Chapter 4462: Anomaly in the Book of Death, the Burial Line in the Vast Expanse

Among the monsters who have now entered the Nine Heavens Tianhe.

To condense the Primordial True Seed is already considered upper echelon.

And those who condense the Primordial Mark are naturally even more superior.

However, even the Primordial Mark, before Jun Xiaoyao, what does it amount to?

"If anyone from your Sky-People clan wants to regain face, just come."

Jun Xiaoyao casually kicked out with one foot.

Meng Huang Xuan Yi's figure flew backward, heavily smashing toward the distance.

Jun Xiaoyao no longer paid attention.

Meng Huang Xuan Yi's pair of eyes were crimson like blood, like a serpent choosing whom to devour.

His chest rose and fell, as if suppressing unprecedented anger and frustration.

But he was not yet too foolish.

He did not utter any harsh words.

Instead, he turned and left.

The remaining Sky-People heavenly prodigies, seeing this, also prepared to depart.

"Wait, leave behind the Primordial Origin." Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.

A casual remark caused those Sky-People heavenly prodigies to stiffen in place.

Their eyes showed frustration and unwillingness.

But in the end, they still revealed bitterness and helplessness.

They handed over the Primordial Origin they had painstakingly gathered.

Although among them, no one had condensed the Primordial True Seed.

But the accumulated Primordial Origin was also not insignificant.

The people of the Qing Tian Meng clan, well, that's understandable.

The people of the Huang Tian Li clan glanced darkly at Meng Huang Xuan Yi, each carrying a hint of complaint.

They could say they suffered an unjust disaster.

Meng Huang Xuan Yi wanted to besiege the Yun clan people, so he also dragged them along.

Because Meng Huang Xuan Yi's status among the Sky-People clan was that of an unparalleled figure, they could not refuse.

Meng Huang Xuan Yi promised them that as long as they could obtain the bronze ancient tablet from the Yun clan and enter the great tomb, he would allocate the opportunities to them.

What about now?

They lost their wife and their troops, and even the Primordial Origin was taken away.

This made their lineage very displeased with the Meng lineage.

Seeing that even the Sky-People clan, one of the Ten Hegemon Clans, obediently handed over the Primordial Origin under Jun Xiaoyao's casual remark.

It also made many people swallow their saliva, sighing endlessly.

The oppressive feeling brought by Jun Xiaoyao was too strong, even hegemon clans had to yield.

Afterwards, the Sky-People clan members, like stray dogs, slunk away in dejection.

"Hehe, harvest, great harvest!"

Yun Duo's lovely face revealed a delighted smile.

Yun Hao, Yun Zixuan, and the other six heavenly prodigies of the Yun clan also showed smiles on their faces.

They all came to Jun Xiaoyao's side.

"Young Master Jun, thank you for your help; otherwise, today we would probably..."

Yun Huaxin's autumn-water-like eyes fell upon Jun Xiaoyao.

Originally somewhat cold in tone, her voice became soft.

Jun Xiaoyao lightly laughed: "Why be so formal? Don't you treat me as one of your own?"

"No..." Yun Huaxin hurriedly said.

"Young Master is the young master of my Yun clan!" Yun Duo giggled.

"I am not yet." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

Yun Mo Xuan beside him then smiled and said: "Young Master Jun, you just don't know."

"After this Nine Heavens Tianhe, immortal land trial."

"The clan will prepare to formally appoint Young Master as the young master of the Yun clan."

Actually, even since Jun Xiaoyao first returned to the Yun clan.

The Yun clan had already intended to appoint Jun Xiaoyao as young master.

They even let him reside in the Heavenly Sage Palace, which only those chosen as young master may inhabit.

But at that time, Jun Xiaoyao had just returned to the Yun clan, fearing his sharpness would provoke targeting.

Therefore, it was temporarily postponed.

But they also appointed Jun Xiaoyao as the Yun clan's prospective young master.

Wait until the Yun clan's heavenly prodigies in this immortal land are also born.

If Jun Xiaoyao can gain unanimous recognition and support.

His becoming the young master of the Yun clan would naturally be a matter of course.

Jun Xiaoyao hearing this, felt nothing particularly special.

Now these identities to him are merely an identity.

He himself is already the Yun clan's foremost, that is, the most important and core existence.

The so-called Young Master of the Cloud Clan is nothing more than having an additional title.

"Are you all unharmed?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"We're fine, just slightly injured." Yun Huaxin said.

They had been blocked along the way, so they also sustained some injuries.

"Refine the harvested Cangmang Origin, all of you."

"And this Cangmang True Seed, I'll give it to you as well."

"Let me help you heal your wounds." Jun Xiaoyao said.

For his own people, Jun Xiaoyao naturally took great care of them.

"Young Master, this Cangmang True Seed is extremely precious, and it is also useful to you."

Yun Huaxin and the others all wanted to refuse.

"Hah... Do you think I can't find other sources of Cangmang Origin?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Yun Huaxin and the others wanted to speak but held back.

"Rest assured, I've heard that within this Primordial Realm, there is also a Primordial Creation Stele."

"By then, there will be no shortage of Cangmang Origin." Jun Xiaoyao said.

If possible, he wanted these Cloud Clan heaven's chosen to at least condense a Cangmang True Seed.

Only then could they have some competitiveness within the Immortal Land.

Upon hearing Jun Xiaoyao say this, Yun Huaxin and the others no longer declined.

"By the way, regarding that great tomb..." Jun Xiaoyao said.

A great tomb of near-divine existence, its value is still very high.

Yun Huaxin said: "That great tomb seems particularly special, possessing an unusual netherworld aura."

"But previously, only omens had manifested, and it had not yet fully emerged; it might still need some time."

Upon hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flickered with a hint of contemplation.

Netherworld aura...

For some unknown reason, he felt a certain stirring in his heart.

Perhaps within that great tomb, he might gain something.

"This is that token."

Yun Huaxin directly took out that bronze ancient tablet.

Jun Xiaoyao received it and examined it.

On this bronze ancient tablet, there also seemed to be a thread of deathly stillness and netherworld aura entwined.

"Undead matter... No..."

Jun Xiaoyao glanced at it.

He had thought that the deathly stillness and netherworld aura was undead matter.

But after careful consideration, he found it was somewhat different.

Moreover, it actually caused something he possessed to tremble slightly.

That was the Book of Death, one of the Nine Heavenly Scriptures!

Previously, Jun Xiaoyao had obtained partial pages of the Book of Death from Night Pupil, but it was not complete.

However, now, this thread of netherworld deathly stillness aura on the bronze ancient tablet.

Actually produced some resonance with the Book of Death.

In other words.

Could the master of that near-divine great tomb be related to the Book of Death?

Thinking of this, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze once again fell upon the bronze ancient tablet.

On it was inscribed a kind of extremely special script, not ordinary human ancient characters, nor demonic script.

"This script is..." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Upon hearing this, Yun Huaxin said: "This kind of ancient script is extremely rare and obscure."

"But if Huaxin hasn't mistaken, this should be funerary script."

This script is extremely obscure; ordinary people truly wouldn't know it.

Even for someone as learned and broad-visioned as Jun Xiaoyao, he failed to recognize it at first glance.

But coincidentally, Yun Huaxin cultivated the way of calligraphy and painting.

Therefore, for various ancient scripts and engravings, she had some exposure and research, enabling her to recognize it at a glance.

"Funerary script..." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed with an unusual light.

"This funerary script is the writing of an ancient clan, nearly extinct in the Cangmang."

"That clan is called the Funerary Scholars, and it is said they are a mysterious clan beyond the Cangmang..."