The sovereign of the Azure Dragon Nation, one of the four great ancient nations, had his throat sealed with one strike, his head rolling to the ground.
Blood splattered through the sky, a tragic sight.
Everyone was stunned, never expecting a Saint to be killed so easily.
The Azure Dragon sovereign's fallen head bore an expression frozen in terror, confusion, and bewilderment.
As if puzzled how he, a mighty Saint, could be killed with a single strike.
But that wasn't all - the killing blade of sound continued unabated towards the four Saint puppets.
BOOM!
A violent explosion rang out.
Two Saint puppets were instantly destroyed, cut in half at the waist.
The remaining two puppets were also heavily damaged - though not completely destroyed, they were broken beyond repair.
The entire battlefield fell silent enough to hear a pin drop.
The Champion Marquis's pupils trembled violently, revealing a trace of disbelief.
Was Jun Xiaoyao's protector really that powerful?
Originally, Yang Pan thought that even if Jun Xiaoyao had a protector, they would only be at the Saint realm.
Generally speaking, experts of higher realms would not be willing to act as personal guardians.
Jun Xiaoyao's protector was clearly beyond the Saint realm.
"Could it be a Saint King?" Yang Pan's expression turned ugly.
Since becoming the Champion Marquis, he had never suffered such a major setback.
Now, his high-end combat forces were almost completely lost, with the two remaining damaged puppets having almost no fighting capability left.
Meanwhile, on Jun Xiaoyao's side, not mentioning the terrifyingly powerful protector, there were already three Saints.
Adding the betrayal of the White Tiger and Black Turtle nations' armies.
The Champion Marquis's advantage was lost.
Seeing this situation, Yang Pan took a deep breath and said: "Jun Xiaoyao, do you really want to oppose me? Why don't we both take a step back?"
Yang Pan wasn't stupid - at this point, if he continued to fight head-on, he would be at a disadvantage.
"Heh, weren't you quite aggressive earlier? Now you want to take a step back?" Jun Xiaoyao sneered.
"Jun Xiaoyao, I'm giving you face. There's no benefit in being my enemy!" Yang Pan's expression fluctuated between light and dark.
"Does this Divine Son need your face? Besides, I have so many enemies already, what's one more horse keeper?" Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent.
He spoke no more and raised his hand.
Fierce golden qi blood rose to the sky, transforming into a lifelike golden divine elephant that seemed capable of suppressing the universe.
Facing the Champion Marquis's avatar, Jun Xiaoyao didn't even need to use any great divine abilities - he could end the battle with just one palm strike.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you're digging your own grave!" Yang Pan roared in anger, also unleashing his divine ability.
But how could his mere avatar, without even the Imperial Life Sword at hand, be a match for Jun Xiaoyao?
SPLASH!
Jun Xiaoyao's palm pressed down, directly smashing Yang Pan's avatar into bloody mist, crushing him to powder.
When everyone saw this scene, they felt their scalps tingle.
The Champion Marquis's avatar had been killed with just one palm strike.
"Has the Jun family's Divine Son become this powerful?" Many commanders were shocked.
Though their realms were several levels higher than Jun Xiaoyao's, seeing his fierce display now made their hearts tremble.
At the same moment Jun Xiaoyao destroyed Yang Pan's avatar.
Far away in the Pan Wu Divine Dynasty, in a magnificent hall swirling with purple qi and grand atmosphere.
An angry roar echoed from within.
"Jun Xiaoyao, I Yang Pan will never rest until one of us falls!"
Hearing this voice, the servant girls and attendants outside the hall turned pale with fear.
When Yang Pan became angry, he was more terrifying than demons and evil spirits.
"I seem to have heard the Jun family Divine Son's name. What grudge has the Marquis developed with him?" Some servants wondered fearfully.
At this time, Yang Pan's ice-cold voice transmitted from the hall.
"Come! Spread my command - I, Champion Marquis Yang Pan, will challenge the Jun family's Jun Xiaoyao atop the Purple Forbidden City in the imperial palace!"
"The time shall be set for Wu Mingyue's consort selection day. I will thoroughly crush Jun Xiaoyao beneath my feet before all the powers of the immortal realm!"
Hearing these words, all servants around the hall turned to stone, eyes widened as they gasped.
The Pan Wu Divine Dynasty's Champion Marquis challenging the Jun family's Divine Son.
This was no small matter - once spread, it would cause huge waves!
And choosing Wu Mingyue's consort selection day as the time, how explosive would the Pan Wu Divine Dynasty be then?
How many powers would be attracted to come?
Unimaginable...
"A grand era of genius competition is about to begin. Hope the Marquis can have the last laugh," an old servant sighed.
Meanwhile, at the Vermillion Bird nation.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't know that Yang Pan was already so angry he wanted to challenge him.
But even if he knew, Jun Xiaoyao probably wouldn't have any reaction.
Dare to bluster before him?
One palm strike would suffice.
Countless people around still had shock lingering in their pupils.
But Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained indifferent.
Casually killing Yang Pan's avatar really wasn't any big deal to him.
Jun Xiaoyao's gaze swept out and spotted a ring flickering in the bloody mist left by Yang Pan's avatar.
Jun Xiaoyao reached out and grabbed it.
The ring had soul seals, which Jun Xiaoyao casually broke with the true spirit in his divine palace.
That true spirit, like a miniature Jun Xiaoyao, released powerful soul force.
Though Jun Xiaoyao's physical body was terrifyingly powerful, he hadn't neglected soul cultivation.
He had been continuously cultivating the Chaos God Grinding Visualization Method.
Jun Xiaoyao's soul force easily broke through the ring's seals.
He didn't care about the miscellaneous items inside.
What he cared about were the bronze compass pieces.
Sure enough, all three bronze compass pieces were inside.
"Ah Yang Pan, Yang Pan, you plotted for so long but in the end I picked the fruit. You're just like Xiao Chen number two." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
Yang Pan's carefully laid plans ended up benefiting Jun Xiaoyao instead.
He knew Yang Pan must be about to explode with rage right now.
Jun Xiaoyao stored the three compass pieces in his spatial artifact.
With this, he had gathered all four compass pieces.
However, now clearly wasn't the time to study them.
Jun Xiaoyao swept his gaze below, where every soldier in the Azure Dragon nation's army had deathly pale faces.
Those commanders' eyes even faintly revealed traces of hatred.
After all, their sovereign had indirectly died by Jun Xiaoyao's hand.
"Relay this Divine Son's command - kill all commanders above soldier rank in the Azure Dragon nation," Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.
"Yes!"
Before the Vermillion Bird sovereign could agree, the White Tiger and Black Turtle sovereigns rushed to respond.
Since they had submitted, they naturally needed to show some attitude now.
Soon, they had killed all the Azure Dragon nation's commanders clean, while all the soldiers surrendered.
Next, Jun Xiaoyao issued orders to integrate the four ancient nations into the Four Symbols Ancient Nation.
The Vermillion Bird sovereign became the sovereign of the Four Symbols Ancient Nation.
And his successor would be Bai Yu'er.
Thus settled this upheaval of the four ancient nations.
However, the waves were just beginning to rise...