SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS Chapter 1044 1044 The Great Calamity of the Future

"What……is going on here?"

Jun Xiaoyao's mind went completely blank.

Jun Xiaoyao, who had always been cold and indifferent, looking down on everything.

His heart, for the first ti, felt a little unsettled.

What exactly was the great calamity that descended upon the immortal realm, leaving quasi-emperors as corpses scattered across the universe?

And why would Jiang Shengyi do sothing like that?

Jun Xiaoyao didn't understand.

Not at all.

No matter how clever he was, it was impossible for him to know the script in advance and foresee everything that was to co.

What exactly was that glimpse of the future about?

Would Jiang Shengyi die?

Jun Xiaoyao couldn't bring himself to imagine it.

"No, could this be a heart demon during my tribulation?"

Jun Xiaoyao suddenly realized.

Right now, he was in the middle of crossing the Primordial Spirit tribulation.

Perhaps this so-called glimpse of the future was actually a heart demon trying to disrupt his condensation of the future Primordial Spirit.

It wasn't impossible.

But Jun Xiaoyao still instinctively felt that the glimpse of the future didn't seem to be a heart demon.

Rather, it was sothing that might truly happen on so day in the future.

Jun Xiaoyao asked himself — if Jiang Shengyi really died for him, what would that feel like?

He didn't want to think about it.

"You think a single illusory glimpse of the future is enough to disturb my mind?"

Jun Xiaoyao steadied himself.

His character and willpower had always been monstrous, far beyond that of ordinary people.

Even if Mount Tai collapsed before him, his expression would not change.

To think that a re illusory glimpse of the future could shake him — that was underestimating him.

"Even my fate is nothingness itself. Who could possibly deduce my future?"

"Besides, I will not allow sothing like that to happen."

"Even if heaven and earth are destroyed, even if the ages crumble — the people of Jun Xiaoyao, who dares bury them, who dares destroy them!?"

Jun Xiaoyao's mind and spirit beca completely calm, unmoving and unshakeable.

That fragnt of the future shattered in an instant, dissolving into countless points of light.

Those points of light then gathered upon the flower of the future.

Gradually, a miniature figure erged, crystallizing into a small, translucent figure like glass — a miniature version of Jun Xiaoyao.

It was unmistakably the future Primordial Spirit!

Boom!

With the condensation of the future Primordial Spirit.

In Jun Xiaoyao's mind, three Primordial Spirits sat cross-legged upon three flowers of the Great Dao.

Past, present, future!

Jun Xiaoyao's three-life Primordial Spirits had finally been fully gathered and successfully condensed!

In the instant the three-life Primordial Spirits were completely condensed.

A strand of soul laws manifested upon each of the three Primordial Spirits — past, present, and future.

Then, the three strands of soul laws joined together, forming a single complete law.

Soul laws!

Before this, Jun Xiaoyao had not condensed soul immortal energy.

But now, through the three-life Primordial Spirits, he had directly condensed soul laws.

This was the third law Jun Xiaoyao had mastered.

In an instant!

Jun Xiaoyao felt his cultivation advance another step, reaching the minor perfection of the Supre realm.

He could actually break through further.

However, Jun Xiaoyao wanted to condense more laws before making his next breakthrough.

That way, the benefits gained from the breakthrough would be far greater.

Jun Xiaoyao's goal was not to beco an extre Supre who mastered nine laws.

He intended to surpass the extre Supre!

Just as Jun Xiaoyao was breaking through.

At his closed-door cultivation site.

The sky was blanketed in dark clouds, with thunder constantly flashing and rumbling.

Then, everyone felt a terrifying soul pressure pouring out from the cultivation site, causing their Primordial Spirits to tremble.

"What a terrifying pressure — it's coming from the War God's side!"

"Let's go take a look!"

The unusual activity at the cultivation site naturally drew a large number of disciples from the War God Academy.

Outside the cultivation site, Fei Qingxue blocked everyone's path.

"Please make way. We have no intention of disturbing the War God. We simply wish to observe from a distance." said a disciple of considerable status.

"My master is cultivating. No one is allowed to enter." Fei Qingxue said firmly.

"Isn't this going a bit too far? We only want to learn from the War God's breakthrough experience."

A genius from a quasi-emperor clan furrowed his brow.

In front of Jun Xiaoyao, they naturally kept a low profile.

But Fei Qingxue was nothing more than a princess from a minor royal clan.

Without the identity of Jun Xiaoyao's handmaid, she would be nobody in this academy.

"You……" Fei Qingxue gritted her teeth, cold energy surging around her.

She was about to activate her ice dao bone.

But just as everyone was about to force their way in.

Suddenly, everyone felt an overwhelmingly terrifying killing intent.

That killing intent made their hearts feel as though they were about to freeze.

Even the genius from the quasi-emperor clan was no exception.

"Who dares disturb my lord?"

A girl in a red dress spoke in a flat, indifferent tone.

Those blood-red eyes, as if ford from congealed blood, radiated a soul-piercing cold light.

"Mahakala……Su Hongyi……"

At the sight of the girl, the quasi-emperor genius felt every hair on their body stand on end.

The news that Su Hongyi was one of the Six Kings and also Mahakala was no longer much of a secret.

"Causing trouble at my lord's cultivation site — die!"

Blood-red mandala flowers blood in Su Hongyi's crimson eyes as she was about to make her move.

However……

Thwack!

A black scythe ca slashing in from behind, splitting the quasi-emperor genius clean in two, blood and bone scattering in all directions.

Even Su Hongyi was stunned at the sight.

The two halves of the corpse toppled to either side like a split waterlon.

A girl in a black silk dress, her slender limbs wrapped in bandages, walked forward carrying a death scythe, stepping through a rain of blood and bone.

Who else could it be but Xuanyue?

Gulp!

Every genius in the vicinity swallowed hard at the sa ti.

The followers around Jun Xiaoyao were not only all beautiful girls.

They were also each more ruthless than the last.

Every single one of them was a villain!

"Not leaving yet?"

Xuanyue swept her cold gaze across the crowd.

Having co from an assassin organization, her killing intent was naturally formidable.

"We're leaving right now!"

Everyone scattered in a panic.

As for the dead quasi-emperor genius, there was no one left to collect the body.

The quasi-emperor clan behind them didn't dare cause trouble for Jun Xiaoyao either.

"You……"

Su Hongyi looked at Xuanyue, a slight frown on her face.

She recognized Xuanyue as the girl who had been rescued alongside her by Jun Xiaoyao on the day of the Chosen One Grand Assembly.

"We're both working for our lord." Xuanyue replied flatly.

Their gazes t in the air.

In a certain sense, the two of them had sowhat similar auras.

One like a demoness in red, the other like a goddess of assassination in the dark of night.

One wielding the power of Mahakala, the other possessing a special mortal body that devoured ten thousand daos.

Fei Qingxue watched the two girls and, for so reason, felt that they seed to be sizing each other up, as if competing.

When the commotion outside had settled, inside the cultivation site.

Jun Xiaoyao opened his eyes.

His aura was now far more powerful than before.

His cultivation had reached the minor perfection of the Supre realm.

His Primordial Spirit level had reached the imasurable grand perfection.

He had condensed the future Primordial Spirit, and all three Primordial Spirits were now gathered.

He had refined soul laws.

It was safe to say that Jun Xiaoyao had made considerable progress this ti with the help of the Soul Book.

Yet that glimpse of the future still kept Jun Xiaoyao lost in thought.

After a mont, Jun Xiaoyao shook his head with a smile and said, "So be it. Why dwell on it so much? The life of Jun Xiaoyao is one that defies fate itself."

Jun Xiaoyao let it go.

There was no use thinking about it now. Increasing his strength was what truly mattered.

Once his power reached the supre pinnacle, he could traverse even the river of ti, or even sever it.

Why worry about a single illusory glimpse of the future?

"Next, I need to pay a visit to the Other Shore Imperial Clan and uncover the connection between the ghost-faced woman and them."

"This mystery has been troubling for quite so ti."

"But before that, I still need to make a trip to Luo Xiangling."

After returning, he hadn't gone to see her, and had even gone into closed-door cultivation for months without paying her any attention.

The matter of Luo Xiangling still needed to be resolved.

Once the affairs of the Other Shore Imperial Clan and the Unspeakable Place were settled, Jun Xiaoyao would likely have to return to the immortal realm.

By then, it was quite possible they would part ways for good.

Jun Xiaoyao had no intention of letting a quasi-immortal slip away just like that.

A quasi-immortal was a supre powerhouse no matter where they went. He wanted to bring Luo Xiangling into the Jun Emperor Court and make her one of his own.

A plan took shape in Jun Xiaoyao's mind.

He was ready to lay his cards on the table.