At the same time, on the other side of the Tahuang Forest.
A flock of azure-scaled flying dragons beat their wings in the air.
On the lead dragon, Long Bichi stood proudly.
She wore azure armor that wrapped her slender and supple figure, her face beautiful yet valiant.
Two azure dragon horns peeked out from her hair, like carved jade, faintly glowing.
"The secret treasury is finally about to open. This dragon lady wants to see if that Jun family divine son has three heads and six arms," Long Bichi raised her eyebrows.
She didn't underestimate Jun Xiaoyao.
But she also didn't believe Jun Xiaoyao was invincible.
After all, in this era of great competition, with prodigies rising and kings vying for supremacy, who could claim to be invincible?
Since no one could, Jun Xiaoyao couldn't be invincible either.
Long Bichi believed that even if she couldn't subdue Jun Xiaoyao, she could at least retreat unscathed.
And here, besides Long Bichi from the Ancestral Dragon's Nest,
There was also the young king from the top-tier ancient royal clan, the Nine-Headed Lion Clan.
And a powerful being from the Heaven-Devouring Sparrow Clan.
South Heaven City.
Jun Xiaoyao and his group were preparing to set out.
They stepped into the void, immediately attracting gazes from all around.
It couldn't be helped. With Jun Xiaoyao's current popularity, as long as his identity was exposed and he was recognized, he would attract all eyes wherever he went.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't mind.
Just then, a soft female voice like a nightingale leaving its valley rang out.
"Xiaoyao, long time no see."
Hearing this voice, Jun Xiaoyao paused and turned to look.
A group of people came riding on a flying ship. At the front was a young woman in snow-white clothes, her black hair flying, her clothes fluttering, like an immortal descending to earth.
Her face was crystalline, as if emitting light. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains touched with indigo, her eyes filled with poetic brilliance. She was extremely beautiful, with a transcendent, otherworldly quality.
Perhaps because she possessed an innate Dao body, born in harmony with the Dao, she gave people an incredibly harmonious and natural feeling.
If this woman wasn't Jiang Shengyi, who else could it be?
"It's the divine woman from the Jiang family..." Many people's gazes also shifted.
Many male cultivators' eyes filled with amazement, slightly dazed.
"Little..." Jun Xiaoyao was about to speak.
Jiang Shengyi lightly huffed, as if reminding him of something.
"Sister Shengyi." Jun Xiaoyao changed his words helplessly.
"That's better." Jiang Shengyi smiled, her pearly teeth gleaming.
Although she was much more mature than Jiang Luori, she was still a young woman in her prime, and her personality wasn't too mature or rigid.
Jun Xiaoyao hadn't expected that the one coming from the Jiang family would be Jiang Shengyi, not Jiang Luori.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's expression, Jiang Shengyi teased, "What, disappointed not to see Luori?"
"No," Jun Xiaoyao said truthfully.
He didn't care about that short-legged girl.
"She's being forcibly kept in the family to cultivate, and couldn't come to see you this time. She was so angry about it," Jiang Shengyi said with a smile.
"Then let her cultivate well. By the way, Sister Shengyi, are you traveling together with us?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.
After all, Jiang Shengyi was his mother's distant cousin. If possible, he didn't mind looking after her.
"You're really precocious. Who should be looking after whom?" Jiang Shengyi gave Jun Xiaoyao a coquettish glance.
It should be her protecting Jun Xiaoyao, shouldn't it?
"Alright then, I'll have to trouble Sister Shengyi later," Jun Xiaoyao didn't care. After all, he didn't need anyone's protection.
Looking at Jun Xiaoyao casually chatting and laughing with Jiang Shengyi, all the male onlookers revealed envious gazes.
And those female cultivators envied Jiang Shengyi for being able to converse with Jun Xiaoyao.
For a moment, the crowd didn't know who to envy more.
Just then, the voice of the old Daoist from the Dao Extreme Heavenly Sect resounded over the entire South Heaven City.
"Everyone, for this opening of the Yuantian Supreme Lord's secret treasury, the immortal lineages will seal heaven and earth. The older generation of cultivators may not enter!"
"This secret treasury is extremely dangerous. Those with weak strength, if you know what's good for you, withdraw now and you may keep your lives!"
After these words fell,
A brilliant light image rose into the air, hovering above the Tahuang Forest.
It was a huge mirror, its surface like a pool of clear water.
"It's our Jun family's ancient sacred weapon, the Sky-Observing Mirror!" Jun Zhiangjian said.
The Sky-Observing Mirror could reflect scenes of heaven and earth.
Jun Xiaoyao knew this was to prevent these prodigies of the immortal lineages from perishing directly within the secret treasury.
If there was danger, with the Sky-Observing Mirror, they could also provide timely aid.
"Let's go," Jun Xiaoyao said, waving his sleeve.
"Yes!"
Behind him, Jun Zhiangjian, Jun Xuehuang, Jun Wanjie, and Jun Lingling, the four of them, nodded and responded, like respectful attendants and maids.
Beside them, Jiang Shengyi also led some Jiang family prodigies to follow.
There was also amazement in her eyes.
"It seems my nephew's grand momentum is beginning to form."
...
As Jun Xiaoyao and the others headed towards the Tahuang Forest,
The entire South Heaven City stirred.
Although the old Daoist had warned earlier that the Yuantian secret treasury was very dangerous,
It still couldn't stop these cultivators' fervent hearts.
That was a Supreme Lord's secret treasury.
If they could obtain even one opportunity, it could help them rise.
After all, these cultivators weren't born into any great powers, and had to find all kinds of resources and opportunities themselves.
Ji Xuan and others from the Ji family also set out with a group of prodigies.
At the gate of South Heaven City, Xiao Chen, wearing a hooded cloak, looked up at the departing figures of Jun Xiaoyao and the others, his eyes revealing a trace of hatred and determination.
"Jun Xiaoyao, just wait..."
Xiao Chen also rushed towards the Tahuang Forest.
And behind him, Wu Mingyue, hidden in the shadows, also followed.
She was also worried about Xiao Chen training alone in such a dangerous place as the Yuantian secret treasury.
At the same time, on the ancient royal clan side, Long Bichi, the Nine-Headed Lion, and the Heaven-Devouring Sparrow also set out together.
The entire area around the Tahuang Forest was boiling!
South Heaven City was only a thousand miles from the Tahuang Forest.
In just a quarter of an hour, Jun Xiaoyao and the others arrived outside the Tahuang Forest.
Jun Xiaoyao looked out to see an endless forest, spreading with eerie gray mist, shrouded in ominous intent.
And in the deepest part of the forest, there was a Supreme Lord's aura permeating, with unusual phenomena appearing.
Without a doubt, that was where the Yuantian Supreme Lord's secret treasury was located.
Only those with the Yuantian Supreme Lord's command token could truly enter the deepest part of the secret treasury.
However, others could also pick up some leftovers outside.
Therefore, all the cultivators rushed towards the Tahuang Forest at this moment.
And at the same moment, within the Tahuang Forest, ancient species also roared, and pure-blooded creatures howled.
They had all been stained by the gray mist and gone mad, their battle power stronger than usual.
Soon, various battles erupted.
At this time, Ji Xuan from the Ji family also arrived. He glanced at Jun Xiaoyao from afar.
Jun Xiaoyao seemed to sense something and turned his head, also seeing Ji Xuan.
"He should be that little saint from the Ji family, right?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
However, Jun Zhiangjian beside him slightly gritted his teeth, his expression a bit gloomy.
"Hmph, he once relied on his realm to win against me in a few moves, and then went around proclaiming that he had defeated the Jun family's lineup."
Jun Zhiangjian said coldly, very displeased in his heart.
"Oh, so there was such a thing," Jun Xiaoyao said.
His attention, however, was focused on Ji Xuan's right arm.
The bone of a Saint King, hmm...
Should he snatch it or not?