Chapter 179: The Great War Ends, the Followers' Faction

.Traitors, sometimes more hateful than enemies!"Kill, obliterate the ancestral hall of the Overlord clan, the Overlord lineage must be exterminated!""Spirit Island must be destroyed, it's the pawn pla...With the addition of Jun Xiaoyao and Patriarch Dongxuan, the defeat of the two major criminal clans and the Wujixing Palace is only a matter of time.

Meanwhile, Yi Yu was also chasing after Mo Fan who was fleeing.

"Can the person the Master wants to catch escape"

Yi Yu's expression was cold and ruthless. One hand held the bow, the other pulled back the string.

Nine flaming arrows shot out, transforming into nine firebirds that locked onto Mo Fan and bombarded him.

Yi Yu, who possesses the eyes of a golden discernment, has always had an unerring aim with his arrows.

Mo Fan turned back, urging his technique, a large seal radiating with brilliant starlight materialized.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Nine consecutive explosions rang out, and the large seal shattered directly. Mo Fan was also sent flying, spitting a mouthful of blood.

There was a trace of resentment and unwillingness in his expression.

He can't even beat Jun Xiaoyao, let alone his followers!

To be the protagonist of heaven and earth, to end up like this, there's really no one else who can compare.

"Surrender!" Yi Yu raised his hand, channeling his magical power into a giant palm that shot towards Mo Fan.

At that moment, the void suddenly twisted, and a shadow flashed past.

In an instant, Mo Fan vanished from the spot.

"This…" Yi Yu's magical palm fell short.

He frowned, his face grim.

After thoroughly searching the surroundings, Yi Yu still couldn't find Mo Fan's trace.

"Who saved him Forget it, I'll go back and report to Young Master first." Yi Yu frowned, turned around and left.

And over here, the battle is nearing its end.

The hands of Jun Xiaoyao, plus those from the Xuan Tian Sect, totaled three Saints and two Quasi-Saints.

This power could easily level an entire continent.

The Golden Horned King and the Silver Horned King, as well as that Saint from the Wujixing Palace, all ultimately fell in roars of unwillingness.

Although they are also saints, their strength is obviously inferior to that of the ancestors like Dong Xuan.

Even among saints, there are strengths and weaknesses.

And Eastern Xuan Ancestor and others were Saints' small perfection.

The gap between them is also huge.

Because the rules of heaven and earth at the lower bound are rudimentary, even if one can cultivate to become a saint, it is very difficult to cultivate to a state of little perfection or great perfection.

After the leader was killed, most of the remaining criminals were executed.

Even the few who managed to escape pose no threat whatsoever.

The group of people at the Wujixing Palace were naturally all killed.

Bones littered the ground, piled high like mountains.

Blood gathered into rivulets.

All the disciples of Xuantian Sect had blood on their bodies, but their expressions were filled with excitement and elation.

All the female disciples of Xuan Tian Sect, from the eldest senior sister to the youngest junior sister, all looked at Jun Xiaoyao, who was shrouded in brilliance, with faces full of respect and yearning.

Jun Xiaoyao, holding the Panhuang Sword of Ages, stood aloft in the void.

Though he had fought fiercely, his white clothes remained spotless.

Standing there, like an immortal swordsman who transcends the mundane.

These young female disciples of the Xuan Tian Sect, had never seen such an extraordinary person before. Each one's heart was rippling with admiration.

And the suzerain of Xuan Tian Zong and others stepped forward, bowing respectfully to Jun Xiaoyao: "Thank you, Lord Jun, for your great kindness. Thank you, Divine Son, for your great grace. If it weren't for the timely arrival of the Divine Son, our Xuan Tian Zong would have truly been destroyed."

Looking at the remaining disciples of Xuan Tian Zong, Jun Xiaoyao pondered for a moment.

He flicked his wrist, and a vast expanse of sacred materials, precious medicines, divine sources, and weaponry piled up into mountains.

All the members of Xuan Tianzong were stunned. They had never seen so many good things in their lifetimes.

To a carefree person, the ordinary things might be priceless treasures beyond their wildest dreams to someone else.

"Sect Leader Xuan Tian, are these all for us" His voice trembled.

These things might not be particularly precious to him, but for his disciples, they are absolutely a great opportunity!

"Over these years, Xuan Tian Zong has indeed done great service for the Jun family by suppressing the wicked clans. Next, I will go to completely destroy the Wujixing Palace. The entire Star Continent will be governed by your Xuan Tian Zong." Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Thank you, Divine Child!" The Sect Master of Xuan Tianzong and the others were overjoyed upon hearing this. They once again bowed in respect.

Jun Xiao Yao, this is directly giving the lower realm's Ten Lands to Xuan Tian Zong!

This gift is too heavy, too heavy!

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao, who casually gave a realm to Xuan Tianzong, many female disciples of Xuan Tianzong's eyes lit up.

This is the demeanor of a divine son from the Immortal Realm!

"By the way, Master Shenzi, there's something old man must tell you." Xuan Tianzong master's tone was solemn.

"What's the matter" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

"The Ancient Demon Clan and the Ancient Monster Clan, colluding with the Wicked Tribe, may have already betrayed us." The Master of Xuan Tian Zong said.

"Oh, there's such a thing" Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow.

The five major following forces under the Jun family's command.

Xuan Tian Sect, Dai Yin Dynasty, Ancient God Clan, Ancient Demon Clan, Ancient Monster Clan.

Among them, the three clans of ancient gods, ancient demons, and ancient monsters are similar groups, akin to the Golden Horn clan and the Silver Horn clan.

However, compared to the ancient gods.

The Ancient Demon Clan cultivates demonic arts and their personalities tend to be more demonic.

While the ancient demon tribe contains demonic bloodlines.

For their betrayal, Jun Xiaoyao was not at all surprised.

"The consequences of betraying one's family are something they cannot afford to bear." A cold glint flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

And at this time, Yi Yu also returned.

"I apologize, I have failed to meet your expectations, Master. Yi Yu was unable to capture the man." Yi Yu bowed his head.

"What's going on" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

Yiyu then told Jun Xiaoyao the whole situation.

“Was he rescued by someone” Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes showed a thoughtful look.

"Yi Yu's actions have been ineffective, I request that Young Master punish me!" Yi Yu said proactively.

"Forget it, it's none of your business." Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand dismissively.

Although Yi Yu's strength could definitely crush that Mo Fan.

But Mo Fan, after all, was the protagonist of the Star Continent. If he were captured and suppressed so easily, then this protagonist would be too worthless.

Jun Xiaoyao cares about who saved Mo Fan.

Is the master of the Wuji Star Palace, or is there someone else

"Could it be you" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were deep, with a hint of speculation.

……

At the same time, in the Starry Continent, a remote mountainous forest.

A void rippled and two figures suddenly materialized.

One of them was Mo Fan.

He panted, his heart still pounding, he turned his head, just about to see who had saved him, when a powerful sense of oppression washed over him.

A young man in blue, stood before him, his whole body radiating starlight.

His aura, from birth, was out of place in the mortal realm, carrying an air of dominance.

"Are you a prodigy from the Immortal Realm" Mo Fan's expression changed.

He instinctively felt a resistance and repulsion towards the celestial prodigies of the Immortal Domain.

Before the people of Xianyu, they, these mortals from the lower realms, resembled ants.

"Rest assured, I won't harm you." the figure bathed in starlight said softly.

"You... who are you" Mo Fan looked at him with apprehension.

"Desolate Heavenly Immortal Domain...Ancient Ye Clan, Ye Xingyun!"

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