Sacred Body of the Immortals

The Ancestral Dragon's Nest was an ancient imperial clan with profound heritage.

Their ancestor, the Ancient Dragon Progenitor, had attained the position of Ancient Emperor, overshadowing even some human emperors and dominating the celestial realm for countless years.

Dragon Aotian was one of the most brilliant prodigies of the current generation in the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, known as the First Generation Taboo.

As for Dragon Haotian, although his talent wasn't as monstrous as his brother Dragon Aotian's, he was still extremely strong.

Otherwise, how could he have obtained the status of Dragon Son?

The Dragon Sons of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest were roughly equivalent to the sequences of the Jun family.

"Congratulations to Lord Dragon Son for fusing with a dragon essence and greatly increasing your strength!"

"Indeed, that was a dragon essence! For ordinary people, their bodies would explode, but Lord Dragon Son was able to suppress and refine it. It's truly amazing."

Many beings around were flattering him.

"It's nothing, just a mere dragon essence. Although it's quite good, my brother has already fused with three dragon essences," Dragon Haotian said with a smug smile.

"What? Three dragon essences!"

All the beings present were shocked.

The so-called dragon essence referred to the concentrated essence of flesh and blood left behind by some of the strongest dragon beings after their death.

It not only contained rich dragon blood essence but also concentrated various innate divine abilities and runic imprints.

Although these dragon essences were priceless, refining them wasn't so simple.

Even some prodigies of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest would struggle to fuse with one dragon essence, and might even explode from the attempt.

Dragon Haotian's ability to fuse with one dragon essence was enough for him to boast about.

But Dragon Aotian had already fused with three dragon essences.

Seeing the shocked expressions of the beings around him, Dragon Haotian smiled smugly and said, "That's nothing. I heard my brother say that his ultimate goal is to condense seven dragon essences in his body."

"At that time, coupled with the Imperial Dragon blood, the destiny of this era will be dominated by my brother!"

Dragon Haotian didn't feel jealous of Dragon Aotian, but rather admired and respected him greatly.

"Then congratulations in advance. However, I've heard that the tenth birthday banquet of the Jun family's Divine Son is also approaching," said a young, muscular man with bull horns growing from his head.

He was a young powerhouse from the Bull Demon Mountain, an ancient royal clan.

Although the strength and heritage of the ancient royal clans were not as great as the ancient imperial clans, they were not far behind and could still intimidate a region.

Upon hearing the words "Jun family's Divine Son," many beings present fell silent.

Although Jun Xiaoyao had never truly appeared before the world until now, the scene of the myriad saints paying homage ten years ago had still caused a stir in the Desolate Celestial Realm.

Afterwards, although no major news had spread about Jun Xiaoyao, no one dared to underestimate this low-key and mysterious Divine Son of the Jun family.

After all, he was the descendant of the White-Robed Divine King.

"Hmph, the Jun family's Divine Son hasn't even made his debut yet. Who knows how capable he really is? The myriad saints paying homage was impressive, but when my brother was born, there were also ancestral dragon omens appearing, no less impressive than his."

"In fact, I could subdue him without my brother even needing to act," Dragon Haotian said contemptuously and arrogantly.

The Ancestral Dragon's Nest and the Jun family had a long-standing grudge.

The most recent incident was when the White-Robed Divine King Jun Wuhui, while still at the Sage realm, had skinned a dragon and extracted its tendons from a quasi-supreme powerhouse of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest.

For the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, this was an utter humiliation that would be nailed to their historical pillar of shame.

A quasi-supreme powerhouse being utterly defeated by a Sage was simply embarrassing beyond measure.

From that time on, the Ancestral Dragon's Nest and the Jun family became sworn enemies.

"Giggle, that's right. I believe that Jun family's Divine Son certainly won't be a match for you, Lord Dragon Son," said a winged woman of the Feathered Race with snow-white wings on her back.

"Sigh, it's just unknown what kind of constitution the Jun family's Divine Son has," a being from an ancient royal clan shook his head slightly.

At that moment, a female voice suddenly came:

"I know what constitution the Jun family's Divine Son has."

"Who?" All the beings turned their gazes towards the voice.

At the entrance of the pavilion, a woman in a blue dress walked up the stairs.

"Hmm, why is a human here?" The young bull-horned man from Bull Demon Mountain frowned.

Their ancient royal clans, although not to the point of killing humans on sight, didn't have much fondness for them either.

"Calm down," Dragon Haotian raised his palm to quiet the crowd.

Dragon Haotian's gaze swept over Lan Qingya, showing some interest as he said, "You say you know what constitution the Jun family's Divine Son has?"

"That's right, I know because I was once a follower of a sequence member of the Jun family," Lan Qingya said with certainty.

"What!"

These words startled all the beings present.

A follower of a Jun family sequence member coming to seek out their ancient races?

Next, Lan Qingya briefly explained her grievances with Jun Xiaoyao and the others.

"I see. Then tell us, what constitution does the Jun family's Divine Son have?" Dragon Haotian asked.

"The Ancient Sacred Physique," Lan Qingya said.

As soon as she spoke, the entire pavilion fell silent.

All the beings' expressions froze, and then they burst into laughter.

"Haha, are you serious?"

"The Ancient Sacred Physique? Haha, once the sacred physique of the human race, now a useless, chicken-rib constitution!"

Dragon Haotian was also somewhat surprised. His dragon eyes glared, exuding a murderous aura as he said, "Do you know the consequences of deceiving this Dragon Son?"

How could a useless, chicken-rib constitution possibly receive the Jun family's attention?

"This is absolutely true. That Jun Xiaoyao indeed has the Ancient Sacred Physique, but he has broken through one of its shackles," Lan Qingya continued to reveal.

"What? Broken through one shackle?"

"How is this possible? How could he have such ability?"

Lan Qingya's words made the group of ancient beings' smiles freeze on their faces, their expressions turning slightly pale.

A human sacred physique that had broken through its shackles was no ordinary matter – it could be called terrifying.

Dragon Haotian's expression didn't change much as he pondered, "With the Jun family's resources, it's not impossible to forcefully pile on resources to help him break through a shackle, but this method simply won't work."

"At most, he could break through three shackles, and then Jun Xiaoyao's path would be completely blocked," Dragon Haotian said with a cold smile.

If the shackles of the Ancient Sacred Physique were so easy to break, it wouldn't be called a waste constitution now.

"I suppose so," Lan Qingya nodded.

She only believed that Jun Xiaoyao had broken through one shackle.

She couldn't possibly imagine that Jun Xiaoyao had broken through all ten shackles at birth.

"Haha, interesting. It seems I might have to participate in this tenth birthday banquet of the Jun family's Divine Son," Dragon Haotian laughed heartily.

At that time, to trample the Jun family's Divine Son underfoot at the birthday banquet held by the Jun family.

That scene...

Tsk tsk... Just thinking about it was extremely exciting.

"Hehe, with Lord Dragon Son taking action, that Jun family Divine Son's birthday banquet will become a banquet of shame."

"It's about time the Jun family lost some face."

The entire pavilion was filled with a relaxed and joyful atmosphere.

"Jun Xiaoyao, it's you who forced Qingya to do this. Don't blame me when the time comes," Lan Qingya's beautiful eyes narrowed, flashing with a cold light.

At that time, she would also follow Dragon Haotian to witness the moment when Jun Xiaoyao and the others would be humiliated.

Not long after Lan Qingya's betrayal, from within the Jun family in the Imperial Province, countless invitations tied to golden flying swords burst forth in dense streams of light, surging towards the four corners of the Desolate Celestial Realm.

"That is... the Jun family's sword-borne messages. They're invitations!"

"Is the Jun family's mysterious Divine Son finally going to enter the world and appear before everyone?"

In an instant, the Desolate Celestial Realm, which had been quiet for so long, once again boiled with excitement because of the Jun family's sword-borne messages!