re about faceThe young man immediately locked eyes with the white-clad man standing before him, his figure ethereal and light as if he trod upon air.The chaotic radiance and chaotic rules surrounding...Just as many people were speculating.

In the distance, a golden glow blazed across the sky, accompanied by a surge of purple clouds. A group of people arrived, led by Jun Xiaoyao and his companions.

Wu Mingyue, Yi Yu and others also came with him.

Jun Lingcang then brought Jun Daolin and Jun Xiyue with him.

When the Jun family arrived, the atmosphere immediately changed.

That aura was not comparable to that of ordinary powerful young talents.

"As expected of one of the Three Great Families, the Jun Family. With the Godchild and the Heavy-Eyed Seer, the rest of their ranks are also incredibly powerful." some elders of various factions sighed in admiration.

Feeling this aura, the faces of the Yin-Yang Holy Son and others also changed.

"Why are they all gathered at the door" Jun Xiaoyao, clad in white robes as pure as snow, stood atop the nine-headed lion, resembling an aloof immortal.

"The Holy Spirit Academy, it's said to have three trials, which can test the strength and potential of a genius," Jun Linger explained.

"So that's how it is. Who set up this kind of trap How boring." Jun Xiaoyao said nonchalantly.

"Doesn't my cousin have the desire to give it a try" Jun Lingcang said.

He also noticed Yi Yu beside Jun Xiaoyao, that aura made him feel surprised.

Jun Xiaoyao and others landed at the entrance of Sheng Ling Academy.

Jin Lie immediately saw the nine-headed lion beneath Jun Xiaoyao's seat. His brows furrowed, and he coldly said, "Nine-Headed Lion, you are a top Ancient Royal Clan comparable to my own. To willingly be someone else's mount, don't you find it disgraceful"

The nine-headed lion was taken aback, all nine heads tilting in unison to glare at Jin Lie.

It has already completely submitted to Jun Xiaoyao, even the Nine Spirit Yuan Saints let it follow Jun Xiaoyao.

And only after following Jun Xiaoyao did the nine-headed lion realize how awesome it was to hold onto a powerful person's leg.

"It's impossible for me to leave my master, never in this lifetime. Every member of the Jun family is talented and powerful, and I absolutely love it here."

One word, and the entire room fell silent.

The magnificent nine-headed lion, reduced to this state... truly speechless.

"Nine-headed lion, you..." Jin Lie was so angry his seven orifices were smoking.

"Amitabha Buddha, you and this monk are fated to meet. Why not follow me" Fahai chanted a Buddhist invocation and said as he walked out.

"What kind of lowlife are you" the nine-headed lion sneered.

Fahai smiled slightly and said, "I am Fahai, a disciple of the Western Heaven Buddha."

"What, Little Western Heaven" The nine-headed lion stiffened, its fur bristling, its expression radiating extreme caution.

At the sound of the name "Little Xi Tian," it would tremble.

After all, their ancestors were once suppressed by the Great Emperor of Buddhism, transformed into mounts and guardian deities.

The nine-headed lion also held great disdain for the Little Western Heaven.

"Fah Hai" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flickered.

This name seems so familiar, like a bald monk with a violent temper from my past life.

"Master Jun, this nine-headed lion and I have fate. I wonder if Master would be willing to part with it" Fahai still smiled.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't say anything, extending a palm forward, surging mana erupted, pressing down on Fa Hai.

Fa Hai's smile vanished abruptly. He reached out with one hand, forming the lotus seal, and met Jun Xiaoyao's palm strike.

Bang!

After a tremendous roar, Fa Hai flew backwards and landed heavily on the ground, sending up dust.

Everyone who saw this was dumbfounded.

That was a disciple of the Little Heaven, yet he was blown away with one hand.

Although there was some element of Fahai being caught off guard, the most important factor was still Jun Xiaoyao's own powerful strength.

"You..." Fa Hai rose from the scattering dust and debris, his face no longer bearing the previous composure.

"Now, are you still fated to meet the nine-headed lion" Jun Xiaoyao asked nonchalantly.

Fa Hai fell silent, a look of apprehension in his eyes.

Jun Xiaoyao let out a cold snort and ignored him.

He had a tinge of respect for the true Buddhist faith.

But someone like Fa Hai, who is supposedly a Buddhist disciple, clearly has impure six senses and is a false monk. Naturally, there's no need for him to be polite.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao was about to enter the academy, Yin Yang Saint Son spoke up: "A divine son of the Jun family, wouldn't you even dare to try the three trials"

"If it's not challenging, why bother" Jun Xiaoyao said dismissively.

This statement made many disciples of the Holy Spirit Academy look furious.

The Holy Spirit Academy's three trials are renowned tests, even ancient heroes have left their mark and records here.

How can it become unchallenging when spoken by Jun Xiaoyao

"The attitude of the Divine Son's family is still as arrogant as ever," Xia Lan said sarcastically.

And at that moment, a cold shout rang out.

"To speak to Young Master in such a manner, how bold!"

Yi Yu let out a cold snort and made his move.

He reached out his hand into the void, gathering magical power, which transformed into a golden bow and arrows. He fired two arrows at the Yin-Yang Saint and Xia Lan.

Arrows burning with the true fire of the sun pierced through the void, their power reaching its peak.

Yin Yang Shengzi and Xia Lan both showed expressions of horror and hurriedly resisted.

The Yin-Yang Saint Child brushed out with both hands, as if transforming into a black-and-white Taiji shield.

While Xia Lan burst forth with imperial aura, a royal sword materialized in the void and slashed across.

But nothing worked!

The fierce arrow pierced the Taiji shield directly, shattering the Wang Dao sword. Undeterred, it continued its momentum and crashed forward.

Boom! Boom!

Two deafening roars echoed out, accompanied by two screams of agony.

Both Yin Yang Saint and Xia Lan had a terrifying blood hole appear on their bodies.

The blood hole was not in the heart, it wasn't because Hou Yi had missed his shot, but rather he did it intentionally.

It is alright to reprimand these two, but if you truly kill them, it would also bring some trouble to Jun Xiaoyao.

Yiyu knows his limits.

Looking at the blood-spitting, disheveled Yin Yang Saint and Xia Lan, the entire venue fell silent.

Then, one by one, astonished gazes turned to Yiyu.

Most of the cultivators present had not participated in the martial arts competition, so they did not know who this newcomer was who had appeared beside Jun Xiaoyao.

"Such formidable power, to severely injure both academy saint sons in a single move!"

"Could it be that someone from an immortal lineage is here, and they're friends with the Jun Family Divine Son" some people speculated.

Yi Yu coldly looked around and said, "I am merely a follower of the Divine Child. After this, should anyone dare to provoke the Divine Child again, do not blame me for being merciless!"

"What!"

Yi Yu's words were like an earthquake of magnitude eighteen, leaving all the cultivators speechless with their mouths agape and eyes wide open.

Such a powerful young supreme being, just a follower of Jun Xiaoyao

At this moment, many disciples of powerful factions completely doubted their lives.

They don't even compare to Jun Xiaoyao, and their followers pale in comparison to his as well. They are simply too weak.

"Damn it, who's making a ruckus in my Sacred Spirit Academy!"

In the distance, a shout rang out, and a white-bearded old man appeared.

A terrifying aura of sanctity was rippling around him, causing the void itself to distort.

"He is the Grand Elder of Shengling Academy, a powerful Saint Master!" exclaimed a cultivator.

Even the academy's usually reclusive Grand Elder, who rarely ever showed himself, was roused from his slumber.

Seeing the Yin-Yang Saint and Xia Lan in such a disheveled state, covered in blood, Elder Great's eyes twitched, and anger surged within him.

At first glance, she saw Jun Xiaoyao's calm and indifferent face.

They provoked the divine son, his followers lightly chastised them. What, do you have an issue with that

Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, looking coldly at the Grand Elder of the academy.

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