Although Yang Pan had shown tremendous power earlier and was suppressed by Jun Xiaoyao, his overwhelming aura still made people tremble.
It could be said that no ordinary immortal prodigy could defeat Yang Pan.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao revealed that this Yang Pan was merely a clone, which was terrifying to consider.
If even his clone possessed such power, how formidable must Yang Pan's true self be?
Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained calm.
He had known from the first glance that this was only a clone.
But Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about this fact.
Whether it was the original or a clone, they were all the same in his eyes - easily suppressed with little difference.
At most, it might take a few more moves to subdue the original.
In the distance, Yang Pan wiped blood from the corner of his mouth, his face extremely dark.
He said coldly, "To subjugate the Four Symbols Ancient Kingdom, there was no need for my true self to appear. I just didn't expect to encounter you."
Yang Pan's anger surged within.
He was indeed just a clone, with Yang Pan's true self still in the Panwu Divine Dynasty.
However, Yang Pan believed that even a clone would be more than enough to conquer the Four Symbols Ancient Kingdom without requiring his personal presence.
But who could have predicted that Jun Xiaoyao would be standing behind the Vermillion Bird Ancient Kingdom?
This major variable had disrupted Yang Pan's plans.
Yang Pan took a deep breath and said coldly, "Jun Xiaoyao, since you know I'm just a clone, then you should also know how powerful my true self is."
"If you back down now, there's still room for reconciliation."
Yang Pan knew his clone couldn't defeat Jun Xiaoyao, so he could only try to intimidate with his true self.
"Whether you're the original or a clone makes no difference to this Divine Son - either way, you'll be suppressed with one palm," Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently, his hands behind his back.
"You..." Yang Pan's brows raised, his eyes flowing with cold intent.
"As expected of Divine Son..." Bai Yu'er and others looked on with admiration.
In the Desolate Heaven Divine Realm, who else would dare to show such contempt for the Divine Dynasty's Champion Marquis?
"Fine, Jun Xiaoyao, you refuse the easy way and choose the hard way." Yang Pan declared.
Around him, four pitch-black figures materialized, emanating a suffocating, magnificent pressure.
"It's those four Saints..." The White Tiger and Black Turtle monarchs' eyes showed wariness.
If not for these four Saints, their two kingdoms wouldn't have fallen and submitted so easily.
Jun Xiaoyao glanced at them and shook his head, saying, "Four puppet warriors comparable to Saint-realm power. Yang Pan, your luck isn't bad."
"What? They're puppets?" The White Tiger and Black Turtle monarchs were shocked.
"Puppets or not, they're enough to suppress you." Yang Pan sneered.
He didn't actually intend to kill Jun Xiaoyao.
If he killed Jun Xiaoyao with his own power, even the Jun family wouldn't be able to find fault with it.
After all, life and death battles between the younger generation were perfectly normal.
But if Yang Pan used Saint-realm puppets to kill Jun Xiaoyao, the Jun family would certainly be furiously enraged.
Even with the Panwu Divine Dynasty behind him, they couldn't protect him.
Though Yang Pan was arrogant and unrestrained, he wasn't brainless.
He just needed to use the Saint puppets to suppress Jun Xiaoyao and his group.
Then he could directly attack the Vermillion Bird Ancient Kingdom's capital and obtain the compass component.
"Jun Xiaoyao, once I suppress you with these Saint puppets, the Vermillion Bird Ancient Kingdom will be mine for the taking, including both that item and this Bai Yu'er."
Yang Pan glanced at Bai Yu'er, his eyes flashing with hot, evil intent.
Bai Yu'er was indeed beautiful and charming, making Yang Pan's heart itch with desire.
He had a habit of collecting beautiful women, and Bai Yu'er was a precious specimen he must obtain.
"Keep dreaming! How can you compare to even one finger of the Divine Son?" Bai Yu'er scolded coldly, her eyes showing disgust.
Although Yang Pan's power and status weren't weak, in terms of appearance, character, and temperament, he couldn't compare to Jun Xiaoyao at all.
One was a celestial immortal.
The other was a common merchant.
How could they be compared?
"You slut, let's see if you'll still talk like this when you submit to this Marquis!" Yang Pan berated.
The four Saint puppets simultaneously erupted with energy, preparing to strike.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze swept toward those monarchs.
"Do you still wish to follow Yang Pan?"
Jun Xiaoyao's words made the White Tiger and Black Turtle monarchs' expressions change, their eyes showing inner conflict.
Truthfully, Yang Pan was temperamental and had even called them shit-eating waste.
Rather than suffer under the Champion Marquis, they might as well submit to Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao's identity and status were only higher than the Champion Marquis, never lower.
Under this consideration, with almost no hesitation, the two monarchs flashed to change sides, saying: "We are willing to submit to the Jun family's Divine Son!"
"You..." Yang Pan's eyes burned with cold flames.
The Azure Dragon monarch's face tensed. He didn't choose to side with Jun Xiaoyao.
Because his son Xiao Chen already had a grudge with Jun Xiaoyao.
Plus, in this war, his Azure Dragon Ancient Kingdom was the main instigator.
The Vermillion Bird Ancient Kingdom wouldn't easily forgive the Azure Dragon Ancient Kingdom.
Most importantly, the Azure Dragon monarch wanted to become the ruler of the Four Symbols Ancient Kingdom.
Only Yang Pan could fulfill his ambition.
Therefore, the Azure Dragon monarch was determined to firmly hold onto Yang Pan's support.
Seeing the unmoved Azure Dragon monarch, Jun Xiaoyao didn't mind.
He would deal with Xiao Chen in the future, so accepting his father as a subordinate obviously wasn't a wise move.
"Hmph, do you two want your kingdoms destroyed?" Yang Pan said coldly.
The two monarchs' faces became uncomfortable.
Jun Xiaoyao calmly said, "With me here, who dares to destroy their kingdoms?"
"Jun Xiaoyao, don't be so smug. With the Azure Dragon monarch and five Saints on my side, we can still suppress you all!"
At Yang Pan's command, the Azure Dragon monarch led the four Saint puppets in pressing toward Jun Xiaoyao's side.
The Vermillion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Turtle monarchs surged with energy, preparing to meet the enemy.
However, Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand and smiled lightly, "No need for now, just watch the show."
"Watch the show?" The three monarchs froze in place.
At this moment, zither music suddenly rang out from the distant sky, transforming into thousand-zhang killing blades that swept across space.
Those terrifying musical blade strikes even shattered space itself, leaving black spatial rifts in their wake.
"A Dao Protector!" Yang Pan's expression suddenly changed.
This time, he had come as a clone and thus had no Dao Protector with him.
But he hadn't expected that Jun Xiaoyao would have a hidden Dao Protector backing him.
Moreover, judging by the power of that attack, this was no ordinary Saint.
"Damn it!"
The Azure Dragon monarch's pupils concentrated with unprecedented terror.
Those musical killing blades made even him, a Saint, feel cold to his core, his body suffused with chilling dread.
"Heaven Dragon Emperor Fist!"
The Azure Dragon monarch roared lowly, fully erupting with Saint-realm power as an azure dragon projection accompanied his fist strike, shaking the heavens!
However, the result was...
Swoosh!
The killing blade passed by, and a head fell to the ground!
The Azure Dragon monarch - dead!