Celestial Profound Continent, East Profound Realm, a Human Race Sacred Land.

The sounds of slaughter rose, smoke billowed into the sky.

On the sky dome above, massive demon spiders appeared.

On the ground, pits emerged, and pitch-black ferocious demon spiders surged forth.

They hail from an Ancient Divine Mountain in the Central Forbidden Area of Celestial Profound Continent, named Demon Spirit Divine Mountain.

Among them dwells the Celestial Demon Spider Clan.

The Celestial Demon Spider Clan is an extremely powerful Ancient Royal Family, inherently fond of slaughter and cruel in their methods.

Soon, this Human Race Sacred Land was nearing destruction.

Meanwhile, in another place, West Profound Realm, a Human Race temple also erupted into a great battle.

Giants, each standing three zhang tall, appeared.

Their entire skin seemed covered in a layer of rocky armor, not only providing incredible defense but also immense strength.

They hail from South Fallen Divine Mountain, known as the Stone Giant Race, an Ancient Race.

"The Human Race should perish; from now on, the Celestial Profound Continent belongs to us Ancient Races!"

A Stone Giant in the Saint Realm roared furiously, wielding a giant club, killing a Quasi-Saint elder monk.

The same scenes were unfolding in the four regions of the Celestial Profound Continent.

Several immensely powerful Ancient Divine Mountains sought to take advantage of the chaos of the Ten Realms, bathing the world in blood, establishing the supreme order of the Ancient Races.

Faced with a sudden attack from the Restricted Area Ancient Divine Mountain, Human Race Sacred Lands, and Hidden Clans were completely caught off guard, suffering heavy losses.

But to be honest, even if the Human Race had time to respond, the outcome wouldn't change much.

The Central Forbidden Area is called so because the Ancient Races are too deeply rooted and powerful.

The Human Race's influence simply cannot cope, hence the area is termed as a Forbidden Area.

So now, even if the Human Race's influence is prepared, they cannot resist the Ancient Races' attempt to bathe the Celestial Profound Continent in blood.

Meanwhile, at Dongxuan Daoist Sect.

The scene was of ruins, with broken walls and scattered rubble.

Countless corpses of Dongxuan Daoist Sect cultivators lay strewn about.

A group of beings with cyan wings stood in the void.

They were from the Cyan Heaven Divine Mountain, the Cyan Heaven Roc Race.

However, among this group of beings, there was an outlier.

It was a young man in a green robe, with a cold and vengeful look in his eyes.

It was Lin Feng!

"Dongxuan Daoist Sect, you followed that Jun Xiaoyao's orders, destroyed my Lin Clan, and lead my father and others to a tragic death. This is the price you pay!"

Lin Feng's expression was fierce.

Back then, Jun Xiaoyao had decreed the destruction of the Lin Clan, and the Sect Leader of East Profound was the first to step forward.

He probably never expected that after destroying a small clan, they would face such revenge of sect destruction.

Besides a few strong elites including the Sect Leader of East Profound, all other cultivators of the Dongxuan Daoist Sect had fallen here.

As Lin Feng was emotionally unstable, a slender girl with short cyan hair stepped forward to comfort him: "Lin Lang, don't be sad. At least Dongxuan Daoist Sect has been destroyed, and your family's revenge has been taken."

This cyan-haired girl was Peng Ling, a proud maiden from the Cyan Heaven Divine Mountain.

It was she and her brother Peng Fei who had previously found Lin Feng unconscious.

As for her concern for Lin Feng now, it was naturally because she liked Lin Feng.

Why did she like him?

Don't ask, it's the protagonist's halo.

As the protagonist of the Celestial Profound Continent, if Lin Feng couldn't even win over a girl, what kind of protagonist would he be?

If Jun Xiaoyao conquered countless maidens with personal charm,

then Lin Feng's charm was simply his protagonist's halo.

His tumultuous experiences and tenacious character had garnered Peng Ling's good graces towards him.

Despite Peng Ling's consolations, the hatred on Lin Feng's face did not ease.

"The family's revenge is not yet complete; the root cause is all Jun Xiaoyao!"

"If it weren't for him, how could I, Lin Feng, be so miserable? If it weren't for him, how could Ziyan have died? If it weren't for him, how could my Lin Clan have perished?"

"Therefore, I, Lin Feng, must personally destroy Jun Xiaoyao, or else I cannot quell the hatred in my heart!" Lin Feng gritted his teeth, fury burning in his eyes.

"Interesting, I'd like to meet this Jun Xiaoyao and see how he compares to the Golden-Winged Roc King of the Immortal Realm."

On the other side, Peng Ling's brother, Peng Fei also spoke up, eyes filled with curiosity and battle intent.

In his heart, the Golden-Winged Roc King was near invincible in the Immortal Realm.

He wondered how much strength this Jun Xiaoyao had compared to the Golden-Winged Roc King.

"Thank you, Brother Peng Fei, but Lin Feng would still like to personally deal with Jun Xiaoyao." Lin Feng said.

During this time, Lin Feng had lived up to Jun Xiaoyao's expectations, collecting all the World Origin.

Now, his strength was far greater than before.

"So, where shall we go next?" Peng Ling inquired.

"There's only one place, and the Sect Leader of East Profound and others should also flee there. In fact, all Human Race influences will likely head there." Lin Feng said coldly.

"Lin Lang, the place you're referring to is..." Peng Ling asked puzzled.

"The Hidden Clan, the Nalan family's residence, the Ancient Spirit Mountain!" Lin Feng affirmed.

As to why Lin Feng was so certain, it was because the Nalan Clan had become the renowned noble family on the Celestial Profound Continent, their prestige widely known.

Now with the Ancient Divine Mountain wreaking havoc, bathing the world in blood,

the only place where the Human Race's influence could seek refuge was the Nalan Clan.

"If that's the case, then we shall rally the other Ancient Divine Mountains and attack the Nalan Clan together!" Peng Fei declared.

...

Indeed, things were exactly as Lin Feng had foreseen.

Throughout the Celestial Profound Continent, numerous influences gathered towards the Nalan Clan.

And why?

Because the Nalan Clan was connected to Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao, as a Human Race from the Immortal Realm, Divine Son of an Ancient Desolate Family, possessed unmatched status and influence.

In the hearts of the Human Race on the Celestial Profound Continent, the Jun Family's Divine Son was the only one possibly capable of standing against the Ancient Divine Mountains.

Besides the Jun Family's Divine Son, there was no other person the myriad influences could rally behind to resist the Ancient Divine Mountains.

Meanwhile, at the Ancient Spirit Mountain, the Nalan Clan was in chaos.

The Sect Leader of East Profound and a few others, severely injured, fled there with despair on their faces.

"Patriarch Nalan, you must send word to Lord Divine Son, asking him to help us!" the Sect Leader of East Profound cried out.

"Alas... we don't have the young master's contact information, and besides, he has his matters to attend to, we can't just bother him." Nalan Zhan sighed.

He very much wanted to contact Jun Xiaoyao.

But there was simply no way to reach him.

And even if there was, they dared not disturb Jun Xiaoyao.

"What should we do then? The Ancient Divine Mountains will attack soon, and then we'll all be destroyed." The Sect Leader of East Profound lamented.

He regarded himself as pitiable; the entire Dongxuan Daoist Sect was reduced to a few lonely leaders.

Beside him, a gorgeous maiden with a delicate face was also filled with worry; she was Nalan Ruoxi.

"Will the young master come?" Nalan Ruoxi murmured to herself.

She just wanted to see Jun Xiaoyao again.

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