then stripped of his priesthood.And that's still a good thing.But the ancestor of the Holy Spirit, if he were to be besieged like this and continue to get injured...Don't even talk about losing his Hi...Lu Renjia's words caused the entire Bao Que to fall silent.

Even the wealthy man, who was known for his ample fortune, was taken aback. He instinctively asked, "What is he talking about"

"It seems to be... five seals of the Dao..."

Some prodigies had hoarse voices and swallowed nervously.

After a brief moment of stillness, came a roar that shattered the heavens.

"My god, the Seal of Proving Dao, isn't this what I've been dreaming of"

"If I could merge a few Dao Seals, I would have been on the Giant List long ago!"

"By the way, I heard that the Divine Son of the Jun family indeed has many marks of enlightenment. He doesn't use them himself and gives them away to people around him like cabbages."

Wow, it's incredibly luxurious!

I give up!

A cacophony of shouts, exclamations, and gasps filled the air.

Even Elder Wanzu, a seasoned veteran from the All-Races Merchant Alliance, was slightly taken aback after hearing this. He then shook his head with a wry smile and said,

"This young man, he has no chivalry, how can others compete"

"I'm defeated. For the first time, I've been outmatched financially by someone else..." Qian Duo sat heavily in his chair.

Not even countless Immortal Essences are as rare and precious as the Dao Seal.

"That's the mark of enlightenment! If I could just get it…" Hu Qingqing continued to grit her teeth, her heart filled with envy and hatred.

It was Tian Nu Yuan who struck first, pulling Jun Xiaoyao to her side.

The worst part is, Jun Xiaoyao didn't seem to have any feelings for her at all.

Although she was a little flirtatious and a little wild, she was also a stunning beauty. Why did Jun Xiaoyao look down on her and humiliate her

Hu Qingqing seemed like a woman wronged by her husband, full of resentment.

As expected, Jun Xiaoyao successfully obtained a piece of the Xian Dan.

With this, Jun Xiaoyao could condense fairy qi once again in a short period of time.

"My friends, there is just one last treasure." Elder Wang, the Saint, said, his voice laced with hesitation.

He looked up at the VIP boxes on the second floor with some hesitation, but gritted his teeth and pulled it out anyway.

That was a transparent bottle, within which five or six drops of bright red blood tinged with gold were dancing.

These vital essences, incompatible with each other, were like blood rubies coated in gold foil, dazzlingly brilliant.

Even separated by the bottle, all the talented individuals present could sense the immense power contained within.

For a moment, all noise ceased.

If this were ordinary times, the appearance of ancient saint body essence blood would definitely cause a frenzy, with countless people vying for it.

Because the blood of the ancient sacred body is too precious, if it were refined into the body.

Although it can't directly transform into the Ancient Sacred Body, it can still wash the marrow and refine the physique, making the flesh unparalleled.

Even if refined excessively, it can manifest some of the power of the ancient sacred body.

Before, Jun Xiaoyao was using the essence blood of the ancient holy body to nourish Jiang Shengyi's delicate physique.

Not only did it help her injuries heal, but it also cured her inner wounds.

This further enhanced her physical constitution, making up for the shortcomings of her innate Daoist physique.

It can be said that the ancient sacred body is indeed Tang monk meat.

But now, the blood of the ancient sacred body is right before our eyes, yet no one dares to be the first to bid. Why

Because there was a living, breathing ancient saintly body present, and it was one that everyone dared not provoke!

In the VIP lounge.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were cold.

His blood, within his veins, simmered with a hidden heat.

This is the reaction caused by encountering a bloodline of the same origin.

Of course, those few drops of ancient sacred blood and Jun Xiaoyao's ancient sacred blood were not comparable at all.

Jun Xiaoyao is a descendant of the ancient sacred body who broke through ten shackles, born without any constraints.

And the owner of that ancient holy body's essence blood was clearly far from Jun Xiaoyao's level, and might even find it difficult to cultivate.

"This ancient saint's blood essence..." On the stage, Elder Saint Wang just wanted to say something.

The second-floor private room was pushed open, Jun Xiaoyao walked down with his hands behind his back.

A powerful aura of righteous indignation filled the entire room.

"Divine Son, this…" Elder Saint King Wang hesitated.

"Get out of the way!"

Jun Xiaoyao said coldly, directly taking the bottle in his hand.

In an instant, the few drops of ancient sacred blood within the bottle reacted, surging violently and rubbing against Jun Xiaoyao's palm as it clung to the bottle.

It feels like I've met the king of the Sacred Body lineage!

Jun Xiaoyao closed his eyes slightly, as if he saw in the depths of the ancient road, an ancient and desolate ancient star.

The dilapidated palace, the crumbling archway, seem to tell of its former glory.

"Ancient Holy Temple..."

For some reason, Jun Xiaoyao uttered four words from his mouth.

He suddenly remembered, before he went down to the mortal realm, Jun Xiaoyao wanted to create his own Dao.

Divine retribution descended, but it was the fallen holy body that protected him.

Before the Fall of the Holy Body was obliterated, it had said to Jun Xiaoyao.

The Eucharist, it all rests on him.

Remember, go to the Ancient Sacred Temple.

Back then, Jun Xiaoyao didn't understand the meaning behind the Fallen Saint Body's words, nor did he know where the Ancient Saint Hall was located.

Looking back now, Jun Xiaoyao finally understood.

Unexpectedly, at that time, the Fallen Sacred Body knew that Jun Xiaoyao would one day step onto the ultimate ancient road and go to the Sacred Body Ancient Star.

"The Son..." Beside him, Elder Saint King showed a look of embarrassment.

Jun Xiaoyao opened his eyes, his gaze piercing and cold. He said icily, "Where is the person who made this blood pact"

"I'm sorry, Divine Child, this trading alliance has rules, and we can't say." Elder Saint King said with great difficulty.

"You can't say that, are you sure" Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward, golden qi and blood surging.

Like a golden god king has arrived.

> For he was a venerated elder of the Shangmeng, a being who reached the realm of a sage king, and there was a suffocating aura about him.

"What exactly is the true power of the Divine Son" The Elder of the Merchant League was startled.

How can it be that Jun Xiaoyao appears more powerful than the Sage King

Just then, Jun Xiaoyao seemed to have detected something, a cold arc curving at the corner of his mouth.

"Want to run"

Jun Xiaoyao's figure directly broke through the dome of Baoque, coming to the void.

In the distant reaches, a figure, riding a starry vessel, was in a hurry, trying to flee from the ancient star of Shangqiu.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, his magical power condensing into a spear of the God of War, blasting towards that starry flying boat.

The void was rent asunder, emitting a piercing shriek!

Boom!

The flying vessel exploded, showering the sky with sparks!

Jun Xiaoyao intentionally left some strength, not taking the person's life directly, but wanting to ask something out of them.

He reached out his hand into the void, the rune law imprint directly grasping the pathetic figure.

"Spare me, divine child, spare my life! I have nothing to do with this!"

There was a young man, caught by the iron grip of law, weeping and begging for mercy.

Had he known Jun Xiaoyao would come to the trade fair, he wouldn't have taken this job no matter what.

"It's none of your business" Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

"I'm just doing what I was asked to do, trading and auctioning off this blood. Where it came from, I have no idea." The young man was terrified, tears streaming down his face.

Jun Xiaoyao also understood, he was nothing more than a blood donor cannon fodder.

"Who was entrusted to you" Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

"The Overlord Star, the Cang Family..." the young man stammered.

A hint of gloom flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

It seems his opponent is not only the Overlord, but also the forces of the Overarching Body lineage.

And what of that ancient holy temple Has it fallen into ruin

Otherwise, how could the tyrannical families run amok

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao had many questions in his mind, many mysteries waiting for him to unravel.

He casually squeezed, and with a bang, the young man's body burst into blood mist, leaving not even a trace.

"Báxīng... Cāngjiā…" Jūn Xiāoyao murmured.

His profound eyes, as if a ancient star were burning within them! this paradise.A beautiful figure sat cross-legged.A long dress of plain white.Her figure is as graceful as willow.Her long hair, as smooth as satin, was styled up with a jade hairpin, making her appe...