SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS

Perhaps it was because Feather Cloud Dress's brother, the Feather Transformation King, was too outstanding.

In strength, looks, he was one in a million.

Under his influence, Feather Cloud Dress looked down on all other men.

Even the talents from ancient families, heirs of sacred lands, or sons of immortal schools, in her eyes, were nothing special.

None could compare to her brother.

Feather Cloud Dress was even somewhat worried that with her elevated standards, would any man in the future be able to catch her eye?

But at this moment, looking at that figure stepping across the sky, Feather Cloud Dress was dazed.

Jun Xiaoyao was like an immortal descending to the mortal world, his sleeves floating, transcendently unworldly.

His features were like ancient carvings, his brow and eyes clear, his bearing elegant.

Without a trace of mortal air about him, he seemed so detached as to feel unreal.

Feather Cloud Dress was shocked.

What divine-level looks were these?

She thought her brother, the Feather Transformation King, was already handsome enough.

With silver hair like snow, majestic and handsome.

Worthy of being called a male god.

But compared to Jun Xiaoyao before her eyes, he still fell short by several degrees.

If the Feather Transformation King was a perfect male god in the mortal realm.

Then Jun Xiaoyao was an immortal who had descended to the mundane world.

The quality of their auras still had a fundamental difference!

"Amitabha, Princess Cloud Dress, did I not tell you, even nuns would renounce their vows upon seeing him," said Fan Tian.

Feather Cloud Dress didn't hear him, just nodded blankly, completely dazed.

She had thought that the Jun family's divine son who had swept through the ancient path would be the domineering, powerful type.

Instead, he was such a handsome immortal-like young man.

Oh no, it was the feeling of a heart stirring.

No, it was the feeling of a heart stirring to the point of almost having a heart attack!

Jun Xiaoyao didn't spare others a glance.

As soon as he appeared, his gaze fell on Qin Wudao.

Almost simultaneously, Qin Wudao's gaze also met with Jun Xiaoyao's.

The two, one in white clothes as elegant as an immortal, one in black and gold attire, charmingly handsome.

Their gazes crossed in the void, with sparks flying.

They could both feel a familiar aura from each other.

The Chaotic Emperor's Symbol!

Between them, a murderous atmosphere formed invisibly.

Even Feather Cloud Dress couldn't intervene.

Other geniuses showed surprise in their eyes.

Could these two be about to fight?

Thinking of this, everyone's eyes revealed a trace of interest.

These two, one was the divine son of the Jun family, one was the divine son of the Qin family.

A battle between divine sons of two ancient families would be interesting indeed.

"You obtained the Chaotic Emperor's legacy?" Qin Wudao's eyes were cold, his tone heavy.

"You ask what you already know," Jun Xiaoyao replied calmly.

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, there was an immediate uproar.

"The Jun family's divine son really did reach the thousandth level, and even obtained the Chaotic Emperor's legacy!"

"A record, the Jun family's divine son has created a new record!"

"As expected of a divine son, but why do I feel that creating such a record isn't difficult for him?"

Surprise!

Admiration!

Shock!

"He really reached the top, passed the test, doesn't that mean his talent can rival the Chaotic Emperor in his youth?" Feather Cloud Dress was even more dazed.

She couldn't possibly have imagined that Jun Xiaoyao had already defeated the Chaotic Emperor's heart demon.

Strictly speaking, Jun Xiaoyao's talent and strength even surpassed the young Chaotic Emperor!

With her previous mindset, Feather Cloud Dress would definitely have been very worried, fearing that her brother would have another powerful competitor.

But now, looking at that face, she really couldn't dislike him.

"Perhaps he could be friends with my brother," Feather Cloud Dress suddenly thought.

After all, their Feather Transformation Divine Dynasty and the Jun family had no grudges or friction.

Why couldn't they be friends?

Compared to the shock and amazement of everyone else, Qin Wudao's face had darkened to the extreme.

He could not tolerate others obtaining the Chaotic Emperor's legacy!

And Qin Wudao had to obtain the Chaotic Emperor's legacy to reach the next level, to truly stand at the pinnacle.

At that time, whether it was the heir of the Celestial Court or the reincarnated Buddhist son, he would have confidence in defeating them all.

Otherwise, without obtaining the Emperor's legacy, Qin Wudao would fall a step behind others.

"You should know, I am the successor of the Chaotic Emperor," Qin Wudao said coldly.

"So what?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes revealed a hint of playfulness.

Qin Wudao couldn't really think he was so easy to talk to, could he?

"My clan brother Qin Zimo, was he killed by you?" Qin Wudao continued.

Jun Xiaoyao instantly understood Qin Wudao's thoughts.

He laughed.

But it was a cold laugh.

"If you want to find an excuse, this one is too flimsy. No need for nonsense, come on."

Jun Xiaoyao said, then slowly extended three fingers.

Qin Wudao frowned, not understanding his meaning.

Everyone present was also confused.

"Three moves, this divine son gives you three chances. If you can hurt me even slightly, the Chaotic Emperor's legacy is yours!"

As these words fell, the entire scene sank into dead silence.

All the surrounding geniuses had unprecedented astonishment on their faces!

Who was Qin Wudao?

The divine son of the ancient Qin family, his talent, cultivation, and strength, even among the ultimate ancient path, was in the top tier.

How could he be looked down upon like this?

Jun Xiaoyao was strong.

But Qin Wudao was not just anyone.

Jun Xiaoyao's words were like a senior looking down on a junior, completely not putting Qin Wudao on the same level as himself.

But indeed, after the battle with the Chaotic Emperor's heart demon, Jun Xiaoyao truly felt that Qin Wudao offered no challenge.

So, he was only willing to use three moves.

"Indeed, his personality is just as rumored, so strong and domineering!" A hint of blush appeared on Feather Cloud Dress's beautiful face.

Jun Xiaoyao looked gentle and elegant, with an ethereal aura.

But when he became domineering, he was a hundred times more forceful than Qin Wudao!

"Jun Xiaoyao..."

Qin Wudao said word by word, his aura exploding, his pressure disturbing heaven and earth, shaking all directions.

As the divine son of the Qin family, he had never been so despised before.

"Of course, this divine son giving you three chances comes with a price. If you lose, hehe..." Jun Xiaoyao smiled, not saying much more.

But the meaning was already there.

"You're outrageous!"

Qin Wudao could no longer hold back and attacked directly.

Seeing this, Fan Tian shook his head slightly, showing a pitying expression, and put his hands together saying:

"Buddha is merciful, people always need to learn to grow after receiving a beating."

Obviously, Qin Wudao had not yet received a beating, otherwise he would not be so impulsive.

Boom!

Qin Wudao simply threw a punch.

An imperial aura emerged, as if it could suppress an entire era!

This was the Qin family's unique divine technique, the Emperor's Suppressing Fist!

The most unique aspect of the Qin family was their imperial divine techniques.

The First Emperor of the Qin family, renowned throughout the immortal realm, once gathered the faith of all beings, ignited the imperial fire, suppressed the nine heavens and ten earths, leaving a brilliant mark in ancient history.

As the current divine son of the Qin family, Qin Wudao naturally also practiced imperial divine techniques.

This punch of his truly seemed like an emperor descending, his fist suppressing the nine provinces!

"As expected of the Qin family's divine son, one move reveals his depth..."

Everyone was shocked, admiring this Qin family divine son's abilities.

Feather Cloud Dress also put aside her previous contempt.

Qin Wudao was not much weaker than her brother, definitely having the ability to fight and contend.

However, just as she was thinking this.

Suddenly a boom sounded, and people were somewhat stunned to see Qin Wudao's figure heavily falling to the ground, creating spider web-like huge cracks in the earth.

His arm made cracking sounds, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his heart violently shook.

What happened?

Everyone was bewildered, even Feather Cloud Dress was stunned.

"Two moves left."

Jun Xiaoyao calmly withdrew his fist, his tone without a trace of mortal air.