In the heavens, a barrier like a giant mirror appeared faintly. Flying through it directly was definitely impossible.

Jun Changxiao, displeased, released his spiritual念 to fuse with the array, attempting to break it. The moment he made contact, he felt as if his soul had been struck, and hastily withdrew!

This array was at quite a high level!

“Palace Master Xi.”

Jun Changxiao said: “Let’s proceed on foot.”

“Uh… okay…” Xi Jingxuan said softly, but her small face had already turned completely red.

Her body had lost balance and fallen, and Jun Changxiao had caught her in his arms. Though they separated quickly after landing, the strange sensation from the contact between man and woman wouldn’t easily dissipate.

“Sect Master Jun…”

On the road, Xi Jingxuan asked weakly: “There’s no one else nearby, right?”

“No one.”

Jun Changxiao said: “It’s completely empty.”

“That’s good, that’s good.” Xi Jingxuan muttered to herself. Especially remembering their contact just now, her face immediately felt hot again.

Having lived in Miaohua Palace since childhood, facing only senior and junior sisters, she naturally hadn’t had intimate physical contact with men before.

“Palace Master Xi, are you alright?”

Seeing her face looked strange, Jun Changxiao finally damn well knew to show concern!

“I’m… I’m fine…” Xi Jingxuan quickly lowered her head.

Jun Changxiao looked up at the array above, murmuring: “Very few people should come to this Land of Desolation. How could there be an array here?”

Xi Jingxuan said: “Perhaps it was set up by major sects who arrived first, to prevent other powerful warriors from easily reaching the area where the supreme treasure emerged.”

“Heh.”

Jun Changxiao sneered coldly: “Treasures of heaven and earth go to the fated. This practice is truly shameless.”

That said.

Who wouldn’t want to monopolize good things rather than wait for others to compete?

The two people and one beast walked through the Land of Desolation. After about ten minutes, what appeared in their field of vision was a massive deep crater.

It looked like a meteorite crater left by a meteorite impact.

“Palace Master Xi.”

Jun Changxiao said: “There’s a very, very large crater. Could this be where the rare treasure emerged?”

Xi Jingxuan shook her head: “This should be what remained from when that expert battled the Soil-Devouring Sacred Beast ten thousand years ago.”

“Really?”

Jun Changxiao said in surprise: “Could it cause such massive destruction?”

The system said: “When Emperor-level powerhouses clash, it’s already good if they don’t shatter space beyond healing.”

“Impressive, impressive.”

Jun Changxiao thought silently: “If I could become a Wudi, who would I fear in this world?”

Bypassing the extremely vast crater, they continued forward. Gradually, rows of strange rock formations like mountain peaks appeared.

“There are people!”

Jun Changxiao released his spiritual sense and detected many martial artists gathered in the stone forest.

This should be where the supreme treasure emerged.

Sure enough.

As they approached the strange stone forest, they heard a martial artist whisper: “Big Brother, isn’t this the area where streaming light shot up to the sky? Why is there nothing here?”

“Major sect experts who arrived first don’t even know—who should I ask if you ask me?” the one called Big Brother said impatiently.

The martial cultivators standing at the periphery numbered two to three thousand, with cultivation not too high. The deeper inside, the higher the level.

“Everyone.”

In the innermost open area, an old man wearing fiery red robes said: “I’m afraid we’ve made a wasted trip. There’s no supreme treasure here.”

“The voice contains rich fire-element energy.” Xi Jingxuan whispered: “Should be an elder from Raging Flame Sacred Sect.”

“A second-rate sect?”

Sects with ‘Sacred’ in their names must be first or second-rate level.

One day, when Wangu Sect reached this level, it could also be named ‘Wangu Sacred Sect.’

Though this speaking elder was from Raging Flame Sacred Sect, Jun Changxiao didn’t take him seriously, because the fire element aura he emanated was pitifully weak.

Possessing the continent’s strongest Sacred Flame Physique, he was qualified to look down on a fire-element Wuhuang.

“Elder Li.”

Someone said: “With such a huge commotion, how could there be no supreme treasure emerging?”

“Could someone have gotten there first?”

“According to martial artists from Southern Desolate Province, before the strange phenomenon ended, Raging Flame Sacred Sect and other sect experts had already rushed over. No one should have taken it, right?”

“Then it’s strange!”

Martial artists from various factions were very puzzled.

Jun Changxiao walked in with Xi Jingxuan.

“Young friend.”

A martial artist whispered: “Inside are all big shots—you can’t just walk in casually.”

Jun Changxiao smiled and continued forward.

The martial artist shook his head: “Why won’t he listen?”

“Heh heh.”

A nearby martial cultivator said: “Brother Zhang, aren’t there plenty of people in this world who don’t know their own limits?”

Everyone was thinking about the treasure—no one paid attention to Jun Changxiao walking in.

Sect Master Jun stopped and swept his gaze around at the dozens of martial artists present, discovering that six of them had auras at the Wuhuang level, while the rest were all Wuwang!

No wonder the people at the periphery didn’t dare come in—they couldn’t afford to provoke powerful warriors of this level.

“Sect Master Jun!”

The old man who had wanted to join forces earlier smiled in greeting.

Everyone looked over, their gazes revealing barely perceptible contempt.

Such a young fellow, yet he’s actually a sect master—probably not from any prestigious sect.

“Old Man Ge.”

A Wuhuang said: “You know this person?”

Old Man Ge smiled: “Not only does this old one know him, you’ve all certainly heard of him too.”

“Oh?”

Someone asked rather curiously: “Who is he?”

Old Man Ge smiled: “This is the recently famous Wangu Sect Master in the martial world.”

“What!”

“He’s Jun Changxiao?”

Everyone’s gazes showed astonishment.

All the martial artists at the periphery widened their eyes.

The Martial Artist surnamed Zhang who had just advised Jun Changxiao not to enter also looked on in disbelief.

No wonder he ignored me—turns out he’s the recently prominent Wangu Sect Master!

The martial artist who had said “people who don’t know their limits” shamefully lowered his head.

Anyone with any cultivation level who hadn’t been in death seclusion and just emerged had heard of Wangu Sect, this newly rising top three sect!

“I heard the Wangu Sect Master is a Sword and Martial Dual Wuwang.” A Wuhuang scrutinized Jun Changxiao skeptically: “Why isn’t there the slightest aura emanating from his body?”

Jun Changxiao didn’t bother explaining, focusing his gaze on the open area not far ahead.

There was a sunken small crater, about half a zhang deep.

The Land of Desolation was full of pits and holes everywhere.

However, this small crater contained a strange aura, making him judge it was definitely not ordinary.

“Sect Master Jun.”

Old Man Ge transmitted: “What you’re looking at is where the strange phenomenon arose.”

“Oh?”

Jun Changxiao said: “Why is there nothing?”

“Don’t know.” Old Man Ge said.

“Ding! Side quest triggered.” A prompt suddenly sounded in his ear.

Jun Changxiao skillfully pulled up the system panel. The newly appeared side quest read: The forbidden land is about to open. Please enter within thirty minutes.

The forbidden land is about to open?

What does that mean?

Could it be… there’s no supreme treasure here, but rather a hidden forbidden land that hasn’t appeared yet because the time hasn’t come?

The system said speechlessly: “The side quest is spoiling the plot!”

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