"Reincarnation is part of the Heavenly Path. Who would the heavens spare?"
An elder from Zulong's side sneered, feeling extremely pleased.
"Jun Xiaoyao is also dead. It's a pity that my son can't be brought back to life." Wang Yuanba was still in a bad mood.
Jun Xiaoyao's death was at most a price for Wang Teng's life, but Wang Teng still couldn't be brought back to life.
Other than that, although the people from the other forces didn't dare to show anything, they were still very happy deep down.
Especially those forces who had a grudge against the Jun family. One of them smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.
As for those forces that had no enmity or grudges with the Jun Family, they were actually relieved.
The reason was simple. With Jun Xiaoyao around, the geniuses from the other forces could only be relegated to supporting roles.
No force wanted their geniuses to be supporting roles. They all wanted them to fight for the Mandate of Heaven.
In this era, with Jun Xiaoyao around, the other geniuses couldn't even dream of fighting for the Mandate of Heaven.
"No, that's impossible. I'm going to break this Immortal Ancient …" Jun Zhantian's emotions were extremely unstable.
As an elder of the Jun family, he was originally a calm person.
However, now that the life and death of his grandson were at stake, it would be strange if Jun Zhantian could remain calm.
"Zhantian, calm down. Maybe there's some misunderstanding …" An elder tried to persuade him.
"I also hope that there's a misunderstanding, but my grandson's life tablet is broken …" Jun Zhantian's eyes were slightly red.
Generally speaking, a broken life tablet meant that one had died.
There was no way that could go wrong.
"The great ancestors haven't made a move yet. If Xiaoyao is really dead, there's no way they're not going to do anything," an elder tried to persuade him.
Jun Zhantian finally calmed down a little.
It made sense when he thought about it.
The Eighteenth Ancestor and the others valued and doted on Jun Xiaoyao no less than his biological grandfather.
If Jun Xiaoyao was dead, the Eighteenth Ancestor and the others would definitely do something.
However, it was true that his life tablet was broken.
Now, even Jun Zhantian was a little conflicted and didn't know what to do.
At the same time, in the ancestral hall of the Jun family in the Emperor State.
Two figures stood in the void and looked in the direction of the Immortal Ancient World.
One of them was a gray-robed old man, while the other looked like a ten-year-old child. However, his eyes were filled with the aura of an old man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life.
They were none other than the Eighteenth and Sixteenth Ancestors of the Jun Family.
"Xiaoyao is teetering between life and death. You can assume that he is still alive, but you can also assume that he is temporarily 'dead'," Eighteenth Ancestor said calmly.
"This is Xiaoyao's tribulation, but it is also Xiaoyao's fate. Let's see if he can survive this." Sixteenth Ancestor looked like a child, but his tone was very old.
"Xiaoyao's life has been smooth since he was born. It's time for him to face a challenge. If he overcomes it, he will break out of his cocoon and transform into a butterfly, shocking the entire Nine Heavens Immortal Realm!" the eighteenth ancestor's eyes flickered with anticipation.
"If, and I'm just saying if, if there's a one in ten thousand chance that Xiaoyao won't be able to pass …" Sixteenth Ancestor paused.
"Don't you know what's going to happen?" Eighteenth Ancestor chuckled.
"The Bronze Immortal Palace seems to belong to that ruthless guy. He won't be able to become an immortal after nine reincarnations, but it doesn't matter. If worse comes to worst, we can just break into the Immortal Palace." Sixteenth Ancestor said casually.
"I didn't expect Xiaoyao to be related to that person. Fine, as long as it's beneficial to Xiaoyao, we won't interfere," Eighteenth Ancestor said after pondering.
They did not interfere, but continued to observe.
However, almost all the factions around the Immortal Ancient Mirror knew that the Life Tablet of the Son Of God of the Jun Family had shattered, and that he had fallen.
Meanwhile, the geniuses in the Immortal Ancient World were unaware of the death of Jun Xiaoyao and the others.
"Xiaoyao …"
Jiang Shengyi and the others were troubled and worried.
Jun Xiaoyao had asked them not to risk their lives by entering the Immortal Ancient Mirror, but he did not care about his own life.
While the situation was changing in the outside world …
In the Bronze Immortal Palace, Jun Xiaoyao's consciousness was gradually blurring, as if he was about to sink into darkness.
The last bit of Primordial Spirit Spark also seemed to be about to be annihilated.
At this moment, the broken ancient talisman suddenly released a ball of light, enveloping the last bit of Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit.
Previously, even when Wang Teng's Primordial Spirit was shattered by Jun Xiaoyao, he relied on the broken ancient talisman to recover.
Now, the broken ancient talisman reacted again, taking the initiative to protect the last bit of Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit.
Jun Xiaoyao was hanging on by a thread.
Although his physical body was being destroyed inch by inch, his bones were as bright as gold and jade, releasing vitality and incomparably sturdy.
Jun Xiaoyao's Divine Immortal Bones had formed a complete Divine Immortal Body. Even under the suppression of the Myriad Qi, it could not be completely shattered.
Jun Xiaoyao's physical body was repeatedly shattered and reassembled just like that.
The Myriad Qi was originally the best material for forging Imperial Weapons.
It was also a sacred object that tempered all tangible substances.
Now, Jun Xiaoyao's physical body was equivalent to an Imperial Weapon being tempered by the Myriad Qi.
If Jun Xiaoyao could recover in the end, the strength of his physical body would definitely be at a super abnormal level.
Although Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit was protected by the broken ancient talisman, it was still about to lose consciousness, as if it was about to fall into a deep sleep.
At the last moment, the system's mechanical voice suddenly sounded.
"Ding! You have arrived at the Bronze Immortal Palace. Do you want to Sign In?"
"Sign In …" Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit emitted a weak fluctuation.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for Sign In successfully. You have received an eight-star rare reward, the Myriad Qi Cauldron!"
As the system's voice sounded, Jun Xiaoyao's consciousness finally sank completely into darkness.
At the last moment before sinking into darkness, he seemed to see an extremely heavy bronze cauldron frantically absorbing the Myriad Qi …
The entire Bronze Immortal Palace fell into a dead silence. There was not a single sound.
Time passed little by little.
At a certain moment, a hoarse voice like that of a male duck suddenly sounded in the palace.
"That guy died in the Myriad Heaven Transformation Formation?"
"He's still a breath away, but this old man is also very curious. A little guy in the Dao Divinity Realm can actually retain a wisp of vitality. How rare." An old voice replied.
"So what? Isn't he still trapped in the Immortal Palace? He might be like this for the rest of his life."
"Dangmao, A Cripple, An Old Blind Man, you guys are really blind." A charming woman's voice suddenly sounded.
"Slut, what are you talking about? This old man is blind to begin with. You are discriminating!"
"An Old Blind Man, don't talk. Listen to what this slut has to say." Another old voice said.
"A Cripple, don't you think that young man looks a little familiar?" The charming woman said.
"Familiar? What are you talking about? This old man doesn't understand." An Old Blind Man said.
"No, now that you mention it, he does look a little familiar." A Cripple's voice was filled with surprise. Then, he said, "I remember now. Isn't he exactly the same as the person in master's portrait?"
"Could this person be master's fated person?" An Old Blind Man was shocked.
"Damn, could it be that we killed the fated person by mistake?" The male duck voice was also stunned.
"Are you guys stupid? Why aren't you guys thinking of a way to save that little brother?" The charming woman hurriedly shouted.
"Fortunately, this person's Primordial Spirit and physical body are both extremely monstrous. He can actually maintain a wisp of vitality in the Myriad Heaven Transformation Formation. If it was anyone else, they would probably be completely cold." An Old Blind Man said with a sigh of relief.
"Right, An Old Blind Man, didn't you detain that Immortal Ancient Spirit? Hurry up and give it to this little brother." The charming woman said.
"This old man left it for myself." An Old Blind Man was a little unwilling.
"Don't talk nonsense. Hurry up and hand it over!" The charming woman urged.
"Okay, okay, okay. I'll hand it over." An Old Blind Man said helplessly.
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