If Long Aotian truly falls at the hands of Jun Xiaoyao, the impact would be imnse.
This is not rely a contest between prodigies.
It is a clash between the Ancient Monarch Clan and the Primordial Royal Family.
If Long Aotian is defeated, does that not imply that the Primordial Royal Family is inferior to the Ancient Monarch Clan?
Of course, Long Aotian only represents the Ancestral Dragon Nest.
However, to so extent, the Ancestral Dragon Nest can also represent the Primordial Royal Family.
"If Long Aotian really dies, the Ancestral Dragon Nest will probably go insane, right?"
"Perhaps after the Immortal Ancient World ends, the Ancestral Dragon Nest will initiate an immortal war!"
Many prodigies from the outside world were speculating.
In the distance, Long Bi Chi, who was beside Ao Zhan, also looked pale as a sheet.
Her invincible brother Aotian now seed like a turtle in a jar, unable to stir even a ripple in Jun Xiaoyao's hands.
Long Bi Chi had thought that Long Aotian could defeat or even annihilate Jun Xiaoyao; if that were the case, the shadow in her heart would dissipate.
But now, seeing this scene, the shadow in Long Bi Chi's heart deepened.
At that mont, a sharp scream pierced the air.
"Long Gongzi!"
Ao Luan dashed out, taking action.
She could not stand by and watch Long Aotian fall.
"An ant trying to stop a chariot, overestimating itself."
Seeing Ao Luan charge forward, Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained indifferent.
He had already made an enemy of the Dragon Clan and naturally did not mind eliminating another person.
With a flick of his finger, the Nine Calamities Demon Thunder from the Thunder Emperor's divine ability erupted, rushing violently toward Ao Luan.
This strike was enough to annihilate Ao Luan.
Ao Luan gritted her silver teeth, a cold glint flashing in her beautiful eyes.
Although she liked Long Aotian, she would not foolishly rush to her death.
With a flip of her jade hand, she took out a Dragon Seal from her spatial artifact and crushed it.
With a thunderous sound, a terrifying pressure swept in all directions!
Golden divine light illuminated the ten directions!
In this sacred and brilliant light, a young figure dressed in golden robes appeared.
He was a handso young man with fair skin, long golden hair cascading down his back, and two golden dragon horns on his forehead.
Though rely a phantom, he exuded a terrifying aura of pressure.
Like a young king descending upon the world!
"It's… the prince of the Dragon Clan, Ao Guang!" So beings from the Immortal Ancient World exclaid upon seeing the golden-haired youth.
Within the Immortal Ancient World, there are four great ancient races.
Among these four ancient races, each has a prodigy at the Divine Realm.
They are collectively known as the Four Young Kings of the Immortal Ancient World!
And the golden-haired handso youth before them is the young king of the Dragon Clan, Prince Ao Guang!
At this mont, although Prince Ao Guang was rely a phantom, the pressure of the Divine Realm he emanated was undeniably real.
"Outsiders, dare to provoke my Dragon Clan, seeking your own death!"
Ao Guang's deanor was indifferent, truly resembling a young king overlooking the masses.
"Divine Realm?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes held a hint of disdain.
"In such a favorable environnt as the Immortal Ancient World, you've only reached the Divine Realm? I feel embarrassed for you!"
Jun Xiaoyao's words left everyone dumbfounded, all of them stunned.
From Jun Xiaoyao's tone, it seed as if Ao Guang at the Divine Realm was nothing but trash.
"Has he gone mad, daring to provoke the young king of the Dragon Clan?" All the beings from the Immortal Ancient World found it hard to believe.
Jun Xiaoyao, at the peak of the True God Realm, was indeed powerful, standing at the top of the hierarchy in the Immortal Ancient World.
But even he had to bow his head before soone at the Divine Realm.
After reaching the Ninth Stage of the Saintly Path, every minor realm has a significant gap.
Let alone the difference between the True God Realm and the Divine Realm; that is a major realm!
The disparity is like that between heaven and earth!
"Low cultivation, but a big mouth." Ao Guang's eyes also carried a coldness.
This phantom, infused with his primordial spirit's power, could naturally understand the disdain in Jun Xiaoyao's tone.
Ao Guang made his move, throwing a punch, his power surging.
Even as just a phantom containing primordial spirit power, he was more than capable of effortlessly annihilating a True God Realm prodigy.
This illustrates the gap between the True God Realm and the Divine Realm.
Ao Guang's fist technique radiated an overwhelming aura of light, making one feel as if facing a Light God King!
"It's the Great Light Divine Fist!"
In the distance, Ao Zhan exclaid, his eyes also reflecting a hint of coldness.
"This kid dares to provoke the prince; he's simply seeking death!" Ao Zhan muttered coldly to himself.
Prince Ao Guang, possessing the bloodline of the Holy Light Dragon, was extrely powerful.
Even if Ao Zhan had reached the peak of the True God Realm, he could not withstand a single punch from Ao Guang.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes revealed a cold indifference.
"No one can stand tall before !"
Jun Xiaoyao also threw a punch, the fist light of the Six Paths of Reincarnation surging, colliding with Ao Guang's Great Light Divine Fist.
At the sa ti, Long Bi Chi began to strike the Heavenly Furnace, working in tandem to rescue Long Aotian.
"You two shaless lovers, wishful thinking!" Princess Long Ji's eyes flashed as she saw this.
She did not want Long Aotian to escape.
Seeing this, Ao Luan once again summoned a talisman and crushed it.
Terrifying magical power erupted, shattering the Heavenly Furnace with a loud bang.
Long Aotian let out a long roar, his figure breaking free.
However, at this mont, he appeared sowhat disheveled.
His clothes were tattered, and his skin was charred.
Had it not been for the defensive dragon scales that erged on his body when he was sealed in the Heavenly Furnace, his situation might have been even more tragic.
Yet the most tragic part was not his physical condition.
It was that the seven Dragon Essences he had refined were extracted by the Heavenly Furnace.
The seven Dragon Essences, each a different color, shimred as they floated within the Heavenly Furnace.
"Long Gongzi, let's hurry!" Ao Luan urged anxiously.
"Wishful thinking!" Princess Long Ji struck again.
"You bitch, you really are in league with Jun Xiaoyao!"
Seeing Princess Long Ji coming for him, Long Aotian was engulfed in fury.
Princess Long Ji genuinely wanted him dead; she was not just saying it.
There was no longer any room for reconciliation between them.
"Wait for !"
Long Aotian felt extrely unwilling; he wanted to reclaim the Dragon Essences, but Princess Long Ji was obstructing him.
If this dragged on, once Jun Xiaoyao was free, he would truly be at risk of falling.
Thinking of this, even if Long Aotian was reluctant, he had no choice but to give up the seven Dragon Essences.
Although he still had a trump card, he dared not fight Jun Xiaoyao again until his cultivation matched Jun Xiaoyao's.
He and Ao Luan together repelled Princess Long Ji and dashed away into the distance.
Beside them, Bai i Er's eyes flashed as she followed suit.
anwhile, on the other side.
Jun Xiaoyao unleashed the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, its power overwhelming, shattering Ao Guang's Great Light Divine Fist.
Ao Guang's phantom also began to crumble inch by inch amidst the fist light.
Ao Guang's eyes revealed a glimr of interest as he coldly remarked, "Interesting. Outsider ants, when I erge from seclusion, you will undoubtedly die…"
As his voice fell, Ao Guang's phantom shattered into countless points of light.
Long Aotian and Ao Luan had already escaped far away.
Jun Xiaoyao withdrew his gaze, shaking his head slightly.
It was indeed a pity that he could not kill Long Aotian this ti.
However, Jun Xiaoyao also understood that it was not so simple to eliminate a protagonist blessed by the heavens in one go.
For instance, this ti, Ao Luan had assisted him.
Next ti, there might be soone else to help him.
But Jun Xiaoyao was not the least bit anxious, nor did he feel regret.
Because he had already gained sothing.
With a wave of his hand, within the Heavenly Furnace, seven dazzling Dragon Essences radiated with brilliant light.
Ordinary Dragon Essences were already extrely precious.
These seven attribute Dragon Essences were even more invaluable, one of Long Aotian's trump cards.
Now, however, they had fallen into Jun Xiaoyao's hands.
"Long Aotian, I want to see what other surprises you can bring ."
Jun Xiaoyao smiled as he collected the seven Dragon Essences.
It was once again the season for harvesting the chives…
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