In the world of the Ruins of God.
Meng Zhan and the other border warriors knelt down on one knee in front of the gradually closing crack in the void!
Jun Xiaoyao was worthy of their kneeling!
"How is this possible? Xiaoyao..."
Jun Lingcang, Lord Grim, and the others couldn't believe it. It was as if a hundred thousand claps of thunder were ringing in their minds.
The main branch of the Jun Family was the pillar of the younger generation.
It collapsed!
And the one who did it was the emperor of the hidden branch of the Jun Family.
It would be difficult for them to even take revenge.
Unless there was a civil war in the Jun Family, but the Jun Family couldn't bear such an outcome.
It would only benefit the Xian Ting and other forces.
"Young Master..."
Yu Chanjuan seemed to have lost her soul. Her delicate face was as white as paper, and her body was trembling. Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears.
It was Jun Xiaoyao who saved her from the abyss.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao sacrificed himself and fell into the abyss of the void.
Ling Yuan's slender and delicate figure that was like a fairy's was frozen on the spot.
"I should be happy, but... why..."
Ling Yan slowly raised her delicate hand and touched a teardrop at the corner of her eye.
Her identity was the young emperor of the Xian Ting, and she was Jun Xiaoyao's sworn enemy.
Jun Xiaoyao's death was a good thing for the Xian Ting and her.
But Ling Yan couldn't feel happy at all.
It was as if a large piece of her heart had been dug out, leaving an unfilled hole.
The sound of the wind was echoing.
"He's dead... A legend has fallen." The Feather King sighed.
He turned his head slightly and saw Yu Yunchang.
Yu Yunchang's eyes were red. When she looked at him, there was an unprecedented coldness and disgust.
She was no longer the sister who worshipped her brother.
"It's good that he's dead, but... the Heavenly Crown..." Ji Daoyi stared at Jun Bieli.
Jun Xiaoyao's death was good for Ji Daoyi and Gu Tiezi.
But the problem was that they couldn't get the Heavenly Crown.
Not only them.
Everyone was waiting for a response from the heavens.
If the Heavenly Dao Crown really descended, it would mean that Jun Xiaoyao had really fallen.
In this game against the heavens, the will of the Immortal Realm had won.
But …
If the Heavenly Dao Crown did not descend, it meant that Jun Xiaoyao might still have a chance of survival!
Drip! Drip! Drip!
Time seemed to have turned into a tangible sound. Many people's hearts were beating nervously.
Rumble!
Suddenly, the Heavenly Dao rumbled like thunder!
Extravagant extravagance!
Golden Lotus Blooms from the Earth!
Auspicious signs emerged!
Phantoms of True Dragons, Divine Phoenixes, Qilins, Pixiu and other auspicious beasts appeared in the void!
Countless patterns of the Great Dao interweaved, and an auspicious golden light surged!
A brilliant crown engraved with runes of the Heavenly Dao descended from the rift!
This crown had no color, or rather, it was the color of chaos.
All sorts of laws, runes, and Great Daos interweaved, forming a supreme crown!
Wearing the crown meant that one would become a Great Emperor!
"The Heavenly Dao Crown has appeared. The Son Of God has really fallen."
Seeing the Heavenly Dao Crown, Meng Zhan and the others mourned.
They would rather the Heavenly Dao Crown not appear.
Ling Yan, Yu Chanjuan, and Yu Yunchang were trembling.
Since the Heavenly Dao Crown had appeared, there was no suspense.
"Jun Xiaoyao is really dead, but … what a pity …"
Gu Tiezi's gaze was fixed on the Heavenly Dao Crown.
Jun Xiaoyao's death had made Gu Tiezi very happy and carefree.
However, Jun Bieli had taken the Heavenly Dao Crown.
For the Heavenly Dao Crown, Gu Tiezi had even given up the position of Young Emperor to Ling Yan.
But now, his cleverness had backfired.
Gu Tiezi did not gain any advantage at all.
As for snatching it?
There was probably no one present who could deal with Jun Bieli.
Even those Quasi-Supreme-Level Grand Knights were not Jun Bieli's match.
His dharma body alone was already at the Quasi-Supreme-Level.
His real body would only be more terrifying!
Jun Bieli was dressed in plain clothes. His appearance was ordinary, and his black hair was simply tied up with a cloth band.
His entire person seemed to be flowing with a simple charm.
Facing the Heavenly Dao Crown that countless people coveted, his expression was very calm.
However, to everyone's surprise, Jun Bieli did not wear the Heavenly Dao Crown directly.
Instead, he put it away.
"What is the Jun Family's Emperor thinking?"
Some people were puzzled.
Most of the people present were hostile to Jun Bieli.
After all, Jun Xiaoyao was a hero who sacrificed himself to save the Immortal Region.
However, Jun Bieli had killed this hero with his own hands.
If not for the fact that Jun Bieli was the Emperor of the Jun Family's hidden branch and a seedling …
Meng Zhan and the others would probably not be able to resist and attack him.
However, looking at it now, Jun Bieli did not seem to care too much about the Heavenly Dao Crown.
In other words, he did not care about the Heavenly Dao Crown.
"Jun Bieli, what do you mean by this?"
Gu Tiezi's face darkened, and he could not help but ask.
The Heavenly Dao Crown that he had schemed and racked his brains to obtain seemed to be nothing in Jun Bieli's eyes.
This made him even more unhappy.
Jun Bieli glanced at Gu Tiezi indifferently.
In his eyes, there was an indifference that disregarded everything.
"What's so difficult about proving one's Dao and becoming an Emperor?"
"Is there really a piece of trash who needs the Heavenly Dao Crown to become an Emperor?"
Jun Bieli's words stunned everyone present.
Especially Gu Tiezi, Ji Daoyi, and the others. Their faces were ashen.
Weren't these words belittling them to dust?
Moreover, if becoming an Emperor was not difficult, what was difficult?
However, everyone thought about it again. Jun Bieli had defeated the young Nine-Fingered Sage Dragon Emperor within a hundred moves!
It was not difficult for him to become an Emperor.
He just lacked a true Great Era.
This era was a true Great Era. That was why Jun Bieli chose to come out.
"Congratulations, Emperor!"
Jun Yinhuang cupped his hands.
Jun Qingyan also cupped her hands slightly, but there was a complicated look in her eyes.
"It seems like you think that I was wrong." Jun Bieli glanced at Jun Qingyan.
"Qingyan doesn't dare," Jun Qingyan replied.
"Heh …"
Jun Bieli shook his head slightly. Without saying anything, he turned and left.
Many hidden gazes stared at Jun Bieli. They were filled with hatred, hatred, and hatred.
Jun Xiaoyao's reputation had reached its peak the moment he sealed the evil spirit of the god.
As for Jun Bieli, he naturally had to bear everyone's cold gazes.
However, he did not care.
"It's over …" Feather King sighed deeply.
He walked to Yu Yunchang's side.
"Stay away from me." Yu Yunchang's voice was hoarse and cold. Her eyes were still red.
She did not expect her brother, whom she had always admired, to be such a person.
"Yunchang, there are some things that we don't have a choice about. If I wasn't one of the Seven Emperors, if he wasn't Jun Xiaoyao …"
"Perhaps … we would have become true friends."
The Ascendant Ascendant King smiled with a hint of self-mockery and a hint of helplessness.
The crowd dispersed. Each of them had different emotions as they prepared to return to the border.
However, it was not hard to imagine that the shock caused by Jun Xiaoyao's death had only just begun.
Jun Xiaoyao's death involved too many things.
The Jun Family, the Jiang Family, the Emperor's Hall …
Jun Xiaoyao's death would surely cause a great commotion that would sweep across the entire Nine Heavens Immortal Realm.
The curtains of the gamble against the heavens had finally come to an end.
Jun Xiaoyao had lost.
However …
Was that really the case?
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