Chapter 285: Unleashing the Pan Huang Sword—the Earth-Shattering Impact of an Imperial Artifact!

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's blatant mockery, Princess Long Ji's exquisite face flushed red with rage.

Until now, her mind had always been calm, like a still ancient well, untouched by any disturbance.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao kept calling her "mother eel," making it impossible for her to remain composed.

No matter how noble she was, she was still a woman, and could never tolerate such an insulting term.

"Don't get too cocky—my true power hasn't even been fully revealed!" Princess Long Ji cried out, unleashing another supreme technique.

A terrifying phantom dragon appeared, opening its massive jaws as if capable of swallowing all worlds.

This was none other than the mighty technique from her Dragon Emperor Scripture: the Dark Dragon Swallows Heaven Art!

The Dark Dragon roared to the heavens, inhaling deeply, drawing all the clouds in the sky into its maw.

Many elder cultivators hastily activated protective barriers to shield their disciples, fearing collateral damage.

"How dare you compare devouring with me?" Jun Xiaoyao smirked.

He casually reached out, and a pitch-black devouring vortex emerged.

It was the Devouring God Art!

"That technique is…"

Many who saw Jun Xiaoyao's move stared wide-eyed, their minds momentarily blank.

"Yes—it's the Devouring God Art! The Jun Clan's Divine Son has inherited the Devouring God Art!" an Elder from a major power couldn't help exclaiming.

The Devouring God Ancestor once plunged the Immortal Realm into blood and chaos; his Devouring God Art was well known.

No one expected Jun Xiaoyao to have inherited the Devouring God Art.

"Too terrifying—the Jun Clan's Divine Son obtained the Devouring God Art. His opponents must be careful now."

"Indeed, with Jun Xiaoyao's cruel nature toward enemies, now that he has the Devouring God Art, his foes won't even leave behind a whole corpse."

Jun Xiaoyao's cruelty toward enemies was legendary.

Many still trembled with fear.

If anyone else had obtained the Devouring God Art, all factions would have united to destroy them.

But since it was Jun Xiaoyao who obtained it, no one dared speak a word.

Princess Long Ji's Dark Dragon Swallows Heaven Art was powerful, but it was merely one technique from the Dragon Emperor Scripture.

The Devouring God Art, however, was a complete Supreme Art, specializing in devouring power—its might far surpassed the Dark Dragon Swallows Heaven Art.

Under everyone's gaze, Jun Xiaoyao's devouring vortex swallowed the entire Dark Dragon whole, dissolving and annihilating it into nothingness.

Seeing her technique once again neutralized by Jun Xiaoyao, Princess Long Ji's expression grew grim.

Previously, when facing Jun Lingcang and Wangchuan, she had dominated them effortlessly.

But now, she was completely suppressed by Jun Xiaoyao.

Whether in physical strength or spiritual arts, she felt utterly restrained by him.

"I refuse to believe it!" Princess Long Ji's black hair whipped wildly, her pupils glowing golden.

This meant she had pushed her magic power and divine energy to their absolute limits.

She was an ancient anomaly, a dragon princess with the blood of an ancient emperor.

Her pride surpassed everyone's; she would never accept being suppressed by Jun Xiaoyao.

"Dragon Emperor Scripture—Heavenly Dragon Roar of the World!"

Princess Long Ji unleashed her supreme technique—a colossal dragon head appeared, dwarfing the sun and moon like an ancient star.

The dragon head opened its mouth, unleashing a terrifying world-destroying wave that swept through the surroundings.

Powerful figures nearby activated celestial prisons, sealing off all space to prevent the residual shockwaves from obliterating the entire Wenda Mountain Range.

Princess Long Ji's technique was terrifying, like the end of the world.

Wherever the wave passed, peaks shattered, forests instantly turned to ash.

Any cultivator below the Heaven-Piercing Realm caught in it would be instantly pulverized into pulp.

Even Heaven-Piercing Realm prodigies would suffer grave injuries.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao stood in midair, one hand behind his back, the other clenching into a fist, and punched forward!

As if six worlds crushed down simultaneously, waves of reincarnation power erupted, exploding through the void.

These six reincarnation vortices resembled six miniature worlds, accompanying Jun Xiaoyao's punch.

It was the Supreme Fist Art: Six Realms Reincarnation Fist!

With one punch, the void boiled.

The terrifying wave was instantly shattered by the fist, unable to halt its overwhelming force.

Princess Long Ji's face turned pale—this terrifying reincarnation punch filled her with extreme peril.

CLANG!

A piercing sword cry rang out.

Princess Long Ji once again summoned the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sacred Sword!

All eyes fixed on the battle—some stunned by the terrifying power of Jun Xiaoyao's Six Realms Reincarnation Fist,

others wondering if history would repeat itself.

Would Jun Xiaoyao be wounded again by the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sacred Sword?

Watching the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sacred Sword slash toward him, brimming with vast dragon energy, Jun Xiaoyao's lips curled in a cold sneer.

"You really think a single sword can turn the tide? Open your eyes and look properly!"

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and grasped the void.

As everyone wondered in confusion,

the void split open—and an ancient sword radiating overwhelming imperial might tore through the fabric of space.

Its blade-light illuminated the nine heavens and ten earths!

Its imperial aura swept across the ten realms and eight wastes!

BOOM!

As the ancient sword emerged, the void boiled.

It was the Imperial Artifact—Pan Huang Sword!

Shock!

Unparalleled shock!

When the Pan Huang Sword appeared, everyone present froze, minds numb, bodies trembling.

"That aura… it's an Imperial Artifact!"

"It's the Pan Huang Sword—the Imperial Artifact of the Panwu Divine Dynasty! How is it in Jun Xiaoyao's hands?"

"Heaven! The Jun Clan's Divine Son possesses an Imperial Artifact on his own? How is this possible!"

Gasps and stunned cries echoed across heaven and earth.

Everyone's minds went blank, mouths dry.

That was an Imperial Artifact.

An Imperial Artifact—considered the ultimate foundation even for immortal factions—was now casually summoned by Jun Xiaoyao.

It shattered everyone's expectations!

"Pan Huang Sword!"

On the Panwu Divine Dynasty's side, many divine dynasty cultivators froze, breaths held.

"Master truly gathered all three Pan Huang Swords," Wu Mingyue whispered inwardly, her admiration for Jun Xiaoyao deepening.

All ancient clans, immortal factions, and primordial royal bloodlines stared, dumbfounded.

Even the Jun Clan members were stunned, their expressions blank.

"Xiaoyao has an Imperial Artifact?" Jun Zhantian's mind went blank, momentarily short-circuited.

Even within the Jun Clan, there were only a few Imperial Artifacts.

Jun Xiaoyao had somehow acquired one?

Even though he had immense confidence in his grandson, Jun Zhantian never imagined Jun Xiaoyao could achieve this—delivering such a staggering surprise to the Jun Clan.

"Hah! No wonder he's our Jun Clan's Divine Son!" Other Jun Clan elders laughed uncontrollably, unable to find words.

"I give up. What about you?" Jun Mulan of the Third Sequence muttered dazedly.

"I give up too," Jun Wushuang of the Second Sequence replied blankly.

"Cousin Xiaoyao… I'm not worthy," Jun Lingcang sighed in defeat, his competitive spirit extinguished completely.

How could you compete when he's already summoned an Imperial Artifact?

Compete with your head?

While others around were stunned, dazed, or unable to believe what they saw,

Princess Long Ji, at the heart of the battle, turned as pale as if painted with white paint.

Her entire state destabilized.

He summoned an Imperial Artifact—how could she possibly compete?

Before an Imperial Artifact, Princess Long Ji was nothing but a mother eel—even less than that.