The universe was silent, blood rain flying!

Under a blood-stained sky, Jun Xiaoyao's handsome face was cold as ice, his long hair floating, wearing the Primordial God Armor, with the Great Wilderness Halberd in his hand pointing diagonally at the earth.

At this moment, he no longer had that carefree immortal aura of his usual white-robed self.

Instead, he was like a young war god with boundless dominance, an incarnation of catastrophe, purifying the world with killing power, shaking heaven and earth!

Countless gazes from above and below converged on him.

Ji Qingyi, Ru Ying, Sheng Xuanyi, these illustrious talents who shook the ancient path with their endless radiance.

Now before Jun Xiaoyao, they all seemed to become extremely ordinary, their brilliance completely lost.

Jun Xiaoyao was an existence that they all needed to look up to and fear!

Meanwhile, Ning Defa and the other Great Wilderness villagers were all extremely excited, tears streaming down their faces.

How many years had it been!

How many years had they been oppressed by the Cang family!

Today, Jun Xiaoyao had settled the injustice in their hearts!

At this moment, the more than three hundred Great Wilderness villagers' eyes were filled with fanatical admiration and worship.

It was as if Jun Xiaoyao was the only deity worthy of worship in their hearts!

"We will forever follow the master, until death!" Ning Defa roared like an aged old lion, kneeling before Jun Xiaoyao.

The more than three hundred surviving villagers also knelt down.

"The Sacred Body lineage is fortunate to have you..." Wu Hu completely relaxed, a relieved smile appearing on his blood-stained face.

"One day, I will also become as powerful as big brother!" Ning Chen's eyes were full of reverence.

"Is this... the great hero from grandfather's stories?" Little Xuanxuan stared in amazement, her big eyes full of longing and admiration.

That figure standing in the sky, looking down on the world, was deeply engraved in her young heart, never to be erased.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao standing in the sky, still had coldness between his brows.

He completely ignored the countless reverent gazes around him.

Right now, Jun Xiaoyao had only one thing to do in his heart, which was to destroy the Hegemon Star Cang family.

However, before that, he still had some things to do.

"Today, this Divine Son declares that the Ancient Sacred Temple and the Temple Guardian lineage will rise again in the Immortal Realm, and no one can stop it!"

Jun Xiaoyao's voice was magnificent, spreading throughout the azure sky.

Everyone was shocked and extremely stunned.

Was Jun Xiaoyao going to use his power alone to raise up the weakened Sacred Body lineage again?

However...

Looking at Wu Hu, the last generation Sacred Body who had almost reached the end of his life, and the three hundred Great Wilderness villagers.

People really couldn't imagine how the Ancient Sacred Temple could rise again.

No matter how strong Jun Xiaoyao was, he was still just one person. How could he support the entire Sacred Body lineage?

Compared to the doubts of the onlookers.

Ning Defa and the other Great Wilderness villagers only had deep gratitude in their eyes.

But they also had self-awareness, knowing that with their power alone, they could not revitalize the Ancient Sacred Temple and the Temple Guardian lineage.

Wu Hu also smiled and said: "With your words, I can rest assured. From now on, everything can be safely entrusted to you."

Wu Hu could feel that his life's flame was gradually extinguishing.

But he had no regrets, his face still wearing a smile.

"Elder Wu Hu, you cannot resign yet. You still need to witness the miserable defeat of the Hegemon Body lineage," Jun Xiaoyao said with a faint smile.

"Being able to persist until now, I am already content, and I know where my limits are." Wu Hu shook his head, very accepting of life and death.

"Since I, Jun Xiaoyao, have received the legacy of the Ancient Sacred Temple's ancestors, I naturally should do my part for the Ancient Sacred Temple."

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, striking his own chest, and then, drops of blood as red as agate, shimmering with golden light, the Sacred Body essence blood emerged.

The quantity was dense, not just one or two drops, or three or five drops.

But hundreds of drops of Sacred Body essence blood, directly refined by Jun Xiaoyao.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you must not!" Wu Hu's eyes shook, trying to stop him.

Now Jun Xiaoyao was the hope of the Sacred Body lineage, absolutely nothing could go wrong!

"Master, you are..." Ning Defa and the other Great Wilderness villagers were also stunned.

The watching crowd of talents were also speechless, wide-eyed, staring in shock.

Sacred Body essence blood was extremely precious, a single drop could sell for a sky-high price.

And now, Jun Xiaoyao casually offered hundreds of drops of Sacred Body essence blood!

Most importantly, Sacred Body essence blood was extremely important for the Ancient Sacred Body.

Wouldn't Jun Xiaoyao's actions harm himself?

Everyone looked at Jun Xiaoyao's face and was surprised to find that his complexion was calm as usual, without any paleness or weakness.

"This essence blood is bestowed upon you. It's most satisfying to avenge your own grudges with your own hands," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"But you..." Wu Hu wanted to speak but stopped.

"Don't worry about me. Has Elder Wu Hu forgotten about that pool of Sacred Body essence blood?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

He certainly wouldn't do anything that would harm himself.

The last time he harmed himself was to save Jiang Shengyi.

And to be honest, although Jun Xiaoyao respected Wu Hu and these Great Wilderness villagers.

Compared to Jiang Shengyi, they obviously had no comparison.

It was also unrealistic to expect Jun Xiaoyao to drain himself to help them.

However, Jun Xiaoyao had previously refined a pool of Sacred Body essence blood.

Now the Sacred Body essence blood in his body was already abundant and almost overflowing.

Most importantly, the Sacred Body essence blood that Jun Xiaoyao absorbed had all transformed into his own Sacred Body essence blood.

And Jun Xiaoyao was a Sacred Body who had broken through ten shackles.

His Sacred Body essence blood was fundamentally different from that of the Sacred Body ancestors.

The three hundred Great Wilderness villagers each received one drop of Jun Xiaoyao's Sacred Body essence blood.

Old Ning Defa received five drops.

Ning Chen and little Xuanxuan each received ten drops of essence blood.

As for Wu Hu, Jun Xiaoyao gave him a full fifty drops of Sacred Body essence blood.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't want Wu Hu to perish.

It would be too regrettable if a Sacred Lord level Ancient Sacred Body were to fall.

"After you finish refining, we will attack the Hegemon Star Cang family, to avenge our grudges and grievances!" Jun Xiaoyao said.

"The master is right, the humiliation of our Temple Guardian lineage must be washed away by ourselves!"

"Follow the master, step on Hegemon Star, destroy the Cang family!"

The three hundred Great Wilderness villagers, no, they should now be called the three hundred Temple Guardians, all had the fire of revenge in their eyes.

Even some old people like Ning Defa were now boiling with hot blood, and the dormant trace of Sacred Body bloodline in their bodies seemed to have been activated.

They began to sit in meditation, preparing to refine the Sacred Body essence blood bestowed by Jun Xiaoyao.

"Will it be effective?" Wu Hu also sat down.

To be honest, in his current exhausted state, even if he refined the Sacred Body essence blood, it probably wouldn't save him.

It was like a spring that was almost dried up. Even if external water was poured in, it would only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and would eventually dry up.

"How will Elder know if you don't try?" Jun Xiaoyao's lips curled into a smile.

The Sacred Body essence blood that had broken through ten shackles might bring a miracle, right?

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