The tranquil voice held a hint of natural arrogance and domineering presence.
If anyone else said this, they would definitely be attacked.
Because many outstanding talents and prodigies were gathered here.
But now, unusually, no one spoke up in dissent.
Two figures stepped out of the chariot pulled by three golden-winged birds.
These two men were of similar build, both tall and handsome. Their golden hair flowed majestically, shimmering with a divine radiance.
Eyes of the same golden hue, radiating a scorching light, as if molten with the essence of the sun.
Though they have similarities in temperament.
But one of them, almost instantaneously, captivated the attention of everyone present.
His face was handsome, like a brilliant golden holy spirit, and his body was enveloped in a golden aura.
That surging golden crow’s blazing fire even transformed into a golden flame divine ring, hovering behind this man’s head.
Without a doubt, he is Lu Jiuyuan.
Although just an avatar, it still has a captivating presence.
Among other sequences, it always stood out as the most remarkable one.
“That is the ninth sequence, Lu Jiuya. He truly lives up to his reputation.”
“That aura is so powerful. Even though it’s just an incarnation, it feels like it could easily suppress some quasi-emperor level monsters.”
Many looked at Lu Jiuya’s transformed state, all secretly astonished.
Some nascent Emperor Realm cultivators present might not even be able to defeat Lu Jiuya’s avatar.
This is the weight of a young emperor-level, terrifying indeed!
Lu Jiuyuan’s arrival caused the entire venue to erupt with excitement.
Ye Yu was also sizing up that Lu Jiuya.
His eyes also held a hint of seriousness.
With his current abilities, unless he relies on the help of the Caizhao Tianmen artifact spirit to cheat.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to deal with Lu Jiuyā.
“Emperor-level at such a young age?”
A flash of determination crossed Ye Yu’s eyes.
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The Yuehuang family saw the two people arriving, their expressions were not very good.
Especially Mu Changxi, her delicate face was like jade, with a slight pallor.
Lu Jiuya, in the eyes of ordinary women, is tall and handsome, even a young emperor-level figure. He also has a huge Jinwu ancient clan behind him.
It can be said to be a perfect match.
She should be a good companion and destination for Chang’e.
But Dusk Chang’xi and the Moon Emperor’s family all knew what kind of temperament the Golden Crow ancient clan’s beings possessed.
Their attitude towards the yang clan speaks volumes.
Fortunately, the Yue Huang family had not declined as completely as the Yang clan.
Otherwise, the women of the Yuehuang clan would be even more miserable than those of the Yang clan.
The Jinwu ancient clan would never regard women from the Yue Huang family as human beings.
Will only be used as a tool.
It seemed to notice Chang’e’s gaze.
Lu Jiuya cast his gaze over, a faint smile playing on his handsome face.
Appearing peaceful, but in his eyes, there was a faint trace of indifference.
“Chang’e, wouldn’t it be simpler if you just married me?”
“Shall there be another superfluous matchmaking event? Could it be that someone truly dares to challenge me, Lu Jiuya?”
Lu Jiuyuan seemed to smile as he said this.
But he has already expressed his discontent.
Marrying you is giving you face, yet you dare to delay and prevaricate.
Lu Jiuya is a juvenile emperor-level, so he is proud.
If he sets his eyes on a woman, there’s none he can’t have.
Mu Changxi did not respond.
Her hand nestled in the cloud-like sleeves, was clenched tightly.
The mistress, Mu Han’yan, also didn’t look good. She said, “Lu Jiuyā, the matchmaking hasn’t ended yet.”
“Aren’t you jumping the gun a bit?”
Lu Jiuya smiled and cupped his hands together, saying: “I apologize, I was too eager to admire your beauty.”
“Alright, who dares to make a move? Come at me!”
Lu Jiuya stood with his hands behind his back.
The whole audience was silent.
Seeing this, Mu Han’yan’s face became even more unsightly.
Lu Jiuya’s lips curled into a smile.
Although Ye Yu was unhappy, he didn’t make any moves.
The Yuehuang family despised him for lacking background and there was nothing he could do about it.
“Is anyone there, or shall I…”
Beside Lu Jiuya, another member of the ancient Jinwu clan spoke up.
But that’s not all.
A voice, tinged with a hint of indifference, came.
“I shouldn’t be late.”
Because the entire hall had been deathly silent just moments ago.
So this suddenly arriving sentence was particularly jarring.
Many people looked stunned.
He looked toward the source of the sound, as if in disbelief.
Could it be that someone dares to defy the tiger at this moment?
There, Mu Changxi with lowered eyes and a faint hint of forbearance in her expression.
Her neck lifted gracefully, her autumn-water eyes gazing forward.
A figure clad in white with dark hair, tall and graceful, descended upon this place.
In the field, all the powerful cultivators of every force were astonished.
“Could there really be someone so bold?”
“Are you…”
That Golden Crow ancient lineage member narrowed his eyes slightly, a flash of coldness passing through them.
Is this about slapping the face of the Jinwu Ancient Clan in person? <<<
He who comes is naturally Lord Jun Xiaoyao, the King of Hades.
He didn’t answer the Jinwu ancient clan sequence.
but looked instead toward the Yuehuang Imperial Family.
“I want to join the martial arts club, it shouldn’t be too late, right?”
“Of course.” Mu Hanoyan nodded slightly.
Her eyes scanned Jun Xiaoyao.
Unexpectedly, she also couldn’t detect anything too obvious in her aura.
“Is there some treasure that conceals its aura, perhaps? But this person, to actually dare stand out at this time…” Mu Han Yan thought inwardly.
Now, no matter who steps forward, they are a beacon of hope for the Yuehuang clan.
Even if there’s just a sliver of a chance, it’s good enough to stop the Golden Crow ancient clan.
But he couldn’t be like Ye Yu, taking shortcuts and making things difficult. Instead, he left the Golden Crow Ancient Clan with something to talk about.
Also, the background shouldn’t be too shabby, or the Jinwu Ancient Clan still won’t look at us favorably.
…However, meeting these requirements is extremely demanding. …
Mù Cháng Xī’s gaze fell upon Jun Xiāo Yáo’s face.
He was discovered wearing a crude, ghastly mask.
Below, Ye Yu suddenly revealed a strange look: “This voice, how does it feel a bit like…”
He was slightly taken aback.
How come you feel a bit like that plague god?
However, Hades’ voice was low and gravelly.
“This person seems to have a means of shielding their aura…” the artifact spirit of the Heavenly Gate said.
“Could it be my imagination?” Ye Yu’s eyes held a hint of doubt.
Could it be that he was scared off by Jun Xiaoyao, and now he sees everyone as Jun Xiaoyao?
In the field, Lu Jiuya said faintly, “Very good. I didn’t expect anyone to dare to stand up.”
“Well then, I’d be happy to see what you’ve got.”
On the side, a member of the Golden Crow ancient clan sequence said, “Hmph, even one’s face wouldn’t dare to show, a cowardly and secretive wretch.”
He must be afraid of being discovered by my Jinwu ancient clan.
“People like this, why bother you, Old Ninth, even an avatar is unnecessary.”
“Just let me handle this. It’s been a while since I’ve done anything.”
The fourth ranked being in the Nine Great Sequences of the Jinwu Ancient Clan is named Lu Ye.
Though it cannot compare to Lu Jiuyuan.
but is also one of the best in the nine major sequences, and is very strong among quasi-emperors.
“Are all the ancient Jinwu clan fond of rambling?” Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
A flash of anger crossed Lu Ye’s eyes.
They, the nine supreme sequences, were accustomed to being domineering. Who dared to challenge them like this?
Boom!
Lu Ye made a move, striking out with a palm. The vast golden sun’s blazing fire condensed into a fiery hand.
Obscuring the sky, it appeared as if massive, fiery cumulus clouds were rolling, carrying thousands of blazing runes, pressing down.
When Jun Xiaoyao saw this, he raised his hand and grabbed it.
There is a black ominous force, blades dancing in the wind, and icy black water rising from the abyss, filling the heavens and earth.
Jun Xiaoyao, the King of Oblivion, was born within the Ethereal Clan.
The spell he invoked at this moment was the ultimate divine art of the Orcs, the Three Calamities Catastrophe Technique!
Boom!
One strike, and three disasters appear, crushing everything.
Lu Ye’s supernatural powers were broken like paper.
He flew backwards, blood spraying wildly from his mouth. His body was ravaged by three calamities, broken in countless places. He suffered a devastating instant blow, a sight too terrible to behold.
It’s over before it even began!
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