With the addition of Jun Xiaoyao and the East Profound Ancestor, the defeat of the two Sin Races and the Infinite Star Palace was merely a matter of time.

Meanwhile, Yi Yu was pursuing the fleeing Mo Fan.

"Can anyone escape whom the young master wishes to capture?"

Yi Yu's expression was cold as he held the bow in one hand and drew the string with the other.

Nine flaming arrows shot out explosively, transforming into nine Firebirds that locked onto Mo Fan and struck towards him.

With the Golden Eyes of Truth, Yi Yu's arrows never missed their target.

Mo Fan turned around, summoned his techniques, and a brilliant Great Seal of starlight condensed and took form.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Amidst nine consecutive explosions, the Great Seal shattered directly, and Mo Fan was also sent flying, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Within his expression was a trace of resentful hatred.

He couldn't even defeat Jun Xiaoyao's followers!

A supposed protagonist of the heavens reduced to such a state, how pitiful indeed.

"Surrender!" Yi Yu raised his hand, his Mana transforming into a giant palm, reaching for Mo Fan.

At that moment, the void suddenly twisted, and a shadow flickered and vanished.

In an instant, Mo Fan disappeared from the spot.

"What..." Yi Yu's giant palm fell on empty space.

He frowned deeply, his expression darkening.

Even after thoroughly investigating the surroundings, Yi Yu still couldn't find Mo Fan's whereabouts.

"Who saved him? Forget it, better report back to the young master." Yi Yu sighed with furrowed brows and turned to leave.

On this side, the battle had reached its conclusion.

The people accompanying Jun Xiaoyao, along with the members of the Profound Celestial Sect, amounted to a force with three Saints and two Quasi-Saints.

This power was more than enough to sweep across a continent.

The Golden Horned King, Silver Horned King, and the Saint from the Infinite Star Palace all fell with unwilling roars.

Though they were Saints, their strength was obviously inferior to that of the East Profound Ancestor and others.

Even among Saints, there are differences in strength.

The Golden Horned King and his peers were only at the Early or Mid Stage of Sainthood.

While the East Profound Ancestor and others were at Saint Minor Perfection.

The gap between them was quite large.

Due to the crude Heaven and Earth Rules in the Lower Realm, even reaching Sainthood, it's challenging to advance to Minor or Great Perfection.

With their leading forces killed, most of the remaining Sin Race members were eliminated.

Only a few managed narrowly to escape, posing no threat.

The group from the Infinite Star Palace was, of course, entirely wiped out.

The ground was littered with bones, piled high.

Blood pooled into small rivers.

The people of the Profound Celestial Sect were all bloodied, yet their faces showed excitement and exhilaration.

Every female disciple of the Profound Celestial Sect, from the senior sister to the junior ones, was looking at Jun Xiaoyao, enveloped in brilliance, with respect and admiration.

Jun Xiaoyao stood in the void, holding the Panhuang Years Sword.

Though he had been through a fierce battle, his white clothing remained pristine.

Standing there, he appeared like a Sword Immortal, detached from the mundane world.

These female disciples from the Profound Celestial Sect in the Lower Realm had never seen such a transcendent figure before, and their hearts were stirred.

And the Sect Leader of Profound Celestial and others stepped forward, solemnly cupping their fists toward Jun Xiaoyao, "Many thanks for the great favor of Master Jun Family, many thanks to the Divine Son. Without your timely intervention, our Profound Celestial Sect might truly have been wiped out."

Looking at the remaining Profound Celestial Sect disciples, Jun Xiaoyao paused in thought.

He waved his hand, and a large amount of Holy Pills, Treasure Medicine, Divine Origin, and Weapons piled into a mountain.

All the people of the Profound Celestial Sect were stunned, never having seen so many treasures in their lifetimes.

To Jun Xiaoyao, these were common items, but to them, they were priceless treasures they could only dream of.

"Divine Son, are these all for us?" The Sect Leader of Profound Celestial's voice trembled.

These might not be particularly precious to him, but for his disciples, they were certainly a grand opportunity!

"Over the years, the Profound Celestial Sect has indeed made significant contributions by quelling the Sin Races for the Jun Family. Next, I will completely annihilate the Infinite Star Palace, and the entire Star Continent will be under your sect's control," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Many thanks to the Divine Son for this great kindness!" The Sect Leader of Profound Celestial and others were thrilled, bowing again.

Jun Xiaoyao gave the Profound Celestial Sect an entire realm from the Lower Realm Ten Lands!

This gift was exceedingly generous!

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao casually gifting a realm to the Profound Celestial Sect, many female disciples' eyes sparkled.

This is the demeanor of a Divine Son of the Immortal Realm!

"By the way, Lord Divine Son, there is one thing I must inform you about," the Sect Leader of Profound Celestial said seriously.

"What is it?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"The Ancient Demon Race and the Ancient Demon Race have colluded with the Sin Race and might have already betrayed us," said the Sect Leader of Profound Celestial.

"Oh, is that so?" Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow.

The Jun Family dispatched five major affiliated forces to the Lower Realm.

The Profound Celestial Sect, the Great Yin Dynasty, the Ancient God Race, Ancient Demon Race, Ancient Demon Race.

Among them, the Ancient God, Ancient Demon, and Ancient Demon are similar races, akin to the Golden Horn Race and Silver Horn Race.

But compared to the Ancient God Race.

The Ancient Demon Race practices Demon Techniques, and their nature tends to be more demonic.

Whereas the Ancient Demon Race has the bloodline of the Demon Race.

Regarding their betrayal, Jun Xiaoyao seemed completely unfazed.

"The consequences of betraying the Jun Family are something they cannot bear," Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed cold.

At that moment, Yi Yu returned as well.

"Apologies for failing the expectations, I couldn't capture that person," Yi Yu bowed his head.

"What happened?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

Yi Yu then explained the situation to Jun Xiaoyao.

"He was rescued by a shadow?" Jun Xiaoyao looked thoughtful.

"Yi Yu failed to do his duty, I seek your punishment!" Yi Yu said proactively.

"Forget it, it's not your fault," Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.

Though Yi Yu's strength could absolutely overwhelm Mo Fan.

But Mo Fan, after all, is the protagonist of the Star Continent. If he were easily captured and suppressed, that would diminish the grandeur of a so-called protagonist.

What concerned Jun Xiaoyao was the identity of the person who saved Mo Fan.

Was it an expert from the Infinite Star Palace or someone else?

"Could it be you?" Jun Xiaoyao pondered deeply.

...

At the same time, in a remote mountain forest of the Star Continent.

The void twisted, and two figures suddenly emerged.

One of them was Mo Fan.

He was panting heavily, with lingering fear. Turning his head to see who saved him, he immediately sensed an overwhelming pressure.

A young man in blue stood before him, his whole body radiating starlight.

His aura seemed naturally out of place with the Lower Realm, exuding an air of superiority.

"Are you a Celestial Pride from the Immortal Realm?" Mo Fan's expression changed.

He instinctively felt resistance and rejection toward Celestial Prides of the Immortal Realm.

Before those from the Immortal Realm, they from the Lower Realm felt like mere ants.

"Rest assured, I mean you no harm," said the figure bathed in starlight calmly.

"Who... who are you?" Mo Fan asked, wary.

"Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm... Desolate Ancient Ye Family, Ye Xingyun!"

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