Chapter 277

Time dripped away slowly, and the factions arriving grew ever more numerous.

Aside from those aligned with the Jun family.

Finally, someone from the Ancient Imperial Clans arrived.

As several phoenix cries echoed, a group of elders from Wan Huang Ling Shan arrived.

Among them were some familiar faces.

Huang Xuan Yi, Feng Qing Ling.

They had both appeared at the Pan Wu Divine Dynasty banquet, only to be taught a lesson by Jun Xiaoyao.

Soon after, purple qi surged from the east, spreading across the land, and a group of beings appeared.

"That's… the Qilin Ancient Cave—they've come too!" a human cultivator whispered.

First the Ancestral Dragon Nest, then Wan Huang Ling Shan, and now the Qilin Ancient Cave had sent beings.

The Ancient Imperial Clans were emerging one after another, perhaps signaling that this great age was truly about to begin.

The Qilin Ancient Cave's arrivals were few; they mostly came to watch the spectacle.

"Rumors say the Jun family's first sequence once wielded an incomplete Qilin Great Divine Art—I'm genuinely curious."

A young being from the Qilin Ancient Cave sneered.

Though the Qilin Great Divine Art of their cave was never passed outside.

Yet ancient Qilin lineages might still exist in remote places, and they could not stop it.

If any ordinary faction's prodigy had obtained the Qilin Great Divine Art, they would long ago have been exterminated by Qilin Ancient Cave's elders.

But since it was the Jun family's first sequence who obtained it, the Qilin Ancient Cave could do nothing—could not strike against Jun Lingcang.

Then, from afar, black mist spread, shrouding the land in ill omen, bringing a chilling aura.

"That's… the Fallen God Palace!"

Amid the black mist, a mountain of white bones floated, seated within were shadowy figures in black robes.

The Fallen God Palace was also a famed power in the Wild Heaven Immortal Realm.

Once feared for their ferocity, recent events had left the Fallen God Palace utterly humiliated.

Their top prodigy, Fallen God Son, died in the lower realms due to Jun Xiaoyao.

The Fallen God Palace could not even rage—the Jun family had crushed them, leaving them seething with impotence.

Now, the Fallen God Palace had come in person, surely hoping to witness the Jun family's disgrace.

Next, various ancient clans arrived.

The Wild Ancient Ye Clan, the Wild Ancient Ji Clan, and the Northern Region Wang Clan.

The arrival of these ancient clans, Ancient Imperial Clans, and immortal powers silenced all around.

Clearly, the impact of this great battle would be profound.

As everyone anxiously waited.

Finally, the main figures arrived.

In the distance, golden light spread.

A magnificent golden dragon palace appeared, like an ancient heavenly palace, overshadowing all heavens with overwhelming might.

All hearts tightened—they knew this was Long Ji's imperial palace.

Also accompanying were powerful figures from the Ancestral Dragon Nest, and Long Bichi was among the retinue, here to witness this great battle.

On the other side, purple qi surged.

A young man, radiant as jade and striking in bearing, arrived riding a qilin beast.

His eyes were covered by black cloth inscribed with sealing runes, appearing deep and mysterious.

His entire aura was immensely formidable—clearly at the Heaven-Piercing Marquis realm.

It was Jun Lingcang!

"The Reincarnated Eyes has arrived—he's reached the Heaven-Piercing realm too!"

"He was only at Nirvana realm before; now he's reached Heaven-Piercing—the Reincarnated Eyes lives up to his name!"

"Long Ji Princess long ago reached Heaven-Piercing's peak—she likely still towers over the Reincarnated Eyes."

With the main figures' arrival, countless murmurs and exclamations erupted from all directions.

The Jun family had not come with only Jun Lingcang.

Many Jun family elders arrived, including Jun Zhantian.

Many of the younger generation's sequences were present.

Jun Zhangjian, Jun Xuehuang, Jun Wanjie were all here, along with Jun Daolin, Jun Xiyu, and others aligned with Jun Lingcang.

Jun Linglong had also come.

Yet among this group of Jun family youths, two figures stood out particularly.

One was a young man wearing a dragon crown and golden armor, appearing heroic and imposing, his aura extraordinary.

"That's… Jun family's second sequence, Jun Wushuang! Rumors say he received the legacy of an ancient supreme being—his strength is among the top in the younger generation!"

Some upon seeing the golden-armored youth couldn't help but gasp.

The Jun family's ten sequences were all exceptionally gifted, with extraordinary fortunes.

The second sequence was already a very high rank—only behind Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Lingcang.

The other was a woman with a voluptuous figure.

Her red hair was tied into a single ponytail, her face alluring yet bearing a touch of martial spirit, her bearing bold and graceful, radiating a tomboyish aura.

Most striking was her figure—wildly curvaceous, with an exaggerated hourglass shape.

She wore a tight combat suit, revealing a smooth, snow-white abdomen, exuding a unique blend of martial vigor and seduction.

"That's Jun family's third sequence, Jun Mulan. They say she carries the Blood of the War God—though a woman, her temper is explosive and her methods brutal."

Seeing the woman named Jun Mulan, some prodigies shrank back.

In the Wild Heaven Immortal Realm, many prodigies had been beaten by Jun Mulan.

What infuriated them most was that it didn't matter whether they had provoked her.

If she was in a bad mood, she'd just beat someone up—she was practically a savage tomboy.

"Heh, this battle is getting interesting." Jun Wushuang stood with one hand behind his back, smiling calmly.

Previously, the Jun family sequences had split into three factions.

One led by Jun Lingcang.

One led by Jun Xiaoyao.

The third was Jun Wushuang, Jun Mulan, and others.

They sided with neither, maintaining ambiguity and refusing to interfere.

But now, because of this battle, they had appeared.

"This battle concerns our Jun family's honor—if Jun Lingcang truly wins, we ten sequences will likely rally behind him as our leader," Jun Mulan said, arms crossed.

"Do you think Jun Lingcang can win this time?" Jun Wushuang asked.

As a perennial second-place, Jun Wushuang knew Jun Lingcang's strength best.

"Hard." Jun Mulan paused, then uttered one word.

Even this fiery tomboy admitted it was hard—clearly she didn't believe Jun Lingcang could truly defeat Long Ji Princess.

"What if… it were the zero-sequence, Jun Xiaoyao? Could he defeat Long Ji Princess?" Jun Wushuang continued.

Jun Mulan frowned in thought, then shook her head. "I don't know—he's still too young."

Among the Jun family sequences, Jun Xiaoyao was the youngest.

Calling him young was, in truth, accurate.

"Regardless, whoever defeats Long Ji Princess becomes the true leader of the ten sequences," Jun Wushuang said.

"Then let's wait and see," Jun Mulan arched her martial brow.

At that moment, from within the golden dragon palace came a cold, detached, haughty voice.

"Jun family's first sequence—are you ready to accept your defeat?"

As the words echoed, a golden path extended from the palace gates.

A breathtakingly beautiful figure, like a queen, cold and majestic, descended upon the mortal realm!