Chapter 26: The Peerless Divine Child!

The presence that could make two Sequences of the Jun Family appear so solemn could only be an even stronger Sequence.

Stepping into the main hall was a young man clad in silver battle armor.

He possessed a square face and a cold, imperious bearing. Scar marks crisscrossed his cheeks, adding an even chillier edge to his appearance.

This young man’s eyes were like two lakes of lightning. With each blink, thunderous light burst out, and the profound essence of lightning manifested around him.

“It’s actually him!”

“I didn’t expect him to show up too!”

Seeing the young man, many geniuses from influential forces turned solemn. Even Ye Xingyun’s eyes grew serious as he said, “He actually came as well—Jun Wanjie, the Fifth Sequence of the Jun Family.”

Jun Wanjie was undoubtedly a legendary genius. Born into a branch of the Jun Family with low status, he had endured a great deal of scorn and hardship. Typically, those in the family’s branch line were sent to manage Jun Family businesses throughout the major provinces once they came of age, and Jun Wanjie had been on the same track. That was, until he stumbled upon a Supreme Technique inheritance called the “Heavenly Tribulation Transformation.”

Owing to that encounter, Jun Wanjie awakened a peak-level constitution he hadn’t even realized he possessed—the Thunder Tribulation Battle Physique. Among the Three Thousand Physiques, the Thunder Tribulation Battle Physique could rank within the top three hundred and was considered a top-tier constitution with extremely formidable combat power. As a result, Jun Wanjie forcefully rose to become the Fifth Sequence of the Jun Family.

Though everyone among the Jun Family’s Ten Sequences was outstanding, differences in strength still existed. Anyone who could rank in the top five among those Ten Sequences was undeniably powerful, which spoke volumes about Jun Wanjie’s might.

However, his arrival made both Jun Zhangjian and Jun Xuehuang frown. The reason was straightforward—possibly due to his upbringing as a branch descendant who had faced constant scorn, Jun Wanjie’s temperament was extremely cold, arrogant, and domineering. He did not get along well with the other Sequences.

“Given his personality, it’s surprising he would come attend our cousin Xiaoyao’s tenth birthday banquet.” Jun Zhangjian mumbled, clearly not fond of Jun Wanjie.

“Maybe he wants to witness the Divine Child’s strength. After all, it’s very likely that the Divine Child will join the Ten Sequences one day,” Jun Xuehuang guessed.

Neither of them realized that Jun Xiaoyao had already been designated as the Zero Sequence. Upon arriving, Jun Wanjie simply picked a seat and sat there alone, with no one daring to approach him.

With the arrival of three Sequences from the Jun Family, the atmosphere in the grand hall grew even livelier. At that moment, waves of immense auras descended, causing everyone from each sect and lineage to tense up as they looked over.

A group of Jun Family elders arrived, each brimming with imposing power that inspired awe. Jun Xiaoyao’s mother, Jiang Rou, also appeared.

“Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming to celebrate my grandson’s tenth birthday. This old man offers his heartfelt thanks.” The gold-robed elder in the center was Jun Zhantian, who cupped his hands as he spoke.

“You are too kind!”

“It is our honor to witness the Divine Child’s true appearance!” Everyone present smiled, returning the courtesy. An elder from one of the lineages hesitantly asked, “Might I ask where the Divine Child is now?”

Upon hearing the question, many pricked up their ears. The fact that the feast had begun while the guest of honor had yet to appear seemed a bit out of place. Moreover, many people had come primarily to see the true appearance of the Jun Family’s Divine Child.

“My apologies to everyone. My grandson has been in closed-door training and hasn’t yet emerged. He should be here soon…”

Just as Jun Zhantian finished speaking, a rolling boom resounded from the Heavenly Emperor Palace deep within the Jun Family’s estate. Above the Nine Heavens, thunder surged, brilliant lights shone everywhere, and auspicious radiance poured forth in myriad streams.

“What an astounding sight!”

“It seems someone is breaking through. Is it the Divine Child?”

“But isn’t that aura a bit too frightening for a mere breakthrough?”

Within the hall, many powerful experts sensed the fluctuations and froze in shock, inhaling sharply. After all, the Jun Family’s Divine Child could only be ten years old at most.

Boom!

In the distance, the Heavenly Emperor Palace flared with dazzling brilliance, golden light radiating in all directions. Faintly, it was as though a primordial divine elephant’s phantom emerged, suppressing the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

“What sort of technique is this? Even I feel a hint of dread…”

Ye Xingyun’s expression changed slightly at the primordial divine elephant’s pressure. Despite his pride as someone who bore the Star King Physique, a supreme talent who could subdue all directions, even he felt a faint trepidation before that divine elephant. He frowned—he disliked this sense of unease.

While the guests were still taken aback, a colossal hand materialized in the sky, pressing down and wiping away all those phenomena to prevent any further prying.

“That hand…could it be…a Supreme cultivator…?”

Witnessing this giant hand casually erase the phenomena, the various powerful figures secretly swallowed hard, deeply unnerved. Clearly, whoever acted was without question a Supreme being.

“Could it be the Jun Family’s Eighteenth Ancestor?” some wondered silently.

While the many forces speculated about this peculiar sight, the Heavenly Emperor Palace’s gates finally swung open. Amid vibrant radiance, a matchless figure in white slowly emerged.

At that moment, gazes from all across heaven and earth converged like streams into a sea upon that figure stepping out of the Heavenly Emperor Palace. It was a tall, slender youth bathed in hazy immortal radiance. His white robe was purer than snow, like an exiled immortal unsullied by the mortal realm.

His hair shone with crystalline light, and his body seemed crafted from the finest celestial jade, suffused with divine radiance. Though his features were blurred by seemingly unreal immortal mists, they could still be dimly perceived—perfectly refined, to a degree that felt almost illusory.

With just one look, onlookers wondered: Is he truly human? Or perhaps an immortal accidentally banished to the mundane world?

In that instant, heaven and earth fell silent. Many of the women felt as though they had forgotten to breathe. Even some Jun Family ladies who had seen Jun Xiaoyao before now felt a sense of suffocation. After a year in seclusion, Jun Xiaoyao’s bearing had ascended to an even deeper, more transcendent level.

“He is like the most flawless jade, and truly unmatched among all…” a Jun Family girl muttered, entranced.

Observing the multitude of staring eyes, Jun Xiaoyao was mildly surprised. “Has it already come to my tenth birthday banquet?”

He had not expected that he would remain in reclusion for an entire year in the blink of an eye. By now, his strength had ascended once more, reaching the pinnacle of the Ninth Level True Spirit Stage—far beyond his initial goal of simply breaking into the True Spirit Realm. Throughout all of the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain, one could scarcely find anyone in history who reached the Ninth Level True Spirit Stage at the mere age of ten.

“Divine Child, the banquet has already begun.” As soon as Jun Xiaoyao stepped out, Jun Linglong, who had been waiting outside, approached to greet him. Bai Yuer, however, had already returned to the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom.

“All right, let us head to the grand hall.” Jun Xiaoyao nodded softly and walked on air, moving like an immortal.

Only after Jun Xiaoyao’s figure disappeared did those watching recover their senses. “I don’t know how strong the Jun Family’s Divine Child truly is,” a Holy Maiden from a major force murmured dreamily, “but in terms of looks and aura, he must be the first under the heavens.”

By this point, many in the main hall realized Jun Xiaoyao had emerged from seclusion. Moments later, a calm, gentle voice drifted through the grand hall entrance.

“Thank you all for coming to Jun’s banquet.”

When those words fell, a figure dressed in pristine white and glowing with transcendent grace walked into the hall. All clamor ceased in that very moment.