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Chapter 122 - 122: Panwu Divine Lord's Heart Bleeds, Various Prodigies' Calculations, Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain's Phoenix Son and Phoenix Daughter

Thinking of this possibility, Jun Xiaoyao's mind was slightly agitated.

After storing away the remains of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, everything could be considered a complete success.

This time, upon entering the Panwu Mausoleum, Jun Xiaoyao had signed in and obtained the Panhuang Time Sword, acquired the Saint-realm Fallen Sacred Body, and also received Emperor Panwu's insights on the Sacred Body.

In short, he had gained abundantly; this trip was not in vain.

Subsequently, Jun Xiaoyao left the ancient hall and headed towards the exit of the Panwu Mausoleum.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't even glance at the other fortuitous encounters within the Panwu Mausoleum; there were no resources like Immortal Origin here either.

Therefore, Jun Xiaoyao left without any lingering attachment.

Outside, many people were still discussing the various events that had occurred earlier.

Especially Jun Xiaoyao's performance, which was astonishing to the extreme.

The Panwu Divine Lord and the others, however, had dark faces all along.

This time, the Panwu Divine Dynasty had lost a great deal of face.

It was feared that they would be ridiculed by various forces in the Immortal Domain for a long time to come.

At this moment, at the ancient stele marking the entrance to the Panwu Mausoleum, a ray of light descended, and a peerless figure in spotless white robes walked out from within; it was Jun Xiaoyao.

"Huh, it's the Jun family's Divine Son?"

"Why did he come out so quickly?"

Many people were astonished to see Jun Xiaoyao appear.

They had originally thought that Jun Xiaoyao would at least stay inside for a few days and nights.

"Could it be that the Jun family's Divine Son didn't pass the test and was forced out?" Some people thought.

A cold sneer touched the corners of the Panwu Divine Lord's lips, "Jun Xiaoyao, why did you come out so quickly? The fortuitous encounters within the Panwu Mausoleum are not few."

His words were blatant sarcasm.

"Hah, the harvest was alright, enough," Jun Xiaoyao said, unconcerned.

He was in a rather good mood now, having gained a lot.

"Hmm?"

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's smile, the Panwu Divine Lord instinctively felt a jolt in his heart, sensing something was amiss.

Then, under the strange gazes of everyone present, he flashed and entered the Panwu Mausoleum.

Subsequently, the crowd only heard an angry roar from the Panwu Divine Lord.

"My goodness, what on earth did the Jun family's Divine Son take from the Panwu Mausoleum?"

"Yeah, listening to the Panwu Divine Lord's roar, it feels like his heart is bleeding..."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

The value of a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body needed no further elaboration.

Even a Fallen Sacred Body was priceless, not to mention that there might be a chance to restore it in the future.

Now that Jun Xiaoyao had taken away the Fallen Sacred Body, the Panwu Divine Lord was definitely going to cough up blood from anger.

At the exit of the ancient stele, the Panwu Divine Lord's figure appeared, his face extremely grim.

Jun Zhantian stepped forward and said, "Panwu Divine Lord, whoever obtains a fortuitous encounter, it belongs to them. You can't go back on your word."

The Panwu Divine Lord was breathing like an ox. Finally, he took a deep breath, turned his back, and said, "Go, don't let this Emperor see you again."

The Panwu Divine Lord was truly afraid of this great Buddha, Jun Xiaoyao.

"Alas, Jun still wanted to stay in the Divine Dynasty for a few days to appreciate the scenery. Panwu Divine Lord need not be in such a hurry to issue an eviction order," Jun Xiaoyao smiled calmly.

The Panwu Divine Lord's back trembled slightly. Then, he waved his hand coldly and said, "The banquet is over. Everyone, disperse!"

After speaking, his figure blurred and directly disappeared from the spot.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Couldn't the Panwu Divine Lord just hide?

Watching the Panwu Divine Lord leave directly, cultivators from many surrounding forces also tsked in amazement.

To be able to anger the ruler of an immortal divine dynasty to such an extent, Jun Xiaoyao was indeed capable.

The Panwu Divine Dynasty's banquet ended in such an unexpected manner.

No one could have imagined that the banquet for the Divine Dynasty's Eldest Princess to select her consort would, in the end, become Jun Xiaoyao's personal stage.

Initially, everyone thought that this would likely be Champion Hou's chance to shine.

When Jun Xiaoyao hadn't responded to the challenge earlier, many people had also used it to slander him.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao, with a wave of his hand, suppressed Yang Pan and three other great prodigies; it was almost too easy.

All sorts of rumors collapsed on their own.

After the banquet ended, the major forces also began to return.

One could imagine that this news would spread throughout the entire Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain in just a few days.

"Xuanyi, are we just going to leave like this?" Feng Qingling's face was very unsightly.

When they emerged into the world, they were ambitious, wanting to defeat Jun Xiaoyao and make a name for themselves in one battle.

The ancestors of Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain also had high expectations for their performance, telling them not to tarnish the name of Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain.

But now, Feng Qingling was brutally虐待 (abused/tormented) by Jun Xiaoyao right from the start, and Huang Xuanyi, even when joining forces with the other three, couldn't defeat Jun Xiaoyao.

The two of them had utterly disgraced themselves.

The gazes of many people towards them also faintly carried a hint of mockery.

"Now those people are saying that our Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain is no better than the Ancestral Dragon Nest," Feng Qingling said resentfully.

"What can be done? This Divine Son of the Jun family is indeed terrifyingly strong. It seems only the Phoenix Son and Phoenix Daughter, if they emerge, can deal with Jun Xiaoyao," Huang Xuanyi was also quite helpless.

"The Phoenix Son and Phoenix Daughter? They both need to emerge?" Feng Qingling gasped, her beautiful eyes showing shock.

The Phoenix Son (凰子 - Huángzǐ) and Phoenix Daughter (凤女 - Fèngnǚ) were the two most exceptionally talented top prodigies of the current generation in Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain.

One of them possessed the True Phoenix bloodline, and the other possessed the Ancestral Phoenix bloodline. Their bloodline power was extremely formidable, and their cultivation was also terrifyingly profound.

Some even compared Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain's Phoenix Son and Phoenix Daughter to Long Aotian of the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

"Of course. Even if those two emerge and face Jun Xiaoyao, the outcome might still be a fifty-fifty chance," Huang Xuanyi estimated.

Feng Qingling shook her head dejectedly. This emergence into the world had dealt her too great a blow.

On the other side, Ye Xingyun's eyes were also extremely cold and heavy.

He hadn't expected that even with four of them joining forces, they still weren't Jun Xiaoyao's match.

"It seems I must find that remaining Star Palace Secret Cache. That is my exclusive treasury. As long as I can obtain it, my strength will soar to the heavens. At that time, even Jun Xiaoyao can only be left behind by me," Ye Xingyun thought to himself.

On the Northland Wang family's side, Wang Gang's face wasn't looking too good either.

Aside from his older brother Wang Teng, Wang Gang believed himself to be second to none. Yet now, he had been beaten so miserably.

"Hmph, so what if he's the Jun family's Divine Son? He still can't compare to my older brother, the Wang family's Young Emperor," Wang Gang snorted coldly.

Since he himself couldn't compare to Jun Xiaoyao, he could only compare his older brother.

Finally, there was the most disgraced Yang Pan.

After all, it was he who had personally challenged Jun Xiaoyao, and he had even brazenly claimed that Jun Xiaoyao wouldn't dare to accept his challenge.

And now, reality was like a series of slaps, fiercely hitting his face.

Yang Pan could even feel countless mocking and ridiculing gazes falling upon him.

"Damn it all..." Yang Pan clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles turned white.

"I must find more fortuitous encounters to improve myself. And most importantly, I must quickly find the other two swords."

"Only when the three Panhuang Swords are combined can I kill this Jun Xiaoyao!"

Yang Pan's eyes were bloodshot, like a snake choosing its prey to devour.

Jealousy, fury, resentment – all sorts of negative emotions churned in his heart.

If Jun Xiaoyao didn't die, the foul氣 (qi/breath/anger) in his chest would be hard to appease!

(End of this Chapter)