Chapter 369

At this moment, the entire Grave World's Tomb of Ten Thousand Spirits was silent.

Not a single sound could be heard.

All the creatures of the Grave Land who had come to watch the spectacle had become as mute as if their tongues had been cut out.

Who knew they had come to witness Jun Xiaoyao's downfall?

Yet they had instead witnessed the demise of nine Grave Emperors!

Had they not seen it with their own eyes, not a single creature of the Grave Land would have believed this was real.

Those were the Grave Emperors, lofty and supreme, overseeing the rise and fall of the Grave Land.

And yet they had been slaughtered as easily as chopping melons and slicing vegetables.

Every creature of the Grave Land now felt their scalps prickling, their hearts sinking into icy pits, chilled to the bone.

Jun Xiaoyao, alone, had swept away the Ten Lesser Kings—his divine prince's might was unmatched!

And Li Xin, likewise alone, had slain nine Grave Emperors in succession—his demon lord's momentum shook the entire Grave Land!

Are both of them really this terrifying?

"Too strong—truly too strong," Lang Huan's heart trembled.

She did not tremble from witnessing Li Xin's demonic might, but from Jun Xiaoyao.

The reason was simple.

Li Xin fought for Jun Xiaoyao!

That meant Jun Xiaoyao was the root cause behind the deaths of the nine Grave Emperors!

A man who not only possessed immense personal strength but could also summon such terrifying forces to fight for him.

Lang Huan was utterly conquered.

Only a man like Jun Xiaoyao had the right to fully conquer her and win her heart.

Compared to Jun Xiaoyao, even the most outstanding prodigies were like clay chickens and earthen dogs—mean and insignificant.

Jun Xiaoyao's threat had been temporarily lifted.

The reason it was only temporary was that hidden in the shadows, some Grave Emperors still watched.

But that was not the main issue; the main issue was Li Xin's condition—he seemed unwell.

He had dispelled his Demon God Transformation; his old wounds had burst open, and a trickle of blood dripped from his lips.

After all, Li Xin's hidden injuries were severe, and having used his strength again, it was impossible for him to remain unharmed.

"Senior Li Xin, your wounds…" Jun Xiaoyao frowned.

"No issue. I, Li Xin, may not be able to handle the terrifying beings deep within the Grave World, but as for these Grave Emperors of the Ten Domains of the Grave Land—I'll kill them one by one!"

Li Xin deliberately spoke these threatening words, his gaze sweeping toward the distance.

Instantly, the hidden aura of the Grave Emperors concealed in the shadows all retracted.

Clearly, not a single Grave Emperor wished to step forward at this moment.

Moreover, the Grave World was about to break its seal.

Not to mention the great terrors deep within the Grave World.

Even just the Grave Land elders sealed beneath the Tomb of Ten Thousand Spirits would be enough to give Li Xin a hard time.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed as he looked at Li Xin's wounds.

Suddenly, he raised his hand, his bloodlines surging, until a single brilliant golden drop of blood forced itself from his palm.

This blood seemed to contain vigorous life force, carrying the unique secret power of the Ancient Holy Body.

"Young Master, you're…?" Li Xin's expression grew tense.

"This is the essence blood of the Ancient Holy Body—it should aid your body's hidden injuries," Jun Xiaoyao said.

The Ancient Holy Body itself could be regarded as a supreme flesh-and-blood elixir.

Each drop of blood was incredibly precious.

Especially so for concentrated essence blood.

Added to that, Jun Xiaoyao was an Ancient Holy Body who had shattered ten chains.

Thus, the essence blood he condensed was even more dense and pure in energy.

It should aid Li Xin's physical recovery.

"Young Master, this cannot be…" Li Xin began to refuse, but then saw Jun Xiaoyao's unyielding gaze.

That gaze was deep and resolute.

For a moment, it seemed to show Li Xin his former lord.

That gaze was nearly identical.

"Thank you, Young Master, for your grace!"

Li Xin said nothing more, silently accepted it, and immediately began to refine it.

A vigorous force of life surged within Li Xin's body.

His physical condition stabilized quickly.

His hidden injuries were not fully healed, but at least they would not worsen.

"Young Master, please leave. The Grave World is about to turn upside down," Li Xin said gravely.

Even he, a Minor Heavenly Sovereign, showed such an expression—clearly the situation was dire.

The entire Wheel of Life and Rebirth was the core of the Grave World's seal.

Now damaged, if unrepaired, the seal would collapse.

Yet even Li Xin, at this moment, lacked the ability to repair the seal.

If the Grave World broke free, the first to suffer would surely be Jun Xiaoyao and his companions.

Then it would be the Jun Clan.

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze grew deep. "Senior Li Xin… is my father stationed deep within the Grave World?"

Even with Jun Xiaoyao's calm nature, his heart gave a slight leap as he asked.

After all, from birth until now, Jun Xiaoyao had never seen this so-called father.

He was no longer in the mortal world, yet legends of him never faded.

"Yes… and no," Li Xin replied.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed in confusion.

What did that mean?

"The Jun Clan did not tell you because they did not want you to bear such heavy pressure yet. When the time comes, you will naturally know everything," Li Xin said.

Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly and did not press Li Xin further.

"But one thing is certain—our lord… is a hero," Li Xin said, his voice deep and resolute.

Jun Xiaoyao sighed softly. "Heroes never live long. If I could choose, I'd rather my father were a tyrant."

Jun Xiaoyao was not the selfless kind of hero.

On the contrary, his nature leaned cold and selfish—he only did what benefited himself.

Of course, greater power meant greater responsibility.

If one day Jun Xiaoyao grew strong enough to scorn all rules,

then saving the world as an afterthought would not be unthinkable.

But now, the most important matter was the Grave World's seal.

"Young Master, please leave," Li Xin bowed.

He himself would not depart—he would remain here forever.

"Young Master, let's go," A Jiu also arrived beside Jun Xiaoyao.

Under these circumstances, even Li Xin was powerless.

Jun Xiaoyao could change nothing.

"It seems the Jun Clan's Divine Prince is leaving."

"Of course he must leave—would he stay to be slaughtered by the Grave World's sealed elders?" whispered the watching Grave Land creatures.

Under these circumstances, Jun Xiaoyao could not possibly stay.

Not only were the soon-to-be-freed Grave World elders a threat, but even the hidden Grave Emperors lurking in the shadows hated him with a vengeance.

If given the chance, they would not hesitate to strike.

"Leave? Why leave? I intend to cultivate and break through inside the Wheel of Life and Rebirth," Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

He had already decided before this—he would cultivate within the Wheel of Life and Rebirth.

In the Immortal Ancient World, such opportunities were exceedingly rare; Jun Xiaoyao would never let this one slip away.

"Young Master, please reconsider," Li Xin urged.

This was no time for bravado.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled and shook his head.

He would never play the hero.

He would never risk his life for empty showmanship.

"What if I said I could reseal the Grave World?"

As Jun Xiaoyao spoke, the already silent environment became utterly still—not even a pin could drop.

"The Jun Clan's Divine Prince… said he can reseal the Grave World?" The Grave Land creatures stared, dumbfounded.