"Don't worry, let's wait and see."
The Daughter King was rather calm.
She glanced at Jun Xiaoyao from the corner of her eye.
For some reason, this man who had been hiding his identity all this while.
She always had an inexplicable confidence.
It was as if no matter how difficult the situation was, he would be able to solve it easily.
Even now, it was the same.
There was not the slightest hint of panic on his body.
"Could it be that he still has some tricks up his sleeve?" The Daughter King couldn't help but think.
Right now, Yu Nation, Spirit Nation, Soul Nation, Ocean Territory, and Womanland.
The five nations were fighting for supremacy.
One could imagine that if they didn't have any tricks up their sleeves, Womanland would suffer heavy losses.
This was because the other four nations were considered to be relatively strong among the nine nations.
If Womanland insisted on fighting for supremacy, there wouldn't be any benefits.
"Young Emperor Ling Yan, looks like you're also interested in the Soaring Immortal Waterfall."
Xing Yun God of Xingtian Immortal Orthodoxy had a faint smile on his face.
In the outside world, with Ling Yan's identity, even the seed-level prodigies of other immortal orthodoxies had to respect him.
But this was the Forgotten Nation.
In front of an opportunity, no one would be modest.
Even more so, no one would give up the opportunity just because of Ling Yan's identity.
"If you all want to fight, of course, it's a fair competition." Ling Yan was also very relaxed.
She didn't use her identity as a young emperor to pressure others, because she knew it was useless.
"The Soaring Immortal Waterfall is rumored to contain the blood of a remnant immortal. It's the greatest opportunity in this Forgotten Nation. It's indeed interesting."
Cang Ju of Cangjie Immortal Orthodoxy said lightly.
His aura was restrained, and the surface of his robe seemed to be written with many ancient words.
This immortal orthodoxy originated from a mythical emperor who created words, and each word had an inexplicable power.
On the other side, Purple Flame Lord of Heaven's attitude was rather casual.
He looked at Ling Yan and said, "Don't worry, you're the current generation's young emperor after all. When the time comes, I'll leave you some face."
Purple Flame Lord of Heaven's personality, he was the type to be arrogant.
Even when facing Di Haotian, he had a desire to challenge and not be too respectful.
Not to mention Ling Yan.
Ling Yan's face was cold.
After that, there wasn't much nonsense to be said.
The air was filled with a murderous aura.
The competition between the five countries was definitely intense.
However.
Just when the atmosphere was as tense as a string.
Jun Xiaoyao calmly walked out.
No one present was able to understand what was going on.
Jun Xiaoyao only said one sentence.
"Don't look at me."
The people from the other lineages and nations didn't know what this meant, so they were confused.
However, the people of Womanland, Ling Yuan and the others immediately reacted.
She understood what Jun Xiaoyao meant.
None of them looked at Jun Xiaoyao again.
Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, and a ball of light appeared in his hand.
In that radiance.
It was a pure white flower bud that looked like a snow lotus from Tianshan Mountain.
It was as if it was carved out of sparkling and translucent white jade. It was enshrouded in celestial energy and carried a sense of mystery.
In the center of the flower bud, there seemed to be a mini celestial being dancing. Her dancing posture was graceful, and people couldn't help but be immersed in it.
It was the Flower of the Past that Jun Xiaoyao had plucked previously.
Jun Xiaoyao looked at this flower, but he didn't seem to be affected at all.
He wasn't affected by the Flower of the Past before.
Now that his Primordial Spirit had broken through and reached the Eternal Sand level, it was even more impossible for him to be affected by the Flower of the Past.
As for the people of Womanland, they didn't look at that flower.
However, the geniuses of the other four countries and immortal lineages all subconsciously looked at the Flower of the Past.
Then, many people's expressions froze.
Their eyes suddenly revealed a look of confusion.
"If you don't make a move now, when will you?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
The Queen immediately reacted, and her beautiful eyes revealed a look of surprise.
"Is this his method? Although it's simple, it's the most direct and effective."
The Queen waved her arm.
The army of Womanland immediately moved.
Some of the weaker cultivators of the other four countries were completely immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves.
Even some of the stronger cultivators and strong-willed experts were shaken.
Of course, not everyone was powerless to resist.
For example, the Purple Flame Heavenly Lord, Xing Yun Shen, Long Xuanyi, Cang Ju, Ming Ya, and other supreme geniuses all used their own methods.
They had some special protective Dharma artifacts or Primordial Spirit weapons that could barely maintain a trace of clarity in their minds.
"Damn it, we've been tricked!"
"What's that?"
"Retreat first!"
If they knew in advance, they might have taken precautions and wouldn't be in this state.
However, things happened too suddenly, and they could only retreat temporarily.
However, Ling Yan and the others obviously wouldn't hold back.
As the Young Emperor of Xian Ting, Ling Yan wouldn't kill all of these immortal lineages.
However, he could still injure them and make them lose their competitiveness.
For a moment, the scene was chaotic. The army of Womanland also made a move.
The armies of the other four countries were either mesmerized by the Flowers of the Past or fled in panic. They were utterly defeated.
Who would've thought that Jun Xiaoyao was able to secure victory with a single flower?
"Little girl, didn't you want to deal with me? Now you want to run away?"
Seeing the graceful Mo Yanyu take out her Primordial Spirit weapon and try to escape.
Lu Fugui gritted his teeth and sneered.
The Mo family and the Lu family were competitors. Both of them were extremely famous forging families.
Lu Fugui immediately took out all kinds of Dharma artifacts and suppressed Mo Yanyu.
"You damn fatty!"
Mo Yanyu's beautiful cheeks flushed red with anger. She gritted her teeth.
"You shrewish little girl, who told you to pick on me every day? Now you're going to fall into my hands!"
Lu Fugui smiled evilly, and the fat on his face trembled.
Mo Yanyu's face turned pale.
If she really fell into the hands of this disgusting fatty, she would definitely go crazy.
In the end, Lu Fugui took out a net made of ten thousand years old silk and caught Mo Yanyu.
Cang Ju, the Son of Truth, and the others who were on the same side as her didn't care about her.
Because in the end, they were just partners.
Now that the situation was critical, they naturally wouldn't risk their lives to save Mo Yanyu.
An ancient character appeared between Cang Ju's eyebrows, flickering with brilliance.
This allowed him to maintain a trace of clarity in his mind.
The Son of Truth was a special Primordial Spirit, so he also had some resistance to this kind of soul-level confusion.
However.
In front of him, a black-robed figure suddenly appeared.
"Damn it!"
Seeing the newcomer, the Son of Truth's face changed.
Why did the black-robed man target him?
Jun Xiaoyao looked at the Son of Truth in front of him and sneered.
The Son of Truth thought that this trial was safe because he knew that Jun Xiaoyao couldn't enter the Forgotten Kingdom.
But he guessed wrong.
Without the slightest hesitation, Jun Xiaoyao pressed his palm down and activated his Eternal Sand Level Primordial Spirit at the same time.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't have a good impression of this Holy Orchid Sect that had been plotting to get his Dharma Body.
"How is this possible? Eternal Sand Level Primordial Spirit!"
The Son of Truth was scared out of his wits.
Even if he had a special Primordial Spirit, the level of his Primordial Spirit was far from reaching the Eternal Sand Level.
How many people among the seven Supreme Realms could cultivate a Eternal Sand Level Primordial Spirit?
"Could this be a Quasi-emperor?"
The Son of Truth inexplicably had an absurd idea in his heart.
But before he could think too much.
Jun Xiaoyao's move suppressed him.
The current Jun Xiaoyao was no longer the same as before.
Eternal Sand Level Primordial Spirit, King of Variants, Sacred Body, Dao Fetus.
All of this wasn't something that the current Son of Truth could bear.
Just as the Son of Truth was about to resist.
He heard a sound that sounded like a nightmare.
"Son of Truth, everything is over."
This familiar voice made the Son of Truth's mind buzz in disbelief.
A hint of fear even flashed in his eyes.
"Jun …"
Puchi!
He had just spat out a word when Jun Xiaoyao's attack suppressed him.
There was no suspense.
The Son of Truth's physical body was directly shattered, and his Primordial Spirit of Faith was also scattered and fled in all directions.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
