Chapter 342

The venue of the Ten Kings Feast was located in the Jun Tianming Domain, one of the Ten Domains of the Ancient Burial Earth, at the Burial Soul Mountain.

The Jun Tianming Domain was the domain closest to the Burial World.

The ruling force of the Jun Tianming Domain was the famous Underworld Palace.

The Underworld Palace's master, the Jun Tianming Tianming Zanghuang, was the domain master of the Jun Tianming Domain and also one of the top experts of the Ancient Burial Earth.

Among the ten domain masters of the Burial Earth's Ten Domains, in terms of fame and strength, he was second only to that Ghost-Faced Female Tianming Zanghuang of the Sen Luo Domain.

Today, the Burial Soul Mountain was incomparably lively.

The pitch-black mountain range stretched into the distance.

Thick death energy swirled and rolled between the Burial Soul Mountains.

Countless Burial Earth creatures gathered from the Ten Domains, dense and numerous.

The Ten Kings Feast could be considered a grand gathering of the Burial Earth's Ten Domains.

New and old figures from all walks of life gathered together, the scene incomparably lively.

In the past, the holding of the Ten Kings Feast was mainly for the Ten Little Kings and their followers to exchange pointers.

Major forces would bring out some stakes to use as rewards.

But this Ten Kings Feast was different from before.

It wasn't just about exchanging pointers anymore.

"Hey, have you heard? It's rumored that in the deep Burial World, a crack seems to have appeared?"

"Yes, more than ten years ago, after that big storm, the Burial World was completely sealed. Who would have thought a crack would appear?"

"But it seems I heard that the crack is extremely unstable, only allowing a very small number of creatures to enter, and their cultivation cannot be too high, otherwise they can't get in at all."

"It seems this Ten Kings Feast's competition is related to the quota for entering, right?"

Some Burial Earth creatures were whispering to each other.

What kind of place was the Burial World? It was an absolute treasure land of fortuitous encounters.

From ancient times to the present, countless experts had buried their bones inside, and there were countless techniques, magic treasures, and treasures.

There was even a legend that on the outermost periphery of the Burial World, walking a few steps and digging into the ground casually could unearth an inheritance tomb.

Of course, this was somewhat exaggerated, but it showed that the Burial World was a place of great fortuitous encounters.

It was just that more than ten years ago, after that storm, the Burial World sealed itself.

Except for experts at the Tianming Zanghuang level who could communicate with the great terrors in the depths of the Burial World, other Burial Earth creatures couldn't enter at all.

This appearance of a crack in the Burial World was definitely a great fortuitous encounter for heaven's pride experts like the Ten Little Kings.

And besides this news, the other thing everyone cared about most was naturally Within Jun Xiaoyao.

"I heard that the Demon Kingdom's Ninth Princess Lang Huan was really conquered by that Jun Clan heaven's pride expert?"

"Yes, I heard they even slept together."

"Hateful, this is a disgrace to our Burial Earth male creatures. Such a beauty was actually obtained by someone from the outside!"

"It doesn't matter. Since that Jun Clan heaven's pride expert dares to attend the feast, he should be prepared to lose face."

Many Burial Earth heaven's pride experts had indignant expressions.

Of course, this was only a portion of extreme sycophants.

Most Burial Earth creatures held some rejection and hostility toward Within Jun Xiaoyao for being an outsider.

On the contrary, those female Burial Earth creatures were speaking up for Within Jun Xiaoyao.

"You are really sour. You clearly don't have the ability to conquer the Ninth Princess, yet you insist on saying it's someone else's fault."

"Exactly, if you have the guts, go fight Young Master Jun. If you can beat him, I'll marry you!" some Burial Earth girls mocked.

These rebuttals left those Burial Earth creatures speechless, their faces awkward and ashamed, unable to say a word.

And at this moment, a dragon roar suddenly sounded in the distance.

A bone dragon burning with ghostly green underworld fire flapped its wings and arrived, with a group of creatures standing on it.

One of them was exactly Long Xiang.

"The Corpse Dragon Clan's heaven's pride expert Long Xiang is here!" some people shouted, their eyes filled with fanaticism.

Long Xiang was definitely one of the strongest heaven's pride experts in the Burial Earth's Ten Domains.

And a moment later, from another direction, a pitch-black giant python moved over, its size as large as a winding mountain range.

Standing on it was a group of creatures with human bodies and snake tails; it was the Heaven-Swallowing Python Clan.

And the Heaven-Swallowing Python Clan's heaven's pride expert, Mo Ling, was also among them.

"The Heaven-Swallowing Python Clan's Mo Ling is here. He is a loyal pursuer of the Ninth Princess!"

"Hehe, there's going to be a good show now!"

Long Xiang and Mo Ling, although they hadn't met Within Jun Xiaoyao, already had a grudge.

Long Kun was killed by Within Jun Xiaoyao.

And Lang Huan's love for Within Jun Xiaoyao also clearly touched Mo Ling's sore spot.

But the ones who arrived weren't just the two of them.

Accompanied by a beast roar, the Nine Nether Ao appeared.

The Nine Nether Ao's head resembled a wolf's, with a pair of huge gray bull horns on its head, its body covered in black scales, and blood-colored hair growing between the scales.

Behind it were nine tails, and behind each tail was a fierce beast head, incomparably ferocious.

Seeing this fierce creature attack, many Burial Earth creatures showed expressions of fear.

This Nine Nether Ao, although not pure-blooded, was also incomparably fierce. Among the Ten Little Kings, it was enough to rank in the top three, and could even exchange pointers with the Ancient Hegemon Body.

As time passed, one king after another appeared.

A heaven's pride expert of the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Clan appeared, possessing eight arms, very eerie.

A king of the Corpse Refining Sect appeared, wearing a black cloak, carrying a coffin with him, feared by everyone.

And a king of the Blood Fiend Clan appeared; it was rumored that this clan was transformed from a drop of demonic blood.

In short, the Ten Little Kings appeared one after another, pushing the entire feast to a climax step by step.

Finally, in the distant sky, a luxurious and magnificent building ship appeared.

Seeing this building ship, the entire Burial Soul Mountain was silent for a moment, and then an earth-shattering uproar erupted.

"It's the Ninth Princess's building ship, she's here!"

"That Jun Clan heaven's pride expert should also be inside!"

At this moment, all eyes were on them!

Amidst such attention, three figures walked out from the building ship.

They were exactly Within Jun Xiaoyao, Lang Huan, and Qin Xuan.

"It's actually true..."

When they saw the three walk out from a cabin on the building ship, many creatures were stunned.

The rumors were not false.

This high and mighty Demon Kingdom Ninth Princess had been completely conquered by the Jun Clan heaven's pride expert!

In an instant, various gazes filled with hostility and enmity pierced toward Within Jun Xiaoyao like needles.

The Heaven-Swallowing Python Clan's Mo Ling even had the feeling of being cuckolded to his face.

Although he had no relationship with Lang Huan.

Looking at the indignant Burial Earth creatures, Within Jun Xiaoyao's expression was as calm as water, saying indifferently, "Sure enough, beauty is a disaster. I didn't expect you to have such popularity in the Burial Earth."

Hearing this, Lang Huan gave Within Jun Xiaoyao a charming white look and said, "Hmph, that's because Young Master Jun is cruel enough to refuse this slave. Others can't even touch a finger of this slave."

"That's because they are all sycophants, and I am a human," Within Jun Xiaoyao said noncommittally.

And this interaction, in the eyes of outsiders, was no different from flirting.

"You outsider human, what qualifications do you have to stand by Lang Huan's side!"

Finally, Mo Ling couldn't hold back anymore and stood out to shout coldly, his snake eyes red as if dripping blood.

Within Jun Xiaoyao looked over indifferently, seeing Mo Ling's snake tail, and said, "So it's a scoundrel snake. Lang Huan, does this kind of creature have the qualifications to pursue you?"

Hearing this, Lang Huan was also somewhat secretly annoyed.

She also deeply loathed Mo Ling in her heart; for this kind of snake-man, she would only get goosebumps.

"Then Young Master Jun, help this slave shake off this scoundrel snake, okay?"

Lang Huan leaned forward, her delicate body's exquisite curves tightly pressed against Within Jun Xiaoyao's side, saying in an intimate, coquettish tone.

Seeing this scene, Mo Ling exploded!