This voice, incredibly cold and calm, wasn't loud at all.
Yet sohow, it echoed in everyone's ears.
Upon hearing this voice, everyone was first dazed, then their minds exploded instantly!
Especially those who had heard this voice before, one by one their gaze shifted abruptly, showing an unprecedented look of shock.
He's coming, he's coming!
That man, he has arrived!
In the distant heavens, a Fairy Dragon with a slender figure carrying the majesty of the Dragon Race, cloud-swimming, appeared.
On the dragon's head, standing against the wind, was a slender young figure.
The breeze lifted his long hair, revealing a handso face filled with divine indifference and chill.
Like Heaven, overlooking the ants of the mortal realm!
He stood there with hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, surrounded by endless Immortal Radiance, with mist swirling, like the progeny of an Immortal Emperor and the offspring of a Divine!
He approached riding the dragon calmly, yet gave off the feeling as if Immortal Gods were descending to the world.
"It's... the Jun Family's Divine Son, he has co!"
"How is that possible? I cannot accurately sense the cultivation aura of the Jun Family's Divine Son?"
"Oh my, why do I feel like an Immortal has descended?"
With Jun Xiaoyao's appearance, the entire place erupted!
If there was sothing missing from this battle concerning the Jun Family,
It would naturally be the absence of the Jun Family's core soul figure, Jun Family's Divine Son, Jun Xiaoyao.
Many people thought Jun Xiaoyao might not co.
But now, he has co!
The arrival of Jun Xiaoyao was undoubtedly like igniting an explosive, attracting widespread attention!
Many familiar people were so excited that they couldn't contain themselves.
"Xiaoyao..." Seeing that familiar, handso figure, Jiang Shengyi's eyes trembled, realizing for the first ti how much she missed him.
"Brother Xiaoyao..." Jiang Luoli's big eyes were also filled with strong yearning.
And Yan Qingying, Wu Mingyue, Su Ziqiong, Hua Xiqing, Bai i'Er, these won who had varying relationships with Jun Xiaoyao, each gazed with infatuated looks as if they turned foolish.
Moreover, even won like Ji Qingyi, Little Demon Immortal, Yan Rung, who weren't too close to Jun Xiaoyao, were also stunned, sowhat incredulous.
"His aura, why does it feel..." Ji Qingyi's clear eyes showed signs of confusion.
"Is he the Jun Family's Divine Son?" Ji Changkong furrowed his brows.
When Ji Qingyi ntioned it before, he was slightly dismissive.
But now, seeing him, this presence, this aura, does indeed have so substance.
"Am I seeing things? Isn't Jun Family's Divine Son stepping on... Princess Long Ji?"
"Whoa, bullseye, he really uses Princess Long Ji as a mount!"
All around, many Celestial Prides saw that Fairy Dragon, each with stunned eyes, unable to believe it.
"Jun... Xiao... Yao!"
If anyone present had the most hatred for Jun Xiaoyao, it would undeniably be Long Aotian.
His golden dragon eyes carried an intense look of hatred and coldness.
Especially upon seeing Princess Long Ji indeed used as Jun Xiaoyao's mount, Long Aotian was burning with wrath.
The woman he wanted to marry as his Main Palace was made into a mount by Jun Xiaoyao.
This was plainly naked humiliation and a slap to the face!
Not only did Long Aotian have murderous intent towards Jun Xiaoyao, Wang Teng did too.
"If you didn't appear, it might have been fine, but now that you've shown up, don't bla , the Young Emperor." A cold, extre hue appeared in Wang Teng's eyes.
Jun Xiaoyao not only obstructed his union with Jiang Shengyi but also extinguished one of his Spirit Bodies.
If he didn't defeat Jun Xiaoyao personally, where would his dignity be?
On the other side, Jun Mulan and other rankings showed incredible joy.
They knew that since Jun Xiaoyao erged from seclusion, his strength certainly must have made great progress.
Though at this mont Jun Xiaoyao's aura was deep and unfathomable, no one could probe his specific realm.
At this mont, a noisy voice akin to a crow's sounded.
"You are Jun Xiaoyao, daring to provoke my people from the Demon God Palace, aren't you going to kneel and apologize!"
The speaker was none other than the ancient anomaly of Demon God Palace, the descendant of Demon Dao Venerable, Wushuo.
Jun Xiaoyao's gaze shifted faintly to Wushuo.
Late Stage of Celestial God Realm cultivation, indeed not ordinary.
If it were Jun Xiaoyao before seclusion, handling him might indeed require so effort.
But now...
Hehe...
"What, scared speechless?" Wushuo's lips curled into a cold smile.
anwhile, outside of the battle, Yan Rung, for so reason, watching Jun Xiaoyao with an unfathomable aura, felt a strong ominous sensation in her heart.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't utter a single word.
Straightforwardly, he extended a palm, conjuring countless Dao Patterns, interweaved within the Void, turning into a mana giant palm towering over the sky.
And with this palm extended, Jun Xiaoyao's true realm cultivation also fully erupted.
Endless Dao Patterns encircled him, profound and enigmatic runes flickered within the Void.
"This... this aura... like Jun Mo Xiao and Nether God Crown Prince..."
"Did I sense it wrong, Dao God Realm?"
"Jun Family's Divine Son's cultivation is at Dao God Realm!?"
Everywhere, countless people were stagnated in astonishnt.
And feeling the power of this Dao God palm, Wushuo, who previously had a cold smile, also underwent a complete change in expression.
"Dao God Realm, how is that possible!?"
Wushuo let out a shriek, simultaneously transforming into his true form.
A giant crow appeared with eyes like dark red, and feathers pitch black.
This was the Calamity Demon Crow.
He directly invoked the Lifebound Divine Techniques of the Calamity Demon Crow, terrifying Demonic Sound transmuted into apocalyptic sound waves, spreading out.
However...
Jun Xiaoyao's mana palm descended, extinguishing all sound waves.
Along with it, the Calamity Demon Crow was directly caught in his hand.
Jun Xiaoyao stretched his hand towards the Void, and then abruptly clenched!
The mana hand interwoven with Dao Patterns also abruptly closed!
Crack!
Blood spurted, bones shattered, crow feathers flew in disarray!
Wushuo's flesh body along with his Primordial Spirit was entirely crushed!
The ancient anomaly of Demon God Palace, Wushuo, has fallen!
Silent!
Unprecedented silence!
An extinction-like silence!
Everyone present seed to have their souls extracted, as if only a shell remained!
They saw what? A strong ancient anomaly of Late Stage Celestial God Realm, crushed to death by Jun Xiaoyao with a single hand!
Jun Xiaoyao never even bothered to speak a single word with Wushuo throughout.
Society's Brother Jun, ruthless yet scarce with words!
"A palm crushing an ancient anomaly, tell , am I dreaming..."
"I also feel like I'm dreaming, how is this possible..."
All observing Celestial Prides felt as if they were in a dream.
This was a powerful ancient anomaly of trendous bloodline, exalted and unparalleled!
Yet so easily annihilated by Jun Xiaoyao in one move.
Yan Rung was dumbfounded, her flawless visage lost all color.
She had imagined many scenarios, except for the one unfolding before her.
Jun Xiaoyao, slaughtering ancient anomalies like trampling ants!
"Kill if I wish, annihilate if I wish, humiliate if I wish, have you prepared to bear the wrath of I, the Divine Son?" Jun Xiaoyao stood with hands behind his back, his face indifferent.
Like a Divine, controlling life and death!
User Comments
0 comments from readers