Chapter 2413: The Floating Pagoda Imperial Son Breaks the Seal, the Demonic Heaven Ancestral Master Seizes a Body

Li Chengtian's gaze was cold and sharp, his eyes blazing as if about to spew raging flames.

This Prodigy Banquet had become a joke.

Jun Xiaoyao had humiliated him so.

Yet he could do nothing about it.

Although this was the Li Clan's territory.

But one could imagine, if Li Chengtian truly had Li Clan experts keep Jun Xiaoyao here.

Then probably within a few days, the Mountain and Sea Two Elders of the Cloud Saint Imperial Palace and the like would come killing their way over.

"Hateful!"

Li Chengtian secretly gritted his teeth.

If Jun Xiaoyao were merely a Chaos Body, he could still suppress him with momentum.

If Jun Xiaoyao only had the Imperial Son status, but not the Chaos Body, with his talent and strength he could still fight him.

But Jun Xiaoyao happened to possess both a monstrous Chaos Body and be the Imperial Son of the Cloud Saint Imperial Palace's earth vein.

This was simply flawless.

He could not be suppressed at all!

"Clan Brother Chengtian, don't be angry for now; this Yun Xiao's temperament is just this arrogant, we've already experienced it at the Origin Academy."

Li Xinghe stepped forward and spoke.

And at this moment, Li Heng at the side secretly rejoiced in his heart.

If Li Chengtian could clash with Jun Xiaoyao, that would be nothing better.

Thinking of this, he also stepped forward and said: "Clan Brother, this Yun Xiao is indeed hateful; when I was in the Realm Sea, I already knew of this person's boundless arrogance……"

"Scram!"

Li Chengtian let out a cold shout, directly blasting Li Heng away.

Because Li Xianyao had stuck close to Jun Xiaoyao.

Toward Li Heng, Li Chengtian obviously also had no good expression.

Li Heng's face stiffened, and he was extremely embarrassed as well.

"Hmph, the Chaos Body is strong, but physique is not the only standard for measuring strength."

"Besides, my talent is also not bad."

"When the God-Conferring Stele descends later, I will reclaim my reputation."

Li Chengtian spoke coldly.

Although he endured this time and did not attack Jun Xiaoyao.

It did not mean he truly completely dared not act.

He merely had no confidence in being able to defeat Jun Xiaoyao.

A draw was also unacceptable to him.

……

On the other side, Jun Xiaoyao and Li Xianyao also left Li Tiancheng.

Quite a few prodigies followed along.

The reason they followed was naturally to see if they could forge some connection with Jun Xiaoyao.

Even just being able to exchange a few words would bring great benefit.

Jun Xiaoyao naturally couldn't be bothered with them, directly having Su Qian send them all away.

Next, Su Qian, Jun Xiaoyao, and Li Xianyao returned together to the Other Shore Dao Palace.

Along the way, Jun Xiaoyao and Li Xianyao also conversed for a while.

Jun Xiaoyao briefly told Li Xianyao about his situation.

He cultivated with dual bodies, and both possessed peerless-through-the-ages physiques.

Li Xianyao was quite astonished upon hearing this.

But knowing Jun Xiaoyao himself was a monster that couldn't be viewed with ordinary eyes, she wasn't too surprised either.

Li Xianyao, in turn, told Jun Xiaoyao some things.

Including some matters about Yiyi.

After learning the situation, Jun Xiaoyao also sighed lightly.

He actually had some mental preparation; Yiyi would still walk this path in the end.

After all, fate — this thing — often cannot be avoided, cannot be escaped.

However, Jun Xiaoyao didn't have too many emotions.

He would summon Yiyi back.

After Jun Xiaoyao and the others returned to the Other Shore Dao Palace, he also had time to reminisce with Li Xianyao.

……

In the western region of the Hunxu Star Domain, there floated an ancient continent in the universe.

Continents like this were innumerable in the Hunxu Star Domain; many were extremely desolate uninhabited lands.

At this moment, deep underground in this continent, there shockingly stood an ancient blood-colored palace.

Many figures were here.

Inside the palace.

There was a blood-colored Immortal Source.

Standing at the scene were several figures, each with overwhelmingly powerful auras, staring at this blood-colored Immortal Source.

This blood-colored immortal source has quite a background.

It was once infused with the imperial blood of the Floating Pagoda Slaughter Emperor, the creator of the Floating Pagoda Slaughter Hall, thus appearing blood-red.

At this moment, through the translucent blood-colored immortal source, a blurry figure can be seen within.

This figure is none other than the sole descendant left behind by the Floating Pagoda Slaughter Emperor.

The Floating Pagoda Imperial Son.

At a certain moment.

On the blood-colored immortal source, a cracking sound suddenly rang out, and fissures began to spread.

The entire immortal source shattered like cracked porcelain.

Boom!

The aura surged skyward, and blood-colored magic power spread out like a bolt of silk, sweeping across the four directions.

That aura had indeed already reached the Quasi-Emperor realm.

And amidst the swirling blood-colored mist, a figure stepped out.

It was a man with a head full of blood-red hair, clad in a blood robe, as if he had walked from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, his killing intent piercing the heavens.

"Paying respects to the Floating Pagoda Imperial Son!"

Upon seeing this figure, many cultivators of the Floating Pagoda Slaughter Hall present all clasped their hands in salute.

This blood-haired man is precisely the Floating Pagoda Imperial Son.

But at this moment, deep in the eyes of the Floating Pagoda Imperial Son, a strange light seemed to be shifting, though none of those present noticed.

"Imperial Son, my lord, you have finally broken the seal; my Floating Pagoda Slaughter Hall still needs your leadership."

A strong cultivator of the Floating Pagoda Slaughter Hall said.

Back when the Floating Pagoda Slaughter Hall waged war against the His-and-Her Dao Palace, the Floating Pagoda Slaughter Hall was nearly wiped out.

But some strength remained.

These people are all utterly loyal to the Floating Pagoda Slaughter Emperor.

Moreover, there is another reason: their bloodlines have been inscribed with a restriction, allowing them to be loyal only to the Floating Pagoda Slaughter Emperor and his descendants.

And after the fall of the Floating Pagoda Slaughter Emperor, the Floating Pagoda Imperial Son naturally became their sole object of loyalty.

"Hmm, but with our current foundation, we still cannot oppose the His-and-Her Dao Palace."

"We can only rest and recuperate for now." The Floating Pagoda Imperial Son pondered for a moment, then said.

Upon hearing this, several slaughter commanders of the Floating Pagoda Slaughter Hall present all had a flicker of doubt in their eyes.

In their impression, the Floating Pagoda Imperial Son's character should be like his father, the Floating Pagoda Slaughter Emperor—decisive and arrogant, recklessly bold.

How is it that now he is so steady?

However, they did not dwell on it much.

Perhaps the Floating Pagoda Imperial Son had been sealed for too long, and now aware of the current situation, he knows it is not suitable to take the initiative.

"By the way, Imperial Son, my lord, I have heard that the God-Conferring Stele is about to descend into the world—does Imperial Son, my lord, need to go?"

"If one can leave a name upon it, it would also help boost the prestige of my Floating Pagoda Slaughter Hall."

A slaughter commander suddenly said.

"The God-Conferring Stele?"

A flicker of strange color flashed in the eyes of the Floating Pagoda Imperial Son.

He pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded and said.

"Yes, the reputation of my Floating Pagoda Slaughter Hall also indeed needs to be made known."

"Alright, you all go out first; I still need to regulate my own aura." The Floating Pagoda Imperial Son said.

"Yes!"

The personnel of the Floating Pagoda Slaughter Hall withdrew.

Within the entire blood-colored palace, only the Floating Pagoda Imperial Son remained.

On the face of the Floating Pagoda Imperial Son, a strange smile suddenly appeared.

"This body is not bad at all."

The Floating Pagoda Imperial Son muttered to himself.

But strangely, his tone was exceedingly ancient and weathered, not matching his appearance at all.

"If not for the Parasitic Devil Fetus Technique, this ancestor might truly have been shattered and fallen by the Immortal Cauldron."

"It seems even heavenly will does not allow this ancestor to fall, and has found a suitable body for me."