Chapter 437

Gu Gu Chan Zi was an important part of the plan.

Only by relying on him could they calculate where the Jun Clan's three ancient freaks were slumbering in the Ancient Spirit Soil.

After notifying Gu Gu Chan Zi, the cloaked person's figure dissipated into the void.

Gu Gu Chan Zi had deep eyes, looking into the distant sky.

"This plan involves forces like the Ancestral Dragon Nest, Wanhuang Spirit Mountain, Qilin Ancient Cave, Northern Wang Clan, and Fallen God Palace. Logically speaking, it should be foolproof."

"But why do I always feel a certain ominousness, as if there is a variable that will lead to a great catastrophe and destruction?"

Gu Gu Chan Zi frowned slightly.

The Heavenly Cicada lineage could vaguely calculate a thread of cause and effect and destiny, but they could only calculate it vaguely.

Involving deeper levels of cause and effect and destiny, unless it was the ancient ancestor of the Heavenly Cicada lineage, Heavenly Cicada Son, reborn.

Otherwise, the other members of the Heavenly Cicada lineage did not have such profound abilities.

This Gu Gu Chan Zi could only be considered a young descendant of the Heavenly Cicada lineage; his skills were not yet mature, and he could only calculate some shallow causes and effects.

Afterwards, in another area.

The cloaked person found Huang Feng Tiange.

Beside him was another woman of peerless beauty.

The woman was dressed in a red phoenix dress, burning like fire, outlining a hazy and graceful figure.

Her skin was like jade, her radiance better than snow, and her dark hair was coiled into a luxurious phoenix bun.

Her face was charming and beautiful, her white forehead having a phoenix mark.

This woman was the Phoenix Lady of Wanhuang Spirit Mountain, Feng Feng Luo Fei.

Phoenix Son, Huang Feng Tiange.

Phoenix Lady, Feng Feng Luo Fei.

These two were the core prodigies cultivated by Wanhuang Spirit Mountain.

"Phoenix Son, Phoenix Lady, the plan should be initiated soon," the cloaked person said.

"We know," Feng Feng Luo Fei nodded slightly.

The cloaked person turned and left directly.

After he left, Feng Feng Luo Fei turned to look at Huang Feng Tiange and said: "Is that Jun Jun Xiaoyao's strength really that strong?"

Huang Feng Tiange said in a low tone: "Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that Jun Jun Xiaoyao is worthy of the reputation of being the number one person of the younger generation."

"I, the Holy Sect Son, and the Goddess of the Demon God Palace, let alone injuring him, couldn't even repel him."

Huang Feng Tiange's words also caused Feng Feng Luo Fei to knit her eyebrows.

Logically speaking, prodigies of the same generation, even if there was a gap, the gap shouldn't be that large.

It could only be said that Jun Jun Xiaoyao was a one-in-an-era variable.

His existence was like an ancient mountain, pressing on the heads of all the prodigies of the current generation.

Even in the future, even ancient freaks might be suppressed by Jun Jun Xiaoyao.

"It's a pity that the ancient freak of our Wanhuang Spirit Mountain is not in the Immortal Ancient world," Feng Feng Luo Fei shook her head slightly.

Not all ancient freaks were slumbering in the Immortal Ancient world.

For example, Princess Long Ji was slumbering somewhere in the Immortal Domain.

"That doesn't matter. We forces unite together; let alone Jun Jun Xiaoyao, even the Jun Clan's ancient freaks can be killed," Huang Feng Tiange said.

If Jun Jun Xiaoyao and others were not removed, they would not feel at ease.

"Then let's head to the Ancient Spirit Soil," Feng Feng Luo Fei said.

The two of them shook the wings on their backs and also flew towards the direction of the Ancient Spirit Soil.

Another area of the Immortal Ancient world.

In a mountain range filled with purple intent.

A man with purple hair and a phantom of an auspicious Qilin around him was sitting on the top of the mountain.

He had a pair of purple Qilin horns on his head, wore purple-gold Qilin battle armor, and his aura was incomparably powerful.

A pair of eyes rotated like purple stars, capturing people's souls.

This person was the peerless prodigy of the Qilin Ancient Cave of the current generation, the Qilin Son.

Previously, news spread in the Immortal Ancient world that the Qilin Son fought the Jun Clan's first sequence, Jun Jun Lingcang, and was narrowly defeated by one move and fled.

But now it seemed that there was no sign of injury on the Qilin Son at all, and his blood energy was strong.

At this moment, the void in front rippled, and a figure appeared; it was the cloaked person.

The Qilin Son looked over with purple eyes, a dark glint flashing in them.

"Qilin Son, the plan has been initiated. Head to the Ancient Spirit Soil," the cloaked person said.

"Has it finally started?" The Qilin Son stood up, his blood energy surging, and purple energy roamed thirty thousand li around him.

Vaguely, countless auspicious Qilin shadows flashed around him.

"Jun Jun Lingcang, you thought I was defeated by you by one move, but actually, it was because I didn't use my trump card. Next, it will be the doomsday of your Jun Clan!" The Qilin Son sneered, his purple hair fluttering.

And on the other side, the cloaked person who had left the Qilin Son was calculating the subsequent plan.

"Who should I notify next? Long Long Aotian of the Ancestral Dragon Nest was defeated by Jun Jun Xiaoyao at the Immortal Ancient Dao Lake and is now missing."

"That Princess Long Ji actually submitted to Jun Jun Xiaoyao, even becoming his mount."

The cloaked person's tone was deep; this news was also something he had only obtained not long ago.

"No matter what, Jun Jun Xiaoyao must die in the Immortal Ancient world!"

The cloaked person's words were cold and incomparably chilly, as if he had an irreconcilable hatred with Jun Jun Xiaoyao.

"By the way, I can also unite other forces, such as the Demon God Palace and the Holy Sect, as well as those Immortal Ancient races offended by Jun Jun Xiaoyao," the cloaked person sneered.

Afterwards, he also found a way to find the Holy Sect Son and Yan Yan Rumeng.

The Holy Sect Son was very decisive and agreed directly.

As for Yan Yan Rumeng, she did not agree directly but demurred for the time being.

To be honest, she really didn't want to run into this devil Jun Jun Xiaoyao again.

Next, the cloaked person rushed to some ancestral lands of the Immortal Ancient races.

On the other side, in the Dragon-Human Clan's ancestral land, outside the Ancient Dragon Cave.

Ao Guang, Ao Luan, Long Long Bichi, Bai Bai Meier, and others were all waiting here.

"It has been so many days, and Young Master Long has not come out yet. Nothing has happened, right?" Ao Luan asked worriedly.

"If he had listened to the warning, he shouldn't..." Just as Ao Guang's words came out.

The entire floating island where the Ancient Dragon Cave was located began to roar and tremble, various lights lit up, and dragon energy permeated the air.

"What is going on?" Ao Luan asked in shock.

"He stepped into the deepest part of the Ancient Dragon Cave," Ao Guang frowned and said.

"What?" Ao Luan's jade face lost its color.

Didn't this mean that Long Long Aotian was very likely to fall?

In Bai Bai Meier's heart, there was some joy.

If Long Long Aotian really fell in the Ancient Dragon Cave, that would naturally be for the best.

At the same time, in the deepest part of the Ancient Dragon Cave.

Long Long Aotian was covered in blood, stepping over a formation pattern.

"Success, I finally succeeded," Long Long Aotian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand.

The Ancient Dragon Cave was indeed filled with crises; one careless step and there was a risk of losing one's life.

But who was he?

He was Long Long Aotian!

The Son of Destiny protected by heaven and earth, an existence possessing a protagonist's halo.

How could a mere Ancient Dragon Cave take his life?

After passing the most difficult hurdle, Long Long Aotian looked over, and his whole person held his breath.

In front of him was a giant dragon skeleton permeated with an ancient and wild aura.

Every bone was crystalline like jade, as if branded with heaven and earth runes.

That kind of special spatial fluctuation could not be covered up, permeating out.

"This... could it be... the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan?" Long Long Aotian's expression revealed an unprecedented ecstasy.