The world was dead silent as blood rained down from the sky.
Jun Xiaoyao stood in the blood-stained sky. His long hair fluttered in the wind as he donned the Wilderness God Armor. The Great Desolate Halberd in his hand was pointed at the ground.
At this moment, he no longer looked like a celestial being in a white robe.
Instead, he looked more like a domineering young God of War. He was like the incarnation of a calamity that could cleanse the world with his killing intent.
Countless pairs of eyes were focused on him.
Ji Qingyi, Ru Ying, Sheng Xuanyi, these were all geniuses whose names shook the Ancient Road.
However, in front of Jun Xiaoyao, they seemed to have become extremely ordinary.
Jun Xiaoyao was an existence that they had to respect and revere!
Meanwhile, Ning Defa and the other villagers were extremely emotional. Tears streamed down their cheeks.
How many years had it been?
They had been oppressed by the Cang family for so many years!
That day, Jun Xiaoyao had avenged the injustice in their chests.
At this moment, the eyes of the 300 villagers were filled with fanatical respect and worship.
It was as if Jun Xiaoyao was the only god that was worthy of their worship!
"We will follow you until death do us part, sir!" Ning Defa roared like an old lion as he knelt before Jun Xiaoyao.
The other 300 villagers also knelt down.
"The Holy Physique Faction is fortunate to have you …" Guardian Wu heaved a sigh of relief as a smile of relief appeared on his blood-stained face.
"One day, I will become someone as powerful as big brother!" Ning Chen's eyes were filled with reverence.
"Is this … the kind of hero that grandpa talked about in his stories?" Little Xuan Xuan was stunned. Her eyes were filled with longing and admiration.
The figure that stood in the sky and looked down on the world was deeply engraved in her heart. It would never be erased.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao stood in the sky with a cold expression on his face.
He completely ignored the countless reverent gazes around him.
Right now, Jun Xiaoyao only had one thing on his mind, and that was to destroy the Conquerstar Cang family.
However, before that, he still had some things to do.
"Today, this Son Of God announces that the Desolate Ancient Sacred Hall and its guardians shall rise once more in the immortal realms. No one can stop them!"
Jun Xiaoyao's voice reverberated throughout Cang Ming.
Everyone was shocked and incomparably shocked.
Was Jun Xiaoyao going to lift up the weakened Saint Physique Lineage all by himself?
However …
He looked at the last generation of Sage Body Wu Hu, who had almost reached the end of his life, and the three hundred villagers of the Wasteland.
No one could imagine how the Desolate Ancient Temple could rise again.
No matter how strong Jun Xiaoyao was, he was only one person. How could he support the entire Divine Being bloodline?
Compared to the doubts of the onlookers.
Ning Defa and the other villagers of the Great Wilderness only had deep gratitude in their eyes.
However, they also knew their own limitations. They knew that it was impossible to revive the Desolate Ancient Temple and the lineage of the temple guardians by relying on their own strength.
Guardian Wu also smiled and said, "With these words of yours, I am at ease. I can leave the rest to you."
Guardian Wu felt that the fire of his life was gradually extinguishing.
However, he had no complaints or regrets. He still had a smile on his face.
"Senior Guardian Wu, you can't resign. You have to personally witness the crushing defeat of the Tyrant Body bloodline." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
"I am already satisfied that I have persevered until now. I also know where my limits are." Guardian Wu shook his head. He was at ease with life and death.
"Since I, Jun Xiaoyao, have received the inheritance of the Desolate Ancient Temple's ancestors, I naturally have to do my part for the Desolate Ancient Temple."
Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and patted his chest. Then, drops of bright red Divine Being blood essence that glowed with a golden luster appeared.
The quantity was densely packed. It was not one or two drops, but three or five drops.
Hundreds of drops of Divine Being blood essence were directly refined by Jun Xiaoyao.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you can't!" Guardian Wu was shocked and tried to stop him.
Now that Jun Xiaoyao was the hope of the Divine Being bloodline, he could not afford any mistakes.
"Sir, you are …" Ning Defa and the other villagers of the Grand Wilderness were also stunned.
The crowd of geniuses who were watching from the sidelines were dumbfounded as well, their mouths agape and mouths agape.
Divine Being blood essence was extremely precious. One drop could be sold at a sky-high price.
Now, Jun Xiaoyao had casually offered hundreds of drops of Divine Being blood essence.
Most importantly, Divine Being blood essence was extremely important to the Sacred Body of the Desolate Ancient.
Would Jun Xiaoyao's action not harm himself?
Everyone looked at Jun Xiaoyao's face and was surprised to find that Jun Xiaoyao's face was as calm as usual. There was no trace of paleness or weakness on his face.
"I'll give you the blood essence. It's best to take revenge with your own hands," Jun Xiaoyao said.
"But you …" Guardian Wu hesitated.
"Don't worry about me. Senior Guardian Wu, have you forgotten about the pool of Divine Being blood essence?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
Naturally, he would not do anything that would harm himself.
The last time he hurt himself was to save Jiang Shengyi.
To be honest, although Jun Xiaoyao respected Guardian Wu and the villagers of the Grand Wilderness.
However, they were obviously incomparable to Jiang Shengyi.
It was unrealistic to expect Jun Xiaoyao to exhaust himself to help them.
However, Jun Xiaoyao had refined a pool of Divine Being blood essence before.
At this moment, the Divine Being blood essence in his body was so dense that it was about to overflow.
Most importantly, the Divine Being blood essence absorbed by Jun Xiaoyao would eventually be turned into his own Divine Being blood essence.
Jun Xiaoyao was a Divine Being who had broken through ten shackles.
His Divine Being blood essence was fundamentally different from the blood essence of the ancestors of the Divine Being.
Each of the 300 villagers of the Grand Wilderness received a drop of Jun Xiaoyao's Divine Being blood essence.
Elder Ning Defa received five drops.
Ning Chen and Xiao Xuanxuan each received ten drops of blood essence.
As for Guardian Wu, Jun Xiaoyao gave him 50 drops of Divine Being blood essence.
Jun Xiaoyao did not want Guardian Wu to die.
It would be a pity if a Divine Lord with the Sacred Body of the Ancients died.
"After you finish refining, we will kill our way back to the Cang family of the Conqueror Star. We will have our revenge!" Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Milord is right. The humiliation of the lineage of the Temple Keepers must be washed away by us!"
"We will follow Sir to the Conqueror Star and destroy the Cang family!"
The 300 villagers of the Grand Wilderness — no, they should be called the 300 temple guardians now — all had the fury of revenge in their eyes.
Even some of the elders like Ning Defa felt their blood boiling. The Divine Being blood essence that had been dormant in their bodies seemed to have been activated.
They began to sit cross-legged and cultivate, preparing to refine the Divine Being blood essence that Jun Xiaoyao had given them.
"Will it still work?" Guardian Wu also sat cross-legged.
To be honest, with his current condition, even if he refined the Divine Being blood essence, he would not be able to turn the situation around.
It was like a spring that was about to dry up. Even if water from the outside was poured in, it would only treat the symptoms and not the root cause. It would eventually dry up.
"Senior, how would you know if you don't try?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
The Divine Being blood essence that had broken through ten shackles might bring about miracles.
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