Chapter 38

The heavens and earth were deathly silent, and the multitude was speechless!

There were hundreds, even thousands, of forces that had come to attend Jun Xiaoyao's tenth birthday banquet.

And at this moment, these people had all witnessed the fall of a Quasi-Emperor from the Ancestral Dragon Nest with their own eyes.

Moreover, this fallen Quasi-Emperor was not some obscure figure but one who had once been able to contend with the supreme emperors of the human race.

Yet, such a powerful existence was actually slain by the three swords of the Eighteenth Ancestor of the Jun family.

What does this mean?

A Quasi-Emperor could be the foundation of an immortal lineage.

Even a single Quasi-Emperor could establish a top-tier lineage on their own.

But such an existence was slaughtered like a dog by the three swords of the Eighteenth Ancestor.

"Is the Eighteenth Ancestor of the Jun family not just an ordinary supreme strongman?" a young genius swallowed hard and said.

"Rumors say that the most mysterious place in the Jun family is the Ancestral Hall, where no one knows how many ancient elders are buried..." some elders who were somewhat familiar with the Jun family's history said in a deep tone.

The Jun family has stood in the Immortal Realm for countless years, shining with unparalleled brilliance, and its foundation is simply beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

Just one of the ancient elders buried in the Ancestral Hall, if they were to step out, could make the Immortal Realm tremble with a single stomp.

Not to mention, there are even rumors that the Jun family might have an emperor.

"In the near-ancient era, the last great emperor came from the Jun family, the Heaven-Abandoning Great Emperor, Jun Qitian, an existence that transcended the heavens..." some elders whispered to each other, their words filled with awe.

The Jun family's brilliance in the Immortal Realm for countless epochs is not without reason.

In the sky, blood rain was falling, as if the masses were mourning.

The fall of a Quasi-Emperor was enough to trigger celestial anomalies.

"Xiaoyao, after the banquet, come and see me." The voice of the Eighteenth Ancestor echoed from deep within the Jun family.

"Yes." Jun Xiaoyao bowed in the air.

To be honest, the Eighteenth Ancestor's abilities also left Jun Xiaoyao in awe.

Especially the Immortal-Slaying Sword Technique, named for slaying immortals, was incredibly powerful, making Jun Xiaoyao's eyes gleam with excitement.

Such a top-tier martial art and divine ability could not even be found in the Jun family's martial arts hall.

Jun Xiaoyao was considering whether to ask the Eighteenth Ancestor for the inheritance of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Technique when he met him later.

At present, almost all the members of the ancient royal family who had come to provoke the Jun family were completely annihilated.

From the Quasi-Emperor Youlong at the top to the young geniuses of the ancient royal families at the bottom.

"Oh, right, I almost forgot one..." Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the Feathered Race's proud daughter, who was trembling on the ground.

She had almost been killed by Jun Xuehuang, but in the end, Long Haotian intervened, allowing her to survive by a stroke of luck.

But now, seeing this scene, the Feathered Race's proud daughter was almost petrified with fear, even wetting herself.

She had previously thought that the Jun family's divine son would certainly not be a match for Long Haotian.

But now, the scene of Jun Xiaoyao tearing apart Long Haotian was replaying in her mind like a nightmare.

"You should go with them." Jun Xiaoyao's gaze was indifferent.

"No... no, please, Divine Son of the Jun family, spare my life. I, Yuzhu, am willing to be your slave and serve you for life!"

The Feathered Race's proud daughter was continuously bowing and pleading.

It must be said that some ancient royal families or demon races indeed had charms that human women lacked.

For example, Yuzhu, with her snow-white wings, crystal-clear skin, and beautiful appearance.

Even if she were auctioned at an auction, she could fetch a sky-high price.

Jun Xiaoyao said coldly, "To be my female slave, do you even deserve it?"

Even the princess of the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom, Bai Yuer, was merely his female slave.

A mere Feathered Race's proud daughter, what qualifications did she have to be his slave?

Jun Xiaoyao struck with a palm.

"No!" Yuzhu screamed, completely unable to believe that she didn't even have the qualifications to be a slave in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

Pfft!

The last proud daughter of the ancient royal family also fell.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's ruthless actions, some guests wiped the sweat from their foreheads.

The Jun family is a group of ruthless people...

However, even more ruthless was yet to come. Jun Zhantian and several other elders directly carried the corpse of the Quasi-Emperor Youlong over.

They immediately used Dao fire to refine it, starting to roast black dragon meat.

The crowd was stunned, their faces filled with shock, some even dumbfounded.

The corpse of a Quasi-Emperor from the Ancestral Dragon Nest, used to roast meat?

Although for the human race, anything that isn't human-shaped can be eaten,

But this is the flesh and blood of a Quasi-Emperor from the Ancestral Dragon Nest, who dares to eat it?

Even if it were placed before these forces, they wouldn't dare to touch it.

If the Ancestral Dragon Nest were to hold a grudge, they could flatten these forces in a moment.

After all, they are not like the Jun family, Jiang family, or Ye family, ancient lineages that can withstand the wrath of the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

"Everyone, please help yourselves." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, not finding anything wrong with this.

"Wow, wow, wow, we can eat dragon meat!" Jiang Luoli, the little girl, excitedly exclaimed.

Although she is the palm pearl of the Jiang family, she could hardly ever eat dragon meat, let alone Quasi-Emperor-level dragon meat.

Moreover, with the backing of the Jiang family, she wasn't afraid of the Ancestral Dragon Nest's retaliation.

Jun Xiaoyao would also eat, but before that, he had one more thing to handle.

He walked to Long Haotian's corpse, raised his hand, and a vast golden power surged out, beginning to extract the dragon essence from Long Haotian's body.

Generally, once the dragon essence is completely refined, it cannot be extracted.

But Long Haotian had not fully digested the dragon essence, so it could still be extracted.

After a moment, a golden dragon essence was extracted, and within it, a miniature dragon seemed to roar at Jun Xiaoyao.

"Is a mere dragon essence enough to challenge this divine son?" Jun Xiaoyao's lips curled into a cold smile.

He raised his hand again, activating the Divine Elephant Hell Suppressing Technique, this time with a different transformation.

A pitch-black furnace materialized above his head, exuding a terrifying aura capable of refining all things in the world.

"What kind of technique is the Jun family's divine son using?"

"Why do I feel like my soul is about to be sucked into that furnace?"

A group of young geniuses trembled, feeling a sense of dread.

During this year's seclusion, Jun Xiaoyao's Divine Elephant Hell Suppressing Technique had advanced further.

The strongest attack is the Spear of the Nether God.

The strongest defense is the Nether God's Protection.

The fastest speed is the Demon's Wings.

Now, what Jun Xiaoyao was using was the fourth transformation of the Divine Elephant Hell Suppressing Technique.

The strongest refinement, the Hell Furnace.

The Hell Furnace can refine all things.

Whether used against enemies or to refine heavenly treasures, it is extremely practical.

The dragon essence, with no resistance, was sucked into the Hell Furnace and began to be forcibly refined.

A dragon essence is formed from the lifetime essence and rune powers of a dragon race's strongman.

Even Long Haotian had only barely refined it, not fully integrating it.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao easily refined it, without any strain, and there was no way it could burst his body.

There was no energy that could burst the body of an ancient holy body.

And at the moment Jun Xiaoyao refined the dragon essence, his aura also rose uncontrollably.

Rumble!

The sky began to gather calamity clouds, with thunder rolling.

"Could it be... the Jun family's divine son is about to break through again?!"