In these few days, Jun Xiaoyao still stayed in Baiwang City.
The Cang sisters also served Jun Xiaoyao very attentively, serving tea and water with utmost care.
In the past few days, the head of the Cang family also sent strong men from the clan to the locations of the three major forces to plunder all the territory and resources.
After knowing Jun Xiaoyao's background, the head of the Cang family felt that maybe the Fallen Yu clan would be a little afraid of the Jun family.
However, a few days later, news came out that the Fallen Feather Clan had dispatched a team, led by Quasi-Supreme, and were rushing to Baiwang City.
This news brought the entire Baiwang City into the spotlight again.
The head of the Cang family and others were all worried.
Although Jun Xiaoyao's background is terrifying, there is no guarantee that the Fallen Feather Clan will lose their minds and take action against Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao himself was extremely calm, quietly waiting for the Fallen Feather Clan team to arrive.
Within half a day, the terrifying quasi-supreme aura came from far away in the sky.
A group of people from the Fallen Feather Tribe arrived.
In Baiwang City, all living beings were in an uproar. The pressure could easily crush the entire Baiwang City into dust.
"Is the Jun family's divine son here?"
The quasi-sovereign of the Fallen Feather Clan spoke, his face expressionless, showing no emotion.
Hearing this tone, all the living beings in Baiwang City felt a little surprised.
Why does it feel like you're here to collect debt?
"The Fallen Feather Tribe is finally here. Why, are you going to take action against this Son of God?" Jun Xiaoyao walked out of Cang's house with a calm expression.
Facing a quasi-supreme person, there was no trace of awe or respect on his face, and there was even a hint of cold sarcasm in his eyes.
Jun Xiaoyao's tone made the quasi-supreme leader of the Fallen Feather Clan twitch his eyes, and forced out a stiff smile.
"In other words, we, the Fallen Feather Clan, collided with the Son of God. It was our fault. How could we take action against the Son of God?"
Upon hearing this, the entire Baiwang City fell into deathly silence.
Many earth-buried creatures thought they had heard wrongly, and their minds seemed to be frozen, unable to turn around.
But something that will refresh their outlook is still to come.
But when he saw the quasi-supreme leader of the Fallen Feather Clan, he took out a space magic weapon, squeezed out a smile on his face and said: "To express my apology, this is a little thought from my Fallen Feather Clan, I hope the Son of God can take care of it."
As the quasi-supreme leader of the Fallen Feather Clan said, he was afraid of neglecting Jun Xiaoyao, so he took out the magic weapon inside to show it off.
There are all kinds of precious elixirs, holy medicines, and many magical weapons, all of which are extremely rare.
There are even some obsidian specialties from burial soil, five elements soil, etc.
Not only did the Fallen Feather Clan not come to cause trouble, but they also wanted to apologize to Jun Xiaoyao, and even compensated him with such a heavy gift.
This gave the Buried Earth creatures present the illusion that this was still the tyrannical Fallen Feather Clan?
Even the Cang family's group of creatures were dumbfounded and did not expect the development of the matter at all.
"It seems that I still underestimated the intimidating power of the Huanggu Jun family." The head of the Cang family was shocked in his heart.
At the same time, he was very happy that the Cang family made the right bet this time!
Jun Xiaoyao took over the space magic weapon. Except for obsidian crystals and five elements breathing soil, which were specialties of the burial soil that he was more interested in, the rest of the items were unattractive to him.
However, the Fallen Feather Clan is considered wise. Not all of them are stupid, there are still some smart ones.
"That's enough." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.
He came to the burial site on a mission, and he didn't bother to get involved with the Fallen Feather Clan.
"Thank you very much, Son of God. I won't bother you later."
After receiving Jun Xiaoyao's reply, the quasi-supreme leader of the Fallen Feather Clan breathed a sigh of relief.
If Jun Xiaoyao still refuses to give up, then he doesn't know how to deal with it.
The creatures of the Fallen Feather Clan left directly.
The buried creatures in Baiwang City seemed to be petrified and froze in place for a long time.
"You can take these. With my relationship, the Fallen Feather Clan will not make things difficult for you."
Jun Xiaoyao accepted the obsidian crystal and Five Elements Breathing Soil himself, and gave the rest to the Cang family.
"I, the Cang family, are willing to serve the young master forever!" The head of the Cang family suddenly bowed down.
The rest of the Cang family's beings also knelt down.
The Cang sisters also saluted.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, said nothing, nodded slightly, but looked deep into the Cang family with deep meaning.
"It seems that this Cang family ancestor is a shrewd man." Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly.
But this is good, for Jun Xiaoyao, he also has a chess piece buried in the soil.
The matter in the underworld is finally settled.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't delay and went straight on the road, preparing to leave the Yinming Realm.
The Cang sisters were naturally reluctant to say goodbye, but they could only hold back their sadness and bid farewell with tears.
And the various disturbances caused by Jun Xiaoyao in the Yinming Realm also spread out of the Yinming Realm and spread to the other nine regions.
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The Shura Domain, in terms of prosperity, ranks among the top three among the ten Burial Earth Domains.
It is far from comparable to a remote corner like the Netherworld.
Like the Fallen Feather Clan in the Yinming Realm, there is only one dominant force in the Shura Realm, which is the Shura Demon Kingdom.
The Shura Demon Kingdom is the emperor of the Shura Domain.
The Shura Burial Emperor of the Shura Demon Kingdom is also the domain lord of the Shura Domain.
Of course, the most well-known and eye-catching existence in the Shura Demon Kingdom is not the Shura Burial Emperor.
But the ninth princess of Shura Demon Kingdom, Lang Huan.
The strength of Ninth Princess Lang Huan goes without saying, ranking second among the ten little kings.
But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Lang Huan is extremely beautiful and is one of the most beautiful women buried in the ages.
As we all know, in the special environment of burial soil, most of the creatures in burial soil grow crookedly.
It is precisely because of this that Lang Huan, the ninth princess of the Demon Kingdom, is so popular.
At this moment, in the Shura Demon Kingdom's palace, an extremely luxurious palace.
A woman who was about twenty years old and wearing a purple dress was leaning lazily on the bed.
She has bright purple hair, an extremely tall figure, and amazing curves.
Although she was wearing a purple skirt, her waist was exposed, and her snow-white and crystal-clear belly was very flat.
Her appearance is also very amazing, her facial features are beautiful, her eyes are like black gems, her eyebrows are curved, and her bright red lips are very moist and charming.
Such a charming and beautiful appearance, not to mention in the eternal burial ground, even in the wilderness and fairyland, she is a beauty that can be ranked among the top, and will make many male prodigies fall under her pomegranate skirt.
This woman is none other than the ninth princess of the Demon Kingdom, Lang Huan.
In front of Lang Huan's bed, half-kneeling was a woman in white, with black hair like ink, a pretty face, and was very beautiful.
The whole person's appearance and temperament are actually not much worse than Lang Huan.
"Xian'er, what news has come again?" Lang Huan glanced at the woman in white and asked.
This woman in white is her personal maid Qin Xian'er, and her own cultivation level is almost as good as that of some of the Ten Little Kings.
However, it is not unusual for Lang Huan, who is ranked second among the Ten Little Kings, to have such a follower.
"Back to Princess, there is news from the Yinming Realm that Holy Son Fallen Feather is dead." Qin Xian'er said.
"Oh, Holy Son Fallen Feather is actually dead?" Lang Huan raised her long and curled eyelashes slightly, looking a little surprised.
Although the Holy Son of Fallen Feather was nothing in her eyes, he was still one of the Ten Little Kings. How could he fall so easily?
"Not only that, the Fallen Feather Clan didn't even dare to pursue the case, and even asked a quasi-supreme powerhouse to come and apologize." Qin Xian'er continued.
"Is there such a thing?" Lang Huan was surprised again.
As the ninth princess of the Demon Kingdom, although she does not need to care about the Fallen Feather Clan, she has to admit that the strength of the Fallen Feather Clan is not much weaker than that of the Shura Demon Kingdom.
He actually has the power to make the Fallen Feather Clan surrender.
Could it be that the ancient tyrant from the Hall of Hades killed the Holy Son of Fallen Feather?
Lang Huan couldn't help but think of it.
Before Qin Xian'er finished speaking, she continued: "The most important thing is that the person who killed Holy Son Fallen Feather was heard to be an outsider human race, and he was alone."
"What!?"
Hearing this, even Lang Huan couldn't help but get up from the bed, with an expression of extreme surprise.
