Chapter 239: The Sword Qi Spans Ten Thousand Li, One Sword Cools Nineteen Provinces—The Kill of Time!

More than a dozen forbidden beings from the Ancient Divine Mountains emerged, stirring chaos in the breath of heaven and earth.

The void erupted in turmoil, the earth trembled, thunder crashed from the nine heavens, and wind and clouds changed color!

The Wanshang Continent was plunged into unprecedented upheaval.

Naturally, this shift drew the attention of many forces on the Wanshang Continent.

"That direction—it's the Ancient Divine Mountains of the Extreme West!"

"Who dares disturb the Ancient Divine Mountains?"

"Let's go see!"

Forces from all four corners of the Wanshang Continent were startled and rushed toward the Ancient Divine Mountains at top speed.

These forces were all human sects.

Like the situation on Tianxuan Continent, the human factions of the Wanshang Continent had long suffered oppression from the Ancient Divine Mountains.

The Ancient Divine Mountains would obliterate human sects at a moment's notice, and humans dared not resist.

Meanwhile, the Ancient Gods had previously poured all their energy into suppressing the Sin Clan; their primary mission was to contain the Sin Clan, so they naturally had no spare strength to deal with the Ancient Divine Mountains.

Over time, the Ancient Divine Mountains became a feared forbidden land across the Wanshang Continent.

But now, someone had dared to disrupt this forbidden land, causing a massive commotion.

This caught everyone off guard, sparking curiosity—forces from all sides surged toward the Ancient Divine Mountains like a tidal wave.

And at this moment, before the Ancient Divine Mountains.

More than a dozen forbidden beings radiated power that shook heaven and earth.

This force, even within the Immortal Realm, was formidable—sufficient to rival first-tier powers like the Zhuque Ancient Nation.

"Jun Family Divine Son, don't think your backing from the Jun Family grants you the right to tyrannize."

The Golden Wing Sword-Toothed Tiger of Tianhu Divine Mountain spoke in human speech.

Its gaze, however, held a trace of caution as it looked toward the Fallen Sacred Body.

The Fallen Sacred Body's aura was neither like a puppet nor like a normal Saint-level powerhouse.

Thus, they could not determine what this terrifying entity truly was.

"Our Ancient Divine Mountains are linked to the Ancient Imperial Clan of the Upper Realm. You provoke us here—do you dare provoke the Ancient Imperial Clan?"

The White Jade Dragon Elephant of Baiyu Divine Mountain also spoke.

Watching these forbidden beings speak one after another, the surrounding creatures of the Divine Mountains were stunned.

This doesn't make sense.

According to the nature of these Divine Mountain ancestors.

Any being daring to challenge the Divine Mountains would be instantly annihilated—no words wasted.

For example, long ago, some human Saints banded together to resist the Ancient Divine Mountains.

They were immediately wiped out by a few forbidden beings of the Divine Mountains, not a single word spoken.

So why, now, facing a white-robed young lord whose cultivation hasn't even reached Saint Ninth Stage, are these forbidden beings suddenly so talkative?

Some Divine Mountain creatures instantly understood.

Fear.

These forbidden ancestors of the Divine Mountains are deeply afraid.

Not just of the Fallen Sacred Body—but also of Jun Xiaoyao's identity.

Jun Family Divine Son!

These Divine Mountain forbidden ancestors are not as foolish as the Ancient Demon Clan or the Ancient Beast Clan.

They are shrewd—they refuse to openly offend the Jun Family.

Though they are backed by the Imperial Clan, in the eyes of the Ancient Imperial Clan, they are merely slightly larger pawns.

Jun Xiaoyao heard this and smiled coldly: "Why I came to kill—you all know better than anyone."

"Serve the Ancient Imperial Clan as dogs, and be ready to be slaughtered!"

Hearing this merciless insult, the Golden Wing Sword-Toothed Tiger, White Jade Dragon Elephant, and other Divine Mountain ancestors all glared with murderous intent.

This Jun Xiaoyao speaks without leaving even a sliver of room.

"Jun Family Divine Son, enough! Don't think we of the Ancient Divine Mountains truly fear you!" growled the Golden Wing Sword-Toothed Tiger.

"Forget it. I'm too lazy to waste words with a bunch of ingredients," Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

Wouldn't it be better to soak in a hot spring than to listen to this nonsense?

"Die!"

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao call them ingredients, the Golden Wing Sword-Toothed Tiger, White Jade Dragon Elephant, and other forbidden ancestors could no longer endure.

After all, if heaven falls, someone taller will hold it up.

Let the Ancient Imperial Clan bear the Jun Family's wrath.

"Kill!"

The Golden Wing Sword-Toothed Tiger flapped its wings—metallic, razor-sharp energy rang through the heavens.

The White Jade Dragon Elephant also struck, one foot shattering the earth for ten thousand li, charging forward like a divine mountain.

The other Divine Mountain ancestors joined in unison.

The might of their combined assault could rightly be called the destruction of heaven and earth.

At this moment, the human factions who had come to watch finally arrived.

They dared only observe from afar.

Seeing this scene, every human cultivator froze in shock.

"All of them—Forbidden Beings of the Divine Mountains! Oh heavens, they're all attacking that white-robed young lord!"

"It's the Jun Family Divine Son! He's the one who acted before, ending the Sin Clan's calamity!"

Many recognized Jun Xiaoyao.

He was now renowned across the Wanshang Continent.

Most knew that in the Immortal Realm, a powerful, high-ranking young lord from the ancient human clan had descended.

That was Jun Xiaoyao.

But none expected him to actually dare confront the Ancient Divine Mountains.

Even other Immortal Realm prodigies from below, upon encountering the Divine Mountain creatures, avoided conflict entirely.

"The Jun Family Divine Son is truly our human hero—but can he withstand this?"

Seeing the devastating waves before them, many human cultivators felt deep concern.

"Divine Son…"

Dongxuan Ancestor and Guyuan's faces were grim.

The two guardians of the Jiang Family were also bracing themselves fully.

Jun Xiaoyao was also a vital figure in the Jiang Family.

Though Jun Xiaoyao had never officially held any position in the Jiang Family, every Jiang clan member already regarded him as their Young Master.

Thus, the Jiang Family's two guardians had the duty to protect Jun Xiaoyao's safety.

Facing a combined assault from more than a dozen Saint mid- and late-stage experts,

Jun Xiaoyao stood like a reef in a raging tide—unmoving, unshaken.

"Is this all your strength? If so…"

Jun Xiaoyao closed his eyes.

The full soul power of his true spirit within his divine palace poured into the Fallen Sacred Body.

This was the most harmonious union he had ever achieved with the Fallen Sacred Body.

Of course, the cost of this harmony was that Jun Xiaoyao himself had to bear the inauspicious force.

Agony surged violently through his mind.

But Jun Xiaoyao ignored it.

At this moment, his resonance with the Fallen Sacred Body reached nearly ninety-nine percent!

The Fallen Sacred Body's long hair whipped wildly as it roared toward the heavens.

Dark crimson blood qi erupted like an ancient volcano, surging through the nine layers of the sky!

Simultaneously, an ancient sword steeped in the aura of time pierced through the air—it was the Pan Emperor's Time Sword.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand; the Fallen Sacred Body raised its hand and gripped the Pan Emperor's Time Sword.

Understand this: it was not Jun Xiaoyao—but the Fallen Sacred Body—who gripped the Pan Emperor's Time Sword!

This meant the Pan Emperor's Time Sword would unleash its ultimate power in the hands of the Saint-level Fallen Sacred Body!

Jun Xiaoyao slowly raised one hand, pointing straight at the heavens!

The Fallen Sacred Body, holding the Pan Emperor's Time Sword, also pointed its blade straight at the heavens!

"Pan Emperor's Time Sword—Time's Kill!"

Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

The next instant, he snapped open his eyes, formed a finger-sword, and slashed downward!

The Fallen Sacred Body, simultaneously, gripped the Pan Emperor's Time Sword and slashed horizontally!

A vast, boundless blade of light, steeped in the aura of ten thousand eons, cut across the heavens!

Where it passed, the void collapsed silently, revealing rifts in space!

Stars shattered, heaven and earth reversed, the sky trembled, and the multiverse was destroyed!

Sword qi crisscrosses thirty thousand li; one blade's glow freezes nineteen provinces!

This sword strike cannot be stopped by anyone!