"Stop!"
Seeing the Heavenly Demon Crown Prince attacking Jun Ying'er, Fang Han roared.
However, his chest was in intense pain and blood was flowing out. He was severely injured and had no way to save her.
"How dare you!"
Emperor Dayin and the others couldn't sit still anymore.
Jun Ying'er was a member of the Jun family. They couldn't just stand by and watch as the members of the Jun family were subdued by the sinkins.
As such, the Dayin Dynasty made their move.
At the same time, the alliance of the four major clans launched their attacks.
The Heavenly Demon prince's act of suppressing Jun Ying'er ignited the flames of war like a explosion.
At the same time, several figures with monstrous demonic aura appeared in the void not far away.
Two of them were dressed in black robes. Their demonic aura was raging and they exuded the aura of demonic saints.
It was none other than the Demon saint of the Demon God Palace who had concealed his identity.
It wasn't appropriate for them to show their identities on the surface, so they could only help the Heavenly Demon Royal Family in such a way.
Of course, in terms of strength and lineup, the Sin Clan naturally won.
"It's useless, Jun Ying'er. No one can save you!"
The Heavenly Demon Crown Prince extended his palm. A blood-colored palm print appeared, suffused with a blood-colored demonic qi, and exploded in all directions.
Jun Ying'er staggered backward from the impact, coughing up blood from her cherry lips.
She looked at the blood-colored palm print that came crashing down like a cage.
Despite Jun Ying'er's determination, a hint of despair was seen in her bright eyes.
After all, she was just a teenager.
Fang Han, who was watching the scene unfold, struggled and was unable to attack.
After all, he was not the unparalleled hero that he wished Jun Ying'er saw him as.
"It's over. I will torture you from here on out!" The Heavenly Demon Crown Prince wore a twisted smile.
A hint of desperation appeared in Jun Ying'er's eyes.
She would rather die than fall into the Heavenly Demon Crown Prince's hands and be humiliated.
"It's a pity that I couldn't fulfill my wish. Brother, I won't be able to return to the Mystic Realm to see you for the rest of my life."
Jun Ying'er closed her eyes. A tear quietly rolled down from the corner of her eye.
At that moment, the clamor of war in the surroundings seemed to have been sucked away.
Under such absolute silence…
Jun Ying'er heard a gentle and indifferent voice.
"How dare you attack the members of the Jun family! Who do you think you are?!"
Upon hearing that voice, Jun Ying'er abruptly opened her eyes.
Then, she saw the most unforgettable scene of her life.
A massive golden palm print pressed down from the sky like a golden mountain!
The clouds in the sky were obliterated, sweeping across the entire realm!
As the golden palm fell, a corner of the sky collapsed.
"Who is it?!"
The Heavenly Demon crown prince's hair stood on end as he screamed in horror.
He didn't even have time to react.
A loud rumble was heard.
The golden palm print that fell from the sky smashed the Heavenly Demon Crown Prince into the ground!
Boom!
It was as if a magnitude 10 earthquake had occurred, causing the earth to tremble.
A palm-shaped crater was seen on the ground. Thick cracks spread in all directions like cobwebs.
Silence!
It was dead silent!
This sudden palm print that fell from the sky directly smashed the Heavenly Demon Crown Prince into the ground. It was unknown if he was still alive.
Such an impact was simply too shocking!
Even the newly opened battlefield was temporarily frozen.
Some saints wore astonished expressions.
In the sky, a transcendent figure in a white robe was seen walking on air.
He was like the son of a deity, the descendant of a demigod!
It was Jun Xiaoyao!
His white robe was fluttering in the wind, his hair was jet-black, and his skin looked as if it was carved out of divine jade. He looked elegant and dashing!
"Is that… a deity?" Some cultivators of the Dayin Dynasty were dumbfounded.
As for Jun Ying'er, she was even more shocked than ever before!
At that moment, a figure dressed in fluttering white robes who looked like a deity was seen walking on clouds of divine light.
In her mind, he looked like the unparalleled hero who descended from the sky, his white robe fluttering in the wind as he stepped on the colorful clouds.
No!
It should be said that the current Jun Xiaoyao was even more extraordinary than the unparalleled hero that Jun Ying'er dreamed of!
Jun Xiaoyao's suave and dashing appearance, as well as the way he slapped the Heavenly Demon Crown Prince with one palm, made him even more outstanding than the unparalleled hero she had always dreamed of!
Jun Ying'er's heart was instantly shot by Cupid's arrow.
She was not someone who would fall in love at first sight.
Now, however, Jun Xiaoyao was a perfect match for all her fantasies as a young girl.
In fact, he was far, far superior!
At that moment, Jun Xiaoyao's appearance brought the entire battlefield to a standstill.
"I… am I seeing things? The Heavenly Demon Crown Prince was smashed into the ground by that young master in white?"
"That's right. That palm print was too terrifying. Just what is the cultivation of that young master in white?"
After a brief period of dead silence, a huge commotion broke out.
The entire battle was thrown into chaos by Jun Xiaoyao's single hand. It was temporarily halted.
"Who… who is he?"
On the ground, the haggard and bloodied Fang Han was stunned.
Then, he saw Jun Ying'er's expression again. She looked as if she was in a daze and was left completely dumbfounded.
Jun Xiaoyao turned a blind eye to the shock, surprise, and astonishment of the people around him.
He was the first to look at Jun Ying'er.
'That's right, it's her,' Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.
As Jun Wanjie had been by his side before, Jun Xiaoyao was still familiar with Jun Wanjie's bloodline aura.
The young girl before him, who was wearing a light purple dress, had the same bloodline aura as Jun Wanjie.
Their ages matched.
Without a doubt, this young girl was Jun Wanjie's sister who had fallen into the lower realm.
However, Jun Xiaoyao saw Jun Ying'er's slightly swollen face with a palm print.
His figure became slightly blurry and he appeared before Jun Ying'er in the next moment.
Jun Ying'er's cheeks were slightly flushed. She didn't know what to do.
She was very composed when facing Fang Han and the others.
However, he felt rather flustered when facing the handsome young man in white.
Her heart was pounding like a little deer.
Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and stroked the side of Jun Ying'er's slightly swollen face.
Jun Ying'er's heart beat even faster.
Logically speaking, if a stranger were to treat her like this, it would be considered flirting. Jun Ying'er would definitely be furious.
Now, however, Jun Ying'er behaved like an obedient porcelain doll.
Jun Ying'er actually wanted to refuse, but Jun Xiaoyao was simply too handsome!
More importantly, Jun Ying'er could tell that Jun Xiaoyao didn't seem to be flirting with her at all.
"Who did this?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.
"Princess Yaksha," Jun Ying'er pursed her lips and said in an aggrieved manner.
Jun Xiaoyao gently stroked his palm. The divine light emanated from his body.
In an instant, Jun Ying'er's face returned to its original state, looking as fair as jade.
Fang Han was so depressed that he felt like vomiting blood.
Although he and Jun Ying'er didn't have any physical relationship, he felt as if there was a verdant field above his head.
Once Jun Ying'er's face was restored, Jun Xiaoyao retracted his hand and turned to look at Princess Yaksha.
He didn't say a word. His eyes were as cold as ice as he pressed down with one hand.
The golden palm print swept across the void, producing thunderous booms!
Princess Yaksha didn't even have a chance to react before she was slapped into mist.
She was pulverized by the golden palm print!
He blasted the Heavenly Demon Crown Prince deep into the ground with a single palm strike. No one knew if he was still alive.
Killing Princess Yaksha with one hand was as easy as crushing an ant.
Jun Xiaoyao's arrival shocked everyone around him.