Chapter 42 (1/2)

Jun Xiaoyao had always been thinking about the Sword Chant of the immortal Slayer.

The terrific scene of the slash showed the downfall of immortals.

The Lair of Zulong’s Destined Supreme was killed with just three slashes.

Although the Eighteenth Ancestor’s high cultivation level was one of the reasons, it was partially because the Sword Chant of the Immortal Slayer was simply too powerful.

The Eighteenth Ancestor said, “There are countless of Sword Chants in the Huangtian Mystic Realm, but those that could truly stand at the very pinnacle are the Five Great Divine Chants. The Jun Family’s Sword Chant of the Immortal Slayer is precisely one such Sword Chant.”

“Five Great Divine Chants…” Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.

Although he had known for a long time that the Sword Chant of the Immortal Slayer was an extraordinary technique, he didn’t expect it to be one of the Five Great Divine Chants.

Jun Xiaoyao then had a sudden realization. “No wonder I couldn’t find the Sword Chant of the Immortal Slayer at the Martial Tower.”

The Eighteenth Ancestor explained to him, “Well, that is most certainly the case. However, it was mainly this Sword Chant is difficult to learn. Even if it were available to ordinary humans, they may not be able to even grasp it with a decade or so. In that case, it would be nothing more than a waste of time.”

Jun Xiaoyao agreed with his explanation, but only to a certain extent.

If those who do not possess extraordinary talents were to cultivate in the Sword Chant of the Immortal Slayer, they would indeed be wasting their time.

In contrast, Jun Xiaoyao’s talent in understanding was considered to be abnormal.

“Then, Great one, about the Sword Chant of the Immortal Slayer…” Jun Xiaoyao started before quickly stopping himself.

“I didn’t give it to you before because I was afraid of delaying your cultivation. Now, you are about to go out and walk across the realm. Thus, you need to have a couple of trump cards in your hand. Although the Sacred Body of the Ancients and Bones of Supremacy are both strong, you must wield Abhijnas,” the Eighteenth Ancestor advised.

Subsequently, the Eighteenth Ancestor passed on the Sword Chant of the Immortal Slayer to Jun Xiaoyao.

The Sword Chant of the Immortal Slayer was divided into three forms.

The first form, Falling Deity, was the Sword of Magic that focused on damaging one’s physical flesh.

The second form, Subjugation, was the Sword of Souls that focused on dealing with one’s Divine Palace and astral soul.

The final form, Immortal Slayer, was the sword that combines the soul and the flesh. That was the technique Eighteenth Ancestor used to kill the Destined Supreme of the Lair of Zulong.

“If you can master the first form within three years, it will be possible for you to master the whole technique,” the Eighteenth Ancestor said with a faint smile.

“Understood.” Although Jun Xiaoyao nodded, he secretly continued to think about it.

“Three years? I can’t wait that long…”

The Eighteenth Ancestor looked at Jun Xiaoyao. After hesitating for a moment, he spoke once again, “Xiaoyao, I have two more things to tell you.”

“Just speak as you wish, Great one,” Jun Xiaoyao said.

“When you are 18, I will tell you the secrets of the Jun Family and your father’s affairs.”

Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes shook upon hearing what the Eighteenth Ancestor said.

What did he mean by the secrets behind the Jun family?

Jun Xiaoyao was also very curious about what kind of secret was behind the Jun Family for it to be so powerful and brilliant?

The most important thing to find out was the affairs of his father, Jun Wuhui.

Jun Xiaoyao was tired of hearing the White-clad Divine King being mentioned.

What kind of person was his father exactly, and why had he never returned?

What exactly happened back then?

“It’s still too early for you to know everything. I will tell you all that you wish to know during your adult ceremony,” Eighteenth Ancestor said.

Jun Xiaoyao nodded lightly, choosing not to press on any further.

While he could sweep across every young genius he encountered, he wasn’t powerful enough to learn of the Jun family’s secrets just yet.

Therefore, Jun Xiaoyao stayed beside the Eighteenth Ancestor as the latter personally explained the Sword Chant of the Immortal Slayer.

Back then, when the Eighteenth Ancestor was cultivating in the Sword Chant of the Immortal Slayer, he was already considered a freak to have grasped the technique in one year.

Three months had passed since then.

In the Jun family’s ancestral grounds, Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, and a vast expanse of Golden Divine Power poured outwards.

With his fingers as a sword, a dazzling ray of sword light soared across the horizon as the phantoms of deities seemed to appear all around him.

He slashed it once. As if it was trying to murder the stars above the empyrean, the void was shaking while the clouds in the sky collapsed!

Ka-boom!