Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning-Chapter 475 - 473: Sorting Spoils, The Title of Chaos, Ghost Face Mask Returns

Beside the Immortal Ancient Mirror, many Elders of various powers were astonished, their eyes deeply concealed with shock.

Those with keen eyes could see this scene and understand what had happened.

That is, Long Aotian and Wang Teng had fallen.

These two, one was the Young Emperor of the Wang Family, and the other was the first generation of the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

Looking across the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm, they were both renowned figures, but now, all had perished.

"The great age's contention, divine sons fall in battle, could this Immortal Ancient be the starting point of domination?" Many Elders of major powers lamented.

"You..." Wang Yuanba couldn't help but cast his gaze toward the Jun Family.

With Wang Teng's fall, the first possibility he considered was him being killed by Jun Xiaoyao.

"What are you staring at?" Jun Zhantian snorted and glared, not the least bit intimidated.

Though the Northern Wang Family was also an Ancient Desolate Family, the Jun Family, being one of the Three Desolate Ancient Royal Families, was not afraid at all.

"Patriarch, hold your anger for now, Wang Teng may not necessarily have been killed by Jun Xiaoyao..." Some of the Wang Family's Clan Elders hurriedly advised.

Although they were also very hostile towards the Jun Family, it was clearly not the right time to publicly clash with them.

Even if a conflict arose, the Wang Family would not gain any advantage.

Over at the Ancestral Dragon Nest, the Elders of Long Aotian's lineage all had reddened eyes.

Although it's possible that Long Aotian fell due to the Bronze Immortal Hall.

They still felt it had something to do with Jun Xiaoyao.

In any case, the fall of these two Celestial Prides stirred up a great commotion, with many powers present discussing the matter.

"Could it really have been the Jun Family's Divine Son who killed them?"

"That's not certain, it could be the killing intent within the Bronze Immortal Hall."

"Indeed, even Saint Masters and Supreme Venerables bleed within the Bronze Immortal Hall, let alone the younger generation of Celestial Prides."

"Do you think the Jun Family's Divine Son might meet the same fate?"

"That's possible; although the Jun Family's Divine Son has an invincible air, it's limited to the younger generation. In the face of the mysteries of the Bronze Immortal Hall, it's still insignificant."

Many people were discussing.

After Long Aotian and Wang Teng's fall, they all thought that Jun Xiaoyao might also be in dire straits.

At this moment, inside the Bronze Immortal Hall.

Jun Xiaoyao also anticipated the great commotion in the outside world because of this.

But he didn't care in the slightest; if these two were killed, then they were killed.

The Northern Wang Family and Ancestral Dragon Nest didn't have the guts to openly confront him.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao began to collect his spoils of war.

After all, it was a bountiful harvest.

Jun Xiaoyao first picked up the Evil Dragon Ring and examined it.

It seemed to contain some legacy resources of the Evil Dragon Emperor.

The Evil Dragon Emperor was a Supreme Venerable of the Exotic Realm's Fallen Dragon Race and presumably entered in search of the legend of the Bronze Immortal Hall.

Eventually, he fell, leaving behind a trace of a remnant thought, attached to the Evil Dragon Ring, eventually obtained by Long Aotian.

The legacy of the Evil Dragon Emperor, Jun Xiaoyao wasn't interested in at all, but he still stored it in a Spatial Spiritual Artifact.

Of all that Long Aotian had, what interested Jun Xiaoyao the most was only the Nine Great Celestial Books.

After some searching, he obtained a dark gold scroll.

"Indeed, it's one of the Nine Great Celestial Books, the Void Book, but why is there only half of it?" Jun Xiaoyao studied it for a while, then shook his head slightly.

He wasn't too disappointed; after all, an incomplete Void Book was still a huge gain.

Jun Xiaoyao was thinking to himself if he could gather all Nine Great Celestial Books, could he reveal the path of an immortal?

"Throughout history, almost no one has ever gathered all nine; what would happen if they were united?" Jun Xiaoyao mused with some curiosity.

He didn't have a collection obsession, but the Nine Great Celestial Books were clearly better the more he had.

Now inside the Bronze Immortal Hall wasn't the time to comprehend it, so Jun Xiaoyao also put away the half of the Void Book.

Then, Jun Xiaoyao once again activated the Heaven and Earth Furnace to extract the Emperor Dragon's Blood from within Long Aotian.

You could say at this time, Jun Xiaoyao had uprooted the very roots without wasting a single bit.

Long Aotian's value had been squeezing dry.

As for the Void Ancient Dragon's legacy, Jun Xiaoyao had no interest at all.

Later, Jun Xiaoyao once again searched Wang Teng's treasures.

Wang Teng had had a prosperous destiny from a young age, obtaining countless opportunities and treasures.

But Jun Xiaoyao wasn't interested in any of them, considering his upbringing was also at the pinnacle, having used various treasures.

The only thing on Wang Teng that caught Jun Xiaoyao's attention was that fragmented Emperor's Ancient Talisman.

"Could it be an Emperor's Weapon from some Ancient Great Emperor?" Jun Xiaoyao picked up the fragmented talisman and examined it.

This talisman was only half of it, exuding an ancient atmosphere with the character "She" inscribed at its center.

"No, this should just be half of a word. Could it be... Chaos?" Jun Xiaoyao pondered.

Which Ancient Great Emperor had Chaos as their title?

Jun Xiaoyao thought for a bit, but couldn't come up with any more clues.

He played with it a little and slightly understood the intricacies of the fragmented talisman.

"Just now, it was this fragmented talisman that protected Wang Teng's split Primordial Spirit. It turns out to be a good guardian Emperor's Weapon."

"If I were to obtain a complete talisman, it might even restore a Primordial Spirit sliced to smithereens." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

A complete talisman would be akin to having an extra life, making it an invaluable treasure.

After organizing for a bit, Jun Xiaoyao stowed the talisman away and with a wave of his hand, the Ancient Emperor's Flame surged, burning Wang Teng and Long Aotian's bodies to ashes.

As for the ancient artifacts they summoned, having lost their connection with their lifeblood, Jun Xiaoyao couldn't control them and simply abandoned them.

"With these two ants dealt with, I can now explore without worries." Jun Xiaoyao set off once again.

Inside the palace, corpses littered the floor wherever he passed.

In his ears, the sound of a little girl's laughter, as crisp as silver bells, came again to him.

Following the laughter deeper into the Bronze Immortal Hall, he once again encountered a Bronze Gate.

This Bronze Gate was seamlessly fitted, incredibly ancient.

Even using an ancient artifact, Jun Xiaoyao couldn't break it open.

Then, he noticed a round indentation at the center of the Bronze Gate.

"Is it... the Bronze Compass?"

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes lit up.

He took out the Bronze Compass and placed it onto the indentation.

Instantly, the long-sealed Bronze Gate finally began to slowly open.

Dust billowed out.

Looking ahead, Jun Xiaoyao saw a vast hall shrouded in dust, extremely empty.

In front of him were tiered bronze stairs, atop which was a bronze platform.

On top of it lay a wooden desk.

A ghost face mask covered in dust was quietly placed on the desk.

And on the wall next to the wooden desk was a yellowing scroll of painting.

In the painting was a mysterious figure, with the painted man's face gentle and like the sun, eerily reminiscent of Jun Xiaoyao.

"That is..." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes slightly trembled.

Could it be that this Bronze Immortal Hall was also related to that Ghost-faced Woman?

At that moment, a rumbling sound resounded from above the great hall.

There was a large mass of dense and heavy gases, layering like clouds, pressing down, with each wisp exuding hues of profound yellow, enough to crush mountains.

"Is this... the Primordial Qi?" Jun Xiaoyao exclaimed in shock.