"It seems the elder knows the purpose of my visit here." Jun Xiaoyao picked up the teacup and took a shallow sip.

"Naturally, since the Divine Son possesses the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body and is an arch-enemy of the Celestial Tyrant Body, it was inevitable you'd come here," Tuoba Zhan replied.

"Then, does the elder know why the current situation between Ba Star and Desolate Star is like this?" Jun Xiaoyao inquired.

He had always been puzzled as to why Desolate Star had become as it was now.

"In truth, I don't know much either, only hearing that once a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body of formidable power was slain here by the Celestial Tyrant Body, dyeing the starry sky in blood," Tuoba Zhan said.

"Such a thing happened?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

It seemed that in past battles between Sacred Bodies and Tyrant Bodies, the Sacred Bodies never gained the upper hand.

In fact, they were at a disadvantage.

"That ancient Desolate Ancient Sacred Body had mastery of creation; it was rumored to have broken past limits, not completely severing all ten chains, but breaking seven, which was extremely powerful."

"Logically, even if he couldn't defeat the Tyrant Body, he shouldn't have been slain. Yet, that remains a mystery now, with no one knowing the reason," Tuoba Zhan explained.

Jun Xiaoyao appeared thoughtful.

The ten chains from heaven limited the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

The transformation of the Sacred Body into a useless body was already well known.

Jun Xiaoyao breaking the ten chains had not spread yet.

Until now, some mistakenly thought Jun Xiaoyao had broken only a few chains.

But strictly speaking, the reason Jun Xiaoyao could break all ten chains was due to the check-in system.

Whereas that ancient Desolate Ancient Sacred Body relied on himself to break seven chains, which was remarkably powerful.

Yet such a powerful being was killed by the Celestial Tyrant Body of that era.

Could there be something fishy about it?

"Has the elder heard of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Hall?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

Tuoba Zhan replied, "It is an ancestral land of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, located on Desolate Star."

Jun Xiaoyao stood up, cupping his hands slightly, "Thank you for the banquet, elder, but Jun has some urgent matters and will not bother you further."

Jun Xiaoyao said, lifting the Taiyin Jade Rabbit, still engrossed in gnawing on a spirit fruit carrot, with one hand.

"Haha, Divine Son, go on. If anything arises, I'll keep it in mind," Tuoba Zhan said with a smile.

He had already considered himself half a member of the Jun Family.

If he could foster a relationship with Jun Xiaoyao, truly joining the Jun Family wasn't impossible.

"Thank you." Jun Xiaoyao nodded and departed.

He left the Ancient City, traversing the star universe, his eyes gazing toward that Desolate Star.

"There must be some secret hidden here," Jun Xiaoyao's gaze was profound.

...

Desolate Star, as its name suggests, was exceedingly barren and desolate.

Long ago, this Ancient Life Star was not so, but now, it was desolate.

The mountains were bare, devoid of any greenery.

The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi was thin, the land a barren ash-gray.

The entire Ancient Life Star had pathetically few living beings; even various demon beasts were few, unwilling to dwell here.

On the continent of Desolate Star, there were scattered remnants of old and broken cities.

Most were mortals, with a few cultivators, none having reached Quasi-Saint, making it quite unremarkable.

On the Ultimate Ancient Road, such weak Ancient Stars were rare.

Jun Xiaoyao moved through the air, his divine thought sweeping over vast areas.

"This place is too barren; spiritual qi is thin, and the Dao Laws are shattered and incomplete, making cultivation difficult," Jun Xiaoyao shook his head silently.

At that moment, his divine thought suddenly sensed something, a glint flashing in his eyes.

"Hmm, that aura..."

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze locked onto a distant, archaic city, his figure flashing towards it.

At this moment, inside the ancient city, beside a street.

A little girl about seven or eight years old walked out of a shop.

Her black hair was styled in two horn braids, her small face as delicate as carved jade, her large eyes clear and vivid, her lashes long and curved.

Although a cute little girl like a porcelain doll, she wore a patched gray cloth dress, her small feet bare and slightly dirty.

From this appearance, it was clear the little girl's living situation wasn't good.

Yet, her little face carried a satisfied smile, her small hand holding a Spirit Feather Chicken.

"Grandpa is unwell, I'll make chicken soup for him, also send some to uncle, and save a drumstick for brother to eat."

The little girl murmured, starting to distribute the Spirit Feather Chicken, leaving none for herself.

At that moment, a few children dressed in fine clothes appeared ahead, their eyes gleaming.

The eldest of the group of older children looked at the little girl and sneered, "Oh, you actually can afford to eat Spirit Feather Chicken, it seems life has been good for you lately."

"Bad... bad people..."

The little girl's big eyes showed a hint of fear when she saw the group of children.

She turned around to run away.

"Trying to run away!"

The group of children rushed up, and the leader grabbed the Spirit Feather Chicken.

"That's for grandpa and the others!"

The little girl suddenly shouted, pushing the leader of the group down.

"Rebellion, beat her!"

The leader of the children was furious, being pushed over by someone they considered beneath them, making him lose face.

A group of children surrounded the little girl to bully her.

At this moment, from another street corner, a boy of about ten years old, carrying rice and flour, saw this scene and dashed forward furiously.

"Xiaoxuanxuan!"

The boy, like a small tiger, leaped over in a few steps and punched out, directly sending one of the children flying, teeth scattered.

"Xiaoxuanxuan, are you alright?"

The boy looked at his little sister.

The little girl named Xiaoxuanxuan bit her lip, looking at the Spirit Feather Chicken that had been torn apart and trampled, while tears shimmered in her eyes.

"Brother Chen, the Spirit Feather Chicken is gone... Xiaoxuanxuan wanted to nourish grandpa and uncle's health..." Xiaoxuanxuan couldn't help but sob.

"Damn it, you bastards!"

The boy called Ning Chen clenched his fists, a furious little tiger, charged at the group of children.

"You're nothing but a fallen clan!" the leader of the children shouted.

He sidestepped, and spiritual energy burst forth.

The little boy Ning Chen was not afraid, raised his small fists, and punched forward.

In his black-and-white eyes, there was a glimmer of faint golden light.

He fought one against a group of children.

Although Ning Chen was brave and strong, the other side was a group, and the leaders knew some cultivation techniques.

In no time, Ning Chen was overwhelmed, his mouth cut at the corner, and the blood that seeped out shimmered with a trace of golden hue.

The surrounding crowd gathered.

Some uninformed couldn't help but say, "Whose child is this, left unchecked, bullying others like this?"

"Hush, keep quiet, they're children of the Cang Family, and that pair of siblings are from the Great Wilderness Village." Some who vaguely knew the details whispered.

"What... the Great Wilderness Village, related to that Forbidden Land?" Those uninformed shuddered and dared not intervene upon associating with it.

"So, mind your own business, the dominance of the Cang Family is well known."

Thus, though surrounded by onlookers, no one dared to step in to stop it.

"Brother..." Xiaoxuanxuan cried, gritting her teeth, wanting to rush forward.

"Stay back!" Ning Chen shouted.

"You little bastard, stay down!" The leader of the older children struck, trying to suppress Ning Chen.

Ning Chen's eyes reddened, a fierce spirit stirred in his heart, suddenly feeling his whole body's blood boiling.

Without hesitation, he punched the leader of the children in the face, crushing half of it in.

"Ah!" The leader clutched his face, crying out in pain.

In the distance, suddenly several distinguished-looking men and women appeared, one of whom, a middle-aged beautiful woman, changed her expression at the sight.

It was her child.

"Damn, you little bastard!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman revealed a venomous look, pointing her finger, displaying the cultivation of the Dao God Realm.

A beam of light shot towards Ning Chen.

"Brother!" Xiaoxuanxuan's face turned pale, letting out a hoarse cry.

Ning Chen also gritted his teeth, trying hard not to be afraid.

"Uncle told me, our lineage, invincible throughout the ages, cannot kneel, I'd rather die than admit defeat!"

The little one clenched his fists tightly.

Many around couldn't bear to watch, turning their heads aside.

It wasn't that they didn't want to help, but those few also hailed from the Ba Xing Cang Family, an immensely prosperous and domineering clan.

Not to mention that this era had produced an invincible overlord renowned on the Ancient Road, with the potential to become an Emperor.

Who would dare provoke such a strong race?