When he thought of this possibility, Jun Xiaoyao was slightly excited.
After putting away the remains of the Sacred Body of the Ancients, everything was complete.
Jun Xiaoyao entered the Panwu Tomb this time and signed in to obtain the Panwu Sword of Time, the Fallen Sacred Body of the Saint Realm, and the enlightenment of the Sacred Body of Great Emperor Panwu.
All in all, this trip was worth it.
Then, Jun Xiaoyao left the ancient palace and rushed out of the Panwu Tomb.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about the other opportunities in the Panwu Tomb at all. There were no resources like the Immortal Source here.
Therefore, Jun Xiaoyao left without any reluctance.
In the outside world, many people were still discussing what had happened.
In particular, Jun Xiaoyao's performance was amazing to the extreme.
As for God Lord Pan Wu and the others, their faces were dark.
This time, the Jin Dynasty of Panwu had lost a lot of face.
They would probably be laughed at by the various forces of the Immortal Realm for a long time.
At this moment, at the ancient tablet that entered the Panwu Tomb, a ray of light fell, and a peerless figure in white walked out. It was Jun Xiaoyao.
"Eh, it's the Son Of God of the Jun Family?"
"Why did he come out so quickly?"
Many people were stunned when they saw Jun Xiaoyao appear.
They thought that Jun Xiaoyao would stay in there for at least a few days and nights.
"Could it be that the Son Of God of the Jun Family didn't pass the test and was forced out?" Some people thought.
Divine Lord Panwu sneered and said, "Jun Xiaoyao, why did you come out so quickly? There are quite a lot of opportunities in the Panwu Tomb."
His words were a blatant mockery.
"Heh, the harvest is not bad. It's enough." Jun Xiaoyao didn't care.
He was in a good mood now. After all, he had gained a lot.
"Hmm?"
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's smile, Divine Lord Panwu's heart skipped a beat. He felt that something was wrong.
Then, under everyone's strange gazes, he entered the Panwu Tomb in a flash.
Then, everyone heard a furious roar from God Lord Pan Wu.
"My goodness, what did the Son Of God of the Jun Family take away from Panwu Tomb?"
"That's right. Listening to God Lord Pan Wu's roar, I feel like his heart is bleeding …"
Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
The value of the Sacred Body of the Ancients went without saying.
Even the Fallen Holy Body was priceless, not to mention that there might be a chance to recover it in the future.
Now that Jun Xiaoyao had taken away the Fallen Saint Physique, God Lord Pan Wu would definitely vomit blood from anger.
God Lord Pan Wu appeared at the entrance of the stele, his expression extremely grave.
Jun Zhantian took a step forward. "Divine Lord Panwu, this opportunity belongs to whoever obtains it. You can't go back on your word."
God Lord Pan Wu panted like an ox. In the end, he took a deep breath and turned around. "Leave. Don't let This Emperor see you again."
God Lord Pan Wu was truly afraid of Jun Xiaoyao.
"Ah, I still want to stay in the Jin Dynasty for a few more days to enjoy the scenery. God Lord Pan Wu, you don't have to be in a hurry to chase me out." Jun Xiaoyao smiled calmly.
God Lord Pan Wu's back trembled slightly. Then, he waved his hand coldly and said, "The banquet is over. You can all leave!"
After saying that, his figure blurred and disappeared from the spot.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Why couldn't God Lord Pan Wu hide?
Seeing God Lord Pan Wu leave, many cultivators from the surrounding factions clicked their tongues and sighed.
The fact that Jun Xiaoyao was able to infuriate the ruler of the Undying Celestial Dynasty to such an extent was a testament to his capabilities.
Thus, the banquet of God Lord Pan Wu and the Jin Dynasty ended with such an unexpected ending.
No one would have thought that the banquet of the Jin Dynasty's Princess Royal choosing her husband would become Jun Xiaoyao's stage in the end.
In the beginning, everyone thought that this would be the Champion Marquis's chance to show off.
Previously, when Jun Xiaoyao did not accept the challenge, many people used this opportunity to smear Jun Xiaoyao's reputation.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao suppressed Yang Pan and the other three geniuses with a raise of his hand. It was simply too easy.
All kinds of rumors were dispelled.
After the banquet ended, the major forces also began to return.
One could imagine that the news would spread throughout the Huangtian Mystic Realm in a few days.
"Xuanyi, are we just going to leave like this?" Feng Qingling's expression was very unpleasant.
When they were born, they were full of ambition. They wanted to defeat Jun Xiaoyao and make a name for themselves.
The Grand Ancestor of the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain was also looking forward to their performance. He wanted them to not tarnish the reputation of the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain.
But now, Feng Qingling was brutally beaten by Jun Xiaoyao. Huang Xuanyi and the other three joined forces, but they were still no match for Jun Xiaoyao.
The two of them were utterly humiliated.
Many people looked at them with a hint of mockery.
"Now, those people are saying that the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain is not much better than the Zulong," Feng Qingling said angrily.
"What can we do? The Son Of God of the Jun family is indeed frighteningly powerful. It seems that only Huang Zi and the Phoenix Girl can deal with Jun Xiaoyao." Huang Xuanyi was also helpless.
"Huang Zi and the Phoenix Girl need the two of them to come out?" Feng Qingling gasped, and her beautiful eyes were full of surprise.
Huang Zi and the Phoenix Girl were the two most talented geniuses of the current generation of the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain.
One of them had the bloodline of the True Phoenix, while the other had the bloodline of the Ancestral Phoenix. The power of their bloodline was extremely powerful, and their cultivation was also terrifying.
Some people even compared Huang Zi and the Phoenix Girl of the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain to Long Aotian of the Zulong.
"Of course. Even if the two of them were to come out and fight Jun Xiaoyao, their chances of winning would be fifty-fifty," Huang Xuanyi estimated.
Feng Qingling shook her head dejectedly. She had suffered a great blow this time.
On the other hand, Ye Xingyun's eyes were also very cold.
He did not expect that the four of them together would still be no match for Jun Xiaoyao.
"It seems that I have to find the treasure of the Constellation Palace left behind. It is a treasure trove that belongs to me. As long as I can get it, my strength will skyrocket. By then, Jun Xiaoyao will be left behind by me," Ye Xingyun thought to himself.
Wang Gang of the Wang family in the Northern Region did not look too good either.
Other than his brother Wang Teng, Wang Gang was confident that he would not lose to anyone, but now he was beaten so miserably.
"Hmph, so what if he is the Son Of God of the Jun family? He is still no match for my brother, the Young Emperor of the Wang family," Wang Gang snorted.
He was no match for Jun Xiaoyao, so he could only compare himself with his brother.
Finally, there was the most humiliating person, Yang Pan.
After all, he was the one who challenged Jun Xiaoyao to a fight. He even boasted shamelessly that Jun Xiaoyao would not dare to accept his challenge.
But now, reality was like a slap to his face.
Yang Pan could even feel countless gazes of mockery and ridicule landing on him.
"Damn it..." Yang Pan clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned blue.
"I have to find other opportunities to improve myself. Most importantly, I have to find the other two swords as soon as possible.
"I can only kill Jun Xiaoyao if I combine the three swords of Pan Huang into one!"
Yang Pan's eyes were bloodshot, like a snake that was about to devour its prey.
Jealousy, anger, resentment, and all kinds of negative emotions surged in his heart.
If Jun Xiaoyao did not die, he would never be able to appease the anger in his chest! Recommended reading: Load File 2013
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