The Fallen Feather Clan holds a significant position in the Nether Realm, which goes without saying.

They are the local emperors of the Nether Realm.

The Burial Emperor of the Fallen Feather Clan is the domain lord of the Nether Realm, a ruler high above all.

It can be said that almost no force in the Nether Realm dares to provoke the Fallen Feather Clan.

Yet, Jun Xiaoyao did just that.

Moreover, he is not a force but merely an individual.

In fact, he is not even a native of the Burial Land but an outsider.

Jun Xiaoyao's attitude gives the Burial Land beings the impression of an ant walking into the territory of a giant dragon, demanding the dragon to come and die.

This is simply unbelievable.

"This outsider from the human race is either insane or has immense confidence."

"Confidence? What confidence could he possibly have? Even if he is a descendant of an immortal force, so what? He is still comparable to the Fallen Feather Clan, but now he is on their territory."

The Burial Land beings around Bai Wang City were engaged in heated discussions.

However, the only consensus was that Jun Xiaoyao is undoubtedly a top talent from the outside world, possibly here to stir trouble in the Burial Land.

As for how strong Jun Xiaoyao truly is, no one had a clear idea.

"Do you think he can match the Holy Son of the Fallen Feather Clan?"

"Unclear, but he should at least be able to contend with the Holy Son of the Fallen Feather Clan."

Jun Xiaoyao glanced around, and those Burial Land beings who met his gaze instinctively looked away.

Unknowingly, Jun Xiaoyao seemed to have begun establishing his own prestige.

"Could it be that after being invincible among the younger generation in the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain, I will also sweep through the Burial Land? That would be too boring," Jun Xiaoyao suddenly thought.

He was starting to dislike the feeling of being invincible.

Being invincible is truly lonely.

He needed some real opponents to pique his interest.

The reason Jun Xiaoyao came to the Burial Land, aside from helping Jiang Daoxu find the Nine Marvels Rebirth Immortal Grass, was also to witness the strength of the Burial Land's talents.

From the looks of it, he was somewhat disappointed.

Aside from having a slightly higher realm than the talents of the Immortal Domain, there wasn't much difference.

"Fallen Feather Holy Son, I hope you can bring me some fun," Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

"Young master is truly too handsome. Sister, what should I do if Xiaoxue seems to like the young master a bit?"

Below, Cang Xue looked up with her little head, gazing at Jun Xiaoyao standing in the sky, her eyes filled with wonder and stars.

Jun Xiaoyao's appearance is top-notch, his origins mysterious, his strength formidable, and he even gifted her three Yin-Yang Divine Fruits, saving her life.

He is simply the template of a domineering CEO combined with a prince charming; what girl wouldn't fall in love?

"Not just you, but everyone likes him," Cang Yue sighed bitterly, her eyes also revealing a hint of admiration.

"Sister, Xiaoxue doesn't mind sharing with you. How about we serve the young master together?" Cang Xue said astonishingly.

"Ah, that's not our issue; it's simply impossible," Cang Yue patted Cang Xue's head.

She saw things a bit deeper than Cang Xue.

A top talent like Jun Xiaoyao must have an astonishing background and an extraordinary identity.

How could they, as sisters, ever hope to possess him?

Moreover, they are still beings of the Burial Land, making it even less likely for Jun Xiaoyao to take notice of them.

From beginning to end, they were merely bystanders.

Hearing Cang Yue's sigh, Cang Xue felt a bit disheartened.

Compared to them, the head of the Cang family and others were even more worried about what to do if the Fallen Feather Clan attacked.

"Cang family head, your choice is very wise," Jun Xiaoyao said, his gaze deep as he looked at the Cang family head.

The Cang family head's heart skipped a beat, feeling as if this human youth had seen through him.

"This boy had long anticipated that our Cang family might capture him to offer to the Fallen Feather Clan, yet he still shows no concern. He truly has confidence," the Cang family head thought.

He now lamented how wise the ancestor's choice had been.

Jun Xiaoyao had indeed foreseen that the Cang family might act against him out of fear of the Fallen Feather Clan.

If such a thing were to happen, Jun Xiaoyao would naturally not hold back.

However, what surprised Jun Xiaoyao was that the Cang family actually refrained from taking action against him.

"It seems the Cang family has some wise individuals," Jun Xiaoyao thought.

The Cang family head's face was slightly awkward, as their previous thoughts had been seen through by Jun Xiaoyao.

However, the Cang family head still advised, "Young friend, you must think this through. You are facing the Fallen Feather Clan. Your backing may be strong, but this is the Burial Land."

The implication of the Cang family head's words was clear.

Even if Jun Xiaoyao's backing was strong, the heavens are high and the emperor is far away; his hand cannot reach the ancient Burial Land.

"There's no need for the family head to worry; it won't implicate the Cang family," Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.

"Young friend, what are you saying?" The Cang family head smiled awkwardly.

Afterward, Jun Xiaoyao returned to his residence, waiting for the arrival of the Fallen Feather Holy Son.

Meanwhile, the panicked Snake Princess had returned to the Fallen Feather Clan's location.

The Fallen Feather Clan's stronghold is situated in the very center of the Nether Realm, with its influence radiating throughout the entire Nether Realm.

At this moment, within the Fallen Feather Clan's stronghold, there was a mountain range shrouded in black mist.

In the mountains, a figure sat cross-legged atop endless bones, using the resentment of the dead as nourishment for cultivation.

This was a young man with a handsome appearance and pale skin.

He wore a black feather robe, with a pair of gray wings on his back, exuding an aura of death.

This young man was the strongest talent of the Fallen Feather Clan, one of the Ten Young Kings, the Fallen Feather Holy Son!

"The Ten Kings Feast is about to begin. I must obtain the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit to transform my death energy into vitality."

"Princess Lang Huan of the Shura Demon Kingdom, I must conquer you!" The eyes of the Fallen Feather Holy Son radiated an aggressive possessiveness.

The Shura Demon Kingdom is a top-tier force in the Burial Land, not weaker than the Fallen Feather Clan, located in the Shura Domain.

Princess Lang Huan is the strongest beauty of the Shura Demon Kingdom and one of the most beautiful women in the entire ancient Burial Land's Ten Domains.

Not only that, but her strength is also terrifying, ranking second among the Ten Young Kings, second only to the one from the Underworld Palace, a remnant ancient tyrant that crawled out of the abyss.

Just thinking about that remnant ancient tyrant made a rare hint of fear appear in the eyes of the Fallen Feather Holy Son.

"That ancient remnant tyrant is truly abnormally strong. It is said that his strength can rival the top physiques of the human race, the Ancient Sacred Body," the Fallen Feather Holy Son murmured.

The Cang Tian Tyrant Body and the Ancient Sacred Body have been opposed since ancient times, with people always wanting to compare their strengths.

Although the one from the Underworld Palace is a remnant, his strength is still incredibly formidable, firmly occupying the first position among the Ten Young Kings.

The Fallen Feather Holy Son certainly did not intend to challenge that ancient tyrant.

He just wanted to catch up to Princess Lang Huan of the Demon Kingdom.

Just as the Fallen Feather Holy Son was lost in thought, a panicked figure rushed in from the distance, which was none other than the fleeing Snake Princess.

"Master, it's bad!" The Snake Princess's face was pale, trembling as if she had seen some great horror, her pupils still reflecting panic.

"Why did you come back alone? What about the Black Wing Demon Leopard and the others? Where is that blind outsider?" The Fallen Feather Holy Son frowned slightly.

"They're all dead, and... that outsider, he... he..." The Snake Princess spoke hesitantly.

"What did he say?" The Fallen Feather Holy Son raised an eyebrow, not expecting the other two followers to fall.

"He told you to kneel before him and wait to be killed," the Snake Princess trembled, shrinking back.

As soon as the words fell, the Fallen Feather Holy Son's aura erupted, his wings unfurling, stirring up a tremendous storm.

"That human is seeking death!" the Fallen Feather Holy Son said coldly.

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