Chapter 961: The Mojie Imperial Son Emerges, Heads to War God Mountain to Sign In

Time dripped away, second by second.

As borderland skirmishes intensified.

A sense of storm brewing spread through the air.

Of course, compared to the Immortal Realm.

The beings of the Alien Realm clearly held great confidence in themselves.

They did not view this as a war, but as a hunt.

A hunt for the Immortal Realm’s prodigies!

Throughout the War God Academy, countless prodigy disciples clenched their fists, eager and ready to head for the borderlands.

During this time, rumors gradually surfaced.

Some legendary prodigies of the immortal imperial clans—the imperial sons and daughters—awoke one after another.

After all, this training expedition would surely see seed-level prodigies from the Immortal Realm appear.

Thus, this side needed imperial sons and daughters to hold the ground.

Of course, many valued this training expedition for another reason.

That this expedition might grant the most outstanding performer the title of War God.

This was the highest honor any young generation member of the Alien Realm could attain.

Enough to drive countless prodigies mad.

Added to the Alien Realm’s already heavy martial spirit.

The weight of the War God title was immense.

Should one earn it, they would be revered wherever they went across the Alien Realm.

And amidst this atmosphere.

A shocking rumor spread.

The imperial son of the Mojie Imperial Clan had awakened and would fight the Chaos Body at War God Mountain.

This news, like a boulder dropped into an ocean, stirred up colossal waves.

It was unquestionably the biggest event before the journey to the borderlands.

Jun Xiaoyao’s current reputation needs no elaboration—he had never lost since his emergence.

And the Mojie Imperial Son of the Mojie Imperial Clan was no slouch either.

He was a true young sovereign.

This was not like the sovereign-level old servant beside Li Jiuming.

He was a true prodigy sovereign!

Both were sovereigns, yet fundamentally different!

This battle, in fact, drew more attention than Jun Xiaoyao’s previous clash with Li Jiuming.

Because previously, both were at the pseudo-sovereign realm.

Now, it was a sovereign versus a pseudo-sovereign.

“Do you think the Chaos Body will accept the challenge?”

“I think he won’t. The Mojie Imperial Son isn’t some ordinary sovereign—his strength is among the strongest even among sovereigns.”

“We’ll see how the Chaos Body responds. If he refuses, the title of quasi-War God will seem hollow.”

“Not necessarily. Sovereign and pseudo-sovereign are inherently different tiers.”

As the War God Academy’s prodigies focused on this matter.

Jun Xiaoyao’s response came out.

Just one word.

“Accepted.”

This single word stunned everyone.

The meaning of “accepted” went beyond mere agreement.

It carried the implication of accepting a challenge.

The Mojie Imperial Son was merely a challenger.

Jun Xiaoyao stood as the defender of the throne.

Between them, a natural hierarchy existed.

Jun Xiaoyao placed himself in the superior position, accepting the challenge of an inferior.

This undoubtedly shocked all sides.

“Does the Chaos Body hold the immortal imperial clan’s imperial son in contempt?”

“Awesome! I’ll definitely go to War God Mountain to watch!”

This only stoked greater interest.

Even some elders of the War God Academy took interest and planned to attend.

…

In the ancestral lands of the Mojie Imperial Clan, on a floating imperial mountain.

Suddenly, the heavens surged with radiance, magical patterns intertwining in the void.

Strange energies permeated the air.

A flying creature soared across the sky.

But as it neared the strange energy, it lost all its magic power and plummeted from the heavens.

Amidst boundless radiance, a transcendent figure approached.

He was an exquisitely beautiful man, his waist-length hair stirring without wind.

His skin, like lamb’s fat jade, finer than any woman’s.

Around him, strange energies formed ten divine rings, enveloping his body.

Making the young man resemble a mythic ancient god.

He was the Mojie Imperial Son of the Mojie Imperial Clan—one of the Seven Minor Emperors of the Alien Realm.

A force of cosmic law permeated his surroundings.

The Mojie Imperial Son was a true young sovereign, not a pseudo-sovereign.

The ten divine rings encircling him were the manifestation of his clan’s unique bloodline ability.

Immune to all arts, immune to magic power.

No technique or magic could pierce his ten layers of immunity rings.

Even the strongest attacks, after being diminished layer by layer through the ten rings.

Would land on the Mojie Imperial Son as light as a feather, utterly powerless.

This was the terrifying strength of the Mojie Imperial Clan.

The reason immortal imperial clans of the Alien Realm remained immortal was no accident.

Clans like Mingzhao, Mojie, and Bi’an each possessed unique bloodline techniques, immensely powerful.

“Imperial Son, you’ve perfected your ten divine rings—you need a whetstone. The Chaos Body is a fine choice.”

A voice from the void spoke—the Mojie Imperial Clan’s elder.

“I am well aware,” the Mojie Imperial Son nodded slightly.

“Also, find out the source of the Chaos Body’s magic immunity. Our clan’s bloodline technique must not be leaked,” the elder said sternly.

“Of course. If I defeat him and he wishes to join our clan, I’ll let him keep this ability.”

“But if he refuses, he must forfeit this technique.”

The Mojie Imperial Son spoke calmly.

As if defeating the Chaos Body were a foregone conclusion.

“Imperial Son, do not underestimate the Chaos Body,” the elder warned.

The Mojie Imperial Son smiled. “If the Chaos Body were a sovereign, I would treat him with caution.”

“But between pseudo-sovereign and sovereign lies an insurmountable abyss. I am no ordinary sovereign.”

With that, the Mojie Imperial Son stepped forward, as if a divine king on the move.

Instantly, the heavens roared, and all eyes turned toward him.

“The Mojie Imperial Son has emerged!”

“Interesting—he’s heading straight for the War God Academy!”

“Follow him! We’ll witness a spectacular prodigy battle!”

“Perhaps the legend of the Chaos Body’s undefeated streak will end here!”

One thread pulled the whole fabric.

Many races and beings followed in his wake.

He was a true Seven Minor Emperor—a top-tier presence among the young generation.

This battle was already highly anticipated; rumors had spread earlier.

Now that the main figure had appeared and was heading for the War God Academy.

Meanwhile, at the War God Academy, Jun Xiaoyao received news from Mu Lao immediately.

“Has the Mojie Imperial Son arrived?”

Jun Xiaoyao’s face showed no ripple of emotion.

Calm as a still lake.

"Young friend, you truly need not accept this challenge—wait until you break through to the Supreme Realm, for there is a vast gap between Supreme and quasi-Supreme."

Elder Mu was considering Jun Xiaoyao's interests.

Although previously, Jun Xiaoyao had slain a Supreme with his quasi-Supreme cultivation base.

But that Supreme elder servant’s strength was clearly incomparable to Mo Jie, the Imperial Prince.

If Jun Xiaoyao avoided the battle, though a few would criticize him, it would still be perfectly reasonable.

After all, their realms differ; this duel is inherently unfair.

"No need, Elder Mu. I’ll head straight to the God of War Mountain and wait for him," Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

Compared to Mo Jie, the Imperial Prince, Jun Xiaoyao was clearly more interested in signing in at the God of War Mountain.