"Now that the war on the Qianlong Continent has settled, we will rest for three days, reorganize the army, and then head directly to the continent where the Ancient God Clan resides for support."
"This ti, I, the Son of God, will not only annihilate the Ten Sin Clans but also the Ancient Demon Clan, the Ancient Monster Clan, and the dark hands behind them. We will eradicate them all!"
Jun Xiaoyao's words rang out with a sharp killing intent, as piercing as a sword, ready to burst forth.
"Yes, we will obey the Son of God's orders!" the Great Yin Emperor and others clasped their hands in respect.
"Alright, go and eliminate the remnants," Jun Xiaoyao said casually.
The Great Yin Emperor and the others bowed and withdrew.
Fang Han glanced at Jun Xiaoyao, who sat on the high throne.
That throne originally belonged to his father, the Great Yin Emperor.
Now that Jun Xiaoyao occupied it, the Great Yin Emperor was not angry; instead, he felt it was only natural.
A deep sense of defeat spread in Fang Han's heart.
Even his father treated Jun Xiaoyao with respect; what was he, as a son, worth?
"Ying'er, let's withdraw as well," Fang Han said to Jun Ying'er, who was beside him.
Jun Ying'er shook her head, her face still slightly flushed, and said, "Fang Han, you go ahead. I have so things I want to discuss with the Son of God."
"This..." Fang Han was taken aback, his fists clenched tightly.
Then, with a dark expression, he turned and left without saying a word.
Jun Ying'er paid no attention to Fang Han's deanor; at this mont, all her focus was on Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao sat on the throne, dressed in immaculate white, radiating celestial brilliance, his handso face beyond description.
Jun Ying'er directly knelt before Jun Xiaoyao.
"What are you doing?" Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow.
"Ying'er thanks the Son of God for saving the Great Yin Dynasty and saving Ying'er."
"Secondly, I thank the Son of God for agreeing to take Ying'er back to the Immortal Realm."
Jun Ying'er's beautiful eyes shimred, as if tears were about to fall.
Heaven knows how long she had waited for this day.
Although she was a respected princess in the Great Yin Dynasty, the loneliness of being separated from her family was sothing only Jun Ying'er understood.
Now that Jun Xiaoyao had appeared, wanting to take her back to the Immortal Realm, he was like a ray of light in the darkness for her.
"It's just a small matter; there's no need to be so formal. Besides, I consider your brother a friend," Jun Xiaoyao said, slightly raising his hand, and a surge of power enveloped Jun Ying'er.
Jun Ying'er was lifted off the ground.
Jun Xiaoyao did not ntion that Jun Wanjie had already submitted to him.
"Is that so? My brother is fortunate to befriend the Son of God. What about my brother..." Jun Ying'er wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, her heart filled with joy.
"He's doing well; he has already beco the fifth sequence of the Jun family," Jun Xiaoyao replied.
"Really? That's wonderful!" Jun Ying'er's joy was evident.
She understood what being in the fifth sequence ant.
That brother who had once said he would work hard to beco strong, reach the peak, and then take her to live a good life had truly fulfilled his promise.
"I still have so matters to resolve in the lower realm, so it may take so ti before I can take you back to the Immortal Realm," Jun Xiaoyao said.
"The Son of God can take Ying'er back to the Immortal Realm; I am already imnsely grateful. Waiting a little longer is no problem," Jun Ying'er hurriedly replied.
She had already waited so many years.
Did she really care about this little extra ti?
"By the way, I have sothing to ask you," Jun Xiaoyao seed to rember sothing and said.
"Please, Son of God," Jun Ying'er replied.
"What was the situation with that prince just now?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.
"Are you referring to Fang Han? He is the sixteenth prince of the Great Yin Dynasty. He has always been ridiculed, and Ying'er helped him because I felt sorry for him."
Jun Ying'er told Jun Xiaoyao about so of Fang Han's circumstances, including how he had started as a foolish prince but later suddenly rose to beco a prodigy.
"I see."
After listening, Jun Xiaoyao had already confird most of his thoughts.
This Fang Han should be the heaven-defying child of the Qianlong Continent.
Although Jun Xiaoyao did not know what Fang Han's opportunity was, the aura of the world's origin could not escape his detection.
"Although Fang Han does not show it openly, his dissatisfaction with is impossible to hide."
"Is it because I overshadowed him?" Jun Xiaoyao mused internally.
How could Jun Xiaoyao not know about Fang Han's little sches?
He could manipulate those prodigies from the Immortal Realm at will, let alone a re heaven-defying child from the lower realm.
Jun Xiaoyao also noticed that Fang Han had feelings for Jun Ying'er.
And Jun Yinger's attitude towards him undoubtedly deepened Fang Han's jealousy.
"Fang Han, you better have so self-awareness," Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
If Fang Han dared to make any small moves, even if he was a prince of the Great Yin Dynasty, Jun Xiaoyao would not let him off the hook.
In fact, Jun Xiaoyao hoped that Fang Han would make so small moves.
That way, he could openly seize Fang Han's opportunity.
As for now, the Great Yin Dynasty was suppressing the Sin Clans and achieving great rit. If Jun Xiaoyao acted against Fang Han at this ti, it would be unreasonable.
The chaos on the entire Qianlong Continent had thus settled down.
Next, Jun Xiaoyao only needed to head to the continent where the Ancient God Clan resided to completely resolve the troubles caused by the Ten Sin Clans.
And just as the entire Qianlong Continent entered the final cleanup phase, other continents were not peaceful either.
Since Jun Xiaoyao descended to the lower realm, he had visited four continents in total.
They were the Tianxuan Continent, the Xingchen Continent, the Senluo Continent, and the Qianlong Continent.
However, apart from these four continents, there were still six continents that Jun Xiaoyao had not yet set foot on.
These six continents were also in turmoil.
……
The Guiyuan Continent is one of the ten lands of the lower realm.
At this mont, within a hidden canyon on the Guiyuan Continent, a battle of prodigies was erupting.
With a loud bang, a purple-robed youth was sent flying, spitting out blood.
His eyes were filled with anger and fear as he looked at the figure opposite him.
That was a young man dressed in a black and gold long robe, with black hair like ink, pale skin, and a handso face.
He appeared tall and thin, resembling a delicate scholar, as if he would fall over with a gust of wind.
But upon realizing the strength of this young man, the purple-robed youth's eyes were filled with a mix of unwillingness and despair.
"I have risen to this point, favored by heaven and earth. How could I possibly lose? There should be no younger generation on this continent who can surpass !"
The purple-robed youth roared in frustration.
He was originally a discarded disciple of a small sect, who unexpectedly obtained a fragnt of the world's origin.
He rose rapidly, overflowing with opportunities, sweeping through all challengers.
In the end, he even destroyed the sect that had expelled him.
However, just as the purple-robed youth was feeling proud and even began to fantasize about dominating the entire continent in the future, this pale-skinned, impossibly handso young man suddenly appeared before him.
And the young man's strength left the purple-robed youth feeling horrified.
Despite possessing the world's origin, he could not defeat this young man.
This was simply illogical!
"It seems you are the child of destiny on the Guiyuan Continent. I will claim your world's origin," the young man said, extending a hand, and a powerful force of reincarnation spread out.
Vaguely, behind him, a massive phantom of a wheel seed to erge.
On that wheel were engraved the six paths of sentient beings, as if it could pull all living beings into the cycle of reincarnation!
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