What happened in the imperial capital of the Shura Demon Kingdom was spread throughout the Eternal Burial Ground.
Jun Xiaoyao not only dissatisfied some of the geniuses among the Ten Little Kings, but also aroused the resentment of many buried creatures.
This makes all the buried creatures feel indignant.
"The genius of the Jun family will definitely attend the feast of the Ten Kings. Let's see how he makes a fool of himself then!"
"That's right, we may not be able to deal with him, but there is always someone among the ten little kings who can deal with him!"
"Yes, Long Xiang of the Corpse Dragon Clan, Mo Ling of the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Python Clan, Jiuyou Zhan, etc. are all much stronger than the Fallen Feather Saint Son, not to mention the ancient hegemonic body of the Hades Palace."
"Then no matter how strong the Jun family's genius is, can they still sweep away all the geniuses in the Ten Domains of Burial Earth?"
Jun Xiaoyao is indeed very strong, and they also know that he might even be able to defeat a few of the Ten Little Kings.
But if it is said that it can sweep all the geniuses, it is a bit of a fantasy, and no one will believe it.
A group of buried souls began to look forward to the day when the Feast of the Ten Kings would begin.
Jun Xiaoyao, who was in the center of the storm, was isolated from the noise of the outside world and stayed in Langhuan's private palace, feeling extremely comfortable.
And Lang Huan did not give up, and was always thinking of ways to attract Jun Xiaoyao's attention.
But Jun Xiaoyao did not accept this trick.
After being frustrated, Lang Huan finally realized what she was doing and stopped doing those futile things.
And as time goes by, the date of the Ten Kings' Feast is finally approaching.
In Lang Huan's private palace, there is a steamy bath.
Jun Xiaoyao sank into the bathtub with a happy expression.
Behind him, Qin Xian'er, dressed in white, was wiping his back.
This is naturally Lang Huan's order, asking her to serve Jun Xiaoyao.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's contented expression, Qin Xianer shook his head slightly.
I'm afraid he doesn't even know that the outside world has caused a big disturbance because of him.
Long Xiang of the Corpse Dragon Clan, Mo Ling of the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Python Clan, and young powerful men such as Jiuyou Zhan have all announced that they will suppress Jun Xiaoyao at the Ten Kings' Feast.
The feast of the Ten Kings was about to come, and Qin Xianer was really puzzled that Jun Xiaoyao was still so leisurely.
"I think it's better for you not to attend the Ten Kings' Feast." Qin Xian'er said while rubbing Jun Xiaoyao's back.
"Oh?" Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent.
"The Corpse Dragon Clan, the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Python Clan, the Nine Nether Demon Clan, etc. will definitely take action against you. You cannot possibly deal with all the kings." Qin Xian'er said.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't say anything. Qin Xianer couldn't understand what he could do.
But he still said: "Why are you so concerned about whether I will be in danger?"
When Qin Xian'er heard this, her expression paused, and then she said: "I'm afraid that you will implicate Her Highness the Princess, and she will be implicated when the time comes."
"You care about Lang Huan?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes showed deep meaning.
Qin Xianer's face turned red and she remained silent.
After a long time, she said quietly: "I can tell that Her Royal Highness the Princess likes you very much. This is the first time she has met such a favorite person."
"If you encounter any danger at the Feast of Ten Kings, she will definitely not sit back and watch."
"Don't worry, I won't stay in the burial ground for too long." Jun Xiaoyao said.
After attending the feast of the Ten Kings, Jun Xiaoyao thought of a way to go to the Burial Realm to find the Nine Wonders of Reincarnation and the Immortal Grass, and learn about the past more than ten years ago.
After about a while, it was time for Jun Xiaoyao to leave.
After all, the Immortal Ancient World is about to open, and Jun Xiaoyao doesn't want to be slow.
Jun Xiaoyao's words made Qin Xianer feel a little more at ease.
She also knew that Jun Xiaoyao had already seen her thoughts, so she said such words deliberately.
Thinking of this, Qin Xianer actually felt that Jun Xiaoyao became more and more pleasing to the eye...
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Almost seven or eight days later.
The day for the Feast of the Ten Kings has finally arrived.
On this day, an extremely luxurious and gorgeous ship was parked in the sky outside the palace of the Shura Demon Kingdom.
It was the car Lang Huan used to travel.
On the periphery, countless creatures were watching, and they all wanted to know what the relationship between Jun Xiaoyao and Lang Huan was now.
Is Jun Xiaoyao still just Lang Huan’s holy guard?
Three figures stepped out of the deep palace.
The leader, Jun Xiaoyao, was at the forefront, while Lang Huan, who was the center of attention, was following beside him like a maid.
She looked at Jun Xiaoyao with a hint of resentment like a little woman.
Seeing this scene, the talented people present who still had a glimmer of hope felt their hearts bleed and despair.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't care and stepped straight into the building boat.
Lang Huan and Qin Xianer followed closely behind.
The building boat also flew towards the place where the Ten Kings' Feast was held.
Looking at the ship in the distance, many of the buried male geniuses were beating their chests and shouting curses.
"The genius of the Jun family dares to participate in the feast of the Ten Kings in such a grand manner. He will definitely not have good results."
"That's right, let's go quickly and see how the other kings teach this person a lesson!"
"That's right, I won't be willing to see the Jun family's genius crippled!"
A group of creatures shouted and followed him, heading together.
It is conceivable that this Ten Kings Feast will probably be the most lively one.
Of course, it will also be the one with the most variables.