The mere thought of such a possibility sent a slight ripple through Jun Xiaoyao's mind.

After collecting the remains of the Ancient Sacred Body, everything could be considered a complete success.

This time, upon entering Pan Wuling, Jun Xiaoyao signed in and obtained the Pan Emperor's Temporal Sword, acquired the Fallen Sacred Body of the Sage realm, and gained insights into the Sacred Body from the Pan Wu Emperor.

In summary, he left with a full bounty, making the trip worthwhile.

Afterward, Jun Xiaoyao left the ancient hall and soared toward the outside of Pan Wuling.

He had no interest in the other opportunities within Pan Wuling, as there were no resources like celestial origins here.

Thus, Jun Xiaoyao felt no attachment and departed directly.

Outside, many people were still discussing the various events that had transpired earlier.

Especially Jun Xiaoyao's performance, which was astonishing to the extreme.

The Pan Wu Divine Lord and others, however, wore dark expressions.

This time, the Pan Wu Divine Dynasty had suffered a tremendous embarrassment.

They would likely be mocked by various forces in the Celestial Domain for a long time to come.

At that moment, at the entrance of Pan Wuling, a beam of light descended, and a figure clad in immaculate white emerged—none other than Jun Xiaoyao.

"Eh, is that the Jun family's Divine Son?"

"How did he come out so quickly?"

Many were taken aback upon seeing Jun Xiaoyao appear.

They had thought he would at least stay inside for several days and nights.

"Could it be that the Jun family's Divine Son failed the trial and was forced out?" some speculated.

The Pan Wu Divine Lord smirked coldly, "Jun Xiaoyao, how did you come out so quickly? There were plenty of opportunities inside Pan Wuling."

His words were a blatant mockery.

"Heh, the harvest was decent, enough for me," Jun Xiaoyao replied nonchalantly.

He was in a good mood, having gained a lot.

"Hmm?"

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao smile, the Pan Wu Divine Lord felt a jolt of unease in his heart.

Then, amidst the strange expressions of the crowd, he swiftly entered Pan Wuling.

Soon after, everyone heard the Pan Wu Divine Lord's furious roar.

"My goodness, what on earth did the Jun family's Divine Son take from Pan Wuling?"

"Indeed, from the Pan Wu Divine Lord's roar, it sounds like his heart is bleeding..."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

The value of the Ancient Sacred Body needed no elaboration.

Even the Fallen Sacred Body was priceless, not to mention that there might be a chance for restoration in the future.

With the Fallen Sacred Body in hand, the Pan Wu Divine Lord would surely be furious enough to spit blood.

At the exit of the ancient monument, the Pan Wu Divine Lord appeared, his face dark as thunder.

Jun Zhantian stepped forward and said, "Pan Wu Divine Lord, whoever obtains this opportunity keeps it; you cannot go back on your word."

The Pan Wu Divine Lord panted heavily, finally taking a deep breath and turning away, saying, "Leave, and do not let this Emperor see you again."

The Pan Wu Divine Lord was genuinely afraid of Jun Xiaoyao, this formidable figure.

"Ah, I still wanted to stay in the Divine Dynasty for a few more days to enjoy the scenery; there's no need for the Pan Wu Divine Lord to rush to issue an eviction order," Jun Xiaoyao said with a calm smile.

The Pan Wu Divine Lord's back trembled slightly, then he coldly waved his hand, "The banquet is over; everyone disperse!"

With that, his figure blurred and he vanished from sight.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Could the Pan Wu Divine Lord really hide?

Watching the Pan Wu Divine Lord leave, many cultivators from surrounding forces couldn't help but click their tongues in admiration.

To make the ruler of the Undying Divine Dynasty so furious was quite an achievement for Jun Xiaoyao.

The banquet of the Pan Wu Divine Dynasty ended in this unexpected manner.

No one had anticipated that the banquet for the Divine Dynasty's princess to choose a consort would ultimately become a stage solely for Jun Xiaoyao.

At first, everyone thought this would be the opportunity for the Champion Marquis to shine.

Previously, when Jun Xiaoyao had not accepted the challenge, many had tried to tarnish his reputation.

Yet now, with a mere wave of his hand, Jun Xiaoyao easily suppressed Yang Pan and the other four top talents.

All the rumors fell apart without any need for a rebuttal.

After the banquet concluded, the major forces began to return.

It was easy to imagine that this news would spread throughout the entire Archaic Celestial Domain in just a few days.

"Xuan Yi, are we really just going to leave like this?" Feng Qingling's expression was quite grim.

When they emerged, they were ambitious, hoping to defeat Jun Xiaoyao and make a name for themselves.

The ancestor of the Wan Phoenix Spirit Mountain was also looking forward to their performance, urging them not to tarnish the mountain's reputation.

Yet now, Feng Qingling had been ruthlessly beaten by Jun Xiaoyao from the start, and even when Huang Xuan Yi teamed up with the other three, they still couldn't match Jun Xiaoyao.

They had truly embarrassed themselves.

Many gazes directed at them were tinged with mockery.

"Now people are saying that our Wan Phoenix Spirit Mountain is not much better than the Ancestral Dragon Nest," Feng Qingling said irritably.

"What can we do? That Jun family's Divine Son is indeed powerful enough to instill fear; it seems only the Phoenix Prince and Phoenix Maiden can emerge to deal with Jun Xiaoyao," Huang Xuan Yi replied helplessly.

"The Phoenix Prince and Phoenix Maiden need to emerge?" Feng Qingling gasped, her beautiful eyes wide with surprise.

The Phoenix Prince and Phoenix Maiden were the two most extraordinary talents of the Wan Phoenix Spirit Mountain in this generation.

One possessed the True Phoenix bloodline, while the other bore the Ancestral Phoenix bloodline, their bloodline powers immensely strong, and their cultivation terrifyingly exceptional.

Some even compared the Phoenix Prince and Phoenix Maiden of the Wan Phoenix Spirit Mountain to Long Ao Tian of the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

"Of course, even if they both emerge to face Jun Xiaoyao, the outcome could still be fifty-fifty," Huang Xuan Yi estimated.

Feng Qingling shook her head in despair; this outing had dealt her a significant blow.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Ye Xingyun's eyes were also extremely cold.

He hadn't expected that even with four people teaming up, they still couldn't match Jun Xiaoyao.

"It seems I must find that remaining star palace secret treasure; it belongs solely to me. As long as I can obtain it, my strength will soar, and at that time, Jun Xiaoyao will only be left behind," Ye Xingyun thought darkly.

Over at the Northern Earth Wang family, Wang Gang's expression was also not good.

Aside from his brother Wang Teng, Wang Gang considered himself not inferior to anyone, yet he had been beaten so badly.

"Hmph, what of the Jun family's Divine Son? He still can't compare to my brother, the Young Emperor of the Wang family," Wang Gang snorted coldly.

He couldn't match Jun Xiaoyao himself, so he could only compare him to his brother.

Finally, there was the most embarrassing one, Yang Pan.

After all, he was the one who had personally challenged Jun Xiaoyao and had boasted that Jun Xiaoyao wouldn't dare to accept.

Now, reality felt like a series of slaps, harshly striking his face.

Yang Pan could even feel countless mocking gazes directed at him from all around.

"Damn it..." Yang Pan clenched his fists, his knuckles turning pale.

"I must find more opportunities to improve myself, and most importantly, quickly locate the other two swords."

"Only when the Three Swords of the Pan Emperor are united can I kill this Jun Xiaoyao!"

Yang Pan's eyes glowed red, like a snake ready to strike.

Jealousy, rage, and resentment swirled within him.

As long as Jun Xiaoyao was alive, he could not quell the anger in his heart!

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