Chapter 342
The Feast of the Ten Kings was held at the Soul Burying Mountain in the Heavenly Nether Region of the Ten Regions of Eternal Burial Earth.
The Heavenly Nether Region was the region closest to the Burial Grounds.
The ruling faction of the Heavenly Nether Region was the famous Nether King Palace.
The palace master of the Nether King Palace, Nether Burial Emperor, was the ruler of the Heavenly Nether Region and one of the top powerhouses in the Eternal Burial Grounds.
Among the ten rulers of the Burial Grounds, his fame and strength were second only to the ghost-masked Burial Emperor of the Senluo Region.
Today, the Burying Soul Mountain was extremely lively.
The pitch-black mountain range stretched into the distance.
Thick death aura swirled around the Burying Soul Mountain.
Countless living beings of the Burial Earth gathered from the ten regions.
The Ten Kings Feast was a grand gathering of the Burial Grounds.
All the old and new people gathered together. The scene was very lively.
In the past, the Ten Kings Feast was mainly held for the ten minor kings and their followers to exchange pointers.
The major factions would take out some prizes as rewards.
However, the Ten Kings Feast this time was different.
It was not just about exchanging pointers.
"Hey, have you heard that there seems to be a crack in the depths of the Burial Grounds?"
"Yeah, more than ten years ago, the Burial Grounds was completely sealed after the great storm. I didn't expect a crack to appear."
"However, I heard that the crack is extremely unstable. Only a few beings can enter, and their cultivation can't be too high. Otherwise, they won't be able to enter at all."
"It seems that the Ten Kings Feast this time is related to the number of people who can enter, right?"
Some of the Burial Grounds beings were whispering to each other.
What kind of place was the Burial Grounds? It was an absolute land of opportunity.
Since ancient times, countless powerhouses had been buried there. There were all kinds of cultivation techniques, divine weapons, treasures, and inheritances.
There was even a legend that in the outermost region of the Burial Grounds, one could dig out an inheritance tomb by walking a few steps and digging into the ground.
Of course, this was a bit exaggerated, but it could be seen that the Burial Grounds was a land of great opportunity.
However, more than ten years ago, the Burial Grounds was sealed after the great storm.
Other than the Burial Emperors who could communicate with the great terror in the depths of the Burial Grounds, the rest of the Burial Grounds beings could not enter at all.
The crack in the Burial Ground was a great opportunity for the Ten Minor Kings and the other geniuses.
In addition to this news, the other thing that everyone was most concerned about was naturally Jun Xiaoyao.
"I heard that the Ninth Princess of the Devil Kingdom, Langhuan, was conquered by the genius of the Jun family?"
"Yeah, I heard that they're sleeping together."
"Hateful! This is the shame of my Burial Earth's male creatures. Such a beauty was actually obtained by someone from the outside world!"
"It doesn't matter. Since the genius of the Jun Family dared to attend the banquet, he must have been prepared to lose face."
Many of the prodigies of the Burial Ground were enraged.
Of course, this was only a portion of the extreme bootlickers.
Most of the living beings in the Burial Earth were hostile to Jun Xiaoyao because he was not one of their kind.
On the other hand, the female creatures of the Burial Earth were speaking up for Jun Xiaoyao.
"You guys are so jealous. It's obvious that you don't have the ability to conquer the ninth princess, but you insist that it's someone else's fault."
"That's right. If you have the guts, go and fight with Young Master Jun. If you can beat him, I'll marry you!" Some of the girls of the Burial Earth mocked.
These rebuttals made the creatures of the Burial Earth speechless. They were embarrassed and angry, unable to say anything.
Suddenly, a dragon's roar was heard from afar.
A Bone Dragon burning with dark green flames flapped its wings and flew over. A group of creatures stood on top of it.
One of them was Long Xiang.
"The genius of the Corpse Dragon Clan, Long Xiang, is here!" Some people shouted with fanaticism in their eyes.
Long Xiang was definitely one of the strongest geniuses in the Ten Regions of the Burial Earth.
A moment later, a pitch-black python slithered over from another direction. Its body was so large that it was like a winding mountain ridge.
A group of creatures with human bodies and snake tails stood on top of it. It was the Sky-Devouring Demonic Python Clan.
The genius of the Sky-Devouring Demonic Python Clan, Mo Ling, was among them.
"Mo Ling of the Sky-Devouring Demonic Python Clan is here. He is the loyal admirer of the ninth princess!"
"Hehe, this is going to be a good show!"
Although Long Xiang and Mo Ling had never met Jun Xiaoyao before, they already had a grudge against him.
Long Kun was killed by Jun Xiaoyao.
As for Langhuan's love for Jun Xiaoyao, it was obvious that Mo Ling was unlucky as well.
However, they were not the only ones who came.
With a roar, the Nine Serenities Ao appeared.
The Nine Serenities Ao's head was shaped like a wolf. It had a pair of huge grey horns on its head. Its body was covered with black scales and blood-red hair grew between the scales.
It also had nine tails on its back. Behind each tail, there was a ferocious beast head. It was extremely ferocious.
Seeing this ferocious beast, many creatures of the Burial Earth were fearful.
Although this Nine Serenities Ao was not a pure-blooded beast, it was still extremely ferocious. It was ranked in the top three among the Ten Minor Kings and could even spar with the Ancient Tyrant Body.
As time passed, more and more kings appeared.
The genius of the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Clan appeared. He had eight arms, which was very strange.
The king of the Corpse Refining Sect appeared. He wore a black cloak and carried a coffin with him. Everyone was afraid of him.
The king of the Blood Fiend Clan appeared. It was said that this clan was transformed from a drop of demonic blood.
In short, the Ten Minor Kings appeared one after another, pushing the feast to its climax.
Finally, a luxurious ship appeared in the distant sky.
Seeing this ship, the entire Burial Soul Mountain was silent at first. Then, a shocking uproar broke out.
"It's the Ninth Princess' ship. She's here!"
"The genius of the Jun Family should be on it too!"
At this moment, everyone was watching!
Under everyone's attention, three figures walked out of the ship.
They were Jun Xiaoyao, Lang Huan, and Qin Xianer.
"It's true …"
When they saw the three of them walk out of a side room of the ship, many creatures were stunned.
The rumors were true.
The high and mighty Ninth Princess of the Devil Kingdom had been completely conquered by the genius of the Jun Family!
In an instant, all kinds of hostile gazes pierced Jun Xiaoyao like needles.
Mo Ling of the Sky-Devouring Demonic Python Clan felt like he had been cuckolded in front of everyone.
Although there was no relationship between him and Lang Huan.
Looking at the excited creatures of the Burial Ground, Jun Xiaoyao's expression was as calm as still water. He said lightly, "You are indeed a femme fatale. I didn't expect you to be so popular in the Burial Ground."
Hearing this, Lang Huan rolled her eyes at Jun Xiaoyao charmingly and said, "Hmph, only Young Master Jun could heartlessly reject me. The others can't even touch a finger of mine."
"That's because they are all simps, and I am human." Jun Xiaoyao did not comment.
In the eyes of outsiders, this interaction was tantamount to flirting.
"You are just a human from the outside world. What right do you have to stand beside Lang Huan?"
Finally, Mo Ling could not help but stand up and shout coldly. His snake eyes were so red that they looked like they were dripping blood.
Jun Xiaoyao looked indifferently and saw Mo Ling's snake tail. He said, "So it's a shameless snake. Lang Huan, does this kind of creature have the right to pursue you?"
Hearing this, Lang Huan was a little annoyed.
She hated Mo Ling very much. She would only have goosebumps when faced with this kind of snake person.
"Young Master Jun, can you help me get rid of this shameless snake?"
Lang Huan leaned forward, her delicate body and the curves of Linglong tightly pressed against Jun Xiaoyao's side. She said in an intimate and coquettish tone.
Seeing this scene, Mo Ling exploded!