Chapter 4729: Meng Shuyao's Helplessness, the Little War Emperor's Determination

While Jun Xiaoyao was leaving the ruins of the Juxian Sect at the same time.

Unknown how many hundreds of thousands of li away from the Juxian Sect ruins.

The void suddenly rippled.

Hum!

A deep spatial rift suddenly appeared.

Meng Shuyao's figure emerged from within.

She wore a green long dress, her hair loosely hanging, but the expression on her face was not as calm and composed as before.

Instead, it carried a hint of embarrassment.

Only after she truly steadied herself.

Did she lightly exhale a breath.

"Jun Xiaoyao..."

She whispered this name softly.

Her eyes were complex.

This time, she had truly suffered a significant loss.

She had painstakingly planned and schemed against Yun Zhao Xue, obtaining the jade bracelet.

But it failed to produce the expected effect.

Even the Juxian Sect's most crucial opportunity was snatched by Jun Xiaoyao at the last moment.

More importantly...

That man, from beginning to end, appeared carefree and indifferent, not even truly regarding her as an opponent.

Thinking of this.

Meng Shuyao's stunningly beautiful face rarely showed a trace of helplessness.

"It's really... rare to meet a man who can make me suffer a setback."

Since childhood, she had been praised as one of the most stunning women of the Qing Tian Meng clan.

Whether in talent, temperament, strategy, or appearance, she stood at the pinnacle of her generation.

Especially her greatest strength lay in leveraging circumstances, planning, and scheming.

Countless heavenly pride figures had once been calculated by her.

Often, even before others realized it, they had already stepped into Meng Shuyao's schemes.

But today.

In the ruins of the Juxian Sect.

She felt for the first time.

All her schemes.

Before true absolute strength, seemed somewhat pale.

And the karmic ties between Jun Xiaoyao and the Juxian Sect.

Especially that sect leader's token.

Meng Shuyao's eyes slightly narrowed as she murmured softly.

"That sect leader's token—where exactly did he obtain it?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this great opportunity in the immortal land, if related to the Juxian Sect."

"Then him possessing the sect leader's token would make him the most likely to obtain that great opportunity."

The more Meng Shuyao thought, the heavier her heart became.

The great opportunity in the immortal land is no trivial matter.

If Jun Xiaoyao obtained it.

Then everyone else in this life would merely be his foil?

But soon.

Meng Shuyao's emotions returned to calm.

After all, she is no ordinary woman.

Just one setback.

Not enough to shake her Dao heart.

"It seems this matter needs to be reported to the Young Lord, my lord."

"The sect leader's token in Jun Xiaoyao's hands must be obtained."

"And the core immortal law of the Juxian Sect must also be obtained."

She lifted her gaze toward the depths of the immortal land, as if seeing a transcendent, peerless figure.

The Young Lord of the Heavenly Human Race is certainly no ordinary role.

But thinking of Jun Xiaoyao's unfathomable strength.

Meng Shuyao actually rarely lacked absolute confidence.

"No matter what, this Jun Xiaoyao is absolutely a formidable rival to the Young Lord, my lord..."

Her thoughts turned secretly, and her figure also vanished into the void.

And at the same time.

In the depths of the immortal land.

An ancient, dust-covered region.

Heaven and earth silent, sun and moon without light.

Vast immortal Dao substance rose from the depths of the earth, transforming into streams of hazy Qi that coiled between heaven and earth.

Towering mountains stood erect like swords.

Upon the mountains were thrust one broken ancient weapon after another.

There were war halberds, ancient spears, and broken swords.

And in the depths of the mountains.

Lay a massive crimson-gold lake.

The lake water was not true water.

But origin essence Qi condensed to the utmost degree.

In the center of the lake.

Stood an ancient Dao platform.

Around the Dao platform.

Nine sky-reaching war pillars stood erect.

Upon each war pillar were engraved numerous ancient characters, emitting a clanging battle intent aura.

That terrifying battle intent was enough to make any peerless figure's heart and soul tremble.

And at the very center of the altar.

A figure sat cross-legged there.

His form was hazy and indistinct.

His true features could not be seen clearly.

Yet one could still feel that suffocating, vast imposing aura.

He wore ancient battle armor, shoulders broad as mountains, spine straight and tall.

Even merely sitting cross-legged there.

He seemed like a War God who had suppressed all ages.

Endless War Dao aura rose and fell around his body.

With every breath in and out.

The Qi between heaven and earth circulated.

The countless broken weapons on the surrounding mountains all trembled and rang in response.

If there were any sealed-away Heaven's Chosen here, seeing this person, they would absolutely be horrified.

Because this person was precisely one of the most stunning existences of the War Emperor Clan.

Little War Emperor!

And also precisely the paternal cousin mentioned by Zhan Kun.

At this moment.

Little War Emperor slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was incomparably deep.

Before this, he had received a transmission from Zhan Kun.

It was very short.

Yet it was already enough to let him know what had happened.

Little War Emperor was silent for a long time.

Finally he slowly spoke.

"Zhan Kun... is dead."

His voice was low and deep.

Without too much emotional fluctuation.

As if he had only heard a piece of ordinary news.

But the next moment.

His gaze condensed slightly.

"The one who killed him is a person of the Jun family, named Jun Xiaoyao."

A meaningful curve appeared at the corner of Little War Emperor's mouth.

For Zhan Kun's death, he actually didn't care that much.

What he cared about was the person who killed Zhan Kun.

"Interesting."

"Besides those few of the Jun family sealed in the deepest part of the Immortal Soil..."

"This generation actually still has such a figure."

He slowly closed his eyes.

Yet another figure emerged in his mind.

White dress, peerless.

Cold and clear as snow.

That woman he had pursued for so long, yet never truly received a response from.

Was precisely Yun Zhaoxue.

He had pursued this woman for not just a day or two.

As the Yun clan's number one beauty, she had also once stunned an era.

Be it status, appearance, talent, or bloodline.

Yun Zhaoxue is fully qualified to be counted among the very top women.

Even the Young War Emperor could not help but be moved.

With his status, standing, and strength, what woman could he not obtain?

Yet precisely.

Yun Zhaoxue showed him not the slightest ripple.

The Young War Emperor had made overtures many times.

He had also had clan members communicate with the Yun clan.

But Yun Zhaoxue remained cool and cold throughout, refusing directly.

This left the ever-proud Young War Emperor with a lingering thread of unwillingness in his heart.

This time he dispatched Zhan Kun to go.

It was originally in hopes that Zhan Kun could find Yun Zhaoxue.

Invite her to come and meet with him.

Even, in the Young War Emperor's heart.

He had already made many arrangements.

But now.

The result completely exceeded his expectations.

Yun Zhaoxue did not come.

Zhan Kun instead died.

And that Jun family person who killed Zhan Kun.

Was actually together with Yun Zhaoxue.

In the depths of the Young War Emperor's eyes, a hint of hidden sharpness flashed.

"That Jun Xiaoyao, he would actually be together with Yun Zhaoxue."

"When did the people of these two families get so close?"

The Young War Emperor's heart gave rise to a thread of displeasure.

He had pursued Yun Zhaoxue for so long.

The other party had always treated him with cold indifference.

Now.

A Jun family person who suddenly popped up.

Could actually have some connection with Yun Zhaoxue?

Thinking to here.

The Young War Emperor slowly stood up.

Boom!

In an instant.

The entire scarlet-gold lake suddenly surged, as if the whole heaven and earth could not bear it.

The Young War Emperor's gaze was icy.

"Jun Xiaoyao, huh..."

"I would like to see."

"Just what level of strength a current Jun family person can reach..."

"And Yun Zhaoxue..."

The Young War Emperor recalled Yun Zhaoxue's cool, peerlessly beautiful face.

In the depths of his eyes.

A strong possessive desire surfaced.

"Yun Zhaoxue."

"You are the woman this Gu Dizi has set his sights on."

His voice carried a brooking-no-refusal domineeringness.

His whole person surged with boundless battle intent, like a young war god with edge fully revealed.

"What this Gu Dizi has set his sights on, no one can snatch away, even if it is a Jun family person!"