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It goes without saying what position the Fallen Feather Clan holds in the Yinming Realm.

They are the local emperors of the Yinming Realm.

The Burial Emperor of the Fallen Feather Clan is the domain lord of the Yinming Realm, the supreme ruler.

It can be said that almost no Yinming Realm power dares to provoke the Fallen Feather Clan.

But Jun Xiaoyao did just that.

And he is not a power, but just one person.

He is not even a Burial Earth creature, but an outsider.

Jun Xiaoyao's attitude makes the Burial Earth creatures feel like an ant walking into the dragon's territory and letting the dragon lead him to death.

This is incredible.

"This foreign race is either brain-damaged or has great confidence."

"Confidence, what confidence can he have? Even if he is the descendant of the immortal power of the fairyland, he is just like the Fallen Feather Clan, but now he is on the territory of the Fallen Feather Clan."

The Burial Earth creatures around Baiwang City are discussing fiercely.

But the only thing that is recognized is that.

Jun Xiaoyao is definitely a top-level genius from the outside world, and he may have come to Burial Land to mess things up.

As for how strong Jun Xiaoyao is, no one has a clue in their hearts.

"Do you think he can beat the Fallen Feather Saint?"

"I don't know, but at least he should be able to compete with the Fallen Feather Saint."

Jun Xiaoyao glanced around, and the creatures of Burial Land all subconsciously avoided his gaze.

Unconsciously, Jun Xiaoyao seemed to have begun to establish his own prestige.

"Could it be that after I become invincible in the younger generation of the Wilderness Immortal Realm, I will also sweep Burial Land? That would be too boring." Jun Xiaoyao suddenly thought.

He doesn't like the feeling of being invincible now.

Being invincible is really lonely.

He needs some real opponents to arouse his interest.

In addition to helping Jiang Daoxu find the Nine Wonderful Reincarnation Immortal Grass, Jun Xiaoyao came to Burial Land for another reason.

He wanted to see the strength of the genius of Burial Land.

Now it seems that he is still a little disappointed.

Except that the realm is slightly higher than that of the fairyland genius, there is actually no difference.

"Fallen Feather Saint, I hope you can bring me some fun." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

"Young Master is so handsome, sister, Xiaoxue seems to like the young master a little bit, what should I do?"

Below, Cangxue raised her little head and looked at Jun Xiaoyao standing on the sky, her eyes full of strange colors and stars.

Jun Xiaoyao has top-notch looks, mysterious origins, and such powerful strength. He also gave her three Yin-Yang Divine Fruits to save her life.

This is simply a template of a domineering president plus a prince charming. Which girl would not love it?

"It's not just you who likes it." Cangyue smiled bitterly, and a trace of strange colors could not help surging in her eyes.

"Sister, Xiaoxue doesn't mind sharing with you, or we two sisters serve the young master together?" Cangxue said shockingly.

"Hey, this is not our problem, but it is simply impossible." Cangyue touched Cangxue's head.

She saw deeper than Cang Xue.

A top-level genius like Jun Xiaoyao must have a stunning origin and a noble status.

How could they, the two sisters, possess him?

Besides, they were creatures of the Buried Land, and it was even more impossible for Jun Xiaoyao to take a fancy to them.

From the beginning to the end, they were just passers-by.

Hearing Cang Yue's sigh, Cang Xue was also a little disappointed.

Compared with them, the head of the Cang family and others were more worried about what to do if the Fallen Feather Clan attacked.

"Head of the Cang family, your choice is very wise." Jun Xiaoyao looked at the head of the Cang family with deep eyes.

The head of the Cang family felt a jolt in his heart, as if he was seen through by the human boy in front of him.

"This boy had long anticipated that our Cang family might capture him and offer him to the Fallen Feather Clan, but he still had no scruples. He really has the confidence." The head of the Cang family thought to himself.

He only now sighed at how wise the ancestor's choice was.

Jun Xiaoyao had indeed anticipated that the Cang family might attack him because they were afraid of the Fallen Feather Clan.

If such a thing really happened, Jun Xiaoyao would naturally not be soft-hearted.

But what surprised Jun Xiaoyao was that the Cang family actually refrained from attacking him.

"It seems that there are smart people in the Cang family." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

The Cang family head looked a little embarrassed, after all, their previous thoughts had been seen through by Jun Xiaoyao.

However, the Cang family head still advised: "My friend, you have to think it over carefully. You are facing the Fallen Feather Clan. The forces behind you may be very strong, but this is the Burial Ground."

The Cang family head meant that.

Even if the forces behind Jun Xiaoyao were strong, the emperor was far away and could not reach the Eternal Burial Ground.

"Don't worry about it, the Cang family will not be implicated anyway." Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.

"What are you talking about, my friend?" The Cang family head smiled awkwardly.

Afterwards, Jun Xiaoyao returned to his residence again, waiting for the arrival of the Fallen Feather Saint.

On the other side, the fleeing Snake Princess also returned to the location of the Fallen Feather Clan.

The Fallen Feather Clan's base is the only one in the center of the Yinming Domain, and its sphere of influence radiates the entire Yinming Domain.

At this moment, in the Fallen Feather Clan's base, there is a mountain filled with black fog.

In the mountain, a figure sits cross-legged on endless dry bones, using dead spirits as nourishment for cultivation.

It is a handsome young man with pale skin.

Wearing a black feather coat, with a pair of gray wings on his back, filled with a breath of death.

This young man is the strongest prodigy of the Fallen Feather Clan and one of the ten little kings, the Fallen Feather Saint!

"The Ten Kings Feast is about to begin. I must get the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit to transform my dead air into vitality."

"Langhuan, the ninth princess of the Shura Demon Kingdom, this Saint must conquer you!" The eyes of the Fallen Feather Saint burst out with an extremely aggressive possessiveness.

The Shura Demon Kingdom is a top force in the Burial Land that is not weaker than the Fallen Feather Clan, located in the Shura Domain.

The ninth princess, Lang Huan, is the most proud daughter of the Shura Demon Kingdom and one of the most beautiful women in the ten domains of the Eternal Burial Land.

Not only that, her strength is extremely terrifying. She ranks second among the ten little kings, second only to the incomplete ancient tyrant body that crawled out of the abyss in the Hades Palace.

When he thought of the incomplete ancient tyrant body, a trace of fear rarely appeared in the eyes of the Fallen Feather Saint.

"The ancient incomplete tyrant body is so strong that it is abnormal. It is rumored that it is comparable to the top physique of the human race, the ancient holy body." The Fallen Feather Saint murmured.

The Heaven Tyrant Body and the Ancient Holy Body have been in opposition since ancient times, and there are always people who want to compare them.

Although the Heaven Tyrant Body of the Hades Palace is incomplete, its strength is still strong enough to defy the sky, and it firmly occupies the first place among the ten little kings.

The Saint of Fallen Feathers naturally didn't want to challenge that ancient tyrant.

He just wanted to catch up with the Demon Kingdom's ninth princess Lang Huan.

Just as the Saint of Fallen Feathers was thinking in his heart.

A panicked figure flew over from the sky, it was the fleeing Snake Queen.

"My Lord, it's not good." Snake Queen's face was pale and trembling, as if she had seen some great horror, and there was panic in her pupils.

"Why are you back alone? Where are the Black Winged Demon Leopard and the others, and where is that blind outsider human?" The Saint of Fallen Feathers frowned slightly.

"They are all dead, and... that outsider human, let... let..." Snake Queen's tone was hesitant.

"Let what?" The Saint of Fallen Feathers raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that the other two followers would die.

"He asked you, my Lord, to kneel before him and surrender." Snake Queen trembled and shrank back.

As soon as the words fell, the aura of the Fallen Feather Saint burst out, and his wings spread out, setting off a raging storm.

"That human race is looking for death!" The Fallen Feather Saint said coldly.