Chapter 283: Wang Chuan Pays His Respects, the Shock of Subduing an Ancient Anomaly

"W…what? The Reincarnation Devil Sect's Holy Son, Wang Chuan?"

"The Reincarnation Devil Sect? That's an immortal sect from countless eons ago—didn't it vanish long ago into the river of time?"

"No, wait—his meaning… could this Wang Chuan be… an ancient anomaly?"

With this news spreading, every living being on Wenda Mountain felt their minds go numb.

The Reincarnation Devil Sect was well known, for it had once been a mighty immortal sect.

But later, it provoked a Life Forbidden Zone and was ultimately annihilated, disappearing into the flow of time.

Some people also recalled Wang Chuan.

The Reincarnation Devil Sect once had such a peerless prodigy, who stood at the pinnacle of his era.

Yet, few could link this young man before them with that supreme Holy Son.

Wang Chuan took a step forward, a flash of wisdom in his eyes.

He was willing to act voluntarily precisely to curry favor with Jun Xiaoyao and serve him.

At the very least, he would live more comfortably under Jun Xiaoyao's command.

Moreover, if Jun Xiaoyao trusted him, he might even have Jun Clan nurture him.

Thinking this way, he gained rather than lost.

Wang Chuan's magic power surged, his Heaven-Piercing realm cultivation base radiating outward.

Simultaneously, a terrifying force of reincarnation spread across the land.

"That power… it's the force of reincarnation!"

"It's the Reincarnation Holy Body—this young man truly is the ancient anomaly of the Reincarnation Devil Sect!"

As Wang Chuan revealed his Reincarnation Holy Body, his identity was fully confirmed.

Undoubtedly, he was the Reincarnation Devil Sect's ancient anomaly, emerging from his seal only in this era.

Then, everyone realized another horrifying truth.

Wang Chuan had just called Jun Xiaoyao "Young Master."

"Could it be… that the Jun Clan's Divine Son has subdued an ancient anomaly?"

"This has to be a joke—an ancient anomaly, lofty and proud, would never submit to anyone?!"

Upon realizing this, many factions were stunned and bewildered.

A contemporary prodigy subduing an ancient anomaly? Wasn't this the opposite of reality?

"Our Divine Son has subdued an ancient anomaly! Our Divine Son is invincible in this age!"

Upon hearing this, the young Jun Clan members broke into ecstatic grins, their blood seeming to boil!

Who could subdue an ancient anomaly?

No one—only Jun Xiaoyao could!

"What? You've submitted to him?"

Even Princess Long Ji could not hide a flicker of shock.

She was among the earliest ancient anomalies to break free in the Huangtian Immortal Realm.

Unless another ancient anomaly or a descendant of a Great Emperor or ancient emperor's young heir appeared,

Princess Long Ji had almost no equal.

Now, another prodigy, like her, who had slumbered for countless eons and awakened, had appeared.

Most importantly, this ancient anomaly had chosen to submit to Jun Xiaoyao.

It was unimaginable—shattering Princess Long Ji's understanding.

Hearing the murmurs of disbelief, Wang Chuan sneered: "Your Lord's strength is beyond your comprehension—you're nothing but frogs at the bottom of a well."

In Wang Chuan's view,

Jun Xiaoyao was monstrous beyond reason.

Not just other ancient anomalies—even if Great Emperor descendants appeared or Forbidden Zone heirs broke free, they likely still wouldn't be Jun Xiaoyao's match.

Jun Xiaoyao's strength was no longer something ordinary ancient anomalies could handle.

"What a disgrace!" Princess Long Ji's gaze turned icy.

Though she and Wang Chuan were not from the same faction,

they were both ancient anomalies who had slumbered.

Wang Chuan's actions had shattered the ancient anomalies' revered, untouchable image in the eyes of the world.

"Enough talk—want to challenge my Lord? First defeat me!"

Wang Chuan struck, unleashing waves of reincarnation force.

Earlier, Wang Chuan had seemed weak,

simply because his opponent was Jun Xiaoyao.

Compared to Jun Xiaoyao, which prodigy wasn't weak?

But outside Jun Xiaoyao's shadow, Wang Chuan was no one's inferior.

He was an ancient anomaly himself, with profound accumulation, and possessed the Reincarnation Holy Body.

Even facing Princess Long Ji, he could hold his own.

Seeing Wang Chuan strike, Princess Long Ji also moved.

Without hesitation, she summoned her Dragon-Embossed Black Gold Holy Sword, aiming to end the battle swiftly.

Otherwise, if she fought long with Jun Xiaoyao's subordinate, what would it make her look like?

Seeing this, Wang Chuan sensed danger.

His aura had not yet merged with the realm's current energy, unlike Princess Long Ji, who had fully restored her peak power after seclusion.

Wang Chuan summoned the Small Six Realms Reincarnation Disc, clashing it against Princess Long Ji's Dragon-Embossed Black Gold Holy Sword.

Clangs echoed endlessly as the two ancient anomalies clashed.

Watching this dramatic scene, many gasped.

Wasn't this supposed to be Jun Xiaoyao versus Princess Long Ji?

How did it become Jun Xiaoyao's subordinate fighting Princess Long Ji?

The ancient royal clans, who had been smug and arrogant moments ago, now held their breath, faces flushed with shame, speechless.

No one had expected Jun Xiaoyao to pull this move—subduing an ancient anomaly to fight for him.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The clash roared like thunder splitting the earth.

Terrifying waves of magic power spread outward.

Wang Chuan and Princess Long Ji fought to a fever pitch.

Watching this, several Jun Clan succession heirs sighed.

Jun Xiaoyao had already transcended the younger generation.

Even his subordinate could rival top-tier prodigies.

Yet in this battle, Wang Chuan was falling behind.

Not because his Reincarnation Holy Body was weak, but because he hadn't secluded himself—his aura hadn't merged with the realm's energy.

Plus, Princess Long Ji possessed numerous techniques and a powerful bloodline, suppressing Wang Chuan.

BOOM!

Another collision.

Wang Chuan, along with the Small Six Realms Reincarnation Disc, was blasted backward.

His chest churned with turbulent blood, bones cracking under pressure.

"No wonder they're the Dragon Clan," Wang Chuan's expression grew grim.

Had he not been the Reincarnation Holy Body, he might not have withstood Princess Long Ji's physical might.

Though Princess Long Ji's form was slender and graceful, the raw physical power within was terrifying.

After all, she carried the blood of an ancient emperor—uncommonly potent.

"Enough, Wang Chuan—return."

Jun Xiaoyao, observing the battle, spoke.

Wang Chuan's face darkened—he had suffered defeat after defeat since descending to the mortal realm.

Losing to Jun Xiaoyao was acceptable—he was a once-in-eternity prodigy; defeat was normal.

But now, he'd lost again—to Princess Long Ji.

It left Wang Chuan feeling stifled.

"I've disappointed my Lord," Wang Chuan bowed to Jun Xiaoyao as he retreated.

"Your aura hasn't reached its peak—temporary defeat is normal," Jun Xiaoyao said coolly.

Then he stepped forward, facing Princess Long Ji directly.

"Finally—it's coming! The ultimate showdown!"

Seeing the two face off, everyone present grew excited, watching with tense anticipation.

"Jun Xiaoyao, this time, I'll make you taste defeat!" Xiao Chen's face twisted with malice.

Princess Long Ji studied Jun Xiaoyao, her gaze icy.

His earlier contemptuous address had kindled murderous intent within her.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I'll make you understand the cost of insulting me!" Princess Long Ji's voice was frigid.

Her aura was like that of an eternal empress, cold and magnificent, yet domineering.

Jun Xiaoyao let out a short, mocking laugh.

"Who gave you the audacity to act superior before this Divine Son?"

"Not just you—even all the gods and buddhas in heaven must bow and submit before this Divine Son!"