Chapter 3692

Back when the Vast Expanse Spirit Realm opened.

When Jun Xiaoyao faced the Xiao Tian Organization, he had already clashed with several Hegemon Clans.

Although at that time, he had conflicts with Hegemon Clans such as the War Clan, the Celestial Clan, and the Saint Spirit Clan.

But if one were to speak of the most intense conflict and the deepest grudge.

It would have to be the Saint Spirit Clan.

Jun Xiaoyao not only suppressed a group of Saint Spirit Clan powerhouses, including the Stone Man King and the Azure Gold Lion Spirit, in the Vast Expanse Spirit Realm.

He even used this to take back the origin of the Turbid Filth Derived Earth from the Saint Spirit Clan.

The origin of the Turbid Filth Derived Earth was the power of the earth and the essence of Xuanhuang.

For Saint Spirits like them, who were born and raised by heaven and earth, it held great significance.

Yet it was taken away by Jun Xiaoyao.

One could imagine how much the Saint Spirit Clan hated Jun Xiaoyao.

But because of Jun Xiaoyao's various identities and background, no matter how much the Saint Spirit Clan hated him, they could not mobilize their true power to deal with him.

Otherwise, even setting aside the Jun Clan, which was not in the Vast Expanse.

The Cloud Clan, the Heavenly Decree Immortal Dynasty, and other forces alone would be enough to give the Saint Spirit Clan a headache.

At this moment, the group from the Saint Spirit Clan entered the Dengxian Tower.

The Saint Spirit in the lead wore a black robe, and powerful soul fluctuations emerged around his body.

And he carried a chilling aura.

Those who were slightly closer could feel it from this Saint Spirit.

An aura that seemed capable of freezing even the Primordial Spirit and soul.

"That is... Saint Soul Ming; he has actually emerged into the world?"

"This is a peerless Saint Spirit who once cultivated in the Saint Spirit Ancestral Lake."

Seeing this black-robed Saint Spirit, some people's eyes revealed expressions of astonishment.

Previously, the ones walking outside from the Saint Spirit Clan were the Five Sons of the Saint Spirit.

But back in the Vast Expanse Spirit Realm, the Five Sons of the Saint Spirit had all been taught a lesson by Jun Xiaoyao.

Now their Dao hearts were shattered, and they were terrified of being refined into divine materials by Jun Xiaoyao.

And this black-robed Saint Spirit was not simple.

He came from the Saint Spirit Ancestral Lake.

It was rumored that the Saint Spirit Ancestral Lake was formed by the Dao-transformation of an ancient Saint Spirit of the Saint Spirit Clan whose strength was unimaginably powerful.

Within the Saint Spirit Ancestral Lake, there existed unimaginable Saint Spirit essence.

Only the most outstanding Saint Spirits of the Saint Spirit Clan were qualified to be baptized and cultivate within it.

This Saint Spirit Ancestral Lake of the Saint Spirit Clan was equivalent to the Dragon Island of the Ancestral Dragon Clan, the back mountain of the Sword Clan, and the Ancestral Realm of the Cloud Clan.

Any Saint Spirit who could walk out from it had some real skills.

"I heard that the true form of this Saint Soul Ming is a Nether Soul Stone that sank by the side of the Soul River, which finally gained intelligence and took human form; he is proficient in the Dao of the soul."

"As early as ten thousand years ago, he entered the Saint Spirit Ancestral Lake for baptism and cultivation; now that he has come out of seclusion, I wonder to what realm his strength has reached?"

Those who could occupy a seat in the Dengxian Tower were clearly peerless figures from various forces.

Yet at this moment, looking at Saint Soul Ming, they all carried a hint of deep wariness.

The group of Saint Spirits that entered cast their eyes first at Jun Xiaoyao, who was sitting in the core position.

Facing the entering Saint Spirit Clan, Jun Xiaoyao ignored them completely.

He picked up his wine cup, and Watching Ji Qingyi immediately filled it for him.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao completely ignore the entering Saint Spirit Clan.

The surrounding cultivators also sighed in secret.

Only Jun Xiaoyao had this courage and confidence.

Saint Soul Ming then cast his gaze toward Jun Xiaoyao.

In an instant, everyone felt an unimaginable soul power permeating out.

It was as if thousands of souls were clamoring.

Some cultivators who were slightly closer turned pale instantly, their Primordial Spirits trembling violently in their minds.

One had to know that they were only hit by a wisp of the aftermath.

What about Jun Xiaoyao, who was at the core?

Jun Xiaoyao's hand holding the wine cup paused slightly, and his eyes also carried a hint of coldness.

In his mind, three Flowers of the Great Dao swayed, and the Primordial Spirit of the Three Lives bloomed with endless light, eternally unmoved.

The incoming soul wave could not shake his Primordial Spirit of the Three Lives at all.

Rules manifested in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

Then, it seemed as if sword light emerged from his eyes, slashing toward Saint Soul Ming.

It was the manifestation of the profound meaning of the Three Lives God-Slaying Sword.

Boom!

Saint Soul Ming retreated several steps, and his pair of pitch-black eyes also flashed with a hint of surprise.

"In the territory of the Nishang Clan, and with the Fenghua Banquet about to be held, I do not wish to make things too ugly."

Jun Xiaoyao picked up his wine cup, took a small sip, and said indifferently.

After all, this was the Nishang Immortal City; if they were to start a major conflict, it would inevitably be disrespectful to the master of this place.

"Hmph..."

Saint Soul Ming snorted coldly.

However, in those eyes like the dark night, there was also a hint of wariness.

One had to know that his true form was a Nether Soul Stone by the side of the Soul River.

It could be said that the Dao of the soul was his greatest strength and specialty.

Yet in this superficial collision.

Jun Xiaoyao was not the slightest bit weaker than him in the Dao of the soul.

In other words, his strength had no advantage whatsoever against Jun Xiaoyao.

And what about Jun Xiaoyao?

As the well-known Chaos Body.

How could his physical body, divine abilities, and laws be any weaker than his Dao of the soul?

Therefore, although it was just a single collision, those with a discerning eye could see.

Saint Soul Ming did not have the slightest advantage.

He withdrew his gaze coldly.

The reason he left the Saint Spirit Ancestral Lake this time was also because people within the Saint Spirit Clan said.

Jun Xiaoyao was too arrogant, taking away the origin of the Turbid Filth Derived Earth and causing their Saint Spirit Clan to suffer heavy losses.

So they wanted him to come out of seclusion to get back at him.

But looking at it now, this did not seem to be an easy task.

Saint Soul Ming did not act rashly.

However, the gunpowder smell here had not yet completely extinguished.

Another commotion arose.

"The Celestial Clan, the Celestial Clan has arrived!"

"Hiss... has that Young Master Li Xuanqi, who fused with the Heaven's Mandate Stone, also come in person?"

The noise inside the tower resounded.

A group of people arrived in a grand manner.

It was the cultivators of the four branches of the Celestial Clan.

The man in the lead had a slender physique, a nimble figure, and an extraordinary demeanor.

Naturally, it was Li Xuanqi.

Beside him were the Earth-tier sequence Li Yunqing and a peerlessly beautiful woman in a black dress.

The arrival of the Celestial Clan attracted much attention.

After all, even among the Ten Hegemon Clans, the Celestial Clan was considered one of the most flourishing and powerful.

The four branches of the Celestial Clan were known as the Four Heavens.

Taken individually, the foundation of any single branch was extremely extraordinary.

And this Li Xuanqi was the pride of the Northern Yellow Heaven, the Li Clan; having fused with the Heaven's Mandate Stone, his reputation was also extraordinary.

The first thing Li Xuanqi did upon stepping into this top floor was to look toward Jun Xiaoyao.

But his gaze did not land on Jun Xiaoyao.

Instead, it fell upon the woman in green who was pouring wine for Jun Xiaoyao at his side.

Her face was like a painting, her skin like snow, her jade face bright and white, her beauty peerless.

The whole person carried an ethereal, elegant, and otherworldly aura, like a green lotus untainted by the mud.

It was none other than Watching Ji Qingyi.

And the crowd around, following Li Xuanqi's gaze, was slightly stunned.

They turned their heads back to look at the woman in the black dress beside Li Xuanqi, who was equally clear and peerless, only with an added touch of water-like charm.

Then they rubbed their eyes.

"What is going on? Is something wrong with my eyes?"

"How can the woman beside Young Master Jun look exactly the same as the woman in the black dress beside Young Master Li Xuanqi?"

"Could it be a spiritual incarnation? That's not right either..."

Many people present were muttering.

And beside Jun Xiaoyao, Watching Ji Qingyi's pupils, clear as crystal, also looked at the woman in the black dress.

"You really did come to attend the Fenghua Banquet." Watching Ji Qingyi said.

"Hehe, and you really did find Young Master Jun."

Watching Ji Qingyi's demonic incarnation also revealed a charming and coquettish smile.

Despite having the same peerless face, they derived completely different styles.

One was like an exiled immortal from the Moon Palace, the other like a soul-snatching witch.

Causing the atmosphere on the scene to become subtle.