Chapter 4475 Gathering at the Tomb of the Burial King, the Mysterious Humanist Cult

After all, someone like Jun Xiaoyao is handsome, capable, and has a high social status.

They were completely unpretentious and down-to-earth.

They are so kind to them, taking such good care of them.

It's hard not to love them.

"Waaah, young master, can Duo'er be your personal maid?" Yun Duo whimpered.

"Why would a proud daughter of the Yun Clan become my maid?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

Yun Huaxin, with her fair complexion like a jade disc, had a touch of red on her face.

She couldn't help but whisper, "Young Master, I don't know how to thank you."

"If there is time, I would like to paint another picture for you later..."

Yun Huaxin's words made Jun Xiaoyao reveal a slightly strange expression.

Last time, Yun Huaxin said she wanted to paint him and even wanted him to undress.

"Ahem... let's talk about it another time," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Sister Huaxin, do you really want to paint..." Yunduo muttered.

These words made Yun Huaxin's beautiful face blush even more.

The other Yun Clan prodigies present also laughed.

A harmonious and joyful atmosphere prevailed.

Upon seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes revealed a gentle smile.

All he wanted was for his family and loved ones to be by his side, to live happily and peacefully.

He truly experienced this feeling in the Cloud Clan.

However, he still wanted to experience it at Jun's house.

But now the Jun family is no longer in Cangmang.

The only clue lies in the long-buried demon of the Jun family within the Immortal Land.

They should know something about it.

Thinking of this, Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but recall the Ganges River of Time, one of the Ten Wonders of the World.

Looking back over the years, he saw those members of the Jun family.

For example, the twin sisters of the Jun family, and the peerless imperial princess Jun Weiyang of the Jun family, etc.

Are they still alive? Or are they perhaps buried in the immortal land?

However, this can only be confirmed after Jun Xiaoyao goes to the Immortal Land.

Moreover, the Dark Realm also has plans targeting the Jun family's long-dormant prodigies.

Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

At this time, above the void.

Yu Feiyan and her group arrived here.

"Young Master Jun." Yu Feiyan came to Jun Xiaoyao's side.

"Miss Jade".

"The unusual activity at that large tomb has intensified, and changes are likely to occur in the next few days."

"Should we go ahead first?" Yu Feiyan asked.

“Of course, let’s go together then,” Jun Xiaoyao said.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao and his group, along with Yu Feiyan and the others, also left the city.

Head to the location of that near-divine tomb.

The entire Origin Realm is also incredibly vast.

But deep within the Origin Realm.

It is a vast, ancient, and wild mountain range, rarely visited by humans.

However, recently, due to the proximity to the Great Tomb of the Gods.

Deep within these desolate mountains, people from all directions have gathered.

Looking out, vast mountain ranges were shrouded in a dim fog.

The towering mountains rise and fall like a dragon's spine.

People were everywhere, both in the sky and on the ground, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

In the void, rainbows of various colors constantly appear and disappear.

They either drove chariots or rode flying boats.

On every mountain peak, one can see the figures of many cultivators standing.

“Outside that near-god-level tomb, there are extremely terrifying array restrictions.”

"But now it seems that it should dissipate soon."

Some people were talking about it, while their eyes were looking into the depths of the mountains.

Amidst the swirling mist, one could vaguely discern what appeared to be a black tomb within the mountains.

Atop a mountain, a group of warriors settled down.

The leader was naturally Zhan Muye.

His gaze swept across the area and landed on the other side, where a black-robed man stood alone atop the mountain peak.

"It seems he also obtained a token," Zhan Muye murmured.

The man in black robes he saw was naturally Lin Ming.

Lin Ming has also arrived here.

Because of the Primordial Creation Stele, he is now receiving a lot of attention.

This made Lin Ming frown secretly.

However, once he enters the tomb, he will naturally shake off these gazes.

Of course, he was still thinking about someone else.

At this moment, a large group of people arrived in the distant void, riding flying boats.

It was Jun Xiaoyao and Yu Feiyan's group.

"Young Master Jun and the others have indeed arrived!"

Countless eyes turned to it.

Many people believe that the greatest opportunity within this tomb will definitely fall into Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

However, most people don't care; they just want to drink some soup.

Even the greatest opportunity might not be seized by Jun Xiaoyao.

They too could be taken away by unparalleled geniuses like Zhan Muye; it doesn't matter who it is.

Beneath the hood, Lin Ming's gaze was still fixed on Yu Feiyan.

Yu Feiyan stood beside Jun Xiaoyao, her curvaceous and alluring body almost pressed against him beneath her crimson dress.

He appeared friendly and conversing with you, all smiles and laughter.

Seeing this, Lin Ming clenched his fists secretly.

Because he hasn't fully ascertained the situation yet, it's difficult for him to make a judgment.

He planned to wait until he entered the tomb before seeking an opportunity to contact Yu Feiyan.

When Jun Xiaoyao arrived, his gaze also swept over the ancient tomb.

A faint, extraordinary aura could be sensed.

The Burial Masters are a mysterious clan from beyond the vast wilderness.

In the vast starry sky, there are few records.

Therefore, it's hard to say what kind of strange things are in this tomb.

And just then.

Suddenly, a faint sound came from the distant void.

A group of people approached from afar.

The sound grew louder as it approached, reaching the ears of some people.

"As long as humanity endures, so too will human nature prosper..."

You can see it along with the sound.

A group of people dressed in uniform emerged from the void, chanting this phrase.

Leading the group were several men and women, who possessed extraordinary bearing and seemed to be surrounded by a sacred aura of faith, emanating a very powerful presence.

As this group of people appeared.

The other factions present also looked over and then whispered among themselves.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced over indifferently, but when he saw this group of people, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

These people are all radiating the light of faith.

This reminded him of the Truth God Cult and Buddhism, which were adept at manipulating the power of faith.

"they are……"

Jun Xiaoyao thought for a moment, and realized that there were only a few sects in the vast expanse, and it seemed that there was no such force.

Yu Feiyan, who was standing to the side, said, "Young master, you may not know this, but this force is called the Humanity Sect."

With Yu Feiyan's methods and information channels, she naturally also learned and grasped some information.

"Humanitarianism?"

Upon hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze sharpened slightly.

The word "humanitarianism" is not something that can be used casually.

Any title, if used recklessly, may actually attract unseen karmic consequences.

Not everyone can handle that.

"What's the situation with this Taoist sect?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

In the vast wilderness, there is no such sect.

Yu Feiyan then explained, "I've heard that this Human Taoism is a sect that has suddenly risen to prominence in the Nine Heavens River."

"This sect has not existed for long, it is even quite young, but it has spread extremely rapidly."

“There are many believers in some of the Milky Ways.”

"And the leader appears to be a mysterious person known as the Humanitarian Leader."

"As for more details, I don't know, nor do I know who that leader of the Humanitarian Cult is."

"His whereabouts seem to be extremely low-key and mysterious. Even within the Humanitarian Church, there are probably not many people who have seen him in person."

After listening, Jun Xiaoyao showed a thoughtful expression.

At that moment, the Bell of Destiny, which he controlled, began to ring once more.

It represents an unusual cause and effect.

"The Humanitarian Religion, the Humanitarian Leader..."

Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

This word reminded Jun Xiaoyao of a person.

My Lord! (End of Chapter)