The mbers of the Iron Bone Race, as well as the Celestial Pride of the Gongming Family, including Gongming Lan, felt their scalps tingle and their hearts tremble violently as they watched.
"How can this outsider from the Human Race be so strong?" Gongming Lan's voice was trembling.
He had just mocked Cang Yue for bringing an outsider from the Heaven-Reaching Realm here.
He even said that Jun Xiaoyao would likely be torn apart by the creatures of the Burial Soil imdiately.
But now, it's the creatures of the Burial Soil being slaughtered.
Que Tian's expression was also sowhat unnatural.
Although he was ranked among the top ten young Celestial Prides of the Yin Nether Realm, facing Jun Xiaoyao now felt like facing an invincible Divine King!
At this ti, a creature from the Iron Bone Race made a move.
"Outsider, don't be arrogant. Let test your strength!" A strong man from the Iron Bone Race threw a punch.
His body shimred with flecks of tallic luster, appearing solid and cold.
The Iron Bone Race wasn't foolish; they were confident in themselves.
The killing abilities of the Iron Bone Race might not be the strongest.
But their defensive and life-preserving capabilities were undoubtedly number one.
Their bodies were comparable to Divine Weapons, incredibly hard.
That's why they dared to test Jun Xiaoyao.
Even if defeated, at least Jun Xiaoyao couldn't kill them.
Seeing the Iron Bone Race make a move, Jun Xiaoyao's face was unchanged.
He remained unremarkable, throwing a punch.
As for physical strength, Jun Xiaoyao had never feared anyone.
Boom!
Golden blood surged, boiling like an ocean, pouring out.
With the hundred billion jin of Divine Power, accompanied by the mighty physique of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, he suppressed it.
Bam!
Jun Xiaoyao punched transcendently!
When the burly man from the Iron Bone Race realized it, he found that his chest had been pierced by Jun Xiaoyao's fist!
A huge hole appeared in his chest.
But because of the Iron Bone Race's special physique, there was no bleeding, only a grim black hole.
"This... impossible... I am from the Iron Bone Race."
The burly man's eyes widened like Copper Bells, completely incredulous.
Their bodies were comparable to Divine Weapon Sharp Tools, invulnerable to water, fire, knives, and guns.
Now they were pierced by Jun Xiaoyao's punch.
Jun Xiaoyao slapped with his palm.
The strong man's entire head was slapped off, bouncing like a ball.
Jun Xiaoyao again threw punches in quick succession, fiercely smashing all the young creatures of the Iron Bone Race.
The scene was too shocking.
The Iron Bone Race, known for their unparalleled physical defense, seed like paper tigers in front of Jun Xiaoyao, torn apart at will.
"Is this... Could this outsider be a True Dragon Descendant?" a creature from the Burial Soil stamred.
In their eyes, only a True Dragon Young could have such terrifying physical power.
"Too terrifying, no wonder he could co to the Burial Soil, he really has so skills." The other creatures were slightly trembling.
Initially, so of them looked down on Jun Xiaoyao, and even considered him as Flesh and Blood Treasure dicine.
But now, probably no one dared to have any such thoughts about Jun Xiaoyao anymore.
Outside the Yin Yang Soul Pond, the elders of the Cyan Ghost Race and Iron Bone Race were furious, unable to resist making a move.
But they were stopped by the elder of the Cang Family.
"Do you intend to break the agreent? The Celestial Prides entering the Yin Yang Soul Pond have their life and death decided by fate, falling is normal."
The elder of the Cang Family spoke out in support, not entirely for Jun Xiaoyao.
It was mainly because, if Jun Xiaoyao could obtain the Yin Yang Divine Fruit,
then Cangxue would be saved.
If the Yin Sha Body grew, the minimum achievent would be a Saint, possibly even stronger.
The elders of the two clans had faces like iron, unable to retort.
In the Yin Yang Soul Pond, only the Celestial Prides of the Gongming Family, Que Tian, Jun Xiaoyao, Cang Yue, and Ancient Chi remained.
As for the remaining Burial Soil creatures, they had no strength and could only watch from afar, not daring to participate.
"You want to offer as blood food to your young master?" Jun Xiaoyao's tone carried a touch of amusent as he looked at Que Tian.
Que Tian's face was sullen.
He realized that Jun Xiaoyao was a fierce person, and showed no rcy in his actions.
"Outsider, you may be prestigious outside, possibly an heir of Immortal Influence."
"But here, in the Eternal Burial Land of the Underworld, the Fallen Feather Race is the king, and my young master is the strongest Celestial Pride of the Fallen Feather Race."
"Have you considered the consequences of being at odds with my young master?"
Que Tian's tone was stern, seemingly confident.
"Is this relying on a powerful backer?" Jun Xiaoyao laughed.
This made Que Tian's eyes flash with murderous light, but he was apprehensive of Jun Xiaoyao, not daring to attack alone.
"What are you still hesitating for? Do you want an outsider to obtain the Yin Yang Divine Fruit?" Que Tian shouted coldly.
"Exactly, the fortune of the Burial Soil cannot fall to an outsider!"
Gongming Lan and other Celestial Prides of the Gongming Clan also made their move simultaneously.
"And you, Ancient Chi?" Que Tian looked at Ancient Chi.
Although Ancient Chi was his defeated opponent, he was still a force.
Ancient Chi's expression changed.
His previous actions had already ford a grudge with Jun Xiaoyao.
Instead of feeling uneasy, it was better to take the opportunity to unite with others and eliminate Jun Xiaoyao.
He also decided to take action, beginning to use his Techniques.
"Ancient Chi, you!"
Cang Yue's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief that Ancient Chi would backstab at a critical mont.
"Cang Yue, this is the Burial Soil, we cannot let an outsider Human Race act recklessly!" Ancient Chi said righteously.
But ultimately, it was jealousy toward Jun Xiaoyao.
"I must have been blind!" Cang Yue scolded.
A crowd of Burial Soil creatures all attacked.
Behind Que Tian, the pair of decaying wings flapped, and suddenly, a black tide surged.
A wave of black tide, filled with decaying corpses, surged out.
This was a talent Divine Technique of his as a Bone-rotting Sparrow, the Tide of Decaying Corpses.
Any creature stained by it would rot all over.
If trapped in the Tide of Decaying Corpses, they would surely die.
Que Tian imdiately used his bottom-drawer Techniques, clearly showing his fear of Jun Xiaoyao.
Ancient Chi also attacked with all his strength.
He conjured a Dark Seal, seemingly entwined with countless Vengeful Spirits.
This was also his inherent talent Divine Technique, the Resentful Spirit Seal, carried by his Ghost Owl body.
Watching the powerful Techniques rush towards them, Cang Yue's face turned white as paper.
"Stand behind ." Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, not even intending to make a move.
Cang Yue bit her silver teeth and stood behind Jun Xiaoyao.
For so reason, looking at the tall white-robed figure in front of her, Cang Yue's anxiously restless heart cald down.
It seed that this figure could shield her from all storms.
This sense of security was overwhelming!
Seeing that Jun Xiaoyao didn't even intend to make a move, Que Tian's eyes flashed and he said.
"Has this outsider given up on resisting completely?"
Bang!
The flood ford by various Techniques engulfed the figures of Jun Xiaoyao and Cang Yue.
"Sister, Young Master!" Outside, watching the battle, Cangxue was anxious and on edge.
"Finally dead, pity for that foolish Cang Yue." Ancient Chi sneered coldly.
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