Chapter 4759

In the time that followed, Jun Xiaoyao remained in seclusion, cultivating in the depths of the Dao Ze River.

As for what happened within the Dao Ze River.

It was undoubtedly like a massive stone thrown into Wang Yang, stirring up waves.

News of Jun Xiaoyao spread like a storm, sweeping across the eight directions of Xian Tu.

"Have you heard? A peerless heavenly pride of the vast starry skies has appeared in the Dao Ze River."

"He is actually a member of the Jun family!"

"The Nine-Headed Azure Dragon Ao Cang of the Ancestral Dragon Clan, the Howling Heaven Mystic Dragon Ao Kuang, and Lu He of the ancient Jin Wu Clan—rumor has it they all died at his hands!"

"Not only that, in that battle, numerous heavenly prides joined forces to besiege him, yet he ended up counter-killing them in a wave."

In the depths of Xian Tu, various places.

Some secluded spots, some dust-covered lands—discussions began to arise everywhere.

These heavenly prides from ages past, who originally carried a hint of arrogance.

Did not take the current heavenly pride of the vast starry skies seriously.

But upon hearing this news, their expressions all subtly changed.

"No wonder he is of the Jun family of the vast starry skies—even in this era, he has produced such a domineering and peerless fierce one!"

Upon an ancient sacred mountain, a dust-sealed heavenly pride gazed into the distance, his eyes deep and profound.

"Indeed, he lives up to being of the Jun family," someone sighed.

"The Jun clan—throughout endless ages, when have they ever truly kept a low profile?"

"Those of that family have always been one heavenly pride more monstrous than the next."

Soon, someone thought of something else.

"However, it seems there are also members of the Jun family deep within Xian Tu."

"If the current head of the Jun family were to join forces with the heavenly prides of the Jun family deep in Xian Tu..."

"Would this Xian Tu not then be utterly flattened by these Jun family heavenly prides?!"

Someone else also considered this, shaking his head silently.

Jun family members have never been easy to deal with.

Now, in the current era of the vast starry skies, another such fierce one has emerged.

The coming Xian Tu will likely never know peace again.

But some coldly chuckled.

"Heh, whether invincible or not remains to be seen—the Jun family is not beyond restraint."

"After all, there are still those who can check the Jun family's power deep within Xian Tu."

"Heh, it seems there will be a good show to watch ahead."

"Let alone the heavenly pride of the ancient Jin Wu Clan who possesses the blood of the Ancestral Crow—just the Ancestral Dragon Clan alone would absolutely not swallow this insult."

"Having slain so many dust-sealed heavenly prides, if the Ancestral Dragon Clan shows no reaction at all, they might as well not bother standing in Xian Tu anymore."

"That's right—let's just wait and see how the situation develops."

"In the depths of Xian Tu, before those dust-sealed Jun family heavenly prides make their appearance..."

"How great a storm can a current-era Jun family heavenly pride stir up?"

For a time.

Dark currents surged in the depths of Xian Tu.

Everyone knew.

The true storm had only just begun.

It is very likely that another wave of blood-soaked storms will follow.

……

In the depths of Xian Tu.

A vast expanse of crimson heaven and earth.

This place seemed like an ancient world scorched by flames for ten thousand years.

The land glowed with a crimson hue.

Massive fissures crisscrossed heaven and earth; the depths of these chasms were not magma, but golden divine fire flowing like blood.

The sky was shrouded in endless blazing clouds.

One after another, illusory great suns hung suspended within.

Some blazed like blood, some radiated dazzling golden light, and others even displayed an eerie black-gold hue.

Within each great sun, it seemed an ancient Jin Wu perched.

The fire-attribute aura in this heaven and earth was intensely terrifying.

Ordinary cultivators who entered here—those with weaker cultivation—might be burned to nothing by the true fire permeating this place.

And at the very deepest part of this fire-attribute blessed land.

There lay a massive nest, resembling a bird's nest, lying horizontally within.

This divine nest was entirely forged from Sun God Wood.

Every branch burned with divine fire.

And within this nest.

A figure sat cross-legged.

It was a man.

Tall and slender, appearing quite young in appearance.

A head of crimson-gold hair flowed loosely behind him, the strands seeming to carry flowing flames.

His skin bore a faint golden luster, as if forged from divine metal.

His features were exceptionally handsome, yet carried an indescribable sharpness and nobility.

Especially his eyes, which were deep crimson-gold.

In the depths of his pupils, it seemed a sun burned.

The flames rising around him condensed into golden fire lotuses that enveloped him.

The surrounding void was scorched and twisted.

This figure was precisely the one Lu He spoke of—the peerless monster of the ancient Jin Wu clan who possessed the blood of the primordial crow.

Regarded by the ancient Jin Wu clan as a hopeful return to the ancestral form, possessing the power of the primordial crow.

And he himself had always regarded this as his goal.

Thus, he even gave himself a name and title.

The title: Son of the Primordial Crow!

And just then.

Outside the nest, several streaks of golden light pierced the void and entered the nest.

They were several beings of the ancient Jin Wu clan.

In their gazes toward the Son of the Primordial Crow, all held reverence from the depths of their hearts.

"My lord!"

The newcomers bowed respectfully.

The Son of the Primordial Crow swept his gaze lightly over them.

"What is it?"

The Jin Wu being hesitated for a moment.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Lu He... is dead."

The air suddenly fell silent.

The flames around seemed to pause for an instant.

The Son of the Primordial Crow said nothing, his face showing little expression.

The Jin Wu being continued: "In the River of Principles, Lu He joined forces with several heaven's chosen of the primordial dragon clan, and in the end..."

"... died at the hands of a contemporary heaven's chosen."

"Oh, who was it?"

The Son of the Primordial Crow's eyebrows, like flames, twitched slightly.

If he had been slain by other dust-covered heaven's chosen, the Son of the Primordial Crow would not have found it too surprising.

But that Lu He was actually killed by a contemporary heaven's chosen... that was somewhat...

The Jin Wu being then said:

"The one who killed Lu He is Jun Xiaoyao, he is... of the Jun clan."

"Jun Xiaoyao..."

The Son of the Primordial Crow's eyes narrowed slightly as he slowly uttered that name.

In his crimson-gold pupils, there was no anger.

Instead, there was a hint of faint coldness.

"The Jun clan... no wonder."

He murmured softly, shaking his head slightly.

The people of that clan indeed cannot be judged by common sense.

However...

Here in the Immortal Land, one relies on one's own strength, not on backing.

And the Son of the Primordial Crow happened to be very confident in his own strength.

The reputation of the Jun clan was not enough to make him retreat.

"I still need to cultivate for a period of time."

The Son of the Primordial Crow said lightly.

"Emerging into the world now is still premature."

"But this matter..."

He lifted his head.

In those crimson-gold eyes, it seemed two great suns slowly rose.

"It will not just end like this..."

The voice faded.

Boom!

Suddenly, nine great suns appeared behind him.

Endless divine fire shot up into the heavens.

In each great sun, it seemed an ancient primordial crow lay in slumber.

The Jin Wu beings present hurriedly lowered their heads, all kneeling, unable to withstand that bloodline pressure.

Yet in their eyes, all showed delight.

The Son of the Primordial Crow's bloodline strength had undergone another transformation and advancement.

Among the sealed monsters in the immortal soil, they're probably all notable enough to be listed.

The arena of their Jin Wu Ancient Clan can be reclaimed!