In a secret place in the Zulong District of Hong Province.
Numerous figures with powerful auras gathered at this place.
"What do you think about this?" a big shot in the Zulong District asked.
"What else can we do? The Jun Family is scheming," an elder from the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain said coldly.
"Jun Xiaoyao has been dead for two years. Are they trying to fool a three-year-old by holding a coming of age ceremony at this time? They must be thinking about how to monopolize the treasury of the Demon Sect of Reincarnation," an elder from the Ancient Crocodile Lake said.
The Purple Qilin Cave Master of the Ancient Qilin Cave, who was also the Qilin son's father, said coldly, "The Jun family's resources are already deep enough. We can't let them get their hands on the treasury of the Devil Sect of Reincarnation. Otherwise, no other immortal force in the Huangtian Mystic Realm would be able to stop the Jun family.
The Zilin Cave Lord hated the Jun Family to the core since the Qilin Son was killed by Jun Lingcang.
The massacre in the Immortal Ancient World two years ago was the fuse that ignited his hatred.
Now that the treasury of the Demon Sect of Reincarnation had appeared, the Archean Royalty's desire to kill the Jun Family had been ignited.
The treasury of an immortal force was extremely valuable. If the Jun Family got their hands on it, they would be like a tiger that had grown wings.
How could the Archean Royalty and other forces survive if that happened?
"That's right. The Jun Family is powerful enough. If they get the treasury of an immortal force and the Imperial Weapon, the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk, the Jun Family will be even more fearless," the big shot in the Zulong District said.
"Then you mean …" the elder from the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain hesitated.
"Immortal War …" the big shot in the Zulong District said.
"Immortal War!" the Zilin Cave Lord said coldly.
"That's right. We need to teach the Jun Family a lesson. Even if we can't completely uproot the Jun Family, we should at least make them suffer," the elder from the Ancient Crocodile Lake said.
"Alright then. The Immortal Battle is our last resort. What we need to do is to prevent the Jun Family from obtaining the treasury of the Demon Sect of Samsara."
"That's right. Perhaps we can contact other forces. The Archean royalty isn't the only one who has a grudge against the Jun Family." Zilin Cave Lord said.
"Hehe, to be targeted by so many immortal forces, even if the Jun Family is exterminated, it's enough to be passed down for generations to come."
The bigwigs of the Far Ancient Imperial Family all sneered, as if they could already see the complete destruction of the Jun Family.
This time, they were very confident.
This was because it wasn't just one immortal power that was targeting the Jun Family.
In the past, the undying battles were between two undying powers. This time, however, it was an unequal battle.
The news of this secret meeting did not spread.
However, the atmosphere in the entire Huangtian Mystic Realm was a bit strange.
Many people could vaguely feel that an apocalyptic storm was about to form in the sky above the Huangtian Mystic Realm.
If the other forces had this premonition, it was impossible for the Jun Family not to know.
However, the entire Jun Family was very calm. It was as if they were sitting on a fishing platform, completely ignoring the storm.
As time passed, Jun Xiaoyao's coming of age ceremony was about to begin.
When the time came, the Jun Family would still invite forces from all over the Huangtian Mystic Realm to attend the ceremony.
This was destined to be the strangest coming of age ceremony.
Because the main character was Jun Xiaoyao, who was thought to have died two years ago.
Just as the entire Huangtian Mystic Realm was discussing this matter.
In the middle of a void space.
A majestic and ancient bronze palace floated in the sky between the stars.
It was like a small boat drifting with the waves in the vast universe.
In the bronze palace, Jun Xiaoyao, who was completely submerged in the Qi of All Creation, had completely recovered his physical body.
Every inch of skin and every inch of bone was perfect. It was as if the most perfect proportions were created by the hands of God.
Jun Xiaoyao originally had the appearance of a banished immortal. After the reconstruction, he was even more perfect.
It was as if he was the perfect incarnation of God.
"This young man is so handsome. I can't help but look at him …" The charming female voice was heard again in the bronze palace.
"You b * tch, you've never taken your eyes off that kid for the past two years!" An Old Blind Man said angrily.
"I'm not as blind as you. Why don't you take the opportunity to look at a handsome man to your heart's content?" The charming female voice chuckled.
"Ah, you don't say. This kid actually absorbed all the Immortal Ancient Spirit," the parrot said.
"As expected of Master's fated person, he can even recover from this." A Cripple's voice was heard.
Two years was just a snap of the fingers for people like them.
During this time, they had also been observing Jun Xiaoyao.
It had to be said that Jun Xiaoyao was shocking.
His physical body was repeatedly crushed by the Qi of All Creation. Not only did it not completely collapse, but it was completely reconstructed.
His entire body was filled with immortal light, and mysterious Dao runes covered his body.
It was as if the Qi of All Creation was a pair of skillful hands that had reconstructed Jun Xiaoyao's body with the most perfect 'Dao' and 'Dao'.
As a result, every inch of Jun Xiaoyao's physical body became impeccably perfect, harmonizing with the great path.
Not only that, Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit was also protected by the incomplete ancient talisman, preserving a trace of vitality.
In these two years, Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit had also completely refined and absorbed the Immortal Ancient Spirit.
One had to know that the Immortal Ancient Spirit was the will of the Immortal Ancient World. The vast soul power fluctuations it possessed were indescribable.
Even a Supreme-Being would have to be careful when refining it.
Jun Xiaoyao, on the other hand, had absorbed all of it within two years.
Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit had already recovered to its original state.
Not only that, there were three Dao Flowers in Jun Xiaoyao's Primordial Spirit.
They represented the past, present, and future.
The current Primordial Spirit had already been reconstructed.
As for the Primordial Spirit of the Past, it was only a prototype.
As the Immortal Ancient Spirit was completely devoured and refined, the Primordial Spirit of the Past was finally completely formed.
On the Dao Flower, the Primordial Spirit of the Past sat cross-legged like a miniature version of Jun Xiaoyao. Its entire body was filled with the aura of time.
Sometimes, a long river would wrap around the Primordial Spirit of the Past, adding a sense of mystery to it.
An Old Blind Man smacked his lips and said, "This kid's Primordial Spirit of the Past has been formed. He must be about to wake up."
He specialized in the Dao of Souls and was considered the most professional among the few of them.
"This kid is really a monster. Three Primordial Spirits, Sacred Body of the Ancients, Bones of Supremacy, various powerful techniques, and this bronze cauldron that can carry the Qi of All Creation. Even the successor of an immortal force can't be this monstrous." The parrot felt a little incredulous.
"Otherwise, how could he be Master's fated person? It's normal for him to have such talent and strength," A Cripple said.
At that moment, Jun Xiaoyao, who was sleeping in the Qi of All Creation cauldron, felt his eyelids twitch slightly.
After sleeping for two years, the 18-year-old Jun Xiaoyao finally opened his eyes slowly.
In an instant, an incomparably terrifying aura poured out from his body!
That power was not of the Dao Divinity Realm, nor was it of a Sage-to-be, but …
A Sage!
An 18-year-old Sage!
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