The Desolate Immortal Domain's Huangzhou, one of the Three Thousand Dao Continents, serves as the ancestral home of the Jun Clan, an ancient aristocratic family.
The Jun Clan stands as an overwhelmingly glorious force in the Immortal Domain, boasting a legacy spanning countless epochs—their ancestors once produced a Supreme Great Emperor.
Recently, the entire Huangzhou and even the Desolate Immortal Domain have been trembling. Phantoms of dragons and phoenixes encircle the Void Divine Island where the Jun Clan resides, letting out thunderous dragon roars and clear phoenix cries.
Rumors spread: this phenomenon arises because a descendant of a legendary figure in the Jun Clan, after ten years of gestation, is finally about to be born.
Inside the Heavenly Emperor Palace on the Jun Clan's Void Divine Island.
Numerous elder members of the Jun Clan breathed rapidly as they gazed at the baby in the swaddle.
Since birth, the infant had not cried once—only a look of confusion lingered in his big eyes.
Yet what captured the elders' attention was the golden radiance swirling around the baby's entire body, resembling a young true dragon.
"Is this… the Desolate Ancient Saint Physique?" one elder exclaimed, drawing a deep breath. "Yes, it's definitely the Desolate Ancient Saint Physique! Why would heaven treat our Jun Clan like this?" another elder wailed in sorrow.
Instead of rejoicing at the birth of a Saint Physique in the clan, they beat their chests and stamped their feet, overwhelmed with despair.
The reason was simple: in the Desolate Ancient Era, the Saint Physique was truly invincible—ranking among the top five among the Three Thousand Physiques, capable of contending with supreme constitutions like the Eternal Immortal Physique, Chaos Divine Physique, and Heavenly Overlord Physique.
A Perfected Saint Physique could even challenge the ancient Great Emperors.
But in the Recent Ancient Era, the heavenly Dao's laws underwent a drastic change, and the environment was no longer suitable for the Desolate Ancient Saint Physique to cultivate.
Worse still, ten heavenly chains descended to restrain the Saint Physique's growth.
At this moment, the baby—Jun Xiaoyao—wore a blank expression.
"I've transmigrated, and I even got a useless Desolate Ancient Saint Physique?" Jun Xiaoyao had been an orphan in his previous life, adopted by a blind fortune-teller.
The blind man had told him that although he would live in poverty and loneliness in this life, he would be blessed by heaven in the next, reaching the pinnacle of existence.
Jun Xiaoyao had doubted it back then, but an accident claimed his life. When he opened his eyes again, he had become an infant.
"It seems this life really has me born at the finish line," Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
From the elders' words, he could tell the Jun Clan was an ancient aristocratic family with unparalleled glory.
It could be said that others were born at the starting line, while he was born directly at the finish line.
"But… being born into such an overpowered family, why is my physique a useless one? Could this be another 'trash-to-legend' opening?" Jun Xiaoyao muttered silently.
Just then, a mechanical voice echoed in his mind: "Ding! Congratulations, Host, on unlocking the Sign-In System!"
"Ding! Sign-in location refreshed: Birthplace—Heavenly Emperor Palace!"
"Ding! This sign-in triggers a Newbie Lucky Critical Strike, granting a rare reward of 5-star or higher quality. Sign in now?"
"As expected, there's a system," Jun Xiaoyao thought, not too surprised. "Sign in!" he silently replied.
"Ding! Congratulations, Host! Sign-in successful! You've obtained an 8-star rare reward: a Perfected Desolate Ancient Saint Physique!"
Boom!
The moment the system's voice fell, Jun Xiaoyao felt an unparalleled power erupt from his body like a volcano.
Ten semi-illusory golden chains emerged on his skin—exactly the ten restraining shackles!
"What's happening?"
The clan elders were alarmed, their gazes snapping toward Jun Xiaoyao. Then, under their stunned stares—
Crack!
The first golden chain shattered!
Boom!
A terrifying surge of vital energy gushed forth.
Crack! The second golden chain shattered again! The entire Heavenly Emperor Palace trembled, bathed in brilliant divine light!
Then the third, fourth, fifth…
Finally, all ten chains shattered simultaneously!
Boom!
High above the nine heavens, the wind and clouds shifted, and thunder rolled!
Countless saint phantoms emerged from the firmament, dense as stars—tens of thousands in number—all bowing in homage toward the Jun Clan's Divine Island!
This vision shook the entire Desolate Immortal Domain!
"My god! What's going on? Saint phantoms are manifesting in the sky!"
"The direction they're worshipping— it's the Jun Clan in Huangzhou!"
"It must be the Jun Clan's mythical child, born after ten years of gestation! What kind of physique does he have to trigger such a vision of ten thousand saints paying homage?"
Across the Desolate Immortal Domain and its Three Thousand Dao Continents, top figures from ancient forces and immortal dynasties marveled in awe!
Such a vision was unprecedented in history.
Even when the ancient Great Emperors were born, the commotion was no greater.
Countless people wondered: what kind of monstrous physique did the Jun Clan's prodigy possess?
Meanwhile, inside the Heavenly Emperor Palace, the clan elders—who had witnessed countless epochs rise and fall—stood frozen in dumbfounded shock.
One white-haired elder in a golden robe, his eyes glistening with tears, exclaimed:
"Haha! This is my grandson! My grandson has the aura of a Great Emperor!"
The elder, Jun Zhantian, was a powerful and respected figure in the Jun Clan. Yet at this moment, he danced with joy like a child, holding Jun Xiaoyao in his arms, overwhelmed with delight.
Jun Xiaoyao broke into a slight sweat at this familiar line. He felt like an old general on a stage, adorned with flags behind his back.
Truly, only a grandfather could be this enthusiastic.
"Incredible! A Desolate Ancient Saint Physique that breaks its shackles at birth—unheard of! Not a single case in a million years of historical records!" praised an elder.
"With this child, our Jun Clan can contend for the imperial throne of this era!"
"Heh, that Ancient Royal Clan, the Ancestral Dragon Nest, birthed Long Aotian—blessed with Imperial Dragon Blood—and dared to provoke our Jun Clan, claiming we have no talent in the younger generation. How laughable!" sneered another elder.
Though the Jun Clan ruled the Desolate Immortal Domain in unparalleled glory, they were far from without enemies…
The Ancestral Dragon Nest, Ten-Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, and other Ancient Royal Clans are the forces that have fallen out with the Jun Clan.
There are also hidden threats in places like the Forbidden Zones of Life and the Eternal Burial Lands. But the elders believe all these dangers will be resolved with Jun Xiaoyao's arrival.
Because what their Jun Clan has gained is a Perfected Desolate Ancient Saint Physique that broke through its shackles!
Boom…
Golden blood coursed through Jun Xiaoyao's veins. After shattering the Saint Physique's shackles, his aura soared steadily.
Temper Tendons! Forge Bones! Refine Blood! Open Orifices! Gather Spirit!
Under the stunned gazes of Jun Zhantian and the elders, Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation directly broke through the five major realms of physical refinement. Even the most gifted prodigies would need at least five years to reach physical perfection—and that's with the nourishment of countless sacred medicines.
But Jun Xiaoyao was only a quarter-hour old, yet he'd burst through all five physical realms. Spreading this news would make legions of prodigies question their lives.
"Breaking the shackles of the Desolate Ancient Saint Physique—this kid's fucking monstrous!" Even these well-traveled elders couldn't help cursing.
But the most astonishing part was yet to come.
Around Jun Xiaoyao, phantoms of ten thousand saints seemed to float, chanting and bowing to him!
"Is this the Saint Physique's vision—Ten Thousand Saints Worship?"
Jun Zhantian and the elders' minds went numb from shock.
Typically, every Saint Physique or Divine Physique has its own unique vision.
"Legends say the Perfected Desolate Ancient Saint Physique has six visions. When all awaken, they form the Six Paths of Samsara, capable of crushing any enemy in the world!" an elder said, his eyes blazing.
Jun Zhantian grinned so wide his mouth wouldn't close. He could already picture the grand scene of his grandson ascending to the imperial throne, with all clans kneeling in homage.
Not just the elders—even Jun Xiaoyao himself marveled.
Invincible talent, invincible background, plus a Sign-In System… How would the other prodigies of this era even survive?
Just as Jun Xiaoyao wondered if he should keep a low profile in the future, the system's voice rang in his mind again:
"Ding! Congratulations, Host! A new sign-in location has refreshed!"