Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

The entire ancient city was in an uproar, with countless people discussing Jun Xiaoyao.

They were very curious about this mysterious white-robed young man.

As for Kong Xiang, he had arrived at the ancient city beforehand to support Prince Yan.

In the end, he lost his life.

His cousin, Kong Qianqian, would arrive on the day of the Celestial Immortal Banquet.

It was imaginable that when the Celestial Immortal Banquet began, the real drama would unfold.

At this moment.

In the western part of the ancient city, there was a rather exquisite courtyard.

It was the temporary dwelling place of the Ice Spirit Royal Family.

Fei Qingxue escorted Jun Xiaoyao and Chun Chun to this place.

The three of them entered a pavilion.

As for several elders of the Ice Spirit Royal Family, they wore worried faces, discussing something.

They were also sending messages to the Ice Spirit Celestial Venerable.

After all, this incident was too significant.

They had definitely offended the Fire Rock Royal Family and the Black Peacock Royal Family.

There was a chance that even the Ice Spirit Royal Family might be implicated.

In the Exotic Realm, extermination of clans was not an uncommon thing.

Meanwhile, inside the pavilion.

Jun Xiaoyao was seated in the top seat.

Chun Chun sat beside him.

Fei Qingxue stood respectfully there.

She knew that no matter what the background of this white-robed young man was, he was not someone she could be abrupt with.

Moreover, towards Jun Xiaoyao, Fei Qingxue had nothing but immense gratitude.

After all, not everyone would offend the Fire Rock Royal Family and the Black Peacock Royal Family for a stranger.

"Little one, you go out first."

Jun Xiaoyao said faintly.

Upon hearing this, Chun Chun wrinkled her nose.

Although she disliked the nickname, she still let out a coquettish humph and withdrew.

Only Jun Xiaoyao and Fei Qingxue remained inside the pavilion.

Fei Qingxue felt inexplicably nervous.

Why did this young master want to send others away?

Could it be like in the storybooks, where the hero rescues the damsel in distress, and she offers herself to him?

Yet for some reason, Fei Qingxue didn’t feel much aversion or resistance in her heart.

This was definitely not because the white-robed young man in front of her was handsome or powerful.

Yes, definitely not.

"Do you know why I saved you?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Qingxue doesn’t know." Fei Qingxue bowed her head and answered.

"Heh..."

Jun Xiaoyao suddenly stood up.

A vast aura flowed out.

The next moment, the surroundings transformed, and Fei Qingxue seemed to be drawn into the depths of a vast starry sky.

A familiar aura and oppressive force made Fei Qingxue’s delicate face change dramatically, filled with deep astonishment.

She looked at Jun Xiaoyao, her heart racing wildly!

Could it be...

"I am the emissary walking the human realm for the God of Destiny and Creation, his preacher and the embodiment of his will."

Jun Xiaoyao’s expression was calm, his voice grand, traversing the star universe.

The reason Jun Xiaoyao didn’t directly claim to be the God of Destiny and Creation himself.

Is because a god must be lofty and unfathomable to inspire awe.

If a god unveiled the veil, the deterrent would be much lesser.

So Jun Xiaoyao wouldn’t directly declare himself as the God of Destiny and Creation.

Instead, he made himself God’s emissary.

In this way, Jun Xiaoyao’s authoritative status was not shaken.

The god remained the exalted god he always was.

"Fei Qingxue, pays respects to the Divine Envoy, my lord!"

Fei Qingxue knelt.

She finally understood why this white-robed young man would save her.

It turned out he was the Divine Envoy of the God of Destiny and Creation, who sensed her distress and came to aid her.

This only further solidified Fei Qingxue’s faith in her heart.

"You need not be nervous, just call me Mr., as long as you devoutly believe in the God of Destiny and Creation, he will favor his followers."

Jun Xiaoyao faintly smiled, his expression calm.

"Naturally, Qingxue is an eternal believer of the great God of Destiny and Creation and willing to dedicate everything for him," Fei Qingxue said with a face full of devotion.

"Very well, I also know your Ice Spirit Royal Family’s situation isn’t too good, but rest assured, the god will protect you."

"You can pass on the Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique granted by the god to others in your clan for cultivation, allowing your whole clan to grow quietly."

"After which, following my orders, the Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique will be passed to other royal families," Jun Xiaoyao said.

He finally revealed his objective.

Jun Xiaoyao is now methodically initiating his plans.

Among the weakest Slave Races, there’s the piece Tuoba Yu.

As for the Royal Race side, Jun Xiaoyao find it difficult to infiltrate the thriving royal families in the short term.

The declining Ice Spirit Royal Family is just the best piece.

They are also the ones most eager to become stronger.

Wherever there’s eagerness, there is desire, making it possible to take advantage of the opportunity.

Once Jun Xiaoyao controlled the Ice Spirit Royal Family, he would gradually infiltrate other royal families.

Of course, this isn’t something that can be achieved overnight.

Even infiltrating the Ice Spirit Royal Family would need to be done step by step.

After all, within the Ice Spirit Royal Family, there are strong ones like the Ice Spirit Celestial Venerable.

Jun Xiaoyao deduced that even a declining Ice Spirit Royal Family could provide more power of faith than several dozen Slave Races combined.

Yet, Slave Races could spread faith quickly, far exceeding the Royal Race in speed and scale.

"Qingxue will comply with Mr.’s command," Fei Qingxue said respectfully.

The next moment, the world shifted again, and they returned to the original pavilion.

Before, Fei Qingxue had felt nervous and shy.

She even had some muddled fantasies.

But now, she showed absolute reverence and admiration for Jun Xiaoyao.

After all, he was the Divine Envoy of the great God of Destiny and Creation, the emissary walking the earth!

"Alright, next, we just quietly wait for the Celestial Immortal Banquet to begin."

"Also, inform your clan elders not to worry about the Fire Rock Royal Family and Black Peacock Royal Family troubles, I won’t leave them unattended," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Thank you, Mr.!"

Fei Qingxue’s face flushed with excitement.

What she worried about most was whether those two royal families would retaliate against the Ice Spirit Royal Family.

Now it seems, with Jun Xiaoyao here, what was she afraid of?

In the small courtyard, several elders of the Ice Spirit Royal Family were rather exasperated.

After all, this incident was triggered by Fei Qingxue.

The Ice Spirit Royal Family couldn’t evade responsibility no matter what.

"Elders need not worry," Fei Qingxue walked over.

"Miss Qingxue, the identity of that young master is..." one elder asked with a hint of hope in his eyes.

They didn’t expect Jun Xiaoyao to be a progeny of the Immortal Emperor Race.

As long as he was from a Quasi-Emperor Race, the crisis might be resolved.

Fei Qingxue lightly shook her head and said, "Elders need not worry about this matter, when the Celestial Immortal Banquet begins, all will become clear."

Hearing Fei Qingxue’s words, the elders’ faces remained worried.

They could only hope for some miracle to occur.

Fei Qingxue found the elders’ worried expressions somewhat amusing.

"You have no idea what kind of background Mr. has, what an unimaginably magnificent entity stands behind him."