Not long after, Jun Linglong and Jun Zhangjian returned to the place where Jun Xiaoyao was.
"Young Master, I have brought back the Qingxin Lingcha," Jun Linglong said, a hint of a smile appearing on her pale jade-like face.
"Mm, good..." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly but soon noticed the unusual expressions on Jun Linglong and Jun Zhangjian's faces.
He frowned slightly and walked up to Jun Linglong.
"Young Master?" Jun Linglong's expression froze, feeling a bit awkward.
Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and gently wiped away a faint trace of blood at the corner of Jun Linglong's lips.
Such an intimate gesture made Jun Linglong's face suddenly flush red.
"What happened?"
Jun Xiaoyao asked in a calm tone.
He didn't have particularly strong feelings for Jun Linglong.
At the very least, she was soone by his side.
An attack on Jun Linglong was a provocation against him.
"I'm sorry, Divine Son, I couldn't stop that Jun Wanjie," Jun Zhangjian said apologetically.
"Explain clearly," Jun Xiaoyao replied.
Then, Jun Zhangjian recounted everything that had happened earlier to Jun Xiaoyao.
"You got hurt and still thought of buying tea. Are you foolish?" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
"If the Young Master wants to drink, Linglong will naturally buy it," Jun Linglong said, her heart feeling as sweet as honey upon hearing Jun Xiaoyao's seemingly affectionate words.
"Let's go." Jun Xiaoyao flicked his sleeve and said with his hands behind his back.
"Where to?" Jun Zhangjian instinctively asked.
"Of course, we are going to find that Jun Wanjie," Jun Xiaoyao replied with a smile.
However, that smile carried a hint of coldness.
What gentleman waits ten years for revenge?
What family ties and the greater good? Nonsense!
Revenge should not wait until the next day.
Since Jun Wanjie had taken the initiative to provoke him, Jun Xiaoyao saw no need to spare him any face.
anwhile, at Jun Wanjie's location.
Heikong showed a hint of unwillingness and said, "My lord, since your strength is so great, why not directly suppress that Jun Xiaoyao?"
Having just witnessed Jun Wanjie's domineering display, Heikong was filled with admiration.
He also believed that Jun Wanjie could definitely defeat Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Wanjie shook his head slightly and said, "First of all, that Jun Xiaoyao is an Ancient Sacred Body with Supre Bone; his strength is not weak."
"If it weren't for my advantage in age and realm, I might not be able to deal with him."
"Secondly, the Yuan Tian Supre Secret Vault is about to open. Internal strife with Jun Xiaoyao would affect my state, and I might be reprimanded by the clan elders."
One must admit that Jun Wanjie, having risen from the lower ranks of the collateral line, was not foolish.
On the contrary, he was quite shrewd.
Previously, he had only acted to suppress Jun Zhangjian and Jun Linglong, wanting to slightly curb Jun Xiaoyao's montum.
It was a well-asured action, just right.
This way, he achieved the desired effect without being blad by the clan elders, and it wouldn't affect his participation in the vault competition.
"My lord is truly strategic; I never thought of this," Heikong couldn't help but admire even more.
"And I can guarantee that Jun Xiaoyao will temporarily endure; he will at least wait until after the vault matter before daring to act against ."
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Jun Wanjie's mouth.
However, just as his words fell.
Suddenly, a shockwave ca from outside the loft where he was located.
"What's going on?"
In the mont Jun Wanjie was stunned, a seal fell from the sky, like a teor crashing down.
"It's the Human King Seal!"
Jun Wanjie's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly dodged.
Heikong's face also turned pale as he transford into a black smoke and fled.
Boom!
The heavens and earth shook!
The loft where Jun Wanjie resided was instantly reduced to nothingness, leaving behind a massive pit and spreading large cracks around.
Such a commotion attracted the attention of countless people nearby.
"What happened? Did soone make a move?"
"It seems sothing happened at the fifth sequence of the Jun family. My God, soone actually flattened Jun Wanjie's residence!?"
The entire Southern Sky City was in an uproar!
One must know that it was the residence of the esteed fifth sequence of the Jun family.
Let alone flattening it, even passing by usually required speaking softly.
"Look, that person... could it be the Divine Son of the Jun family!" A cultivator pointed to the sky in surprise.
In the sky, four figures stood tall.
Jun Linglong, Jun Xuehuang, and Jun Zhangjian stood slightly behind.
While Jun Xiaoyao was at the forefront.
One hand was behind his back, and the other had just released a seal.
It was clear that the Human King Seal had been unleashed by him.
"Jun... Xiaoyao!"
A cold voice spread out, accompanied by billions of lightning flashes.
With a loud bang, a figure enveloped in lightning soared into the air—it was Jun Wanjie!
He fixed his gaze on Jun Xiaoyao, his eyes swirling with thunder like two raging pools, lightning flickering incessantly.
He hadn't expected Jun Xiaoyao to be so decisive.
He had just said that before the vault matter ended, Jun Xiaoyao would definitely not act against him.
Yet the next mont, he was imdiately slapped in the face.
Beside him, Heikong also revealed his form, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at Jun Xiaoyao.
He had only heard of Jun Xiaoyao's na before but had never seen him.
Now it was his first ti.
But the impression was certainly profound.
After all, their residence had been turned to nothingness by a single strike from Jun Xiaoyao.
"Jun Xiaoyao, what do you an by this?" Jun Wanjie suppressed his anger and spoke coldly.
"Who gave you the courage to touch my Divine Son's people?"
Jun Xiaoyao's tone was calm yet imposing.
Jun Linglong's heart raced uncontrollably.
Many female cultivators watching nearby were also stirred, wishing they could take Jun Linglong's place.
"I rely punished them a little; I didn't truly harm them. Is the Divine Son's tolerance so limited?" Jun Wanjie's tone was icy to the extre.
"Mm, you're right; my tolerance is indeed quite small. Since that's the case..."
Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly, turning his gaze to Heikong.
Heikong's heart sank like a stone, plumting to the depths.
"You were the one who started it, right? Killing a mindless follower like you is no loss."
As Jun Xiaoyao's words fell, he raised his hand.
A vast golden spiritual power erupted like a volcano, intertwining and condensing into a giant golden rune hand.
With a single grasp, it descended like a mountain, exerting imnse pressure.
"No, how is this possible!" Heikong was terrified, his soul nearly leaving his body.
It was his first ti facing Jun Xiaoyao, and he naturally didn't know that Jun Xiaoyao's might was so formidable!
It felt like facing a young emperor.
"Enough, stop!"
Jun Wanjie also raised his hand, intertwining lightning divine light to form a giant thunder hand, trying to intercept Jun Xiaoyao.
"My Divine Son wants to kill; can you stop ?" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head and sighed.
He extended his other hand, unleashing dragon energy that transford into a golden dragon claw, colliding with Jun Wanjie's attack.
It was the divine ability he had refined from Long Haotian's dragon essence, the Dragon Interception Hand.
anwhile, Jun Xiaoyao continued to suppress Heikong.
Heikong gritted his teeth and once again used the unique technique of the Heiyun clan, transforming into mist.
The golden rune hand directly dispersed the black mist but couldn't kill him.
"Hehe, what Zero Sequence? It's nothing much; if you can't even kill , how can you compete with my lord!"
Heikong's form reassembled, his face pale and filled with lingering fear, but he felt a sense of relief in his heart.
It seed that for the ti being, Jun Xiaoyao couldn't do anything to him.
"Are you really that mindless?" Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly, as if looking at a clown.
He raised his hand again, activating the Divine Elephant Suppression Technique.
A pitch-black hell furnace descended from the sky, like a furnace for refining gods and demons, erupting with endless suction.
"No, what is this!?" Heikong was terrified, his soul nearly fleeing.
He hurriedly transford into mist again.
But all the black mist was instantly absorbed and refined by the hell furnace.
From within, Heikong's shrill screams echoed.
Monts later, the screams abruptly ceased...
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