Chapter 480

Inside a secret location of the Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao in Hongzhou.

Figures with powerful auras gathered here.

"What do you think about this matter?" a big shot from the Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao asked.

"What else can we do? The Jun Clan is just using a diversionary tactic," an elder from Wanhuang Lingshan said coldly.

"Jun Xiaoyao has been dead for two years; holding an adulthood ceremony at this time, are they trying to fool a three-year-old? They are probably thinking about how to monopolize the Samsara Demon Sect's treasury," an old veteran from the Ancient Crocodile Lake said.

The Purple Qilin Cave Master of the Qilin Ancient Cave, who was the father of the Qilin Son, said coldly: "The Jun Clan's foundation is already deep enough; we cannot let them obtain the Samsara Demon Sect's treasury. Otherwise, which Immortal Faction in the Huangtian Immortal Realm could check and balance the Jun Clan?"

The Qilin Son had fallen at the hands of Jun Lingcang, so the Purple Qilin Cave Master naturally hated the Jun Clan to the extreme.

It could be said that the slaughter in the Immortal Ancient World two years ago was like a fuse.

And now, the appearance of the Samsara Demon Sect's treasury was undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire, completely igniting the killing intent toward the Jun Clan in the hearts of the Primordial Royal Clans.

The treasury of an Immortal Faction had an astonishing value; if it fell into the hands of the Jun Clan, it would undoubtedly be like adding wings to a tiger.

How could the Primordial Royal Clans and other factions continue to survive then?

"That's right, the Jun Clan is already strong enough; if they obtain the treasury of an Immortal Faction and then the Emperor Weapon, the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk, the Jun Clan will likely become even more unscrupulous," the big shot from the Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao said.

"Then what do you mean..." the elder from Wanhuang Lingshan hesitated.

"An Immortal War..." the big shot from the Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao said in a deep voice.

"An Immortal War!" the Purple Qilin Cave Master said coldly.

"That's right, it's time to teach the Jun Clan a lesson; even if we can't completely pull the Jun Clan up by the roots, at least we should make them bleed and feel some pain," the old veteran from the Ancient Crocodile Lake said.

"Alright, an Immortal War is the final resort; what we must do is not let the Jun Clan obtain the Samsara Demon Sect's treasury."

"That's right, perhaps we can also contact other factions; we are not the only ones who have a grudge against the Jun Clan among the Primordial Royal Clans," the Purple Qilin Cave Master said.

"Hehe, to be targeted by so many of our Immortal Factions, even if the Jun Clan is exterminated, it will be enough to be passed down for myriad eras."

These big shots of the Primordial Royal Clans all sneered, as if they had seen the scene of the Desolate Ancient Jun Clan completely falling and being destroyed.

And this time, they were very confident.

Because it was not just one Immortal Faction targeting the Jun Clan.

Past Immortal Wars were battles between two Immortal Factions, but this time, it was an unequal battle.

News of this secret meeting did not leak out.

But the atmosphere of the entire Huangtian Immortal Realm was somewhat strange.

Many people vaguely felt as if a world-destroying storm was about to form over the Huangtian Immortal Realm.

Other factions had this premonition, and the Jun Clan clearly could not be unaware.

But the entire Jun Clan remained very calm, as if sitting firmly on the fishing platform, completely ignoring this storm.

And as time passed, Jun Xiaoyao's adulthood ceremony was about to begin.

At that time, the Jun Clan would still widely invite various factions of the Huangtian Immortal Realm to attend the ceremony.

This was destined to be the strangest adulthood ceremony.

Because the protagonist was Jun Xiaoyao, who was believed to have fallen two years ago.

Just as the entire Huangtian Immortal Realm was discussing this matter.

In a void space.

A magnificent and ancient bronze palace was floating between the stars.

It looked like a small boat drifting with the waves in the vast ocean of the universe.

And inside the Bronze Immortal Hall, Jun Xiaoyao, who was completely submerged in the Mother Qi of All Things, had his physical body completely restored.

Every inch of his skin and every inch of his bones were incomparably perfect, like the most perfect existence sculpted by the clever hands of the heavens.

Jun Xiaoyao already had the bearing of a banished immortal, and after this reshaping, he added a sense of flawlessness.

He was simply like the flawless incarnation of the heavens.

"This young man is truly handsome; it makes me, this slave, unable to resist..." inside the Bronze Immortal Hall, a charming female voice sounded again.

"You slut, for these past two years, your eyes have never moved away from that kid!" the Old Blind Man said angrily.

"I am not blind like you; why not take a good look at a handsome young man while you can?" the charming female voice giggled.

"Alas, don't say it, this kid actually absorbed all the Immortal Ancient Spirits," the Parrot with Hanging Feathers said.

"As expected of the person destined for the Master, he was able to recover even from this," the Lame Man's voice sounded.

Two years was nothing but a snap of the fingers to existences like them.

During this time, they had also been observing Jun Xiaoyao.

One had to say, Jun Xiaoyao was shocking.

His physical body, under the repeated crushing of the Mother Qi of All Things, not only did not completely shatter but was instead completely reshaped.

His entire body was filled with immortal light, and profound Dao patterns shrouded him.

It was as if the Mother Qi of All Things was a pair of clever hands that had reshaped Jun Xiaoyao's body with the most perfect "Dao" and "Reason."

Making every inch of Jun Xiaoyao's body incomparably perfect, in harmony with the Dao, and very harmonious and unified.

Not only that, Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit was also protected by the incomplete ancient talisman, preserving a trace of vitality.

And within these two years, Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit had also completely refined and absorbed the Immortal Ancient Spirits.

One must know that the Immortal Ancient Spirits were the will of the Immortal Ancient World, and the vast soul power fluctuations they possessed were indescribable.

Even a Supreme would have to be extremely careful when refining them.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao had completely absorbed them within two years.

Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit had already returned to its original state.

Not only that, within Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit, there were three Flowers of the Great Dao.

Representing the past, present, and future, respectively.

The present Primordial Spirit had long since been reshaped.

And the past Primordial Spirit previously only had a prototype.

With the Immortal Ancient Spirits completely swallowed and refined, the past Primordial Spirit was finally completely shaped.

Sitting on the Flower of the Great Dao was the past Primordial Spirit, like a miniature version of Jun Xiaoyao, his entire body filled with the aura of time.

A River of Time was entwined around the past Primordial Spirit, adding a sense of mystery to him.

"With this child's past Primordial Spirit shaped, he must be about to wake up," the Old Blind Man smacked his lips.

He specialized in the Dao of the soul and was considered the most professional among these few.

"This kid is truly a monster; Three-Life Primordial Spirit, Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, Supreme Bone, various powerful techniques and divine abilities, and this Bronze Cauldron that can carry the Mother Qi of All Things—even a descendant of an Immortal Faction couldn't be monstrous to this extent, right?" the Parrot with Hanging Feathers felt it was inconceivable.

"Otherwise, how could he be the person destined for the Master? It's normal to have this kind of talent and strength," the Lame Man said.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao, who was slumbering in the Cauldron of Mother Qi of All Things, had his eyelids tremble slightly.

After slumbering for two years, the eighteen-year-old Jun Xiaoyao finally opened his eyes slowly.

In an instant, an incomparably terrifying might poured out!

That might was not the Dao God Realm, nor was it Quasi-Saint, but...

Sage!

An eighteen-year-old Sage!