Chapter 275: Lower Realm Cleanup, Whipping Fang Han, Time to Kill Xiao Chen

The Heavenly Realm of Huang Tian, stirred by the duel between Jun Lingcang and Princess Long Ji, became a whirlwind of upheaval.

The Lower Realm, by contrast, sank into stillness.

The chaos across the Ten Realms had finally reached its end.

The spiritual energy of all ten continents had been nearly absorbed by the Ten Realms Rifts.

As a result, spiritual energy on every continent was extremely scarce, as if entering the End Dharma Era.

Coupled with the earlier chaos caused by the Ten Sinful Clans and the disruptions unleashed by the Ten Rebellious Sons.

The entire Ten Realms lay in ruins, with countless lives perished.

But none of this concerned Jun Xiaoyao—at least not now, for he was no sage concerned with the fate of the world.

Jun Xiaoyao and the others left the Ten Realms Rift.

They found the point where they had entered and retraced their path back.

On the outer seas of the Wanxiang Continent.

The once calm sea surface erupted with a thunderous boom.

Shattered bones and carcasses of sea beasts exploded in all directions, staining the sea red with blood.

Five figures emerged from the deep sea.

It was Jun Xiaoyao, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, Yan Qingying, and Little Demon Immortal.

The moment Jun Xiaoyao appeared.

Dongxuan Ancestor and the others arrived.

"Congratulations, Young Master, you've returned with bountiful gains!" Dongxuan Ancestor, Gu Yuan, and the others all bowed to Jun Xiaoyao.

They had been guarding the outer seas, waiting for Jun Xiaoyao's return.

At this moment, Dongxuan Ancestor and the others' gazes unconsciously fixed on Jun Xiaoyao.

Their eyes sharply narrowed, revealing deep astonishment.

They sensed a faint threat emanating from Jun Xiaoyao.

"How is this possible?"

Dongxuan Ancestor and Gu Yuan exchanged glances, each seeing the shock in the other's eyes.

After all, they were sages.

They could perceive Jun Xiaoyao's current cultivation base—he had reached the Heaven-Piercing Realm and become a Prince.

But even a Heaven-Piercing Prince could never pose a threat to a sage.

"It seems the Young Master gained unimaginable fortune within the Ten Realms Rift," Dongxuan Ancestor thought in awe.

No wonder Jun Clan prized him as their greatest prodigy—Jun Xiaoyao's growth rate was terrifying.

Previously, Jun Xiaoyao had merely been seen by them as a very powerful young prodigy.

Now, Dongxuan Ancestor even felt.

That before long, Jun Xiaoyao might surpass them.

"You've worked hard. Let's return to the Ancient God Clan," Jun Xiaoyao said coolly.

Dongxuan Ancestor and the others nodded—they would never dare ask what fortune Jun Xiaoyao had gained.

After all, they were servants.

Meanwhile, at another entrance to the Ten Realms Rift.

A middle-aged man clad in golden armor felt his heart sink.

He was a General of the Panwu Divine Dynasty, publicly serving as Yang Pan's guardian.

But secretly, he was a man of the Panwu Divine Lord.

In the Lower Realm, the Panwu Divine Lord had specifically instructed him to keep a close eye on Yang Pan.

With Yang Pan's fortune and destiny, he was the most likely to collect the Pan Emperor Sword.

Perhaps he could even gather the other two swords in the Lower Realm.

After arriving in the Lower Realm, Yang Pan's fortune indeed proved exceptional—he amassed countless opportunities, leaving even this General astonished.

Yang Pan was truly a favorite of destiny.

Finally, Yang Pan entered the Ten Realms Rift, but due to his realm restriction, this General could not follow.

Now, several prodigies had already emerged, and the Ten Realms Rift was about to seal again.

But Yang Pan had not appeared.

The General slowly raised his hand, staring at the shattered fate tablet.

"It seems he truly perished. But Yang Pan's death is secondary—the Pan Emperor Spirit Sword has fallen into it. Damn it!" The General's expression turned grim.

This entire mission had been a total loss—losing both wife and soldiers.

The Panwu Divine Lord likely already knew of Yang Pan's death.

Who knew how furious he would be?

"I'll return first and report the news," the General sighed deeply and turned away.

On another front, Jun Xiaoyao and the others returned to the Ancient God Clan.

The Emperor of Dayin Dynasty and others were also present.

Jun Xiaoyao said nothing—he simply pulled out the light-shadow stone.

It recorded Fang Han's earlier collusion with Yang Pan and others to capture Jiang Luoli and attempt to coerce Jun Xiaoyao.

After watching, the Dayin Dynasty figures were stunned.

The Emperor of Dayin could not help stomping his foot, cursing bitterly: "This rebellious son—once he gained fortune, he grew arrogant! How dare he commit such an unforgivable act? It's my failure as a father—I beg the Young Master to punish me!"

The Emperor of Dayin knelt directly before Jun Xiaoyao.

In his heart, he cursed Fang Han a thousand times over.

Previously, Fang Han had been merely a foolish imperial prince, ignored by the Emperor of Dayin.

Only after gaining fortune and growing stronger did he begin to attract the Emperor's attention.

But the Emperor of Dayin never imagined Fang Han would be so audacious as to dare attack Jun Xiaoyao.

After all, angering Jun Xiaoyao could lead to the total annihilation of the entire Dayin Dynasty.

And they could not utter a single word of complaint.

"This rebellious son has doomed us all!" the Emperor of Dayin raged inwardly.

He wished he could drag Fang Han out and whip his corpse a hundred times.

"I never thought Fang Han was such a person—I misjudged him," Jun Ying'er said.

She had once been soft-hearted, helping Fang Han so earnestly.

Yet Fang Han had such a wolfish ambition, daring to scheme against Jun Xiaoyao.

"Young Master, I'm sorry—it's all my…" Jun Ying'er looked apologetic, ready to apologize.

"It has nothing to do with you," Jun Xiaoyao shook his head coolly.

"I dare to beg, Young Master, please forgive the Emperor and the others—they have devoted themselves wholeheartedly to Jun Clan," Jun Ying'er bit her lip and bowed gracefully to Jun Xiaoyao.

During her many years in the Lower Realm, the Emperor of Dayin and others had treated her with great care.

Jun Ying'er did not wish the Dayin Dynasty to be ruined by Fang Han's actions.

"Do I look so cruel that I'd punish you all because of one person's mistake?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly and shook his head.

Nearby, Su Ziqiong and the others couldn't help but mutter inwardly.

How many sects had Jun Xiaoyao wiped out?

"Thank you, Young Master, for your great mercy—the entire Dynasty is eternally grateful!" the Emperor of Dayin bowed in thanks.

Jun Ying'er smiled sweetly, her eyes brimming with admiration and longing.

Jun Xiaoyao was not only immensely powerful and breathtakingly handsome.

His character and temperament were beyond reproach—and he had been so gentle and forgiving toward her.

Jun Ying'er's heart felt like melting, lost in Jun Xiaoyao's charm.

"Tsk tsk, Little Xiaoyao is so loving…" Little Demon Immortal murmured.

"Why are you talking so much? By the way, who let you follow us?" Jiang Luoli puffed her cheeks, slightly annoyed.

"My legs are mine—I go wherever I please," Little Demon Immortal giggled.

The two little girls began bickering again.

Jun Xiaoyao said: "Ying'er, come with me back to the Immortal Realm. The Lower Realm's cleanup will be left to the Emperor of Dayin and the Ancient God Clan leader."

"Yes, we will handle it thoroughly!" the Emperor of Dayin and the Ancient God Clan leader replied.

After completing the cleanup, if they wished, they could return to the Immortal Realm.

But some must remain to guard the Lower Realm.

"The Lower Realm matters are finally settled. While I was gone, what else happened in the Immortal Realm?"

"And that Xiao Chen—he should be crushed now," Jun Xiaoyao's lips curled into a faint smile.

Xiao Chen had completely lost his usefulness.

To prevent him from scheming behind the scenes, Jun Xiaoyao should send him on his way.

As for Princess Long Ji.

Hmm…

Jun Xiaoyao was considering whether to make her reveal her true form and eat her.

Or ride her like a mount.