[{"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-165":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},2340972,4576,"Chapter 165: Jun Xiaoyao Sets Out, the Demon God Palace","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-165",165,"\u003Cp>As time passed, the Ten Lands of the Lower Realm underwent massive changes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumors spread of a prodigy emerging on one continent, suspected to be a Chaos Body, shaking the entire continent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Know that even in the Immortal Realm, the Chaos Body is a terrifying physique, appearing once every ten thousand years, ranked among the top fifteen of the Three Thousand Physiques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet in this barren Lower Realm, a Chaos Body appeared—leaving a group of Immortal Realm prodigies stunned and shaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On another continent, it was rumored that the heir of the Devouring God Demon Art had surfaced, capable of devouring all living things in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, aberrations from the Immortal Realm, long buried in the Ten Lands, had reappeared; they had lain dormant for countless eons, waiting for this era’s chaos to steal the world’s fortune and primordial essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All these rumors sent shockwaves through the Immortal Realm’s prodigies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Immortal Realm prodigies sent to the Lower Realm dared not act carelessly, fearing they might stumble in a ditch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another year passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Huangtian Immortal Realm, the Jun Clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than two years had passed since Jun Xiaoyao’s last seclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao was now fourteen years old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though young, he looked like a handsome youth of sixteen or seventeen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His figure was exceptionally tall, his white robes whiter than snow, his aura transcendent and otherworldly, ethereal as a celestial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During this time, Jun Xiaoyao fully refined one thousand Immortal Sources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The number of his Great Luo Immortal Bones had reached seventy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Jun Xiaoyao could clearly feel that the later he advanced, the more Immortal Sources were required to refine each Great Luo Immortal Bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, low-grade Immortal Sources were beginning to fall short of his cultivation needs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This Great Luo Immortal Body truly is a bottomless pit,” Jun Xiaoyao opened his eyes, his dark gaze deep as night stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sense of urgency stirred within him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed to harvest the greens soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough. My cultivation has hit a bottleneck—I must descend to the Lower Realm,” Jun Xiaoyao murmured to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bottleneck he spoke of was not one of realm, but of his Immortal Seed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as he found his own path, Jun Xiaoyao could advance without obstruction all the way up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even becoming a Saint would be difficult—becoming a Supreme would be simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, Jun Xiaoyao emerged from seclusion and sought out Jun Linglong and others to inquire about recent developments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chaos in the Ten Lands? Prodigies defying heaven have appeared? Even Immortal Realm prodigies have been defeated by natives in the Lower Realm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing these reports, Jun Xiaoyao was surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed the Ten Heavenly Prodigies were gradually emerging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some were male, some female.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao imagined ten lush, green stalks of greens waving toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No time to waste—Jun Xiaoyao was no man to dawdle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He directly reported to his clan his intention to descend to the Lower Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Zhantian and others prepared some things for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Jun Xiaoyao brought only Nine-Lion and Yi Yu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other Sequences each had their own opportunities; Jun Xiaoyao had no intention of forcing them to follow him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, people like Jun Jiangjian still bore the Sequence title—they were not his followers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, Jun Zhantian arrived with three figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was an old man clad in blue robes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another was a middle-aged man in pitch-black battle armor, resembling a demonic god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third was a beautiful woman in a palace gown, her skin as white as fat, her figure voluptuous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao glanced at them—all three, even the weakest—the palace-dressed woman—had the cultivation base of a Pre-Saint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged man and the old man were both Saints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lower Realm’s heavenly laws could produce no stronger beings than Saints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if a stronger being descended, their power would be suppressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though their cultivation was high, they now bowed respectfully to Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Servants, pay homage to the Jun Clan’s Divine Son!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grandfather, who are they?” Jun Xiaoyao asked, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah! These three were all powerful beings who ascended from the Lower Realm, later recruited and cultivated by our Jun Clan—they know the Lower Realm better than anyone,” Jun Zhantian said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao understood at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to guardian elders and clan elders, these ascended experts were far more familiar with the Lower Realm and better suited to assist Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This alone showed Jun Zhantian’s meticulous care—he had been guiding Jun Xiaoyao all along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I rely on you all,” Jun Xiaoyao bowed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Divine Son, you are too kind,” the three experts bowed in return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After preparations, the Jun Clan forcibly tore open the dimensional barrier with great power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the cost was immense—but for Jun Xiaoyao, the Jun Clan would pay anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ye Clan also prepared to send a group of prodigies to the Lower Realm, including Ye Xingyun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have a feeling—in the Lower Realm, I will not only gain great fortune, but also powerful allies, and build my own power!” Ye Xingyun’s eyes blazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his best chance to surpass Jun Xiaoyao!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On another front, the Buddha Son Fǎhǎi of Little Western Heaven was also descending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Amitabha, my fortune lies in the Lower Realm. There, I shall convert all beings into believers, gathering the power of collective faith.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I refuse to believe I cannot defeat Jun Xiaoyao this way!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Fǎhǎi spoke, demonic light flickered in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Panwu Divine Dynasty’s Guanhou Mansion, Yang Pan was also descending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With my fortune, who in the Lower Realm can stop me?” Yang Pan began to swell with arrogance again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rain had passed, the sky had cleared—he felt capable once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an ancient primordial demon mountain, a soft, bone-melting voice echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yan Rumeng, descend to the Lower Realm and guide the Heavenly Demon King Clan’s Crown Prince upward.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When the Jun Clan suppressed the Ten Ancient Clans, they drove the Heavenly Demon King Clan down to the Lower Realm. Yet now, they have produced a prodigy with bloodline regression—possessing the blood of a Demon God.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He is vital to our Demon God Palace.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Yan Rumeng obeys the Little Demon Empress’s command.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A stunningly beautiful woman, her body graceful, her face flawless, appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore a pink dress, her black hair cascading like a waterfall, her skin snow-white, her legs long and slender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Rumeng, the Divine Daughter of the Demon God Palace, was an undeniable presence even in the Huangtian Immortal Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope I don’t run into the Jun Clan’s Divine Son—if I do, guiding the Heavenly Demon Prince upward will be difficult…” Yan Rumeng rubbed her temples, troubled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Huangtian Immortal Realm stirred with upheaval,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Lower Realm, Tianxuan Continent, Dongxuan Region, before an ancient spiritual mountain,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A highly anticipated challenge drew the gaze of all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason this battle attracted so much attention was that both combatants carried legendary reputations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was the heavenly daughter of the reclusive Nalan Clan of Dongxuan Region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other was the young master of a minor family from a third-rate small kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, this should have been a one-sided battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet today, over one hundred thousand spectators had gathered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them were other reclusive clans, super dynasties, and transcendent holy sites.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heirs of many great powers had arrived, awaiting the battle’s start.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason was simple: the young master of the minor family, Lin Feng, had become the top prodigy of Dongxuan Region, his name echoing far and wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From waste to genius, Lin Feng had achieved this transformation in just one year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even fools knew Lin Feng had obtained some astonishing fortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet no power dared lay hands on Lin Feng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Lin Feng had the backing of a power descended from the Immortal Realm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This lineage had even sent powerful figures down to the Lower Realm, striking fear into all eight directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, no power dared provoke Lin Feng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, under the gaze of countless eyes, a young man in blue robes stood in midair, his clear, resolute face radiating coldness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nalan Ruoxi, come out!”\u003C\u002Fp>",1354,"2026-06-20T23:29:44.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e8539b45d0209a09c1ea5c934ce3d44ac514533948d966cb6d74a2741b2207f0","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-166","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-164",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-cover.jpg"]