Chapter 3264

"It's the Jun Xiaoyao King! He's actually come to the second level!"

"Tsk tsk, now there's a good show to watch!"

"But that's a Golden Mask, and he was actually slapped down by the Jun Xiaoyao King with a single palm."

Upon seeing Jun Jun Xiaoyao, the crowd in the distance erupted into an uproar.

As for the members of the Xiao Tian organization, they were all in disbelief.

If Jun Jun Xiaoyao had suppressed a Silver Mask with such a palm, it would have been understandable.

But the problem was, Mo Bai was a Golden Mask.

Moreover, his background was extraordinary, and his strength was formidable.

Many Xiao Tian members felt a sense of trepidation in their hearts.

Could it be that even a Golden Mask couldn't stop him?

That would be troublesome.

Seeing Jun Jun Xiaoyao arrive, the three women, Mu Changxi and the others, also revealed expressions of joy.

Jiang Yunran's heart skipped a beat, and her fair face carried a hint of a blush.

Because just a moment ago, Jun Jun Xiaoyao had said, "My woman."

Mu Changxi had been married to Jun Jun Xiaoyao before; although it was a fake marriage, it wasn't problematic to say it that way.

The problem was, she was only Jun Jun Xiaoyao's clan sister.

Did Jun Jun Xiaoyao's words include her as well?

This made Jiang Yunran blush and her heart race, a surge of joy welling up within her.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao also glanced at the three women, and upon noticing that they all had injuries on them—

Jun Jun Xiaoyao's eyes darkened, and he then looked toward the depths of the shattered earth.

"Cough..."

A sound rang out.

The figure of Mo Bai appeared.

It is worth noting that a layer of gauze had appeared on his body, with yin and yang energy circulating and divine patterns permeating it.

This Yin-Yang Dharma Robe helped him withstand a portion of the pressure.

"Jun Xiaoyao King!"

Mo Bai looked at Jun Jun Xiaoyao, his black and white eyes filled with a cold, sharp look.

"It seems your Xiao Tian really is seeking its own death."

Jun Jun Xiaoyao's expression was incomparably indifferent.

He was usually peaceful in temperament, with his joys and angers not showing on his face.

Even when facing enemies, Jun Jun Xiaoyao could chat and laugh, remaining calm and unbothered.

But only if someone touched Jun Jun Xiaoyao's reverse scale and bottom line.

Then, he would reveal his most cold-blooded side.

And one of Jun Jun Xiaoyao's reverse scales was the people around him.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao had inherited the Jun Clan's excellent tradition of being protective of their own.

Whoever dared to touch the people around him, he would make them pay a price a thousand or ten thousand times over.

The three women, Mu Changxi and the others, arrived at Jun Jun Xiaoyao's side.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao casually gave them some Spring of Life and healing elixirs.

Mo Bai's gaze was fixed on Jun Jun Xiaoyao.

Only until he truly faced Jun Jun Xiaoyao did he understand that the so-called Chaos Body was indeed worthy of its reputation.

"You are that Chaos Body? Was it you who snatched away my Yin-Yang Chaos Source Root?!"

Mo Bai's words made Jun Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flash.

That Yin-Yang Chaos Source Root was something he had obtained earlier at the Blood River Burial Star, and quite some time had passed since then.

He hadn't expected to run into the original owner now.

And as for the background of this Mo Bai, Jun Jun Xiaoyao had also managed to guess it.

Because the one guarding the Yin-Yang Chaos Source Root at the Blood River Burial Star was a Saint Spirit Puppet.

"So what if I snatched it?" Jun Jun Xiaoyao was unconcerned.

"Daring to snatch my things, you have a lot of guts..."

Mo Bai hadn't finished speaking.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao took a step forward.

This step caused the spatial fluctuations to tremble incessantly.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Mo Bai and simply threw a punch.

Boom—!

Between his five fingers and fist, it was as if the power of billions of worlds was added, erupting with the sound of wind and thunder, shaking this piece of heaven and earth.

"You..."

Mo Bai also made his move, with yin and yang transforming in front of him.

His background was extraordinary, and his own constitution was also extraordinary.

A yin and yang black and white millstone manifested from in front of him, appearing like a Yang Taiji.

However.

The power of Jun Jun Xiaoyao's punch shattered everything.

It was the principle that one force breaks ten thousand techniques.

The so-called overcoming hardness with softness only applied when the power was equal.

And if the power far exceeded it, then no amount of restraint was useful.

Bang!

As Jun Jun Xiaoyao's fist fell, Mo Bai also moved to block.

He felt an infinitely vast divine power being transmitted over.

His arms cracked, and his entire body flew backward like a cannonball, smashing into the earth.

"So what if I snatched your things? Do you even have the qualifications to talk nonsense in front of me?"

Jun Jun Xiaoyao stood in the void, his white clothes fluttering, his gaze looking down from above.

Mo Bai rose from the ruins once again.

He said coldly, "No one has ever been able to snatch things from my, Yin-Yang Zi's, hands, not even you, Jun Xiaoyao King!"

When these words were spoken, the onlookers were shocked.

"Yin-Yang Zi, one of the five Saint Spirits of the Saint Spirit Clan!"

"He is actually that Yin-Yang Zi!"

Many sounds of uproar arose, and many people were incomparably shaken.

The Saint Spirit Clan was one of the Ten Hegemon Clans, with deep foundations and a heritage spanning countless years.

And the current Saint Spirit Clan had five young emperor-level figures, known as the Five Saint Spirits.

In reality, among the Ten Hegemon Clans, there were some extremely prominent young emperor-level figures.

For example, the Saint Spirit Clan's Five Saint Spirits, the Cloud Clan's Six Luminaries, the Ancestral Dragon Clan's Nine Dragons, and so on.

These young emperor-level figures were all existences with quite a reputation across the entire vast starry sky.

And this Yin-Yang Zi, as one of the Five Saint Spirits of the Saint Spirit Clan, could not be underestimated.

The young emperor-level figures of the Hegemon Clans were even more powerful than those of other factions.

It was no wonder he was qualified to be a Golden Mask in the Xiao Tian organization.

"I heard that this Yin-Yang Zi was transformed from the innate Yin-Yang Dao Source within a piece of Chaos Earth."

"He was born with control over the laws of yin and yang, and he rose at an extremely fast speed, attained the Dao, made a name for himself within the Saint Spirit Clan, and became one of the Five Saint Spirits!"

Some who knew the situation couldn't help but exclaim.

The Five Saint Spirits all had extraordinary backgrounds, all transformed from various rare immortal gold, stone spirits, and divine fires.

Even that Lord Lei, whom Jun Jun Xiaoyao had casually killed at the very beginning—

He was actually also a member of the Saint Spirit Clan, transformed from a strange piece of thunder spirit stone.

Although he wasn't one of the Five Saint Spirits, he wasn't weak either.

This Yin-Yang Zi was his superior.

"Saint Spirit Clan, heh..."

Jun Jun Xiaoyao sneered.

It just so happened that the Turbid Dirt Derivation Earth had said earlier that most of its power and main body had been snatched by the Saint Spirit Clan and were within the Saint Spirit Clan.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao would have to snatch it back sooner or later, and he was destined to clash with this clan.

Running into them now was quite convenient.

Hearing Jun Jun Xiaoyao's sneer, which carried a sense of disdain—

Yin-Yang Zi's black and white hair fluttered, and he gathered his strength once again.

"Although you are the Jun Xiaoyao King of the Tianyu Immortal Dynasty, my Saint Spirit Clan is one of the Ten Hegemon Clans of the vast expanse, fearing nothing."

Jun Jun Xiaoyao couldn't be bothered to talk more with Yin-Yang Zi.

He made his move again, the Kunpeng Immortal Technique adding the power of billions of Sumeru worlds, instantly flashing in front of Yin-Yang Zi.

On Yin-Yang Zi's body, that black and white gauze appeared once again.

It was the Yin-Yang Dharma Robe, woven from the stone clothing that had fallen off when he transformed, fused with many laws, and could be considered his life-bound defensive gear.

However, even with the addition and protection of the Yin-Yang Dharma Robe—

And Yin-Yang Zi's own supreme physique as a member of the Saint Spirit Clan—

It was still difficult to withstand Jun Jun Xiaoyao's fist, and he was shaken back repeatedly, his body appearing as if it were about to crack.

It had to be admitted that the Saint Spirit Clan possessed a special innate advantage, with a physique that was naturally peerless, known as invincible among the same rank.

If it were any other monster of the same rank facing Yin-Yang Zi, their physical body wouldn't have the slightest advantage.

But unfortunately, he happened to run into the existence with the most monstrous physical body.

"How is it possible? Can the Chaos Body's physical body be terrifying to this extent?"

Yin-Yang Zi was shocked, feeling as if his own physical body was about to fall apart.

One had to know that his physical body was transformed from the Yin-Yang Dao Source, containing innate Yin-Yang energy.

His physique wasn't just invincible; it was definitely one of his strengths.

"This... suppressing the physical body of the Saint Spirit Clan?"

"And he's one of the Five Saint Spirits."

The other onlookers were also stunned.

It was their first time seeing the physically formidable Saint Spirit Clan being suppressed in close combat.