Chapter 164: The Ten Rebellious Sons Appear in Succession; House Jun

And it wasn't just that—when Lin Feng came to his senses,

he suddenly realized that within his dantian, a vast and boundless spiritual sea had appeared.

"This… is a spiritual sea!" Lin Feng's body trembled violently as he widened his eyes in disbelief.

Wasn't this the spiritual sea he had long sought to open but could never achieve?

As Lin Feng's spirit reeled, he noticed his cultivation base began to surge upward.

Spiritual Sea, First Layer!

Spiritual Sea, Second Layer!

Spiritual Sea, Third Layer…

Divine Palace, First Layer!

Divine Palace, Second Layer!

Divine Palace, Third Layer…

Finally, it stabilized at the True Spirit Realm.

In barely dozens of breaths, Lin Feng's cultivation had skyrocketed by eighteen tiers!

"Am I now a True Spirit Realm expert?" Lin Feng felt as if he were dreaming—unreal.

After all, Nanlan Ruoxi, hailed as the Heavenly Daughter of the Eastern Xuan Region, was only at True Spirit Fifth Layer.

And he was already at the True Spirit Realm.

But the surprises bestowed upon Lin Feng were not limited to these.

As soon as he thought of them, even the most complex and obscure cultivation arts and divine techniques instantly became clear to him.

Lin Feng immediately rose and performed the Tongbei Fist.

Pāpāpā…

Ten thunderous cracks erupted.

"Tongbei Fist, Ten Cracks—Perfect Mastery!" Lin Feng could hardly believe it.

Such a complex martial art—he had mastered it with just a single thought!

Terrifying. Utterly terrifying!

Lin Feng could not imagine how monstrous his innate talent truly was.

"It seems all this stems from the world's primordial power, yet it subtly tells me I've only received a fraction of the world's primordial essence."

"The true world primordial essence awaits my discovery," Lin Feng mused.

Thinking of this, his eyes burned with uncontainable excitement.

This was the primordial essence of the Tianxuan Continent!

If he obtained it all, when he grew strong, would he not become the sovereign of the entire Tianxuan Continent?

"If I can claim the full primordial essence, not even the celestial realms above can stop me!"

Lin Feng's ambition began to swell.

This feeling was like Yang Pan obtaining the Panhuang Shengling Sword—he had gone completely heady.

"And Nanlan Ruoxi, in one year, I, Lin Feng, will give you a grand surprise!" Lin Feng sneered.

He was the chosen one of heaven and earth, destined to become the sovereign of a realm!

Beings like Lin Feng were not unique in the Ten Lower Realms.

In another corner of the lower realms, within a sect called Profound Heaven Sect,

two elders sat in a pavilion atop a high mountain, their faces etched with worry as they conversed.

"The Ten Realms are about to change—the heavens and earth will be severed, and our ties to the Immortal Realm have been cut. The Ten Sin Clans will stir again."

"Indeed. Our Lord's House Jun originally sent us, Profound Heaven Sect, and four other subordinate factions down to suppress the Ten Sin Clans. Who knew such a turn of events would occur?"

"I've heard rumors that the Ancient Demon Clan and the Ancient Beast Clan have defied our Lord's orders and secretly contacted the Sin Clan beings?"

"Only a powerful envoy from our Lord's House Jun can resolve this."

As the two elders spoke, their words brimmed with dread.

The five subordinate factions originally dispatched by House Jun were: Profound Heaven Sect, Great Yin Empire, Ancient God Clan, Ancient Demon Clan, and Ancient Beast Clan.

Now, two of these clans had begun to betray their original purpose—this was no minor matter.

"By the way, I heard there was a serious incident in our sect—a disciple was caught conspiring with the Sin Clan?"

"Such trivial matters will be handled by others. Our focus must remain on the Ten Sin Clans…"

At the same moment, in the courtyard of Profound Heaven Sect,

a young man was bound to a bronze pillar, his body lashed with whip wounds, bleeding profusely.

His eyes bulged as he stared at a young man and woman across from him.

"Liu Qianqian, you betrayed me!"

The youth was Mo Fan; the woman, Liu Qianqian, was his childhood friend.

Mo Fan never imagined Liu Qianqian would conspire with the senior disciple to frame him.

Worse, his entire cultivation had been stripped away—he was now utterly powerless.

"Mo Fan, conspiring with the Sin Clan is an unforgivable crime. Senior Brother has spared your life—that's already generous," Liu Qianqian snapped.

The senior disciple merely sneered coldly.

"Hah… conspiring with the Sin Clan…" Mo Fan laughed, his smile icy as frost.

In his heart, he hated not only the senior disciple and Liu Qianqian, but the entire Profound Heaven Sect.

So what if he conspired with the Sin Clan? If he survived, he would free the Sin Clans himself—and destroy Profound Heaven Sect!

At that moment, thunder crashed from the heavens, striking Mo Fan with a deafening boom.

His entire body turned blackened and charred, emitting a foul stench of burnt flesh.

Simultaneously, a tiny star-shaped figure suddenly appeared in Mo Fan's mind.

Vast, mysterious visions flooded his vision.

An ancient star palace stood before him; he knelt, gazing up at a majestic figure draped in sun, moon, and stars.

"Child of the Stars… return, and aid the Supreme!"

Upon hearing these words, Mo Fan lost consciousness and collapsed.

Watching the charred, barely alive Mo Fan, Liu Qianqian pinched her nose in disgust. "Someone, throw this Mo Fan out of the sect."

…

In another ancient continent lay an ancient dynasty: the Qin Dynasty.

At this moment, the entire dynasty burned with fire.

All the Qin Dynasty's powerful figures had been slaughtered.

In the imperial palace, a young man clad in brocade lay on the ground, a gaping hole in his chest, drenched in blood.

Another young man stood above, his body suffused with spiritual energy.

In his hand, he held a pure white bone, glowing with profound radiance.

"Primordial Spirit Bone—perfectly suited for my Spirit King Body. The lower realms truly offer abundant opportunities," the young man chuckled.

"Who are you!" the fallen youth snarled, his face twisted like a demon.

He was Qin Hao, prince of the Qin Dynasty, born with a Primordial Spirit Bone—his talent was terrifyingly strong.

Yet an immensely powerful being from the Immortal Realm had descended, and in a single night, annihilated the entire Qin Dynasty.

His father, mother, and countless generals had all been slaughtered.

"Hmph, I'll tell you—I am Jiang Xuling of the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm, the Ancient Jiang Clan!"

"I didn't kill you because I want to see what kind of chaos this little ant can stir up," Jiang Xuling sneered, kicking Qin Hao aside.

Survival of the fittest, the strong prevail—the law of all things.

Jiang Xuling, born into the ancient Jiang Clan of the Immortal Realm, knew this better than anyone.

Who could he blame?

Weakness was the original sin!

Blame only that Qin Hao was born with a Primordial Spirit Bone—and caught his eye.

"My cousin Luoli should be descending soon. And Jun Xiaoyao, the Jun Clan's Divine Son—perhaps I can cling to his leg and gain even greater opportunities."

Jiang Xuling smiled.

Though he was the Spirit King Body of the Jiang Clan, an exceptional prodigy,

he still worshipped Jun Xiaoyao with absolute devotion.

Moreover, since Jun Xiaoyao was Jiang Rou's son, he was half-Jiang by blood, and had ties to Jiang Luoli—this only strengthened Jiang Xuling's resolve to cultivate a close relationship with Jun Xiaoyao.

"Next time we meet, should I call him 'Brother-in-Law of the Jun Clan Divine Son'?" Jiang Xuling mused.

After Jiang Xuling departed,

Qin Hao lay in a pool of blood, eyes blazing with hatred.

Weakness was the original sin!

"Jiang Xuling, the Ancient Jiang Clan, the entire Immortal Realm—why do you stand above us, controlling life and death!"

In that moment, Qin Hao's hatred for the Ancient Jiang Clan—and the entire Immortal Realm—ignited.

And at that instant, the necklace soaked in his blood on his chest suddenly flared with light.

Black flames surged forth, revealing the spectral silhouette of a graceful black phoenix.

Faintly, a woman's voice whispered beside Qin Hao's ear.

"Release my Nine Youmingque clan, and I shall grant you the power to oppose the Ancient Clans..."