The being before them resembled a human, but it had a pair of decayed wings sprouting from its back.

A thick aura of death surrounded it, accompanied by the stench of rotting flesh, which was somewhat nauseating.

However, since they were all beings of the burial soil, they felt no discomfort.

They looked at this being, their faces showing astonishment.

"It's Que Tian, he is the young supreme follower of the Fallen Feather Clan."

"Indeed, it's Que Tian; he has come to compete for the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit."

"What's there to compete for? He can definitely overpower everyone."

Seeing this being named Que Tian, the young experts from the Iron Bone Clan and the Blue Ghost Clan all had unsightly expressions.

This Que Tian had a significant background.

"This time, I originally came just for the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit, but I didn't expect to encounter an outsider. The young master will definitely enjoy such blood food," Que Tian said coldly.

Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow but did not get angry.

In his eyes, Que Tian was already a dead man.

"He is…" Jun Xiaoyao looked at the nearby Cangyue.

Cangyue's expression turned grim as she said, "His name is Que Tian, his true form is a Corrupted Bone Sparrow, and his strength ranks among the top five of the younger generation in the Yinming Domain."

"That's not the most important part; the most important thing is that he is a young king of the Fallen Feather Clan, a follower of the Fallen Feather Saint Son."

Upon hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained calm as he asked, "Is the Fallen Feather Saint Son very strong?"

"Very strong, one of the Ten Young Kings," Cangyue replied with a serious tone.

"The Ten Young Kings?" Jun Xiaoyao heard a new piece of information.

Cangyue explained, "The so-called Ten Young Kings are the ten most outstanding young kings among the ten domains of the burial soil, and the Fallen Feather Saint Son is a young king of our Yinming Domain."

"For many years, numerous prodigies have attempted to challenge the Fallen Feather Saint Son's kingship, but they all ended up defeated and in a miserable state. His kingship is unshakeable."

Cangyue's brief explanation was enough to indicate how powerful this Fallen Feather Saint Son was.

He was undoubtedly at the pinnacle of the younger generation in the ancient burial soil.

In the outside world, he was among the top-tier immortal successors.

"Moreover, besides that, the Fallen Feather Clan behind him is also very powerful. The Fallen Feather Clan's Burial Emperor is also the domain lord of our Yinming Domain."

After this explanation, Jun Xiaoyao understood.

In simple terms, the Fallen Feather Clan was the emperor of the Yinming Domain.

Any member of the Fallen Feather Clan could walk freely in the Yinming Domain without anyone daring to provoke them.

And this Que Tian, although not a member of the Fallen Feather Clan, was a follower of the Fallen Feather Saint Son.

No wonder Cangyue showed such a grim and desperate expression.

"Sister…" Cangxue's face turned even paler.

It was evident that with Que Tian participating, the chances of others obtaining the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit had greatly diminished.

"It's okay, we still have Brother Gu Chi; he is also one of the top ten prodigies in the Yinming Domain," Cangyue comforted.

At this moment, Gu Chi's expression was very unnatural.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes.

If he had known Que Tian would come, he definitely wouldn't have shown up.

"Gu Chi, you defeated loser, how dare you come here to embarrass yourself?" Que Tian turned his gaze to Gu Chi.

To him, Jun Xiaoyao was already a sure win; he could harvest him anytime.

"Que Tian, don't speak so harshly," Gu Chi retorted, but it was clear he lacked confidence.

Cangyue's heart also sank.

Que Tian had no interest in Gu Chi; he looked at Jun Xiaoyao, contemplating whether he should suppress him first.

At that moment, deep within the basin, the Yin and Yang energies surged and flowed, creating a wave of fluctuations.

"Forget it, complete the young master's task, seize the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit first, then deal with this outsider," Que Tian thought.

The other beings from the Iron Bone Clan and the Blue Ghost Clan shared the same thought.

The Yin-Yang Divine Fruit was the most important.

"The competition for the divine fruit has begun," an elder from the Cang family said.

"Brother Gu Chi, I'm counting on you," Cangyue said.

This time, entering the Yin-Yang Soul Pool were Cangyue, Jun Xiaoyao, and Gu Chi.

As for Cangxue, her health was poor, so she couldn't participate in the competition and could only wait outside.

If she couldn't obtain the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit this time, she wouldn't have another chance.

Since Cangyue didn't know Jun Xiaoyao's true strength, she didn't place her bets on him.

But she was aware of Gu Chi's strength; even facing Que Tian, he had the qualifications to resist.

"I'll… do my best," Gu Chi said, somewhat lacking in confidence.

Compared to his earlier certainty, Gu Chi now felt very uneasy.

Jun Xiaoyao and the others moved forward, stepping into the pool.

Cangxue and the others watched from outside.

The young experts from the Iron Bone Clan and the Blue Ghost Clan also set off.

Gong Minglan and Que Tian also took action.

Deep within the basin, there was a water pool with a diameter of a thousand feet.

The entire pool was divided into two distinct areas of black and white, resembling the Taiji symbol.

In the center of these two areas stood a divine tree towering a hundred feet high.

It was the Yin-Yang Divine Tree.

At this moment, on the Yin-Yang Divine Tree, fruits swirling with Yin and Yang energies hung from the branches.

These fruits were half black and half white, looking quite peculiar, and roughly counted, there were about a dozen of them.

Outside the Yin-Yang Soul Pool, figures began to appear.

Those burial soil prodigies, upon seeing the Yin-Yang Divine Fruits on the tree, all had gleams of excitement in their eyes.

The Yin-Yang Divine Fruit possessed the incredible ability to transform life and death.

For the beings of the burial soil, this was an irresistible temptation.

"The Ten Kings Feast is about to begin. The young master needs to rely on the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit to undergo another transformation and reach a higher level. We must bring all the Yin-Yang Divine Fruits back," Que Tian thought.

His young master, the Fallen Feather Saint Son, although ranked first among prodigies in the Yinming Domain, was not particularly outstanding among the Ten Young Kings and had not made it into the top five.

This Ten Kings Feast was extremely important to the Fallen Feather Saint Son, and he wanted to improve his ranking.

Thus, the Yin-Yang Divine Fruits became even more crucial.

On the other side, the young prodigies from the Iron Bone Clan and the Blue Ghost Clan also arrived at the edge of the Yin-Yang Soul Pool.

However, they did not rashly enter, as the Yin-Yang Soul Pool was not that simple.

Jun Xiaoyao and the others also arrived.

Looking at the Yin-Yang Divine Fruits on the tree, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flickered.

The Yin-Yang Divine Fruits were indeed extraordinary; although they were not immortal pills, they were not far off.

Especially the special effects of the Yin-Yang Divine Fruits, which even some immortal pills could not compare to.

"Let's make our move," Jun Xiaoyao said without hesitation, stepping forward.

He moved quickly, instantly darting into the Yin-Yang Soul Pool.

"Wait, Young Master!" Cangyue's expression changed.

Before she could finish her words, Jun Xiaoyao had already rushed out.

At that moment, within the Yin-Yang Soul Pool, it was as if it had boiled over.

With a loud crash, a terrifying beast with nine heads emerged.

This beast was covered in scales, had nine heads, and resembled both a snake and a dragon, looking extremely fierce and terrifying.

Moreover, the colors of its nine heads were all different.

"This is… the ancient fierce beast, Jiu Ying?" Jun Xiaoyao looked at the beast before him, his eyes flashing.

"No, it's not pureblood; it only possesses a trace of Jiu Ying's bloodline," Jun Xiaoyao thought.

The true ancient fierce beast Jiu Ying could battle true dragons, a formidable creature.

The beast before him only had a trace of Jiu Ying's bloodline at most.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao still standing there, the surrounding burial soil beings all sneered.

"Is this outsider scared silly?"

"Yeah, doesn't he wonder why we don't just rush in?"

These burial soil beings thought Jun Xiaoyao was incredibly reckless.

"What a joke," Gu Chi also sneered.

Only Cangyue and the onlookers like Cangxue changed their expressions.

"Get out of the way!" Cangyue shouted loudly.

However, it was already too late.

The beast resembling Jiu Ying opened all nine of its heads.

Flames, icy water, poisonous gas, and demonic thunder, various energies erupted from its nine heads.

The area where Jun Xiaoyao stood was instantly engulfed by terrifying energies.

Seeing this scene, the burial soil beings present all shook their heads.

Such an attack, even the Fallen Feather Saint Son would probably shed a layer of skin.

Let alone a mere outsider.

They believed Jun Xiaoyao was definitely doomed.

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