Chapter 433: Re-entering Seclusion, Movements Across the Realm, the Ancient Anomalies Slumbering in the Primordial Spiritual Land

The next part of the plan, Jun Jun Xiaoyao had already decided.

First, he would enter seclusion to maximize his cultivation enhancement.

Then, he would find out where the ancient anomalies of the Jun family lay dormant.

If possible, he would give the primordial imperial clans and the immortal ancient races a profound lesson.

After that, he would venture deep into the immortal ancient realm to seek out various opportunities.

And keep watch for news of the bronze immortal palace's emergence.

"For seclusion, I'll choose the Immortal Ancient Dao Lake." Jun Jun Xiaoyao was too lazy to search elsewhere.

The Immortal Ancient Dao Lake was rich in spiritual energy—perfect as a seclusion site.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao glanced around and spoke directly: "This place shall be my seclusion ground. All others, depart within one moment—or be slain without mercy!"

Jun Jun Xiaoyao's simple words sent shock through the heavenly prodigies and immortal ancient beings around him.

They hastily retreated.

Within moments, the entire Immortal Ancient Dao Lake was empty except for Jun Jun Xiaoyao and those beside him.

Princess Long Ji said nothing, found her own spot, and prepared to seclude herself to refine the dragon corpse.

Lei Lei Mingyuan also found a place to refine the thunder beast's remains.

Even as Jun Jun Xiaoyao's servant, Lei Lei Mingyuan felt he must strengthen his cultivation further.

The remaining ones were Jun Jun Mulan and the three women.

"My seclusion may take some time. You may either seclude yourselves or seek opportunities."

"Once word of this place spreads, few will dare provoke our Jun family," Jun Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Yes, good. Your cultivation comes first—don't worry about us," Jun Jun Mulan and the three women replied.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao was now the pillar of the Jun family's younger generation; he could not afford even the slightest misstep.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

Jun Jun Mulan smiled and said, "I'm curious too—how strong will you be when you emerge from this seclusion?"

"How to put it? I suppose crushing the immortal ancient realm won't be a problem," Jun Jun Xiaoyao said with a casual laugh.

Jun Jun Mulan and the three women's eyes brightened.

They knew Jun Jun Xiaoyao, though seemingly arrogant, never spoke empty boasts.

If he said he could crush the immortal ancient realm, then he could crush it.

Then, Jun Jun Xiaoyao went alone to the core region where the four ten-thousand-zhang Dao Lakes intersected.

The spiritual energy here was extraordinarily dense, forming fine wisps of mist.

"Let's begin," Jun Jun Xiaoyao said, adjusting his state and preparing to cultivate.

He first took out seven elemental dragon cores.

These had once been one of Long Ao's hidden cards, now seized by Jun Jun Xiaoyao.

"Pity I couldn't extract the Emperor Dragon's blood too," Jun Jun Xiaoyao sighed inwardly.

But then again, these seven dragon cores were postnatally refined by Long Ao—they weren't truly his by nature.

The Emperor Dragon's blood, however, was Long Ao's innate talent, so it couldn't be easily extracted.

"Long Ao, just keep fattening yourself up. Otherwise, I won't even have the heart to take you," Jun Jun Xiaoyao chuckled lightly.

These seven elemental dragon cores had a use for Jun Jun Xiaoyao too.

His Azure Ancestral Dragon Armor, as his cultivation advanced, had grown too weak in defense.

Perfect—he could refine the seven dragon cores into the armor to enhance its defense.

Moreover, Jun Jun Xiaoyao could freely control the power of the seven dragon cores.

He took out the seven dragon cores and sank into focused cultivation.

The vast Immortal Ancient Dao Lake fell silent.

Yet what happened here would surely spread quickly.

After all, every deed Jun Jun Xiaoyao performed was no small matter.

Conversely, he had also made more enemies because of it.

Many sensed faintly that storms were gathering over the immortal ancient realm.

…

In a region not far from the Immortal Ancient Dao Lake.

A graceful figure appeared in the void—it was Yan Yan Rumeng.

The eerie glow in her beautiful eyes had vanished.

Her face was pale, almost drained.

Yet she also felt a sense of shame.

"I actually kissed that Jun Jun Xiaoyao…"

Yan Yan Rumeng's emotions were complicated.

Though not her intention, it still left a strange feeling.

"What should I do now?" Yan Yan Rumeng felt lost.

Twice now, she had been defeated by Jun Jun Xiaoyao.

It was impossible not to be shaken.

At that moment, a lazy female voice echoed in her heart.

"Go to the ancient spiritual land. A descendant of an ancient demonic supreme being sleeps there—you can try to awaken him."

"Yes, Yan Rumeng obeys. But should that descendant of the supreme being be used to deal with Jun Jun Xiaoyao?" Yan Yan Rumeng asked.

"No. That little morsel is too delicious—he's a once-in-ten-thousand primordial holy body, a perfect furnace. If you could cultivate with him even once, you'd likely ascend to immortality in ecstasy."

The lazy female voice carried a yearning tone.

Yan Yan Rumeng's cheeks flushed slightly.

It was this voice's owner who had controlled her body to kiss Jun Jun Xiaoyao.

Then, Yan Yan Rumeng set off toward the ancient spiritual land.

On another front, Huang Feng Tiange of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spiritual Mountain looked battered and pitiful.

"That Jun Jun Xiaoyao is too hateful," Huang Feng Tiange muttered, his form disheveled.

Fortunately, he carried the Divine Phoenix Immortal Fire.

This flame, said to be immortal, allowed Huang Feng Tiange's body to recover at an astonishing speed.

His half-broken wing, previously torn apart by Jun Jun Xiaoyao, was now regrowing visibly before his eyes.

"I'll consult with Feng Nü. The Ancestral Dragon Nest and other factions won't remain idle—time to activate the plan," Huang Feng Tiange murmured, then vanished in a streak of light.

On another front, the Saint Sect's heir was also recovering his injuries.

His expression was equally cold.

"Go to the ancient spiritual land. There, ancient anomalies sleep, and many opportunities lie buried—if I gain power from them, perhaps I can stand against Jun Jun Xiaoyao."

The Saint Sect's heir gritted his teeth, filled with resentment.

He would surely avenge this insult!

At the same moment, in a secret location, several black-robed figures gathered.

"What do we do? Even the Dark Divine Son has perished."

"That Jun Jun Xiaoyao killed the Fallen Divine Son first, then the Dark Divine Son—he's gone too far!"

These black-robed figures were all from the Fallen Divine Palace.

They had entered the immortal ancient realm with the Dark Divine Son.

Who could have imagined they'd hear he had fallen to Jun Jun Xiaoyao's hand?

Their strength was inferior to the Dark Divine Son's—going after Jun Jun Xiaoyao would be suicide.

"We must follow the original plan: go to the ancient spiritual land and awaken our Fallen Divine Palace's ancient anomaly!"

"Exactly. Only our Fallen Divine Palace's ancient anomaly can stand against Jun Jun Xiaoyao!"

Having made their decision, the Fallen Divine Palace prodigies set off for the ancient spiritual land.

At once, all factions hostile to Jun Jun Xiaoyao stirred into action.

It was clear that great upheavals would soon shake the immortal ancient realm.

Of course, the one who hated Jun Jun Xiaoyao most was undoubtedly Long Ao.

After Ao Luan rescued Long Ao, they left together with Bai Bai Meier, Long Long Bichi, Ao Zhan, and others.