Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

The battle on the Hidden Dragon Continent is on the verge of breaking out.

Meanwhile, on the Senluo Continent, Jun Xiaoyao is also preparing to set out.

He initially came to the Senluo Continent just as a transit stop.

However, due to matters concerning the War Demon Hall and the Fallen Divine Child, he was delayed for a time.

Jun Xiaoyao only rested briefly for a few days before setting out again.

This time, however, their team had one more member, Yan Qingying.

They stepped onto the teleportation array on the Senluo Continent, directly descending onto the Hidden Dragon Continent.

As soon as they arrived on the Hidden Dragon Continent, they understood the situation.

The Sin Race seeks revenge, and the armies of the Great Yin Dynasty are retreating step by step.

Among them, there are even other forces interfering and assisting the Sin Race.

The Allied Sin Tribes are advancing toward the Eastern Land, heading for the capital of the Great Yin Dynasty.

"Interesting, there are actually other forces daring to assist the Sin Race, opposing the forces loyal to my Jun Family. Simply courting death."

A cold smile appeared on Jun Xiaoyao's handsome face, as celestial as an immortal.

Assisting the Sin Race and opposing the Great Yin Dynasty are secondary.

The main issue is that this force seems to disregard the Jun Family somewhat.

The dignity of the Desolate Ancient Royal Family cannot be desecrated!

Jun Xiaoyao, as the Jun Family's Divine Son, absolutely cannot ignore this matter.

"Set out, head for the capital of the Great Yin Dynasty!" Jun Xiaoyao declared coldly.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's cold and expressionless demeanor.

Yi Yu, East Profound Ancestor, and others all fell silent.

They knew that Jun Xiaoyao never showed his emotions overtly.

Displaying such an expression was enough to indicate the cold anger within Jun Xiaoyao's heart.

"That bunch of Sin Race folks is doomed…" East Profound Ancestor sighed silently.

...

Seven days passed.

The Allied Sin Tribes, like a sharp knife, thrust into the hinterlands of the Eastern Land, nearing the capital of the Great Yin Dynasty.

Meanwhile, the Great Yin Dynasty was fully prepared.

The entire capital resembled a fortress of steel.

However, the expression on the faces of Emperor Dayin and others was solemn, even with a hint of resolve.

He knew that today, things looked grim for the Great Yin Dynasty.

At this moment, on the city walls of the capital, stood a girl dressed in a light purple gauzy dress, facing the wind.

The girl's features were exquisitely beautiful, her starry eyes were like pitch-black ink, and her delicate nose and small mouth complemented them.

Her slender figure, skin was as smooth and white as jade, and she exuded an aura of spiritual grace like an elf.

This girl, as ethereal and graceful as an elf, with exquisite beauty and noble bearing, was Jun Ying'Er.

At this moment, her small face also carried a solemn expression.

Logically, given Jun Ying'Er's status, she didn't need to be at the front lines.

But the pride of being part of the Jun Family meant Jun Ying'Er couldn't hide in the rear.

She belonged to the Jun Family, with the Jun Family's blood flowing through her veins.

Although she was merely an unremarkable collateral.

The sense of family honor was ingrained in her bones and blood.

Beside her stood a young man in splendid attire, looking at Jun Ying'Er with a gentle gaze. He was the Sixteenth Prince, Fang Han.

Facing the impending battle, Fang Han was not the least bit anxious.

As for why he wasn't worried?

Of course, because Fang Han knew he was the fated protagonist of the Hidden Dragon Continent.

Only those with supreme destiny could receive the Divine Sacrifice Talisman of the Hidden Dragon Continent.

The fact that Fang Han could attain it proved he was destined.

And a protagonist favored by the celestial mandate? Could he die so easily?

Of course not.

Fang Han even believed that even if the Great Yin Dynasty truly fell and was destroyed.

He wouldn't die; instead, he would rise in the chaos and become the ruler of the Hidden Dragon Continent.

With this confidence, Fang Han was not worried at all; he even looked at Jun Ying'Er with an infatuated and gentle gaze.

Feeling Fang Han's gaze, Jun Ying'Er furrowed her delicate brows slightly and said, "Fang Han, with the enemy at the gate, we must be prepared. This might be the toughest battle."

"Ying'Er, of course, I know, but in previous battles, when did I not turn danger into safety?" Fang Han said with a hint of pride in his smile.

Hearing Fang Han address her as Ying'Er, Jun Ying'Er still furrowed her brows.

Previously, Fang Han had always been cautious and respectful, referring to her as Princess Ying'Er.

But as Fang Han made his mark and grew stronger.

His personality gradually changed as well.

Now, he even began to directly address her as Ying'Er.

Although Jun Ying'Er felt somewhat repulsed, Fang Han was right about one thing.

In all previous large and small battles, Fang Han always managed to turn danger into safety, and his strength always increased significantly.

"You've grown this much, I'm very pleased; you've really accomplished a lot." Jun Ying'Er remarked offhandedly.

She merely offered a polite compliment.

But Fang Han took it seriously, feeling quite delighted.

"Closer and closer, I'm getting closer to being the unrivaled hero in Ying'Er's heart," Fang Han thought to himself.

In this battle, he intended to shine completely, letting Jun Ying'Er know.

He was the unrivaled hero in Jun Ying'Er's heart!

While Fang Han indulged in fantasies, even imagining Jun Ying'Er throwing herself into his arms afterward.

Boom!

The ground suddenly began to tremble, vibrating like a drum surface.

"They're here!"

In the sky, a group of Great Yin Dynasty's powerful warriors and some collateral Jun Family warriors from the lower realm looked serious.

They looked far into the horizon.

In the distant sky, the horizon, a black tide surged forth.

This was the densely packed Sin Race army.

Among them were the Three-Eyed Spirit Race, like small giants, with a third eye on their forehead. They could manifest various divine techniques and even emit petrification light rays, petrifying enemies.

This race was once a supremely strong race in the Immortal Realm, causing chaos, until they were suppressed by the Jun Family.

In the sky above flew the Black-winged Bat Race and the Yaksha Royal Race.

These two races were also notoriously fierce, inherently cruel.

The Black-winged Bat Race loved to feed on fresh blood, while the Yaksha Royal Race had wrought immense slaughter.

Finally, there was the Celestial Demon Royal Race, with demon qi surging to the heavens.

This race once had the blood of the Demon Emperor, extremely noble, with renowned fame in the Immortal Realm.

But ultimately, like the other Nine Great Ancient Races, they were suppressed to the lower realms by the Jun Family.

At this moment, the Celestial Demon Crown Prince was amidst the ranks of the Celestial Demon Royal Race, accompanied closely by the beautiful Princess Yaksha.

"Finally, this day has come! The Great Yin Dynasty suppressed us ancient races for countless years; today, we can finally uproot them!"

"As for the Jun Family, I've heard there are also some Jun Family members within this dynasty; they all must pay the price!" The Celestial Demon Crown Prince said, narrowing his eyes with a chilling glint.

For now, they could not retaliate against the Immortal Domain Jun Family.

If that's the case, they will first torment and kill the Jun Family members within the Great Yin Dynasty as a vent.

As for the consequences?

The Celestial Demon Crown Prince believed the Demon God Palace would certainly protect him.

Because he possessed the Demon God Bloodline, limitless potential, and would at least achieve the level of the Demon Dao Venerable in the future.

This was the confidence and reliance of the Celestial Demon Crown Prince!