Chapter 53

At the same time, on the other side of the Taihuang Forest.

A group of green-scaled flying dragons flapped their wings in the air.

On the leading dragon, Long Bichi stood proudly.

She was clad in a green armor, which tightly wrapped her slender and supple body, her face beautiful yet full of valor.

Two green dragon horns protruded from her hair, like jade carvings, faintly glowing.

"The secret treasure is finally about to be opened. I, this dragon maiden, will see if that Jun family divine son has three heads and six arms," Long Bichi raised her eyebrows.

She did not underestimate Jun Xiaoyao.

But she also did not believe that Jun Xiaoyao was invincible.

After all, in this era of great contention, outstanding figures emerged, and various kings vied for supremacy. Who had the right to call themselves invincible?

Since no one did, then Jun Xiaoyao could not be invincible either.

Long Bichi asked herself, even if she could not suppress Jun Xiaoyao, she could at least retreat unscathed.

On this side, besides Long Bichi from the Ancestral Dragon Nest,

there was also the young king of the Nine-Headed Lion Clan, a top ancient royal family.

There was a powerful existence from the Swallowing Heaven Sparrow Clan.

In Nantian City,

Jun Xiaoyao and his group were preparing to set off.

They stepped out into the void, immediately attracting the attention of those around them.

There was no way around it; with Jun Xiaoyao's current popularity, as long as his identity was exposed and recognized, he would attract all the attention wherever he went.

Jun Xiaoyao did not mind.

Just then, a soft and tender female voice, like a nightingale, sounded.

"Xiaoyao, it's been a long time."

Hearing this voice, Jun Xiaoyao stopped in his tracks and turned to look.

A group of people came on a flying boat, and the leading young woman in a snow-white robe, with her hair flying and her sleeves fluttering, looked like a celestial maiden descending to earth.

Her face was crystal clear, as if radiating light, her eyebrows like distant mountains, her eyes filled with poetry, extremely beautiful, with a transcendent and refined beauty.

Perhaps because she possessed a congenital Dao embryo, she naturally harmonized with the Dao, giving a feeling of perfect harmony and naturalness.

Who else could this woman be but Jiang Shengyi?

"Is it the divine maiden of the Jiang family..." Many people's gazes shifted.

Many male cultivators were stunned by her beauty, their eyes filled with admiration.

"Xiao..." Jun Xiaoyao was about to speak.

Jiang Shengyi lightly hummed, as if reminding him of something.

"Sister Shengyi." Jun Xiaoyao helplessly changed his words.

"That's better." Jiang Shengyi smiled, her teeth sparkling.

Although she was much more mature than Jiang Luoli, she was still a young woman in her prime, and her personality was not overly mature and rigid.

Jun Xiaoyao did not expect that the Jiang family would send Jiang Shengyi instead of Jiang Luoli.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's expression, Jiang Shengyi teased, "What, disappointed that you didn't see Luoli?"

"No." Jun Xiaoyao honestly replied.

He didn't care about that short-legged girl.

"She is being forcibly confined in the family to cultivate and couldn't come to see you this time. She was very angry about it," Jiang Shengyi said with a smile.

"Let her focus on her cultivation then. By the way, Sister Shengyi, are you coming with us?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

Jiang Shengyi was his mother's distant cousin, and if possible, he didn't mind taking care of her.

"Really, who should be taking care of whom?" Jiang Shengyi gave Jun Xiaoyao a flirtatious look.

Clearly, she should be the one protecting Jun Xiaoyao.

"Alright then, I'll leave it to you, Sister Shengyi." Jun Xiaoyao didn't care; after all, he didn't need anyone's protection.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao chatting casually with Jiang Shengyi, all the male cultivators present looked envious.

And the female cultivators envied Jiang Shengyi for being able to converse with Jun Xiaoyao.

For a moment, no one knew who to envy.

Just then, the voice of an old Daoist from Jitian Sect echoed across the sky of Nantian City.

"Everyone, the Yuan Tian Supreme Secret Treasure is about to open. The Immortal Dao Tradition has sealed the sky and earth, and senior cultivators are not allowed to enter!"

"This secret treasure is extremely dangerous. Those with weak strength should wisely retreat to save their lives!"

After his words,

a brilliant light soared into the sky, hovering above the Taihuang Forest.

It was a large mirror, its surface like a pool of green water.

"That's our family's ancient holy weapon, the Sky-Viewing Mirror!" Jun Zhangjian said.

The Sky-Viewing Mirror could reflect the images of heaven and earth.

Jun Xiaoyao knew that this was to prevent the young geniuses of the Immortal Dao Tradition from directly perishing in the secret treasure.

If there was any danger, with the Sky-Viewing Mirror, they could also provide timely assistance.

"Let's go." Jun Xiaoyao waved his sleeve.

"Yes!"

Behind him, Jun Zhangjian, Jun Xuehuang, Jun Wanjie, and Jun Linglong nodded in response, like respectful attendants and maids.

Jiang Shengyi also led some Jiang family geniuses to follow.

Her eyes also showed surprise.

"It seems my nephew is starting to make a name for himself."

...

As Jun Xiaoyao and his group headed for the Taihuang Forest,

the entire Nantian City was in motion.

Although the old Daoist had warned that the Yuan Tian Secret Treasure was extremely dangerous,

it could not stop the enthusiasm of these cultivators.

After all, it was the secret treasure of a Supreme Stronger.

Even a small opportunity could help them rise.

Most of these cultivators were not from major forces, and they had to find various resources and opportunities on their own.

The Ji family's Ji Xuan and others also set off with a group of geniuses.

At the entrance of Nantian City, Xiao Chen, wearing a hooded cloak, looked up at the backs of Jun Xiaoyao and his group as they left, his eyes filled with hatred and determination.

"Jun Xiaoyao, wait..."

Xiao Chen also rushed towards the Taihuang Forest.

Behind him, Wu Mingyue, hidden in the shadows, followed.

She was also worried about Xiao Chen practicing in the dangerous Yuan Tian Secret Treasure alone.

At the same time, on the side of the ancient royal families, Long Bichi, the Nine-Headed Lion, and the Swallowing Heaven Sparrow all set out.

The entire area around the Taihuang Forest was boiling!

Nantian City was only a thousand miles away from the Taihuang Forest.

In just a moment, Jun Xiaoyao and his group arrived at the edge of the Taihuang Forest.

Jun Xiaoyao looked out, seeing an endless forest shrouded in a strange gray mist, exuding an ominous aura.

In the deepest part of the forest, the aura of a Supreme Being permeated, and strange phenomena appeared.

Without a doubt, that was the location of the Yuan Tian Supreme Secret Treasure.

Only those who possessed the Yuan Tian Supreme Token could truly delve into the deepest part of the secret treasure.

However, the others could still find some benefits on the outskirts.

Therefore, all the cultivators rushed towards the Taihuang Forest at this moment.

At the same time, inside the Taihuang Forest, ancient relics roared, and pure-blooded beings howled.

They were all driven mad by the gray mist, their combat strength stronger than usual.

Soon, various battles broke out.

At this moment, Ji Xuan from the Ji family also arrived, his gaze remotely looking at Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao, sensing something, turned his head and also saw Ji Xuan.

"He should be the young sage of the Ji family," Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

However, Jun Zhangjian, beside him, gritted his teeth, his expression somewhat dark.

"Hmph, he once relied on his cultivation level to defeat me a few times and then went around boasting that he defeated the Jun family's sequence," Jun Zhangjian said coldly, feeling very annoyed.

"Oh, so there was such a thing," Jun Xiaoyao said.

His attention, however, was focused on Ji Xuan's right arm.

The hand bone of a Sage King, hmm...

Should he take it?