After the Ninth Stage of Saint's Ascension, comes the Seven Venerable Realms.

Because venerable powerhouses are exalted, the world collectively refers to them as Supreme Venerables.

But even within the Ultimate Venerable Realm, there are seven stages.

Quasi-Supreme Venerable, Supreme Venerable, Little Celestial Venerable, Great Celestial Venerable, Supreme Profound Venerable, Creation Divine Venerable, Chaos Dao Venerable.

Apart from the Quasi-Supreme Venerable, ordinary Supreme Venerables are mostly at the common Supreme level.

And taking one step further, Little Celestial Venerables are even rarer.

In the Seven Venerable Realms, each stage's difficulty of ascent is as challenging as combining all the previous Ninth Stage of Saint levels.

One can imagine the vast gap.

At this moment, the blade light that swept across a thousand miles carried the power of a Celestial Venerable.

Even if it's just a Little Celestial Venerable, they are not something these Supreme Venerables can resist.

"Soul-Loss Bell!" The Celestial Nether Burial Emperor directly summoned the Quasi-Emperor Weapon, Soul-Loss Bell.

The other Burial Emperors also unleashed their grand arts, attempting to withstand this slash.

Rumble!

This slash, as if shattering the heavens, caused the Celestial Nether Burial Emperor to merely be pushed back, given his strength as one of the top three in the Ten Burial Realms.

However, the other three Burial Emperors were not so fortunate.

The Celestial Spider Demon Venerable and the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Python Race Burial Emperor both spat a mouthful of blood.

The blood scattered, collapsing the earth beneath.

The Sect Leader of the Corpse Refining Sect fared even worse; the Corpse Emperor he summoned took the full brunt of the slash.

Despite the Corpse Emperor's body being incredibly strong, comparable to a Supreme Venerable, it was split in half by this one strike!

"No!"

The Sect Leader of the Corpse Refining Sect roared in fury, eyes bloodshot.

Half of his strength was anchored in the Corpse Emperor.

With the destruction of the Corpse Emperor, his combat power was almost equivalent to that of a Quasi-Supreme Venerable.

This sudden change left everyone stunned.

None could have expected such a turn of events.

From the depths of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Spirits, a majestic figure slowly approached.

With each step, the heavens and skies seemed to tremble, and ripples spread through the void.

It was a handsome and imposing middle-aged man, with eyes carrying a trace of world-weariness, dark hair cascading down to his heels.

His body was covered with countless scars encrusted with time's dust.

In his right hand, he held a Horse-Cutting Saber as tall as a person, its blade stained with deep red blood.

The world-destroying light from earlier was emitted from his hand.

This figure, exuding an aura as deep as an abyss and demonic as a giant, made the Supreme Venerables wary and afraid.

He was the one who had been sitting like a clay sculpture in the depths of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Spirits.

Upon sensing Jun Xiaoyao's presence, he awakened!

Like a sleeping lion waking, roaring to shake the mountains and rivers!

"Little Celestial Venerable Cultivation, could it be... you!"

Upon seeing this figure, the pupils of the Celestial Nether Burial Emperor and others contracted sharply.

They recalled the terrifying calamity from more than a decade ago.

Even with their Venerable Cultivation, they dared not approach too closely.

This man, back then, was a follower beside that Jun Family taboo figure.

Yet, even as a follower, his cultivation was powerful enough to sweep the four directions.

At this moment, the middle-aged man's gaze was as cold as ice, filled with killing intent akin to extinction.

In his eyes, the Celestial Nether Burial Emperor and others appeared as lambs to be slaughtered.

The middle-aged man's gaze first fell on Ah Jiu.

Ah Jiu had already noticed him.

"You've indeed been protecting this place all along, Demon King Li Xin..." Ah Jiu's heavy pupils also revealed a touch of sentiment.

The middle-aged man's gaze finally fell upon Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao also looked at the man who had appeared suddenly.

Honestly, he was puzzled.

Could it be that this man had been guarding deep within the Tomb of Ten Thousand Spirits all this time?

However, Jun Xiaoyao could feel that the man bore no ill intent towards him.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have released that slash to rescue him.

"You are..." Jun Xiaoyao hesitated in his words.

All the Burial Soil creatures held their breath.

Who exactly was this suddenly appearing Little Celestial Venerable level terrifying powerhouse?

The middle-aged man walked step by step to stand before Jun Xiaoyao.

Only upon getting closer did Jun Xiaoyao notice the numerous appalling scars on the man's body.

It was unimaginable how the man had survived with such grievous wounds.

As the middle-aged man looked at Jun Xiaoyao, his abyss-like dark eyes revealed an uncontainable ripple.

His gaze carried a hint of... relief and affection.

The next moment, under the gaze of all the Burial Soil creatures.

This man, knelt down before Jun Xiaoyao on one knee!

"Under the command of the White-clothed Divine King Jun Wuhui, of the Eight Divisions of the Divine King, Li Xin, meets the Young Master!"

A sentence of steely resolve as if the world itself shook with it!

The entire venue was momentarily stunned, followed by looks of disbelief on each Burial Soil creature's face!

An awe-inspiring Little Celestial Venerable level powerhouse, kneeling on one knee before Jun Xiaoyao!

This was unbelievably shocking, sending chills down one's spine!

However, upon hearing these words, the Celestial Nether Burial Emperor and others had their pupils contract further, with instinctive fear flashing in their eyes.

The White-clothed Divine King Jun Wuhui, was the Jun Family taboo figure from more than a decade ago who wreaked havoc in the Ancient Burial Land!

A fierce person who fought into the depths of the Burial Realm and even sealed the entire realm!

To this day, the mention of 'Jun Wuhui' still caused uncontrollable dread in the eyes of the Celestial Nether Burial Emperor and others!

Yet, the waves of emotion in everyone's heart were nothing compared to the tumult in Jun Xiaoyao's heart at this moment.

Previously, he had vaguely suspected that the Jun Family taboo figure who caused a ruckus in the Burial Soil more than a decade ago might be his father.

But he never had confirmation.

Now, a corner of the mystery has been unveiled.

One of his father's Eight Divisions is now revealed.

And with such powerful cultivation.

"Please rise, senior."

Towards his father's loyal subordinates, Jun Xiaoyao would not put on any airs.

Moreover, seeing the scars on Li Xin's body, Jun Xiaoyao could imagine that the Battle of Burial Soil must not have been easy.

Li Xin surviving and guarding the Tomb of Ten Thousand Spirits until today.

Such pure-hearted loyalty was moving!

"Subordinate Li Xin is willing to dedicate himself to the Jun Family for generations, braving any peril!"

"Now, I shall vanquish all enemies for the Young Master!"

Li Xin rose, his Horse-Cutting Saber horizontal in hand, and a terrifying aura like an abyss erupted from him!

The lands shook, the horizons trembled, stars fell, and the heavens perished!

Li Xin, under the command of Jun Wuhui, one of the Eight Divisions of the Divine King, known as the Demon King!

With his Horse-Cutting Saber, he could sever the sun, moon, and stars!

On the other side, Ah Jiu, who was entangled with the Dragon Corpse Burial Emperor, also took a deep breath upon seeing this scene.

Though she possessed heavy pupils and extraordinary strength, she still ranked last among the Eight Divisions of the Divine King.

And Li Xin, coursing with the bloodline of an Ancient Demon God, was one of the powerful war generals under Jun Wuhui!

"Didn't expect the remnants of that year managed to survive till now, but even though you're a Little Celestial Venerable, with such grave injuries, how much strength do you have left?"

Despite their extremely grave expressions, the Celestial Nether Burial Emperor and others did not retreat directly.

Li Xin, covered in scars, seemed overwhelming, but who knew if he was just a spent force.

Most importantly, the seal of the Burial Realm was about to be lifted, and once the sealed formidable figures appeared, even Li Xin would be powerless to reverse the course.

Li Xin's cold gaze swept across the Celestial Nether Burial Emperor and others, his Horse-Cutting Saber pointing directly at the Burial Emperors.

"For your disrespect to the Young Master, you shall pay with your lives!"

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