Chapter 384: Seizing the Source of Dao, Slaying the Tianlan Imperial Prince with a Wave of the Hand—The Shock of All

"Good, I claim this Source of Dao."

Jun Xiaoyao stood with his back to the Princes of Tianlan, his gaze fixed on the Source of Dao above the pool, nodding in satisfaction.

Upon hearing this, the Princes of Tianlan and others instantly changed expression.

They had fought so long with Lei Mingyuan precisely for these five clusters of the Source of Dao.

And now someone dared to intercept them mid-process?

How could they tolerate this?

"I am Prince of the Ancient Tianlan Kingdom. Brother, aren't you being a bit too domineering?" the Prince of Tianlan said darkly.

"Do you dare call me brother? Are you even worthy?"

Jun Xiaoyao didn't even deign to respond to the Princes of Tianlan; he stepped forward directly to claim the five clusters of the Source of Dao.

As for Lei Mingyuan, he stood frozen in place, motionless.

Because he had just seen Jun Xiaoyao's face.

Though veiled by faint divine radiance, Lei Mingyuan recognized him instantly.

"J-u-n... J-u-n... J-u-n..." Lei Mingyuan's tongue stumbled, overwhelmed by shock.

It felt as if a figure from legend had suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Anyone would be stunned.

Even Lei Mingyuan, a prodigy of Lei Di Mountain, was but a minor player before a legend like Jun Xiaoyao.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao advance to claim the Source of Dao, the Princes of Tianlan and the others felt murderous intent rise within them.

Without another word, the five Xuanshen-tier prodigies struck again.

"Imperial Dragon Qi Art!"

The Prince of Tianlan's body erupted in golden dragon qi, forming a spectral golden dragon that surged through the air toward Jun Xiaoyao.

The other four prodigies also unleashed their full power; powerful ripples swept across the entire valley.

"Watch out!" Lei Mingyuan couldn't help crying out.

Jun Xiaoyao frowned slightly.

He turned around, unleashing his True God Realm peak cultivation base.

His aura exploded like a volcanic eruption, causing the entire valley to tremble.

"This... this aura... True God Realm? You are..."

When sensing this terrifying aura, the Prince of Tianlan went numb.

Then, seeing Jun Xiaoyao's face—cold, radiant with divine light—he was struck as if by lightning, utterly stunned.

"No... impossible... I must be dreaming... J-u-n... Jun Clan's Divine Son..."

The Prince of Tianlan and the other four prodigies were all dumbfounded.

They had never imagined Jun Xiaoyao would appear.

"Didn't the Jun Clan's Divine Son not come to the Immortal Ancient World? And his cultivation level doesn't make sense either..." another prodigy trembled.

Never mind why Jun Xiaoyao had suddenly appeared in the Immortal Ancient World.

His cultivation level was wrong.

Just earlier, he had been publicly known as only a Wanghou of Tongtian Realm.

And recently, he had entered the Burial Land—under such conditions, merely surviving was a miracle; cultivation advancement was nearly impossible.

We've been here in the Immortal Ancient World for so long; by cultivation standards, we should easily surpass Jun Xiaoyao.

Then what is this True God Realm peak aura?

The ultimate techniques they unleashed never even reached Jun Xiaoyao—they were nullified by his magical power immunity.

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze was cold.

Insects are always annoying.

Seeing the fleeting kill intent in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, the Princes of Tianlan and the others felt their hairs stand on end and hastily cried out.

"We beg the Divine Son's mercy! We didn't know it was you, please..."

But before they could finish their plea, Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand.

Lightning coiled between his five fingers, sparks flying.

Thunderous power erupted, coalescing into countless thunderous stars that shot toward the Princes of Tianlan and the others.

The five Xuanshen-tier prodigies were instantly struck, reduced to five charred corpses falling to the ground.

The entire valley fell instantly into deathly silence.

Only Lei Mingyuan's breathing was rapid and ragged, his eyes filled with unparalleled shock.

It wasn't just because Jun Xiaoyao had slain the Princes of Tianlan with a mere gesture.

It was because of the technique he had used!

"Lei Di's Great Divine Art—and its power far exceeds what I can muster..." Lei Mingyuan drew a deep breath.

Had he not known Jun Xiaoyao's identity, he might have thought an ancestral elder of Lei Di Mountain had slipped in.

No!

Even Lei Di Mountain's ancestral elders could not have perfected Lei Di's Great Divine Art to this degree.

Lei Mingyuan trembled with excitement.

He didn't know how Jun Xiaoyao could wield Lei Di's Great Divine Art.

But he had a gut feeling: Jun Xiaoyao might possess the complete Lei Di's Great Divine Art!

This was of immense importance to Lei Di Mountain!

Meanwhile, beside the Immortal Ancient Mirror,

all the powerful figures of every faction were stunned.

The Prince of Tianlan's monarch, who had been smiling moments ago, now stood frozen, as if his soul had been stolen.

The elders of Lei Di Mountain, whose faces had been gloomy moments before, now wore expressions of astonishment.

"Did I see that right? Was that... Jun Clan's Divine Son?"

"Yes, it's Jun Clan's Divine Son. He actually appeared in the Immortal Ancient World?"

"No, you should be focusing on his cultivation—he's reached True God Realm?"

When they saw that peerless white-robed figure, every faction around the Immortal Ancient Mirror erupted in uproar.

As if witnessing an impossible marvel.

On the Jun Clan's side, Jun Zhantian and the clan elders first narrowed their eyes, then burst into loud laughter.

"Hah! Xiaoyao has not disappointed us! What do you have to say now?"

Jun Zhantian laughed heartily, then turned with mocking tone toward the Ancient Imperial Clans.

The elders of Ancestral Dragon Nest, Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, and Qilin Ancient Cave all wore faces as dark as soot.

They had never expected Jun Xiaoyao to return.

And his cultivation surpassed everyone's expectations.

"True God Realm? How? For Jun Clan's Divine Son to survive the Burial Land was already miraculous—how could he have advanced so much?"

Due to the separation between the Burial Land and the Huangtian Immortal Realm, news from the Burial Land did not reach the Huangtian Immortal Realm quickly.

Thus, no one knew what Jun Xiaoyao had endured in the Burial Land.

"Excellent. With Xiaoyao here, he can avenge our Jun Clan." Some Jun Clan elders' eyes glinted coldly.

Previously, three Jun Clan sequence members had perished—slain by the Ancient Imperial Clans and the Fallen God Palace.

Of course, Jun Lingcang and other sequence members had retaliated, killing many from the Ancient Imperial Clans and the Fallen God Palace.

Yet even so, the Jun Clan had still faced targeted hostility within the Immortal Ancient World.

The Jun Clan needed a figure to turn the tide.

Without doubt, Jun Xiaoyao was the perfect choice.

"I can already see the blood rain flooding the Immortal Ancient World..." some elder masters of major factions sighed.

With Jun Xiaoyao's domineering nature, once he learned of the Jun Clan's plight, he would surely unleash slaughter.

Only now did the Immortal Ancient World truly become interesting.