Chapter 107: The Champion Lord Makes His Appearance

A stream of light descended from the ancient beast in flight.

Everyone turned their gaze, and at the forefront stood a tall youth with a rebellious look in his eyes.

Upon seeing him, the surrounding cultivators felt a hint of disappointment.

"He's not the Young Emperor of the Wang family, but Wang Teng's brother, Wang Gang," a young prodigy shook his head slightly, clearly disappointed.

They had hoped to admire the Young Emperor's demeanor.

"Hmph, how could my brother come here to compete for a prince consort with a bunch of people?" Wang Gang surveyed the crowd and sneered coldly.

He held great respect for Wang Teng.

In his mind, if Wu Mingyue were to take the initiative, perhaps Wang Teng would consider it.

Forcing Wang Teng to come and fight for the position of prince consort was simply beneath the dignity of a Young Emperor.

The entire Wang family in the North took pride in Wang Teng.

At that moment, a carriage roared from the distant sky.

"The Jun family has finally arrived!"

Many cultivators from various factions stood up to look, eager to see if Jun Xiaoyao had appeared.

However, to their disappointment, there was no sign of the nine-headed lion.

That was Jun Xiaoyao's mount.

Jun Zhantian appeared with Jun Zhangjian and a few others.

After confirming that Jun Xiaoyao was indeed absent, various voices began to emerge.

Of course, most still believed that even if Jun Xiaoyao couldn't defeat the Champion Marquis, he would never be afraid.

A small number thought that Jun Xiaoyao was feeling guilty and dared not show up.

"What a bunch of shortsighted fools. How could the Young Master's strength be measured by ordinary people?" Jun Linglong said lightly.

Even those closest to her did not know Jun Xiaoyao's true strength.

How could outsiders possibly know?

"Don't worry, I believe Xiaoyao will come," Jun Zhantian said with a smile, exuding confidence.

Not long after, the Jiang family also arrived.

Jiang Shengyi and Jiang Luoli, a tall and a petite beauty, appeared, seemingly adding brilliance to the world.

Countless gazes were drawn to these two enchanting figures.

"They say the princess of the Divine Dynasty is a beauty beyond compare, but the Jiang family's two beauties are even more stunning," a young prodigy exclaimed.

"If I could win the favor of either of these beauties, I would die without regrets!" a male cultivator said dreamily.

"What are you dreaming about? Do you think you're the Young Master of the Jun family?" a group of people rolled their eyes.

Over at the Ye family, Ye Xingyun's pupils trembled slightly.

The figure he had been longing for appeared.

Although his personality had subtly changed, his feelings remained the same.

Just as Ye Xingyun was about to step forward to greet her, Jiang Luoli jumped directly over to the Jun family side.

"Where's Brother Xiaoyao? Where's Brother Xiaoyao? Where is he?" Jiang Luoli peeked around, scanning the crowd from the Jun family.

But no matter how she looked, she couldn't find the figure she missed day and night.

"Xiaoyao hasn't come yet," Jun Zhantian said.

"You little girl, are you that anxious?" Jiang Shengyi approached, her snow-white attire untainted, her beauty dreamlike and enchanting, captivating all.

"Hmph..." Jiang Luoli puffed up her cheeks and scrunched her little nose.

She was a bit unhappy.

Because she hadn't seen the person she wanted to see.

And just at that moment, Ye Xingyun happened to approach.

"Luoli, long time no see," Ye Xingyun said with a composed and appropriate smile.

"Who are you?" Jiang Luoli replied, feeling a bit annoyed and irritated.

"I'm Ye Xingyun," Ye Xingyun's face stiffened again.

"Oh, I remember now..." Jiang Luoli nodded her little head.

However, before Ye Xingyun could feel secretly pleased, he heard her say, "You're the one who was knocked out by Brother Xiaoyao, right?"

Even Ye Xingyun, no matter how steady his personality, nearly spat out a mouthful of blood at that moment.

Jiang Luoli kept calling him Brother Xiaoyao, and it drove him crazy, wishing he could erase Jun Xiaoyao from existence.

He forced a stiff smile and turned to leave.

Jiang Luoli didn't mind; her heart was only on Jun Xiaoyao.

"You little girl, don't worry. I believe he will come," Jiang Shengyi comforted with a light smile.

Though she didn't show it, deep down...

She actually wanted to see Jun Xiaoyao too.

No... she really wanted to see him.

As time passed, the major immortal factions had mostly gathered.

However, no one noticed a hooded figure sitting in the farthest corner of the venue.

It was Xiao Chen.

He coldly stared at the group from the Jun family.

They say love leads to hate, and the same goes for disdain.

"In the future, if I, Xiao Chen, can rise completely, I will uproot the Jun family and eliminate them entirely!" Xiao Chen silently vowed.

At that moment, a commotion erupted around him.

In the distant sky, a figure enveloped in divine light stepped through the air.

"It's the Champion Marquis!" many cultivators shouted.

No wonder they were so focused; the Champion Marquis was indeed a central figure.

He was the most likely candidate to become Wu Mingyue's prince consort.

Plus, there was the upcoming duel with Jun Xiaoyao.

All of this had pushed the Champion Marquis into the spotlight.

At this moment, the Champion Marquis was different from the one in the Zhuque Ancient Kingdom.

That Champion Marquis was merely a clone.

This one was the real deal.

The true Champion Marquis wore a dark, menacing divine armor and wielded a sharp, cold divine spear.

Within him, there was a faint, unending sword intent emanating from the Pan Huang Divine Sword.

"This is the Champion Marquis of the Divine Dynasty? His aura is indeed powerful!"

"Yeah, seeing is believing. Although the Champion Marquis doesn't have the best reputation, his strength is truly formidable!"

Upon seeing the real Champion Marquis, many prodigies from the immortal factions wore serious expressions.

The Champion Marquis's aura was too overwhelming.

Coupled with the divine armor he had fortuitously acquired.

Even the top prodigies of the immortal factions had to be wary.

In the corner, upon seeing the Champion Marquis, Xiao Chen's expression instantly turned frosty.

"This is the scum who dares to covet Mingyue? He truly cannot be underestimated," a chill spread through Xiao Chen's heart.

In the sky, Yang Pan's gaze fell on the Jun family.

"Heh, he really didn't show up. It seems I overestimated Jun Xiaoyao," Yang Pan sneered coldly.

Jun Xiaoyao had snatched his opportunity and destroyed his clone and saint puppet.

Yang Pan was practically filled with the desire to kill Jun Xiaoyao.

To publicly humiliate Jun Xiaoyao would be a form of revenge.

However, just as he finished speaking, an angry, delicate voice rang out.

"What right do you have to criticize Brother Xiaoyao, you ugly black beetle!"

The speaker was none other than Jiang Luoli.

Her words left the entire venue in shock.

Then many gazes turned toward the Champion Marquis.

The Champion Marquis, clad in dark divine armor, had two curved black horns on his head.

From a distance, he did indeed resemble a large black beetle.

Many cultivators stifled their laughter, covering their mouths, their faces turning red.

Yang Pan's expression darkened, his demeanor turning cold and severe.