Chapter 1490: The Real First Beauty of the Nine Heavens, Men

r own brother with her own hands!Killed the only relative!Perhaps from that moment on.< Xuan Yue's heart, had already died. >She also didn't know what she had done.It was only when I regained consciou...Just as Jun Xiaoyao and others were rushing to the Dreamy Void Realm.

On the other side, in the Immortal Realm.

An obscure and shadowy star system.

Several black-robed figures appeared, their auras terrifyingly immense, each carrying an aura of the underworld.

It was a ghost from the underworld.

"The three emperors must have fallen completely," said one of the cloaked figures.

"Damn it, the Third Master was truly too careless." Another man in black sighed, with a hint of exasperation.

"Actually...it's not that they were careless. They had prepared very thoroughly, even teaming up with the top prodigies from Nine Heavens."

"One can only say that Jun Xiaoyao's strength is even stronger than they predicted."

"Could this just be settled like that" said a figure in black.

The Three Sons of the Underworld, namely the Corpse Prison Hall, the King of Hell's Hall, and the Ghost Hall, are demonic beings. Raising them required an immeasurable amount of resources.

"Be patient, the turmoil is coming. The one from Changsheng Island should take advantage of this upheaval to eradicate the ancient Saint Body lineage completely."

"Even the Jun family could be affected and dragged down."

"That was our chance, the opportunity of our underworld. Perhaps we could obtain holy blood, even Jun Xiaoyao's holy body and Dao embryo, as well as chaotic true blood."

Then, my Underworld's plan will be able to take a giant leap forward.

"Celestial Court, your family, the Nine Heavens Forbidden Zone, a fight between two birds vying for a clam, ultimately only our Underworld can profit!"

"thing might be different.Remembering how you once effortlessly defeated the master of the apocalypse.Even the Patriarch of the Holy Spirit showed a hint of apprehension in his eyes.But thinking about...