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Previously, after Jun Xiaoyao revealed her identity as a time traveler.

A strange idea popped into Chan Hongzhuang's mind.

Could Jun Xiaoyao be like them?

Are they what are called nihilists of fate?
"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao turned his head, his expression unchanged.

"What do you mean by this?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I feel your thoughts, way of thinking, and perspective are somewhat different from those of the people in this world."

Chan Hongzhuang is inherently sensitive and has a deep-seated cunning.

Add to that a woman's intuition.

It made her feel that Jun Xiaoyao was different from the other natives of this world.

That kind of vision and way of thinking transcends certain limits.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes darkened.

This woman in red makeup is indeed a clever woman.

Intelligent women are very likable.

But women who are too clever can actually cause some trouble.

"When I have time later, I'd like to find out what kind of existence your world is?"

Jun Xiaoyao smiled calmly, and after speaking, he vanished into thin air.

Zen Hongzhuang seemed slightly dazed, her eyes filled with contemplation.

Jun Xiaoyao did not answer the question directly.

However, this was just a thought that suddenly popped into Chan Hongzhuang's mind.

She herself had no evidence whatsoever.

Perhaps Jun Xiaoyao was too clever; he knew everything.

It felt like she had read the script, which is why she had this feeling.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it."

"If even Young Master Lian is not a person of this world."

"So where exactly does he come from?"

"In that case, what exactly is the worldview?"

"Could there really be parallel universes, or are there different civilizations existing in them?"

"And my home planet, Xuanji, is just an insignificant civilization among many?"

Zen Hongzhuang had many thoughts on her mind at that moment.

However, she shook her head instead.

Thinking about these vague and unrealistic things now is completely meaningless.

What she needs is to establish herself in this world, become stronger, and take control of her own life and destiny.

Jun Xiaoyao is someone she must hold onto.

……

In the ten days or so that followed.

The Primordial Realm gradually returned to peace.

After Jun Xiaoyao announced ownership of the Tomb of the Burial King.

No one else dared to lay a finger on any other prodigy.

The entire Tomb of the King has eighteen layers and covers a very wide area.

There are many opportunities.

Even with the manpower of the Cloud Clan's many prodigies, it would be difficult to search completely in a short period of time.

This could be described as a happy trouble.

Jun Xiaoyao naturally had no time to waste here.

He handed the black rune that controlled the entire tomb to Yun Huaxin.

"With this talisman, you can slowly search for all the opportunities within this tomb of the king."

"Then, young master..."

Yun Huaxin, Yun Moxuan, and the others were all looking at Jun Xiaoyao.

"I'll just wander around a bit more," Jun Xiaoyao said.

He naturally didn't have any extra time to waste here.

After all, his purpose in coming to the Abyss River was to reach the Fallen God Island.

Yun Huaxin and the others also knew that Jun Xiaoyao had his own plans.

They certainly couldn't waste Jun Xiaoyao's time.

Afterwards, the Yun Clan's prodigies continued to stay in the Tomb of the Burial King, searching for opportunities.

Jun Xiaoyao left the Origin Realm alone.

In the void outside the Primordial Realm.

Jun Xiaoyao gazed into the distance, seemingly looking towards a vast and boundless island deep within the Li Yuan Heavenly River.

"How many vassal forces are trapped on Fallen God Island?"

"And after such a long period of time, what is their attitude now..."

Jun Xiaoyao has never been one to trust people's hearts.

Human hearts are fickle.

Even the most loyal forces to the Jun family in the past.

After so many long years, no one came to their rescue.

Can that kind of loyalty remain unchanged?

Jun Xiaoyao wouldn't make any preconceived assumptions.

However, he would not have absolute hope that the vassal forces on Fallen God Island would remain 100% loyal to the Jun family.

If they are loyal, that's good, and Jun Xiaoyao is willing to help them escape their predicament.

If someone is disloyal, Jun Xiaoyao doesn't care. He won't force anything; they can just part ways amicably.

Thinking to himself, Jun Xiaoyao took a step and his figure instantly disappeared into the void.

at the same time.

On a particularly dark star in the Milky Way of the Abyss.

Two figures, a man and a woman, sat cross-legged on this star.

One of the men was tall and muscular, with muscles that looked like they were cast from iron.

His bare upper body was covered with deep red patterns that, upon closer inspection, looked like flowing lava.

His black hair was loose, and his features were cold and hard.

His eyes seemed to burn with hellfire.

Even the breath from his mouth and nose carried a bloody and fiery scent.

On his back, he also carried a battle sword stained with blood.

Countless powerful beings have perished beneath this blood-red battle blade.

The woman beside her was dressed in black, with a slender figure.

Her features were delicate, yet she had a pale, sickly appearance.

Most importantly, her entire figure was like a shadow or mist, carrying a semi-transparent, ethereal quality.

The two figures, a man and a woman, seemed to be recuperating here.

And not for long.

In the void.

A man dressed in a pale white robe and holding a white bone fan suddenly appeared.

The man looked quite young.

He looked like a worldly scholar.

It just carried an indescribable eerie aura, lacking any sense of being alive.

"The White Bone Scholar".

Both the man and the woman were looking at the man named White Bone Scholar.

"The one who stitches corpses in the Yellow Springs is gone," said the Bone Scholar, waving his bone fan.

"Hmm, what's going on?" the burly man asked in surprise.

The woman in black standing to the side said, "The Yellow Springs Corpse Stitcher is a masterpiece of the Yellow Springs Palace, how could it be damaged?"

The two of them had been focused on their cultivation and hadn't noticed anything.

The White Bone Scholar shook his head and said, "The Corpse-Stitcher of the Yellow Springs is indeed an experimental product that my Yellow Springs Palace has worked so hard to develop."

"Unfortunately, it should have been dealt with by Jun Xiaoyao."

There are ten courts in the underworld.

The experimental subjects in the underworld were developed by different halls.

Some were developed through collaborative research between various institutions.

The Corpse-Stitcher of the Yellow Springs is an extremely powerful experimental subject researched by the Yellow Springs Palace.

"Jun Xiaoyao? He's actually in the Li Yuan Tianhe?" The burly man was shocked.

Jun Xiaoyao is now a hot commodity in the underworld.

Many people in the underworld want to get rid of Jun Xiaoyao.

However, Jun Xiaoyao's strength is such that he is not someone that ordinary people can deal with.

With powerful clans like the Cloud Clan protecting them from the outside world, it's difficult for influential figures to target them.

"If we can capture Jun Xiaoyao, it will be a great achievement and we will receive unimaginable rewards."

“Our positions within our respective halls will absolutely become central.”

The woman was somewhat tempted.

This skeleton scholar comes from the Yellow Springs Palace in the underworld.

The burly man, named Luo Zang, came from Avici Hall, one of the Ten Halls of the Underworld.

As for the woman in black, her name is You Ling, and she comes from the Ghost Hall, one of the Ten Halls.

"Even the Corpse-Sewing Master of the Underworld was defeated, do you think we can handle Jun Xiaoyao?"

“Even if the three of them join forces, the chances of taking him down are not very high,” Luo Zang said, frowning.

The Avici Palace is the most warlike and bloodthirsty of the ten palaces in the underworld, and it is fearless.

Even Luo Zang, who came from the Avici Palace, spoke in this way.

It is clear that in the eyes of the underworld, Jun Xiaoyao is definitely a tough nut to crack.

You Ling fell silent upon hearing this.

She realized that she had been oversimplifying things.

"It's a pity we haven't reached the Immortal Land yet. If we wait until Jun Xiaoyao arrives..."

“With the strength and resources of our Underworld in the Immortal Land, we are more than capable of causing Jun Xiaoyao a great deal of trouble,” Luo Zang said.

“But by then, the credit won’t belong to us,” You Ling said, frowning.

"Not so," the white-bone scholar said, slightly shaking his white-bone fan. "Of course we have a chance to deal with him."

"Oh?" Luo Zang and You Ling both looked at the White Bone Scholar.

"Fallen God Island".

The skeleton scholar smiled slightly, sending a chill down one's spine. (End of Chapter)