The entire place fell silent at the young king's words.
Everyone wanted to know how Jun Xiaoyao passed all fifty Floors of the test.
"I can pass if I wish. Why would I need to explain myself to a chicken like you?"
Jun Xiaoyao couldn't be bothered to explain himself.
However, his words left everyone dumbfounded.
To call the Little Peng King of the Golden Winged Roc clan a Golden Chicken was an insult to him.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you!" The Golden-Winged Roc King was so furious that his organs felt as if they were on fire. The pair of wings on his back flapped as the sword feathers vibrated.
As the descendant of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan of the Sacred Mountain of Garuda, he had never suffered such humiliation before.
So what if Jun Xiaoyao had just broken the record of the Heavenly Dao Tower?
No one knew whether Jun Xiaoyao had cleared the level with his own strength or some special method.
Jun Xiaoyao stood in midair with his hands behind his back. "Those who don't like me, come at me together. I don't have that much time to deal with them one by one."
His strength had increased by a huge margin. He needed a few punching bags to test his strength.
Upon hearing Jun Xiaoyao's tone, not many people criticized his arrogance. After all, Jun Xiaoyao had just broken an ancient record and was currently in the limelight.
What's more, they were also very curious about what kind of opportunity Jun Xiaoyao got on the 50th Floor and how powerful he was.
Golden-Winged Roc King was brimming with fighting spirit. Golden light shot out of his eyes. He was a competitive person to begin with, so he was unwilling to be weaker than others.
"Amitabha. Benefactor Jun, I'm willing to fight you for a bit." Fahai couldn't take it anymore and was about to attack.
Otherwise, he suspected that cracks would appear in his state of mind.
As for Ye Xingyun, his expression kept changing. In the end, he didn't make a move.
"I'm not in a rush to deal with him right now. Once I get to the lower realm and find the treasure of the Wuji Star Palace, my cultivation will soar and I'll be able to reign supreme all the way. It won't be impossible for me to defeat Jun Xiaoyao."
Ye Xingyun muttered to himself.
He was obviously a coward, yet he had to find excuses to comfort himself.
Jun Xiaoyao glanced around. The Shengzi, Xia Lan, and the others didn't even have the courage to meet his eyes.
Eventually, his gaze fell on Ji Qingyi.
"Is the divine lady of the Ji family not willing to fight?"
Ji Qingyi was slightly stunned. She didn't expect Jun Xiaoyao to direct the conversation at her.
However, she then said softly, "You must be joking, Daoist Xiaoyao. I have no intention of fighting back."
Many cultivators were shocked to see the saintess of the Renxian Sect shunning the battle.
Jun Xiaoyao was already invincible among the younger generation of the Huangtian Mystic Realm.
Jun Xiaoyao, on the other hand, shook his head to himself. He had missed the opportunity to take in a female slave… no, a sparring session.
"Then you two are the only ones left. Come at me together," Jun Xiaoyao said faintly.
"How arrogant!"
Unable to bear it any longer, the little Peng King raised his head and roared. The 108,000 sword feathers on his back burst forth and transformed into a torrent!
It was as if 108,000 golden flying swords had pierced through the sky and shattered the firmament!
Every single feather of the sword exuded a sharp sword qi that left one shuddering in fear!
One could easily imagine the power of 108,000 sword feathers being unleashed at the same time. It made many cultivators pale and tremble in fear.
Meanwhile, Fahai made his move.
He stomped on the ground, causing the earth to shatter from the powerful shockwave. Meanwhile, his body rose into the air.
A thick golden light burst out as his body grew in size, making him look like a golden Buddha.
"That's the secret body forging method of the western paradise, the Zhangliu Golden Body!" some elders exclaimed.
This was an extremely powerful body forging method that was comparable to a supreme method.
Once a cultivator reached Major Accomplishment, they would be indestructible. Even if their Essence Soul was destroyed, their physical body would still exist in the world.
An old man exclaimed, "I never thought that the Buddhist Child of the Xiaotian of this generation could cultivate the Zhangliu Golden Body to such a level."
Regardless of anything else, Fahai would be able to stand firm among the top geniuses with his Golden Body of Junjian.
The Golden-Winged Little Peng King and the Buddhist Child of the Western Paradise. Any one of them could stand at the pinnacle of geniuses.
Now, however, they were all attacking Jun Xiaoyao together.
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm as he raised his palm and slapped it down.
It was a simple palm strike, yet it was no ordinary one.
That was because the palm contained 3.7 billion catties of force!
What did that mean?
It was far beyond the imagination of some cultivators.
Boom!
The air emitted an ear-piercing sonic boom. All the air in front of Jun Xiaoyao's palm was compressed, causing the void to tremble like a lake.
This was the manifestation of the ultimate power!
Bang!
One palm!
It was only one palm strike!
All 108,000 sword feathers were destroyed!
The terrifying force and wind from the palm smashed the Golden-Winged Roc King hard into the ground.
There was also Fahai. Although he had activated the Zhangliu Golden Body and increased his physical strength exponentially, he was still sent flying by Jun Xiaoyao's palm strike. Blood spurted from his mouth continuously.
Eventually, the palm strike collapsed several buildings not far away before barely stopping.
The cultivators present shuddered at the sight.
How terrifying!
It was simply indescribable!
Jun Xiaoyao didn't even have to resort to any tricks. With just a simple palm, he was able to overwhelm the Little Roc King and Fahai!
"The divine child of the Jun family has grown even stronger. What kind of method does he cultivate?"
"Is this what makes the Sacred Body of the Ancients so terrifying? How many shackles did the divine child of the Jun family break?"
Many geniuses cried out in disbelief.
Ji Qingyi's gaze was unprecedentedly solemn.
In terms of physical strength alone, ten of her combined couldn't compare to Jun Xiaoyao.
"Ahem… Jun Xiaoyao, you…" The Little Peng King coughed out blood as he emerged from the deep pit. His eyes were as ferocious as those of a beast.
That was utterly humiliating.
What was even more infuriating was that the Nine-headed Lion was sneering at this moment. It sneered and said, "You're still mocking me for following my master. No matter what, I'm still my master's mount. What about you? You can't even withstand a single slap from my master. You're truly a piece of trash."
The Nine-headed Lion's mockery almost left the Golden Peng King exasperated.
On the other side, Fahai's Zhangliu Golden Body also looked like it was about to crack. The wounds on his body were bleeding, making him look terrifying.
His expression was also extremely cold.
"I don't believe it!"
Fahai continued to attack.
"Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Supreme Treasure of the World, Wisdom of all Buddhas, and Wisdom of the Void!"
As Fa Hai chanted the sutras, he activated the supreme technique of the western paradise, the Mighty Heavenly Dragon Sutra.
All of a sudden, Buddhist light illuminated the place as Buddhas appeared one after another. Along with the Heavenly Dragons and Protectors, they served as a backdrop for the divine child Fahai.
As for the Golden-Winged Roc King, he unleashed his full power and unleashed the powerful bloodline Abhijna of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan.
The phantom of a divine roc manifested in the void, tearing apart several true dragons.
It was the Abhijna of the Golden-winged Roc Clan, the Sky Roc Painting!
This could be said to be the ultimate move of both of them. Now that they unleashed it at the same time, even young supreme beings like Jun Lingcang and Ji Qingyi were frowning.
If they were in their shoes, it would've been rather difficult for them to withstand the ultimate moves of these two people.
However, Jun Xiaoyao's expression didn't change. He threw a punch.
The power of reincarnation burst forth, affecting the heaven and earth as if it could shatter the heavens.
Six terrifying whirlpools of reincarnation pressed down together with Jun Xiaoyao's fist.
It was the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!
As soon as the fist was thrown, heaven and earth trembled in fear.
The punch seemed to be able to bring all living things to the brink of death. The void cracked and the surrounding plants withered.
"What kind of absolute art is this?!"
A rare look of horror appeared on the little Peng King's face.
Fahai's expression changed drastically. He felt an unprecedented sense of fear!
Bang!
With a single punch, the ground cracked open for dozens of miles, turning everything around into dust.
Fahai and the Golden-Winged Roc King were directly smashed into the ground. It was unknown if they were still alive.
Everyone was filled with fear and horror.
It was as if this fist technique was trying to pull people into the cycle of reincarnation. Their bodies and souls were about to be pulverized!