Chapter 4459: Gathered at the Tomb of the Burial King, the Mysterious Human Dao Sect
After all, someone like Jun Xiaoyao, with looks, strength, and status.
He has no airs, nor does he put on airs.
He treats them so well, taking such good care of them.
It's hard not to love him.
"Wuwu, Young Master, can Duo'er be your personal maid?" Yun Duo said tearfully.
"Why would a proud young lady of the Yun Clan lower herself to be a maid?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
And Yun Huaxin, with her jade-plate-like fair complexion, bore a hint of red.
She also couldn't help but whisper softly: "Young Master, Huaxin doesn't know how to thank you."
"If there's time, later Huaxin would like to paint a picture for you, Young Master..."
Yun Huaxin's words made Jun Xiaoyao show a hint of strangeness.
Last time Yun Huaxin said she wanted to paint him, she even wanted him to undress.
"Cough... let's talk about it later when we have time." Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Sister Huaxin, do you really want to paint?" Yun Duo muttered.
This remark instantly made Yun Huaxin's lovely face even redder.
The other heavenly talents of the Yun Clan present also burst into laughter.
A scene of harmonious and joyful atmosphere.
Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao also revealed a hint of a gentle smile.
What he sought was nothing more than having family and kin nearby, in harmony and peace.
In the Yun Clan, he indeed felt this feeling.
But he still wanted to experience it in the Jun Clan.
However, the Jun Clan is no longer in Cangmang.
The only clue is the buried Jun Clan evildoers in the Immortal Soil.
They should know something about the situation.
Thinking of this, Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but recall the River of Eternal Time, one of the Ten Great Wonders.
By reversing time, he saw those Jun Clan members.
Such as the Jun Clan's twin sisters, and the peerless imperial daughter Jun Wuyang, etc.
Whether they are still alive, or possibly buried in the Immortal Soil.
But this must wait until Jun Xiaoyao goes to the Immortal Soil to confirm.
Moreover, on the side of the Dark Realm, there is still a plan targeting the Jun Clan's buried evildoers.
Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
At this moment, in the void above.
Yu Feiyan and her group arrived here.
"Young Master Jun." Yu Feiyan came to Jun Xiaoyao's side.
"Miss Yu."
"The anomaly at that great tomb has intensified; it should change in the coming days."
"Should we go there first?" Yu Feiyan asked.
"Of course, then let's go together." Jun Xiaoyao said.
Next, Jun Xiaoyao's group, and Yu Feiyan's group, also left this city.
Heading to the location of that near-divine great tomb.
The entire Shi Yuan Realm is vast in scope.
And deep within the Shi Yuan Realm.
Lies a vast expanse of ancient barbaric mountain ranges, rarely trodden.
However, recently, due to the near-divine great tomb.
In the depths of this vast wilderness mountain range, forces from all directions have gathered.
Looking out, vast mountain ranges are shrouded in dim mist.
The towering mountain ranges undulate like a dragon's spine.
Above and below, everywhere are crowds, bustling and noisy.
In the void, various colored lights constantly streak through the sky.
Either riding war chariots or boarding flying boats.
On every mountain peak, one can see the silhouettes of many cultivators standing tall.
"Outside that near-divine great tomb, there is an extremely terrifying formation restriction."
"But now it seems, it should soon dissipate."
Some people are discussing, while simultaneously gazing toward the mountain depths.
Amid the drifting mist, faintly one can see within the mountain range, as if there is a black mausoleum.
On a mountain peak, a group of the War Clan has settled here.
The leader is naturally War Mu Ye.
His gaze swept over, and he saw another side, a lone black-robed person standing on a mountain peak.
"It seems he also obtained a token." War Mu Ye murmured.
The black-robed person he saw is naturally Lin Ming.
Lin Ming has also arrived at this place.
Because of the previous Primordial Creation Stele, he now also attracted quite a bit of attention.
This made Lin Ming frown slightly.
But once they entered the great tomb, he would naturally shake off these gazes.
Of course, he was still thinking of another person in his heart.
At this moment, in the distant void, a large group of people arrived riding flying vessels.
It was Jun Xiaoyao, Yu Feiyan and their entourage.
"Young Master Jun and his group have indeed arrived!"
Countless gazes fell upon them in unison.
Many believed that the greatest opportunity within this tomb would definitely fall into Jun Xiaoyao's hands.
But most people didn't care; they just wanted to get some soup.
Even if the greatest opportunity wasn't taken by Jun Xiaoyao,
it would still be seized by peerless monsters like Zhan Muyao — everyone was the same.
Under his hood, Lin Ming's gaze still immediately turned to Yu Feiyan.
Yu Feiyan stood beside Jun Xiaoyao, and beneath her crimson long dress, her alluring, well-proportioned figure was almost pressed against him.
She appeared relaxed and cheerful, chatting happily with Jun Xiaoyao in an intimate manner.
Seeing this, Lin Ming clenched his fists secretly.
Because he still hadn't fully confirmed the situation, he couldn't make a judgment yet.
He planned to wait until after entering the tomb to find a chance to approach Yu Feiyan.
After Jun Xiaoyao arrived, his gaze also swept over that ancient tomb.
Faintly, he could sense an extraordinary aura.
The Burial Scholar lineage is a mysterious clan from beyond the vast expanse.
In the vast starry sky, there are few records of them.
So it's hard to say what strange things might be in this tomb.
And just at this moment.
Suddenly, in the distant void, a faint, indistinct sound was heard.
A group of people came from afar.
The sound grew from far to near, echoing in some people's ears.
"The human heart does not perish, the human way endures forever..."
Accompanying the sound, one could see.
Some people in uniform attire emerged from the void, murmuring this phrase.
Leading them were several men and women of extraordinary bearing, as if wrapped in a sacred radiance of faith, emitting a powerful aura.
With the appearance of this group.
The remaining forces present all looked over, then whispered to each other.
Jun Xiaoyao glanced over lightly; seeing this group, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
These people all had the light of faith shimmering upon them.
This reminded him of the Truth God Sect and the Buddhist School, who were skilled in manipulating faith power.
"They are..."
Jun Xiaoyao thought for a moment; among the sects in the vast expanse, there were only a few, and it seemed this force didn't exist there.
Beside him, Yu Feiyan said: "Young Master, you are unaware; this force is called the Human Dao Sect."
Given Yu Feiyan's methods and information channels, she naturally knew some details.
"Human Dao Sect?"
Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed slightly.
The term "Human Dao" is not something that can be used casually.
Any title, if dared to be used falsely, might instead invite karmic retribution from the unseen.
Not everyone can bear it.
"What is the situation with this Human Dao Sect?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.
In the vast expanse, there is no such sect.
Yu Feiyan immediately explained: "I have heard that the Human Dao Sect is an emergent faction that rose in the Nine Heavens Tianhe."
"This sect has not existed for long; it can even be said to be very young, but its spread has been extremely rapid."
"In some Tianhe, there are many followers."
"And its leader seems to be a mysterious person known as the Human Dao Sect Master."
"As for more details, I am not aware, nor do I know exactly who this Human Dao Sect Master is."
"His whereabouts seem extremely low-key and mysterious; even within the Human Dao Sect, few have seen him in person."
After hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao showed a hint of contemplation.
At this moment, the Fate Bell under his control trembled again.
Signifying unusual karma.
"Human Dao Sect, Human Dao Sect Master..."
Jun Xiaoyao thought silently.
This term made him think of a person.
Human Sovereign!
End of Chapter
