Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning-Chapter 427 - 425: Four Young Kings of the Immortal Ancient Era, Crown Prince Ao Guang, It’s Harvest Season Again

If Long Aotian truly falls at the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.

Then the impact would be immense. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

This is not merely a contest between celestial prodigies.

It is a confrontation between the Desolate Ancient Royal Family and the Ancient Imperial Race.

If Long Aotian were to lose, wouldn't it suggest that the Ancient Imperial Race is inferior to the Desolate Ancient Royal Family?

Of course, Long Aotian can only represent the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

However, to some extent, the Ancestral Dragon Nest can also represent the Ancient Imperial Race.

"If Long Aotian truly dies, wouldn't the Ancestral Dragon Nest be furious?"

"Perhaps after the Immortal Ancient World ends, the Ancestral Dragon Nest will initiate an Immortal Battle!"

Many outside celestial prodigies are speculating.

In the distance, staying by Ao Zhan's side, Dragon Jade Pool's face also became as pale as paper.

The invincible Ao Tian brother in her heart is now like a turtle in a jar, unable to stir any waves in the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.

Dragon Jade Pool originally thought that Long Aotian could defeat or even kill Jun Xiaoyao, and that would disperse the shadow over her heart.

But now, seeing this scene, the shadow in Dragon Jade Pool's heart deepened.

At this moment, a sharp scream sounded.

"Young Master Long!"

Ao Luan dashed out and intervened.

She couldn't just sit by and watch Long Aotian fall.

"Like a mantis trying to stop a cart, overestimating yourself."

Seeing Ao Luan charging, Jun Xiaoyao's face was indifferent.

He was already at odds with the Dragon-man Race and naturally didn't mind killing one more.

With a flick of a finger, the Nine Tribulations Demon-Slaying Thunder from his Thunder Emperor's Great Divine Techniques erupted, blasting toward Ao Luan.

This strike was enough to kill Ao Luan.

Grinding her silver teeth, a cold glint flashed in Ao Luan's beautiful eyes.

Although she liked Long Aotian, she wouldn't throw her life away for nothing.

Flipping her jade hand, she retrieved a Dragon Seal from her spatial spiritual artifact and crushed it.

With a booming sound, terrifying pressure swept all around!

Golden divine radiance flooded everywhere!

Within this sacred and resplendent light, a young figure dressed in golden robes appeared.

He was a handsome young man, with fair skin, long golden hair flowing down his back, and two golden dragon horns on his forehead.

Though just an illusion, it exuded a terrifying pressure.

Like a young king descending into the world!

"It's... the Crown Prince of the Dragon-man Race, Ao Guang!" Some Immortal Ancient Creatures exclaimed upon seeing this golden-haired handsome youth.

Within the Immortal Ancient World, there are four Immortal Ancient Races.

And among these four Immortal Ancient Races, each has a celestial prodigy at the Celestial God Realm.

They are collectively known as the Four Young Kings of the Immortal Ancient Era!

And this golden-haired handsome youth before them was the young king of the Dragon-man Race, Crown Prince Ao Guang!

Currently, Crown Prince Ao Guang, though only an illusion, his Celestial God Realm pressure was not lacking in the slightest.

"External ants, dare to provoke my Dragon-man Race, seeking your death!"

Ao Guang's demeanor was indifferent, truly like a young king who overlooks all beings.

"Celestial God Realm?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes held a hint of disdain.

"In such a nurturing environment of the Immortal Ancient World, to only have cultivated to the Celestial God Realm, I, the Divine Son, am embarrassed for you!"

Jun Xiaoyao's words left everyone dumbfounded, all were stupefied.

To hear Jun Xiaoyao's tone, it was as if Ao Guang of the Celestial God Realm was trash.

"Is he crazy, daring to provoke the young king of the Dragon-man Race like this?" All the Immortal Ancient Creatures were incredulous.

Jun Xiaoyao, at his True God Realm Great Perfection level, was indeed strong, considered top-tier in the Immortal Ancient World.

But facing the Celestial God Realm, one should bow down in submission.

After reaching the Ninth Stage of Saint, every small realm had a vast gap.

Let alone the leap from True God Realm to Celestial God Realm, that's a complete realm!

The gap was as vast as clouds from mud!

"Not high in cultivation, but big in mouth." Ao Guang's eyes also carried cold indifference.

This wisp of illusion, with his power of the Primordial Spirit, naturally could understand the disdain in Jun Xiaoyao's tone.

Ao Guang made a move, punching out, mana surging.

Even though it was merely an illusion containing the power of the Primordial Spirit, it was enough to casually kill a True God Realm celestial prodigy.

This is the difference between True God Realm and Celestial God Realm.

Ao Guang's fist technique carried a supreme aura of brightness, making one feel as if facing a Light Divine King!

"It's the Great Brightness Divine Fist!"

In the distance, Ao Zhan exclaimed with awe and a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"This brat dares to provoke the Crown Prince, truly courting death!" Ao Zhan muttered coldly.

Crown Prince Ao Guang, with his Light Saint Dragon Bloodline, had formidable strength.

Even with True God Realm Great Perfection cultivation, Ao Zhan couldn't withstand a single punch from Ao Guang.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes revealed cold indifference.

"No one can stand high above before I, the Divine Son!"

Jun Xiaoyao also struck, the brilliance of the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist surging, clashing with Ao Guang's Great Brightness Divine Fist.

Meanwhile, Dragon Jade Pool began to strike the Heaven and Earth Furnace from the outside to assist in rescuing Long Aotian.

Seeing this, Ao Luan once again summoned and crushed a talisman.

Terrifying mana erupted, shattering the Heaven and Earth Furnace with a resounding boom.

With a long howl, Long Aotian emerged from within.

However, at this moment, he looked rather disheveled.

Though a layer of defensive dragon scales had formed on his body surface, preventing an even more miserable condition.

Yet the cruelest blow was not his physical state.

The seven Dragon Essences he had refined were now extracted from the Heaven and Earth Furnace.

The seven Dragon Essences, varied in color and shimmering with luster, floated within the Heaven and Earth Furnace.

"Give me back my Seven Dragon Essences!"

Seeing Princess Long Ji attacking, Long Aotian was filled with rage.

Princess Long Ji truly wanted him dead, it wasn't just empty words.

Between them, there was no room for reconciliation anymore.

"Wait for me, all of you..."

Long Aotian shouted angrily, with Ao Guang obstructing him.

If delayed, when Jun Xiaoyao freed his hands, he really risked falling.

If he stayed any longer, then even if he executed his final trump card, he couldn't hope to fight Jun Xiaoyao on equal terms anymore.

In the meantime, no matter how reluctant Long Aotian was, he had no choice but to flee and abandon the Seven Dragon Essences.

Even if he had one last trump card, until his cultivation was on par with Jun Xiaoyao, he didn't dare fight him again.

As Long Aotian made his way to safety, Bai Mei'er, watching from the side, also followed closely behind.

On the other side.

Jun Xiaoyao moved with skill, his Six Paths Reincarnation Fist clashing powerfully with Ao Guang's Great Brightness Divine Fist and breaking it apart with a single stroke.

And Ao Guang's illusion, in that fist radiance, shattered into countless points of light.

"External ant, dare to entertain delusions of grandeur?"

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

This time, not being able to kill Long Aotian was somewhat regrettable.

However, next time, perhaps someone else might assist him.

For Jun Xiaoyao, this mattered little, nor did he find it regrettable.

He had already gained something.

With a gesture, the seven resplendent and radiant Dragon Essences within the Heaven and Earth Furnace were claimed by Jun Xiaoyao.

These Seven Attribute Dragon Essences were exceedingly precious, one of Long Aotian's aces.

And now, they were in the possession of Jun Xiaoyao, who smiled.

It was harvest season for collecting chives.

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