y the way, young friend, come with me to the inner courtyard. That ancient and supreme being also wants to meet you." Old Mu chuckled.Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows slightly.Does the ancient, supreme...Outside the ancient capital of the Zhuque Kingdom, a mighty combined army of the three ancient kingdoms arrived once again.

Just on the faces of many soldiers, there was still a trace of fright.

After all, last time, they were frightened by the Four Guards of Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain from the Jun family.

Although there was lingering fear in their hearts, the allied forces did not panic too much.

Because they too heard from the commanders above that this time there would be big figures behind them, with mysterious forces helping.

Even the appearance of the Divine Son of the Jun family could not prevent the fall of the Zhuque ancient country.

Meanwhile, the ancient kingdom of Zhuque was already prepared.

Tens of thousands of ancient soldiers from the Zhuque Kingdom guarded outside the imperial capital.

The sovereign of the Zhuque Nation, along with Jade Child and the others, had also made their appearance.

"Has the Divine Child arrived yet" Bai Yu'er asked the attendant beside her.

"Your Highness, the message has been sent and we expect a reply soon," the attendant said.

"Good." Bai Yu'er nodded slightly.

Unable to see her carefree self, his heart will never be at peace.

Meanwhile, the combined armies of the three ancient kingdoms have approached the imperial capital.

Above the heavens, three figures appeared, they were the three national masters, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise.

However, what caught the attention of the Lord of Suzaku and others was...

Behind the three of them, in mid-air, was a magnificent bed, exquisitely crafted from gold.

Yes, it's a tremendously large bed.

The four corners of the bed are carved with dragon heads.

All sides were shrouded in gauze curtains, but faintly, one could see within numerous graceful figures.

This scene left the sovereign of Zhuque Country somewhat dumbfounded.

Could the mysterious young master spoken of by the Lord of Qinglong Kingdom, be lying on that bed

But that's too bizarre, right Who would refine a bed into a flying magic weapon

When the Zhuque Country's ruler thought about this, his expression suddenly changed.

"Not...could it be him" The Emperor of Suzaku's heart sank slightly.

If he's right, then things are going to be very bad.

Even with the backing of your family's divine son, it would still be extremely troublesome.

"Well met again, Lord of the Suzaku Kingdom," chuckled the Lord of the Azure Dragon Kingdom.

This time, he seemed very confident.

It seems you guys haven't learned your lesson, are you still after what you lost last time" The Sovereign of Zhuque Nation was equally defiant.

He has the support of the Jun family's divine son, so he needn't be too afraid of that mysterious young master.

And at this moment, a cold and arrogant voice came from within the golden dragon bed.

“Lord of Zhuque Nation, this Marquis gives you one last chance. Submit to me, hand over that thing, and…”

Then, after a pause, the voice continued.

"Have the princess pay homage to Yu'er, becoming this marquis' concubine."

A cold, arrogant, and domineering voice echoed through the heavens.

The people of Zhuque Ancient Country all had angry red faces.

The ruler of Zhuque Kingdom's face was also incredibly cold, but when he heard the mysterious young master call himself "this Marquis," his heart sank completely.

Nine times out of ten, it's that person. There's no mistake about it.

However, just then.

A colder, more domineering voice echoed from the heavens.

"Let my disciples become your concubines, what are you!"

In the depths of the imperial palace, a golden divine radiance erupted.

It was a majestic and powerful nine-headed lion, pulling a golden chariot, soaring through the air.

A peerless figure, divine and awe-inspiring, stood upon the war chariot. Like a white-clothed god king, his presence shook the heavens and earth!

And behind him, Jun, wielding his sword with four companions, led the Fenglinhuoshan Four Guards. They surged forward like four unstoppable torrents of destruction!

The Divine Son of the Jun Family is here!

"That's a top-tier ancient royal creature, a nine-headed lion, actually used as a chariot puller!"

"And the Four Great Guards, Wind-Fire-Mountain-Forest, are also here!"

The armies of the three ancient kingdoms were instantly thrown into disarray.

After all, there are still shadows in their hearts.

It's not just the four guardians Feng, Lin, Huo, and Shan. There's also Jun Xiaoyao, with his Lixian Jian Jue sword technique, killing tens of thousands of soldiers with a single strike, it's simply devilish!

Jun Xiaoyao stood in the sky above the imperial capital.

His arrival, along with the four guardians of Fenglinhuozhan, calmed the hearts of all in the Zhuque ancient country.

Bai Yuer's eyes lit up, her expression filled with joy.

Because what Jun Xiaoyao said was about my people.

That means she belongs to Jun Xiaoyao.

Even as a slave girl, she is still Jun Xiaoyao's slave girl.

"Your Majesty," the ruler of Suzaku Nation bowed slightly to Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand and looked at the golden dragon bed.

He had some guesses, and if he was right, they were probably pretty close.

"The Divine Son of the Jun Family, as rumored, is indeed arrogant and conceited, looking down on everyone."

From within the Golden Dragon Bed, a cold voice echoed.

Jun Xiaoyao's scolding just now made him extremely displeased, but because of Jun Family Godson's prestige, he didn't directly lose his temper.

"It seems the mastermind behind the three ancient kingdoms is you after all." Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his tone calm.

"Black hand Hehe, this lord only wants to subdue some vassal forces." said that voice.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.

This statement is clearly an excuse.

His objective was the bronze compass, an heirloom passed down through generations of the Four Ancient Kingdoms.

Subduing factions is merely a ploy to deceive others.

And he claimed to be a lord.

Jun Xiaoyao had almost guessed who he was.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm, his fist clenched, and he punched out.

His current realm is the late stage of Guiyi, far surpassing the previous Grand Perfection of Shenqiao Realm.

The same tactic, when unleashed, possesses a power that is utterly incomparable.

A lifelike golden dragon, entwining his fist and striking out, is the Dragon Fist.

All eyes witnessed a golden dragon's mighty roar, as it soared across the sky and crashed down upon the Golden Dragon Bed.

Jun Xiaoyao hadn't yet empowered his fist with the power of the Divine Elephant Conquering Prison Technique, but this punch alone was enough to shatter mountains a thousand zhang tall!

"Humph!"

From within the golden dragon bed, a cold snort was emitted.

A single hand reached out, mana surging forth, as if instantly transforming into countless palms, striking the void and causing space itself to tremble and churn.

"Hmm Hun Yuan Scattering Fist... It seems to be him after all." Jun Wanjie's eyes flashed.

Before this, he had almost confirmed the man's identity. Now that he used his divine powers, the man's identity was revealed without a doubt.

Boom!

In the void, the two figures clashed, their moves creating waves that rippled through the emptiness.

Below, countless people watched in amazement.

Is this the combat fluctuation of a Heaven's Chosen It feels as terrifying as a Saint.

A furious gale swept across the land, but Jun Xiaoyao stood firm and unmoved.

And that golden dragon bed, however, was shaken back, and along with it the gauze curtain was torn to shreds and flew away.

Finally, the silhouette of a person emerged.

Many scantily clad beauties were directly killed by this shockwave, lying dead on their beds.

In the center of the bed lay a young man with a jade crown and a crimson gold robe. His appearance was unremarkable, ordinary in every way, but his face held a cold expression as he stared at Jun Xiaoyao.

"As expected, it's you, Pan Wushen Dynasty, Champion Marquis!" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

Full text past, a strand or two of hair falling against the face.That melon-shaped face was delicate and exquisite, with eyes like crystal black gems.The whole person looks like a beauty that doesn't belong to...