Chapter 445: The Barrier Between Jiang Jiang Shengyi and Jiang Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu

In a fated locale of ancient spiritual land, two graceful figures were cultivating.

One girl was petite and delicate, icy-cute, her black hair tied into twin ponytails, exuding liveliness and charm.

Her curled eyelashes were long, beneath which sparkled a pair of bright, lively eyes; her nose was refined and straight, her lips pink as cherry blossoms.

She occasionally spoke to the girl beside her, smiling to reveal two tiny fangs and two adorable dimples on her cheeks.

She was none other than Jiang Jiang Luoli, the cherished jewel of the Jiang family.

Though time continued to flow, Jiang Jiang Luoli's height seemed frozen—she remained the same five-foot-tall little girl.

As for the girl speaking with her, her skin was like congealed fat, her features lovely and delicate, her long water-blue hair cascading down—she was Jiang Jiang Chuhan.

"The opportunity here has been mostly absorbed. Let's go find Sister Jiang Shengyi," Jiang Jiang Chuhan said.

"Oh," Jiang Jiang Luoli nodded slightly, though her enthusiasm seemed low.

"What's wrong? I remember you used to cling to Sister Jiang Shengyi the most—why haven't you gone to see her since entering the Immortal Antiquity?" Jiang Jiang Chuhan asked.

"Nothing. People have to grow up; they can't rely on others. Lu Li must strive to become stronger herself!" Jiang Jiang Luoli clenched her tiny fist, rallying herself.

Then she smiled: "Don't talk about me—why haven't you seen Hua Hua Yuanxiu either?"

At the mention of Hua Hua Yuanxiu, Jiang Jiang Chuhan shook her head slightly.

She had grown increasingly indifferent toward him.

The thought of having to marry Hua Hua Yuanxiu after the Immortal Antiquity ended made her feel sour inside.

"Since entering the Immortal Antiquity, I haven't a clue where he's gone—maybe he's training alone, seeking opportunities. But it's fine; out of sight, out of mind."

Jiang Jiang Chuhan said dismissively.

She no longer cared about Hua Hua Yuanxiu at all.

At that moment, a graceful figure streaked across the distant sky, her snow-white robes fluttering, her beauty peerless—it was Jiang Jiang Shengyi.

"It's Sister Jiang Shengyi," Jiang Jiang Chuhan said in surprise, not expecting Jiang Jiang Shengyi to come find them.

"Sister Jiang Shengyi," Jiang Jiang Luoli also called out.

"Hmm, your cultivation isn't bad," Jiang Jiang Shengyi replied.

Yet when she looked at Jiang Jiang Luoli, a flicker of awkwardness deep in her beautiful eyes betrayed her.

For some reason, she always felt guilty facing Jiang Jiang Luoli—as if she had done something wrong.

Jiang Jiang Shengyi knew Jiang Jiang Luoli appeared like a naive girl, but sometimes her thoughts were extremely perceptive.

Jiang Jiang Luoli could not possibly have missed noticing the relationship between her and Jun Jun Xiaoyao.

Yet she had never brought it up.

But a subtle change had quietly formed between Jiang Jiang Luoli and her.

She no longer clung to her as before; a faint barrier had emerged.

But now was not the time to dwell on such matters.

Jiang Jiang Shengyi cleared the chaotic thoughts from her mind and spoke: "I came to you with urgent news—about the Jun family…"

Jiang Jiang Shengyi briefly explained the matter.

"What? This actually happened?" Jiang Jiang Chuhan was stunned.

This was an absolute major event—it would shake the entire Immortal Antiquity and even influence future power structures.

"Is Jun Xiaoyao okay?" Jiang Jiang Luoli asked anxiously.

She had heard of Jun Jun Xiaoyao's entry into the Immortal Antiquity.

But to avoid disturbing his cultivation, Jiang Jiang Luoli had suppressed her longing and refrained from seeking him out.

"Jun Xiaoyao is fine. The one being targeted now is the ancient prodigy of the Jun family, so our Jiang family must unite its strength to aid the Jun family," Jiang Jiang Shengyi said.

"Alright, we'll go find Jiang Jiang Xuling and the others," Jiang Jiang Luoli nodded.

She now understood the gravity of the situation.

"Ah, pity we don't know where Hua Hua Yuanxiu is," Jiang Jiang Chuhan sighed.

She didn't expect him to be strong, but even a little help would matter.

Soon, the three Jiang women moved into action, gathering the Jiang family's prodigies.

On the other side, Jun Jun Wushuang went to find those close to Jun Jun Xiaoyao.

In a certain region of ancient spiritual land, a figure was battling a spiritual beast.

The beast's aura had reached the Heavenly God realm.

The young man facing it was heroic and vigorous, bare-chested, with a sun totem on his chest radiating boundless light.

He held the Zhuxing Pome Bow, his piercing golden eyes blazing like the sun.

He was Yi Yu, the heir of the ancient imperial clan, the Yi clan.

He drew his bowstring and launched nine arrows simultaneously—all striking the same point, piercing straight through the Heavenly God beast.

After slaying the beast, Yi Yu stepped forward and claimed the Sun Gold Fruit it guarded.

At that moment, Yi Yu's piercing golden eyes flashed a divine gleam.

"Who's there?"

A figure appeared midair—a man clad in golden armor, wearing a nine-dragon crown, tall, imposing, and majestic.

He was Jun Jun Wushuang, second in line of the Jun family.

"So it's the second in line," Yi Yu lowered his guard and bowed slightly.

Though Yi Yu recognized only Jun Jun Xiaoyao as his master, he still granted a measure of respect to other Jun family successors.

"Your strength has also reached the Heavenly God realm," Jun Jun Wushuang said in surprise.

Who could have imagined even Jun Jun Xiaoyao's follower had reached the Heavenly God realm?

Yet remembering Yi Yu's background as an imperial clan heir, he was essentially a scion of an immortal sect—no weaker than other heirs.

"Why have you come to me, Second in Line?" Yi Yu asked.

"It's like this…" Jun Jun Wushuang frowned and explained the matter to Yi Yu.

"This actually happened? Then Yi Yu will not hesitate—I'll lend my aid without question," Yi Yu replied without a moment's doubt.

The Jun family's affairs were Jun Jun Xiaoyao's affairs.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao's affairs were Yi Yu's affairs.

"Good. The Divine Son was right about you," Jun Jun Wushuang nodded.

Then, together, they began searching for others.

Soon, they found Yan Yan Qingying.

Yan Yan Qingying, who possessed the Devouring God Technique, had grown rapidly within the Immortal Antiquity.

Previously, with Jun Jun Xiaoyao's help, she had devoured the Holy Maiden Bimihe and the Little Western Heaven Buddha Maiden, breaking through to the True God realm.

Now, she had reached True God realm's minor perfection.

Though compared to Yi Yu's Heavenly God realm, she seemed insignificant,

remember—Yan Yan Qingying was from the lower realm; reaching this level was already astonishingly swift.

After Jun Jun Wushuang explained, Yan Yan Qingying joined without hesitation.

In another region, a young man in black-gold robes stood—his black hair like ink, his skin pale, his features strikingly handsome.

Tall and slender, he looked like a refined scholar.

Yet his aura radiated the Heavenly God realm, and a sense of reincarnation lingered around him.

Opposite him, several Immortal Antiquity beings wore expressions of horror.

"P…please spare us…we were blind fools…"

"Dare to compete with me for opportunities? You seek death!"

The black-robed handsome youth extended one hand; a faint, blurred wheel-shaped shadow appeared in the air, as if ready to drag all beings into reincarnation.

The Immortal Antiquity beings had no time to scream—they turned to ash.

"This feeling… is quite pleasant," the black-robed youth smiled faintly.

Without Jun Jun Xiaoyao beside him, he had finally regained the sense of freedom and supremacy.