The Fallen Feather Saint Son is an extraordinary being, the strongest Celestial Pride of the Fallen Feather Race, one of the Ten Little Kings, and the number one among the younger generation in the Yin Nether Realm.

The Fallen Feather Race behind him is the ruler of the Yin Nether Realm.

It can be said that from the moment the Fallen Feather Saint Son gained consciousness until now, he has always been high above, everything he did went smoothly, and no one dared to defy him.

But now, there's a reckless outsider from the Human Race who challenges him time and time again.

And now even dares to tell him to kneel and die.

How could the Fallen Feather Saint Son remain calm in such a situation?

"Do all creatures from the outside world love courting death so much?" The Fallen Feather Saint Son's gaze turned dark as water.

"The Master's strength is certainly invincible among the younger generations, killing an outsider Human Race should be very simple." The Snake Princess said flatteringly, her face pale.

She actually wanted the Fallen Feather Saint Son to act quickly.

Otherwise, her life would be forfeited once the three-day period ended.

"Haha, initially I wanted to kill that Human Race as blood food, but now I've decided to eat his flesh and drink his blood while he's still alive!"

Saying such cruel words was entirely natural coming from the Fallen Feather Saint Son.

Clearly, he had performed such acts more than once.

"Master, should we set out?" The Snake Princess asked.

"Of course, also go and bring Xue Ling and the Celestial Nether Elders." The Fallen Feather Saint Son's eyes flashed as he spoke.

Though strange and violent, he wasn't foolish.

He feared that if the Cang Family suddenly took action to protect the Human Race and helped them escape, all efforts would be wasted.

The Snake Princess was even more shocked upon hearing this.

Xue Ling and the Celestial Nether Elders were both Saints of the Fallen Feather Race.

To deal with a mere Divine Fire Realm outsider Human Race, even calling upon two Saints seemed like severing any chance of survival for Jun Xiaoyao.

"Now, it will be difficult for that outsider Human Race to escape even with wings." The Snake Princess sighed inwardly.

To tell the truth, she even felt a trace of regret.

After all, with such a handsome face, it would be a pity for him to die.

As the Fallen Feather Saint Son and his entourage set out.

The entire Yin Nether Realm was also stirred due to this storm, becoming tumultuous and unpredictable.

Originally an inconspicuous Baiwang City, now seemed to have become the center of the entire Yin Nether Realm.

Numerous Burial Soil Creatures were drawn by the news and headed to Baiwang City.

It was a once-in-a-century grand spectacle, and it would be a pity to miss it.

Additionally, the Iron Bone Race, the Cyan Ghost Race, and the Gongming Family couldn't hold back.

The Celestial Prides of these three forces were all wiped out by Jun Xiaoyao at the Yin Yang Soul Pond.

In terms of hatred toward Jun Xiaoyao, they were no less intense than the Fallen Feather Saint Son.

"Go, head to Baiwang City. I want to see the death of that outsider Human Race with my own eyes!"

Within Iron Bone Ridge, belonging to the Iron Bone Race, an aura surged as a group of Iron Bone Race powerhouses soared into the sky.

Likewise, numerous powerhouses from the Cyan Ghost Race also set out.

Their deployment of so many powerhouses wasn't solely for the spectacle.

Would the Fallen Feather Saint Son vent his anger on the Cang Family?

If he did, and the Cang Family was wiped out, their resources would become a coveted prize.

Thus, the Iron Bone Race and Cyan Ghost Race dispatched so many powerhouses with the intention to take advantage of the chaos.

The Gongming Family had the same idea.

At this moment, most of the Gongming Clan's powerhouses were mobilized.

One of them, who appeared to be a middle-aged man, spoke coldly, "After so long, it's time for the Cang Family to meet their end. This is the perfect opportunity!"

The three major forces moved together, heading toward Baiwang City.

In an instant, the Yin Nether Realm was tumultuous, with undercurrents surging.

Meanwhile, at the eye of the storm, Jun Xiaoyao was calmly waiting at the Cang Family for the Fallen Feather Saint Son to arrive.

The storm outside did not concern him.

The members of the Cang Family, however, felt a bit anxious.

But under the management of the Cang Family's ancient ancestor and patriarch, the family did not fall into chaos.

The ancient ancestor of the Cang Family always believed that Jun Xiaoyao's background was definitely terrifying, even the Fallen Feather Race didn't have the qualification to provoke him.

In a large hall, Jun Xiaoyao sat cross-legged on the floor, exuding a leisurely aura.

"A pity there's no hot spring to relax in." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly, feeling regrettable.

This was his favorite way to relax.

At the moment when the Fallen Feather Race was about to invade strongly, only Jun Xiaoyao would think about soaking in a hot spring.

At that moment, there was a knock at the door.

"Young Master…"

It was the voices of Cang Yue and Cangxue.

"Come in." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Cang Yue and Cangxue, the two sisters, entered. Jun Xiaoyao glanced up, his eyes flashing.

These two sisters were clearly dressed up, with skin white as porcelain, applying a light rouge that made them appear charming and alluring.

Their attire had slightly changed in style, with sheer fabrics, providing glimpses of their flawless snow-white skin.

"Young Master, we're sorry." Younger sister Cangxue spoke first.

"Oh, why?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"Young Master helped us so much, yet our Cang Family once considered plotting against you." Cangxue said with a tone of remorse.

She was naturally referring to the Cang Family's plan to capture Jun Xiaoyao and hand him over to the Fallen Feather Saint Son.

"Ha… nothing happened, right?" Jun Xiaoyao remained indifferent.

"It was still unfair to you, Young Master." Cang Yue interjected.

The two sisters stepped forward, drawing closer to Jun Xiaoyao, their eyes moist, carrying a hint of shyness and subtly ambiguous.

"Young Master, to make amends, we are willing to do anything you wish." Cang Yue said softly.

Anyone could understand what she meant without needing further explanation.

And this pair of sister blossoms was indeed extremely tempting.

Especially in their current manner of permitting Jun Xiaoyao to do as he pleased.

Indeed.

Permitting "Jun" to do as he pleased.

Yet, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes remained calm like water.

"You are my friends." Jun Xiaoyao replied in a tranquil tone.

These words were already quite polite and tactful.

Strictly speaking, the two sisters did not even qualify as Jun Xiaoyao's friends.

It was merely a brief encounter.

Cang Yue bit her lip, feeling a bit hurt, though she had anticipated this outcome, it still pained her when Jun Xiaoyao rejected them.

Cangxue couldn't help but shed a tear, gazing at him with a crystalline sight.

After all, Jun Xiaoyao was perfect in her eyes.

One encounter with Xiaoyao could change a lifetime!

"Young Master, we understand, but could you tell us your name?" Cang Yue asked weakly.

They didn't even know Jun Xiaoyao's name until now.

"Surname Jun, given name Xiaoyao." Jun Xiaoyao replied.

"Young Master Jun, indeed, person and name alike…" the sisters murmured.

Jun Xiaoyao's aura was ethereal and immortal-like, indeed resembling an immortal of legend who roams the heavens.

Then, Cang Yue seemed to suddenly remember something, her beautiful eyes widened, revealing a trace of extreme astonishment.

"Young Master Jun, may I ask… are you from that Jun Family?"

Cang Yue's words made Jun Xiaoyao's brow slightly lift.

Is the Jun Family that famous in the Ancient Burial Land as well?

"If you're referring to the Desolate Ancient Royal Family, then yes." Jun Xiaoyao replied casually.

"It's truly the case…" Cang Yue and Cangxue both gasped.

"Why are you reacting this way?" Jun Xiaoyao frowned slightly in confusion.

Although the Jun Family is renowned throughout the Immortal Realm, in the Ancient Burial Land, its reputation shouldn't be this widespread, right?

"Cang Yue remembers, more than ten years ago, there was an immensely frightening presence that stormed into the Burial Soil, slew several Burial Emperor Domain Masters consecutively, and eventually delved into the legendary depths of the Burial Realm."

"I've heard some secretive rumors that those terrifying beings seemed to bear the surname Jun!"

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