SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS

Hearing this voice, Chí Lóng and the others' expressions instantly turned cold.

They looked over to see several young men and women dressed in luxurious clothes, with extraordinary appearances and an air of superiority, staring at them with amused expressions.

They were the geniuses of the Fuxi Celestial Lineage.

That condescending attitude, along with their reference to "criminal servants," made Chí Lóng, Chí Yǔ, and the others' gazes extremely cold.

"You'd better watch your words," Chí Lóng said with cold beautiful eyes.

"Hehe, I'm just stating facts," one of the young men chuckled, his gaze scanning up and down Chí Lóng's slender figure wrapped in black soft armor.

Chí Lóng frowned.

Beside her, Chí Yǔ and the others were so angry their faces turned red.

"Let's go," Chí Lóng ignored them and was about to lead her group in from the side.

As the big sister figure among the younger generation of the Chiyou Celestial Lineage, her temperament was quite composed.

"Wait, the Ancient Emperor's Son didn't invite you, so you're trespassing," the leading male genius said lazily.

"You..." Chí Yǔ and the others clenched their fists tightly.

As fellow members of the nine great celestial lineages of the Immortal Court, logically, they shouldn't need any notification.

They should be able to come as they pleased.

Now, they were facing such discrimination.

"If it weren't for Brother Chí Liè, we wouldn't even attend this wedding banquet," Chí Yǔ said coldly.

"Chí Liè..."

Hearing this name, the group of geniuses from the Fuxi Celestial Lineage slightly tensed their expressions.

Chí Liè, as the successor of the Chiyou Celestial Lineage, was indeed very powerful.

But they had the Ancient Emperor's Son behind them, so they weren't afraid.

Besides, even Chí Liè couldn't act recklessly before their Fuxi Celestial Lineage.

A cold confrontational atmosphere permeated the air.

At this moment, another group of geniuses arrived from the void.

Leading them was a petite girl dressed in a hundred-flower silk dress.

Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall, gleaming brightly.

Her face was fair, her eyes bright and beautiful, radiating charm.

She was like an oriole, beautiful and lively, attracting everyone's attention.

"It's the successor of the Jingwei Celestial Lineage, Wei Qianqian!" Some geniuses' eyes flashed with amazement.

The group from the Fuxi Celestial Lineage slightly bowed with friendly smiles: "Greetings, Miss Qianqian, and thank you to our colleagues from the Jingwei Celestial Lineage for attending the Ancient Emperor's Son's wedding banquet."

Their attitude toward the Jingwei Celestial Lineage geniuses was completely different from how they treated the Chiyou Celestial Lineage.

"Hehe, I'm just here to join the festivities," Wei Qianqian smiled, lively and adorable.

Her bright eyes turned slightly, falling on Chí Lóng and the others.

After a glance, she withdrew her gaze.

The Chiyou Celestial Lineage was considered a marginal existence among the nine great celestial lineages, so she didn't pay much attention and directly entered.

Seeing this, Chí Yǔ and the others became even more furious.

This stark contrast in treatment made them feel humiliated.

"Are you determined to block us here?" Chí Lóng asked coldly.

The leading male genius from the Fuxi Celestial Lineage glanced at Chí Lóng and smiled: "It's not impossible. If you could be a bit more humble, especially you, perhaps I would let you in."

Chí Lóng, dressed in black soft armor, had a slender and tall figure with a cold beautiful face, looking like someone who could inspire a desire to conquer.

At this, not just Chí Yǔ and the others, but even Chí Lóng's expression became extremely cold.

In her heart, except for Chí Liè, no one had the right to make her submit!

Just as the conflict was about to escalate, suddenly, the starry void in the distance trembled, and a huge spatial rift was torn open.

"What's happening?" A group of surrounding geniuses were startled and looked over.

A pitch-black figure stepped out from within, like a demon king emerging.

That figure wore cold black armor with ferocious bone spikes extending from it.

With each step, the void trembled.

"Such a powerful aura, who is this?"

"It seems to be that mysterious successor of the Chiyou Celestial Lineage?"

"What, could it be Chí Liè?"

From all directions, many people were surprised.

In fact, most geniuses were seeing Chí Liè for the first time.

Because Chí Liè usually stayed in seclusion to cultivate, he was very mysterious and low-profile.

The Chiyou Celestial Lineage itself was also very low-profile, so among the successors of the nine great celestial lineages.

Chí Liè was definitely the least known.

"I heard before that Chí Liè wasn't the most outstanding among the celestial lineage successors, but now it seems that information was wrong."

"Indeed, Chí Liè's aura is too formidable."

Feeling that suffocating pressure, many geniuses expressed their surprise.

Meanwhile, Chí Lóng, Chí Yǔ, and the others saw that familiar figure and their eyes revealed delight.

Especially Chí Lóng, whose beautiful eyes sparkled.

She felt that Chí Liè seemed like a completely different person, with an aura much stronger than before.

"Is this the surprise Brother Chí Liè has for us?" Chí Lóng thought joyfully.

Actually, Chí Lóng's thoughts weren't wrong.

Under the armor, it was indeed a different person.

"Is this the base of the Fuxi Celestial Lineage?"

Under the black armor and face mask, Jun Xiaoyao's incarnation surveyed everything before him.

He descended, preparing to enter.

"Brother Chí Liè!"

Chí Lóng, Chí Yǔ, and the others approached, their gazes filled with respect.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at the people before him.

Unsurprisingly, they were from the Chiyou Celestial Lineage.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't pay much attention to them and directly moved to enter.

However, the geniuses from the Fuxi Celestial Lineage blocked his path.

Seeing that Chí Liè didn't acknowledge her, Chí Lóng was stunned, a trace of bitterness appearing at the corner of her mouth.

This was Chí Liè's personality, aloof and cold.

They were used to it.

"Chí Liè, the Ancient Emperor's Son didn't invite you, did he?" the leading genius said firmly.

A faint gleam flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

It seemed that the nine great celestial lineages of the Immortal Court weren't a monolithic block; there were internal conflicts.

But thinking about it, how could such a vast and complex organization not have any conflicts?

Not to mention that the nine great celestial lineages belonged to different inheritance branches.

Unlike the Jun family, which was connected by blood and internally united.

Jun Xiaoyao couldn't be bothered to deal with these nobodies and directly stepped in.

"You!"

Before these geniuses could speak, a strong wave of magical power spread out.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

A group of Fuxi Celestial Lineage geniuses spat blood and flew backward, all their bones shattered.

They collapsed on the ground like puddles of mud.

Their cultivation was completely ruined, and they let out terrified and painful screams.

This scene shocked all the surrounding geniuses.

At the base of the Fuxi Celestial Lineage, before the Ancient Emperor's Son's wedding banquet, to cripple the Fuxi Celestial Lineage's geniuses.

This move was simply a direct slap in the face!

Not just others, even Chí Lóng, Chí Yǔ, and their group were shocked.

In their minds, although Chí Liè was aloof and cold, he wouldn't be so domineering.

Especially not on the territory of the Fuxi Celestial Lineage.

Compared to the outsiders' shock, Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained calm.

If he weren't afraid of trouble, he wouldn't mind directly killing these ants blocking his way.

Jun Xiaoyao walked straight in.

After a brief moment of shock, the geniuses of the Chiyou Celestial Lineage all revealed expressions of joy and satisfaction, feeling vindicated.

"Brother Chí Liè is awesome!" Chí Yǔ and the others admired.

In Chí Lóng's beautiful eyes, there was a ripple of emotion, and on her cold beautiful face, a rare shy smile appeared.

"Could Brother Chí Liè be standing up for me?"

Thinking of this, Chí Lóng felt even more sweetness in her heart.