Chapter 23: Long Haotian's Calculations, Sending Messages via Flying Swords, and an Open Invitation to All Heroes!

The Ancestral Dragon Nest was an ancient imperial clan with profound foundations.

In their ancestry, there once existed an Ancient Ancestral Dragon who had attained the position of an Ancient Emperor, whose prestige even surpassed some human emperors, shaking the Immortal Realm for countless years.

Long Aotian was one of the most brilliant geniuses of the current generation of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, hailed as a "Taboo Primordial."

As for Long Haotian, although his talent was not as monstrous as his brother Long Aotian's, he was still exceptionally strong. Otherwise, how could he have obtained the status of a Dragon Son?

A Dragon Son of the Ancestral Dragon Nest was roughly equivalent to a member of the Jun Family's sequence.

"Congratulations, Lord Dragon Son, on fusing a Dragon Essence! Your strength has increased tremendously!"

"Indeed, that was a Dragon Essence! For an ordinary person, their body would have exploded, yet Lord Dragon Son was able to suppress and refine it. Truly astonishing."

Many creatures surrounding them were busy flattering him.

"Not at all, it is merely a single Dragon Essence. Although it is quite good, my brother has already fused three Dragon Essences," Long Haotian said with a smug smile.

"What? Three Dragon Essences!"

All the creatures present were shocked beyond belief.

The so-called Dragon Essence referred to the blood and flesh essence left behind by the supreme experts of the dragon race after their death. It contained not only thick dragon blood but also concentrated various innate divine abilities and rune imprints.

While such Dragon Essences were of immeasurable value, refining them was no simple task. Even among the geniuses of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, attempting to fuse a single Dragon Essence was a strenuous feat that could even cause one to explode.

For Long Haotian, being able to fuse one Dragon Essence was enough to boast about. But that Long Aotian had already fused three.

Seeing the shocked expressions of the surrounding creatures, Long Haotian smiled proudly and said, "That's not even the end. I heard from my brother that his ultimate goal is to condense seven Dragon Essences within himself."

"When that time comes, combined with the Blood of the Imperial Dragon, he will be the one destined by heaven to rule this era!"

Long Haotian felt no jealousy toward Long Aotian; instead, he felt immense admiration and respect.

"Then let us congratulate him in advance. However, I have heard that the tenth-year banquet of the Jun Family's Divine Son is also approaching," a large, burly young man with bull horns on his head spoke up.

He belonged to an ancient royal power, a young expert from the Ox Demon Mountain. While the strength and foundation of an ancient royal power were not quite equal to that of an ancient imperial clan, they were not far behind and were sufficient to intimidate a region.

Upon hearing the words "Jun Family Divine Son," many creatures present fell silent.

Although Jun Xiaoyao had not truly revealed himself to the world yet, the scene of the "Ten Thousand Saints Worship" ten years ago had still sent shockwaves through the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm. Since then, although no major news had surfaced regarding Jun Xiaoyao, no one dared to underestimate this low-profile and mysterious Divine Son of the Jun Family.

After all, he was a descendant of the White-Robed Divine King.

"Hmph, the Jun Family Divine Son has yet to emerge; who knows how much weight he actually carries? The Ten Thousand Saints Worship was impressive, but on the day my brother was born, an Ancestral Dragon vision also appeared, which was no less than his."

"In fact, even without my brother having to act, I could suppress him myself," Long Haotian said with a contemptuous and arrogant expression.

The enmity between the Ancestral Dragon Nest and the Jun Family had existed for a long time. The most recent incident occurred when the White-Robed Divine King, Jun Wuhui, was still in the Saint Realm, yet he had skinned and extracted the tendons of a quasi-supreme expert from the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

To the Ancestral Dragon Nest, it was an absolute humiliation that would be etched into the pillar of shame in their history. For a quasi-supreme to be utterly crushed by a Saint was an embarrassment of the highest order. Since then, the Ancestral Dragon Nest and the Jun Family had become absolute enemies.

"Giggle, that is true. I believe that Jun Family Divine Son certainly won't be a match for Lord Dragon Son," a woman of the Feathered Race, with snow-white wings on her back, laughed.

"Sigh, I just wonder, what kind of physique does that Jun Family Divine Son actually possess?" a creature from an ancient royal power shook his head slightly.

Just then, a female voice suddenly drifted in.

"I know what physique the Jun Family Divine Son possesses."

"Who is it?" The eyes of the crowd turned toward the source.

At the entrance of the pavilion, a woman in a blue dress walked up the stairs.

"Hmm, why is a human here?" The burly young man from Ox Demon Mountain frowned. Although the ancient royal powers did not kill humans on sight, they held no particular fondness for them.

"Calm down." Long Haotian raised his hand to press them down, and the surrounding crowd quieted.

Long Haotian scanned Lan Qingya and said with slight interest, "You say you know the Jun Family Divine Son's physique?"

"That's right, I know, because I was once a follower of a member of the Jun Family's sequence," Lan Qingya said with certainty.

"What!"

This statement left everyone stunned. A follower of the Jun Family's sequence had actually come to find their ancient races?

Next, Lan Qingya briefly explained her grievances with Jun Xiaoyao and the others.

"I see. Then tell me, what is the Jun Family Divine Son's physique?" Long Haotian asked.

"The Desolate Ancient Holy Body," Lan Qingya replied.

As soon as she spoke, the entire pavilion fell into a deathly silence. Every creature's expression froze for a moment before they burst into laughter.

"Haha, ridiculous! Is what you're saying true?"

"The Desolate Ancient Holy Body? Haha! The once-great human holy body, now nothing more than a useless, crippled physique!"

Long Haotian was also somewhat surprised. His dragon eyes glared, and murderous aura surged as he said, "Do you know the consequences of deceiving this Dragon Son?"

How could a useless, crippled physique receive such importance from the Jun Family?

"This is absolutely true. Jun Xiaoyao indeed possesses the Desolate Ancient Holy Body, but it is a Desolate Ancient Holy Body that has broken through one shackle," Lan Qingya continued her revelation.

"What? Broken through a shackle?"

"How is that possible? He actually has that capability?"

Lan Qingya's words caused the smiles on the faces of the ancient creatures to freeze, and their complexions turned slightly pale. A human holy body that had broken through a shackle was no ordinary thing; it was terrifying.

Long Haotian's expression did not change much as he mused, "With the Jun Family's foundation, it wouldn't be impossible to forcibly pile resources upon him to break the shackles, but that method simply won't work."

"At most, he can break three shackles, after which Jun Xiaoyao's path will be completely sealed," Long Haotian said with a cold sneer. If the shackles of the Desolate Ancient Holy Body were so easy to break, it wouldn't be called a crippled physique.

"Probably," Lan Qingya nodded.

She only believed that Jun Xiaoyao had broken one shackle. She could not possibly imagine that since the moment Jun Xiaoyao was born, ten shackles had already been broken.

"Haha, this is getting interesting. It seems I might even attend the Jun Family Divine Son's tenth-year banquet," Long Haotian laughed loudly.

When the time came, he would trample the Jun Family Divine Son under his feet at the banquet hosted by the Jun Family.

That scene...

Tsk tsk... just thinking about it was incredibly thrilling.

"Hehe, with Lord Dragon Son making an appearance, the Jun Family Divine Son's tenth-year banquet will turn into a banquet of humiliation."

"It is time for the Jun Family to lose some face."

The entire pavilion was filled with a relaxed and joyful atmosphere.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you forced Qingya to do this. Don't blame me when the time comes," Lan Qingya's beautiful eyes narrowed, flashing with a cold light.

When the time came, she would also follow Long Haotian to witness the moment Jun Xiaoyao and the others were humiliated.

Not long after Lan Qingya's revelation.

From the Jun Family in the Imperial Province, countless invitations, bound upon golden flying swords, transformed into dense streaks of light, surging out in all directions across the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm.

"Those are... the Jun Family's Sword-Messenger transmissions! They are invitations!"

"Is that mysterious Divine Son of the Jun Family finally entering the world to reveal himself to everyone?"

In an instant, the long-silent Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm once again boiled with excitement due to the Jun Family's sword transmissions!