Starting with Check-In Sacred Body of the Ancients-Chapter 49 - 50: Divine Son Possesses an Invincible Bearing, Crushing Jun Wanjie, Killing with Words

Chapter 49 - 50: Divine Son Possesses an Invincible Bearing, Crushing Jun Wanjie, Killing with Words

This stretch of heaven and earth fell into dead silence.

Looking at Hei Tu, who was killed in just two moves, all the cultivators around Nantian City secretly gulped.

Hei Tu, as a prodigy of the Black Cloud Clan, was not only not weak but actually very strong.

His strength was even comparable to some prodigies of great sects and orthodoxies.

Otherwise, he couldn't possibly have become Jun Wanjie's follower.

And now, Jun Xiaoyao, with a flip of his hand, effortlessly killed a prodigy.

This caused the eyes of those cultivators who were seeing Jun Xiaoyao attack for the first time to surge with shock.

Jun family Divine Son, Sequence Zero, his reputation was well-deserved!

"Jun Xiaoyao!"

An angry roar exploded like thunder on flat ground.

It was Jun Wanjie, his hair standing on end with fury, three-foot lightning beams shooting from his eyes, showing that his anger had reached its extreme.

His own follower was killed right in front of him; this was a naked slap in the face.

Moreover, it was done without leaving any leeway.

Boom!

Jun Wanjie said no more; he absolutely couldn't bear it any longer.

Whatever the consequences, that could be dealt with later. Right now, Jun Wanjie only wanted to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.

He struck out with one hand, terrifying lightning radiance pouring out, transforming into ten thousand streaks of lightning, the fluctuation so powerful it was shocking.

This was a formidable lightning-element martial arts divine ability, the Eight Desolations Startling Thunder Palm.

Empowered by Jun Wanjie's Thunder Tribulation Battle Physique, with one palm strike, any Divine Bridge Realm prodigy would either die or be severely injured.

"Divine Son, be careful!"

Jun Zhangjian couldn't help but call out a reminder.

Although he knew Jun Xiaoyao was very strong, Jun Wanjie was not weak either.

Previously, both he and Jun Linglong had failed to block a single move from Jun Wanjie.

However, just as Jun Zhangjian's words left his mouth, he choked, his pupils slowly widening.

Jun Xiaoyao clenched his five fingers into a fist and threw a light punch, without any trace of flashy display, yet it seemed to erupt with the sound of a dragon's roar!

An illusory true dragon coiled around his fist as it boomed out!

It was precisely the Ancestral Dragon Nest's divine ability, the Dragon Fist.

At the same time, within his body, seventy thousand giant elephant micro-particles empowered him with seven hundred million jin of divine strength, which poured out with this punch!

With the superposition of dual powers, that fluctuation seemed as if it would sweep across the heavens for a hundred thousand li!

Rumble!

Terrifying magical power ripples spread out, like a small nuclear bomb exploding. The entire Nantian City seemed to tremble three times.

Under everyone's gaze, a figure was sent flying backwards from the core of the collision like a kite with a broken string, fresh blood splattering across the sky!

It was precisely Jun Wanjie!

His figure flew backwards, the arm he had used to punch twisted at a grotesque angle; evidently, the bones were broken.

His face was pale, and he looked at Jun Xiaoyao with an unprecedented shock!

Many things, if not personally experienced, if only observed from the sidelines, one simply couldn't comprehend that kind of despair!

Jun Wanjie now finally understood the despair Ye Xingyun and Long Haotian had felt back then.

It was as if he wasn't facing a person at all.

But a young Great Emperor!

"Jun Xiaoyao, your strength..." Jun Wanjie stopped his backward momentum, his pupils trembling slightly.

Not only him, but everyone in Nantian City was stunned.

Jun Zhangjian was completely呆然 (dumbfounded)!

He knew Jun Xiaoyao didn't fear Jun Wanjie, but he hadn't expected it to be such a crushing situation.

"Lord Divine Son truly possesses an invincible bearing..." Jun Xuehuang sighed.

"Young Master..." Jun Linglong's beautiful eyes were overflowing with adoration and admiration.

This was her master, destined to be invincible in this era!

"I don't believe it! Again!"

No matter what, Jun Wanjie had, after all, risen from the bottom. His mental fortitude was still more resolute than the likes of Ye Xingyun.

He clearly couldn't just admit defeat like this.

Lightning radiance coiled around Jun Wanjie's body. The bones in his shattered arm made crackling sounds, and then the arm actually recovered directly.

"Truly worthy of the Thunder Tribulation Battle Physique! It's rumored that this physique tempers the body with heavenly tribulations, making the physical body unbelievably formidable!"

Seeing Jun Wanjie's fully recovered arm, many cultivators' eyes flickered.

The Thunder Tribulation Battle Physique, ranked in the top three hundred among the three thousand physiques, naturally had its extraordinary aspects.

"So what if his physical body is formidable? Wasn't it still shattered by the Jun family Divine Son's punch? One can only say that compared to the Desolate Ancient Saintly Body's physique, the Thunder Tribulation Battle Physique is just trash!"

Many female cultivators pursed their lips, speaking with disdain.

At this moment, they had long since become Jun Xiaoyao's brainless fangirls.

Among young prodigies whose looks and strength were comparable, how many were there in the entire Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm?

At this moment, Jun Wanjie stood in the sky, lightning coiling around his body.

His gaze towards Jun Xiaoyao no longer held the slightest trace of underestimation.

"I cultivate a supreme technique, possess the Thunder Tribulation Battle Physique, and shall enact punishment on behalf of heaven, controlling ten thousand Dao of lightning tribulations!"

"Eight Thunders Forbidden Annihilation, Desolate Thunder God!"

Jun Wanjie roared towards the sky. Myriad layers of lightning light burst forth, interweaving in the void.

Black tribulation clouds rolled, as if a thunder deity was manifesting. This scene shook people's hearts.

"Enact punishment on behalf of heaven? Ridiculous!" Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm.

"Even heaven must bow and submit before this Divine Son, let alone you!"

Jun Xiaoyao's black hair flowed. With a cold word, his dominance was boundless.

He activated the golden Spirit Sea of his Desolate Ancient Saintly Body. Immense magical power surged out, vaguely condensing into a golden divine elephant that suppressed all of ancient space-time.

The Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force was pushed to its extreme.

At the same time, his left hand evolved the Warring Armaments Art. Sabers, spears, swords, halberds, axes, battle-axes, hooks, forks – ten thousand kinds of divine weapons condensed from the void, carrying a heaven-shattering, earth-rending sound of slaughter.

And his right hand, using dragon qi, manifested a lifelike true dragon shadow. It was precisely the Ancestral Dragon Nest divine ability he had extracted from the Dragon Yuan, the True Dragon Heaven Trapping Art.

Two techniques unleashed simultaneously! The true dragon illusion charged into the firmament, crashing into the lightning deity within the black tribulation clouds. The two collided, and the heavens and earth split apart!

Ten thousand kinds of divine weapons then charged towards Jun Wanjie.

"How could this be..."

Before Jun Wanjie could react, he was struck.

Even though he defended with all his might, he still suffered a violent impact, couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood, his bones broken and tendons snapped.

Jun Xiaoyao activated the Demon Wings, achieving extreme speed in the void. In an instant, he appeared above Jun Wanjie, empowering himself with divine strength, and stomped down with one foot, like a divine king descending.

Boom!

A sound that made one's scalp tingle was heard.

His foot directly stomped on Jun Wanjie's chest.

The two figures fell like meteors.

Accompanied by a roaring tremor.

Jun Wanjie's figure crashed heavily onto the ground, while Jun Xiaoyao's foot remained on Jun Wanjie's chest, one hand behind his back.

His robes fluttered, unstained by even a speck of dust.

This contrast was too great, giving people a sense of unreality.

The Jun family's Fifth Sequence was currently being trampled under Jun Xiaoyao's foot, unable to move.

Was Jun Wanjie weak?

Absolutely not. Everyone had witnessed Jun Wanjie's might just now.

Then only one conclusion remained.

Jun Xiaoyao was too strong.

And many people had seen that Jun Xiaoyao hadn't used his full strength at all.

He hadn't even used his Supreme Bone or Saintly Body vision.

"Jun Xiaoyao, release your foot!" Jun Wanjie's face turned a purplish-red like a pig's liver as he roared, unable to maintain his composure.

Boom!

Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao, however, stomped down heavily again, causing Jun Wanjie to cough up blood, his sternum shattering.

"Isn't it good enough to honestly be the Fifth Sequence? Why be so blind?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"I haven't lost yet! Just give me time..." Jun Wanjie's expression was savage as he roared unwillingly.

"I have no interest in defeated opponents. Even if I give you a hundred thousand years, you can only futilely watch my back until you can no longer see it..."

Jun Xiaoyao's one sentence was simply killing with words, striking at the heart.

Jun Wanjie's face flushed red then turned green. He once again spat out a mouthful of heart blood, directly angered to the point where his Dao heart was about to collapse!

(End of this Chapter)