s concealed, he was quietly brought in by Ling Yuan.Then, Jun Xiaoyao continued to enter the next hall.And when he saw the temple.Everyone present held their breath.What did they see.Rows upon rows of...On the celestial court's side, the atmosphere was rather solemn.

The people from other immortal sects were fine, and there were even some who watched with cold indifference.

For example, the Empress Wa.

After all, Di Haotian previously had the ability to vie for the position of Immortal Court Master.

For the Nuwa Empress, this was not a good thing either.

And Fuxi's immortal rank, of course, had the most unsightly expression.

And Emperor Haohantian's remaining followers.

Each expression also seemed like it had eaten a dead fly.

Especially Bai Luoxue, her snow-white and delicate features were all tinged with a pallor.

She is more than just an adherent of Di Haotian.

My heart yearned for Emperor Haotiantian even more.

He is worthy of being followed and served for a lifetime.

In her eyes, he was a man of godlike stature and transcendent grace.

Now, however, his body is broken and shattered, his bones crushed, covered in blood, a pitiful sight.

Seeing Di Haotian in such a disheveled state, she felt her belief crumble.

"Free and Easy..."

Di Haotian's mouth was bleeding, and explosions kept happening on his body. They were aftereffects of Jun Xiaoyao's methods, still wreaking havoc on him.

Di Haotian had to mobilize his whole body's strength to suppress it.

Jun Xiaoyao's move is too terrifying.

Had it not been for the Dragon Emperor's avatar bearing much of the force, Di Haitian would have been far worse off than he is now.

But even Emperor Haoyang himself couldn't believe it, he had actually lost.

...and was defeated only by Jun Xiaoyao's Sacred Physique Dao Embryo.

His chaotic form did not participate in the battle.

This was a devastating blow to Di Haotian's unwavering belief in his invincibility.

"Di Haotian, being able to withstand my primordial divine power without dying is already something to be proud of," Jun Xiaoyao said.

He also didn't really go all out.

It's not that he didn't want to, but right now, with so many powerful cultivators from the Immortal Court watching, there was no way for him to directly kill Emperor Haotian.

So Jun Xiaoyao simply didn't bother to make a move, directly making him more embarrassed.

Sometimes, being heartbroken is more painful and despairing than being killed.

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's tone, everyone present felt a sense of emotion.

This feels like a senior guiding a junior.

The two seemed to belong to entirely different social classes.

And throughout it all, Jun Xiaoyao never received any injuries and wasn't even the slightest bit embarrassed.

As white as snow, with the grace of a pine tree in the wind.

Jun Xiaoyao is undoubtedly even more firmly established as the invincible name of the younger generation.

"No... I'm not completely defeated yet..."

Di Haotian's gaze suddenly turned towards the Qiong Hua Palace.

At an unknown time, the Qionghua Palace unexpectedly bloomed with thousands of rays of light.

A terrifying pressure, poured out, causing nearly all the cultivators present to feel a suffocating sensation.

"What's going on Is an emperor awakening"

"Some uninformed cultivators exclaimed in shock,"

"This aura...sure enough, only a true emperor bloodline could possess it..."

Some powerful cultivators from the Immortal Court were inwardly shaken.

Strictly speaking, Yuan Che's bloodline is absolutely stronger than that of Huang Nie Dao, Long Xuan Yi, Xiao Shi Huang and others.

They are the Immortal Ancient Emperors, Dragon Soaring Ancient Emperors, and direct descendants of Emperor Shi.

These powerhouses, although within the Emperor Realm, all have resounding reputations and their strength even surpasses that of ordinary emperors.

But compared to mythological figures like the Eastern Hua Emperor, there isn't much comparison.

While Yuan Che is the direct daughter of the Eastern Hua Emperor, her bloodline power is self-evident.

In theory, she could have easily become an emperor with her bloodline's power.

But because of the original sin, the Emperor's bloodline power could not be exerted.

Even so, Yuanche holds extraordinary significance for Xianting.

So at this moment, all those in the Immortal Court are holding their breath in anticipation.

Jun Xiaoyao also cast his gaze.

Although his duel with Emperor Haotian was awe-inspiring.

But now, the real game has just begun.

After all, what Jun Xiaoyao wants to do is thoroughly destroy Di Haotian's plan and shatter his ambition.

Under the watchful eyes of many.

Within the Nao Qiong Hua Palace, blossoms of unparalleled beauty unfolded.

In the endless splendor, a crystal altar suddenly rose from the Qiong Hua Palace.

Upon the altar, there lies a bed of celestial cold jade.

On a bed of cold jade, lay a beauty of unparalleled elegance. Her delicate features were captivating, radiating an aura of timeless grace.

Her beauty was so radiant that even the sun and moon paled in comparison, overshadowed by her magnificence.

All things in the world, all beauty, seem to be merely her backdrop.

That noble bloodline of the emperor, even more so, suppressed the entire audience.

This is a bloodline suppression, unrelated to strength.

Even some deities and Daoist venerables, upon sensing this surge of bloodline pressure, couldn't help but change color.

Fortunately, their cultivation levels are not insignificant, so they are not utterly embarrassed.

But on the field, with millions of cultivators present, things were different.

Most of them were instantly crushed to their knees.

That's an instinct from the bloodline.

"Could that be an ancient, seed-level prodigy from the Immortal Court's slumber How can they possess such terrifying bloodline power!"

"No, it's definitely more than just dormant seeds. Even the previous Saint Sons of the Ancient Immortal Court appeared, and they didn't have such terrifying pressure."

"I heard that she seems to be the last princess of the ancient Immortal Court. She is the daughter of the last emperor of the ancient Immortal Court, Emperor Donghua!"

"Holy crap, the daughter of the Ancient Immortal Court's master"

When the news broke, a cacophony of gasps and murmurs arose, forming a wave that swept across everything.

No one knows the exact cultivation level of the Master of Ancient Immortal Court.

At the very least, it should be a mythical emperor.

And this sleeping princess, Yuan Che, possesses a mythical bloodline.

This is far more terrifying than anything like Phoenix Nirvana Dao, Long Xuan Yi, Xiaoshi Huang and other ancient emperors' descendants.

On the scene, almost all of the younger generation of cultivators knelt down.

Only those with strong cultivation could withstand this bloodline pressure.

Even Di Haotian, who had obtained the inheritance of the Heavenly Emperor, took a few steps back in the face of this bloodline pressure.

It goes without saying that in terms of bloodline, even Emperor Haohuan is inferior to Princess Yuance.

Only Yuan Che is the orthodox one.

This is also why Di Haitian went to great lengths, planning meticulously, to try and win over Yuan Che.

Only by obtaining Yuànchè could he become the legitimate heir!

...while the only one present who was completely unaffected by the pressure of Yirenche's bloodline.

Only Jun Xiaoyao is left.

He stood with his hands behind his back, not deliberately trying to resist the bloodline pressure.

Because he didn't sense the bloodline pressure at all.

As for why he couldn't sense it, it could only be said that this bloodline posed no threat to Jun Xiaoyao whatsoever.

And the mythical bloodlines posed no threat to Jun Xiaoyao at all.

It is conceivable that his bloodline was of such noble origin!

Even before, even the ultimate calamity had been shocked, its curse of misfortune could not thoroughly corrupt the Jun family bloodline.

"Is it finally time to be born"

Jun Xiaoyao had a smile on his lips.

This birth made quite a stir.

...to the astonishment of all.

Suddenly, accompanied by the powerful imperial bloodline pressure.

And a terrifying power of sin emerged.

That was a black energy, like resentment.

Filled with all sorts of resentments, curses, bloodshed, and carnage.

Like ink drops into water, spreading instantly.

This caused Yuán Chē to slightly frown, her delicate brows furrowed as if in pain.

Then, eyelashes like butterfly wings trembled lightly. Those eyes, resembling glazed crystal, slowly opened.

The last princess of Guxianting, awakens!aven's light is taken!The overwhelming celestial radiance, like a divine fire capable of incinerating all matter, collided with the pitch-black abyssal light.Instantly, the place was filled with an in...