Desolate and dilapidated temple.

A middle-aged man with stubble sat alone in this place.

His hands and feet were shackled, with chains piercing through his shoulder blades.

On his back, he carried a heavy ancient stele, engraved with words left by the Domineering Body.

This scene appeared somewhat desolate and lonely, evoking a sense of bitterness.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Jun Xiaoyao would never have believed that the person before him was an Ancient Sacred Body.

But the resonance triggered from within his bloodline made Jun Xiaoyao absolutely certain.

This man was indeed an Ancient Sacred Body.

He was a middle-aged man with ordinary features, wearing somewhat old gray cloth garments, unshaven, with cloudy eyes and disheveled black hair.

He looked like a middle-aged man who had fallen on hard times and drowned his sorrows in alcohol at a tavern.

No one would have imagined that this was an Ancient Sacred Body.

An Ancient Sacred Body, no matter how fallen, should still give off an aura of blood energy soaring to the heavens and pressure commanding the stars.

Yet the Ancient Sacred Body before him resembled a dejected middle-aged man who had lost his way in the mortal world.

"Uncle, we brought you something delicious, we'll roast chicken later!" Little Xuanxuan stepped forward, holding a cleaned spirit-feathered chicken.

The man smiled, a trace of affection appearing in his eyes.

His somewhat rough hand stroked Little Xuanxuan's small head.

"Uncle, this big brother is also an Ancient Sacred Body, he's very powerful and can help us!" Ning Chen also revealed an excited expression.

"Sir, a new Sacred Body has finally arrived," Ning Defa bowed to the middle-aged man, his eyes filled with respect.

Even though the middle-aged man was in such a wretched state, their words were still filled with reverence.

The middle-aged man turned his gaze toward Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao also looked at the middle-aged man.

Jun Xiaoyao could sense that the middle-aged man's cultivation level was not weak.

He was at least at the Sacred Lord realm.

The Sacred Lord realm, compared to the Supreme realm, might not seem like much.

But it should be known that the Ancient Sacred Body was restricted by heaven and earth, making cultivation extremely difficult.

In recent ancient times, even Sacred Bodies at the Saint realm were rarely seen.

An Ancient Sacred Body at the Sacred Lord realm was already extremely exceptional.

The fallen Sacred Body that Jun Xiaoyao had obtained earlier was only at the Saint realm.

As for Jun Xiaoyao himself.

He was an anomaly, having checked in a Sacred Body that naturally broke its shackles, and couldn't be counted among them.

The middle-aged man before him, though an Ancient Sacred Body at the Sacred Lord realm.

But Jun Xiaoyao could sense that his internal blood energy was deteriorating, his life force drying up, extremely weak, as if approaching the end of his life.

Those chains and the ancient stele were consuming the man's blood energy.

"I have something to discuss with this young brother," the middle-aged man spoke, his voice carrying a hoarseness.

Ning Defa understood, taking Little Xuanxuan and Ning Chen's hands and said: "Come, let's go roast this chicken."

"Oh, roast chicken!" Little Xuanxuan giggled.

Ning Chen also wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

Watching the siblings leave, the middle-aged man's cloudy eyes carried a trace of affection.

Jun Xiaoyao then spoke: "It seems that you take good care of these siblings, even willing to bestow upon them what little Sacred Body blood essence you have left."

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, the man wasn't surprised, but calmly replied.

"I thought, even if I perish one day, I could leave a spark of the Sacred Body lineage.

"These children were born with extraordinary bone structure, with more sacred blood than other descendants of the temple guardian lineage. They are the spark that could ignite a prairie fire in the future."

The man's tone was calm, without any resentment about his situation.

"These few drops of Sacred Body blood essence are also yours, right?" Jun Xiaoyao took out the Ancient Sacred Body blood essence he had acquired at the auction.

The man's expression remained calm as he nodded slightly.

"Why not resist?" Jun Xiaoyao raised this question.

In his view, this Sacred Body was definitely not the type to live in humiliation or fear death.

Yet he willingly endured this bound humiliation.

"I am the last temple master of the Ancient Sacred Temple, also the last generation Sacred Body. My talent is limited, having only broken five shackles, I can at most cultivate to the Sacred Lord realm with no further progress.

"I have already failed my ancestors, and don't want to implicate the temple guardian lineage that has sworn to follow the Sacred Body lineage.

"I originally wanted to die in battle, but at some point, I saw those siblings and seemed to see a spark of hope.

"I must live on, even if I endure all humiliation, to protect that village and continue that spark..."

The man raised his head, his eyes still bright.

Though in darkness, his heart faced the light.

He could die.

But before dying, he also wanted to see those siblings grow up and continue the glory of the Sacred Body.

At this moment, even Jun Xiaoyao, with his detached nature, couldn't help but feel moved.

He understood now why Little Xuanxuan said that uncle was the great hero who protected them.

"May I ask your honorable name?" Jun Xiaoyao's tone also carried a trace of respect.

"My name is Wu Hu," the man named Wu Hu said hoarsely.

The name suited him perfectly.

"Hu" represented protection.

It was because of his protection that the Sacred Body lineage still had a spark of hope.

"Elder Wu Hu, now that I'm here, I won't allow any tragedy to happen.

"The Ancient Sacred Temple and the temple guardian lineage will not decline from here!" Jun Xiaoyao's tone was firm.

"I don't yet know young brother's name?" Wu Hu smiled slightly, escaping from that desolate emotion.

"I am Jun Xiaoyao," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Jun Xiaoyao... surname Jun... could it be..."

As if thinking of something, Wu Hu's cloudy eyes flashed with surprise.

"Could it be, that Jun..." Wu Hu asked in astonishment.

"That's right, I come from the Ancient Jun Family," Jun Xiaoyao said.

Wu Hu's body suddenly trembled, his eyes shooting out unprecedented golden light.

His dormant blood seemed to start boiling, his gaze looking at Jun Xiaoyao as if looking at a priceless treasure.

The Ancient Jun Family, Wu Hu naturally knew.

That was a terrifying family that had been passed down through countless eras in the Immortal Domain.

Even the Ancient Sacred Temple at its peak wouldn't dare to underestimate the Jun Family.

The Ancient Sacred Temple wouldn't even care about ordinary immortal forces.

But facing the Jun Family, even the powerful Ancient Sacred Temple had to treat them with courtesy and couldn't be casual.

Wu Hu never imagined that this generation's Ancient Sacred Body would actually come from the Jun Family.

With such a powerful background, perhaps the Ancient Sacred Temple and the temple guardian lineage really had a chance to rise again!

However, before Wu Hu could show his joy.

Jun Xiaoyao released his own aura again.

That aura made Wu Hu's expression instantly freeze, his pupils contract, sensing something he couldn't believe!

"This... how is this possible, in your bloodline aura, there's no sense of suppression at all, could it be..."

Even with Wu Hu's composure, he couldn't help but speak with a trembling voice.

Jun Xiaoyao calmly said: "I am a complete Ancient Sacred Body that has broken all ten shackles."

Boom!

These words were like a thunderbolt across Wu Hu's mind, making his entire body tremble uncontrollably.

Then, he suddenly laughed loudly toward the sky, tears streaming down his face.

His emotions were too intense to suppress.

What he saw in Jun Xiaoyao was the hope for the rise of the Sacred Body lineage!

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