Chapter 409

"That's right, I'm talking to you. The Immortal Ancient Dao Lake is a great opportunity of our Immortal Ancient world; if you outsiders want to enter, you must pay a toll."

The Lei Yuan tribe creature spoke with arrogant arrogance.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's aura was tightly contained, not outwardly revealed, so these Immortal Ancient creatures paid him no special attention.

But the petite girl's face froze, as if she had witnessed the most unbelievable sight.

She had once been fortunate enough to see Jun Xiaoyao and naturally knew his appearance.

"Could that be... the Jun Clan's Divine Son?" Other outsider prodigies also widened their eyes in shock.

Yet what shocked them even more was the stunningly beautiful woman following behind Jun Xiaoyao.

"That's Princess Long Ji of the Ancestral Dragon Nest—what's going on? Has the Divine Son subdued her?" Many outsider prodigies felt bewildered.

On this side, watching these arrogant and unruly Immortal Ancient creatures, Jun Xiaoyao still wore a smile.

He turned his head and said coolly, "Princess Long Ji, these little pests don't need the master to lift a finger."

Princess Long Ji's expression stiffened.

Did Jun Xiaoyao really treat her like a mount or servant?

But remembering she had followed him of her own accord, Princess Long Ji had no words to refute him.

Her beautiful eyes turned toward the group of Immortal Ancient creatures.

Upon recognizing these creatures as the four tribes that had attacked her, Princess Long Ji's killing intent surged violently.

She vented all her anger toward Jun Xiaoyao onto this group of Immortal Ancient creatures.

"You blind fools, die before this princess!"

Princess Long Ji unleashed her True God Realm Minor Perfection aura and thrust her jade hand forward.

A pale blue dragon claw tore through the void, as if capable of ripping it apart, descending to crush the group of Immortal Ancient creatures.

"True God Realm Minor Perfection!"

The group of Immortal Ancient creatures turned pale instantly.

Though their cultivation was slightly higher than the outsider prodigies, they were only at True God Realm Early to Mid-stage—utterly incapable of blocking Princess Long Ji's attack.

Especially since Princess Long Ji struck with full fury and no restraint—they stood no chance.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Under the crushing force of the Reverse Dragon Palm, the bodies of these Immortal Ancient creatures exploded like watermelons, spraying blood and flesh.

Princess Long Ji killed the entire group with a single strike.

Undeniably, her strength was formidable.

Looking at the scattered corpses, Princess Long Ji exhaled deeply, her fury somewhat calmed.

She cast a cold, icy glance at Jun Xiaoyao, said nothing, and crossed her slender arms over her chest, embodying the image of a frosty beauty.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled but said nothing.

At this moment, the group of outsider prodigies all turned toward Jun Xiaoyao.

The petite girl gathered her courage, stepped forward, and bowed to Jun Xiaoyao. "Thank you, Divine Son, for saving us."

"Do you know me?" Jun Xiaoyao said coolly.

"I once saw you from afar in Nantian City."

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's gaze upon her, the petite girl's face flushed red, her heart pounding rapidly.

"Earlier I only saw you from afar, but up close—you're even more handsome..." the petite girl thought inwardly.

"Hmm, you're safe now. You may enter the Immortal Ancient Dao Lake," Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"If not for the Divine Son's righteous intervention, we would have faced great trouble today," the petite girl said gratefully.

Beside them, Princess Long Ji raised a delicate eyebrow.

She was the one who annihilated these Immortal Ancient creatures—why was all the credit going to Jun Xiaoyao?

Did Jun Xiaoyao even move a single finger?

"They brought it upon themselves—ran straight into the blade. No need to fear Immortal Ancient creatures," Jun Xiaoyao said carefree.

Had these Immortal Ancient creatures not blocked his path, Jun Xiaoyao wouldn't have bothered with such trivial matters.

They simply had bad luck.

Jun Xiaoyao and his group departed.

The other outsider prodigies then approached, their eyes filled with reverence.

"No wonder he's the Jun Clan's Divine Son—so dominant even within the Immortal Ancient world."

"Yes, didn't you see Princess Long Ji of the Ancestral Dragon Nest? She followed him like a maid."

"Heh, earlier they opposed the Divine Son—now they're probably tamed."

"I'm truly envious of Princess Long Ji—if only I could stand beside the Divine Son," the petite girl said with longing.

"Enough. Let's enter the Immortal Ancient world. With the Divine Son leading the way, can these Immortal Ancient creatures still be arrogant?"

The group of outsider prodigies, invigorated, entered the Immortal Ancient Dao Lake.

After formally entering the Immortal Ancient Dao Lake region, Jun Xiaoyao did not stop.

The small Dao Lakes in the outer region held no interest for Jun Xiaoyao.

The hundred-zhang Dao Lakes in the middle region were equally beneath his notice.

The thousand-zhang Dao Lakes in the inner region—he might glance at them, but nothing more.

Only the ten-thousand-zhang Dao Lake in the core region truly interested Jun Xiaoyao.

And at the same moment, within the inner region of the Immortal Ancient Dao Lake, beside a thousand-zhang Dao Lake:

The air was thick with tension.

Two women stood beside the lake, facing off against a large group of creatures.

One woman wore a pale blue tasseled long gown, her black hair bound by an ice-blue phoenix hairpin.

Her entire aura was cold and flawless, like a beauty carved from ice.

She was Jun Xuehuang, the Seventh Sequence of the Jun Clan, bearing the Ice Spirit Body.

Beside her, standing shoulder to shoulder, was a woman dressed in red, her face delicate and alluring, radiating a natural seductiveness.

She was Jun Xiyu, the Eighth Sequence of the Jun Clan, born with a seductive physique.

At this moment, both women's faces bore a cold, lethal intensity.

Their eyes, filled with fury, locked onto the large group of creatures before them.

Among them were Ancient Royal Clan creatures and Immortal Ancient race creatures.

"This lake is already claimed by our Jun Clan. Leave now," Jun Xuehuang said coldly, her voice sharp.

"Heh, order us to leave? On what grounds? Does your Jun Clan still command any fear?"

A burly man with ox horns and black fur covering his body sneered.

He was the top prodigy of the Ox Demon Mountain, Ancient Royal Clan—Niu Dali.

Ox Demon Mountain was one of the vassal forces of the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

"Exactly! These days, your Jun Clan isn't faring well in the Immortal Ancient world. Even your relied-upon Jun Clan Divine Son hasn't come to the Immortal Ancient world."

A woman with purple-black lips and alluring features spoke in a mocking tone.

She was from the Ancient Royal Clan's Spider Cave, named Zhu Meiren, another formidable top prodigy.

Hearing her words, both women's eyes flared with anger.

After entering the Immortal Ancient world, the Ten Sequences of their Jun Clan had faced unprecedented targeting.

Three of the Ten Sequences had perished.

Of course, Jun Lingcang, Jun Wushuang, and others had slaughtered a number of Ancient Royal Clan and Fallen God Palace prodigies.

But this could not obscure the fact that the Jun Clan was being targeted.

As the saying goes: great trees attract wind.

"Two beauties, face reality. If you surrender peacefully, perhaps we won't kill you," said a young man with snake-like, narrow eyes.

His gaze swept over the two women, filled with repulsive, filthy desire.

He was a prodigy of the Ancient Royal Clan's Snake Emperor Valley, named Jiumu.

His strength surpassed both Niu Dali of Ox Demon Mountain and Zhu Meiren of Spider Cave, nearly matching the former Golden Wing Xiaopeng King of Jialuo Sacred Mountain.

Feeling the hostility from these three Ancient Royal Clan prodigies, Jun Xuehuang and Jun Xiyu's expressions turned cold and grim.

If it were only these three Ancient Royal Clan prodigies, they might still fight back.

But the problem was—the Immortal Ancient race creatures were watching, ready to pounce.