Chapter 482: Four Mysterious Powerhouses, the Master

After Jun Xiaoyao's voice fell, the entire Bronze Immortal Hall remained silent.

However, there was a faint arc at the corner of Jun Xiaoyao's mouth.

Before, before his consciousness sank into darkness, he had vaguely sensed a few faint fluctuations.

Although they were hidden very well, they could not escape Jun Xiaoyao's keen perception.

Clearly, within this Bronze Immortal Hall, besides him, there were others.

And those few people must have a great connection with the Bronze Immortal Hall.

A long time passed before an aged voice finally sounded.

"Hehe, so you had already discovered us?"

Following the transmission of this aged voice, four figures suddenly emerged from the void of the Bronze Immortal Hall.

Jun Xiaoyao looked over at a glance.

These four figures were two old men, a beautiful woman, and a parrot.

The two old men were both dressed in tattered robes; one of the old men had his eyes closed, as if he were blind.

The other old man was leaning on a cane, with one leg twisted in a strange posture, clearly disabled.

As for the delicate and beautiful woman, she was indeed born with a jade-like face and flower-like appearance, with snow-white skin and a full figure.

She was dressed in a bright red palace-style qipao, wrapping her full and exquisite body, with proud breasts, a slender waist, and round, full buttocks.

She looked like a plump and juicy peach, exuding an aura of maturity and charm.

And the remaining parrot was covered in mixed feathers, with three silly feathers on its head, looking like a completely ordinary, unremarkable parrot.

In Jun Xiaoyao's perception, these three people and one bird did not seem to have any terrifying aura or pressure, just like the common people seen everywhere in the secular world.

But Jun Xiaoyao was not stupid; he knew that being able to stay in the Bronze Immortal Hall for a long time and having a connection with the Bronze Immortal Hall, even with his butt, he knew it couldn't be that simple.

"Junior Jun Xiaoyao of the Jun Clan, greets the four seniors." Jun Xiaoyao cupped his fists slightly, responding indifferently.

While reporting his name, he also revealed his background and identity as a member of the Jun Clan.

Jun Xiaoyao believed that after learning his identity, it was even more impossible for these few people to have any ill intentions toward him.

"So it's a genius of the Jun Clan, no wonder..." The lame man looked at Jun Xiaoyao with surprise.

Clearly, even for existences like them, they had heard of the great name of the Jun Clan, and a look of solemnity appeared in their eyes.

They had guessed before that with Jun Xiaoyao's talent, he was definitely a descendant of an immortal faction.

But they did not expect Jun Xiaoyao's background to be so great.

With the strength and foundation of the Jun Clan, even for transcendent existences like them, they had to treat him with caution and could not be slighted.

The blind old man said, "Little doll of the Jun Clan, facing us, you are actually not afraid?"

If it were anyone else, in a strange and mysterious place like the Bronze Immortal Hall, seeing them appear, they would definitely be nervous, wary, or even fearful.

But Jun Xiaoyao was very indifferent, without the slightest bit of nervousness.

"If the seniors wanted to harm the junior, the junior wouldn't be able to stand here safely and talk to the seniors now," Jun Xiaoyao said with a light smile.

"Tsk tsk, worthy of being the Master's fated person, this temperament..." The lame man exclaimed with a tsk.

Hearing this, a dark glint flashed in the depths of Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

The Master's fated person?

Jun Xiaoyao pondered secretly in his mind, but he was very wise and did not take the initiative to ask.

"Oh my, such a young Saint is truly an existence without equal throughout history. Little brother is really amazing." The beautiful woman praised, her eyes glowing green.

She looked at Jun Xiaoyao nakedly with a very hungry gaze.

Even Jun Xiaoyao felt his body tremble slightly, feeling a bit of kidney pain.

This woman always gave him a very dangerous feeling.

"Little brother, your flesh has been reshaped, how does it feel?" The beautiful woman took a lotus step.

The next moment, she appeared in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

This move caused a strange glint to flash in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

This beautiful woman was definitely a terrifying powerhouse above the Supreme level.

And that blind old man, the lame man, and the parrot were likely at a similar level.

For such top-tier powerhouses, they actually had a so-called Master.

How powerful was that Master?

Just as Jun Xiaoyao was pondering in his heart, the beautiful woman suddenly reached out her soft, tender hand, groping Jun Xiaoyao's body, touching him all over.

"Senior?"

Even Jun Xiaoyao was stunned, completely unaware of the situation.

"Little brother, your flesh has been reshaped, perhaps some hidden dangers remain. Sister will help you check your body."

Although the beautiful woman said this, it seemed as if saliva was flowing from the corner of her mouth.

Jun Xiaoyao's flesh had been tempered by the Mother Qi of All Things and had the aptitude to become an Emperor in the flesh; how could there be any hidden dangers or defects?

Excuses, all excuses!

When touching a certain part of Jun Xiaoyao's body, the beautiful woman's eyes widened, she took a deep breath, and subconsciously exclaimed, "So big!"

"Senior, please respect yourself." Jun Xiaoyao took a step back, looking righteous.

Although he was not an ascetic who abstained from desire, he could not be so casual.

The beautiful woman's eyes glowed as she said, "It's okay, sister will rub you more to make your flesh even more perfect."

"Many thanks, Senior, but it is really not necessary." Jun Xiaoyao stepped back again.

It is said that women at thirty are like wolves, at forty like tigers, and at fifty they can sit on the ground and absorb the earth.

Like the beautiful woman in front of him, who knows how long she had been in the Bronze Immortal Hall, she could no longer just absorb the earth; she was simply a black hole!

Jun Xiaoyao still wanted to walk out of the Bronze Immortal Hall alive; he did not want to turn into a withered corpse.

"Alright, Fang Xiuniang, he is the Master's fated person. If you dare to mess around again, if the Master finds out in the future..." The blind old man snorted coldly.

The beautiful woman named Fang Xiuniang, hearing the Master in the blind old man's mouth, only then reluctantly released her jade hand.

"Oh my, worthy of being the Ancient Sacred Body..." Fang Xiuniang felt itchy in her heart.

If Jun Xiaoyao were not related to her Master, perhaps Fang Xiuniang really would not be able to hold back.

Jun Xiaoyao only then breathed a sigh of relief.

If Fang Xiuniang really came on strong, he really would not be able to resist.

"Little doll, aren't you curious why you were able to survive?" The blind old man said.

"Is it because of... that Master?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Hehe, how many years has it been? We followed the Master's orders, drifting in the Bronze Immortal Hall for eternity, waiting for a fated person. I didn't expect that we finally waited for one..." The blind old man exclaimed.

"That's right, that's right, I can finally leave the Immortal Hall!" The parrot with messy feathers called out in a duck-like voice.

"Can Senior tell me in detail..." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Next, he also obtained some truth.

Sure enough, the Master they spoke of was that ghost-faced woman.

An existence with unimaginable strength and means, defying the heavens.

As for deeper karma, the blind old man and others were tight-lipped and did not say.

They only said that if Jun Xiaoyao had the fate in the future, he would naturally find the Master and know everything.

"It's her again..." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

He walked onto the bronze high platform and came to the wooden desk.

He reached out and picked up the dust-covered ghost-face mask.

The mask seemed to be crying but not crying, laughing but not laughing, appearing somewhat clumsy.

A peerless woman whose strength was so shocking that it was unimaginable would actually wear such a clumsy mask that was somewhat ridiculous, which made one sigh.

At the same time, Jun Xiaoyao also vaguely heard a little girl's laughter, as bright as silver bells, coming from the ghost-face mask.

It was this faint laughter before that guided him to come here.

Jun Xiaoyao also saw that yellowed painting, on which there was a blurry, slender male figure, handsome and peerless, looking extremely like Jun Xiaoyao.

However, in the next moment, Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent, and he suddenly waved his hand, and the Tuoshe Ancient Emperor Flame surged out, burning the painting into ashes! ===== CHAPTER 483 =====