SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS

A Heavenly Tyrant Body died, turning to ashes.

Logically, this would absolutely be a major event that would shock the entire Ultimate Ancient Path.

The battle between Sacred Body and Tyrant Body had reached a conclusion.

However now, the scene had fallen into an eerie silence.

Because what happened exceeded everyone's expectations.

Project Fei was a Heavenly Tyrant Body, but not the Tyrant King.

The true Tyrant King had never appeared before the world.

This left many people shocked and terrified that this generation's Tyrant King had hidden so deeply.

He had even deceived everyone.

But after a moment's thought, people felt it made sense.

The Tyrant King was, after all, the king among Tyrant Bodies.

No matter how weak he might be, he wouldn't be completely powerless against Jun Xiaoyao.

In everyone's eyes, Project Fei was already an extremely formidable genius.

That's why people subconsciously believed he was the Tyrant King.

Project Fei himself had never denied it.

"Look at the Jun family's Divine Son's expression, he seems to have known all along that Project Fei wasn't the Tyrant King."

"Yes, the Jun family's Divine Son has been dismissive from beginning to end. In his eyes, even the Tyrant Body doesn't seem to matter much. Only the true Tyrant King might barely be worthy of his attention."

"But now, the Jun family's Divine Son seems to be contaminated with some kind of ominous energy. Could there be something wrong with his body?"

From all directions, countless gazes fell upon Jun Xiaoyao.

If Jun Xiaoyao's body had problems, that would definitely have a greater impact than this battle between the two physiques.

After all, he already had the title of invincible among the younger generation.

If something went wrong due to physical issues,

There would be no shortage of geniuses ready to kick him while he's down.

Not to mention the Seven Rebel Emperors lurking in the shadows, who might seize this opportunity to challenge Jun Xiaoyao.

Finally, Jun Xiaoyao drank the last of the tea in his cup.

The tea was finished.

The battle was also over.

Jun Xiaoyao stood up. Inside his body, the cursed blood was spreading frantically.

Even his golden blood energy seemed on the verge of being corroded.

However, he forcibly suppressed it.

As a Sacred Body who had broken through ten shackles, his resistance to curses was far stronger than ordinary Sacred Bodies.

But he could only temporarily suppress it, and would need to find other methods to remove it later.

Otherwise, this cursed blood would be like a persistent disease, penetrating his internal organs.

Of course, for Jun Xiaoyao, this was just a minor inconvenience that required some effort.

The Tyrant Body faction was too naive to think they could cripple him with this cursed blood.

"Jun Xiaoyao, how are you? Are you alright?" Wu Hu stepped forward, frowning with extreme concern.

Jun Xiaoyao was the hope of the Sacred Body faction. If anything happened to him, it would be the greatest loss for the Sacred Body lineage.

"Elder Wu Hu, don't worry. Let's return to the Ancient Sacred Temple first and discuss further," Jun Xiaoyao said.

Ning Defa and others also revealed traces of worry in their eyes.

But in their hearts, Jun Xiaoyao was already a god-like figure who probably wouldn't have any problems.

Ji Qingyi also came forward and asked, "Is Young Master Jun not seriously injured?"

Jun Xiaoyao glanced at Ji Qingyi and smiled lightly, "What, gathering intelligence for the Human Immortal Sect?"

Hearing this, Ji Qingyi's expression froze, becoming somewhat stiff.

After all, she was a woman, and being ridiculed so mercilessly was inevitably embarrassing.

"Haha, just joking," Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, then directly soared into the sky with Wu Hu and the others, returning to the Desolate Star.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao's retreating figure, Ji Qingyi's expression returned to calm, with a trace of deep thought in her clear eyes.

"Jun Young Master, are you truly unharmed, or just pretending to be fine?"

This question wasn't just hers, but also what Ru Ying, Sheng Xuanyi, Seven Kill Bandit and others wanted to know.

"What do you think, does the Jun family's Divine Son really have any problems? He doesn't seem to have any major issues?"

"That's not necessarily true. Didn't you hear what Project Fei said before he died? That was cursed blood taken from an ancient cursed supreme Sacred Body. How could it not have any effect?"

"That's strange then. Could it be that the Jun family's Divine Son is pretending to be fine while actually having serious problems?"

"Perhaps, but who can really understand the Divine Son's capabilities."

Various discussions and debates erupted throughout the venue.

A minority believed that given Jun Xiaoyao's past demonstrations of power, he should be able to safely overcome this tribulation.

But most people thought that since Project Fei had calculated against Jun Xiaoyao with his own life, there was no way he would be completely unaffected.

Jun Xiaoyao was probably forcibly suppressing the curse, which would definitely lead to major problems.

This news, once spread, would definitely cause more sensation than the battle between Sacred Body and Tyrant Body.

In the shadows, the Seven Rebel Emperors, various dark forces, and enemies would all start plotting.

Jun Xiaoyao ignored all this clamor. He arrived in the starry realm and saw Tuoba Zhan who had been waiting in space.

Tuoba Zhan wanted to speak but hesitated, ultimately saying nothing.

Jun Xiaoyao slightly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your help this time, Elder. I will remember it."

"Not at all. I'm just glad the Divine Son is unharmed," Tuoba Zhan returned the gesture.

However, even with his Supreme-level cultivation, he couldn't determine exactly what condition Jun Xiaoyao's body was in.

Jun Xiaoyao, along with the Jade Rabbit of Tai Yin, Wu Hu, and the three hundred temple guardians, returned to the Ancient Sacred Temple on the Desolate Star.

Some geniuses followed to observe, but they only dared to investigate outside the Ancient Sacred Temple.

As soon as Jun Xiaoyao stepped into the temple, his body began to tremble, with various black qi and strange mists appearing.

Demonic sounds filled his ears, as if coming from the nine abysses.

Strange black symbols also manifested on his sacred body.

It was as if a divine statue had been tainted with curses and ill omens.

"Young Master!" The Tai Yin Jade Rabbit was so anxious that tears nearly came to her eyes.

Ning Chen and little Xuanxuan also clenched their small fists, extremely worried.

"It's alright, there's no major problem for now." Jun Xiaoyao's body shook, and several strands of immortal energy appeared, suppressing the strange phenomena.

Beside him, Wu Hu frowned tightly, then as if remembering something, said, "Jun Xiaoyao, how much do you know about the Sacred Body curse?"

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head and said, "Not much. There aren't many records in the texts left in the Sacred Temple either."

Not all Sacred Bodies would have the Sacred Body curse.

It was a probability event.

Or to put it another way, not all Sacred Bodies were worthy of receiving the curse.

Sacred Bodies who couldn't break through the shackles and remained mediocre wouldn't cultivate to the later stages, so there was no need to mention any curse.

"Have you heard of the Netherworld?" Wu Hu asked meaningfully.

"The Netherworld?" Jun Xiaoyao frowned.

He had indeed heard of it, but only occasionally seen references in the Jun family's collection of books.

"The Netherworld is known as the Immortal Court of Darkness."

"Once, the Supreme Immortal Court ruled the Nine Heavenly Immortal Realms, while the Netherworld controlled the cycle of life and death for all things."

"Even today's Ancient Burial Ground has some connection to the former Netherworld," Wu Hu said.

"There's such a thing?" Jun Xiaoyao was somewhat surprised.

The Netherworld was too mysterious and too strange.

Very little information about it had been passed down.

Even in ancient history, its name was rarely seen.

"Elder, are you saying that the Netherworld is related to the curse of my Sacred Body lineage?"

Jun Xiaoyao was very perceptive and immediately thought of this point.

"That's right. This involves some ancient great secrets, but I once heard that further along the Ultimate Ancient Path, there is a dangerous forbidden area called the Black Abyss, where there seems to be a trace left by the former Netherworld."

"However, I've been confined in the Ancient Sacred Temple for years and have never been able to go there," Wu Hu said.

"Black Abyss, would there be some clues about the Sacred Body curse there?" Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

Suddenly, a mechanical voice sounded in his mind.

"Ding, congratulations host, a new check-in location has been refreshed. Please check in at the Black Abyss!"