[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body":3,"chapter-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-35":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting with the Wasteland Sacred Body",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2340842,4576,"Chapter 35","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-35",35,"\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A violent collision resounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dust rose everywhere, the heavens and earth trembled!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All guests fell silent, staring dumbfounded at the white-robed figure struck by the Dragon-Cutting Hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Long Haotian’s sudden attack had caught everyone off guard,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then Jun Xiaoyao’s lightning-fast reaction was even more astonishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what Long Haotian had unleashed was the supreme technique of the Ancestral Dragon Nest: the Dragon-Cutting Hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When such a grand technique was unleashed, even a royal weapon’s protection would suffer severe damage—let alone standing firm against it directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long Haotian had once used this grand technique to slay dozens of top prodigies from elite sects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shenzi!” Jun Xuehuang’s face turned pale in an instant, devoid of all color.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Jun Xiaoyao suffered serious injury or harm because of her, Jun Xuehuang would bear infinite guilt, death itself insufficient to atone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For her importance to the Jun Clan was nowhere near as great as Jun Xiaoyao’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiaoyao brother!” Jiang Luoli’s lovely face also paled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Rou, Jiang Shengyi, Jun Zhantian, and others all changed expression simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao was currently the most vital core figure among the Jun Clan’s younger generation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything happened to him, the consequences were unimaginable!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This… will the Jun Clan’s tenth-birthday banquet become a bloodbath?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Will the legend of the Jun Clan’s Shenzi end before it even begins?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All guests who had come to the banquet froze in expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this were true, the Jun Clan’s reputation would plummet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ancestral Dragon Nest, however, would rise to great fame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, heaven and earth fell deathly silent, countless eyes fixed upon the peerless white-robed figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh… that state… is wrong…” the elder of Daoji Tianzong murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Logically, struck by Long Haotian’s Dragon-Cutting Hand, one should not merely be thrown back bleeding—his body ought to be shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Jun Xiaoyao remained utterly motionless, his face expressionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only his deep, well-like pupils held extreme indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, everyone sensed something was amiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s reaction was too ordinary—he hadn’t even stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is the Shenzi merely forcing himself to endure?” some whispered inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet only Long Haotian himself could truly feel Jun Xiaoyao’s condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You… your flesh body…” Long Haotian’s dragon eyes brimmed with shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fist struck Jun Xiaoyao’s chest—and felt as if he’d hit ancient divine metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only did it fail to budge Jun Xiaoyao, his own palm throbbed from the recoil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remember, he was a dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dragon race’s flesh body was peerless in this age—this was the universal consensus of the Immortal Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now, Jun Xiaoyao simply stood there, letting him strike—and remained unharmed. How was this possible?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly; though he uttered no word of mockery,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it made Long Haotian’s face flush red with fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on? Are you too proud to admit injury, forcing yourself to suppress internal wounds?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the only possibility Long Haotian could conceive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh… you’re imagining things…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao spoke, and in his eyes flashed a cold, ruthless gleam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached out, seized the arm that had struck his chest, and unleashed all forty thousand giant-elephant micro-particles within him simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, four hundred million jin of monstrous power surged forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SSSHHH!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao twisted his wrist and yanked hard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid a scream of agony, Long Haotian’s arm was torn clean off by Jun Xiaoyao!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood sprayed, dragon blood splattered!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long Haotian reeled backward, clutching the severed stump, face pale with utter disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only Long Haotian—the entire hall fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This reversal was beyond anyone’s expectation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao had not only withstood Long Haotian’s Dragon-Cutting Hand unscathed—he had also, with brutal force, torn off Long Haotian’s arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could have foreseen this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jun Xiaoyao’s aura is steady—he shows no signs of injury,” said the elder of Daoji Tianzong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, leaders of many factions suddenly understood, and their gazes toward Jun Xiaoyao turned as if viewing a monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, across the Wild Heaven Immortal Realm, the prodigies capable of withstanding a single Dragon-Cutting Hand from a dragon prince of the Ancestral Dragon Nest were few and far between.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most importantly, Jun Xiaoyao hadn’t merely resisted or endured injury—he was completely unharmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Ancient Primordial Holy Body—even bound by heaven’s restrictions—is still this terrifying!” many young prodigies trembled inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shenzi…” Jun Xuehuang exhaled in relief, gazing at Jun Xiaoyao with gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You may step back. This mud-eel is mine.” Jun Xiaoyao said coolly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.” Jun Xuehuang bowed respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, she no longer seemed like the high-ranking Seventh Rank of the Jun Clan, but more like Jun Xiaoyao’s personal attendant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Jun Xiaoyao’s words, Long Haotian’s face turned ashen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clutching his severed stump, his eyes held caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he still underestimated Jun Xiaoyao now, he was truly a fool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath his skin, faint green light pulsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao had absorbed and refined Xiao Chen’s dragon qi, allowing him to form dragon-scale inner armor within his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Combined with his naturally formidable Ancient Primordial Holy Body, this allowed him to withstand Long Haotian’s Dragon-Cutting Hand without injury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t even bothered to activate the Mingshenshouhu  from the Great Elephant Subduing Hell Technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph, Jun Xiaoyao, I don’t know what trick you used to withstand this blow—but to think you’ve won already is naivety incarnate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long Haotian said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From within him surged a mighty, surging tide of blood qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, before the stunned eyes of all present,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the flesh at his severed arm stump began to writhe—and slowly regrew a new arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this even possible?” some young prodigies gaped in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was Long Haotian truly immortal?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No—even with dragon blood’s vigor, direct limb regeneration is impossible. At least, Long Haotian shouldn’t be able to do this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I see. Rumor says Long Haotian fused a Dragon Core—could it be because of that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now everyone understood: Long Haotian had leveraged the Dragon Core’s power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? A Dragon Core?” Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gazed at Long Haotian like a hunter fixing on prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze, Long Haotian’s fury blazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had always viewed humans as prey—how dare a human treat him as such?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long Haotian unleashed a punch, his blood qi surging like a tidal wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd seemed to hear a dragon’s roar—a colossal dragon phantom coiled around his fist, shattering space as it slammed toward Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power radiating from it was like a true dragon emerging, battling the heavens!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was another grand technique of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, famed alongside the Dragon-Cutting Hand: the Dragon Fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No wonder the Ancestral Dragon Nest’s dragon prince—his power is astonishing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With one move, Long Haotian silenced many of the younger generation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though they disliked his arrogance, his strength was undeniable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao’s lips curled into a cold smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached out, formed a divine seal, golden divine energy surging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, a colossal, sky-piercing figure seemed to materialize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That is…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many guests’ pupils shrank sharply—the overwhelming aura made their hairs stand on end, their bones chill with dread.\u003C\u002Fp>",1172,"2026-06-20T23:29:44.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c140891ee95bd09e15d28b99dde67a735c2b138d7887f8106b0f5b4898f2f4d0","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-36","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-34",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-cover.jpg"]