Starting with Check-In Sacred Body of the Ancients-Chapter 210: Okay, here is the English translation of - - 210: A Complete Beatdown, the Physique of an Ancient Freak, and the Fallen God Scion Digs His Own Grave

Chapter 210 - Okay, here is the English translation of Chapter 210: Chapter 210: A Complete Beatdown, the Physique of an Ancient Freak, and the Fallen God Scion Digs His Own Grave

The collision of their techniques sent vast ripples through the void! Magical power surged, filling the entire ancient battle stage! In this astonishingly powerful collision, a figure was once again sent flying backward. It was the Fallen God Scion! For the third time, he had been sent flying by Jun Xiaoyao. And this time, it was even more miserable than the previous two times. His body was dripping with blood, and cracks had appeared on his flesh. He violently spat out blood as if it cost nothing. This strike also dispersed the black mist surrounding the Fallen God Scion. A body covered in demonic patterns appeared, bearing strange runes. The Fallen God Scion's face was also revealed. He was quite handsome, but his complexion was extremely pale, like a vampire.

"How is this possible? How can your strength be this powerful?" the Fallen God Scion couldn't help but let out a low roar. He could no longer remain calm. This Jun Xiaoyao's physical strength was simply too monstrous. Watching the Fallen God Scion lose his composure, many of the surrounding Immortal Domain prodigies swallowed hard. The only person who could beat the Fallen God Scion into such a state was probably the Jun Clan's Divine Child. "Didn't you say before that the rumors about me were just exaggerated tales? Are you experiencing it personally now?" Jun Xiaoyao looked down from above, overlooking the Fallen God Scion. His breathing was steady, his white robes immaculate. He didn't look like he was in a battle at all, appearing transcendent to the extreme. The surrounding female cultivators all had sparkling eyes, their faces showing expressions of infatuation. Jun Xiaoyao's charm at this moment was too potent. His white robes moved, his bearing peerless. With a casual gesture, he suppressed the Fallen God Scion. This time, even Yan Qingying's deep, obsidian-like beautiful eyes couldn't help but become slightly mesmerized. Even though her personality was cold and domineering, like a female tyrant, at this moment, seeing Jun Xiaoyao's bearing, her young heart couldn't help but tremble. Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, the Fallen God Scion's face was very ugly. Only now did he understand that the news about Jun Xiaoyao was not some exaggerated rumor at all. His strength was truly this terrifying! Jun Xiaoyao attacked again, summoning the Weapon Control Art, and said indifferently, "This body shouldn't be yours, right? Let me guess, could it be the physical body of an ancient freak that the Fallen God Palace found for you?" Jun Xiaoyao's words made the Fallen God Scion's expression change once more. The Fallen God Scion made his move, summoning his ultimate technique, the Yama Seal, and shouted coldly, "The winner becomes king, the loser a bandit! It doesn't matter what methods are used as long as one can become stronger!" These words were practically an indirect admission of Jun Xiaoyao's guess. "As expected..." Jun Xiaoyao sneered inwardly. Not just anyone could withstand his fist. An ordinary prodigy couldn't even take one of his full-powered punches; their physical body would directly explode. But this Fallen God Scion's physique had actually lasted for so long. And under his full-powered punch, it had only cracked instead of completely shattering. This was enough to show how extraordinary this physical body was. Jun Xiaoyao didn't believe that the Fallen God Scion's original body could be this strong. The only possibility was that this physical body was not his. And the Fallen God Palace, as one of the sources of the demonic path, possessed all sorts of strange divine abilities and secret arts. Changing to the physical body of an ancient freak was not too strange a thing. "So that's how it is! The Fallen God Scion's body is actually that of an ancient freak!" After learning the truth, the prodigies from the Immortal Domain were extremely shocked. They finally understood why the Fallen God Scion was able to fight three successors of immortal factions at the same time. The body of an ancient freak was enough to make the Fallen God Scion's strength far surpass that of ordinary prodigies of the same generation. But this led to an even more shocking realization. Jun Xiaoyao had actually beaten the body of an ancient freak until it was cracked and on the verge of collapse. What did this mean? It meant that Jun Xiaoyao's own physique was even stronger than that of an ancient freak! Thinking of this, hissing sounds of people sucking in cold breaths were heard all around. Jun Xiaoyao's physique was too terrifying! "As expected of the Young Master!" Yi Yu's expression was invigorated. Su Ziqiong also showed a look of extreme fanatical worship, the adoration and obsession in her eyes almost overflowing. At this time, many Immortal Domain prodigies also remembered that the ancient freak from the Ancestral Dragon Nest, Princess Longji, was still supposed to have a battle with Jun Xiaoyao. At first, many people thought that Princess Longji, possessing the bloodline of an ancient emperor and being a descendant of the dragon race, would surely have physical strength that could contend with Jun Xiaoyao's. But now, after seeing the Fallen God Scion's body being beaten to the point of collapse by Jun Xiaoyao, they began to pray for Princess Longji in their hearts. They hoped that Princess Longji would be fine when she faced Jun Xiaoyao later.

On the ancient battle stage, the situation was turbulent. With his secret exposed, the Fallen God Scion became even more unrestrained, completely erupting with his own strength. He silently chanted an incantation, pushing his magical power to the extreme. Around him, endless nether runes manifested, and countless demonic phantoms appeared, making him look like a demonic lord of hell. "Could that be... the Dark Nether King Scripture of the Fallen God Palace!" some Immortal Domain prodigies exclaimed. The Dark Nether King Scripture was the supreme technique of the Fallen God Palace, mysterious and unpredictable, with formidable power. At this moment, the Fallen God Scion activated the Dark Nether King Scripture. Around him, countless phantoms of Yamas, evil ghosts, and hellish Rakshasas appeared. The entire ancient battlefield instantly seemed to have become the Nine Nethers Yellow Springs. "Jun Xiaoyao, even if you know my secret, it's of no use! I will be the one to end your unbeaten myth here!" The Fallen God Scion at this moment was like the Nether King who ruled over hell, his eyes a churning sea of blood. "This Divine Child also looks forward to the day someone can defeat me. But unfortunately, you are not worthy." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly and directly summoned his Ancient Sacred Body's Vision, the Ten Thousand Saints' Worship! Golden light shone everywhere, magical energy surged, and phantoms of ten thousand saints appeared. The Fallen God Scion's Dark Nether King Scripture leaned towards darkness and the bizarre. Then Jun Xiaoyao's Ancient Sacred Body's Vision was the perfect counter to this kind of dark strangeness. The moment the Ten Thousand Saints' Worship vision appeared, many of the surrounding cultivators from the Netherworld Continent couldn't help but be suppressed by that aura and knelt on the ground, their faces filled with extreme horror, as if they had seen a true god. "My heavens, Saints, they are all Saints!" "Those Saints are bowing in worship to the Jun Clan's Divine Child!" All the cultivators of the Netherworld Continent felt their scalps tingle, goosebumps rising all over their bodies. In the Ten Lands of the Lower Realm, the strongest were only Saints. And now, phantoms of ten thousand Saints were all bowing in worship to Jun Xiaoyao. The shock of this was imaginable! Rumble! With the Sacred Body's Vision out, the myriad Daos submitted! As the ten thousand saintly phantoms pressed down, the phantoms of the evil ghosts and Rakshasas let out sharp shrieks and then began to melt away like spring snow. The Fallen God Scion's expression also changed drastically. His techniques were being completely countered by Jun Xiaoyao. Jun Xiaoyao attacked, the power of his seventy Da Luo Immortal Bones augmenting him. Immortal light surged, his might world-shaking. He blasted out with one hand, directly piercing through the void, and suppressed the Fallen God Scion. The Fallen God Scion spat out a large mouthful of blood. Even though his physical body was that of an ancient freak, he could no longer withstand it now, and it began to collapse directly. His entire body was blasted into pieces, with only some bones and sinews still connected. "Lord Fallen God Scion!" Outside the ancient battle stage, the two black-robed Saints' expressions changed. They hurriedly flashed out but were blocked by the Dao patterns around the battle stage, unable to enter. Their faces were ugly. Looking at the Fallen God Scion within the battle stage, his face pale and his expression twisted, they had a bad premonition in their hearts. This ancient battle stage was originally chosen by the Fallen God Scion to stimulate his potential and, at the same time, to prevent Jun Xiaoyao from having a way to retreat. But now, it had sealed off his own path of retreat. This time, the Fallen God Scion had probably really dug his own grave.

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