nared in Jun Xiaoyao's meticulous schemes, never truly had the opportunity to grow.And this Mu Xuan, Jun Xiaoyao is equally impossible to let him grow up.Although he was not afraid.But since I need to...The voice was incredibly cold and flat, not particularly loud.
But it was strange, it echoed in everyone's ears.
Upon hearing the sound, everyone was taken aback, their minds immediately exploding with surprise!
Especially some who had heard the sound, their eyes widened and turned to look, their expressions filled with unprecedented horror.
Here it comes!
That man, he's here!
In the distance, a celestial dragon with a slender figure and an air of nobility emerged from the clouds and mist.
Upon the dragon's head, a young figure with an elegant posture stood proudly, facing the wind.
A gentle breeze ruffled his long hair, revealing a face of breathtaking beauty. His expression was one of divine indifference and cold aloofness.
Like heaven, overlooking all beings as ants!
He stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering in the wind. A celestial glow surrounded him, and mists swirled around him like a vision of an immortal son, a descendant of the gods!
He arrived, riding the wind and dragon, so silently that it felt as if a deity had descended upon the world.
"He... is the Divine Son of your esteemed family! He has arrived!"
"How is this possible I can't even accurately sense the cultivation aura of the divine son of the Jun family"
"Goodness, how do I feel like a celestial being has descended"
As Jun Xiaoyao appeared, the whole audience was in an uproar!
If this battle concerning the Jun family is still lacking something.
Of course, it lacked the core soul figure of the Jun family, the Jun family's godson, Jun Xiaoyao.
Many people believe that Jun Xiaoyao may not come.
But now, he is here!
The arrival of Jun Xiaoyao was undoubtedly like detonating a bomb, causing an uproar and attracting attention from all directions!
Many familiar faces, and it was even more touching to be so excited.
"Freely..." Seeing that familiar handsome figure, Jiang Shengyi's eyes trembled. This was when she realized that she could miss someone so much.
"Brother Xiaoyao..." Jiang Lorie's big eyes were also filled with a deep longing.
And there were also Yan Qingying, Wu Mingyue, Su Ziqiong, Hua Xiqing, Bai Meier, these women who had more or less some relationship with Jun Xiaoyao, their eyes were all infatuated, as if they had gone silly.
Furthermore, even Ji Qingyi, Xiao Mo Xian, and Yan Ru Meng, whose relationships with Jun Xiaoyao were not particularly close, also had stunned expressions, seemingly unable to believe what they were seeing.
"His aura... how does it feel..." Ji Qingyi's clear pupils held a look of confusion.
"Could he be the Divine Son of the Jun Family" Ji Changkong frowned.
Before this, when Ji Qingyi told him, he wasn't quite convinced.
But now that I see it with my own eyes, this temperament, this bearing, is indeed quite something.
"Am I seeing things, or is the Divine Son of the Jun family standing on Princess Longji"
"Holy crap, that's insane! They actually treated Princess Longji as a mount!"
On all sides, many prodigies saw the celestial dragon, their eyes were dazed and they couldn't believe it.
"Lord… Free… Wanderer!"
If anyone in the room hated Jun Xiaoyao the most, it would naturally be Long Aotiān.
His golden dragon eyes were filled with extreme hatred and coldness.
Especially seeing Princess Longji become Jun Xiaoyao's mount, Long Aotian was so angry that his five internal organs felt like they were burning.
He wanted to take her as his main wife, but she was treated as a mount by Jun Xiaoyao.
This is utterly humiliating and a slap in the face!
Not only does Long Aotian harbor murderous intentions towards Jun Xiaoyao, but Wang Teng does as well.
"It's fine that you didn't appear. Since you've taken the initiative to show yourself, don't blame me, Your Majesty." A frigid light flashed in Wang Teng's eyes.
Not only did Jun Xiaoyao obstruct his marriage with Jiang Shengyi, but he also destroyed one of his spiritual bodies.
Without defeating Jun Xiaoyao with his own hands, how can he claim to be formidable
While on the other side, Jun Mulan and the others displayed expressions of immense surprise.
They know that since Jun Xiaoyao has left the seclusion, his strength must have made a huge leap.
But at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's aura was unfathomable, and no one could discern his true realm.
At that moment, a cacophonous voice like that of a crow rang out.
"You are Jun Xiaoyao, daring to provoke the people of my Yao Shen Palace, don't you kneel down and apologize!"
The one who spoke was none other than Wu Shu, the ancient freak of Yaoshen Palace, the descendant of the Demon Dao Supreme.
Jun Xiaoyao's gaze, light and casual, shifted to Wu Shu.
The cultivation base of the late stage Heavenly God Realm is indeed extraordinary.
If it were the Jun Xiaoyao before his seclusion, dealing with him might actually require quite a bit of effort.
But now…
Hehe...
"Well, well. Scared into silence" Wu Shu's lips curled into a sneer.
Meanwhile, Yan Rumeng, who had not participated in the battle, felt a sense of foreboding looking at Jun Xiaoyao's unfathomable aura for some reason.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't say a word.
With a simple, straightforward palm strike, countless veins intertwined within the void, transforming into a colossal, heaven-covering palm of magical power.
And as this palm shot out, Jun Xiaoyao's true realm and cultivation base were also completely unleashed.
Around him, endless Dao patterns swirled, various mysterious and profound runes flickering in the void.
"This...this aura...it's the same as Jun Mo Xiao and Prince of Hades..."
"Haven't I sensed it correctly, the Dao God Realm"
"The young master of the Jun family is at the Dao God realm!"
On all sides, countless people were frozen in stunned silence.
...and feeling the power of that divine palm strike, Usaku, whose mouth had previously been curled into a sneer, underwent a complete transformation in his expression.
"The Dao God Realm, how is that possible!"
Wu Shu let out a shrill shriek and instantly manifested his true form.
A giant raven with crimson eyes and pitch-black feathers appeared.
It is the Calamity Raven.
He directly activated the Calamity Raven's innate divine ability, the terrifying demonic sound transforming into apocalyptic sound waves that spread outwards.
However...
Jun Xiaoyao's magical palm pressed down, obliterating all sound waves.
Along with the Calamity Raven, it was directly grasped in his hand.
Jun Xiaoyao reached out his hand towards the void, then clenched it suddenly!
The interwoven hand of magic suddenly clenched shut!
Aha!
Blood splattered, bones shattered, raven feathers flew!
Wusuo's physical body along with his primordial spirit, were completely crushed!
Silence!
An unprecedented silence!
A deathly silence, as if the heavens and earth had vanished!
All eyes in the audience, were as if their souls had been ripped away, leaving behind only empty shells!
They saw what, a powerful ancient monster from the late Heaven God realm, being crushed to death by Jun Xiaoyao with one hand!
Jun Xiaoyao didn't even bother to utter a single word of nonsense to Wusuo from beginning to end.
I'm a man of few words, but I get things done!
"Squeezing a monster from ancient times to death with one palm, tell me, am I dreaming..."
"I also feel like I'm dreaming, how is this possible..."
All the spectators, who had come to watch, were like in a dream.
This is quite the powerful and high-born ancient freak of nature!
Just like that, he was instantly defeated by Jun Xiaoyao's single move.
She had thought of all sorts of scenarios, but never this one.
"You want to kill me You want to destroy me You want to insult me ... Are you prepared to face the wrath of this deity" Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his expression cold.
Like a deity, in command of life and death!ad previously given Ji Mingxiang a talisman condensed with magic power. 。But now it's obviously not working. 。“Understood” 。Ji Mingxiang nodded slightly. 。And at this moment, on the stage, there stood...