[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body":3,"chapter-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-122":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting with the Wasteland Sacred Body",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2340929,4576,"Chapter 122: Emperor Panwu","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-122",122,"\u003Cp>Just thinking of that possibility, Jun Xiaoyao’s spirit stirred slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After retrieving the remains of the Ancient Holy Body, everything was complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao, during this entry into Panwu Tomb, signed in and obtained the Pan Huang Era Sword, the Fallen Holy Body of the Saint Realm, and the Saint Body insights of Emperor Panwu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, he was fully satisfied—this journey was well worth it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterwards, Jun Xiaoyao left the ancient hall and sped toward the outside of Panwu Tomb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao had no interest in any other opportunities within Panwu Tomb; there were no resources like Immortal Sources here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Jun Xiaoyao left without a trace of hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, many were still discussing the events that had just transpired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially Jun Xiaoyao’s performance, which left everyone utterly astonished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperor Panwu and others had been scowling all along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the Panwu Divine Dynasty had lost face terribly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would likely be mocked by forces across the Immortal Realm for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, at the ancient stele entrance to Panwu Tomb, a beam of light descended, and out stepped a peerless figure clad in spotless white robes—Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Is that the Jun Clan’s Divine Son?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How did he get out so fast?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many, upon seeing Jun Xiaoyao appear, were stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had assumed he’d stay inside for at least several days and nights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it be that the Jun Clan’s Divine Son failed the trial and was forced out?” some thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperor Panwu smirked coldly: “Jun Xiaoyao, why are you out so soon? There were plenty of opportunities inside Panwu Tomb.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words were blatant mockery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, the gains were decent enough.” Jun Xiaoyao dismissed it casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mood was actually quite good—he had gained a great deal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Jun Xiaoyao’s smile, Emperor Panwu’s heart lurched instinctively—he sensed something amiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, amid the crowd’s strange glances, he flashed into Panwu Tomb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, everyone heard Emperor Panwu’s roar of fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My god, what exactly did the Jun Clan’s Divine Son take from Panwu Tomb?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, judging by Emperor Panwu’s scream, it sounds like his heart is bleeding…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The value of the Ancient Holy Body goes without saying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Fallen Holy Body was priceless, let alone the possibility of its eventual restoration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Jun Xiaoyao taking the Fallen Holy Body, Emperor Panwu would surely be furious enough to spit blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the stele exit, Emperor Panwu reappeared, his face grim to the extreme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Zhantian stepped forward and said: “Emperor Panwu, whoever claims the opportunity owns it—you can’t renege now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperor Panwu panted heavily, then took a deep breath, turned away, and said: “Leave. Don’t let me see you again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperor Panwu was genuinely afraid of this great Buddha named Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, I was planning to stay a few more days in the Divine Dynasty, to enjoy the scenery. No need to rush to dismiss me.” Jun Xiaoyao smiled calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperor Panwu’s back trembled slightly, then he waved his hand coldly: “The banquet is over. Dismissed!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, his figure blurred and vanished on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out of sight, out of mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Couldn’t Emperor Panwu just hide?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Emperor Panwu leave so abruptly, many cultivators from surrounding factions sighed in awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To anger the lord of an immortal divine dynasty so thoroughly—Jun Xiaoyao truly had talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Panwu Divine Dynasty’s banquet ended in an outcome no one could have foreseen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one imagined that a banquet to select an Imperial Son-in-Law for the Divine Dynasty’s eldest princess would become Jun Xiaoyao’s solo stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, everyone assumed this would be the perfect chance for Marquis Guan to shine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Jun Xiaoyao responded to the challenge, many had smeared his reputation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Jun Xiaoyao effortlessly subdued Yang Pan and the other four prodigies with a mere gesture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All rumors collapsed on their own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the banquet, major factions began to depart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was certain that this news would spread across the entire Huangtian Immortal Realm within days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xuan Yi, are we really just leaving like this?” Feng Qingling’s expression was grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they emerged, they had grand ambitions—to defeat Jun Xiaoyao and become famous in one battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ancestral elder of Wanhuang Spirit Mountain had also expected great things from them, warning them not to tarnish Wanhuang Spirit Mountain’s reputation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Feng Qingling had been brutally humiliated by Jun Xiaoyao from the start, and even with the combined efforts of Huang Xuan Yi and the other three, they still couldn’t defeat Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two had lost all dignity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many glances toward them now carried faint mockery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now everyone says our Wanhuang Spirit Mountain is no better than Ancestral Dragon Nest,” Feng Qingling snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What can we do? This Jun Clan Divine Son is truly terrifyingly strong. Only the Phoenix Son and Phoenix Daughter emerging can handle Jun Xiaoyao,” Huang Xuan Yi said helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Phoenix Son and Phoenix Daughter must emerge?” Feng Qingling gasped, her beautiful eyes wide with shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Phoenix Son and Phoenix Daughter were the two most extraordinarily gifted prodigies of Wanhuang Spirit Mountain in this generation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One bore the True Phoenix bloodline, the other the Ancestral Feng bloodline—both with immensely powerful bloodline power and terrifying cultivation bases.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some even compared Wanhuang Spirit Mountain’s Phoenix Son and Phoenix Daughter to Long Ao Tian of the Ancestral Dragon Nest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course. Even if they emerge and face Jun Xiaoyao, the odds might be fifty-fifty,” Huang Xuan Yi estimated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feng Qingling shook her head dejectedly—this emergence had crushed her deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Ye Xingyun’s eyes were equally cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t expected that even four of them combined couldn’t match Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I must find the remaining Star Palace secret vault—it’s my exclusive treasure trove. If I can obtain it, my strength will skyrocket, and then Jun Xiaoyao will be left far behind.” Ye Xingyun thought to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the Northern Wang Clan’s side, Wang Gang’s expression was also grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from his brother Wang Teng, Wang Gang had never thought himself inferior to anyone—yet now he’d been crushed so badly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph, so what if he’s the Jun Clan’s Divine Son? He still can’t match my brother, the Wang Clan’s Young Emperor,” Wang Gang sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he couldn’t match Jun Xiaoyao, he could only compare himself to his brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, there was Yang Pan—the most humiliated of all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he had personally challenged Jun Xiaoyao, and had brazenly claimed Jun Xiaoyao wouldn’t dare respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, reality slapped him hard across the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Pan could even feel countless mocking, sneering glances falling upon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it…” Yang Pan clenched his fists, his knuckles turning blue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I must find more opportunities to strengthen myself—and above all, quickly locate the other two swords.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only when the Three Pan Huang Swords are united can I kill this Jun Xiaoyao!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Pan’s eyes burned crimson, like a serpent ready to strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jealousy, rage, hatred—negative emotions churned in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless Jun Xiaoyao dies, his chest will never be free of this bitter anger!\u003C\u002Fp>",1173,"2026-06-20T23:29:44.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","55e1633131c0fd8b1fbe0ebfb3e04d207034d75d378515b425db3cd6421fc72f","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-123","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-121",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-cover.jpg"]