Several streams of light descended from the flying ancient beast.
The crowd’s eyes all turned to them; leading them was a tall youth with a rebellious look in his eyes.
Seeing this person, the surrounding cultivators were slightly disappointed.
"It’s not the Young Emperor of the Wang Family, but Wang Teng’s younger brother, Wang Gang." A celestial pride shook his head slightly, sowhat disappointed.
They had wanted to admire the deanor of the Young Emperor.
"Hmph, my brother, how could he co here and vie for the position of Prince Consort with a group of people?" Wang Gang looked around, sneering coldly.
He had great respect for Wang Teng too.
In his view, if Wu Mingyue took the initiative to approach, perhaps Wang Teng might accept her.
But for Wang Teng to co and fight for the position of Prince Consort was simply beneath the status of a Young Emperor.
The entire Northern Wang Family took pride in Wang Teng.
At that mont, the sound of palanquin chariots echoed again from afar.
"The Jun Family has finally arrived!"
Many cultivators from various powers present couldn’t help but stand up to look, hoping to catch a glimpse of Jun Xiaoyao.
However, to their disappointnt, they did not see the figure of the Nine-headed Lion.
That was Jun Xiaoyao’s exclusive mount.
Jun Zhantian appeared with Jun Zhangjian and a few others.
Indeed, they didn’t see the figure of Jun Xiaoyao among them.
Various voices started to erge.
Of course, most people still believed that even if Jun Xiaoyao couldn’t defeat the Champion Marquis, he definitely wouldn’t be afraid.
There were also a few who believed that Jun Xiaoyao was guilty and didn’t dare to co.
"What a bunch of short-sighted fools. How could an ordinary person comprehend the master’s strength?" Jun Linglong said plainly.
Even those closest to him didn’t know Jun Xiaoyao’s true strength.
How could outsiders possibly know?
"No need to pay attention to them. I believe Xiaoyao will co." Jun Zhantian said with a confident smile.
And not long after, the Jiang Family also arrived.
Jiang Shengyi and Jiang Luoli, the big and small beauties, appeared, as if adding brilliance to heaven and earth.
Countless eyes were drawn to these two beauties.
"They say the Eldest Princess of the Divine Dynasty is a peerless beauty, but the two beauties of the Jiang Family are even more exceptional." A young celestial pride praised.
"If I could gain the favor of one of these beauties, I’d die without regrets!" A male cultivator dreamily said.
"You’re dreaming, do you think you’re the Jun Family’s Divine Son?" A group of people rolled their eyes.
Over on the Ye Family’s side, Ye Xingyun’s pupils trembled slightly.
The delicate figure he’s daydread about had appeared.
Although his character had subtly changed, his feelings remained the sa.
Just as Ye Xingyun was about to step forward and greet her.
Jiang Luoli suddenly jumped over to the Jun Family’s side.
"Where’s Brother Xiaoyao, where’s Brother Xiaoyao, where is he?" Jiang Luoli craned her neck, scanning the crowd from the Jun Family.
But looking left and right, she couldn’t see the figure she thought of day and night.
"Xiaoyao hasn’t arrived yet," Jun Zhantian said.
"You impatient girl, are you in such a hurry?" Jiang Shengyi approached, her snow robe spotless, her immortal beauty dreamlike and srizing, captivating all.
"Hmph..." Jiang Luoli pouted, scrunching her little nose.
She was a bit unhappy.
Because she hadn’t seen the person she wanted to see.
And as if on cue, Ye Xingyun approached at this mont.
"Luo Li, it’s been a long ti." Ye Xingyun flashed a composed, dignified smile.
"Who are you?" Jiang Luoli, feeling a bit depressed, asked irritably.
"I’m Ye Xingyun." Ye Xingyun’s face stiffened again.
"Oh, I rember now..." Jiang Luoli nodded her little head.
However, before Ye Xingyun could secretly rejoice, he heard.
"You’re the one who got knocked out by Brother Xiaoyao, right?"
Even with Ye Xingyun’s calm nature, he almost coughed up blood at this mont.
Whenever Jiang Luoli spoke, it was Brother Xiaoyao this and Brother Xiaoyao that.
It was like a curse that drove Ye Xingyun crazy, making him wish he could erase Jun Xiaoyao.
He forced a stiff smile, then turned to leave.
Jiang Luoli paid no mind; in her heart, there was only Jun Xiaoyao.
"You silly girl, worry not, I think he will co." Jiang Shengyi laughed softly, comforting her.
She hadn’t shown it, but in her heart...
She missed Jun Xiaoyao a bit too.
No... She missed him a lot.
As ti passed, immortal influences from all over were almost complete.
Yet, no one noticed a hooded figure sitting quietly in the furthest corner.
It was Xiao Chen.
His cold gaze fixed on the group from the Jun Family.
They say love the house, love the crow, and hate is the sa.
"In the future, if I, Xiao Chen, can fully rise, I must uproot the Jun Family, to utterly destroy them!" Xiao Chen silently vowed.
At that mont, many exclaid and gasped around him.
In the distant sky, a figure cloaked in divine radiance was walking in the air.
"It’s the Champion Marquis!" many cultivators shouted.
No wonder they were so focused because the Champion Marquis had always been a storm-eye-like existence.
He was the most likely candidate to be chosen as Wu Mingyue’s Prince Consort.
Along with his duel with Jun Xiaoyao.
All this pushed the Champion Marquis to the center of attention.
The current Champion Marquis was different from the one in the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country.
That Champion Marquis was rely a clone.
But this was the true self.
The real Champion Marquis wore dark and nacing Celestial Radiance Horn Divine Armor, wielding the cold, sharp Shang Mang Divine Spear.
Within him, vaguely, a ceaseless Haoran Sword Intent was spreading, equipped with the Panhuang Spirit Sword.
"So this is the Divine Dynasty’s Champion Marquis; his aura is indeed powerful!"
"Yes, hearing can’t compare to seeing; although the Champion Marquis has a bad reputation, his strength is real!"
Seeing the true Champion Marquis, many celestial prides from immortal influences had solemn expressions.
The Champion Marquis’s aura was overwhelmingly powerful.
Along with his lucky gain of divine armor.
Even the top celestial prides from immortal influences had to dread him.
In the corner, seeing the Champion Marquis, Xiao Chen’s face was instantly covered in frost.
"Is this the scum who dares dream of winning over Ming Yue? Truly not to be underestimated." Xiao Chen’s heart filled with coldness.
In the sky, Yang Pan’s gaze fell on the Jun Family’s side.
"Heh, as expected, he didn’t show up. It seems I overestimated Jun Xiaoyao." Yang Pan sported a cold smile.
Jun Xiaoyao had intercepted his opportunity, taken his fate, and even destroyed his clone and Saint Puppet.
Yang Pan practically had the heart to kill Jun Xiaoyao.
Being able to publicly humiliate Jun Xiaoyao would be a form of revenge.
Yet, just as he finished speaking, a crisp, angry voice rang out.
"What right do you have to comnt on Brother Xiaoyao, you ugly, black, horned beetle!"
The voice ca from Jiang Luoli.
Her words left the audience astonished.
Soon, many eyes were on the Champion Marquis.
The Champion Marquis, clad in black Celestial Radiance Horn Divine Armor, had two black curved horns.
From a distance, it did look like a giant black beetle.
Many cultivators burst into laughter, covering their mouths while trying hard to stifle their amusent, their faces flushing red.
Yang Pan’s expression darkened, turning icy cold.
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