novelraw Chapter 990 - 990 Seed-Level Heavenly Pride
Chapter 990 - 990 Seed-Level Heavenly Pride
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was strange.
He hadn't expected that Long Yao'er, the supremely dominant and overbearing empress of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan,
would actually be trained by him into someone with such a masochistic disposition.
Or to put it another way, only Jun Xiaoyao could tame and break in this little she-dragon.
"You……"
Long Yao'er also sensed her own reaction, biting her red lips with her pearly teeth, a flush of shame and anger rising across her snow-white, jade-like face.
It was all Jun Xiaoyao's fault!
Jun Xiaoyao had tormented her time and again, awakening certain strange tendencies within her.
Of course, right now she had no idea that the Chaos Body standing before her was Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao continued his assault, simultaneously suppressing her with his Divine Demon Mighty Technique while lashing out with his Chaos Chains.
Even though Long Yao'er carried the dual bloodline constitution of the Golden Ancient Dragon and the Heavenly Tyrant Body,
she was still completely overwhelmed and utterly powerless to fight back against Jun Xiaoyao as he was now.
Wound after wound appeared across her delicate frame.
Jun Xiaoyao combined the Chaos Great Handprint with the Divine Demon Mighty Technique and struck with a single palm.
Long Yao'er felt as though the palm of a Divine King was bearing down on her, crushing even the surrounding heaven and earth as the Great Dao rumbled and shook.
The Chaos Body innately suppressed the Great Dao, shattering even the chains of divine rules inch by inch.
This was the ultimate expression of a certain kind of power.
Long Yao'er spat out torrents of blood, the power within her completely drained and suppressed to its absolute limit.
Finally, Jun Xiaoyao slammed Long Yao'er into the ground with a single palm, smashing out a deep crater.
What was even more astonishing was that purple light surged across Long Yao'er's delicate body as it rapidly shrank.
In an instant, she had reverted back to the form of a little girl.
This left a whole crowd of immortal domain prodigies utterly dumbfounded.
How was that even possible?
"I……how could this happen?"
Even Long Yao'er herself was stunned.
She had actually been beaten back to her original form!
Her long legs were gone, her chest had shrunk, and she had turned back into that ferociously adorable little she-dragon.
Long Yao'er couldn't accept it and let out a shriek.
What she found most unbearable of all was that even her voice had reverted to a soft, babyish tone.
This nearly caused Long Yao'er's mental state to collapse entirely.
It was practically reverse aging, a complete regression back to square one in an instant!
Whoosh!
The Chaos Chains tore through the void and swept down from midair, looping directly around Long Yao'er's slender jade neck.
"Get down!"
Jun Xiaoyao's magnetic, husky voice rang out.
Long Yao'er dropped to all fours on the ground, and that classic scene played out once again.
During the battle between the Holy Body and the Tyrant Body, she had been humiliated in exactly this way.
And now, she had been beaten down by the Chaos Body as well.
The invincible tyrant had fallen once more.
Long Yao'er felt like crying. One defeat after another had thrown her Dao heart into turmoil.
And as if by perfect timing, a young, tender voice rang out again.
"Is this really the best the Dragon Clan has to offer these days?"
Long Yao'er looked over and nearly fainted from rage again.
It was a tiny purple-gold ant perched on Jun Xiaoyao's shoulder, mocking her.
Even an ant was mocking her!
"Wait, that looks like it might be……a Divine Demon Ant!"
Some of the immortal domain prodigies took a closer look and immediately cried out in shock.
The Divine Demon Ant was one of the primordial fearsome creatures of the immortal domain.
So why was it sitting on the shoulder of this foreign Chaos Body?
"The Divine Demon Ant is already under my control."
Jun Xiaoyao said offhandedly, then gave the Chaos Chains a tug.
Long Yao'er's entire petite body crawled along the ground like a little she-dog, with not even a trace of the dignity befitting an empress of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan.
She felt an overwhelming surge of shame wash over her once again.
Yet within that shame, there was also a kind of intoxicating, sinking sensation of surrender.
If the person before her weren't a foreign Chaos Body, Long Yao'er might truly have mistaken him for Jun Xiaoyao's return.
At that moment, several more powerful auras emerged in the distance.
"Stop!"
A strikingly handsome young man appeared, dressed in a great white crane cloak with silver hair flowing freely — it was the Feathered King.
Catching sight of the Feathered King, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze was cold yet tinged with a trace of complexity.
He didn't particularly hate the Feathered King for his betrayal.
Because he had anticipated it long ago.
He was simply somewhat disappointed, nothing more.
The Feathered King looked at Jun Xiaoyao and was briefly lost in a daze, though he quickly composed himself.
There was a slight resemblance to the figure he remembered.
But the Chaos Body alone was enough to dispel any baseless speculation.
On another stretch of sky, a young lord with pale skin materialized.
"The White Bone Lord of Sacred Spirit Island has arrived!"
His appearance stirred great excitement among many of the immortal domain prodigies.
This was no ordinary supreme forbidden-level prodigy of the current era, but a true seed-level figure of Sacred Spirit Island.
The sacred spirits of Sacred Spirit Island were all formed from various Dao Gold, stone embryos, and source stones, nurtured and transformed by the essence of heaven and earth.
And this White Bone Lord was rumored to be a supreme-grade prodigy born from a Sacred Spirit Source fused with the bones of a monstrous genius.
That was precisely why he was called the White Bone Lord.
At this moment, the White Bone Lord's shadowy gaze fixed on Jun Xiaoyao, his expression grave and carrying a predatory, aggressive edge.
"If I can be nourished by Chaos Essence Blood, I will undergo a qualitative transformation." The White Bone Lord's heart burned with eagerness.
He was already a Sacred Spirit Source by nature, and if he were further irrigated with Chaos Essence Blood, attaining the Dao and becoming an Emperor would be an absolute certainty.
So hunting a Chaos Body meant far more to him than mere glory — it was tied to his own transformation.
Sensing the White Bone Lord's gaze, Jun Xiaoyao let out a cold sneer.
He had not the slightest goodwill toward Sacred Spirit Island.
He had previously killed one of Sacred Spirit Island's young prodigies, Mo Jinyu.
"Heh, quite the lively gathering we have here."
On another stretch of sky,
rolling demonic energy surged and blanketed the heavens, transforming into a pitch-black curtain of night.
A man in black robes revealed himself.
His black hair fell all the way to his heels, and his eyes were entirely pitch-black, like black holes, without a trace of white.
The Underworld King lineage — the Holy Yanluo!
This was a seed-level figure of the Underworld King lineage, of overwhelming strength.
"The Chaos Body will be slain here today!"
The Holy Yanluo's tone was somewhat arrogant, but he did indeed have the capital to be arrogant.
Possessing a special Yanluo Technique physique, he had swept across all directions in his era, never once tasting defeat.
Jun Xiaoyao glanced at the Holy Yanluo.
Toward those of the Underworld King lineage, Jun Xiaoyao naturally would show no mercy.
During the Jun Clan's Immortal War, the Underworld King lineage had also interfered, and toward this lineage, he harbored nothing but killing intent.
"Anyone else, come on out."
Jun Xiaoyao's gaze was deep as he looked into the distance.
Several more figures emerged.
It was Ling Yuan and the Ancient Emperor's Son.
Along with the heirs of several other immortal lineages — Cang Li, Yao Qing, and Xing Lu.
The forces of the Immortal Court had arrived!
The moment Ling Yuan laid eyes on Jun Xiaoyao, a flash of astonishment crossed her phoenix eyes.
Even her breathing paused for an instant.
Though that figure wore a ghost mask and was wreathed in chaos,
there was a certain sense of familiarity about him.
As if he were……him.
But reason told Ling Yuan that was impossible.
The Chaos Body alone was enough to negate everything.
No matter what, Jun Xiaoyao could not have transformed from an Ancient Holy Body into a Chaos Body.
And besides, the crown that had descended from the heavens had already sealed the outcome — in this gamble against the heavens, it was the heavens that had won, and Jun Xiaoyao had fallen.
After that moment of daze, Ling Yuan came back to her senses.
"I'm wrong, it's not him, it can't possibly be him……" Ling Yuan murmured inwardly.
Yet she inexplicably felt that hollow place in her heart beginning to ache faintly.
And at this moment, a murderous aura surged throughout the entire Heavenly Burial Forest.
The Immortal Court faction, the Underworld King lineage, along with the Feathered King, the White Bone Lord, and others.
So many monstrous prodigies, all converging to hunt down the Chaos Body.
This was undoubtedly going to be a great battle!