Starting with Check-In Sacred Body of the Ancients-Chapter 114: Stepping on Yang Pan’s Face, Consort Selection, Jun Xiaoyao’s Choice

Chapter 114 - 114: Stepping on Yang Pan's Face, Consort Selection, Jun Xiaoyao's Choice

Yang Pan, borrowing the power of the Panhuang Life Sword, released a dazzling sword light from its tip.

One sword strike, as if it could cleave heaven and earth!

Jun Xiaoyao, on the other hand, activated the power of his Supreme Bone.

A blazing and splendid divine radiance burst forth from his chest, like a divine tribulation trial descending from the heavens.

The two ultimate moves collided. Wind and thunder shook, heaven and earth trembled, and a vast ripple of mana swept in all directions.

If the Panwu Divine Lord hadn't used spatial restraints to confine this fluctuation, the surrounding young prodigies would have definitely been either dead or injured.

And amidst such a terrifying collision.

Yang Pan was seen falling from the high heavens like a bird with broken wings, blood dyeing the battle armor on his chest red.

Even with the protection of the Heavenly Horn Divine Armor, he couldn't withstand that impact.

Yang Pan's gaze was also fixed deadly on the center of the collision.

He wanted to know Jun Xiaoyao's condition.

However, when the brilliance dissipated and the ripples subsided.

Jun Xiaoyao, dressed in white, transcendent and aloof, still stood indifferently in the same spot.

"This..." Yang Pan's face instantly froze.

As if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.

He had even brought out the Panhuang Life Sword, yet he couldn't inflict even a little harm on Jun Xiaoyao?

At this moment, Yang Pan began to suspect whether the Panhuang Life Sword he had used was a fake.

"Not bad. If you could completely unleash the power of the Panhuang Life Sword, perhaps you could indeed pose a small threat to me. But unfortunately..." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

Previously in the Yuan Tian Secret Cache, even the Supreme Demonic Corpse couldn't inflict any major injuries on him.

Now, even if Yang Pan used the Panhuang Life Sword, what use was it?

"This is impossible..." Yang Pan was somewhat dazed.

Wasn't his greatest reliance the Panhuang Life Sword?

But now, Yang Pan's Dao heart began to waver.

"Losing focus in the middle of a great battle?"

Demonic wings extended from Jun Xiaoyao's back. His figure moved, like a flash through the void, and he pressed down on Yang Pan with one hand.

Yang Pan snapped back to reality and hurriedly defended.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A series of consecutive moves shook Champion Hou until he repeatedly vomited blood. Even with the protection of the Heavenly Horn Divine Armor, it was useless.

Jun Xiaoyao unleashed the Immortal Slaying Sword Art again. A vast and dazzling sword light slashed horizontally towards Yang Pan.

Yang Pan was so scared his soul almost flew out, and he hurriedly used the Panhuang Life Sword to block.

Pfft!

Blood spurted wildly. The Heavenly Horn Divine Armor on Yang Pan's body was directly cut open by the sword light.

A deep sword wound, visible to the bone, extended from his chest to his abdomen.

If it weren't for the Panhuang Life Sword recovering him, Yang Pan would likely have died directly.

Boom!

Jun Xiaoyao descended from the high heavens and stepped on Yang Pan's face.

"You've been jumping around for so long. Are you awake now?" Jun Xiaoyao asked lightly.

"You..." Yang Pan struggled, but he couldn't turn over no matter what.

Jun Xiaoyao's own divine strength was almost about to crush his head.

Shame, resentment, fury, helplessness...

All sorts of emotions churned in Yang Pan's heart.

He, Champion Hou, who was beneath only one person and above tens of thousands, was like a local emperor in the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

And now, in public, in front of countless forces, his face was being stepped on by Jun Xiaoyao.

This kind of humiliation would be unforgettable for a lifetime.

"Young Master..." In the crowd, Qin Xuan's eyes reddened, her delicate body trembling with excitement.

That enemy who made her hate him immensely, yet feel so powerless, was now being stepped on by Jun Xiaoyao like a dead dog!

"Oh yeah! Brother Xiaoyao is the best! Stomp that big beetle to death!" Jiang Luoli also clenched her little fists and cheered.

Previously, Jun Xiaoyao had said he would help her vent her anger, and now she truly felt vindicated.

"Divine Son of the Jun family, that's about enough."

Finally, from the high platform, the Panwu Divine Lord spoke.

No matter what, Yang Pan was still the Champion Hou of the Divine Dynasty. Being stepped on like this was indeed a bit disgraceful for the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

Beside him, Wu Mingyue had to admit that seeing Yang Pan suffer, she did feel a bit of joy in her heart.

But then, she became apprehensive again.

Jun Xiaoyao had defeated Yang Pan. Didn't that mean he was qualified to become the consort?

"Hah... Since the Divine Lord has spoken, then what harm is there in Jun giving some face?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

He kicked out, his foot imbued with immense, heavy force.

A series of cracking sounds rang out; those were Yang Pan's bones breaking.

He was sent flying by the kick, crashing heavily into a side palace.

This scene made even the Panwu Divine Lord's eyes twitch slightly.

Jun Xiaoyao also knew that it was impossible to kill Yang Pan under the Panwu Divine Lord's watch.

Besides, Yang Pan could also be considered a leek; he might have value for harvesting in the future.

The Panhuang Sword, hmm...

Jun Xiaoyao admitted, he was a little tempted.

Probably no one would be unmoved by an Emperor Weapon.

"Then, today's competition..." The Panwu Divine Lord hesitated, not knowing how to put it.

Originally, according to the script, Yang Pan should have swept all directions, then gloriously become the consort and marry Wu Mingyue.

But now, looking at Yang Pan lying in a pile of ruins, covered in blood, looking extremely wretched, the Panwu Divine Lord couldn't bring himself to say that he should be the consort.

"Never mind. Appeasing Yang Pan doesn't necessarily require this method," the Panwu Divine Lord thought.

If he could win over a monster like Jun Xiaoyao, wouldn't that be more valuable than ten Yang Pans?

Thinking of this, the Panwu Divine Lord spoke, "The Jun family's Divine Son is indeed as rumored, possessing the bearing of a dragon and phoenix, and an invincible aura. It seems the most suitable candidate for consort is already beyond doubt."

The Panwu Divine Lord's words immediately caused an uproar in all directions.

Was he going to make Jun Xiaoyao the consort?

Jun Zhantian didn't say anything.

This was Jun Xiaoyao's own matter. If he was willing, the Jun family wouldn't object.

Jiang Luoli's little face changed instantly. She was extremely nervous, her small hands twisting together.

Although Jiang Luoli sometimes appeared a bit silly, she was also very clever at times.

For example, right now, she didn't step forward to ask Jun Xiaoyao about his choice.

Of course, Jiang Luoli herself naturally didn't want Jun Xiaoyao to become the consort.

Although it was normal for an outstanding man like Jun Xiaoyao to have three wives and four concubines, Jiang Luoli would always feel a knot in her heart.

Beside her, Jiang Shengyi actually also felt a trace of apprehension.

She likewise didn't want Jun Xiaoyao to agree to become the consort.

"I'm doing this for Luoli," Jiang Shengyi murmured to herself.

But only Jiang Shengyi herself knew the true reason.

Besides them, the other numerous female cultivators and die-hard fans who worshipped Jun Xiaoyao also didn't want Jun Xiaoyao to become the consort.

They were all "girlfriend fans," fantasizing about becoming Jun Xiaoyao's Dao companion.

If Jun Xiaoyao agreed to become the consort, wouldn't these girlfriend fans' dreams be shattered?

At this moment, between heaven and earth, everyone was waiting for Jun Xiaoyao's answer.

Xiao Chen, covered in blood, his pupils trembled with anger.

He couldn't imagine how furious he would be if Jun Xiaoyao became the consort.

Seeing that Jun Xiaoyao didn't immediately agree, the Panwu Divine Lord frowned slightly and dropped another bombshell.

"If one can become the consort of my Panwu Divine Dynasty, they will gain an opportunity to enter the Panwu Mausoleum."

As soon as these words came out, an uproar erupted in all directions!

(End of this Chapter)