Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

“I wonder how Yinlan is doing now?”

Jun Wuxie looked into the distance, his heart constantly concerned about Ji Yinlan.

That day, she was taken away by a mysterious woman.

That woman possessed an aura similar to Ji Yinlan.

He guessed that the woman should be someone from Ji Yinlan's sect.

After all, for so many years, Ji Yinlan had always been protected by someone.

The Great Zhou faced the danger of national annihilation.

Ji Yinlan returned at that time, how could she possibly not have a strong expert following her?

In the past two days, he had tried to contact Ji Yinlan, but had received no response.

However, Ji Yinlan was not in mortal danger, he could be certain of this, otherwise the rune symbol with the soul imprint on the communication jade slip would have disappeared long ago.

He tried to contact her again, sending her a message.

Still, he received no response.

By the second day,

the communication jade slip finally reacted.

Inside was a simple sentence from Ji Yinlan.

“I am well, and will enter a special secret realm for cultivation. I hope you cherish yourself and do not worry—Yours, Yinlan.”

Jun Wuxie looked at it, and a knowing smile involuntarily appeared on the corner of his lips.

She was gradually shedding her aloofness in front of him.

It was like this outside the capital, and now her reply was the same.

…

Sunrise and sunset.

The day of the Meitong Clan's marriage alliance arrived.

This day was also Yan Qingcheng's birthday.

As the head of the Meitong Clan, she had been born into a noble and respected position, rising from a Holy Maiden to the position of Clan Head, reaching the pinnacle of her life.

But even with such a revered status, she still could not control her own life.

Her thirtieth birthday should have been a joyous and happy day.

But for her, it was a day of being sacrificed as a bargaining chip, a day that chilled her heart.

“How have you spent your birthdays since you were little?”

Jun Wuxie looked at the rising red sun, muttering to himself.

“On a day like today, you should be happy and joyful. Therefore, I will give you an unforgettable birthday.”

“With your stubborn personality, if I don't take care of you, you might do something self-destructive. This is something I will never allow and cannot bear. So I am here. Just leave everything to me…”

The sky became brighter and brighter, the rising sun completely broke through the clouds, and the golden-red sunlight filled the earth.

Taking advantage of the early hour, Jun Wuxie entered the Eternal Divine Palace.

He called Ye Qingxue's name several times, but received no response.

He waited for a moment, but still received no response.

After thinking about it, he went straight towards the Zhenyu Tower.

Pushing open the tower door on the first floor, he arrived in the vast void.

This was the second time he had entered here since obtaining the Nine Heavens Essence Blood.

Above the firmament, it was a golden-red color.

It was the huge Vermilion Bird Divine Bird, assisting in suppressing the Nine Heavens Coffin.

He could only enter the first floor now. Since he had never been to the second floor, the Zhenyu Tower had not opened it to him.

The Nine Heavens Coffin was quietly placed in the distant sky, surrounded by chains of order.

He came to the front of the Nine Heavens Coffin and quietly stared at it for a moment.

Then, grabbing a corner of the Nine Heavens Coffin, energy containing traces of the Nine Heavens Essence Blood surged from his palm. He exhaled and roared, and with a loud bang, he slowly lifted the coffin.

“Young Master, what are you doing?”

A gentle yet dignified voice rang out in the sky, filled with surprise.

Young Master?

Jun Wuxie was stunned and looked up.

It was the Vermilion Bird. He saw her golden eyes, like two eternal suns, burning with golden-red flames, staring at him in shock.

“Young Master, the first floor of the Zhenyu Tower has recognized you, allowing you to shake the Nine Heavens Coffin, but Young Master, you can't mess around!”

The Vermilion Bird's voice was filled with solemnity.

“I'm borrowing the coffin for a while!”

Jun Wuxie said. After all, this trip to the Meitong Clan was someone else's territory.

He would be facing many Saint Sects, even Half-Saints.

Moreover, the Meitong Clan also had a Half-Saint-level clan-protecting formation and a Half-Saint-level clan-suppressing weapon.

He also had to prepare a killing weapon that could suppress the scene.

“Can you not be so crazy?”

Ye Qingxue's slightly helpless voice came from the void.

“Aren't you just afraid that I won't appear at a critical moment, and you're shaking the Nine Heavens Coffin to force me to show myself, right?”

The void slowly twisted, and a snow-white figure appeared in front of him.

“My Qingxue little sister is really smart as ice and snow.” Jun Wuxie, having his thoughts exposed, said without blushing or skipping a beat: “Since I've been seen through by little sister, shouldn't you show some indication? After all, I'm venturing alone into a Dominator-level force. Wouldn't it be a feather in your cap if I could shock a clan?”

Ye Qingxue didn't speak, just quietly looked at him.

Beneath the mask, those eyes that seemed to contain the stars of the heavens and realms were so beautiful that they could make one suffocate.

It was just that her eyes were no longer as deep and unfathomable as they used to be.

He could see the slight trembling in her eyes.

This kind of gaze made his heart tremble along with it.

“I have some problems myself, and may not appear for a while.” Ye Qingxue suddenly said, and then stretched out a slender finger, as white as jade, with a golden military symbol flickering on the fingertip.

“What's wrong with you?”

Jun Wuxie felt a inexplicable panic in his heart.

“It's not what you think. I need to enter a special state to retrieve something I lost. In that state, all external perception will be isolated.”

As she spoke, she stretched out the finger with the military symbol.

Jun Wuxie involuntarily reached out his palm to receive it.

Fingertip touched palm.

It was slightly cool, but it made his heart tremble slightly.

The military symbol instantly disappeared into his body.

“This military symbol can detect the realm of the creatures attacking you. As long as they are above the Saint Sect, it will appear and help you kill the enemy, but it can only appear three times.”

Jun Wuxie looked at the hand where the military symbol had disappeared, but felt no excitement in his heart.

“Are you really okay?”

He was still worried.

“I'm fine.” Ye Qingxue shook her head and said, “Don't touch this coffin again in the future. If it leaves the Zhenyu Tower, the consequences will be unimaginable.”

“I know.”

Jun Wuxie nodded.

How could he not understand the terror of the Nine Heavens Coffin?

He had only moved the coffin earlier to force Ye Qingxue to show herself.

“Your realm has reached Grandmaster, and you can slowly absorb and fuse the Nine Heavens Essence Blood Qi dormant in your body, but don't be too eager to achieve quick results, take it slow. In this way, while improving the strength of the Primordial Avatar, you can also temper your body and increase the intensity of your talent growth.”

After Ye Qingxue finished speaking, she disappeared into the void.

Jun Wuxie's body also appeared outside the Zhenyu Tower.

He looked inward, and the military symbol was in the Sea of ​​Consciousness of his Primordial Spirit, as if fixed there, motionless.

With this military symbol as a safety net, he no longer had any worries, and immediately returned to the outside world.

At this time, the sun was already high in the sky.

Figures began to appear in front of the Meitong Clan's mountain gate.

The high-level figures of the Meitong Clan's Sect Emperor realm, leading a group of disciples, were receiving guests who came to congratulate them.

Jun Wuxie watched quietly.

The first to arrive was the Yu Ling Sect, led into the clan by a Meitong Clan Sect Emperor.

Three people came from the Yu Ling Sect, one of whom was the Sect Master of the Yu Ling Sect, whom Jun Wuxie knew, and another was a Sect Emperor peak realm expert, who should be one of the chief elders.

The last old man with deep eyes had the cultivation of the Saint Sect realm, but it seemed that he had only just entered this realm and only had initial cultivation. He might be the chief elder who had retired from the previous session, and now should be a veteran-level figure under the Hidden Elder.

One after another, the Kaitian Sword Sect, Saint Gate, Great Brahma Zen Sect, Pudu Temple, Demon Phase Sect, Medicine King Sect, Bingyun Tower, Xiao Clan, Yunling Nan Family, Oriental Family, Dugu Family, and other Dominator and Quasi-Dominator forces all arrived.

Most of the Dominator-level forces personally attended, only Shangguan Wanwan of the Demon Phase Sect and Mu Xuelan of the Bingyun Tower did not come.

“Wanwan is accepting the inheritance of the Demon Goddess in the Burial Corpse Land, but why didn't Xuelan come?”

Jun Wuxie was a little surprised, but it was good that she didn't come.

Mu Xuelan seemed indifferent to him, but in reality, she might be a jealous person.

Last time, she caught him on a tryst with Yan Qingcheng in the Peach Forest, and she was like she had eaten gunpowder.

Jun Wuxie seriously suspected that the woman was jealous.

If she came today, facing a series of events, he didn't know how sour she would be.

Gradually, the people from the various forces seemed to have all arrived.

At this time, a beast roar came from afar, shaking the mountains and fields.

It was a fierce beast burning with white flames all over its body, its shape like a lion.

The Cold Flame Beast in the Exotic Beast Records, a Saint Beast bloodline, was extremely powerful!

The Cold Flame Beast pulled a chariot, with two glittering treasure chests placed on it, and two sharp-eyed old men standing on top.

Behind the chariot were two palanquins carried by four young girls.

The palanquins were surrounded by fiery red gauze, and a young man sat in each of them.

Next to each palanquin was a young girl carrying a flower basket, scattering fiery red petals into the air as they walked.

Those petals floated in the air, burning into a rain of fiery sunlight, fluttering and scattering.

Jun Wuxie's eyes gradually turned cold.

Both the chariot and the palanquins had an ancient phoenix pattern engraved on them.

It seemed that those were the people from the Ancient Phoenix Sect.

The ones in the palanquins should be the two protagonists of this event, Gu Yu and Gu Wei.

Such a display was really extremely ostentatious, with sparks and lightning all the way.

As soon as the people from the Ancient Phoenix Sect arrived, the crowd in front of the Meitong Clan's mountain gate suddenly became flustered and rushed forward to greet them.

Soon, two old men with aura as deep as the sea hurriedly came out of the clan and welcomed them in as honored guests.

Behind them were some loose cultivators with some fame in the world, mostly in the Sect Emperor realm, with a small number of Saint Sect experts.

"The Enchanting Eyes Clan has invited quite a few people this time. They've even invited rogue cultivators. It seems they aren't ashamed but rather proud of it."

Jun Wuxie rode Zhuiying and disappeared from the mountain peak, arriving at the mountain gate in an instant.

He dismounted and led Zhuiying forward.

The people of the Enchanting Eyes Clan couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise when they saw it was him.

Immediately, the corners of the mouths of several people in charge of reception curled up slightly, revealing a hint of playfulness.

They had already received the news that Jun Wuxie, whose cultivation had been completely lost, was coming.

They didn't expect that he would actually come.

If it were the former Jun Wuxie, even if they were unhappy, they could only greet him with a smile.

But times have changed. Even the Guardian personally sent someone to issue a notice, stepping on him in front of the whole world and severely humiliating him.

What else could they worry about?

The clan today does not welcome this person.

Of course, he must still be allowed in today, otherwise the adults of the Ancient Phoenix Sect would probably have less fun. If this good opportunity to humiliate him in public was missed by blocking him outside, it would be meaningless.

However, letting him in is one thing, but they might as well make things difficult for him.

"Who goes there?"

A young man from the Enchanting Eyes Clan stepped forward and stopped Jun Wuxie.

"Open your eyes wide and see what place this is!" Another young man stepped forward, pointing to the towering boulder next to him, and said, "See it? Can you read? Can you see clearly what the three words written on it are?"

"Where did this bumpkin come from? This is the Enchanting Eyes Clan, one of the two dominant forces in Southern Border!"

A young girl curled her lips and sneered, "Is our Enchanting Eyes Clan a place where any Tom, Dick, or Harry can come to freeload?"

Jun Wuxie looked at them coldly, especially at the girl who spoke rudely.

Amidst their provocative and ridiculing gazes, he took out the invitation and slapped it on the girl's face with a 'smack'.

Instantly, the girl flew out horizontally, half of her face swollen like a pig's head, and several of her teeth were knocked out.

The people of the Enchanting Eyes Clan were stunned.

They didn't expect that Jun Wuxie, who had lost his cultivation, would dare to be so strong in front of their Enchanting Eyes Clan's gate, directly hitting someone!

"How dare you be so arrogant here, you're courting death!"

Two young men came back to their senses and shouted angrily.

The girl, looking at the bloody teeth in her hand, screamed and rushed up like a madwoman.

"It seems you don't want your remaining teeth either?"

Jun Wuxie raised the invitation, and the girl stopped immediately, gritting her teeth and looking at him with a cold light in her eyes.

"You dare to forge an invitation, give it to me!"

The two young men were very upset. They originally wanted to give Jun Wuxie a hard time and humiliate him, but the result was the opposite. They reached out to snatch the invitation.

Slap!

Jun Wuxie swung the invitation and slapped them, one slap each, sending the two young men flying, their faces covered in blood.

After slapping them, he led Zhuiying inside.

"Don't court death. If you want to live, be good, otherwise I don't mind slapping you to death."

Jun Wuxie didn't turn his head and said lightly.

Several people who tried to catch up stopped immediately, their faces extremely gloomy.

Inside the Enchanting Eyes Clan, on a certain mountain peak, a man and a woman, two elders, quietly watched this scene.

"Yan Yu, do you think his arrival today can change anything?"

"Probably not, unless the Military Sage comes forward, but perhaps there really will be a miracle?"

The woman sighed, her beautiful purple eyes filled with deep helplessness.