, my name is Mi Gu. I am a disciple under the Purple Martial Saint King of Di Huang Palace."Even facing Jun Xiaoyao, his tone from ancient times remained unyielding.As his comrade, the general Lin Kun...The whole ancient city was in an uproar, with countless people discussing Jun Xiaoyao.

I'm very curious about this mysterious white-clad gentleman.

As for Kong Xiang, he arrived at the ancient city ahead of time to support Prince Yan.

He lost his life in the process.

His cousin, Kong Qianqian, will arrive on the day of the Tianxian Banquet.

As you can imagine, the real show began when the fairy feast commenced that day.

And at this moment.

In the western area of the ancient city, there is a rather exquisite courtyard.

This is the landing place of the Ice Spirit Royal Family.

Fei Qingsxue brought Jun Xiaoyao and Chun Chun to this place.

Three people entered a pavilion.

As for the several elders of the Ice Spirit Royal Family, they were wearing worried expressions and discussing something.

...while also sending a message to Bing Ling Tianzun. ...

After all, this time things got too big.

I have completely offended the Fire Rock Clan and the Black Peacock Clan.

Perhaps the Bingling Royal Family will also be implicated.

In alien lands, genocide is not uncommon.

But at this moment, inside the pavilion.

Jun Xiaoyao sat in the most honorable position.

Chun Chun sat quietly on the side.

Fei Qingxue stood there respectfully.

She knew, no matter who this young master in white was, he was someone she couldn't just approach casually.

Moreover, for Jun Xiaoyao, Fei Qingshu's heart only had infinite gratitude.

After all, not everyone would offend the Fire Rock Clan and the Black Peacock Clan for a stranger.

"Little one, go out first."

Jun Xiaoyao said faintly.

Purepure heard this and wrinkled her little nose.

Although she disliked the nickname, a soft snort escaped her nose as she backed away.

Inside the pavilion, only Lord Jun Xiaoyao and Lady Qingxue remained.

Fei Qingxue was inexplicably nervous.

Why is this young master calling others out

Could it be that, like in a fairytale, the hero saves the beauty and pledges his heart to her

But for some reason, Fei Qingxue's heart didn't feel much resistance or aversion.

This definitely isn't because the young master in white before him is handsome and strong.

Well, that's definitely not the case.

"Do you know why I saved you" Jun Xiaoyao said.

"I don't know about the snow." Fei Qingsxue lowered her head and said.

"Hehe…"

Jun Xiaoyao suddenly stood up.

A vast aura emanated outward.

The next moment, the surrounding scenery changed, and Fei Qingshuo seemed to be pulled into the depths of the vast starry sky.

A familiar aura and pressure caused Fei Qingxue's pretty face to change abruptly, carrying a deep sense of horror.

Her eyes were fixed on Jun Xiaoyao, her heart pounding!

"I, am the God of Destiny and Creation, a walking embodiment of his will among mortals, his prophet and champion."

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm, his voice booming and echoing throughout the starry sky.

That's why Jun Xiaoyao didn't directly say he was the God of Destiny and Creation.

Because God wants to be high above, mysterious and unknowable, so that people will feel awe towards him.

If God were to pull back the veil, the awe would be considerably diminished.

Therefore, Jun Xiaoyao would not directly say that he is the God of Destiny and Creation itself.

but instead made himself a mouthpiece for God.

Thus, Jun Xiaoyao's authoritative position remained unshaken.

God, still the God who is high above.

"Greetings, Divine Messenger! I am Fei Qingxue."

Fei Qingxue knelt down.

She finally understood why this young man in white had saved her.

He was originally a messenger of the gods of Fate and Creation, and he sensed her suffering, so he came to help her.

This only strengthened Feiqingshu's faith in her heart.

"You need not be nervous, simply call me Mister. As long as you devoutly believe in Fate and the Creator God, He will favor his followers."

Jun Xiaoyao gave a faint smile, his expression serene.

"Of course, Qingsxue is an eternal devotee of the Fate and Creation God, willing to dedicate everything to him." Qingsxue said with a devout expression.

"Well, I also know the situation of your Ice Spirit Royal Family, it's indeed not good, but it's okay, God will protect you."

"Next, you can bestow the Demonic Heart Seed of Heavenly Dao upon other members of your clan. Let them cultivate it, and your entire clan will silently grow stronger."

"Afterward, wait for my command and then transmit the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Technique to other royal families within the clan." Jun Xiaoyao said.

He finally spoke his purpose.

Jun Xiao Yao is now laying the groundwork and planning step by step.

On the side of the weakest slave race, there's the pawn Tuoba Yu.

As for the royal families, Jun Xiaoyao couldn't penetrate those powerful ones in a short period of time.

This fallen Ice Spirit royal family is just the perfect pawn.

They are also the most eager to become stronger.

Where there's a will, there's a way.

Before conquering the Bingling Royal Clan, he controlled it first, then gradually infiltrated other royal clans.

Of course, this is not something that can be achieved overnight.

Even infiltrating the Bing Ling royal family requires a step-by-step approach.

After all, the Bingling royal family also has powerful figures like the Bingling Heavenly Venerable.

Jun Xiaoyao pondered, even a fallen Ice Spirit royal family provided more faith power than dozens or hundreds of slave races.

Of course, the slave race can spread beliefs quickly, in speed and scale far exceeding that of the royal family.

"Qingsxue obeys Your Lordship's orders." Fei Qingsxue bowed.

The next moment, the heavens and earth shifted, and they were back in their original pavilion.

Before Qiang Xue, there was nervousness and shyness in her heart.

Even some hazy daydreams.

But now, she holds absolute reverence and admiration for Jun Xiaoyao.

After all, he is the messenger of the God of Fate and Creation, a representative of the divine walking among mortals!

"Well, now we just wait for the Fairy Feast to begin."

Furthermore, let your clan elders rest assured, I won't ignore the trouble with the Huo Yan Wang Clan and the Hei Kong Que Wang Clan. Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Thank you, sir!"

Fei Qingxue's pretty face flushed, revealing a hint of excitement.

What she worried about most was whether these two royal families would retaliate against the Ice Spirit Royal Family.

Now that Jun Xiaoyao is here, what is she afraid of

In the small courtyard, several elders of the Ice Spirit Royal Family were quite flustered.

After all, this matter was still caused by Fei Qingxue.

Their Ice Spirit royal family cannot escape responsibility.

"There is no need for the elders to worry," Fei Qingxue walked over.

"Miss Qingxue, that young master's identity is..." An elder had a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

They are not seeking immortality as descendants of the Immortal Emperor Clan.

Only if someone from the imperial clan is involved, could this crisis be resolved.

Fei Qingxue faintly shook her head and said, "Don't worry about this, esteemed elders. Everything will become clear at the Celestial Fairy Banquet."

Upon hearing Fei Qingxue's words, the faces of several elders remained etched with worry.

They can only hope for a miracle.

Fei Qingxue saw several elders with worried faces, secretly finding it a little amusing.

"You have no idea, sir, of his origins, nor the immense and powerful being who stands behind him."Jun Xiaoyao, bidding farewell to everyone for a while, came to a hall deep within Zhenmo Pass.A solitary figure sat within the palace.Stout and majestic, rivaling the sun and moon in size.The aura was...