At first, when Lang Huan heard the news, she thought it was the Fallen Feather Saint Son who was blind and had provoked several other kings stronger than him.

However, now Qin Xian'er actually said that he was killed by a human from the outside world.

Moreover, the most important thing is that this outsider was all alone.

Yet, he made the entire Fallen Feather Clan too afraid to retaliate, even forcing them to swallow their pride and apologize.

This was quite something.

Lang Huan stood up in surprise, her tall figure fully revealed.

Her purple skirt was split, exposing her long, ivory-like, crystal-clear legs.

Qin Xian'er glanced at Lang Huan's long, beautiful legs, her pretty face slightly flushed as she lowered her head.

Lang Huan didn't notice that she was currently pondering this news.

It felt too unbelievable.

"Are there any other details?" Lang Huan asked.

Though she was a woman, her insight and capabilities were not inferior to those of men.

In a way, she was similar to Princess Long Ji, both belonging to the category of strong women.

Lang Huan vaguely sensed that this outsider might bring unprecedented changes to the Eternal Burial Ground.

"I heard that the outsider's surname is Jun, and he seems to be quite good-looking," Qin Xian'er said.

"Surname Jun... could it be that coincidental?" Lang Huan's eyes flickered slightly.

She naturally knew about the incident from over a decade ago.

If the surname Jun was just a coincidence, then why was the Fallen Feather Clan so wary?

"Could it be true that people from that clan have come to the Burial Ground again?" Lang Huan murmured to herself.

Considering the attitude of the Fallen Feather Clan, it was possible that this outsider with the surname Jun was from the Jun family that caused a ruckus in the Burial Ground back then.

"No wonder the Fallen Feather Clan is so timid," Lang Huan sighed lightly.

If the Shura Demon Kingdom encountered such a situation, it would also be difficult to handle and very tricky.

"You said that the Jun family's prodigy is very handsome?" Lang Huan's eyes revealed a hint of interest.

Qin Xian'er nodded slightly.

"Hmph, the men of the Eternal Burial Ground are all dirty and ugly, made of mud. Just looking at them makes me nauseous. I wonder how handsome that Jun family's prodigy could be?" Lang Huan murmured.

As one of the most beautiful women in the Eternal Burial Ground, Lang Huan had high standards.

But unfortunately, the men of her generation were all beneath her notice.

Even the strongest among them, the Ancient Tyrant Body, was of the robust type, which did not appeal to Lang Huan at all.

Her preferred type was the handsome little puppy.

With fair skin and good looks.

The kind that could be made to cry by her.

Only then could her desire for conquest be satisfied.

"Ah, what a pity, the Ten Kings Feast is about to begin, and I can't spare the time."

"Otherwise, this princess would really want to go to the Underworld Domain to see if that Jun family's prodigy meets my taste," Lang Huan said regretfully.

Qin Xian'er knelt on the ground, her head lowered, saying nothing.

Only then did Lang Huan notice.

Her enchanting eyes flashed with a hint of bewitching charm, and she smiled seductively, "Xian'er, are you jealous?"

"Ah... no," Qin Xian'er lowered her head even more.

Since she became aware, she had always followed Lang Huan.

Countless male prodigies wanted to pursue Lang Huan, but she discarded them like old shoes.

In her eyes, the male prodigies of the Burial Ground were all ugly and foolish, making her feel disgusted.

On the contrary, Lang Huan was quite fond of and took care of Qin Xian'er.

Qin Xian'er even thought that Lang Huan might not like men.

However, now Qin Xian'er understood that Lang Huan didn't dislike them; she just had high standards and hadn't encountered anyone to her liking.

"Rest assured, how could this princess abandon someone as lovely as you, Xian'er?"

Lang Huan extended a long, beautiful leg, lifting Qin Xian'er's chin with her jade foot, her gaze alluring and ambiguous.

"Your Highness..." Qin Xian'er's beautiful eyes revealed a look of infatuation and admiration.

"Xian'er, go and select a few holy guards for me to attend the Ten Kings Feast together," Lang Huan instructed.

"Xian'er obeys," Qin Xian'er replied.

After Qin Xian'er left, Lang Huan lay on the bed, her jade hand supporting her chin, lost in thought.

"Why would the Jun family's prodigy come to the Burial Ground? Is it also because the Burial Realm is about to open?"

Lang Huan pondered, unable to find an answer for a moment.

However, she vaguely felt that the Ten Kings Feast might not be so peaceful.

...

The Underworld Domain is the most prosperous and flourishing of the ten domains of the Eternal Burial Ground.

In this domain, there is also a dominant force, the Hall of the Underworld King.

When talking about the Hall of the Underworld King, aside from the renowned and powerful Tianming Burial Emperor, there is also the strongest prodigy of the Hall, the legendary Ancient Tyrant Body.

It is said that this Tyrant Body crawled out from the Abyss.

When he emerged, his aura shook the entire Underworld Domain.

At this moment, deep within the Hall of the Underworld King.

A figure sat cross-legged atop a solitary peak.

It was a robust young man with long black hair and bronze-colored skin.

His face was rugged, and scenes of the sun being extinguished and stars collapsing manifested in his eyes, exuding an uncontrollable aura of dominance.

He was as sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath, radiating brilliance.

This muscular young man had a terrifyingly strong aura, embodying an invincible spirit that could push through the eight wastelands.

However, what drew attention was that his bronze-colored, muscular body was covered in cracks, resembling cracked porcelain.

Even so, the fierce power contained within his flesh still made the surrounding void seem to subtly distort.

This fiercely powerful young man was the Ancient Tyrant Body of the Hall of the Underworld King, a young supreme being with a flawed body.

He was very strong.

As a rare and unique Celestial Tyrant Body, even in its incomplete state, he still firmly held the position of the strongest among the Ten Kings.

At this moment, this Ancient Tyrant Body, Chu Tianba, had a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"I can feel it, the aura of my nemesis..." Chu Tianba's voice was deep, like that of a lion.

He crawled out from the Abyss, forgetting everything, abandoning the past, leaving only his name and a flawed Tyrant Body.

Yet even so, the fate etched in his bones could not be escaped.

Celestial Tyrant Body, Ancient Sacred Body, destined to be mortal enemies!

"Could that Jun family's prodigy be the Ancient Sacred Body..." Chu Tianba's eyes glimmered with cold light.

Even though he did not know Jun Xiaoyao and had no grievances with him whatsoever.

That did not prevent him from harboring hostility towards Jun Xiaoyao.

The two great physiques were natural enemies, and there was no need for any elaborate grievances.

If they met, they would just fight!

"I'll be waiting for you..." Chu Tianba stood up, his black hair dancing wildly, looking down upon the vast mountains and rivers.

He suddenly stomped his foot, and with a rumble, the solitary peak beneath him cracked.

The rock face crumbled, revealing four large characters.

Only I am supreme!

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