[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body":3,"chapter-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-159":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting with the Wasteland Sacred Body",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2340966,4576,"Chapter 159: Confronting Jin Chixiaopeng and Fa Hai: The Six Paths Reincarnation Fist Unleashed","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-159",159,"\u003Cp>The words of Jin Chixiaopeng silenced the four corners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, everyone wanted to know how Jun Xiaoyao had passed the fiftieth trial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This divine son wishes to pass, so he passes—why should I explain myself to you, a golden crispy chicken?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao sneered, too lazy to explain anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet these words left a crowd stunned and dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To call Jin Chixiaopeng a “golden crispy chicken” was an outright humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jun Xiaoyao, you—!” Jin Chixiaopeng raged, his five organs burning, his back pair of wings thrashing with sword-like feathers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the heir of Jiaoluo Sacred Mountain, of the Golden Wings Great Peng lineage, how had he ever endured such shame?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if Jun Xiaoyao had just shattered the Heavenly Dao Tower’s record, so what?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew whether Jun Xiaoyao had passed through sheer strength or some special means.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Those who dislike this divine son—come together. I have no time to deal with you one by one.” Jun Xiaoyao stood in midair, hands behind his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cultivation had surged dramatically since before—he needed a few punching bags to test his new power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Jun Xiaoyao speak this way, few dared call him arrogant; after all, he had just shattered a ten-thousand-year record and was at the peak of his fame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, they were deeply curious: what kind of opportunity had Jun Xiaoyao gained on the fiftieth level, and how strong had he truly become?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Chixiaopeng’s battle intent surged, golden light blazing from his eyes—he was naturally combative and refused to be outdone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Amitabha, Master Jun, this monk wishes to test you.” Fa Hai could no longer hold back—he would act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, he feared his mind would crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Ye Xingyun, his expression shifted, but in the end, he did not move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need to deal with him now. When I descend to the mortal realm, I’ll find the treasures of Wuji Star Palace—then my cultivation will explode, I’ll reign supreme, and defeating Jun Xiaoyao won’t be impossible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Xingyun muttered to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was cowardice, yet he insisted on finding excuses to comfort himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao swept his gaze across Yin-Yang Holy Son, Xia Lan, and others—they lacked even the courage to meet his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, his gaze settled on Ji Qingyi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ji Clan’s divine maiden—won’t you fight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji Qingyi blinked in surprise; she hadn’t expected Jun Xiaoyao to turn his words toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she softly replied, “Master Xiaoyao jests—Qingyi has no desire to compete.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the Holy Maiden of the Human Immortal Sect avoid battle, many cultivators stared in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the younger generation of Huangtian Immortal Realm, Jun Xiaoyao had already begun to radiate invincible authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao himself silently shook his head—missed a chance to take a female slave… oh no, a sparring partner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then it’s just the two of you—come together.” Jun Xiaoyao spoke calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Arrogant!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Chixiaopeng could no longer contain himself—he let out a deafening roar, and eighty-four thousand sword-feathers erupted from his back, forming a raging flood!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if eighty-four thousand golden flying swords shattered the heavens, cleaving the sky apart!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each feather vibrated with razor-sharp sword qi, chilling the soul!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With eighty-four thousand feathers unleashed, the sheer pressure was unimaginable—many cultivators turned pale and trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same moment, Fa Hai moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stomped the ground, shattering it with the recoil force, then shot upward into the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thick golden light burst forth, his body swelling until he resembled a golden Buddha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s the secret body cultivation art of Little Western Heaven—the Sixteen-Foot Golden Body!” some elder cultivators whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an extremely powerful body cultivation art, comparable to Supreme Art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When perfected, it was indestructible—even if the Primordial Spirit perished, the body would endure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who would’ve thought that in this generation, the Little Western Heaven’s Buddha Son could refine the Sixteen-Foot Golden Body to this level?” an elder marveled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless of other factors, merely this Sixteen-Foot Golden Body alone was enough for Fa Hai to stand among the top prodigies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Chixiaopeng and the Little Western Heaven’s Buddha Son—each alone could stand atop the peak of prodigies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now, they were both attacking together, joining forces against Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s expression remained calm—he raised his palm, simple and straightforward, and brought it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a simple palm strike—but also an extraordinary one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For this palm contained three billion seven hundred million catties of force!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did that mean?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It far exceeded the imagination of most cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air shrieked with explosive pressure; before Jun Xiaoyao’s palm, all air was compressed, the void trembling like a rippling lake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the ultimate expression of pure force!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One palm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Merely one palm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eighty-four thousand sword-feathers shattered!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terrifying pressure and palm wind slammed Jin Chixiaopeng bodily into the earth, burying him deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fa Hai, though activating the Sixteen-Foot Golden Body and multiplying his physical strength, was still flung away by Jun Xiaoyao’s palm, spewing blood uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He finally stopped only after crashing through several nearby pavilions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All present cultivators shivered involuntarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Terrifying!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond description!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao hadn’t even used any technique—just a simple palm strike, and both Little Peng King and Fa Hai couldn’t withstand it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jun Clan’s divine son’s physical strength has surged again—what art has he cultivated?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this the terrifying power of the Ancient Holy Body? How many chains has Jun Xiaoyao broken?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many prodigy cultivators gasped in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ji Qingyi’s gaze was more solemn than ever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regardless of anything else, in pure physical strength, ten of her combined couldn’t match Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cough… Jun Xiaoyao, you…” Jin Chixiaopeng spat blood, crawling from the deep crater, his eyes wild and bestial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was utter humiliation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still, the Nine-Headed Lion now sneered coldly: “You mocked me for serving my master? At least I’m his mount—what about you? You can’t even take one of his slaps—you’re trash.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Nine-Headed Lion’s mockery nearly made Jin Chixiaopeng choke on his own rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Fa Hai’s Sixteen-Foot Golden Body seemed on the verge of cracking—his body was split open, bleeding profusely, horrifying to behold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression was icy with fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This monk refuses to believe it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fa Hai attacked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great Wrathful Dragon, World-Honored Earth Store, Prajna Buddhas—Prajna Bhamakong!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fa Hai chanted the true scripture, activating the Little Western Heaven’s Supreme Art: the Great Wrathful Dragon Scripture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, golden light flooded the land; Buddhas appeared, flanked by heavenly dragon guardians, making Fa Hai resemble a holy Buddha-son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Jin Chixiaopeng unleashed his full power, activating the powerful bloodline technique of the Golden Wings Great Peng lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spectral Great Peng emerged in the void, tearing through countless true dragons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the Golden Wings Great Peng bloodline technique: the Great Peng Fighting Dragons Diagram!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were their ultimate moves—released simultaneously, even young sovereigns like Jun Lingcang and Ji Qingyi frowned in seriousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even they would find it difficult to withstand these two attacks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Jun Xiaoyao’s expression didn’t change—he punched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A force of reincarnation erupted, affecting heaven and earth, as if capable of shattering the ten thousand realms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six terrifying reincarnation vortices descended with Jun Xiaoyao’s fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One punch—sky and earth trembled, all beings feared, heaven and earth overturned!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This punch seemed to drag all things toward the Void; the void cracked, surrounding plants withered and died instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of ultimate art is this?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jin Chixiaopeng, rarely showing fear, now wore terror on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fa Hai’s expression twisted in shock—he felt an unprecedented dread!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One punch shattered the ground for dozens of miles; everything around turned to dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fa Hai and Jin Chixiaopeng were smashed deep into the earth, their fates unknown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Infinite shock and terror spread through every heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This fist art seemed to drag one into reincarnation—body and soul alike crushed to nothingness.\u003C\u002Fp>",1306,"2026-06-20T23:29:44.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1629aeb7db058458dde3976e95f8ddd7b1e966f70174afb6a635c641ebdd1838","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-160","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-158",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-cover.jpg"]