Chapter 484: The Plan to Build a Power, the Desperate Ancient Races, the Liren Clan

The ancient immortal world was never originally a trial ground for prodigies, but a prison for criminal clans.

The one who guarded this prison was the will of the ancient immortal world—or rather, the Ancient Immortal Spirit.

Now that Jun Jun Xiaoyao had fully assimilated the Ancient Immortal Spirit, it meant his will had become the will of the ancient immortal world.

In other words, Jun Jun Xiaoyao was now the master of the ancient immortal world's rules.

All life within the ancient immortal world was under Jun Jun Xiaoyao's control.

This did not mean Jun Jun Xiaoyao was stronger than every living being within the ancient immortal world.

Rather, he could use the ancient immortal world's rules to bind, even kill, any being within it.

Put more plainly:

Jun Jun Xiaoyao was the god of the ancient immortal world!

He understood perfectly well what this meant.

The races within the ancient immortal world were an immensely terrifying force.

Leaving other races aside, the Four Ancient Races alone were a power rivaling immortal factions.

The Dragon-People, the Ancient Witch Clan, the Three-Eyed Holy Clan, and the Liren Clan.

Each of these four races possessed supreme-level experts, but were bound by the rules of the ancient immortal world, unable to leave their ancestral lands.

Not only supreme-level experts, but also many saints and above dwelled among them.

In essence, aside from lacking Emperor Weapons and resource foundations, their number of powerful cultivators was nearly approaching that of immortal factions.

Not to mention, beyond these four ancient races, there were countless other ancient races—though lacking top-tier experts, together they formed a force capable of shaking the Wilderness Heaven Immortal Realm.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao was clever; he understood perfectly well the terrifying power he now held.

"Little brother Jun Xiaoyao, what are you planning to do next?" Fang Yiniang asked with interest.

"First, I'll pay a visit to the ancient immortal world," Jun Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

To pass up an advantage is to be an idiot.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao was now the god of the ancient immortal world.

All races of the ancient immortal world were his prisoners—even the supreme-level experts were no exception!

Jun Jun Xiaoyao could not possibly ignore this power.

Logically, after the ancient immortal world vanished, unless it revealed itself again, no one could re-enter it.

But Jun Jun Xiaoyao was different—he had replaced the will of the ancient immortal world.

With a slight movement of his Primordial Spirit, Jun Jun Xiaoyao locked onto the spatial coordinates of the ancient immortal world.

"Elder, can you activate the Bronze Immortal Palace?" Jun Jun Xiaoyao asked.

Though Jun Jun Xiaoyao was now a saint-level cultivator, capable of shattering space with a mere gesture,

traversing infinite space still required a higher cultivation realm.

He had not yet had time to cultivate the half-scroll of the Empty Book.

"Of course," the blind old man nodded slightly.

Previously, the Bronze Immortal Palace had drifted aimlessly.

Now that the destined one had been found, the Bronze Immortal Palace naturally belonged to Jun Jun Xiaoyao.

Next, the blind old man, the lame man, the parrot, and Fang Yiniang controlled the Bronze Immortal Palace as it traversed the infinite void.

A faint smile appeared on Jun Jun Xiaoyao's lips.

Those who knew Jun Jun Xiaoyao understood: his smile was dangerous.

He was either plotting a scheme or planning a killing.

To be honest, Jun Jun Xiaoyao held no affection for the ancient races.

Aside from his slightly better relationship with the Liren Clan's Li Li Qiushui, he had grievances with the other three ancient races.

"I hope you don't prove foolish," Jun Jun Xiaoyao sighed. "Otherwise, killing you all would be a pity."

Of course, this was the most extreme scenario—if the ancient races showed sense, Jun Jun Xiaoyao wouldn't mind showing mercy.

After all, the dead have no value.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao wished to control the ancient races because

he had conceived an idea in his mind.

He wanted to build a force entirely his own—just for fun.

Yes, just for fun.

As the Divine Son and Young Master revered by both the Jun Clan and Jiang Clan, Jun Jun Xiaoyao had no need to form any faction.

With his status, he could command the full strength of both ancient clans.

Yet Jun Jun Xiaoyao still wished to build a force entirely under his own control.

The ancient races were clearly ready-made resources.

As Jun Jun Xiaoyao plotted in his mind,

within the ancient immortal world, a mood of utter despair spread.

After the Ancient Immortal Spirit was sealed within the Bronze Immortal Palace, the ancient immortal world's rules did not vanish—they were locked, unchangeable.

Only if the will of the ancient immortal world reappeared could the rules be altered.

But was that possible?

As one of the Seven Inconceivables, the Bronze Immortal Palace had drifted for ten thousand ages; no one knew where it might appear next.

Even if it did appear, it was nearly impossible it would surface within the ancient immortal world.

Thus, the ancient race beings were utterly hopeless.

They would never, in their lifetimes, escape this cage.

"Why… is this the outcome? For how long must we pay for our ancestors' sins?"

In the Liren Clan's ancestral land, a beautiful woman in palace robes, her hair like mist and clouds, lifted her slender neck and sighed.

She was a true ancestor and leader of the Liren Clan, named Li Xian, with cultivation reaching the Great Heavenly Sovereign level.

In both the ancient immortal world and the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm, Great Heavenly Sovereign was absolute peak strength.

Across all immortal factions, she was a true elder-level existence.

But what good was such heavenly power?

Bound by the ancient immortal world's rules, Li Xian, the Liren Clan's true ancestor, could only move within the boundaries of her ancestral land—even with Great Heavenly Sovereign cultivation.

Under these conditions, the stronger one became, the more profound the sorrow.

Like a caged beast.

Previously, Li Xian still held hope: perhaps, after a long time, their sins would be forgiven.

The will of the ancient immortal world might release them.

But now, even this last hope was gone.

They would forever, generation after generation, remain pitiful prisoners!

"True Ancestor, don't be sad—Qiuyue is here with you!"

Beside Li Xian stood a young girl, her eyes alluring, her beauty like a lotus emerging from water.

If Jun Jun Xiaoyao were here, he would notice she bore a striking resemblance—seven or eight tenths alike—to the young Liren Clan king, Li Li Qiushui.

"You silly child," Li Xian sighed. "When Jun's Divine Son brought several Ancient Immortal Tokens, you could have left with your sister—why didn't you go?"

This beautiful girl was Li Li Qiushui's younger sister, Li Qiuyue.

Earlier, the several Ancient Immortal Tokens Jun Jun Xiaoyao found in the Heaven's Forbidden Ruins could not free true ancestors like Li Xian, but they could allow the younger generation to leave the ancient immortal world.

Li Qiuyue should have left with her sister—but in the end, she refused.

"What use would it be? My sister has peerless talent; she can carve out a world beyond. But Qiuyue has no great talent, no strong cultivation—going out there would only hold her back."

"My only purpose is to stay here in the ancient world and keep True Ancestor company," Li Qiuyue said sweetly.

"You child…" Li Xian's eyes filled with pity.

She knew Li Qiuyue had refused to leave for another reason: to give her Ancient Immortal Token to another clan member with greater talent.

Girls as kind-hearted as Li Qiuyue were rare.

As if struck by a thought, Li Xian suddenly said: "By giving up your chance to leave the ancient world, you'll never see the Jun Clan's Divine Son again?"