Chapter 118: Followers of the White-robed God King, the Grey
Nalan Clan, Dongxuan Daozong, and Zifu Holy Land, three major forces, search for them.With their influence, if they were to search with all their might, they could cover the entire Tianxuan Continent'...All cultivators within the Forbidden City, from every faction, were still caught off guard.
They were still reeling from the shock of what had just happened.
However, at this very moment, he saw the sight of the Third Prince's head being separated from his body.
Everyone was stunned, their minds blank, unable to recover for a moment.
In the capital city of Pangu's Divine Dynasty, within the Purple Forbidden City, in front of the Lord of Pangu's Divine Dynasty, the third prince of Pangu's Divine Dynasty was killed.
What kind of courage does it take to do something like this
Even the Jun family has to be held accountable first before any judgment is made.
But in the blink of an eye, the Third Prince was beheaded. This happened too quickly, leaving everyone stunned and speechless.
Pangu, the God of War, turned ashen-faced. With a long roar, he raised his hand and probed outwards. The aura of a Quasi-Supreme erupted, crashing towards the distant void.
He was furious and enraged, never expecting anyone would dare to kill his son under his very nose.
In the distance, a sound of qin music resonated through the void. It clashed with the martial god master's moves, causing space to shatter.
Finally, a figure clad in gray appeared out of thin air.
She was a woman in gray robes, seated in the depths of the void, with a charred tail-tipped lute resting on her lap.
The gray robe was wide and flowing, but it could not conceal her proud figure.
Three thousand strands of hair, long and disheveled, obscured most of her face.
Occasionally, a slight breeze would brush past, revealing half of her face. Even in that glimpse, it was as white as snow, a breathtakingly beautiful vision.
Her beauty is no less than Jiang Shengyi's.
Even a sense of mysterious vicissitudes brought about by the passage of time.
That's...
Inside the Forbidden City, most cultivators were stunned.
They never expected that the one who killed the Third Prince would be a woman.
...and she was a woman of unparalleled power.
Many male monks, upon seeing the gray-clad woman's glimpse of a fairy countenance, were stunned, marveling at her beauty and mystery.
"No, you look at the gray-robed woman's eyes. How does there seem to be a feeling of opening up the heavens and earth, evolving chaos" A senior elder from a powerful force exclaimed in surprise.
Only then did everyone notice that the woman in grey's eyes, though partially obscured by her blue hair, were still visible.
Yet, one could still faintly see within it, as if the sun was consumed by stars and the cosmos re-lived the terrifying scene of primordial chaos.
And those pupils, as if overlapping, presented a double ring appearance.
"Hiss... Could it be the legendary Heavy Eye" Many people gasped, their expressions revealing their shock.
The Reincarnation Eye is an extremely rare and powerful type of eye.
In the three thousand physiques, it is also among the top thirty, terrifying to the extreme.
At the sight of such a mysterious and ethereal woman in grey, with eyes that seemed to pierce through all things, the entire audience fell silent.
"Hmm Who are you" Pan Wu Shenzhu's pupils constricted sharply when he saw the woman in gray with dual heterochromatic eyes.
Even he, this future Supreme Being, felt a faint pressure.
Jun Xiaoyao was slightly surprised.
He didn't expect that his protector would be a woman.
And she was also incredibly powerful.
The Panwu God Lord was a sovereign ruler, his cultivation base at its peak. There were very few people who dared to stand against him.
not to mention that she was a woman.
But now, that woman in gray who sits deep in the void, mysterious and alluringly beautiful, exudes an aura no weaker than the Martial God Sovereign.
"Anyone who conspires to harm the young master will be killed without mercy!" The grey-robed woman with double pupils spoke in a flat tone.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed with a strange meaning upon hearing this.
The gray-clad woman with heavy eyes addressed him not as "young master," "divine son," or any similar title, but as "young lord."
This is intriguing.
"Could you be..."
Suddenly, Panwu Shenzhu seemed to have thought of something, his face contorted with extreme surprise and apprehension.
Some elder figures of great power present were as if they had recalled something, and came to their senses.
"I remember now, this woman in gray with double pupils is..." An old man's eyes widened in alarm.
He didn't expect that this person would reappear, and even become the guardian of Jun Xiaoyao.
"Nineth Lady, she made her move after all." Jun Zhantian murmured, not surprised.
“She was one of the Eight Attendants of the Divine King, who followed the White-Robed Divine King Jun Wuhui back then. She is the Heavy-Eyed Qin Woman, Ajiu!” An elder from an immortal Taoist lineage couldn’t help but gasp in astonishment.
As soon as these words were spoken, a tremendous uproar arose from all directions.
If one were to say that the leading figure of the Jun family this generation is Jun Xiaoyao.
Then the previous generation was Jun Wu Hui.
His prowess needs no further elaboration.
In short, even his eight followers are invincible powerhouses.
And this gray-clothed, double-eyed woman, Ajiu, was one of Jun Wuhuai's eight followers back then.
"So that's how it is." Jun Xiaoyao suddenly realized.
No wonder Jun Zhantian said before that his guardian's background was extraordinary.
To my surprise, it was an old subordinate of my father.
And at this time, Tianqin Nü also had a look of astonishment on her face and said: “It’s her, the one who seems to be the existence that my master once said, making others feel utterly dwarfed.”
The master of the Tianqin girl is the head of Xianwuqinzong, whose musical skill surpasses the entire fairyland.
So transcendent and peerless was she that all others paled in comparison.
Now, the identity of the grey-clothed woman with dual pupils, Ajiu, has been completely exposed, causing an uproar.
The expression on Panwu Shenzhu's face turned grim.
That woman, not to mention how powerful she was, her identity was the most frightening thing.
Followers of the White God King!
Although ten years ago, the incident occurred, no one knows whether the White-Robed God King Jun Wuhui is alive or dead.
But, no one dared to underestimate him.
"I kill him, you have an opinion" A Jiu's voice was cold and indifferent, sitting cross-legged in the sky, like an ancient female fairy.
Never before had the God of War felt so humiliated.
He wanted to intervene, but the consequences were unpredictable.
Witnessing the fluctuating countenance of Wǔshén Zhǔ, many onlookers gasped in astonishment.
To be able to push an Immortal God-Emperor to this state, the power behind Jun Xiaoyao is terrifying.
"This matter, indeed, was done wrong by this emperor's rebellious son. This can also be considered his due punishment." Panwu Shenzhu closed his eyes for a long time, and then spoke.
One word, and all four directions fell silent.
The once-mighty emperor of the immortal divine dynasty, finally relented.
"Father…" Wu Mingyue's eyes trembled.
I never thought the Immortal God Dynasty would have a day like this, where they would have to bow their heads.
Jun Xiaoyao's expression didn't change much. He said, "Since that's the case, may I enter Panwuling"
"Jun Xiaoyao, you are being too unreasonable!" Pan Wushen's face had turned as black as night.
Jun Xiaoyao not only publicly humiliated Wu Mingyue, saying that she was unworthy of him.
Even the Third Prince was killed.
And now, Jun Xiaoyao even wants to enter Panwu Ling.
No matter who it was, they couldn't swallow their anger.
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm as he said, "The Third Prince's death is his due punishment, but Jun should be compensated for his losses."
Loss
Wanwu Shenzhu simply wanted to slap Jun Xiaoyao to death!
What did Jun Xiaoyao lose
intact
This is totally made up to scam people.
However, just as the situation reached a stalemate, an ancient and weathered voice slowly echoed from deep within the palace.
"
Enough. Give the Divine Son of Jun's family a chance to enter Panwu Ridge.
"
At the sound, Panwu Shenzhu's face changed!ost primal, most powerful bloodline of my Gorgon clan!" Queen Medusa couldn't help but show her excitement.She is the strongest of the serpent people, naturally she can best understand this bloodline...