battle.

The ancestors of Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain had also anticipated their performance, telling them not to disgrace their sect's reputation.

But now, Feng Qing Ling had been severely defeated by Jun Xiaoyao from the start, and Feng Xuan Yi along with the other three couldn't defeat Jun Xiaoyao even when fighting together.

The two of them had thoroughly lost face.

Many people's gazes toward them carried hints of mockery.

"Now people are saying our Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain isn't any better than the Ancestral Dragon's Nest," Feng Qing Ling said irritably.

"What can we do? This Jun family's Divine Son is indeed frighteningly powerful. It seems only the Phoenix Son and Phoenix Daughter emerging would be able to deal with Jun Xiaoyao," Feng Xuan Yi said rather helplessly.

"Phoenix Son and Phoenix Daughter? They need those two to emerge?" Feng Qing Ling drew in a sharp breath, her beautiful eyes showing surprise.

The Phoenix Son and Phoenix Daughter were the current generation's most extraordinarily talented supreme geniuses in Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain.

One possessed True Phoenix bloodline while the other had Ancestral Phoenix bloodline. Their bloodline power was extremely powerful, and their cultivation was also terrifyingly formidable.

Some even compared Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain's Phoenix Son and Phoenix Daughter to Long Tian Tian of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest.

"Of course, even if those two emerge and face Jun Xiaoyao, the outcome might still be fifty-fifty," Feng Xuan Yi estimated.

Feng Qing Ling shook her head dejectedly, having received too great a blow from this emergence into the world.

Meanwhile, Ye Xing Yun's eyes were also very cold.

He hadn't expected that even four people fighting together still weren't a match for Jun Xiaoyao.

"It seems I must find that remaining Star Palace secret treasury. That's my exclusive treasury, and once I obtain it, my strength will soar. Then even Jun Xiaoyao will be left behind me," Ye Xing Yun thought secretly.

On the Northern Territory Wang family's side, Wang Gang's expression wasn't good either.

Besides his brother Wang Teng, Wang Gang considered himself inferior to no one, but now he had been beaten so miserably.

"Hmph, what's so great about Jun family's Divine Son? He still can't compare to my brother, the Wang family's Young Emperor," Wang Gang coldly snorted.

Since he couldn't match up to Jun Xiaoyao himself, he could only compare using his brother.

Finally, there was Yang Pan, who had lost the most face.

After all, he was the one who had personally challenged Jun Xiaoyao, and had even arrogantly claimed Jun Xiaoyao wouldn't dare to accept his challenge.

Now, reality was like a series of slaps striking his face hard.

Yang Pan could even feel countless mocking and sneering gazes falling on him.

"Damn it..." Yang Pan clenched his fists till his knuckles turned blue.

"I must find more opportunities to improve myself, and most importantly, quickly find the other two swords."

"Only when the three Panhuang swords are united can I kill this Jun Xiaoyao!"

Yang Pan's eyes were blood-red, like a snake choosing its prey.

Jealousy, rage, hatred, and various negative emotions churned in his heart.

Until Jun Xiaoyao died, the fury in his chest wouldn't be appeased!