Chapter 314

"Ding! Congratulations, host! You've received a six-star reward: Magic Power Immunity!"

As the system notification faded.

Jun Xiaoyao felt it—a hidden power bestowed upon him.

"Magic Power Immunity?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flickered with unknown emotion.

He suddenly extended his hand, fingers forming a sword, unleashing a thread of magic power blade, then pointing it at himself.

But a strange sight occurred.

That thread of magic power blade vanished silently, dissolving into nothing.

As if it had never existed.

A stream of information flowed into Jun Xiaoyao's mind.

He now understood the meaning of Magic Power Immunity.

It was not a divine technique or scripture, but a unique ability.

Immune to all magic power attacks.

Of course, this immunity had limits—it functioned only within a certain degree and range.

For example, if a Supreme Being struck, Jun Xiaoyao, even with Magic Power Immunity, could not block even a single blow from them.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao tested further.

He unleashed the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist and slammed it into himself.

The result? Even the first strike was completely nullified.

The Six Paths Reincarnation Fist was immensely powerful—one of Jun Xiaoyao's ultimate techniques.

Yet Magic Power Immunity completely negated this formidable force—astonishing.

Jun Xiaoyao then activated the Emperor's Seal, the War Decree, the Heavenly God's Spear, and other divine arts.

All were nullified by Magic Power Immunity.

Only when he unleashed the Killing Immortal Sword Art did Magic Power Immunity finally fail and break.

How many techniques had passed in between?

Imagine, in battle, if Jun Xiaoyao activated this Magic Power Immunity.

His enemies would be utterly bewildered, unable to comprehend what had happened.

This ability was exceedingly rare—even across the Immortal Realm, few had ever encountered it.

"Interesting. Though not absolute invincibility yet, this Magic Power Immunity will produce unexpected effects in combat."

Jun Xiaoyao was satisfied with this sign-in reward.

He also learned from the information stream in his mind.

This Magic Power Immunity could strengthen as Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation level rose.

Would it one day become true Invulnerability to All Arts?

If he could truly reach that level, it would be heaven-defying—placing Jun Xiaoyao inherently in an invincible position.

If this heaven-defying ability became known to the outside world, it would trigger a massive upheaval.

"A priceless asset," Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

The system was pushing him irreversibly toward absolute supremacy.

After a brief adjustment, Jun Xiaoyao resumed his journey.

With this heaven-defying ability, his journey through the Ancient Burial Grounds had grown considerably safer.

Jun Xiaoyao continued forward across this land of buried bones.

Along the way, he encountered strange bone spirits.

Calling them "spirits" was inaccurate—they were like beasts, utterly devoid of wisdom, with wildly varying forms.

Some resembled oxen, others wolves, and still others humanoid shapes.

Jun Xiaoyao attacked them, using them to test his Magic Power Immunity.

He soon realized these bone spirits wielded a form of death energy.

Though similar in nature to magic power, this energy was saturated with thick, chilling deathly aura.

Clearly, this death energy was tied to the Ancient Burial Grounds' cosmic laws.

Yet Magic Power Immunity still worked—Jun Xiaoyao merely flicked his fingers and slew them all.

But later, Jun Xiaoyao encountered bone spirits so powerful they sent chills through him.

For instance, one bone celestial beast had wings of pale white, vast as clouds hanging from heaven, resembling a floating fortress.

Its aura reached the Saint Lord realm.

Another, a bone giant, stood ten thousand zhang tall, piercing the dark, heavy clouds, its aura reaching the Precursor Supreme realm.

Facing these beings, Jun Xiaoyao suppressed all his life force and blood qi, and left immediately.

He finally understood why A Jiu hadn't entered with him.

With A Jiu's overwhelming life force, he would have been detected by the powerful bone spirits long before truly entering the Ancient Burial Grounds.

After several days, Jun Xiaoyao finally exited the land of buried bones.

He had now truly set foot upon the Ancient Burial Grounds.

Before him stretched a vast expanse of black earth.

The atmosphere remained chilling; the heavens and earth still swarmed with thick death energy.

Jun Xiaoyao's own blood qi clashed violently with this realm.

"No wonder the Ancient Burial Grounds are called a life Jinqu —this place isn't fit for mortals," Jun Xiaoyao muttered.

Even his Primordial Ancient Holy Body's formidable blood qi felt slightly uncomfortable.

Imagine how ordinary cultivators would fare.

Even prodigies would feel nauseated merely standing here, growing weak rapidly.

Only someone like Jun Xiaoyao, with his Primordial Ancient Holy Body, could withstand this realm's death energy.

"Where should I go? No clue," Jun Xiaoyao sighed inwardly.

The Ancient Burial Grounds were extremely mysterious to the outside world.

Thus, few records existed, let alone detailed information.

Jun Xiaoyao could only proceed step by step.

As Jun Xiaoyao wandered aimlessly forward,

hundreds of miles away, high in the sky,

a colossal skeletal bird flew across the heavens.

Upon its back stood a group of humanoid spirits.

At the center were two sisters, strikingly similar in appearance.

Both wore moon-white robes, with exquisite features and exceptional beauty.

At first glance, they resembled ordinary human girls.

But upon closer inspection, one would notice:

Their skin was icy, snow-white, unnaturally pale—devoid of any trace of living ruddiness.

Thick death energy permeated their bodies.

Especially the younger sister—her death energy was overwhelmingly dense, nearly overflowing.

"Little Xue, in two more days, we'll reach the Yin-Yang Soul Pool. With Brother Gu Chi's help, securing you an Yin-Yang Divine Fruit won't be a problem."

The elder sister gazed at her younger sister with concern.

The younger sister smiled faintly, her face growing even paler.

Beside them stood Gu Chi, a young man whose appearance was merely average, with a hooked nose and an air of gloom.

He smiled at the sisters: "Cang Yue, rest assured—I'll help Cang Xue obtain the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit."

Hearing Gu Chi's words, Cang Yue offered a faint smile.

Gu Chi's strength ranked among the top ten of the Yinming Domain's younger generation.

With his aid, securing an Yin-Yang Divine Fruit should pose little difficulty.

Nearby stood several elders, also from the same family as the sisters Cang Yue and Cang Xue.

Their faces bore traces of worry.

The competition at the Yin-Yang Soul Pool seemed unusually fierce this time.

At that moment, all the spirits atop the skeletal bird sensed a vast surge of life force and blood qi from afar.

"What is that? Such immense life force—could a life-bearing heavenly treasure be emerging?"

One elder's eyes widened.

Cang Yue's deep blue eyes flickered with delight.

If they could obtain a life-bearing heavenly treasure, perhaps they could slow Cang Xue's condition.

"Go see!"

The skeletal bird flapped its wings and soared forward.

Simultaneously, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly halted.

He sensed a vast tide of death energy approaching from afar.

"Huh? Could it be... a spirit of the Burial Land?" Jun Xiaoyao gazed into the distance.