novelraw Chapter 1097 1097 Who Will Have the Last Laugh?
Chapter 1097 1097 Who Will Have the Last Laugh?
When the three words "Jun Xiaoyao" rang out.
The entire borderlands, and even the frontier.
The battlefield that had been thundering with might suddenly fell into an eerie dead silence.
The thoughts of countless people froze for a brief moment.
On the side of the foreign realm, most beings were shocked, furious, and bewildered!
How could one of the six world-destroying kings of the foreign realm possibly have any connection to the Jun family of the immortal realm?
And on the side of the immortal realm, countless cultivators, every single one of them, had faces filled with horror and disbelief.
What had they just heard?
A long-missed name.
A name that had once shone across the nine heavens of the immortal realm, been placed upon a pedestal, and finally come to a tragic end.
It had reappeared in this world.
That transcendent figure in spotless white robes, imprinted in everyone's hearts, had appeared once more.
And in an even more stunning manner!
Rumble!
At this moment, the sky of the immortal realm trembled.
Hundreds of billions of thunderbolts surged and gathered!
This was the wrath of heaven!
Jun Xiaoyao had deceived the heavens of the immortal realm!
With nothing but a mortal body, he had won a round against the Heavenly Dao!
What does it mean to defy the heavens?
This is what it means!
"It's our Jun family's divine son, Lord Xiaoyao!"
"Divine Son Xiaoyao!"
"Young master!"
"It's Xiaoyao, it's really him, he's still alive, he never died!"
From the frontier to the borderlands, everyone connected to Jun Xiaoyao felt their minds roar, shaken to the point where every nerve trembled.
Their minds went blank, flooded with overwhelming joy, feeling almost unreal, as if in a dream!
The elders of the Jun family wept tears of joy.
Many of them were thousands upon tens of thousands of years old, yet at this moment their eyes had reddened, crying and laughing like children.
Jun Xiaoyao was an existence in the Jun family's recent ancient era on par with the Heaven-Abandoning Emperor and the White-Robed Divine King.
He was considered the hope for the Jun family to carry on their clan's fortune across the ages.
Back then, Jun Xiaoyao had sacrificed himself, using his own body as a shackle to suppress the evil will of a deity, and perished in doing so.
This was undoubtedly a pain shared by every member of the Jun family.
Although some of the Jun family's higher-ups had always believed that Jun Xiaoyao shouldn't have fallen like that.
But as years passed with no news of Jun Xiaoyao, the hope of many clan members had turned to despair.
But now.
Jun Xiaoyao had appeared.
In an even more stunning manner.
Where was he?
The most bizarre and mysterious place in the foreign realm, the unspeakable land, the Heavenless Dark Realm.
Throughout all of history, how many had ever made it there?
"The divine son is unrivaled!"
"Our Jun family's divine son, whom heaven cannot bury and earth cannot destroy, who can stand against him!"
At this moment, many of the Jun family's young prodigies, along with those in the rankings, all let out roaring cries, venting the frustration pent up in their hearts.
After witnessing Jun Xiaoyao's apparent fall, countless forces had privately believed the Jun family would decline from its peak.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao had slapped every single one of them in the face!
"Lord Divine Son!"
The Jun family's ranked members were also stirred to their very souls!
"Xiaoyao always likes to do this, staying silent until he strikes, then stunning everyone."
Jun Moxiao and Jun Lingcang both burst into hearty laughter.
It seemed as though the former three young pillars of the Jun family could be reunited once more.
"I knew it, my lord must still be alive!"
Somewhere on the battlefield, Yi Yu was overcome with excitement, letting out a long howl toward the sky.
Wangchuan, Yan Qingying, Yongjie Tiannü, and the others were also weeping tears of joy.
Those who had once shared a connection with Jun Xiaoyao.
Yan Rumeng, Yu Chanjuan, Princess Longji, each of them felt their hearts surging, unable to calm down.
"Jun Xiaoyao……"
Ling Yuan bit her full lips, wanting desperately to weep with joy.
But as the young emperor of the Immortal Court, she could not let it show.
However, the one thing she knew for certain was this.
When she caught that familiar glimpse of his figure, her heart was filled with happiness.
She wasn't sure whether this feeling belonged to Ling Yuan, or to the Heavenly Maiden Kite.
But it didn't matter, because right now, she was both Ling Yuan and the Heavenly Maiden Kite.
"Xiaoyao gege……"
Jiang Luoli's eyes also reddened, with faint glistening tears.
She had always tried to make herself strong, to not cry.
But now, seeing Jun Xiaoyao's figure once more on the light screen, she couldn't hold back her tears.
The delicate dice inlaid with red beans, a longing carved into the bone, did he ever know?
And her prayers, day and night, had finally received an answer.
That man had come back!
In contrast to this were the prodigies who had once clashed with Jun Xiaoyao.
"How is this possible, even heaven couldn't bury him!?"
Gu Dizi was shaken, unable to believe it.
He even felt as though he might be dreaming.
And what made Gu Dizi even more alarmed was this.
Jun Xiaoyao was actually that Chaotic Body from the foreign realm in the borderlands!
"From the Desolate Holy Body to the Chaotic Body, what on earth did this Jun Xiaoyao go through!?"
Gu Dizi's eyes were bloodshot, his expression nearly twisted.
In particular, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Ling Yuan, and it seemed as though there was a glimmer of tears in her eyes.
He knew that Ling Yuan must have had some kind of connection with Jun Xiaoyao.
"This won't do, at this rate, the only one with any hope of standing against Jun Xiaoyao is the young emperor." Gu Dizi thought to himself.
The young emperor he had in mind was not Ling Yuan, the current young emperor.
But rather an ancient young emperor of the Immortal Court who had been kept hidden for multiple eons, slumbering all this time, rumored to possess talent so monstrous it was beyond imagination.
"Damn it, Jun Xiaoyao, you should have stayed buried."
"But it doesn't matter, even now you may not necessarily keep your life."
Gu Dizi clenched his fists, his gaze cold and sharp.
What was Jun Xiaoyao's situation right now?
Standing before the ancient ultimate calamity of the foreign realm.
What were the odds that Jun Xiaoyao could survive?
"Bieli, is he really my benefactor?"
On one part of the battlefield, Li Qing'er also showed a look of surprised delight.
She had been feeling guilty all along, and now she finally had a chance to make amends.
"Yes, and I'm glad he's alive too, but right now, we can't afford to let our guard down."
Jun Bieli's expression remained grave.
Facing the ultimate calamity, the danger Jun Xiaoyao was in was far from trivial.
Many people had come to the same realization.
The members of the Jun family were all somewhat tense.
Some forces in the immortal realm that had friction with the Jun family watched on with cold indifference.
As for the foreign realm, many of the imperial clan beings were seething with fury.
"Damn it, to think we were fooled by that kid!"
"It doesn't matter, if the great calamity truly recovers, then the six kings are nothing more than icing on the cake, let's just watch and see how this one falls!" another king said coldly.
Even great emperors were extremely vulnerable before the ultimate calamity.
Let alone Jun Xiaoyao.
With only a supreme realm cultivation, standing before the ultimate calamity.
He was even more insignificant than an ant, as trivial as a speck of dust.
Inside the Heavenless Dark Realm.
Shen Le was utterly stunned.
"The Jun family of the immortal realm, how could this be……the First King's Hall……you……"
Shen Le was dazed, her mind struck by an enormous shock.
As for Su Hongyi, though she was also surprised, her expression remained calm.
Regardless of Jun Xiaoyao's identity, she would not care, and her loyalty did not waver in the slightest.
Jun Xiaoyao paid no attention to Shen Le, whose emotions were in turmoil.
His gaze fixed directly on the ultimate calamity.
Somewhat to his surprise.
The ultimate calamity remained utterly calm throughout.
It was the kind of calm one felt when facing an ant.
Even though Jun Xiaoyao's identity as a member of the Jun family caused a faint flicker of something called anger to stir within him.
On the whole, he remained indifferent.
"You deceived everything, yet you could not deceive me."
"You are indeed a rather interesting little ant."
The ultimate calamity said coldly.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled as well.
"To receive such praise from the ultimate calamity, the very source of darkness, Jun is truly unworthy."
Facing such a deadly situation, Jun Xiaoyao could still speak with ease and laughter.
Even the foreign realm kings at the frontier couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.
The immortal realm had truly produced a heaven-defying monster.
"Is that your last will?" the ultimate calamity said.
"Let's make a bet." Jun Xiaoyao said.
These words made a group of people in the immortal realm look on with strange expressions.
They were reminded again of Jun Xiaoyao's rule of never losing a bet.
Even in a game of wits against heaven itself, Jun Xiaoyao had won.
"You……do you have the qualifications to bet against me?" the ultimate calamity said.
"An existence that was once wounded by my Jun family's ancestors, incomplete in state, and you truly think yourself a god standing high above all?"
Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his posture proud and upright, his gaze sweeping with contempt!
"Hmm?"
The aura of the ultimate calamity trembled slightly, and dark storms swept across the black universe.
Jun Xiaoyao's words had touched upon a past he had no wish to recall.
To this, Jun Xiaoyao remained composed as ever.
"Let's make a bet, a bet on……"
"Whether I, Jun Xiaoyao, or you, the ultimate calamity, will be the last one standing!"