Chapter 234: The Mastermind Behind the Rebellion, Jun Xiaoyao

To forge a path never tread by predecessors requires not only great courage, great perseverance, and great talent, but also great fortune.

And the ten realms' primordial sources are the greatest fortune of all.

Before, even Jun Zhantian had only hoped Jun Xiaoyao would obtain a single fragment of world primordial source.

In Jun Zhantian's view, a single fragment of world primordial source was enough to become an unparalleled immortal seed, laying an eternal foundation for Jun Xiaoyao's Dao.

But now, even Jun Zhantian could never have imagined his own grandson harbored such ambition—to gather all ten realms' primordial sources.

Such a thing has never occurred since ancient times.

No one has ever dared to harbor such ambition.

But now, with the ten realms in chaos and their primordial sources emerging one after another, this is the perfect opportunity.

Jun Xiaoyao naturally could not miss this chance.

Seeing Qin Hao and Jiuyou fall, the Saint of the Jiuyou Mingque Clan let out a roar of fury.

"What's all this noise?" Jun Xiaoyao frowned slightly.

He immediately summoned his Fallen Saint Body.

With one punch, he shattered the void for ten thousand li.

The Jiuyou Mingque Clan's Saint, with no ability to resist, was reduced to nothing but blood mist by the Fallen Saint Body's punch.

This sight left not only the Saints of the Ancient Demon Clan and Ancient Beast Clan stunned, but even Jiang Family's two Guardian Elders were speechless.

They all sensed an ultimate danger emanating from the Fallen Saint Body.

Then, the Fallen Saint Body's fist trembled and struck toward the two Saints of the Ancient Beast Clan and Ancient Demon Clan.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao held back this time—he did not kill them outright, but reduced them to grievous injuries.

Because he still needed to extract the mastermind behind these two.

But at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's mind suddenly throbbed with pain.

Jun Xiaoyao immediately severed his connection with the Fallen Saint Body.

"The connection time is growing shorter." Jun Xiaoyao murmured to himself.

The duration he could maintain connection with the Fallen Saint Body was growing ever shorter.

After one or two more connections, he probably wouldn't be able to use it at all.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn't feel regretful.

He only used the Fallen Saint Body in the lower realms; once he returned to the Huangtian Immortal Realm, he would have no need for it at all.

After the Saints of the Ancient Demon Clan and Ancient Beast Clan were grievously wounded, they were immediately restrained by Dongxuan Laozu and Gu Yuan.

Jun Xiaoyao walked up to them, his expression cold: "Speak. Who gave you the audacity to betray my Jun Clan?"

With the heritage of the Ancient Demon Clan and Ancient Beast Clan, even if given ten thousand guts, they would never dare betray the Jun Clan.

Behind them, someone must be propping them up.

"Hmph, victor or vanquished—we've lost, but the calamity won't end. Your Jun Clan will never remain supreme, dominating the heavens!" the Ancient Demon Clan's Saint sneered.

"A prisoner still so defiant? You're brave indeed." Jun Xiaoyao's lips curled into a cold smirk.

He immediately summoned the technique from the Chaotic Divine Mill Contemplation: the Chaotic Divine Mill.

This Chaotic Divine Mill was a terrifying method of tormenting the soul.

Even the assassins from Youming Heaven couldn't endure such torment.

Although Jun Xiaoyao now faced two Saints,

both had been severely wounded, their strength reduced to rock bottom.

Coupled with the suppression from Dongxuan Laozu and Gu Yuan, their divine palaces and primordial spirits were weakened to the extreme.

Jun Xiaoyao's Chaotic Divine Mill could still function.

"Ahh, this… what kind of devilry… AAAAAA!"

The Saints of the Ancient Demon Clan and Ancient Beast Clan, eyes bloodshot, screamed in agony.

The agony of having their primordial spirit dragged into the Chaotic Divine Mill and ground repeatedly was a thousand times worse than fleshly dismemberment.

This was not pain any ordinary being could endure.

After prolonged torment, the two Saints could no longer bear it and revealed some secrets.

Their two clans had not only conspired with the Sin Clan, but also colluded with the beings of the Ancient Divine Mountain in the lower realms.

And the Ancient Divine Mountain in the lower realms had ties to the Ancient Imperial Clans of the Immortal Realm.

Such as the Ancestral Dragon Nest, Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, Qilin Ancient Cave, and Ancient Crocodile Lake—top-tier Imperial Clans.

"Qilin Ancient Cave, Ancient Crocodile Lake… they're involved too?" Jun Xiaoyao frowned slightly.

Qilin Ancient Cave and Ancient Crocodile Lake were also top-tier Ancient Imperial Clans, their strength comparable to the Ancestral Dragon Nest and Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain.

But upon reflection, it was understandable.

Ancient Imperial Clans have always regarded humanity as ants, and in ancient times launched numerous uprisings.

The Jun Clan, as one of the top-tier Huanggu clans of humanity and one of the Three Imperial Houses, naturally clashed with the Ancient Imperial Clans.

Over time, the Jun Clan had offended more than half of the Ancient Imperial Clans.

The remaining half, though not harboring deep grudges against the Jun Clan, held no affection for them either.

This was why the Jun Clan, despite its immense power, had never fully eradicated the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

Because whenever the Jun Clan moved against the Ancestral Dragon Nest, Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, Qilin Ancient Cave, or Ancient Crocodile Lake, the other Imperial Clans would not stand idly by.

If all these Ancient Imperial Clans applied pressure together, the Jun Clan wouldn't fear them—but they would still suffer losses.

Although the Jun Clan had allies like the Huanggu Jiang Clan.

But if a full-scale war truly erupted, it wouldn't be merely a clash of two immortal forces.

It would become a war involving multiple factions, turning the entire Huangtian Immortal Realm upside down.

"No wonder you had such confidence—you were backed by the Ancient Imperial Clans. But unfortunately, you're merely pawns they're using to provoke my Jun Clan."

Jun Xiaoyao's tone was cold.

The Ancient Demon Clan and Ancient Beast Clan treated the Ancient Imperial Clans as their protectors.

But the Ancient Imperial Clans never regarded them as equals.

The Ancient Demon Clan and Ancient Beast Clan were merely disposable pawns, used to challenge the Jun Clan's authority and then discarded.

How laughable that these two clans actually believed the Ancient Imperial Clans would grant them freedom and protect them forever.

"To betray my Jun Clan has only one outcome: annihilation."

"Not just your clans in the lower realms—throughout the entire Immortal Realm, for ten thousand years, no living being of the Ancient Demon Clan or Ancient Beast Clan shall ever exist again!"

Jun Xiaoyao's words were cold, like divine judgment.

This was no longer merely targeting the two clans in the lower realms—it was targeting the bloodlines of the entire Ancient Demon Clan and Ancient Beast Clan!

With a single utterance, Jun Xiaoyao sought to sever the bloodlines of both clans.

"On what grounds do you dare do this?!"

"Impossible! The Ancient Imperial Clans will surely protect our clans!"

The two Saints screamed, eyes bloodshot.

"Kill them." Jun Xiaoyao turned away.

Dongxuan Laozu and Gu Yuan raised their hands and crushed the two Saints' bodies and primordial spirits into fragments.

Internally, they were astounded—Jun Xiaoyao was killing not just bodies, but souls.

Not only were the lower realm Ancient Demon and Ancient Beast Clans to be exterminated, but even their counterparts in the Immortal Realm would not be spared.

A mortal emperor, angered, would exterminate nine clans.

Jun Xiaoyao wasn't just exterminating nine clans—he was uprooting the entire bloodlines of two clans, showing no mercy whatsoever!

His methods were cruel and decisive—truly a titan of unparalleled ruthlessness!

"My brother-in-law is freaking awesome…" Jiang Xuling's eyes gleamed with admiration.

With a thigh like this, one must hold on tightly.

He became even more determined to cultivate a close relationship with Jun Xiaoyao.

As for Jiang Luoli, she still hung limply on Jun Xiaoyao's body.

Her delicate face wore a dazed, infatuated expression, glistening drool trailing from her pink lips.

Right now, Jun Xiaoyao was the very image of a cold, handsome, cunning, domineering lord.

Perfectly irresistible to a girl like her!

"Aren't you getting down yet?"

Jun Xiaoyao turned his head, gazing at Jiang Luoli, whose drool was nearly dripping, and sighed in exasperation.