Chapter 4132

Everyone knew what the three words "Jun Jun Xiaoyao" meant in the current Vast Starry Sky.

Even the many clans in the Demon Court were deeply wary of Jun Jun Xiaoyao.

Knowing that he was definitely a troublesome person.

Even that high and mighty Demon Court Crown Prince had to treat him with caution.

But now?

Their Dream Tapir tribe had just courted death like this, provoking someone.

In the Vast Starry Sky, the person with the greatest identity and background, the highest, and the one most not to be provoked.

This was no longer just being an idiot.

This was courting one's own death, and there was no living through it!

"What, he is from the Jun Clan?!"

And the four ancient ancestors of the Dream Tapir tribe who heard this.

Also had their pupils shake.

They had been in seclusion for countless years in the space deep within the Dream Tapir tribe's ancestral land.

Naturally, they did not know Jun Jun Xiaoyao.

But they knew the Jun Clan.

And the impression was too profound.

At this moment, the expressions of the four ancient ancestors sank to the extreme.

No wonder this young man could casually call over five supreme Emperors.

No wonder even a near-god level supreme figure was willing to strike for him.

Before, they were very puzzled.

One near-god level, five supreme Emperors.

How could this be a lineup that a young junior could casually find?

But now, the truth was revealed!

For others, it was an impossible thing to do.

But for the Jun Clan, it was not a difficult matter.

And this truth made the four ancient ancestors surge with anger.

But not at Jun Jun Xiaoyao.

"Damn it, what on earth have you done!"

Even a supreme Emperor like Ancient Ancestor You Li could not help but curse and roar.

Indeed, the four of them emerging could settle many things.

But the problem was, you damn idiots provoked the Jun Clan!

Back then, even the vast Demon Court was bullied by the Jun Clan, who came to their door to slap their faces.

Now, his mere Dream Tapir tribe, how dared they provoke the Jun Clan?

Courting death was not done like this.

"You bunch of good-for-nothing wastrels!"

The other ancient ancestors, You Ze, You Xing, and others, were also trembling with anger.

These unfilial descendants had provoked an enemy they could not afford to provoke, and then had to wake them up to clean up the mess.

How were they supposed to deal with this?

And the Dream Tapir tribe leader and the Great Elder had their expressions sink to the extreme, their faces ashen!

They did not know the situation either.

Afterward, their gazes were all filled with rage.

Looking at one person.

It was none other than the Dream Tapir tribe's Young Master, You Lan, who was kneeling on the ground.

It could be said that the source of all this.

Came from You Lan, who had captured that woman.

Otherwise, none of the following things would have happened.

And upon learning Jun Jun Xiaoyao's true identity, You Lan felt as if his heart had stopped.

His face was deathly pale, his whole body numb.

It could be said that he never dreamed.

That he had just casually suppressed a demon woman, how could it be related to a figure like Jun Jun Xiaoyao?

"You actually have a relationship with Jun Jun Xiaoyao..."

You Lan's thinking seemed to have slowed down, his gaze looking at Yan Yan Rumeng.

A demon woman he thought was a rogue cultivator with no background.

Was actually related to Jun Jun Xiaoyao, who was currently the most prominent, highest-status, and known as the number one person of the younger generation in the Vast Starry Sky.

This was impossible to imagine even if one racked their brains!

And You Han, who was on the side, could not help but be scared to tears, her delicate body trembling like chaff.

They had actually provoked such a figure.

Courting death was not enough to describe it.

Seeing the miserable state of these two.

Yan Yan Rumeng also did not expect it.

It seemed that Jun Jun Xiaoyao's prestige and status in the Vast Starry Sky.

Far exceeded her imagination.

And what made You Lan even harder to accept was.

Many gazes, filled with anger, coldness, and hatred.

Like sharp arrows piercing his heart, aimed at him.

But not from the enemy, but from the Dream Tapir tribesmen.

"You Lan, look at the good deed you've done, what you've brought upon our tribe!"

"You Lan, you are truly unforgivable, dying ten thousand times would not be enough!"

"Our Dream Tapir tribe has been ruined by you!"

"I don't want to die, if you want to die, go die yourself!"

Countless angry words and vicious curses were directed at You Lan.

At this moment, You Lan was no longer the high-status Young Master of the Dream Tapir tribe.

But had become a castaway spurned by everyone.

Even a Dream Tapir tribe elder could not help but shout loudly.

"Young Master Jun, it was this You Lan who provoked you."

"Our tribe is willing to hand over You Lan, to be sliced into a thousand pieces, at your disposal!"

Hearing these resolute and cruel words, You Lan's heart felt like withered wood, his face ashen.

Back then, when he brought Yan Yan Rumeng and the Great Dream Divine Stone back to the Dream Tapir tribe.

These tribesmen did not say it like that.

They were all praising him for being worthy of being the Young Master, able to bring such a great opportunity to the Dream Tapir tribe.

Now, one thought is heaven, one.

Thought is hell.

You Lan's Dao heart was completely shattered.

His entire body, from his seven orifices, was overflowing with blood.

The heart within his body was shattered.

Even the Primordial Spirit in his mind was like cracked porcelain, full of cracks, tottering, as if about to be extinguished.

This was the most serious situation of a shattered Dao heart.

Not to mention the path of cultivation being cut off, even the path of life was about to be cut off.

And You Han, on the side, directly bowed down and kowtowed to Yan Yan Rumeng.

"Miss Yan Rumeng, I'm sorry, it was my fault."

"It was all You Lan, he instigated me to treat you like this, one playing the good cop, one playing the bad cop, letting me be the villain."

"Then he would say nice things to gain your trust."

"It really has nothing to do with me, it was all him!"

You Han kowtowed while crying, her cheeks still swollen high.

There was no longer half the appearance of a Dream Tapir tribe princess.

The high and mighty, venomous, and mean attitude she had toward Yan Yan Rumeng before was also completely gone.

"You..."

And You Lan, hearing this, could not help but be so angry that blood overflowed from his mouth.

Watching this scene, Yan Yan Rumeng's expression did not change much.

And Jun Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were also very indifferent, without the slightest bit of sympathy.

One could imagine, if he had not intervened.

What would Yan Yan Rumeng's fate have been afterward?

Always suppressed, imprisoned, used as a tool to comprehend the Great Dream Divine Stone.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao did not think You Lan would kindly let Yan Yan Rumeng go afterward.

Therefore, even if You Lan and the others were miserable, Jun Jun Xiaoyao's eyes did not have half a fluctuation.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao waved his sleeves casually, and the vast power of laws swept out.

"No!"

You Han let out a scream.

And You Lan, with a shattered Dao heart, his eyes were already full of darkness.

Pfft!

The bodies of the two, along with their Primordial Spirits, instantly exploded and vanished into ashes!

And Yan Yan Rumeng also watched indifferently.

She also knew that if not for Jun Jun Xiaoyao, she would have only been able to resist with death.

That Jun Jun Xiaoyao could do this much for her also moved her heart.

Strangely, seeing Jun Jun Xiaoyao destroy the Young Master and Princess of their Dream Tapir tribe.

The other Dream Tapir tribesmen, instead of being angry, felt a sense of relief.

If You Lan hadn't courted death by suppressing that woman, could the Dream Tapir tribe have been this miserable?

And at this time, the Dream Tapir tribe's Great Elder also spoke to Jun Jun Xiaoyao.

"Jun Jun Xiaoyao, now that the culprit has also been killed by you."

"Is there..."

"Still room for discussion..."