Chapter 272

Jun Xiaoyao's words struck Wang Chuan like a brutal blow, nearly shattering his Dao heart.

At fourteen, you're already a Heaven-Communicating Marquis—what more do you want?

Want to reach the heavens?

Wang Chuan's Dao heart trembled.

The Dao heart of an ancient prodigy should be as solid as a boulder, unshakable.

But facing Jun Xiaoyao—an aberration unseen since antiquity—even an ancient prodigy cannot withstand it; his Dao heart is on the verge of collapse.

Wang Chuan breathed deeply, forcing his emotions to settle.

Ji Qingyi, Xiao Moxian, and others could not calm their hearts either.

Previously, although Jun Xiaoyao dominated the younger generation of the Immortal Realm, his cultivation base was not particularly outstanding.

Now, within such a short time, Jun Xiaoyao has broken through three major realms and fifteen minor realms.

His cultivation base has now become the absolute pinnacle among the younger generation of the Immortal Realm.

Even when his cultivation was unremarkable, Jun Xiaoyao could sweep all before him.

Now that his cultivation has fully caught up and reached the peak, how powerful must he be now?

Jiang Luoli's eyes sparkled with unusual brilliance.

If the heavenly prodigies and immortal heirs of the Immortal Realm knew of Jun Xiaoyao's progress in the mortal realm, wouldn't they be stunned, their eyes bulging out?

She eagerly anticipated the heroic, commanding presence Jun Xiaoyao would display upon returning to the Immortal Realm.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao stood calmly atop the Spirit Altar.

He appeared transcendent, ethereal, and inscrutable.

This transformation of the Spirit Altar brought Jun Xiaoyao immense gains and profound changes.

The Jun Xiaoyao of now was fundamentally a different existence from the Jun Xiaoyao of before.

The current Jun Xiaoyao had mastered his own Dao.

This meant Jun Xiaoyao could transcend the Three Realms and exist beyond the Five Elements.

Even if the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands collapsed, Jun Xiaoyao would not perish.

For he was an individual entirely independent of this world—a anomaly the heavens could not tolerate!

"Across a billion years of past and present, who dares stand beside me?"

Jun Xiaoyao stood with hands behind his back, his white-robed figure tall and slender, his aura soaring as he murmured to himself.

This was not arrogance, but an invincible confidence.

Watching Jun Xiaoyao's otherworldly form and hearing his defiant words, Jiang Luoli's heart melted, her eyes filled with boundless admiration and infatuation.

Not just her—no female being alive could resist the magnetic allure radiating from Jun Xiaoyao at this moment.

Even Xiao Moxian's lips betrayed a trickle of drool.

She suddenly realized she was craving Jun Xiaoyao's body.

Even Ji Qingyi, as aloof and pure as a blue lotus, found her heart unsettled.

Her Dao heart, like a lotus, did not easily stir with emotion.

Yet now, her spirit could not help but tremble slightly.

As for Yi Yu and Yan Qingying, his two followers, they displayed nothing but profound reverence.

This was the Young Master they followed—a being who had roamed countless ages, with few worthy to stand beside him!

After his sigh atop the solitary altar, Jun Xiaoyao briefly assessed his gains.

They were too numerous to count.

The Divine Elephant Subduing Hell Power had evolved.

His Great Luo Immortal Bones had increased.

His cultivation had broken through to Heaven-Communicating Marquis.

He had obtained the lower volume of the Body Scripture.

He had forged his own path and evolved the Divine Origin Point.

He had also signed in for the Tuo She Ancient Emperor Flame, reborn his body, and gained the Three-Eras Primordial Spirit.

"The mortal realm truly did not disappoint—this haul is immense," Jun Xiaoyao himself marveled at the abundance of his gains.

If the current Jun Xiaoyao faced his former self, it would be an absolute crushing dominance.

Because now, Jun Xiaoyao had forged his own path and mastered his own Dao.

His combat power was incomparable.

His gaze instantly locked onto Wang Chuan, a strange light flickering in his eyes.

Under Jun Xiaoyao's stare, Wang Chuan's body hairs stood on end—he felt as if he'd been targeted by an ancient beast.

"Bad! Flee!" Wang Chuan's heart lurched; without hesitation, he spun and shot away.

With Jun Xiaoyao's transformation complete, all restrictions on the Spirit Altar vanished.

All prodigies were free to leave.

Wang Chuan surged toward the distant sky, seeking escape.

Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly and shook his head.

"You're an ancient prodigy—running without a fight? What kind of honor is that?" Jun Xiaoyao said coolly.

Now, among all present, the only one with any grievance against Jun Xiaoyao was Wang Chuan.

As for Xiao Moxian, she was now perfectly obedient and would never dare oppose Jun Xiaoyao.

Thus, the only one Jun Xiaoyao needed to deal with was Wang Chuan.

Behind him, a pure white, sacred pair of Wings of Freedom emerged.

This was the evolved version of the Demon Wings, cleansed of demonic corruption, now utterly divine.

With a slight flutter, Jun Xiaoyao unleashed the Void Extreme Speed.

This speed was far, far faster than his previous Demon Wings.

It was true ultimate freedom, as if he could roam the myriad heavens.

In mere moments, Jun Xiaoyao's figure appeared behind Wang Chuan.

Wang Chuan gasped and hastily summoned the Little Six Realms Reincarnation Disc to block.

Jun Xiaoyao did not summon the Pan Emperor Sword.

He wished to test his own strength, so he relied on no external tools.

Jun Xiaoyao simply punched forward—plainly, directly.

A terrifying force of ten billion jin surged forth.

This represented Jun Xiaoyao's current peak of physical power.

Ten billion jin was a limit, a power unimaginable to peers.

BOOM!

Jun Xiaoyao's punch shattered the void and slammed directly onto the Little Six Realms Reincarnation Disc.

With a deafening CLANG, the disc shuddered violently.

A terrifying recoil force crashed onto Wang Chuan.

Wang Chuan's chest constricted as if struck by a giant hammer—he spat blood and was flung backward.

Ji Qingyi, Xiao Moxian, and others could not suppress their shock.

This was an ancient prodigy—a Reincarnation Holy Body—and he had been shattered in a single blow.

Previously, Wang Chuan and Jun Xiaoyao had traded blows evenly; now he was utterly defenseless.

"My strength has indeed grown immensely," Jun Xiaoyao was unsurprised.

His power increase this time had been too great.

Heaven-Communicating Realm—thoughts pierce the heavens.

Every gesture carried immense power, capable of annihilating all around.

Though Wang Chuan was also in the Heaven-Communicating Realm, his strength clearly could not compare to Jun Xiaoyao's.

After all, Jun Xiaoyao had forged his own path.

"By the way—let me test the power of the Divine Origin Point," Jun Xiaoyao thought.

He treated Wang Chuan entirely as a whetstone to test his Dao.

Within Jun Xiaoyao's dantian, the profound origin point seemed to evolve all things of the world, embodying Jun Xiaoyao's own Dao.

A thread of cosmic primordial energy spread outward, enhancing Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao punched again.

Instantly!

Chaos spread, the universe was born, heaven and earth overturned—as if they had returned to the origin of creation!

Jun Xiaoyao's punch could create all things—or destroy them all!

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao was the sole sovereign—the god of creation and annihilation!

With this punch, Wang Chuan's soul nearly fled—he felt he was not facing a peer, but…

A…

True god.