Chapter 41: The hope of the Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao, Long Aotian, Ye Xingyun

Within Jun Xiaoyao's tenth-birthday banquet came to an end amidst such ups and downs of shock.

The sect masters, elders, and young heaven-defying talents of major factions, when leaving the Jun Clan, still hadn't lost the shock and exclamation on their faces.

In their view, what they saw at the Jun Clan this time simply shocked their souls.

Especially the Jun Clan Divine Child, simply like a young Great Emperor, possessing invincible spirit.

Whether it was the Ye Clan's Star King Body or the Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao's Dragon Son, in his hands, they were all like soft persimmons, kneaded at will.

Some young heaven-defying talents, when comparing themselves with the Jun Clan Divine Child, couldn't help but sigh and despair.

Ancient Desolate Huanggu Shengti plus Supreme Bone, Within Jun Xiaoyao's talent could no longer be described as monstrous; he simply had the posture of a natural Great Emperor.

With Within Jun Xiaoyao here, in this era, where else was there a place for others?

Even some older generation figures were sighing that with Within Jun Xiaoyao's current cultivation speed, in a few more years, wouldn't he surpass them, these old seniors?

Of course, besides Within Jun Xiaoyao, the performance of Jun Zhangjian and Jun Xuehuang was also not bad, killing the Primordial Royal Clan's heaven-defying talents at will.

And the most shocking was naturally the Jun Clan's Eighteenth Dongxuan Laozu, who had never appeared from beginning to end.

An ancestor-level figure buried in the Jun Clan's Ancestral Shrine for countless years.

Three swords destroyed the Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao's quasi-Supreme, making a group of people shocked to the point of death.

Everyone knew that after this tenth-birthday banquet, the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain, which had been calm for a long time, was afraid it would be surging with wind and clouds.

Not long after the Jun Clan banquet ended.

Far away in the Hongzhou region, in the base camp of the Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao, there was a roar and dragon chant that shook the universe and shook down the stars.

All living things in Hongzhou felt a vast heavenly might that was about to destroy the world.

"It's the supreme Supreme of the Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao; why is he angry?" some living things in Hongzhou said with pale faces.

The news of the Jun Clan banquet would take some time to spread, so they didn't know about this matter yet.

Inside the Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao, many powerful divine senses were communicating.

"Calm the thunder for now; what is the use of being so angry? Are you going to kill the Jun Clan?"

"That little Jun Clan bastard dared to kill the Dragon Son of my lineage; he must be executed!"

"And that Jun Eighteen, he actually dared to kill You Long. Does he really not fear my Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao at all?"

The previously angry voice said coldly.

"Jun Eighteen, he is a madman; wanting to kill him is too difficult..."

"Should we tell Aotian about this?" another Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao powerhouse transmitted a divine sense.

"No need, Long Aotian is in seclusion refining the fifth Long Yuan. Once he refines seven Dragon Origins, plus the Emperor Dragon Blood, he will be enough to push across the younger generation of the Immortal Domain. Even that Jun Clan Divine Child can be killed at will!"

"Good, this Venerable is waiting for the day Aotian kills the Jun Clan Divine Child!"

"And the Jun Clan, one day we will definitely make them pay with blood!"

On the other side, in the void, a divine bird pulled a chariot and flew past.

Inside the carriage, a youth in a blue shirt with sword-like brows and star-like eyes woke up faintly.

It was Ye Xingyun.

"Hiss... so painful..."

Ye Xingyun moved his body and felt like he was about to fall apart, his face turning white with pain.

"Young Master, you're awake," Fu Bo said from the side.

"I am..." Ye Xingyun was dazed for a long time, and finally recalled everything at the banquet.

A thick sense of humiliation permeated his heart.

As a heaven-defying talent of the Ancient Desolate Ye Clan, when had Ye Xingyun ever suffered such a loss?

Not to mention losing face in front of his goddess.

"Within Jun Xiaoyao..." Ye Xingyun gritted his teeth, his fists clenched, his knuckles turning white.

"Young Master, that Jun Clan Divine Child cannot be provoked. This old slave got news that the Divine Child not only has the Ancient Desolate Huanggu Shengti, but also naturally contains a Supreme Bone, and even the Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao's Dragon Son was easily killed by him," Fu Bo sighed.

"What, there is such a thing!?" Ye Xingyun was stunned, simply unable to believe his ears.

When Within Jun Xiaoyao fought him, he actually hid his strength, and didn't even unleash the Supreme Bone.

Ye Xingyun felt a sense of humiliation even more; Within Jun Xiaoyao didn't put him in his eyes at all.

"Hateful..." Ye Xingyun was both resentful and ashamed.

Suddenly, a blurry memory flashed in his mind.

He seemed to see a magnificent star palace, and a magnificent figure draped in the sun, moon, and stars, with his back to him.

"What is that? Is it a dream, or is it..." Ye Xingyun murmured in his heart.

He knew that in this world, there were reincarnations of Sages, and even reincarnations of Great Emperors.

Those reincarnated heaven-defying talents were the ones who truly opened the cheat, their vision and cultivation far exceeding ordinary heaven-defying talents.

For example, their Ancient Desolate Ye Clan's forbidden heaven-defying talent, Ye Guchen, was rumored to be the reincarnation of the Primordial Sword Demon, Dugu Wubai.

That Sword Demon, in historical records, once killed a quasi-Emperor with the Emperor-Killing Sword, fierce as hell.

"Could it be that I am like Ye Guchen, the reincarnation of some supreme powerhouse, and that star palace is the opportunity and treasure left for me?" Ye Xingyun thought in his heart.

This possibility was very high.

As time passed, he would awaken more memories, and then it wouldn't be impossible for him to find that star palace and inherit all the opportunities of that supreme powerhouse.

"Within Jun Xiaoyao, the wind and water take turns; after I awaken my memories, I can rise strongly."

"And Luoli, I will make you understand who is the one most worthy of you!"

Ye Xingyun was reinvigorated; he felt he was about to take off!

And on the Jun Clan side.

Within Jun Xiaoyao, who had finished the banquet, was being crazily harassed by Jiang Luoli.

Clearly, she should have returned to the Jiang Clan, but Jiang Luoli insisted on not leaving.

The girl Ye Xingyun dreamed of getting, on Within Jun Xiaoyao's side, turned into a dog-skin plaster that couldn't be shaken off.

"Brother Xiaoyao, do you lack a maid to serve tea and water?"

"Linglong is here."

"Brother Xiaoyao, do you lack a maid to wash clothes and fold quilts?"

"Linglong is here."

"Brother Xiaoyao, do you lack a maid to warm the bed?"

"Linglong... cough, what are you talking about?" Within Jun Xiaoyao coughed dryly, annoyed.

Finally, even Jiang Rou started urging marriage.

"Mother, the Eighteenth Dongxuan Laozu still wants to see me, I'll take my leave first." Within Jun Xiaoyao couldn't stand the harassment and noise of a group of women and directly slipped away.

"Hmph, Brother Xiaoyao, Luoli will not give up!" Jiang Luoli said, clenching her pink fists, simply like a little fan girl chasing a star.

On this side, Within Jun Xiaoyao also came to the deepest part of the Jun Clan's ancestral land and saw the Eighteenth Dongxuan Laozu.

The Eighteenth Dongxuan Laozu in a gray robe, with white hair, sat in the void.

Around him, it seemed as if the sun and moon were rotating, living things were dying, the heavens were collapsing, and the stars were reversing.

His breath was unimaginably strong, making people feel as if they were facing heaven.

No wonder he possessed the ability to destroy a quasi-Supreme in three swords.

Within Jun Xiaoyao sighed secretly; none of the Jun Clan ancestors were simple people.

Not to mention, like the Eighteenth Dongxuan Laozu, who was so powerful, the Jun Clan seemed to have seventeen others!

Seeing Within Jun Xiaoyao arrive, the Eighteenth Dongxuan Laozu's old face rarely revealed a smile.

"Very good!" the Eighteenth Dongxuan Laozu said.

Clearly, he was praising Within Jun Xiaoyao's performance at the tenth-birthday banquet.

Defeating Ye Xingyun was one thing, but tearing the Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao's Dragon Son apart with bare hands was definitely giving the Jun Clan face.

"I don't know why the ancestor asked the junior to come, what is the matter?" Within Jun Xiaoyao bowed slightly and said calmly.

Facing the Eighteenth Dongxuan Laozu, even some elders would be trembling with fear and very cautious.

But Within Jun Xiaoyao was calm and composed.

This made the Eighteenth Dongxuan Laozu even more satisfied.

Ancient Desolate Huanggu Shengti plus Supreme Bone, his talent was absolutely nothing to say.

But what was even more rare was that Within Jun Xiaoyao's temperament was so steady and composed, not at all like a ten-year-old youth.

"Don't you want to learn the Immortal-Slaughtering Sword Art?" the Eighteenth Dongxuan Laozu said with a faint smile.

Within Jun Xiaoyao's eyes lit up. ===== CHAPTER 42 =====