Chapter 763 - 761: Exiling Qin Wudao, The Overlooked Yu Yun Shang, News of the Jun Family Hidden Vein

After obtaining the complete Chaotic Ancient Emperor Talisman, Jun Xiaoyao felt a bit relieved.

This Chaotic Ancient Emperor Talisman, among the many Emperor’s Weapons, though its attack power isn’t outstanding,

its survival capability is absolutely first-rate.

With the Chaotic Ancient Emperor Talisman, even if the flesh body collapses and the Primordial Spirit dissipates,

as long as there’s a trace of Soul Fire, it can slowly recover.

Jun Xiaoyao finally understood why the Chaotic Ancient Emperor could wage battles all his life yet still live well.

His survival ability was unparalleled.

Though Jun Xiaoyao had been sweeping all enemies invincibly, he couldn’t prevent unexpected events.

The Chaotic Ancient Emperor Talisman is a massive layer of protection.

With a thought, the Chaotic Ancient Emperor Talisman transformed into a stream of light and entered Jun Xiaoyao’s forehead.

Though Jun Xiaoyao currently couldn’t utilize the power of an Emperor’s Weapon,

the Chaotic Ancient Emperor Talisman would automatically protect him at a critical moment, so it wasn’t something to worry about.

Elsewhere, Qin Wudao also freed himself from the shackles of the Reincarnation Tribulation.

And upon regaining clarity, he happened to witness the scene where the complete Chaotic Ancient Emperor Talisman entered Jun Xiaoyao’s forehead.

He also sensed that his mind was empty.

Half of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor Talisman was gone!

Spurt!

Overwhelmed with rage, Qin Wudao spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood.

This was not an injury but was forcefully coughed out by sheer anger!

"Jun Xiaoyao!"

Qin Wudao howled like a beast in its death throes.

"You lost." Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes were indifferent, devoid of any warmth.

Since he had already obtained what he wanted, Qin Wudao was now worthless.

The overlapping Void Abyss and dimensional cracks directly swallowed Qin Wudao, along with the Ten Thousand Years of Mountains and Rivers and others.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you dare...!"

Qin Wudao’s voice, filled with anger and a hint of hopelessness, echoed from the gradually closing Void Abyss.

He never expected Jun Xiaoyao to not only snatch his Chaotic Ancient Emperor Talisman but also dare to kill him!

After all, he was the Divine Son of the Desolate Ancient Qin Family!

"I didn’t kill you. Strictly speaking, it’s an eternal exile." Jun Xiaoyao smiled coldly.

Although, the difference between the two wasn’t that significant.

It was impossible for the heavily injured Qin Wudao to break through the Void Abyss like Jun Xiaoyao had done before.

He had scarcely any chance of survival.

The Void Abyss and dimensional cracks completely closed and vanished.

Jun Xiaoyao couldn’t care less whether Qin Wudao, exiled into the Void Abyss, ended up alive or dead.

If he died, so be it.

If he miraculously survived, it didn’t matter.

For Jun Xiaoyao never looked back at a defeated opponent.

The gap in strength would only widen with time, never narrowing.

For a moment, the world returned to peace.

Yet the ground was left in ruins.

With only three moves, it seemed as if a catastrophe had occurred in this place.

Everyone fell silent as they watched Jun Xiaoyao, who stood atop the sky, unstained by a speck of dust in his pure white clothes.

The saying "seeing is believing" became reality for them.

Previously, even when Jun Xiaoyao’s fame spread far and wide, they had no real concept of his power.

They only sensed he was strong but didn’t know how strong.

Now, they had witnessed it firsthand.

Three moves!

Only three moves!

The Divine Son of the Desolate Ancient Qin Family, renowned on the Ancient Road, was exiled to the chaotic Dark Space.

Which was almost no different from dying.

More importantly, Qin Wudao had no means to resist throughout.

No matter how formidable his strategies or techniques were, they seemed like child’s play to Jun Xiaoyao.

Was Qin Wudao weak?

Even in his weakened state, he could still outclass everyone present.

Yu Yun Shang and Brahma Heaven would also struggle against him.

It could only be said that Jun Xiaoyao’s strength exceeded his age boundaries.

In the younger generation, hardly anyone could contend with him.

Yu Yun Shang’s eyes became somewhat dreamy.

A man even more exceptional than her brother appeared before her.

"Amitabha Buddha, Master Jun, we meet again." Brahma Heaven clasped his hands toward Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

This Brahma Heaven was quite discerning, having never provoked him.

"I heard the strongest Supreme Taboo of the current Celestial Sect is named the Reincarnation Tathagata Buddha’s Son." Jun Xiaoyao mused inwardly.

A reincarnated bigwig surely had an impressive background.

However, Jun Xiaoyao wasn’t concerned.

Meanwhile, not far from Brahma Heaven, Yu Yun Shang’s heart suddenly raced like a startled fawn.

Among the Celestial Pride present, only she and Brahma Heaven stood out.

Would Jun Xiaoyao talk to her?

Yet, Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze didn’t even fall in her direction.

He was about to leave.

Yu Yun Shang was stunned, her mind momentarily stalled.

Was her presence really that insignificant?

It shouldn’t be.

As the Princess Yun Shang of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, the sister of the Feather Transformation King, Yu Yun Shang was always a shining star wherever she went.

With her unparalleled beauty and pure grace, she always caught the attention of many.

Countless men sought to gain favor with Yu Yun Shang.

It was an opportunity to advance their relationship with the Feather Transformation King.

But Yu Yun Shang had high standards, dismissing anyone inferior to her brother.

Now, finally encountering a man more impressive than her brother,

he didn’t spare her even a glance.

Yu Yun Shang, for the first time, tasted the feeling of being ignored.

Watching Jun Xiaoyao’s figure fade into the void,

Yu Yun Shang bit her lip, finally deciding to speak up: "Young Master Jun, please wait!"

Jun Xiaoyao paused his steps slightly.

Having dealt with Qin Wudao and obtained the Chaotic Ancient Emperor Talisman, he intended to leave in search of other opportunities.

But behind him, a voice as crisp as silver bells called out.

Jun Xiaoyao turned back, noticing a remarkably beautiful young woman.

"Who are you?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

Yu Yun Shang was speechless once more.

Unlike those men who feigned aloofness to attract her attention,

she could see that Jun Xiaoyao genuinely had no idea who she was.

And when he saw her, there was no reaction in his eyes.

To put it bluntly, it was no different than how he looked at Brahma Heaven.

"In his eyes, this Princess is no different from that monk?" Yu Yun Shang thought to herself.

But outwardly, she said, "I am Yu Yun Shang from the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, sister of the Feather Transformation King."

"Oh."

Jun Xiaoyao nodded.

He had heard of the Feather Transformation King.

Considered the man most likely to inherit the will of Emperor Yuhua in this era of strife.

But it was just that, nothing more.

Jun Xiaoyao wasn’t particularly interested.

"Young Master Jun, I’ve recently heard some news that might be related to you." Yu Yun Shang said.

"What news?" Jun Xiaoyao inquired.

"It’s not entirely about you, Young Master Jun, but it might have some relevance." Yu Yun Shang continued.

Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow.

Playing coy with him?

Little did he know, Yu Yun Shang merely wanted to exchange more words, to become a bit more acquainted.

"Why would it matter to him whether I’m the Princess or the monk?" Yu Yun Shang thought, feeling a bit frustrated.

She decided she couldn’t miss this chance to establish even the slightest connection with Jun Xiaoyao.

"Young Master Jun, I’ve recently heard some news that might be related to you." Yu Yun Shang said.

"What news?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"This news might not directly concern you, but it seems to have some connection." Yu Yun Shang replied.

Jun Xiaoyao listened with a tone that seemed more like a command, unquestionable: "Tell me everything you know."

A refreshing scent filled Yu Yun Shang’s senses as she looked up to see Jun Xiaoyao’s divine face just three feet away from hers.