Chapter 328

"What? There's such a thing?"

Hearing Cang Yue's words, Jun Xiaoyao was genuinely surprised.

He hadn't expected to hear such a secret from the Cang sisters.

"Can you elaborate?" Jun Xiaoyao's interest was piqued.

"Actually, we don't know much about what happened back then—those levels were too high; we only heard rumors."

"But we can be certain that an ultimate powerhouse once breached the Burial Land. Other Burial Emperors tried to stop him, and a great battle erupted, shaking the heavens and earth, making all ten domains of the Burial Land tremble."

Even now, Cang Yue still felt a lingering fear.

Though they themselves could never have reached that level of combat,

the entire Ancient Burial Land had trembled from that battle, and every living being within it had felt it firsthand.

"I never thought my Jun Clan did something like this—but why would the Jun Clan forcibly breach the Burial Land?" Jun Xiaoyao remained puzzled.

"I don't know for sure, but I heard that at the time, the Burial Emperors' furious roars echoed across the heavens, warning the Jun Clan not to meddle so foolishly." Cang Yue said.

"Meddle?" Jun Xiaoyao murmured, then asked: "You said that Jun Clan's ultimate powerhouse entered the Burial Realm—what exactly is that place?"

Cang Yue gathered her thoughts and replied: "Young Master Jun, you may not know, but the true origin of the Ancient Burial Land is the Burial Realm—it is one of the most ancient lands."

"The ten domains of the Burial Land are merely extensions radiating outward from the Burial Realm."

Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly upon hearing this.

Yet what puzzled him was that back in the Jun Clan, he had never heard of this.

Logically, the Jun Clan's forced breach of the Burial Land and entry into its depths should have been a monumental event.

"It seems there are great secrets hidden here," Jun Xiaoyao thought.

He had come to the Ancient Burial Land to find the Nine Marvelous Reincarnation Immortal Grass; now, another matter needed investigation.

Then Jun Xiaoyao considered—if the Nine Marvelous Reincarnation Immortal Grass couldn't be found in the ten domains,

might it possibly exist within the ancient Burial Realm?

Jun Xiaoyao felt this was plausible.

"Is there a way to enter the Burial Realm?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"It's difficult. The Burial Realm is a forbidden zone of the Ancient Burial Land, extremely dangerous—under normal circumstances, even our own Burial Land beings avoid it. But…" Cang Yue hesitated.

"But what?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.

"But the Ten Kings Banquet is about to begin. If Young Master Jun can interact with those of that caliber, perhaps you can find a way to enter the Burial Realm." Cang Yue said.

The Cang Clan, though prominent, isn't among the top powers of the Ancient Burial Land and cannot compare to factions like the Fallen Feather Clan.

Without reaching that height, one naturally cannot access the secrets of the Burial Realm.

But factions like the Fallen Feather Clan can.

"The Ten Kings Banquet—I understand," Jun Xiaoyao nodded.

He had been pondering what to do next after leaving the Cang Clan.

Now he had direction.

Attend the Ten Kings Banquet, investigate the trail of the Nine Marvelous Reincarnation Immortal Grass, and uncover the secrets of the Burial Realm.

Afterward, Jun Xiaoyao spoke further with the Cang sisters about the Burial Land.

Finally, the two sisters departed reluctantly.

Jun Xiaoyao felt no guilt.

He wasn't driven by lust, nor did he flirt with every woman he met.

It was simply that his charm was too great—he couldn't help it.

Could he possibly stop radiating charm?

This kind of charisma and aura simply couldn't be concealed.

"Once I deal with the Fallen Feather Saint Son, I can leave the Yinming Domain," Jun Xiaoyao thought.

As for the threat from the Fallen Feather Clan, Jun Xiaoyao paid it no mind.

If the Fallen Feather Clan dared to act against him, they risked annihilation.

Even the Cang Clan had smart people.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't believe every single member of the Fallen Feather Clan was an idiot.

In this waiting, three days passed in the blink of an eye.

By the third day, Baiwang City was packed—crowds thronged in three layers inside and three layers outside, completely blocking all access.

Never before had Baiwang City been this lively.

The main figures hadn't arrived yet, but three unwelcome guests appeared outside the Cang Clan's encampment.

They were the Iron Bone Clan, the Green Ghost Clan, and the Gongming Clan.

The Cang Clan's patriarch and the Cang sisters, among others, stepped out.

"What is your intent?" The Cang patriarch's gaze swept over the three factions, his eyes narrowing slightly.

If they merely came to watch the spectacle, there was no need for all three to send their full strength.

Now, each side had sent at least two or three Saints.

The Cang patriarch suspected even Saint Kings lurked unseen, watching from the shadows.

Though the Cang Clan's ancestor hadn't appeared, he was already poised and ready.

"Hah, no intent at all—we just wonder how you Cang Clan could be so foolish as to anger the Fallen Feather Clan over an outsider." The Gongming patriarch sneered.

In their eyes, the Cang Clan had clearly lost its mind to make such a stupid choice.

"What's it to you?" The Cang patriarch's expression turned icy.

"We merely want to see if your Cang Clan can survive today," said a warrior from the Iron Bone Clan.

"Exactly. The Fallen Feather Saint Son has no patience. Aligning yourselves with this outsider from beyond will mean your clan's extermination," the Green Ghost Clan's chieftain chuckled darkly.

They had come here to wait—for the moment the Cang Clan fell, so they could divide the spoils.

"Hmph, delusions!" The Cang patriarch snorted, his face dark.

Cang Yue and Cang Xue were also furious.

Yet thinking of Jun Xiaoyao's terrifying background, they felt slightly reassured.

Jun Xiaoyao was absolutely not someone the Fallen Feather Saint Son could provoke.

Time passed in this waiting.

At one moment, everyone suddenly sensed an extremely violent killing intent approaching from afar.

"The main figure has arrived!"

The entire Baiwang City erupted in chaos.

In the distant sky, several figures appeared.

Leading them was a young man clad in black feathered robes, with a pair of gray wings growing from his back.

As he flapped his wings, the void trembled, spreading overwhelming death energy.

She Ji followed beside him.

Simultaneously, two Fallen Feather Clan elders, Xue Ling and Tian You, arrived on either side.

"The Fallen Feather Saint Son has arrived—and two Fallen Feather Clan Saints have appeared too!"

Among the Burial Land beings in Baiwang City, a wave of murmurs rose.

Seeing this, the Cang patriarch's face turned utterly grim.

If only the Fallen Feather Saint Son had come, there might still be room for maneuver.

But now, two Fallen Feather Clan Saints had followed.

They likely came to crush the Cang Clan.

"I hope the ancestor's choice was right," the Cang patriarch prayed inwardly.

The Fallen Feather Saint Son arrived in Baiwang City, his gray eyes, thick with death energy, fixed on the Cang Clan's encampment.

"That outsider from beyond—I've come. Didn't you say you'd have me surrender and die?" The Fallen Feather Saint Son's voice dripped with killing intent.

"Indeed. If you come willingly to die, you'll save me trouble."

A white-robed figure shot out from a pavilion within the Cang Clan's grounds, stepping into the sky to stand opposite the Fallen Feather Saint Son.

Jun Xiaoyao and the Fallen Feather Saint Son faced each other in direct confrontation!