Chapter 269

Anything associated with an Emperor represents the supreme and unrivaled.

And nothing better embodies the Emperor's might than an Emperor weapon.

But an Emperor weapon is what kind of existence? It is a strategic weapon, one of the foundational treasures of an immortal clan.

In fact, even the heir of an immortal force could never carry an Emperor weapon at their side.

For one, Emperor weapons are far too precious.

For two, the young generation of prodigies could never unleash the true power of an Emperor weapon.

Thus, no young prodigy could possibly possess an Emperor weapon.

But now, seeing the three ancient swords Jun Xiaoyao summoned, Wang Chuan and the others were left stunned.

Those three swords were precisely the Pan Huang Three Swords.

Jun Xiaoyao had already gathered all three Pan Huang Swords, but he had never summoned them until now.

Now, facing the might of the heavenly tribulation, Jun Xiaoyao could only reveal this final trump card.

Pan Huang Sword of Life, Pan Huang Sword of Time, Pan Huang Sword of Void.

The three swords overlapped in the void, beginning to merge.

A wave of Emperor aura began to spread.

The Pan Huang Three Swords were originally split from the Emperor weapon, Pan Huang Sword.

Now that they were merging, there was no resistance whatsoever.

In barely a few breaths, a terrifying Emperor weapon radiating boundless Emperor aura emerged.

It was an ancient sword, bearing a sharpness capable of severing all things in the world.

Around the ancient sword, countless lifeforms seemed to bow in worship; the breath of time permeated the air, causing the void itself to collapse under the weight of that immense power.

The Emperor weapon, Pan Huang Sword, finally appeared in the world!

"Is that… the Emperor weapon of the Pan Wu Divine Dynasty, the Pan Huang Sword? But how could it be in Jun Xiaoyao's hands?" Xiao Moxian and the others were utterly bewildered.

Emperor weapons are exceedingly rare—they are weapons cultivated by an Emperor throughout their lifetime.

Thus, typically, only immortal forces that have produced an Emperor may possess one.

Therefore, most Emperor weapons are well known.

Which immortal force possesses which ultimate Emperor weapon is generally common knowledge.

The Pan Huang Sword was the Emperor weapon cultivated by Emperor Pan Wu, passed down by the Pan Wu Divine Dynasty.

But later, it was split into three parts and scattered across the four corners.

Only when Marquis Yang Pan appeared did he acquire one-third of the Pan Huang Sword.

That is precisely why Wang Chuan, Xiao Moxian, Ji Qingyi, and others were so shaken upon seeing Jun Xiaoyao summon the Pan Huang Sword.

Jiang Luoli had known beforehand, so she was not overly surprised.

"He actually possesses an Emperor weapon—if he had summoned it earlier, he wouldn't have needed to fight me for so long; he could have slashed me with one strike, even instantly killed me." Wang Chuan shuddered in relief.

Although Jun Xiaoyao could not yet fully unleash the power of the Emperor weapon, nor even control it smoothly.

But even if he could only manifest one ten-thousandth of the Emperor weapon's power, it would still pose a grave threat to Wang Chuan.

He could even sever Wang Chuan's Small Sixfold Lunhui Disc with a single slash.

This imitation of an Emperor weapon could never withstand a true Emperor weapon.

Just as the crowd was stunned by Jun Xiaoyao's summoning of the Emperor weapon,

That terrifying bolt of lightning directly struck the Pan Huang Sword.

Instantly, the Pan Huang Sword trembled violently, and a vast, ocean-like Emperor aura spread outward.

An Emperor cannot be insulted!

An Emperor weapon cannot be insulted either!

BOOM!

This impact directly triggered the Pan Huang Sword's counterattack.

This was not Jun Xiaoyao controlling the Pan Huang Sword.

It was the Pan Huang Sword, upon being attacked, instinctively retaliating.

A blade of light surged from the Pan Huang Sword, as if capable of tearing apart ten thousand li of void!

That lightning column was instantly split in two, cleaved cleanly down the middle!

"Hmph, just as I expected." Jun Xiaoyao's lips curled into a faint smile.

He had counted on the Pan Huang Sword to automatically unleash its Emperor aura.

If Jun Xiaoyao had tried to control it himself, he could never have unleashed its true power, let alone withstand the heavenly punishment.

The Pan Huang Sword had, in essence, granted Jun Xiaoyao the most precious time imaginable.

Within Jun Xiaoyao's dantian, that primordial point finally fully formed.

In the instant it formed, all of heaven and earth seemed to freeze, falling utterly silent.

All sound was drained away.

The Dao of heaven and earth appeared to pause for a single moment.

One Dao emerges, and all other Daos submit!

In the instant Jun Xiaoyao's Dao manifested, all nine heavens, ten lands, and infinite realms froze for a fleeting moment.

Yes, only a moment.

The shortest possible moment.

And in that fleeting instant, Jun Xiaoyao suppressed all Daos of the myriad realms!

Yet, a moment later, heaven and earth instantly returned to normal, as if nothing had ever happened.

But some ancient beings had sensed this anomaly.

In the Immortal Realm, within ancient clans, primordial imperial lineages, immortal sects, and supreme imperial dynasties, elder beings who had lived for countless eons were filled with shock and doubt.

"What just happened?"

"Why did it feel as if, for a single instant, all things fell into absolute stillness?"

"How is that possible? Who? Was that the work of an Emperor?"

"No… impossible. Even an Emperor, let alone the legendary Immortals, could never possess such power to interfere with the operation of the Dao across the nine heavens and ten lands…"

"What exactly happened? I cannot even trace the source of this anomaly."

"Indeed, it's as if… the source of this anomaly does not belong to the nine heavens and ten lands…"

Countless ancient beings and great figures across the nine heavens and ten lands were stunned, even trembling with fear!

Even the supreme lords of life-restricting zones were speculating.

And within the Eternally Buried Soil, terrifying beings buried for countless eons stirred awake from their slumber.

One could say these ancient elders and living fossils could never have imagined:

This anomaly, spanning the nine heavens and ten lands, originated from a young supreme genius who had just broken through to the Union Dao realm!

In the ancient Jun Clan, all those with blood ties to Jun Xiaoyao felt a faint resonance.

The closer the bloodline, the stronger the sensation.

"Could this feeling… be Xiaoyao?" Jun Zhantian's aged face was filled with disbelief.

He had merely wanted Jun Xiaoyao to descend to the mortal realm to seek a single fragment of World Origin as an Immortal Seed.

What grand scheme had Jun Xiaoyao unleashed to cause such a change?

Yet moments later, Jun Zhantian stroked his beard and smiled proudly: "Of course—my grandson always brings unexpected surprises. I can hardly wait for him to return and see what great feat he's accomplished."

Jun Zhantian chuckled happily.

He assumed Jun Xiaoyao had somehow obtained some Immortal Seed stronger than World Origin.

He never imagined Jun Xiaoyao had forged his own path.

Meanwhile, in some indescribable, mysterious place,

A figure clad in white robes, noble and towering, sat cross-legged in eternal, dead darkness.

His body was broken, his long hair hanging loose, obscuring his eyes.

"This feeling… is… my son…"

The white-robed figure murmured to himself, rising to his feet, as if wishing to gaze into the distance.

In the instant he stood, the void shattered, and heaven and earth itself seemed unable to bear his terrifying power.

This pressure was boundless and overwhelming, crushing the nine heavens and ten lands, sweeping through past, present, and future!

Even supreme Zhizun s were but ants before this white-robed figure.