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Chapter 90: Two Armies Clash Head-On, the Mastermind Reveals Himself (Fifth Update)

Chapter 90: Chapter 90: Two Armies Clash Head-On, the Mastermind Reveals Himself (Fifth Update)


Outside the Imperial City of the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom, the grand coalition of the Three Ancient Countries attacked once again.


However, the faces of many soldiers still bore traces of lingering trepidation.


After all, the last time they were frightened by the Jun Family’s Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain Four Guards.


Though there was lingering fear in their hearts, the coalition was not too panicked.


Because they heard from the generals above that there would be significant figures suppressing the formation and mysterious forces assisting this time.


Even if the Jun Family’s Divine Son appeared, he would not be able to prevent the downfall of the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom.


Meanwhile, the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom had long prepared for this.


Tens of thousands of its soldiers guarded outside the Imperial City.


The Vermilion Bird Country Lord, Bai Yu’Er, and others had also appeared.


"Has Lord Divine Son not arrived yet?" Bai Yu’Er asked her attendant beside her.


"Reporting to the Princess, the message has been sent, he should be here soon," the attendant replied.


"Good." Bai Yu’Er nodded slightly.


Without seeing Jun Xiaoyao, her heart would never be at ease.


Meanwhile, the coalition of the Three Ancient Countries approached the Imperial City.


Above the sky, three figures appeared, none other than the Cyan Dragon Monarch, the White Tiger, and the Black Tortoise Monarch.


However, what caught the attention of the Vermilion Bird Country Lord and others was.


Behind the three of them in the void, there was an unbelievably luxurious bed carved out of gold, suspended in the air.


Yes, it was an extremely large bed.


The four corners of the bed were carved with dragon heads.


Each side was draped with a curtain, but faintly visible inside were numerous graceful figures.


This scene left the Vermilion Bird Country Lord slightly stupefied.


Could it be that the mysterious young master mentioned by the Cyan Dragon Monarch was on that bed?


But that’s too bizarre, who would actually forge a bed into a flying spiritual artifact?


Thinking of this, the Vermilion Bird Country Lord’s expression suddenly froze.


"Could it be... that person?" The Vermilion Bird Country Lord’s heart slightly sank.


If it is as he guessed, the situation could be dire.


Even with the support of the Jun Family’s Divine Son, it would be extremely troublesome.


"Hehe, Vermilion Bird Country Lord, we meet again." The Cyan Dragon Monarch chuckled lightly.


This time, he appeared extremely confident.


"It seems your greedy hearts are undying, haven’t you suffered enough last time?" The Vermilion Bird Country Lord was equally strong-willed.


With the Jun Family’s Divine Son backing him, he didn’t need to overly fear the mysterious young master.


At this moment, a cold and arrogant voice emanated from the golden dragon bed.


"Vermilion Bird Country Lord, this Marquis gives you one last chance, submit to me, hand over that item, and also..."


The voice paused, then continued.


"Let Princess Bai Yu’Er become this Marquis’s concubine."


The cold and arrogant tone echoed between the heavens and the earth.


The people on the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom’s side were all flushed red with anger.


The Vermilion Bird Country Lord’s face was extremely cold, but upon hearing the mysterious young master refer to himself as this Marquis, his heart sank completely.


There’s a high chance that it’s that person, without a doubt.


But just at that moment.


An even colder and domineering voice sounded from the sky.


"Make a person of this Divine Son a concubine, what do you think you are?!"


From deep within the Imperial City, golden divine radiance erupted.


A magnificent and majestic nine-headed lion pulled a golden war chariot, soaring into the sky.


A figure of unparalleled grace stood upon the war chariot, like a white-clothed Divine King, with an aura that shook the universe!


Behind him, Jun Zhangjian and four others, leading the Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain Four Guards, charged forward like four destructive torrents!


"The Jun Family’s Divine Son is here!"


"That’s a top-tier Taigu Royal Race, the nine-headed lion, being used to pull a chariot!?"


"And the Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain Four Guards are here as well!"


The coalition of the Three Ancient Countries stirred in an instant.


After all, the shadow still lingered in their hearts.


It wasn’t just the Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain Four Guards, but also Jun Xiaoyao, with his Immortal Slaying Sword Technique, slaughtering tens of thousands of soldiers with one sword, like a devil!


Jun Xiaoyao stood atop the sky of the Imperial City.


His and the Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain Four Guards’ arrival reassured the people of the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom.


Bai Yu’Er’s eyes gleamed, revealing joy.


Because what Jun Xiaoyao said was, "a person of this Divine Son."


It indicated that she belonged to Jun Xiaoyao.


Even if she were a female slave, she would be Jun Xiaoyao’s female slave.


"Divine Son." The Vermilion Bird Country Lord slightly cupped his hands towards Jun Xiaoyao.


Jun Xiaoyao waved him off, looking towards that golden dragon bed.


He had some guesses, and if he was correct, he was probably not far off.


"The Jun Family’s Divine Son is indeed as arrogant and presumptuous as rumors say, seeing no one in his eyes."


A cold voice came from the golden dragon bed.


Jun Xiaoyao’s earlier rebuke greatly displeased him, but due to the Jun Family’s Divine Son’s might, he did not erupt into rage.


"So you are the mastermind behind the Three Ancient Countries, are you?" Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his tone indifferent.


"Mastermind? Hehe, this Marquis merely wishes to subdue some subordinate forces." The voice said.


Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze flickered.


These words were clearly an excuse.


His goal was the Bronze Compass passed down by the Four Ancient Countries.


Subduing forces was just a smokescreen.


Moreover, he referred to himself as this Marquis.


Jun Xiaoyao had almost figured out who he was.


"This Divine Son dislikes those who hide their heads and show their tails in front of me, reveal yourself!"


Jun Xiaoyao’s expression was indifferent, his fingers forming a fist seal, he punched out.


His current realm was at the Late Stage of Unity Realm, far superior to the previous Divine Bridge Realm Great Perfection, much more powerful.


The power unleashed by the same techniques was completely incomparable.


A lifelike golden dragon coiled around his fist, and with a punch, it erupted, it was Dragon Fist.


All everyone heard was a dragon’s roar as a golden dragon crossed the skies, attacking the golden dragon bed.


Jun Xiaoyao didn’t even enhance it with the power of the Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Strength, but this punch was sufficient to shatter a thousand-zhang mountain!


"Humph!"


From within the golden dragon bed came a cold snort.


A hand reached out, bursts of mana erupting, as if transforming instantly into thousands of palms, slapping the void, causing the very space to slightly tremble and overturn.


"Hmm? Mixed Element Scattering Hand... It seems it’s really him," Jun Wanjie’s gaze flickered.


He had almost confirmed the individual’s identity before, and now with the divine techniques displayed, the identity was further revealed.


Rumble!


In the void, where the techniques of the two collided, tens of thousands of waves surged.


Countless people below were tongue-tied.


Is this really the battle fluctuations of Unity Realm’s celestials? It feels as terrifying as a Saint!


Fierce turbulence swept in all directions, leaving Jun Xiaoyao’s figure steady and unwavering.


However, that golden dragon bed was forced back, with the curtains all torn and fluttering away.


Finally revealing the figures within.


Many scantily clad beauties were directly shocked to death by this wave, lying in disarray on the bed.


In the center of the bed, a youth wearing a jade crown and a red gold royal robe, with average and unremarkable features, bore a cold expression as he gazed at Jun Xiaoyao.


"It’s really you, Champion Marquis of the Panwu Divine Dynasty!" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.