If this scene unfolding in the underground blessed realm were witnessed by outsiders, it would absolutely leave them paralyzed with shock!
Fufeng Wang, though appearing sowhat young compared to the ancient supre beings, possessed genuine quasi-immortal strength.
While he couldn't compare to those top-tier quasi-immortals who had survived eight or even nine tribulations,
he was still a quasi-immortal powerhouse — how weak could he possibly be?
Yet now, that mysterious presence within the mist had suppressed Fufeng Wang with a single move, leaving him utterly unable to resist.
This was enough to strike terror into anyone's heart.
Boom!
The hand of law transford into a Great Dao furnace, sealing Fufeng Wang within it.
Shen'ao Wang had long since laid his preparations, isolating all fluctuations from this place.
"Shen'ao Wang, what is the aning of this!?"
Fufeng Wang roared, his quasi-immortal laws surging across his entire body as he tried to break open the furnace.
But it was all in vain.
The mysterious being who had struck was absolutely far beyond him in power!
A cold, hollow smile stretched across Shen'ao Wang's gaunt face as he remained utterly indifferent.
Seeing this, Fufeng Wang felt his heart go cold.
He turned again toward the depths shrouded in hazy energy and said, "I wonder which senior this is — have I sohow offended you?"
Fufeng Wang's gaze bore hard into those misty depths.
He could only vaguely make out a blurred white-robed figure, seemingly seated cross-legged at the center of the universe.
Radiating a terrifying aura like that of a king among gods!
This filled Fufeng Wang with dread.
When had he ever provoked such a terrifying figure?
Yet that figure said nothing at all.
As if Fufeng Wang didn't even have the qualifications to speak with him.
And he had no interest in speaking with Fufeng Wang either.
"Suppress!"
A single word, simple and plain, like a divine decree.
As if all things in heaven and earth were to move at his command.
His words were the directives of a god!
Boom!
The word fell, and the Great Dao furnace thundered.
A terrifying force bore down on Fufeng Wang, directly forcing him to reveal his true form.
A Azure Sky Roc!
As an ancient primordial demon bloodline, the Azure Sky Roc's power was beyond question.
But at this mont, the Azure Sky Roc that should have soared freely and swept across the nine heavens
felt instead like a sparrow locked inside a cage.
Endless chains of order condensed into a collar, binding itself around the Azure Sky Roc's neck.
Fufeng Wang had no doubt that the mysterious figure could destroy him with a single thought.
"Please spare my life, senior!"
Fufeng Wang cried out.
Not because he lacked the dignity befitting a quasi-immortal.
But because the higher one's cultivation, the more one sotis cherished their life.
After all, one had worked so hard to get here, and hadn't even enjoyed being above others for long before facing death.
Who could accept that?
At this mont, Shen'ao Wang spoke from the side, "My lord, there is no possibility of releasing him. How shall we deal with him?"
After a long silence, the mysterious presence finally spoke.
"Consider it… a greeting gift."
Hearing this, Shen'ao Wang could only shake his head with a bitter smile.
Capturing a quasi-immortal as a greeting gift.
There was truly no one else like this.
Looking across both realms, very few had the audacity for such a move.
"Still, the tis are about to change," Shen'ao Wang thought to himself.
……
At the Unspeakable Place, near the source of the Underworld River.
Jun Xiaoyao had been waiting.
During this ti,
he had finally managed to temporarily suppress the power of the black blood.
The terminal eye that had glowed with a faint violet light faded away.
His white hair returned to black.
"Just rging this single drop of black blood has already put such a trendous strain on my primordial spirit."
"If I were to truly rge with the Heavenly Black Blood and enter dark mode, I honestly don't know what would happen." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
"Besides that, it's ti to arrange so contingencies."
"Those who are willing to follow — I need to find a way to send them to the Immortal Realm."
"And there's still no news about Father's whereabouts, but I always feel like Father is waiting for sothing."
"Could it be that he's waiting for the mont the Wutian Dark Realm opens — but then, what would be the reason?"
There were still so mysteries in Jun Xiaoyao's mind that could only be resolved once he entered the Wutian Dark Realm.
Suddenly, Jun Xiaoyao's expression shifted slightly.
Ahead, the void above the Underworld River split open.
A breathtakingly beautiful woman ca walking across the waves.
Her robes and sashes drifted in the breeze, a plain skirt layered with gauze.
Her deep blue hair flowed as smoothly as ripples on water.
Her complexion was as flawless and delicate as white jade, without a single blemish to be found.
She truly resembled the Goddess of the Luo River rising from the waters in ancient legend.
It was none other than Luo Xiangling.
Though the mist zone was a place of danger, it posed little obstacle to powerhouses at the quasi-immortal level.
At this mont, a trace of anxiety lingered in Luo Xiangling's clear, beautiful eyes.
Only after seeing Jun Xiaoyao standing there waiting for her did her restless heart settle sowhat.
With a light step, she appeared before Jun Xiaoyao.
Then her slender hands began moving over him, checking him up and down.
"Xiangling, you…"
Jun Xiaoyao was montarily speechless.
"Are you hurt anywhere? What exactly happened, what kind of danger did you run into?"
Luo Xiangling was scanning Jun Xiaoyao carefully.
Her concern was written all over her face.
It had to be said, there were advantages to being older.
Not in any other sense, but in terms of being attentive and knowing how to care for soone.
Now Jun Xiaoyao understood what people ant when they said an older woman is worth her weight in gold.
Though the age gap between Luo Xiangling and him was more than three years.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. I asked you here because I want to give you this."
Jun Xiaoyao took out the Tianming Divine Pearl.
Luo Xiangling imdiately sensed it — the Tianming Divine Pearl held a fatal attraction for her.
It was a supre treasure that could assist her in her cultivation.
"How did you get this, and what exactly happened?" Luo Xiangling asked.
Though she had been keeping track of news about Jun Xiaoyao,
once he entered the Unspeakable Place, it was clearly impossible for any information to get out.
Jun Xiaoyao selectively told Luo Xiangling certain things.
Secrets like the inner universe and the Heavenly Black Blood were naturally not sothing he would share with her.
"What, you were far too reckless — do you know how dangerous it is to rge with black blood? And you're soone from the Immortal Realm on top of that."
Hearing that Jun Xiaoyao had done sothing so dangerous, Luo Xiangling felt deeply unsettled.
Jun Xiaoyao knew this was Luo Xiangling's concern for him, so he didn't mind.
Luo Xiangling looked at the faint smile that always rested on Jun Xiaoyao's face.
She could tell he hadn't taken her words to heart at all.
But even in circumstances like these,
he had still thought of her, and had even gone out of his way to obtain the Tianming Divine Pearl to help her break through in her cultivation.
That kind of feeling needed no further words.
The dignified Luo Wang simply leaned against Jun Xiaoyao, nestling into his arms.
Even though her cultivation was now far above his,
a sense of security was not sothing that ca from cultivation alone.
Jun Xiaoyao paused, then gently patted Luo Xiangling on the back.
"After this, I still need to go to the Wutian Dark Realm." Jun Xiaoyao said.
Luo Xiangling looked up at him.
Though she didn't know the Unspeakable Place all that well,
as a quasi-immortal, she was privy to certain secrets.
She knew very well what kind of place the Wutian Dark Realm was.
For beings from other realms, it was an absolute forbidden zone.
Let alone the fact that Jun Xiaoyao was soone from the Immortal Realm.
"I know — no matter what I say, you're going, aren't you?" Luo Xiangling smiled, a touch of sorrow in her beauty.
"That's right." Jun Xiaoyao smiled too.
"Don't worry. If you face any danger at all, I will charge in there to find you." Luo Xiangling's gaze was fixed on Jun Xiaoyao.
She knew his nature — he would not waver for anyone.
And he would not waver for her either.
As a woman, the only thing she could do was offer her support.
"Inside, I may encounter the ultimate calamity spoken of in the legends." Jun Xiaoyao frowned slightly.
He didn't want Luo Xiangling to take risks for him.
He would naturally find his own way out.
But Luo Xiangling shook her head stubbornly, like a young girl.
"No calamity could ever separate from you."
Jun Xiaoyao was stunned.
It seed that Luo Xiangling, this pure and straightforward woman, had truly fallen deeply for him.
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