Roar!
The nine-headed lion let out a miserable howl as four of its heads were suddenly cut off, severely wounding it.
At this moment, its remaining five heads all showed a look of fear in their eyes.
This human was too terrifying!
If it didn't know that Jun Xiaoyao was the divine son of an ancient family, the nine-headed lion would have truly believed he was an ancient true dragon in human form.
This kind of terrifying physical power was even stronger than that of the ancient race beings like themselves.
"Even if you are an Ancient Holy Body, you can't possibly be this powerful!"
The nine-headed lion roared angrily, while divine light erupted from its body.
At the stumps where its four heads had been cut off, divine light swirled as if new heads were about to grow.
"The life force of the nine-headed lion lineage is too vigorous!"
Many human cultivators exclaimed upon seeing the nine-headed lion's state.
But even so, this technique was still not enough in front of Jun Xiaoyao.
"Don't use your limited imagination to gauge this divine son's abilities."
Jun Xiaoyao naturally wouldn't give the nine-headed lion a chance to recover. He struck again, not using any divine techniques, but simply punching repeatedly.
Each punch was as heavy as ten thousand jun, breaking the nine-headed lion's bones and tendons.
This kind of fierce physical combat left everyone stunned.
"As expected of the Ancient Holy Body, invincible in close combat..." An elder of the Jiang family sighed in the void.
"Now, are you willing to be my mount?" Jun Xiaoyao asked coldly.
"Hmph, I am a descendant of the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint. Even if I die, I will never suffer such humiliation!"
The nine-headed lion's remaining five heads roared defiantly in unison.
"Oh? Is that so?" Jun Xiaoyao struck again.
A few breaths later, the nine-headed lion was left with only four heads.
"Don't think you can make me submit!" The nine-headed lion continued to shout.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the nine-headed lion was left with only three heads. It started to panic.
"Divine son of the Jun family, if you have the guts, let's fight another day!" The nine-headed lion's eyes flashed with fear as it spoke with false bravado.
After a few more breaths, it was left with only two heads.
For the nine-headed lion, although its heads could regrow, if all nine heads were cut off, it would be completely beyond salvation, even the immortals couldn't save it.
Finally, the nine-headed lion let out a pitiful cry for mercy.
"Divine son, stop! Don't cut off any more of my heads. I only have one left. If you cut it off, I'll be bald!"
The nine-headed lion howled in pain, lying on the ground begging for mercy.
Its body was covered in blood, with only one head left, wearing an expression of wanting to cry but having no tears.
The once proud nine-headed lion had been forcibly reduced to a single-headed lion by Jun Xiaoyao.
Many cultivators were speechless at this sight.
The nine-headed lion that had been unyielding just moments ago was now lying on the ground wagging its tail and begging for mercy like a fat orange cat. The contrast was too great.
"Do you submit?"
Jun Xiaoyao stepped on the nine-headed lion's remaining head.
"I submit, I submit. Divine son, please don't kill me!" The nine-headed lion trembled, with no trace of the dignity of an ancient royal race left.
It knew that Jun Xiaoyao truly dared to kill it.
With the Jun family's background, even the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint would probably find it difficult to seek revenge.
"Hmm, I suppose you'll do as my mount," Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
The nine-headed lion was extremely powerful. The reason it was in such a miserable state now was because its opponent was him.
If it were any other genius, it would be extremely difficult to humiliate the nine-headed lion to this extent.
"Yes..." The nine-headed lion lowered its head.
Seeing this scene, the hearts of many cultivators surged like turbulent waves.
Tearing apart the Heaven Devouring Sparrow and subduing the nine-headed lion.
These were things that seemed impossible to ordinary people.
Yet Jun Xiaoyao had accomplished them effortlessly.
Long Bichi took a deep breath, her chest heaving.
She now finally understood why the ancestor had warned her so.
"Long Haotian, your death wasn't in vain..." Long Bichi's beautiful and heroic eyes were filled with extreme wariness.
At the same time, she thought of that prodigy who was still in seclusion, fusing with the dragon essence.
"I wonder if Long Aotian, after fusing with seven dragon essences and possessing the blood of the Dragon Emperor, could defeat the divine son of the Jun family?"
On the other side, Ji Xuan, Xiao Chen, and others raised their assessment of Jun Xiaoyao's danger level to the extreme.
At this moment, strange phenomena emerged again from the ground fissure, with gray mist rolling and light surging.
"The Supreme Secret Realm is finally opening!"
All cultivators and ancient beings perked up.
Jun Xiaoyao looked over, but there was no sign-in prompt from the system in his mind.
"It seems I need to truly enter the depths of the Primordial Sky Secret Realm to sign in," Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
"Let's go!"
Ji Xuan and others, their eyes flashing, surrounded themselves with divine power and plunged directly into the fissure.
One move affects the whole situation. The other cultivators also followed closely behind.
As for Long Bichi, she glanced at Jun Xiaoyao and ultimately gave up on provoking him.
"Originally, I came here to deal with Jun Xiaoyao and raise the reputation of our Dragon's Nest. But now it seems I indeed thought things too simple."
"I should focus on finding the ancient dragon bones instead." Long Bichi thought to herself.
Her original main purpose was to cause trouble for Jun Xiaoyao, with finding the ancient dragon bones as a secondary goal.
But now, after personally witnessing Jun Xiaoyao's strength, Long Bichi very sensibly put finding the ancient dragon bones as her primary goal.
Seeing Long Bichi obediently enter the ground fissure, Jun Xiaoyao also chuckled: "At least she knows her place..."
"Let's go," Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand, riding the nine-headed lion and leading the way into the ground fissure.
Jun Jiangjian, Jun Xuehuang, Jun Lingling, Jun Wanjie, and Jiang Shengyi, the five of them, followed closely behind.
As soon as they entered the fissure, thick gray mist rolled in.
It was much denser than outside.
Many cultivators who rashly rushed in quickly lost their minds to the corrosive gray mist, their eyes turning red.
This dense gray mist couldn't be completely isolated even by divine power.
Boom!
Jun Xiaoyao casually waved his hand, killing several cultivators who had fallen into madness with one palm strike.
Soon, he cleared a path and reached the bottom of the fissure.
Looking around, a magnificent underground palace lay before them, with the pressure of a supreme being emanating from its depths.
Jun Xiaoyao released his soul power and roughly probed with his divine sense.
The entire underground palace seemed to be divided into two layers, inner and outer.
Most people should be able to enter the outer layer, while the inner layer might require the Primordial Sky Supreme Token.
"It seems I need to enter the inner layer to sign in," Jun Xiaoyao thought.
At this time, Ji Xuan had already darted towards the underground palace, a smile on his lips and a hint of excitement in his eyes.
"Hmm? Could he...?" Jun Xiaoyao noticed Ji Xuan's expression and looked thoughtful.
Judging by Ji Xuan's demeanor, he seemed to vaguely know some secrets about the Supreme Secret Realm.
"Ji Xuan, I'll let you be my treasure-seeking mouse," Jun Xiaoyao smiled.
On the other side, he also noticed Xiao Chen rushing towards another entrance of the underground palace.
Jun Xiaoyao knew that Xiao Chen possessed good fortune, and he would likely have considerable gains in this secret realm.
Thinking of this, Jun Xiaoyao turned his head and said, "Wanjie, I have a task for you."
"Yes, young master, please speak," Jun Wanjie cupped his hands respectfully.
Jun Xiaoyao transmitted his instructions, and Jun Wanjie nodded before disappearing.
"Heh... The entire Primordial Sky Secret Realm is under my control."
Jun Xiaoyao clasped his hands behind his back, full of confidence.