This world fell into deathly silence.
Looking at Black Earth who was killed in just two moves, all cultivators around Southern Sky City silently swallowed.
Black Earth, as a prodigy of the Black Cloud Clan, was not weak, but rather very strong.
His strength was even comparable to some proud disciples of great sects and inheritors of Dao lineages.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to become a follower of Jun Wanjie.
And now, Jun Xiaoyao effortlessly eliminated a prodigy with a mere wave of his hand.
This made those cultivators who saw Jun Xiaoyao in action for the first time have a flash of shock in their eyes.
The Divine Son of the Jun Family, Zero Sequence, truly lives up to his name!
"Jun Xiaoyao!"
An angry roar exploded like thunder from a clear sky.
It was Jun Wanjie, his hair standing on end with rage, his eyes shooting out three-foot lightning bolts, showing that his inner heart was furious to the extreme.
His own follower was killed right in front of him, which was a blatant slap in the face.
And it was the kind that left no room for doubt.
Boom!
Jun Wanjie didn't say anything more, he could no longer tolerate it.
Whatever the consequences would be, they could be dealt with later. Right now, Jun Wanjie only wanted to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.
He struck out with one hand, terrible lightning pouring forth, transforming into ten thousand bolts of lightning, the vibrations so powerful it made people's hearts tremble.
This was a powerful lightning martial arts divine ability, the Eight Wilderness Shocking Thunder Palm.
Empowered by Jun Wanjie's Lightning Tribulation Battle Body, one palm strike would either kill or severely injure any prodigy at the Divine Bridge realm.
"Young Master, be careful!"
Jun Zhiangjian couldn't help but call out a warning.
Although he knew Jun Xiaoyao was very strong, Jun Wanjie was not weak either.
Earlier, both he and Jun Lingrong had been unable to block one of Jun Wanjie's moves.
However, as soon as Jun Zhiangjian's words left his mouth, he choked, his pupils slowly widening.
Jun Xiaoyao's five fingers clenched into a fist, lightly throwing out a punch that carried no trace of fire, but seemed to explode with the roar of a dragon!
The illusory form of a true dragon coiled around his fist, erupting forth with a boom!
It was the divine ability of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, the Dragon Fist.
At the same time, inside his body, seventy thousand giant elephant particles empowered with seven hundred million jin of divine strength poured out with this punch!
The dual powers stacked, that wave seemed as if it could sweep across ten thousand li of the azure sky!
Boom!
Terrifying ripples of spiritual power spread out, like a small nuclear bomb exploding, making the entire Southern Sky City seem to tremble three times.
Under everyone's gaze, a figure flew backwards from the center of the collision like a kite with its string cut, blood spattering the heavens!
It was none other than Jun Wanjie!
His body flew backwards, the arm he had punched with twisting at an odd angle, clearly broken.
His face was pale, his gaze towards Jun Xiaoyao carrying a kind of unprecedented shock!
Many things, if you haven't personally experienced them and only observed from the sidelines, you really can't understand that kind of despair!
Jun Wanjie now finally understood the despair Ye Xingyun and Long Haotian had felt before.
It was as if he wasn't facing a person at all.
But rather a young emperor!
"Jun Xiaoyao, your strength..." Jun Wanjie stopped his retreating body, his pupils trembling.
Not just him, everyone in Southern Sky City was stunned.
Jun Zhiangjian's face was full of bewilderment!
He knew Jun Xiaoyao didn't fear Jun Wanjie, but he hadn't expected such a crushing posture.
"Young Master truly has an invincible bearing..." Jun Xuehuang sighed in admiration.
"Young Master..." Jun Lingrong's beautiful eyes were filled with worship and adoration.
This was her master, unrivaled in this world!
"I don't believe it, again!"
No matter what, Jun Wanjie had after all risen from the bottom, his mental fortitude was still more tenacious than the likes of Ye Xingyun.
He clearly couldn't just admit defeat like this.
Lightning coiled around Jun Wanjie's body, his broken arm making crackling sounds, and then his arm actually recovered instantly.
"As expected of the Lightning Tribulation Battle Body. It's said this physique is tempered by heavenly tribulation, with a physical body incredibly powerful beyond imagination!"
Seeing Jun Wanjie's arm recover instantly, many cultivators' eyes flashed as they spoke.
The Lightning Tribulation Battle Body ranked in the top three hundred among the three thousand physiques, it naturally had its extraordinary aspects.
"So what if his physical body is powerful, he was still shattered by the Jun Family's Divine Son with one punch. It just shows that compared to the Ancient Saint Body's physical prowess, the Lightning Tribulation Battle Body is trash!"
Many female cultivators curled their lips in disdain.
At this moment, they had already become Jun Xiaoyao's brain-dead fans.
How many young prodigies in the entire Desolate Heaven Domain could match both looks and strength?
At this moment, Jun Wanjie stood in the sky, lightning coiling around his body.
His gaze towards Jun Xiaoyao no longer held even a hint of contempt.
"I cultivate the Supreme Method, possess the Lightning Tribulation Battle Body, and should act on Heaven's behalf to punish evil, controlling the myriad lightning tribulations!"
"Eight Lightning Prohibitions, Desolate Lightning God!"
Jun Wanjie raised his head and roared, billions of lightning bolts bursting forth, interweaving in the void.
Black tribulation clouds rolled, as if a lightning deity had manifested, this scene shaking people's hearts.
"Acting on Heaven's behalf? Ridiculous!" Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm.
"Even Heaven must bow its head and acknowledge allegiance before this Divine Son, let alone you!"
Jun Xiaoyao's black hair fluttered, his cold words boundlessly domineering.
He activated the golden spirit sea of the Ancient Saint Body, surging forth with majestic spiritual power, faintly condensing into a golden divine elephant that suppressed myriad ancient times and spaces.
The Divine Elephant Subduing Hell Technique was pushed to the extreme.
At the same time, his left hand performed the Art of Military Defeat, swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, myriad divine weapons condensed from the void, carrying a killing sound that could shatter heaven and earth.
While his right hand used dragon qi to manifest the lifelike shadow of a true dragon, which was the Ancestral Dragon's Nest divine ability, True Dragon Trapping Heaven Technique, that he had refined from the dragon essence.
Two techniques launched together, the true dragon shadow explosively charged towards the sky, mightily colliding with that lightning deity in the black tribulation clouds, the two impacts shattering heaven and earth!
The myriad divine weapons then struck towards Jun Wanjie.
"How is this possible..."
Jun Wanjie hadn't even reacted before he was hit.
Even though he defended with all his might, he still received a violent impact, unable to help spitting out a large mouthful of blood, his bones broken and tendons snapped.
Jun Xiaoyao summoned the Demon Wings, moving with extreme speed through the void, instantly appearing above Jun Wanjie, empowered with divine strength, one foot stomping down like a divine king descending.
Boom!
A sound that made people's scalps go numb rang out.
This stomp landed directly on Jun Wanjie's chest.
The two figures fell like meteors.
Accompanied by an earth-shaking boom.
Jun Wanjie's body heavily crashed into the ground, while Jun Xiaoyao's foot remained stomping on Jun Wanjie's chest, one hand behind his back.
His clothes fluttered, unstained by even a speck of dust.
This contrast was too great, giving people an unreal feeling.
The Jun Family's Fifth Sequence was now stomped under Jun Xiaoyao's foot, unable to move.
Was Jun Wanjie weak?
Absolutely not, everyone had seen Jun Wanjie's imposing manner just now.
So there was only one conclusion left.
It was that Jun Xiaoyao was too strong.
And many people could see that Jun Xiaoyao hadn't even used his full strength.
He hadn't even used his Supreme Bone or Saint Body's Anomalous State.
"Jun Xiaoyao, take your foot off!" Jun Wanjie's face turned pig liver-colored as he angrily shouted, unable to maintain his composure.
Boom!
Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao stomped down heavily again, making Jun Wanjie spurt blood from his mouth, his chest bones shattering.
"Wouldn't it be better to just be content as the Fifth Sequence? Yet you insist on being so blind," Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
"I haven't lost yet, if you just give me time..." Jun Wanjie's expression was ferocious as he unwillingly roared.
"I have no interest in defeated opponents. Even if I gave you a hundred thousand years, you could only futilely watch my back until you could no longer see it in the distance..."
Jun Xiaoyao's words were truly killing the body and destroying the spirit.
Jun Wanjie's face turned red then blue, spitting out another mouthful of heart blood, his dao heart nearly collapsing from pure anger!