Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning-Chapter 488 - 486: Massacre Unleashed, Dragon-man Race Celestial Prides’ Terror, Gathering of Immortal Ancient Races

Jun Xiaoyao stood gracefully in the void, his white clothes whiter than snow, billowing as they caught the wind.

Dao patterns surged around him, and ten thousand rays of light appeared, truly resembling a son of the Immortal Emperor, a descendant of the divine, carrying an essence of sanctity, transcendence, and supremacy.

"Is it... Jun... Jun... Jun Xiaoyao?" A celestial pride from the Dragon-man Race witnessed this, his eyes bulging with extreme shock, unable to speak coherently.

Not only he, but the other celestial prides of the Dragon-man Race also looked as if they had seen a ghost, their faces full of disbelief.

Indeed, it was as if they had seen a ghost.

Because had Jun Xiaoyao not already fallen within the Bronze Immortal Hall?

How was he now alive and standing before them?

"Am I seeing things?" Some from the Dragon-man Race rubbed their eyes desperately, yet Jun Xiaoyao's figure remained standing upon the sky.

"Why, are you so surprised to see me, the Divine Son?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled at the corner of his mouth, appearing calm and gentle.

Yet the celestial prides present from the Dragon-man Race did not believe so.

The fierce reputation of Jun Xiaoyao had already spread throughout the Immortal Ancient World.

In the Immortal Ancient World, there was no one who did not know Jun Xiaoyao.

In the eyes of the Immortal Ancient Creatures, Jun Xiaoyao was synonymous with a god of slaughter.

"You... weren't you already dead inside the Bronze Immortal Hall?" a celestial pride from the Dragon-man Race exclaimed.

"Dead? I, the Divine Son, choose death myself; otherwise, who can seize my life?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently, hands behind his back.

"Heavens, the Bronze Immortal Hall couldn't even cause him to fall..." A celestial pride from the Dragon-man Race internally wailed.

They had joked earlier, saying, wasn't Jun Xiaoyao returning?

And now, he truly was.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you killed the Crown Prince, and yet dare to boldly appear in our Dragon-man Race's Ancestral Land, seeking your own death?"

A woman from the Dragon-man Race with eyes full of naked hatred spoke.

The Dragon-man Race, like the Ancestral Dragon Nest, has internal different branches.

This woman belongs to Crown Prince Ao Guang's branch.

"Seeking my own death?" Jun Xiaoyao looked at the woman.

His face still carried a gentle smile, as he slowly extended a hand.

Suddenly, the aura of the Saint Realm erupted forth.

He was still permeated with the aura of the Bronze Immortal Hall, so the Saint Tribulation had not descended.

But this did not mean Jun Xiaoyao was not a Saint.

Boom!

As Jun Xiaoyao reached out, a giant mana hand, interwoven with Dao patterns, pressed down directly.

The Dragon-man Race woman's face revealed horror.

She did not even have time to scream before she was crushed into a pulp with a splutter.

The celestial prides present from the Dragon-man Race were all stunned.

At this moment, the aura emanating from Jun Xiaoyao rendered their minds blank.

"Saint... Saint's aura?"

After a brief blankness, they were left in disbelief and shock!

"This is impossible!" many Dragon-man Race celestial prides cried out, shocked to the extreme.

Previously, Jun Xiaoyao had a cultivation of the Dao God Realm, already extremely demonic, in the Immortal Ancient World.

And now...

Damn, he directly became a Saint!

Even riding a rocket couldn't result in such rapid cultivation speed!

"What... what secret technique did you use!?" A celestial pride from the Dragon-man Race exclaimed in disbelief.

"If you don't believe, then feel it again."

Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward, not even needing to attack.

The Saint's aura alone crushed the celestial prides of the Dragon-man Race, making their flesh bodies explode, blood flowers scattering across the sky.

These celestial prides of the Dragon-man Race, in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, were worthless trash, not even qualified to join his forces.

"Run away!"

"He is truly a Saint, heavens!"

"Go, back to the Ancestral Land, even if Jun Xiaoyao is a Saint, he would never dare enter our race's Ancestral Land!"

Celestial prides from the Dragon-man Race exclaimed, beginning to flee in panic towards the Ancestral Land.

Their race's strong individuals were all within the Ancestral Land.

Watching those panicked fleeing backs, Jun Xiaoyao had the ability to annihilate them, but did not.

It was as if he were gazing at white mice in a cage, with a mocking glint in his eyes. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"You think I wouldn't dare step into the Dragon-man Race's Ancestral Land? Ridiculous." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

He truly felt some pity for these celestial prides of the Dragon-man Race.

They knew nothing of Jun Xiaoyao's capabilities.

While Jun Xiaoyao was slaughtering in front of the Ancestral Land of the Dragon-man Race.

This disturbance was noticed by some scouts from other races nearby.

In an instant, many races began gathering towards the Ancestral Land of the Dragon-man Race.

Elsewhere, a group of young creatures with a third eye on their foreheads also received the news.

"What, the Dragon-man Race has a disturbance, could it be related to the previous tremors in the sky?"

These creatures were young celestial prides of the Three-Eyed Holy Race.

They also headed towards the Dragon-man Race upon receiving the news.

The celestial prides of the Ancient Witch Race also got the news, and likewise hurried to the Dragon-man Race.

"The Dragon-man Race has a disturbance, who dares to cause trouble there?"

Li Qiuyue, on Li Xian's orders, came to investigate the situation, and she also got the news.

"Let's go have a look."

Li Qiuyue, too, with a group of celestial prides from the Beauty Race, headed towards the Ancestral Land of the Dragon-man Race.

In no time, the Ancestral Land of the Dragon-man Race seemed to become the center of the Immortal Ancient World.

All kinds of races converged there.

The reason for this disturbance was many people connecting it to the previous unusual tremors in the sky.

For these freedom-seeking Immortal Ancient Races, any anomaly drew immense attention.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao had already arrived before the Ancestral Land of the Dragon-man Race.

The few celestial prides from the Dragon-man Race who had fled before also entered the Ancestral Land.

After entering the Ancestral Land, these celestial prides from the Dragon-man Race breathed a sigh of relief, then looked towards Jun Xiaoyao with a mocking expression.

Strong individuals from the Dragon-man Race cannot leave the Ancestral Land.

But as long as Jun Xiaoyao dares to step into the Ancestral Land, they guarantee that Jun Xiaoyao could never walk out alive.

"Jun Xiaoyao, though I do not know what method you used to temporarily reach the Saint Realm, this is the Ancestral Land of our Dragon-man Race, and stepping in means certain death!"

"Yeah, aren't you very strong? If you've got guts, come in here!"

"That's right, come on over!" Another celestial pride from the Dragon-man Race taunted Jun Xiaoyao, beckoning him with a playful finger.

Jun Xiaoyao, witnessing this, shook his head indifferently: "Fools!"

Then he looked at those celestial prides of the Dragon-man Race, his Three Lives Primordial Spirit vibrating in his mind, releasing waves.

Splutter!

The celestial prides from the Dragon-man Race, who had mocked and taunted, had their primordial spirits obliterated, and their heads exploded like bloody fireworks.

"Bold!"

Within the Ancestral Land of the Dragon-man Race, a cold voice shouted, with the aura of a Saint bursting forth.

The Saint from the Dragon-man Race appeared.

And it was at this moment that the various Immortal Ancient Races had arrived around the Ancestral Land of the Dragon-man Race.

The people from the Three-Eyed Holy Race and the Ancient Witch Race all attended.

Li Qiuyue also led the celestial prides of the Beauty Race to this place.

However, when she gazed over and saw that white-clad, peerless figure, like an Exiled Immortal, her mind trembled, falling into complete blankness.

Wasn't this the person she had longed for day and night?

"It is... Lord Divine Son!"

Li Qiuyue covered her lips with her jade hand, revealing surprise, astonishment, and deep joy!