Starting with Check-In Sacred Body of the Ancients-Chapter 92: So It Was Just a Clone, Two Great Saints Defect, the Azure Dragon Ruler Falls!

Chapter 92 - 92: So It Was Just a Clone, Two Great Saints Defect, the Azure Dragon Ruler Falls!

Although Yang Pan was suppressed by Jun Xiaoyao when he attacked earlier, his powerful aura still made people's hearts tremble.

It could be said that ordinary prodigies from immortal forces would definitely not be able to defeat Yang Pan.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao actually said that the Yang Pan before them was just a clone, which was somewhat terrifying.

If even a clone possessed such strength, how powerful must Yang Pan's true body be?

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was very calm.

He had realized that Yang Pan was just a clone the first moment he saw him.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about this.

Because whether it was the true body or a clone, it was all the same in his eyes; he could suppress either casually, there wasn't much difference.

At most, suppressing the true body might take a few more moves.

In the distance, Yang Pan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face extremely gloomy.

He said coldly, "To subdue the Four Symbols Ancient Kingdom, my true body doesn't need to act. I just didn't expect to run into you."

Rage surged in Yang Pan's heart.

He was indeed just a clone; Yang Pan's true body was still in the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

However, in Yang Pan's view, even if it was just a clone, it was more than enough to subdue the Four Symbols Ancient Kingdom; his personal presence wasn't required.

But who could have predicted that Jun Xiaoyao was standing behind the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom?

This major variable obstructed Yang Pan's plans.

Yang Pan took a deep breath, then said with a cold tone, "Jun Xiaoyao, since you know this Marquis is just a clone, you should also know how powerful my true body is."

"If you stop now, there's still room for recourse."

Yang Pan knew in his heart that this clone of his could not possibly defeat Jun Xiaoyao, so he could only use his true body to pressure him.

"Whether it's your true body or a clone, does it make a difference to this Divine Son? Both can be suppressed with a single palm," Jun Xiaoyao said with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.

"You..." Yang Pan's brow twitched, a cold glint surging in his eyes.

"As expected of Lord Divine Son..." Bai Yu'er and the others showed adoration in their eyes.

In the Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain, how many would dare to show such contempt for the Champion Hou of a Divine Dynasty?

"Fine, Jun Xiaoyao, you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit." Yang Pan's words fell.

Around him, four dark figures manifested, carrying a suffocating and vast coercive pressure.

"It's those four Saints..." The White Tiger Ruler and the Black Tortoise Ruler showed fear in their eyes.

If it weren't for those four Saints, their two kingdoms wouldn't have been defeated and forced to submit so easily.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced over and shook his head slightly, "Four puppets comparable to the Saint realm. Yang Pan, your luck isn't bad."

"What? Those are puppets?" The White Tiger and Black Tortoise Rulers were astonished.

"So what if they're puppets? They are enough to suppress you," Yang Pan sneered.

He hadn't actually thought of killing Jun Xiaoyao.

If he killed Jun Xiaoyao with his own strength, then even the Jun family wouldn't be able to find any leverage.

After all, in the contention among the younger generation, life and death were perfectly normal.

But if Yang Pan used Saint-level puppets to kill Jun Xiaoyao, the Jun family would definitely be enraged to a terrifying degree.

Even the Panwu Divine Dynasty behind him wouldn't be able to protect him.

Although Yang Pan was excessively arrogant, he wasn't brainless.

He only needed to use the Saint-level puppets to suppress Jun Xiaoyao and the others.

Then he could directly attack the imperial capital of the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom and obtain the compass component.

"Jun Xiaoyao, as long as I suppress you with the Saint-level puppets, won't the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom be in this Marquis's pocket? Both that item and this Bai Yu'er will belong to this Marquis."

Yang Pan glanced at Bai Yu'er, a trace of fiery and邪异 (evil/unconventional) desire flashing in his eyes.

Bai Yu'er was indeed very beautiful, charming and delicate, making even Yang Pan's heart itch a little.

He had a habit of collecting beautiful women, and this Bai Yu'er was a treasure he was determined to obtain.

"Wishful thinking! Can you even compare to a single finger of Lord Divine Son?" Bai Yu'er retorted coldly, a look of disgust in her eyes.

Although Yang Pan's strength and status were not weak, in terms of appearance, character, and temperament, he was utterly incomparable to Jun Xiaoyao.

One was an immortal in the heavens.

The other was a commoner from the marketplace.

Could these two even be compared?

"Bitch! When you submit to this Marquis, let's see if you still say that!" Yang Pan斥道 (scolded/berated).

The four Saint-level puppets simultaneously erupted with their auras, preparing to attack.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze swept towards those few rulers.

"Are you still going to follow that Yang Pan?"

Jun Xiaoyao's words caused the expressions of the White Tiger Ruler and the Black Tortoise Ruler to change, and then their eyes flickered.

To be honest, Yang Pan's personality was unpredictable, and he had even insulted them as useless trash who ate shit.

Rather than suffer under Champion Hou, it would be better to choose to submit to Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao's status and position were only higher, not lower, than Champion Hou's.

Under this consideration, with almost no hesitation, the two rulers flashed and changed camps, saying, "We are willing to submit to the Divine Son of the Jun family!"

"You..." Cold flames burned in Yang Pan's eyes.

The Azure Dragon Ruler's face tensed; he did not choose to side with Jun Xiaoyao.

Because his son, Xiao Chen, already had a grudge against Jun Xiaoyao.

Adding to that this war, his Azure Dragon Ancient Kingdom was considered the main instigator.

The Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom would not let the Azure Dragon Ancient Kingdom off so easily.

And the most important point was that the Azure Dragon Ruler wanted to become the ruler of the Four Symbols Ancient Kingdom.

Only Yang Pan could fulfill his ambition.

Therefore, the Azure Dragon Ruler was determined to cling tightly to Yang Pan's thigh.

Seeing the indifferent Azure Dragon Ruler, Jun Xiaoyao didn't care.

He still had plans for Xiao Chen in the future; taking his father as a subordinate was clearly not a wise move.

"Hmph, are you two seeking the destruction of your kingdoms?" Yang Pan said coldly.

The expressions of the two rulers were somewhat unnatural.

Jun Xiaoyao said lightly, "With me here, who would dare to destroy their kingdoms?"

"Jun Xiaoyao, don't get complacent! With the Azure Dragon Ruler and me, we still have five Saints here. We can still suppress you!"

With Yang Pan's order, the Azure Dragon Ruler led the four Saint-level puppets to suppress Jun Xiaoyao's side.

The Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise Rulers also surged with their auras, preparing to meet the enemy.

However, at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand and chuckled lightly, "No need for now. Just watch the show."

"Watch the show?" The three rulers were stunned.

And at this moment, the sound of a qin suddenly arose in the distant sky, transforming into a thousand-zhang killing blade that swept across.

That terrifying qin music killing blade even sliced through space itself, leaving a dark spatial rift where it passed.

"Dao Protector!" Yang Pan's expression changed abruptly.

He had come as a clone this time and thus had no Dao Protector with him.

But he hadn't expected that there was actually a Dao Protector hidden behind Jun Xiaoyao.

Moreover, judging by the power of that attack, it was definitely not comparable to an ordinary Saint.

"Damn it!"

Unprecedented horror condensed in the Azure Dragon Ruler's pupils.

That qin music killing blade made even a Saint like him feel a chill in his heart, his whole body filled with coldness.

"Heavenly Dragon Emperor Fist!"

The Azure Dragon Ruler let out a low roar, his Saint realm strength fully erupting. A phantom of an azure dragon accompanied his fist as it blasted out, shaking the heavens!

However, the result was...

Pfft!

The killing blade swept past, a head fell to the ground!

Azure Dragon Ruler, deceased!

(End of this Chapter)