Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

In the past, Ling Yuan was likewise exceedingly noble and cold.

But she wasn’t like she is now, with even her tone devoid of any emotion.

It felt as if a certain part of her emotions deep within had entirely died.

This change began with the fall of Jun Xiaoyao.

After Jun Xiaoyao’s death, Ling Yuan, who was already aloof, became even more unapproachable.

Previously, Ling Yuan would occasionally joke with Ruying.

But now, Ling Yuan is always cultivating, in seclusion, almost living an isolated life.

"Lady Empress, it’s been several years, and she still hasn’t come out of it?" Ruying sighed inwardly.

Jun Xiaoyao had already become a thing of the past.

In the Immortal Realm now, few people still mention him.

Ruying felt that Ling Yuan should also step out of the shadow and look forward.

In theory, with Jun Xiaoyao’s fall,

the one who benefited the most should have been Ling Yuan.

As the Immortal Court Young Emperor, her position with the Jun Family’s Divine Son was one of rivalry.

But now, the one who ought to be happy, Ling Yuan, turns out to be the most grief-stricken, which is indeed poignant.

Inside the grotto heaven.

Immortal light envelops, mist spreads vast.

An exceptionally beautiful woman sits cross-legged within.

Her features are exquisitely carved by heaven, her starry eyes adorned with the essence of aloofness.

Her skin is as delicate as mutton fat jade, her delicate body flowing with immortal light.

Her appearance is noble, cold and elegant.

It was Ling Yuan.

After the Divine Ruins World, the Nine Heavens Immortal Academy opened.

She, along with a group of celestial prodigies, joined the Nine Heavens Immortal Academy and received an immortal-level creation inheritance.

Three or four years have passed.

Ling Yuan’s cultivation also smoothly advanced to the Quasi-Supreme Realm.

With the Celestial Emperor’s Throne Brand and being the Immortal Court Young Emperor,

the current Ling Yuan can be said to be the true leader of the younger generation of the Immortal Court.

As for the Ancient Emperor’s Son, though not bad, his reputation is tainted, and he falls far behind Ling Yuan in prestige.

But only Ling Yuan herself knows.

What she has lost.

"It’s been so long already..."

In Ling Yuan’s phoenix eyes, there seemed to be a hint of void.

Her memory often blurred.

Scenes of dancing for Jun Xiaoyao, walking amidst the stars with him, often emerge in her mind.

She can no longer distinguish whether she is Ling Yuan, or Celestial Maiden Yuan.

Perhaps, she is both.

After all, previously, Celestial Maiden Yuan set up her last efforts, burning her own flesh body, allowing the soul to return to Ling Yuan, merging the two.

Now she is both Ling Yuan and Celestial Maiden Yuan.

That is why Jun Xiaoyao’s death struck Ling Yuan so heavily.

Ling Yuan raised her jade hand, holding a jade scroll in it.

Inside it lay the message from the Wa Huang Immortal Dynasty.

"Exotic Realm, Chaos Body."

Ling Yuan murmured to herself, somewhat listless.

Without Jun Xiaoyao, she felt everything was devoid of interest.

...

With the ringing of the Summoning Bell.

The numerous disciples of the Nine Heavens Immortal Academy, like fish crossing a river, transformed into streams of light converging towards the central plaza of the Immortal Island.

"Heard it’s Elder Fu’s notification, wonder what it is to instruct."

"Should be the Border Wilderness Training about to commence, right."

As more disciples of the Immortal Academy arrived, many also started to discuss.

"The Border Wilderness Training is finally here, I’ve been waiting impatiently!"

A crisp voice filled with dominance rang out.

In the distance, a massive dragon shadow appeared.

Standing amidst it was a breathtakingly beautiful woman.

The woman was dressed in a snow-white long dress, her long legs smooth and lustrous.

Purple hair glided like satin, smooth and shiny.

On her stunning face, noble purple-gold phoenix eyes gazed proudly in all directions.

It was Long Yao’Er, grown and transformed.

"It’s Empress Long Yao!"

Seeing the woman, many celestial prodigies showed a look of amazement in their eyes.

Long Yao’Er, once one of the Seven Rebellious Emperors.

Though because of Jun Xiaoyao, the reputation of the Seven Rebellious Emperors wasn’t great,

the major blame primarily laid with the Ancient Emperor’s Son.

The other emperors, however, were less targeted.

These years, Long Yao’Er lived comfortably, very luxuriously.

She truly became the empress of the Void Ancient Dragon Race, and also the proud maiden meticulously nurtured by the Overlord Ancestral Hall.

Without Jun Xiaoyao, Long Yao’Er’s sky seemed to clear of the clouds.

Previously, in the Holy Body Dominator clash, Jun Xiaoyao crushed Long Yao’Er with a dharma body, almost shattering her Dao Heart.

Later, activating the Golden Ancient Dragon Bloodline, she emerged transformed, initially aiming for revenge, but was still crushed by Jun Xiaoyao.

It was indeed a dark period.

And now, with Jun Xiaoyao’s fall, darkness was dispelled.

"Jun Xiaoyao, it’s a pity you’ve fallen, if still alive, I’d really want to compete against you again, completely removing the heart demon within me."

Long Yao’Er murmured secretly.

Having received an immortal-level creation, she also broke through to the Quasi-Supreme Realm.

However, her only regret was not being able to personally defeat Jun Xiaoyao.

This left a slight heart demon in her heart.

Long Yao’Er believed there was no chance left to erase the heart demon.

At this moment, from another side, a beautiful young man with silver hair, clad in a crane robe, approached with hands behind his back.

It was the Feather Transformation King, who too advanced to the Quasi-Supreme Realm.

As for Yu Yun Shang, she wasn’t seen, didn’t come along with the Feather Transformation King.

The Feather Transformation King, his expression was indifferent, carrying a sense of melancholy.

Even after several years, he could still vaguely hear that sentence from Jun Xiaoyao by his ear.

Friends, they are truly a luxury.

Many times, the Feather Transformation King questioned himself if he had made a mistake?

Perhaps he did, perhaps he didn’t.

The only certainty, there is no remedy for regret in the world.

As time went by, more celestial prodigies gathered at the plaza.

At this time, a group of men and women arrived from afar, their presence very formidable, attracting attention.

"Those people are... the followers of the Jun Family’s Divine Son!"

Seeing this group of men and women, many celestial prodigies present showed a look of reverence.

Jun Xiaoyao, though fallen for several years,

his achievements in the Immortal Realm were indelible.

If not for Jun Xiaoyao sacrificing to seal the Divine Evil Thought, the entire Divine Ruins World might have been destroyed.

With the destruction of the Divine Ruins World, the Exotic Realm could have freely invaded.

That result was unimaginable.

Jun Xiaoyao became the hero of the Immortal Realm.

And his followers naturally commanded reverence as well.

Sweeping the gaze afar, Yi Yu, Yan Qingying, Wangchuan, the Eternal Damnation Celestial Maiden, all were present, each with considerable presence.

Also, Princess Long Ji, though not officially a follower of Jun Xiaoyao, was in the same faction.

She was also the heir of the Nine-fingered Saint Dragon Emperor, naturally able to join the Nine Heavens Immortal Academy.

Additionally, there were several women, Yu Chajuan, Yan Rumeng, the Taiyin Jade Rabbit.

They all joined the Nine Heavens Immortal Academy.

In these years, the people around Jun Xiaoyao had been diligently cultivating.

They stubbornly believed that Jun Xiaoyao had not fallen, that there would surely be a day he returns.

And at this moment.

A cold voice suddenly sounded.

"Yu Chajuan, do you still refuse to submit to Lord Chaos Body?"

Several figures approached.

Upon seeing those figures, Yu Chajuan and others’ gazes turned extremely icy.

"Followers of the Chaos Body..."