Chapter 475 Sign in at the Bronze Immortal Palace, Eight-Star Rare Reward, the Cauldron of the Mother Qi of All Things!

"God has his own way, who can escape?"

Over at the Dragon Nest, an elder sneered, feeling extremely happy.

"Jun Xiaoyao is dead too, but unfortunately, my son cannot be resurrected either." Wang Yuanba was still in a bad mood.

Jun Xiaoyao died, at most he paid for Wang Teng's life, but Wang Teng still couldn't survive.

But apart from that, the people from many other forces didn't dare to show anything, but they were very happy in their hearts.

Especially those forces that had grudges against the Jun family, they all smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

As for those forces that had no grudges or grievances against the Jun family, they were actually relieved in their hearts.

The reason is very simple, with Jun Xiaoyao, the prodigies of other forces can only become supporting roles.

No force wants their own prodigies to be supporting roles, and they all hope that they can fight for their destiny.

And in this era, with Jun Xiaoyao, other prodigies can forget about fighting for their destiny.

"No, it's impossible. I want to break this ancient immortal..." Jun Zhantian was extremely emotional.

As an elder of the Jun family, he was originally a calm person.

But now, it is related to the life and death of his grandson. It would be strange if Jun Zhantian could remain calm.

"Zhantian, calm down, maybe there is a misunderstanding..." An elder advised.

"I also hope there is a misunderstanding, but my grandson's life card is broken..." Jun Zhantian's eyes were slightly red.

Generally speaking, if the life card is broken, it means that it has fallen.

This is impossible to go wrong.

"The ancestors haven't made any movement yet. If Xiaoyao is really dead, they can't be indifferent." An elder comforted.

Jun Zhantian calmed down a little.

Think about it.

The Eighteenth Ancestor and others value and dote on Jun Xiaoyao, which is no less than his biological grandfather.

If Jun Xiaoyao died, the Eighteenth Ancestor and others would naturally not have no reaction at all.

But the life card is broken, which is indeed a fact.

Now, even Jun Zhantian was a little tangled and at a loss.

At the same time, in the ancestral temple of the Jun family in Huangzhou.

Two figures stood in the void, looking far away in the direction of the ancient fairy world.

One of them was an old man in a gray robe, and the other looked like a ten-year-old child, but his eyes were old and vicissitudes.

They were the eighteenth and sixteenth ancestors of the Jun family.

"Xiaoyao is wavering between life and death. You can think he is still alive, or you can think he is temporarily "dead." The eighteenth ancestor said in a light tone.

"This is Xiaoyao's calamity, and also Xiaoyao's fate. It depends on whether he can survive this time." The sixteenth ancestor looked like a child, but his tone was very old.

"Xiaoyao has been smooth sailing since he was born, and he deserves this difficulty. If he can get through it, he will break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, which will shake the entire Nine Heavens Fairyland!" The eighteenth ancestor also had a ray of expectation in his eyes.

"If, I said if, if there is a one in ten thousand possibility that Xiaoyao will find it difficult to get through..." The sixteenth ancestor paused.

"Don't you know what's going on?" The Eighteenth Patriarch said with a laugh.

"The Bronze Immortal Palace seems to belong to that ruthless person. He has not become an immortal after nine reincarnations, but it doesn't matter. If it doesn't work, why not break the Immortal Palace?" The Sixteenth Patriarch said casually.

"I didn't expect that Xiaoyao would be involved in karma with that person. Well, as long as it is beneficial to Xiaoyao, we should not interfere." The Eighteenth Patriarch thought.

They did not intervene, but continued to observe.

But beside the Immortal Ancient Mirror, almost all forces knew that the life card of the God Son of the Jun Family was broken and he had fallen.

And the Tianjiao in the Immortal Ancient World did not know the news of Jun Xiaoyao and others' death.

"Xiaoyao..."

Jiang Shengyi and others were tangled and worried.

Jun Xiaoyao asked them not to risk their lives to enter, but he didn't care about life and death.

Just as the outside world was changing.

In the Bronze Immortal Palace, Jun Xiaoyao's consciousness gradually blurred, as if he was about to sink into darkness.

The last bit of Yuanshen Spark also seemed to be about to be annihilated.

At this moment, the broken ancient symbol suddenly released a ball of light, covering the last bit of Jun Xiaoyao's soul.

Before, even if Wang Teng's soul was chopped off by Jun Xiaoyao, he relied on this broken ancient symbol to recover.

Now, this broken ancient symbol reacted again and took the initiative to protect Jun Xiaoyao's last bit of soul.

Jun Xiaoyao was able to hang on to a ray of life.

Although his body was annihilated bit by bit, his bones were as bright as gold and jade, releasing vitality and being extremely strong.

Jun Xiaoyao's Daluo Immortal Bone has already formed a complete Daluo Immortal Body, even under the suppression of the Mother Qi of All Things, it cannot be completely broken.

And Jun Xiaoyao's body was repeatedly broken and reorganized in this way.

The Mother Qi of All Things is the best material for forging imperial weapons.

It is also a sacred object for tempering all tangible substances.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao's body is equivalent to an imperial weapon, being forged by the Mother Qi of All Things.

If Jun Xiaoyao can finally recover, then the strength of his physical body will definitely be super abnormal.

Jun Xiaoyao's soul, although protected by the incomplete ancient symbol, is still about to lose consciousness, as if he is about to fall into a deep sleep.

At the last moment, the mechanical voice of the system suddenly sounded.

"Ding, we have arrived at the Bronze Immortal Palace, the sign-in place. Do you want to sign in?"

"Sign in..." Jun Xiaoyao's soul emitted a weak wave.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, the sign-in is successful, and you have obtained the eight-star rare reward, the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things!"

As the voice of the system sounded, Jun Xiaoyao's consciousness finally sank into darkness.

At the last moment of sinking into darkness, he seemed to see an extremely heavy and condensed bronze tripod, madly absorbing the mother energy of all things...

The entire bronze fairy palace fell into complete silence, without a sound.

Time passed bit by bit.

At a certain moment, a hoarse voice like a drake suddenly sounded in the palace.

"That guy, died in the All Things Transformed into Heaven Formation?"

"He's still one breath away, but I'm also very curious. A little guy in the Dao God Realm can still retain a trace of life. It's strange." An old voice replied.

"So what, he's still going to be trapped in the fairy palace, maybe for the rest of his life."

"Dangmao, lame man, old blind man, you are really blind." A charming female voice suddenly sounded.

"Slut, what are you talking about, I'm blind, you're discriminating!"

"Old blind man, don't talk, listen to what the slut says?" Another old voice said.

"Cripple, don't you think that young man looks familiar?" said the charming female voice.

"Familiar, what are you talking about? I don't understand." said the old blind man.

"No, now that you mention it, he does look familiar." The lame man was surprised, and then said: "I remember, isn't he exactly the same as the one in the master's portrait?"

"Is this person the master's destined person?" The old blind man was surprised.

"Damn, did I kill the destined person by mistake?" The duck voice was also surprised.

"Are you stupid? Why don't you find a way to save that little brother." The charming female voice shouted hurriedly.

"Fortunately, this person's soul and body are extremely evil. In the All Things Transformed into Heaven Formation, he can actually maintain a trace of vitality. If it were someone else, it would probably be dead." The old blind man breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, old blind man, didn't you imprison that immortal ancient spirit in here? Hurry up and give it to this little brother." said the charming female voice.

"That's what I'm keeping for myself." The old blind man was somewhat reluctant.

"Stop talking nonsense, hand it over quickly!" the charming female voice urged.

"Okay, okay, can't I hand it over?" the old blind man said helplessly.