Chapter 1089 - 1087: If You Are Afraid, You Are Not Jun Wuhui; Great Opportunity Within the Celestial Dark Realm

Chapter 1089: Chapter 1087: If You Are Afraid, You Are Not Jun Wuhui; Great Opportunity Within the Celestial Dark Realm

The wind and sand swept over ten thousand miles, rustling ominously.

The ancestral land of the Red Owl Race no longer existed.

Every living being of the Red Owl Race, the clan protection array, and all material things.

Everything had been annihilated under the twilight of the gods.

Not even a trace of bone or blood was left behind.

As though this place had never housed the Red Owl Race from the beginning.

The firmament was scarred by abyss-like space cracks that refused to mend.

The ground was pitted with craters where countless meteors had fallen.

This was the true battle of the supreme powerhouses.

Luckily, there was the blockade of the Divine Ao King; otherwise, the entire Demon Barbarian Continent would have been in upheaval.

And Jun Wuhui, in white, stood with hands behind his back, his demeanor calm.

Wiping out a Quasi-Emperor Race was undoubtedly a monumental achievement.

Yet Jun Wuhui remained composed, his eyes profound like the sun and moon, showing no ripples.

He did not seek fame or fortune, only wished to protect the Immortal Realm’s prosperity and pass on the Jun Family’s undying torch.

"The green emerges from the blue, surpassing the blue; the Lord’s strength must be nearing our benefactor."

The Divine Ao King spoke with a note of reverence in his voice.

Previously, he was respectful to Jun Wuhui simply because Jun Wuhui was the Divine King of the Jun Family.

When the benefactor saved him, the Divine Ao King vowed to serve the Jun Family for his lifetime.

But now, having witnessed Jun Wuhui’s true strength,

The Divine Ao King sincerely revered Jun Wuhui from his heart.

Moreover, don’t forget, Jun Wuhui performed the One Qi Transformed into the Three Pristine Ones, subduing the Exotic Realm, Burial Soil, and Sea of Realms.

Which means, the current Jun Wuhui was merely one of the Three Pristine Avatars!

Though One Qi Transformed into the Three Pristine Ones was incredibly defiant of the heavens, each avatar had strength matching the original, and each could cultivate independently.

But from this, one can see this is not the entirety of Jun Wuhui’s strength!

If the Three Pristine Avatars were to gather and merge, just how strong would Jun Wuhui become?

"Not exactly, my current strength still has a gap to the distant ancestor."

"But... if the plan goes smoothly, I might catch up."

Jun Wuhui chuckled softly, his eyes deep.

If not for the plan, he could have slain the arrogant Red Owl King back at the Border Desolation.

Why bother with a performance?

From start to finish, the Red Owl King was nothing more than a passive actor in Jun Wuhui’s play.

The Divine Ao King sighed in response.

The Jun Family truly produced promising talents.

First was the benefactor who saved him, a once-in-an-eternity Emperor of the Jun Family.

Later, an invincible White-clothed Divine King emerged.

Now, there is the Divine Son, Jun Xiaoyao.

Indeed.

It was due to Jun Wuhui’s enlightenment that the Divine Ao King realized Jun Xiaoyao’s true identity.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so favorable towards Jun Xiaoyao.

He even directly offered the War God Academy’s Dragon Vein to Jun Xiaoyao.

"Lord, should we depart; after all, this is the Exotic Realm and still poses danger," said the Divine Ao King.

Jun Wuhui slightly shook his head, "No need to worry; the majority of the Exotic Realm’s attention is now focused on the Border Desolation."

"The supreme beings of the Ultimate Emperor Race should have ventured to the Border Desolation."

"With the Celestial Dark Realm’s gate already open, this is the prime moment," Jun Wuhui stated.

"But Lord, if you enter the Celestial Dark Realm alone, should calamity arise..." The Divine Ao King hesitated.

Being the Jun Family’s spy in the Exotic Realm for multiple eras,

The Divine Ao King knew just how mysterious and terrifying the Ultimate Calamity was.

Even though Jun Wuhui’s combat strength was unmatched, even able to slay an Immortal King,

The Ultimate Calamity was indescribable, unknowable, unnameable.

Even Immortal Kings must worship and offer sacrifices.

"Even Xiaoyao dared to enter, how could I as a father be afraid?"

"If I harbor fear, then I am unworthy of the name Jun Wuhui."

Jun Wuhui chuckled quietly.

The word "fear."

Seems to not exist in the dictionary of Jun Wuhui and Jun Xiaoyao, this father-son pair.

The Divine Ao King was helpless.

This father and son truly were unique anomalies in the heavens and earth.

Incomprehensible prodigies.

It could only carry Jun Wuhui towards the Celestial Dark Realm.

...

This was a dim and lifeless region.

Year-round shrouded in dense bands of black fog.

Here the world was eternally night, incredibly dark, and seemingly endless, as if reaching into the depths of the chaotic cosmos.

There was not even a sound, nor any sign of life.

Yet amidst this lifeless eeriness,

Suddenly, footsteps sounded, breaking the ancient silence.

In the distance, amidst the darkness, figures appeared.

Lo and behold, it was Jun Xiaoyao and five others.

After opening the Celestial Dark Realm’s gate, they continued to delve within.

The Power of Rules in the Celestial Dark Realm was more robust than the outside world.

They could not pierce through the void, only advancing by the most primitive means of walking.

Jun Xiaoyao was scrutinizing this mysterious place.

Aside from the six of them, there seemed to be no signs of life.

Yet in the depths of the Celestial Dark Realm, Jun Xiaoyao could feel a chilling aura.

"Everyone, be cautious as you delve deeper."

"It is said that the Celestial Dark Realm is not only riddled with chaotic spatial cracks, but also contains temporal rifts; step unwisely, and one may age a millennium in a blink."

Moluo advised the group.

As a being of the Demon Origin Race, he understood the Celestial Dark Realm more than others.

"What, so frightening?"

Shenle Xue’s skin stood in goosebumps.

Women undoubtedly fear aging.

Though cultivators may maintain their appearance, the passage of time remains unyielding.

"Rest assured, with me here, I won’t let anything happen to you," Jun Xiaoyao reassured.

The final secret was yet to reveal; before then, Jun Xiaoyao wouldn’t allow them to fall.

Of course, once the secret is unraveled, who can say?

"The First King Hall still cherishes us," Shenle Mei laughed.

"We surely believe Lord Monarch will lead us to rise," Moluo spoke with respect.

Only Zhu Ye and Yun Xiaohai’s expressions were perpetually uneasy, harboring ominous premonitions.

Afraid Jun Xiaoyao might truly bear ill intent.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao activated the overwhelming divine thought of his Three Lives Primordial Spirit.

The various perilous mysterious lands, space, and time rifts, were all evaded.

At one point, Jun Xiaoyao sensed powerful energy fluctuations ahead.

"What is that?"

The others felt it too.

"Could it be..."

Moluo seemed to have realized something, showing a surprised expression.

"Our Six Kings’ opportunity has arrived!"

Moluo’s words astonished everyone, prompting them to advance.

Ahead was a massive lake shrouded in mist.

Unknown creatures’ bones lay within, intact for several eras, emitting supreme immortal aura.

Jun Xiaoyao and others approached for a closer look.

Finding the shrouding mist wasn’t true mist, but fragmented laws!

Moreover, the lake itself was composed of broken law fragments exuding a Dao Aura!

"This is..."

Even the knowledgeable Jun Xiaoyao was awed, discerning the unimaginable energy within.

"This must be Transformation Lake, the supreme treasure land passed down through ages in my realm!"

Moluo spoke with a trembling excitement!