The entire realm fell into dead silence.
All the cultivators around Nantian City gulped at the sight of Hei Tu being killed in two moves.
As a genius of the Black Cloud Clan, not only was Hei Tu not weak, but he was also very powerful.
His strength was even on par with the geniuses of some great sects and orthodoxies.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have become Jun Wanjie's follower.
Now, Jun Xiaoyao effortlessly killed a genius.
This shocked the cultivators who saw Jun Xiaoyao fight for the first time.
The Jun Family's Divine Child, Sequence Zero, lived up to his reputation!
"Jun Xiaoyao!"
A thunderous roar erupted.
That was Jun Wanjie, seething with anger. Three feet of thunderous light shot out of his eyes, showing how furious he was.
Having his own follower killed right before his eyes was an outright humiliation.
Furthermore, it was the kind that left no room for negotiation.
Bang!
Jun Wanjie didn't say anything else. He couldn't take it anymore.
He would deal with the consequences later. Right now, Jun Wanjie only wanted to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.
He struck out with one hand. Terrifying thunder rays poured out, turning into tens of thousands of thunder rays. The fluctuations were so powerful that it was astonishing.
This was a powerful thunder-type Abhijna known as the Eight Desolation Thunder Palm.
With the support of Jun Wanjie's Combat Body of Thunder Calamity, any genius of the Celestial Bridge Stage would be injured or killed by a single palm strike.
"Be careful, Divine Child!"
Jun Zhangjian couldn't help but remind him.
Although he knew that Jun Xiaoyao was very powerful, Jun Wanjie wasn't weak either.
Neither he nor Jun Linglong had been able to block a single move from Jun Wanjie before.
However, as soon as Jun Zhangjian finished speaking, he choked on his words and slowly widened his eyes.
Jun Xiaoyao clenched his fist and threw a light punch. It didn't have the slightest trace of smoke or fire, but it seemed as if a dragon's roar had erupted!
The phantom of a true dragon wrapped around his fist and exploded!
It was the Abhijna of the Lair of Zulong, the Dragon Fist.
Meanwhile, 700 million granules of the giant elephant in his body were imbued with 700 million catties of divine power, which poured out with the punch.
With the superposition of the two powers, the fluctuations seemed as if they were about to sweep across a hundred thousand miles of the sky!
Boom!
The terrifying magical power rippled outward like a small nuclear bomb exploding. The entire Nantian City seemed to tremble three times.
Everyone watched as a figure was sent flying from the center of the collision like a broken kite. Blood splattered across the sky!
It was Jun Wanjie!
His body was sent flying. The arm that he used to deliver the punch was twisted in a strange manner. It was obvious that all of his bones were broken.
With a pale face, he looked at Jun Xiaoyao with an unprecedented shock!
There were many things that one would never be able to experience if they weren't there to experience it for themselves.
Jun Wanjie finally experienced Ye Xingyun and Long Haotian's despair back then.
It was as if they were not facing the same person at all.
It was a young Supreme Emperor!
"Jun Xiaoyao, your strength…" Jun Wanjie stopped his retreating figure as his pupils slightly trembled.
Everyone in Nantian City was stunned.
Jun Zhangjian was dumbfounded!
He knew that Jun Xiaoyao wasn't afraid of Jun Wanjie, but he didn't expect Jun Wanjie to crush him so easily.
"Sir Divine Child truly is invincible…" Jun Xuehuang sighed.
"Young master…" Jun Linglong's eyes were filled with adoration.
That was her master, who was invincible in this world!
"I don't believe it. Again!"
No matter what happened to Jun Wanjie, he was still someone who rose from the very bottom. He was still more determined than people like Ye Xingyun.
He obviously couldn't just admit defeat like that.
The surface of Jun Wanjie's body was wrapped in lightning. His broken arm made crackling sounds before it recovered.
"As expected of the Combat Body of Thunder Calamity. Rumor has it that this kind of body is unbelievably tough when tempered by the Heavenly Tribulation!"
Many cultivators' eyes flickered when they saw Jun Wanjie's arm recovering.
The Combat Body of Thunder Calamity was ranked in the top 300 among the 3000 body types, so it naturally had its extraordinary features.
"So what if he has a powerful body? He was still smashed by the divine child of the Jun family with a single punch. The Combat Body of Thunder Calamity is nothing compared to the Sacred Body of the Ancients!"
Many female cultivators pursed their lips in disdain.
They had long become Jun Xiaoyao's brainless fans.
How many young geniuses in the entire Huangtian Mystic Realm were as handsome and powerful as him?
At that moment, Jun Wanjie was standing in the sky, surrounded by lightning.
He no longer looked down on Jun Xiaoyao.
"I cultivate in the Law of Supremacy and possess the Combat Body of Thunder Calamity. I shall be punished on behalf of Tianxing and control the tens of thousands of Thunder Calamities!"
"Eight Thunder Seal, Wild Thunder God!"
Jun Wanjie raised his head and roared. Billions of bolts of lightning burst out and intertwined in the void.
The black clouds of tribulation billowed as if a thunder god had manifested. Such a scene was truly astonishing.
"Punishment on behalf of the heavens? What a joke!" Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm.
"Even the heavens have to bow before this Divine Child, let alone you!"
Jun Xiaoyao's black hair fluttered in the wind as he spoke in a domineering tone.
He drove the Golden Spirit Sea of the Sacred Body of the Ancients. Vigorous magical power surged out and vaguely condensed into a golden divine elephant that could suppress the ages.
He pushed the Divine Elephant Overpowering Force to its limits.
At the same time, he conjured the Torrent of the Weapons with his left hand. Sabers, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks condensed into tens of thousands of divine weapons from the void, bringing with them a sound of slaughter that could shatter the heavens and earth.
On his right hand, the silhouette of a lifelike true dragon appeared with the Dragon Qi. It was the Abhijna of the Lair of Zulong that he extracted from the Dragon Essence, the Sky Prison of the True Dragon.
The two forms were unleashed at the same time. The phantom of the True Dragon burst into the sky and crashed into the thunder god in the black tribulation cloud. The two collided and the sky collapsed!
The tens of thousands of divine weapons charged towards Jun Wanjie.
"How could this be…"
Before Jun Wanjie could react, he was hit.
Despite defending with all his might, he was still severely impacted. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood as his bones broke and his muscles snapped.
Jun Xiaoyao took out the Wings of the Devil and flew across the void at extreme speed. He landed above Jun Wanjie in an instant, infused with divine power, and stomped down like a divine king.
Bang!
A chilling voice rang out.
His foot stomped directly on Jun Wanjie's chest.
The two fell like meteors.
A rumble was heard.
Jun Wanjie crashed heavily onto the ground, while Jun Xiaoyao's feet remained on Jun Wanjie's chest with one hand behind his back.
His clothes were fluttering without a speck of dust.
The contrast was so huge that it felt unreal.
Jun Xiaoyao had trampled the Sequence Five of the Jun family, rendering him immobile.
Was Jun Wanjie weak?
That was definitely not the case. Everyone had witnessed Jun Wanjie's power just now.
There was only one outcome left.
Jun Xiaoyao was simply too powerful.
Many people could tell that Jun Xiaoyao wasn't using his full strength.
He didn't even use the Bones of Supremacy and the Vision of the Sacred Body.
"Jun Xiaoyao, let go of your foot!" Jun Wanjie's face turned as red as a pig's liver. He bellowed, unable to maintain his composure.
Bang!
Upon hearing that, Jun Xiaoyao stomped down once again, causing blood to gush out of Jun Wanjie's mouth and shattering his sternum.
"Why can't you just be yourself, Sequence Five? Why must you be so ignorant?" Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.
"I haven't lost yet. As long as I have time…" Jun Wanjie roared with a ferocious expression.
"I have no interest in losers. Even if I give you 100 thousand years, all you can do is watch my back in vain until you can't see me anymore…"
Jun Xiaoyao's words were simply murderous.
Jun Wanjie's face turned red and blue as he spat out another mouthful of blood from his heart. He was so angry that his Dao heart was about to collapse!