Chapter 1099: White-Clad God King Battles the Ultimate Calamity, the Apocalyptic Four Heavens Unleash!

Boom—

Heaven and earth seemed to return to chaos, all matter as if scattered into the primordial.

This is an astonishing sight, representing the great clash of the supreme.

What shattered void, before such a clash, is merely child's play.

At this moment, the battle in the Border Wasteland is temporarily halted.

The powerhouses of both realms are in tacit agreement.

Their war here cannot be ended in a short while.

And only the Ultimate Calamity can truly determine the situation of both realms.

If the Ultimate Calamity truly revives, emerging from the Dark Void Realm,

the Immortal Realm will face a deathly calamity.

At the very least, several fragments of the Immortal Realm will be shattered, countless billions of living beings will bleed, and many immortal powers will be destroyed.

But if the Ultimate Calamity can be resealed or fall back into slumber, the calamity of the Immortal Realm will be temporarily eased.

As for slaying the Ultimate Calamity?

Even the beings of the Immortal Realm dare not imagine such a thing.

Under the gaze of countless beings.

In the area reduced to chaos.

A muffled groan sounded.

Jun Jun Wu Hui's figure emerged, shaken back, his chest heaving violently, his divine patterns worn away in many places.

A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his lips.

"Father!"

Jun Xiaoyao's pupils trembled.

"It's fine, Xiaoyao, you go first."

Jun Jun Wu Hui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his spine still straight!

"How... how is this possible?"

The kings of the Border Wasteland and foreign realms who saw this scene were all stunned.

They originally thought Jun Jun Wu Hui would be annihilated by a single finger of the Ultimate Calamity.

After all, even the mighty malice of gods was obliterated by three fingers of the Ultimate Calamity.

No matter how strong Jun Jun Wu Hui is, he is merely one of the Three Pure Ones' incarnations.

Even this incarnation possesses combat power nearly equal to the true body.

Moreover, the most important thing is Jun Jun Wu Hui's realm.

He has not taken that step!

This is the terrifying part!

Jun Jun Wu Hui's strength cannot truly be measured by realm.

He is also an existence transcending common sense.

"This person is truly a monster, no wonder he can wear white and call himself king, eternally guarding the border."

"Yes, among the myriad heroes of the Immortal Realm, only the God King leaves his name."

Even standing on the opposing side, some immortal kings sigh in admiration.

Jun Jun Wu Hui is indeed an opponent who is vexing, hateful, yet impossible not to admire.

"Can my lord God King hold out?" a gatekeeper worried.

"Believe in the God King, he is our Immortal Realm's guardian deity!" Scarred Fourth Grandpa shouted loudly.

His faith is firm.

His benefactor, Jun Jun Wu Hui, is invincible, undefeated!

"My Jun family, ancient heroes, only Jun Wu Hui and Xiaoyao can follow in his footsteps, even surpass..."

The emperor of the Jun hidden lineage, Jun Shenyu, also muttered to himself.

Although he and the main lineage's Jun are both called emperors.

But he knows that the latter's strength has already far surpassed the emperor realm.

Within the Dark Void Realm.

Jun Jun Wu Hui's white robes fluttered, three thousand divine nations encircling, Buddhist chants.

He is like a ray of light in the darkness, bringing a hint of hope to the desperate world.

"Father, I won't leave."

Jun Xiaoyao's tone is very firm.

He is not the kind of person who acts on impulse.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao feels he should stay here.

"Moreover, I and the Ultimate Calamity still have a wager, betting on who will laugh last."

Jun Xiaoyao is also quite carefree, life and death not in his eyes!

"You..."

Jun Jun Wu Hui fell silent, then smiled.

He felt proud of Jun Xiaoyao.

Even if he perishes, the Jun family will still have Jun Xiaoyao as hope.

As long as Jun Xiaoyao lives, the Jun family will not perish.

"You have indeed exceeded my expectations."

The ultimate calamity seemed somewhat unexpected, but Jun Jun Wu Hui managed to block his finger.

"Throughout ancient and modern times, how many have been able to fight the calamity?"

"I, Jun Jun Wu Hui, to have such a battle—no regrets!"

Jun Jun Wu Hui laughed freely.

With Jun Xiaoyao, this qilin child, present, he too can let go and fight to his heart's content!

God King Rebirth Technique!

Jun Jun Wu Hui's body shone brilliantly, runes etched upon him, glowing.

This is the restorative technique of the God King Body; as long as the origin remains unharmed, it can instantly recover.

It is remarkably similar to the Immortal Spirit Technique obtained by Jun Xiaoyao in the Book of Life.

In just a few moments, Jun Jun Wu Hui's internal injuries healed.

He leapt across the sky in a single stride, directly appearing before the Ultimate Calamity, and struck out with a seal!

God King Fallen Immortal Seal!

The white-clad God King, his bearing unfolding, engaged the calamity in battle!

This scene was deeply imprinted in the hands of countless beings of the border wastelands' immortal domains.

Many women, moreover, were left stunned.

Jun Jun Wu Hui, Jun Xiaoyao—this father-son duo, truly capable of astonishing myriad ages!

Throughout ancient and modern times, such heroes—how many could there be?

Boom!

In the void, the Great Destruction erupted once more!

Facing the Ultimate Calamity capable of bringing despair to all, Jun Jun Wu Hui showed not the slightest hesitation or retreat.

"Are you his father? This fearless courage of the ignorant is, after all, from the same source."

Facing the oncoming Jun Jun Wu Hui, the Ultimate Calamity's expression remained cold and indifferent.

Around him, black blood condensed into a shield, covered in black runes.

Jun Jun Wu Hui's seal actually failed to break through the black blood shield.

The Ultimate Calamity continued to point with a finger.

He had no divine abilities or techniques.

Perhaps, at his realm, unless it is a true world-ending forbidden technique, all divine abilities and techniques are superfluous.

Simple and plain—just a finger, a palm, a fist—constitutes the supreme technique.

This is the Ultimate Calamity that brings endless fear and pollution to the world!

An invincible existence!

Even the battle with the white-clad God King, in the eyes of the Ultimate Calamity,

is merely a game of cat and mouse.

Facing a nearly hopeless battle, Jun Jun Wu Hui's eyes showed not the slightest sign of weariness.

"Divine Judgment, Fallen God Seal!"

In the Three Thousand Divine Nations, the three thousand seated deities simultaneously descended in divine punishment at this moment!

This is the judgment of the gods, possessing unmatched power.

With the support of three thousand divine powers, it transformed into the Fallen God Seal!

The void was pressed and collapsed; the Great Dao itself was worn away beneath this seal!

Boom!

The black blood shield violently trembled.

"All in vain, after all."

"The black tide will drown the world; the true black calamity will descend."

"I am one of the Four Heavenly Starts of the Apocalypse; I will first bring disaster and despair to the world—your resistance is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

The Ultimate Calamity, from beginning to end, remained indifferent; demonic sounds echoed through eternity, bringing endless despair to people.

In Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, a flash of dark light passed.

He heard a key piece of information from the Ultimate Calamity's mouth.

Apocalypse Four Heavenly Starts!

Regarding this, Jun Xiaoyao recalled an allusion from the scriptures of his past life.

When the apocalypse comes, the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse will descend, bringing the final destruction to the world.

The Four Horsemen respectively represent war, famine, plague, and death.

Of course, that is the story recorded in the scriptures of his past life.

But now, the Apocalypse Four Heavenly Starts mentioned by the Ultimate Calamity made Jun Xiaoyao inevitably think of this.

"Black blood, polluting the endless world; those contaminated by it will fall into madness."

"Is this not exactly corresponding to the plague among the Four Heavenly Starts?"

Jun Xiaoyao thought of this.

He felt a chill rise to his heart.

Could it be that, in this world, besides the Ultimate Calamity as a forbidden existence, there are three others?

This made Jun Xiaoyao recall those great terrors of the world.

Origin, the Great Calamity of the Era, the mysterious Boundary Sea, the existence buried in the Buried Realm, and the dark turmoil, etc……

It seems that behind all these calamities, the shadows of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse lurk.

They are the driving force behind the Great Calamity of the Era.

The Four Great Horsemen — what manner of existence are they, exactly? Were they created by some unimaginable being, or are they a spontaneously born source of destruction?

"The waters of this world run too deep."

Jun Xiaoyao's mood was slightly heavy.

However, this also spurred him on; he had to obtain even greater power.

In the Border Wastes, many living beings of the Immortal Domain saw the scenes within the light curtain, and the light in their eyes dimmed.

"What are we to do? Even my lord the God King cannot break through the Ultimate Calamity's defense."

"Indeed, my lord the God King is already strong enough, but alas, the opponent is the Ultimate Calamity!"

Unable to break even the defense — it gives a feeling of utter despair.

Were it anyone else, even a Great Emperor, faced with this situation, they would be powerless, without any recourse.

Yet Jun Jun Wu Hui's expression was resolute, his eyes flashing with brilliant light.

He continued to attack, his fighting spirit not diminishing in the slightest!

"Ignorant."

The Ultimate Calamity's tone was cold.

Bang!

Another heaven-shaking, universe-destroying strike.

Jun Jun Wu Hui was knocked back once more.

This time, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, staining the white robes on his body red.

"My lord God King!"

At the border pass, countless people's hearts spasmed; Scarred Fourth Grandpa shouted even louder, his old eyes trembling.

"Jun Wu Hui!" The Jun Clan's ancestors all felt their hearts tremble.

"Is there really... no way?"

The Immortal Domain cultivators all felt despair in their hearts.

Even the faith in their hearts, Jun Jun Wu Hui, cannot hold the line — who else can save this world?