Chapter 702

The universe is silent, blood rain flies!

Against the backdrop of a blood-stained firmament, Within Jun Xiaoyao's handsome face was like ice, his long hair fluttering, wearing the Desolate God Armor, with the Great Desolate Halberd in his hand pointing obliquely at the earth.

At this moment, he no longer had the carefree, immortal-like temperament of his usual white-robed self.

Instead, he was like a young war god with boundless domineering aura, like the incarnation of calamity, cleansing the world with the power of slaughter, shaking the universe!

Above and below, countless gazes were gathered on him.

Ji Qingyi, Ru Ying, Sheng Huang Xuan Yi, these prodigies who were famous on the ancient road and had endless radiance.

At this moment, in front of Within Jun Xiaoyao, they all seemed to become incomparably ordinary, losing all their radiance.

Within Jun Xiaoyao was an existence they all needed to look up to with awe!

And Elder Ning Defa and the other villagers of the Great Desolate Village were all incomparably excited, tears streaming down their faces.

How many years!

How many years had they been oppressed by the Cang Clan!

Today, Within Jun Xiaoyao had vented the injustice in their hearts for them!

At this moment, the three hundred or so villagers of the Great Desolate Village had eyes full of fanatical reverence and worship.

It seemed as if Within Jun Xiaoyao was the only god in their hearts worthy of worship!

"We will follow you, my lord, forever, until death!" Elder Ning Defa roared like an old lion, kneeling down before Within Jun Xiaoyao.

The three hundred or so surviving villagers also knelt down.

"It is a blessing to have you in the Huanggu Shengti lineage..." Wu Hu finally let out a sigh of relief, a look of liberation on his blood-stained face.

"One day, I will also become as powerful as big brother!" Ning Chen's eyes were full of reverence.

"Is this... the kind of great hero grandfather told stories about?" Little Xuanxuan watched, stunned, her large eyes full of longing and worship.

That figure standing on the firmament, looking down on the world, was deeply engraved in her young heart, never to be erased.

And at this moment, Within Jun Xiaoyao, standing above the firmament, had no reduction in coldness between his brows.

He completely ignored the countless awe-filled gazes around him.

Right now, Within Jun Xiaoyao only had one thing to do in his heart, and that was to exterminate the Cang Clan of the Overlord Star.

However, before that, he still had to do some things.

"Today, this Divine Son declares that the Ancient Sacred Hall and the lineage of the Hall Guardians will rise again in the Immortal Realm, and no one can stop it!"

Within Jun Xiaoyao's voice was vast, spreading throughout the firmament.

Everyone was shocked, incomparably stunned.

Is Within Jun Xiaoyao going to use his own strength to lift up the weakened Huanggu Shengti lineage again?

However...

Looking at the last generation Huanggu Shengti Wu Hu, who had almost reached the end of his life, and those three hundred villagers of the Great Desolate Village.

Everyone really could not imagine how the Ancient Sacred Hall could rise again.

No matter how strong Within Jun Xiaoyao is, he is only one person; how can he support the entire Huanggu Shengti lineage?

Compared to the doubts of the onlookers.

Elder Ning Defa and the other villagers of the Great Desolate Village only had deep gratitude in their eyes.

But they also had self-awareness, knowing that relying on their own strength alone, they could not revitalize the Ancient Sacred Hall and the lineage of the Hall Guardians.

Wu Hu also smiled and said: "With your words, I am relieved; everything that follows can be safely left to you."

Wu Hu felt that his life fire had begun to gradually extinguish.

But he had no regrets, a smile still on his face.

"Senior Wu Hu, you cannot resign; you still have to see the miserable defeat of the Overlord Body lineage with your own eyes." Within Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

"Being able to persist until now, I am already satisfied, and I know where my limits are." Wu Hu shook his head, very relieved about life and death.

"Since I, Within Jun Xiaoyao, have received the inheritance of the ancestors of the Ancient Sacred Hall, I naturally must also contribute to the Ancient Sacred Hall."

Within Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and patted his own chest, and then, drops of Huanggu Shengti essence blood, red as agate and glowing with golden luster, emerged.

The quantity was dense, not just one or two drops, or three or five drops.

But hundreds of drops of Huanggu Shengti essence blood were directly refined by Within Jun Xiaoyao.

"Within Jun Xiaoyao, you must not!" Wu Hu's eyes shook, and he spoke to stop him.

Now Within Jun Xiaoyao is the hope of the Huanggu Shengti lineage; absolutely no mistakes can be made!

"My lord, what are you doing..." Elder Ning Defa and the other villagers of the Great Desolate Village were also stunned.

And the group of watching prodigies were also tongue-tied, dumbfounded, and stunned.

Huanggu Shengti essence blood is so precious that one drop is enough to sell for a sky-high price.

And now, Within Jun Xiaoyao casually unleashed hundreds of drops of Huanggu Shengti essence blood!

Most importantly, Huanggu Shengti essence blood is extremely important to the Ancient Huanggu Shengti.

Wouldn't Within Jun Xiaoyao's actions harm himself?

Everyone looked at Within Jun Xiaoyao's face and was surprised to find that Within Jun Xiaoyao's expression was as calm as usual, without the slightest paleness or weakness.

"These essence bloods are bestowed upon you; it is most satisfying to avenge your own grudges with your own hands." Within Jun Xiaoyao said.

"But you..." Wu Hu stopped mid-sentence.

"Do not worry about me; has Senior Wu Hu forgotten that pool of Huanggu Shengti essence blood?" Within Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

He naturally would not do anything to harm himself.

The last time he harmed himself was to save Jiang Shengyi.

And to be honest, although Within Jun Xiaoyao respected Wu Hu and these villagers of the Great Desolate Village.

But compared to Jiang Shengyi, they were clearly incomparable.

It is unrealistic for Within Jun Xiaoyao to drain himself to help them.

However, Within Jun Xiaoyao had previously refined a pool of Huanggu Shengti essence blood.

At this moment, the Huanggu Shengti essence blood in his body was already so vigorous that it was about to overflow.

Most importantly, the Huanggu Shengti essence blood that Within Jun Xiaoyao absorbed finally transformed into his own Huanggu Shengti essence blood.

And Within Jun Xiaoyao is a Huanggu Shengti that has broken ten shackles.

His Huanggu Shengti essence blood has an essential difference from the essence blood of those Huanggu Shengti ancestors.

Each of the three hundred villagers of the Great Desolate Village received one drop of Within Jun Xiaoyao's Huanggu Shengti essence blood.

Old man Elder Ning Defa received five drops.

Ning Chen and little Xuanxuan each received ten drops of essence blood.

As for Wu Hu, Within Jun Xiaoyao gave him a full fifty drops of Huanggu Shengti essence blood.

Within Jun Xiaoyao did not want Wu Hu to fall.

If a Saint Lord-level Ancient Huanggu Shengti were to fall, it would be too much of a pity.

"After you finish refining, we will kill our way back to the Cang Clan of the Overlord Star; we will repay grudges and grievances!" Within Jun Xiaoyao said.

"My lord is right; the humiliation of our lineage of Hall Guardians must be washed away by us personally!"

"Follow my lord, step on the Overlord Star, exterminate the Cang Clan!"

The three hundred villagers of the Great Desolate Village, no, they should be called the three hundred Hall Guardians at this moment, all had eyes full of the fire of revenge.

Even some old people like Elder Ning Defa were boiling with hot blood at this moment, and the trace of Huanggu Shengti bloodline that had been dormant in their bodies seemed to have been activated.

They began to sit cross-legged and cultivate, preparing to refine the Huanggu Shengti essence blood bestowed by Within Jun Xiaoyao.

"Will it still be effective?" Wu Hu also sat down.

To be honest, in his current state of being at the end of his rope, even if he refined the Huanggu Shengti essence blood, he probably would not be able to turn the tide.

It is like a spring that is about to dry up; even if external water is poured in, it treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and it will eventually dry up.

"Senior, how do you know if you don't try?" A smile appeared on the corner of Within Jun Xiaoyao's mouth.

Could the Huanggu Shengti essence blood that has broken ten shackles bring a miracle?