excited, like wolves or tigers, they're practically about to kneel before Jun Xiaoyao and worship him.Bai Xuewei saw this scene, besides self-deprecating and bitterness, there was no other expression...Several streaks of light fell from the flying ancient beast.

All eyes turned to the group, their leader a tall youth with a proud bearing and a defiant glint in his eyes.

Upon seeing this person, the surrounding cultivators were slightly disappointed.

"Not the King family's young emperor, but Wang Teng's younger brother, Wang Gang." A proud genius shook his head slightly, with a hint of disappointment.

They also want to admire the demeanor of the Emperor.

"Hmph, my brother, how could he possibly come here and compete with a group of people for a groom" Wang Gang looked around with cold eyes and sneered.

He also held Wang Teng in high regard.

In his mind, if Wu Mingyue were to take the initiative and pursue Wang Teng, perhaps he would be willing to accept it.

For Wang Teng to take the initiative to vie for the position of son-in-law is simply unbecoming of a young emperor's status.

The entire Wang family in the Northern Territory was proud of Wang Teng.

At this moment, a chariot rumbled through the sky once more.

"The Jun family has finally arrived!"

Many cultivators from various factions present stood up involuntarily, looking out to see if Jun Xiaoyao had appeared.

However, to their disappointment, they did not see the figure of the nine-headed lion.

That was Jun Xiaoyao's mount.

Jun Zhantian appeared with Jun Zhanjian and several others.

After which, Jun Xiaoyao's figure did not appear.

All sorts of sounds came out.

Of course, most people believe that even if Jun Xiaoyao cannot defeat the champion Hou, he will definitely not be afraid.

A small number of people also believe that Jun Xiaoyao is a coward who is too afraid to show up.

"They are truly a short-sighted bunch. The young master's strength is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people," Jun Linglong said softly.

Even those closest to them were unaware of Jun Xiaoyao's true strength.

How could those outsiders possibly know

"Don't worry, I believe Xiaoyao will come." Jun Zhantian smiled, radiating confidence.

And soon after, the Jiang family arrived as well.

Jiangshenyi and Jiang Lirli, this big and small pair of beauties appeared, as if adding brilliance to heaven and earth.

The gazes of countless people were captured by these two graceful figures.

"Everyone says that the Princess of the Divine Dynasty is a breathtaking beauty, but the twin beauties of the Jiang family surpass her in every way." A young prodigy exclaimed.

"If I could just gain the favor of either one of these beauties, I would die a happy man!" said a male monk dreamily.

"You're delusional, do you think you're the Son of God" A group of people rolled their eyes.

On Ye Family's side, Ye Xingyun's pupils trembled slightly.

The delicate figure that haunted his thoughts day and night appeared.

Although his personality has undergone subtle changes, his feelings remain unchanged.

Just as Ye Xingyun was about to step forward to greet her.

Jiang Luoli, however, directly jumped over to the Jun family's side.

"Where's Brother Xiao Yao Where's Brother Xiao Yao" Jiang Luo Li poked her head in and out, scanning the crowd of Jun family members.

But looking left and right, she didn't see the figure she had been thinking about day and night.

"Jun Zhan said to the others, 'Xiao Yao hasn't arrived yet.'"

"You girl, are you in such a hurry" Jiang Shengyi walked over, her snowy clothes spotless, her fairy face as dreamlike and beautiful, captivating people.

"Humph..." Jiang Luoli pouted her lips and scrunched up her little nose.

She was a little down.

Because I didn't get to see the person I wanted to.

And as if by coincidence, Ye Xingyun just happened to come over at that time.

"Luo Li, it's been a long time." Ye Xingyun gave a composed and graceful smile.

"Who are you" Jiang Luoli said with a hint of displeasure and irritability in her voice.

“I’m Ye Xingyun.” Ye Xingyun’s face stiffened again.

"Oh, I remember now…" Jiang Luoli nodded.

However, before Ye Xingyun could feel secretly pleased in his heart, he heard.

"You must be the one who got knocked unconscious by Brother Xiao Yao, right"

Even with his usually calm demeanor, Ye Xingyun almost choked on a mouthful of blood at this moment.

Jiang Luoli addressed him as "Brother Xiaoyao" whenever she was open and happy, and "Brother Xiaoyao" when she was closed off.

It was as if a curse had been cast, driving Ye Xingyun to the brink of madness. He wanted nothing more than to obliterate Jun Xiaoyao.

He managed a stiff smile and then turned away.

Jiang Luoli didn't care; she only had Jun Xiaoyao in her heart.

"Don't worry, I think he should come." Jiang Shengyi comforted with a light smile.

Though she didn't show it, her heart...

Actually, I also kind of want to see you free and carefree.

I really want to see you.

As time passed, the major immortal powers also arrived almost completely.

However, nobody noticed that a hooded figure was sitting in the very last seat at the back.

It is Xiao Chen.

He glared coldly at the group of people from the Jun family.

Love me and love my dog; hate me and hate my dog.

Later on, if I, Xiao Chen, can completely rise to power, I will definitely uproot the Jun family and eradicate them completely! Xiao Chen secretly swore in his heart.

And at that very moment, a cacophony of shouts and gasps erupted around them.

In the distance, a figure bathed in divine light descends from the heavens.

"He is the Champion Hou!" many cultivators shouted.

No wonder they paid so much attention, for Champion Hou was a presence like a hurricane.

He is the most likely person to be chosen as Wumu Mingyue's husband.

Challenge Jun Xiaoyao.

All of this pushed the champion Hou to the forefront.

The current champion Hou is different from the champion Hou in the ancient country of Suzaku.

The champion Hou was nothing but a mere avatar.

And this is the true self.

The true champion Hou, clad in the pitch-black and menacing Tianmangjiao Shen armor, wields the razor-sharp and chilling Shangmang Shen spear.

Within him, there was still a lingering, inexhaustible aura of the Haotian Sword Intent, as if it were the Heavenly Emperor's spirit sword.

"This must be the Divine Dynasty Champion Hou, his aura is indeed powerful!"

"Indeed, hearing about it is not as good as seeing it. Although this Champion Hou's reputation isn't very good, his strength is truly impressive!"

When the true champion Hou appeared, many of the peerless geniuses from immortal powers all had solemn expressions.

The Champion Hou's aura is too powerful.

Picked up a suit of godly gear, lucky!

Even the top prodigies of immortal powers would be wary.

In the corner, seeing champion Hou Xiaochen, a layer of frost instantly covered his face.

"Could this be the wretch who covets the moon He's not to be underestimated." A chill spread through Xiao Chen's heart.

Across the horizon, Yang Pan's gaze fell upon the Jun family.

"Heh, as expected, he didn't appear. Seems I overrated Jun Xiaoyao after all." Yang Pan had a sneer on his face.

Jun Xiaoyao took his peach halfway, robbed him of his opportunity, and destroyed his avatar and saint puppet.

Yang Pan had simply enraged Jun Xiaoyao to the point of wanting him dead.

To publicly humiliate Jun Xiaoyao and ruin his reputation would be a kind of revenge.

However, as soon as his words left his lips, a sharp and angry voice rang out.

"What right do you have to criticize Brother Xiaoyao, you hideous, jet-black beetle!"

The one who opened her voice was Jiang Luoli.

Her words left the audience stunned.

Then many eyes turned to Champion Hou.

The Champion Hou was adorned in a pitch-black Heavenly Might horned armor, with two black, curved horns protruding from his head.

From a distance, it does look rather like a large black beetle.

Many cultivators stifled laughter with their hands over their mouths, their faces flushed red.

Yang Pan's expression turned grim, his face hardening. Recommended Reading: of pressure from him."That… that is, the ancient Tianjiao of the Xiahou Imperial Clan who was sealed away, Xiahou Fengyun."The Eight Great Clans are deeply rooted, with countless prodigies.And the Xi...