Within Demon Suppression Pass, many people gathered around Jun Xiaoyao.
There were people from the Yun Clan Emperor Clan and the generals of Demon Suppression Pass.
More relatives, friends, and subordinates were on their way.
Jun Xiaoyao sighed inwardly.
Why did it feel like a funeral?
Although, to outsiders, it probably did seem that way.
Beside him, Lu Xingling, Yun Yusheng, and others had misty eyes.
There was no need to mention anyone else.
"Right, I want to go to the place where my father stayed when he was in Demon Suppression Pass," Jun Xiaoyao said.
"Good, good, Young Commander, your subordinate will take you!"
An old commander gritted his teeth and said.
They had witnessed firsthand what it meant for a tiger to have no dog-like sons.
Jun Xiaoyao, at his youngest age, became the Young Commander of their Demon Suppression Pass.
Countless people were wholeheartedly convinced and regarded him as Yun Tianya's successor.
But who would have thought it would end this way?
Soon, Jun Xiaoyao was led to the place where Yun Tianya had meditated while guarding Demon Suppression Pass.
This place had natural array patterns, and previously, only Yun Tianya could enter.
However, it was very strange.
When Jun Xiaoyao approached, the array patterns actually dissipated automatically, as if sensing his Bloodline.
Everyone else stopped outside.
They felt that Jun Xiaoyao probably wanted to be alone.
Soon, Jun Xiaoyao stepped into this space.
But what was surprising was this:
What he saw was not some magnificent and extravagant golden palace, nor a grand and towering flying pavilion or treasure tower.
Instead, it was simply a beautiful landscape of mountains and rivers.
Bamboo groves, small bridges, flowing water.
And in the depths of that bamboo grove, encircled by a small stream, was a rustic thatched cottage, simple and unadorned, even humble.
"Is this where my father meditated while guarding Demon Suppression Pass?"
Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao felt a bit strange.
He had thought that as the Gatekeepers of Demon Suppression Pass, his dwelling place would surely be magnificent and grand.
Who would have thought it would be such a humble place with small bridges and flowing water?
No wonder Yun Tianya, whose name meant "edge of the sky," truly seemed like a carefree recluse.
Jun Xiaoyao stepped inside.
He instantly felt something unusual.
Special Dao laws were scattered throughout the world.
These Dao laws were very strange and profound.
Most people would find them difficult to comprehend.
But strangely, Jun Xiaoyao could sense them.
His Bloodline seemed to resonate with them.
"This is… Father's Dao?"
Jun Xiaoyao murmured to himself.
Yun Tianya had meditated here for many years, and naturally, his Dao traces were left in the world.
And just then,
Jun Xiaoyao unexpectedly discovered something.
The Dao laws that drifted through the world were like swimming fish, drilling into Jun Xiaoyao's body.
The next moment, Jun Xiaoyao discovered that the Dao laws pouring into his body were helping him suppress the Zhe Xian Curse!
"Father…"
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes trembled slightly.
Even if Yun Tianya was not present, his Dao was still protecting his child!
What kind of emotion was this?
Aside from seeing Yun Tianya's phantom in Nandou World, he had barely seen Yun Tianya.
But even so, at this moment, he could feel Yun Tianya's paternal love for his offspring.
This made Jun Xiaoyao think of Jun Wu悔.
The number of times he had met Jun Wu悔 was also very few.
But this did not affect Jun Wu悔's position in his heart in the slightest.
Maternal love is like a mother meticulously sewing clothes for a departing child, fearing a late return.
Paternal love, however, is like the greatest sound being silent.
Seemingly absent, yet omnipresent.
Just like now, the omnipresent Dao laws filling the sky were all his father's Dao, seeping into his body to help him suppress the Zhe Xian Curse.
Perhaps this couldn't directly remove the Zhe Xian Curse.
But at least, it was a great help.
"Father, thank you."
"This is my tribulation, but also my Opportunity…"
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm, and a faint smile even appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He didn't look like someone who had been afflicted with a deadly Zhe Xian Curse at all.
Then, Jun Xiaoyao walked into the thatched cottage.
Inside, there was only a simple meditation cushion.
Jun Xiaoyao sat cross-legged on it.
Instantly!
Even denser Dao laws surged towards Jun Xiaoyao, overwhelming him!
At this moment, the Zhe Xian Curse seemed to sense a hint of threat and became even more terrifying.
But Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained unfazed.
To him, this was even an Opportunity!
It was an Opportunity given to him by the Disaster Clan!
This was an Immortal Technique; even if it was incomplete, its value was immeasurable.
With Jun Xiaoyao's Prodigy talent, if he could comprehend these Zhe Xian Curse patterns, which were like maggots clinging to bones, imprinted in his body, wouldn't he also be able to control this Immortal Technique?
For others, this would be absolutely impossible because it simply couldn't be done.
Let alone whether they could comprehend it.
Even if they had that Prodigy Comprehension Ability, they wouldn't have enough time to comprehend it.
They would die before they even comprehended it.
But Jun Xiaoyao was a Congenital Holy Body Dao Embryo, supreme and sacred, and inherently possessed resistance and restraint against such curses.
Not to mention that at this moment, Yun Tianya's Dao was also helping him suppress the Zhe Xian Curse.
Coupled with Jun Xiaoyao's Prodigy talent, his speed of comprehension was simply not on the same level as others.
Once he thoroughly comprehended it, this Zhe Xian Curse would naturally no longer be a threat.
The Disaster Clan knew Jun Xiaoyao was a Prodigy.
But they absolutely couldn't have imagined Jun Xiaoyao would be such a Prodigy.
The most important thing was this:
Jun Xiaoyao had one final trump card!
That was the Immortal Technique, Small Destiny Technique!
This was a true Immortal Technique, not an incomplete one like the Zhe Xian Curse.
Moreover, the Small Destiny Technique was extremely profound, and its abilities were not limited to summoning true spirits and so on.
Borrowing the power of the Small Destiny Technique could also suppress the Zhe Xian Curse!
This was the true reason Jun Xiaoyao did not fear the Zhe Xian Curse!
"Disaster Clan, no matter how much you calculate, you won't calculate that I have the Small Destiny Technique."
"And as long as you can't kill me instantly, it will be difficult to make me die…"
Jun Xiaoyao exclaimed.
Of course, although Jun Xiaoyao had various means to make him fearless of the Zhe Xian Curse, it didn't mean he could instantly remove it.
After all, this was an incomplete Immortal Technique, a killing move that the Blood Witch Disaster Emperor had refined for a long time, capable of making even Great Emperors perish.
If Jun Xiaoyao wanted to completely remove and comprehend it, it would surely take a considerable amount of time.
During this time, he might even remain in a near-nirvana state.
To outsiders, he would essentially be barely clinging to life, no different from being dead.
But Jun Xiaoyao did not feel that this was a waste of time.
Because he knew that when he removed the Zhe Xian Curse and emerged from his cocoon again, it would be around the time he would Breakthrough to the Quasi-Emperor Realm and Breakthrough to the Dual Quasi-Emperor position.
As for why he was so confident…
Rumble…
The dense curse patterns emitted by the Zhe Xian Curse formed a cocoon of curse patterns, with countless runes flowing, gradually enveloping Jun Xiaoyao's figure.
And just as Jun Xiaoyao's figure was about to be submerged by the brilliance of the Zhe Xian Curse,
He parted his lips and murmured, "Night Junlin, Chaos will ultimately return…"