Chapter 34: Jun Clan Sequences Battle the Ancient Royal Clan: Long Hao Launches a Surprise Attack on Jun Xuehuang

Bang!

A golden magical power giant palm descended like a corner of the heavens!

Accompanied by a chilling crack that made hair stand on end, blood exploded from beneath the golden palm!

The blood even splattered onto Long Hao’s body, drenching him in crimson!

Stunned!

Awestruck!

At that moment, every single person from every faction present fell silent!

They had never imagined Jun Xiaoyao could be so tyrannical—without warning, he struck outright and crushed Lan Qingya with one palm blow.

And he did it right before Long Hao’s eyes.

Many astute observers also noticed that Jun Xiaoyao’s casual move had sent Long Hao reeling.

Though Long Hao was caught off guard, the fact that he was thrown back by a single strike clearly revealed something significant.

As the magical power palm dissipated, only a pulpy mass of shredded flesh remained, nauseating to behold.

One moment she was a beautiful woman, the next she had been reduced to a bloody pulp.

The contrast was too extreme.

Many now looked at Jun Xiaoyao with a mixture of awe and reverence.

“This Divine Son is truly ruthless—he kills without hesitation, even if it’s a woman.”

“That’s the true Divine Son’s demeanor. If he held back when facing women, he’d be looked down upon.”

Elders from major factions whispered among themselves.

Jun Xiaoyao’s performance lived up to his status as Jun Clan’s Divine Son and the Number Zero Sequence.

“You… deserve to die!” Long Hao’s eyes blazed with fury, yet beneath it flickered shock.

Just now, Jun Xiaoyao had merely casually blocked him—but Long Hao had felt a divine power he could barely resist.

As a son of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, his physical body surpassed all other top prodigies.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao’s casual strike had made his arms tremble violently, as if on the verge of shattering.

“This Jun Xiaoyao—even if he were a Primordial Holy Body—his physical strength couldn’t possibly be this strong,” Long Hao thought coldly, his face dark.

At this moment, several young prodigies from the Ancient Royal Clans who had accompanied Long Hao stepped forward, roaring in anger.

“Jun Clan’s Divine Son, you’re truly despicable—how dare you launch a surprise attack!”

“Exactly! If you hadn’t struck suddenly, how could Lord Long have been thrown back!”

Clearly, these Ancient Royal Clan prodigies were trying to salvage Long Hao’s dignity.

“Insolent! How dare you lowly vermin slander our Jun Clan’s Divine Son!”

Jun Zhangjian’s hair fluttered as his back sword leapt into the air, snapping into his grip—a terrifying sword intent spread outward!

To Jun Zhangjian, Jun Xiaoyao was now like a savior.

Jun Xiaoyao had rescued him; Jun Zhangjian naturally returned the favor.

Jun Xuehuang also stepped forward lightly, her ice-blue pupils swirling with chilling frost.

“In our Jun Clan, you have no right to act so arrogantly!”

Instantly, the young prodigies of the Ancient Royal Clans stood opposed to the Jun Clan Sequences.

Battle aura surged, killing intent filled the air!

On this side, Jun Xiaoyao stood with arms crossed, expression cold, while Jun Zhangjian and Jun Xuehuang radiated fierce battle intent!

On the other side, Long Hao’s bloodline roared, his eyes heavy with gloom.

Around him, the Ancient Royal Clan beings also brimmed with fighting spirit!

“Let me, Niu Dingtian, test this Jun Clan Divine Son everyone speaks of in such mythical terms—just how strong are you?”

A tall, broad-shouldered young man stepped forward.

Two black ox horns grew from his head; with each step, the earth trembled.

“That’s… Niu Dingtian, the young powerhouse of the Ox Demon Mountain of the Ancient Royal Clans—they say he once held off ten human prodigies single-handedly!”

Many young prodigies from other factions whispered.

He was a well-known Ancient Royal Clan prodigy.

“You? You’re not worthy to face the Divine Son!”

Jun Zhangjian flashed forward, his sword slicing through the air!

“Hmph, so what if you’re the Jun Clan’s Divine Son? So what if you’re Number Zero Sequence? Today’s banquet will be your Jun Clan’s disgrace!”

A beautiful woman with wings unfurled from her back—she was the prodigy of the Feathered Clan of the Ancient Royal Clans.

“Our Jun Clan is not something any stray cat or dog can provoke,” Jun Xuehuang said coldly.

She raised her jade hand, and boundless cold energy coalesced into countless ice spears.

Additionally, several other renowned Ancient Royal Clan beings also struck simultaneously.

Instantly, magical power surged, divine light streaked through the sky, the void exploded, and the four directions trembled!

Jun Zhangjian and Jun Xuehuang, the two Jun Clan Sequences, held off the entire group of Ancient Royal Clan prodigies!

“Nine Suns Sword!”

Jun Zhangjian possessed the Sword Heart Enlightenment—any sword technique could be perfected to its ultimate peak.

He unleashed nine swords through the air, like nine divine beams slashing down!

One Ancient Royal Clan being was instantly split into four pieces, dying on the spot!

Around Jun Xuehuang, icy currents flowed; countless ice spears pierced through, and one Royal Clan being screamed as his entire body was riddled with holes.

“The Jun Clan Sequences are incredibly strong!”

Many banquet guests couldn’t help but cry out in astonishment.

The most prominent figure at this banquet was undoubtedly Jun Xiaoyao.

But now, Jun Zhangjian and Jun Xuehuang—the Jun Clan Sequences—were also shining brilliantly.

“Jun Zhangjian ranks tenth among the Ten Jun Clan Sequences, and Jun Xuehuang is only seventh—not even top-tier—but even so, their strength is terrifying!”

“Wow, I heard the top five Jun Clan Sequences include a Reincarnated Twin Eyes, and prodigies who received forbidden legacies—strength so immense it defies reason!”

“Sigh, a normal faction would be proud to have even one such prodigy—but the Jun Clan has ten!”

“Not to mention Jun Xiaoyao, that anomaly—the Number Zero Sequence hasn’t appeared in ages.”

“This is the depth of a Primordial Ancient Clan—something you can’t envy…”

Elders from top-tier factions sighed, filled with envy.

This was the Jun Clan—magnificent, eternal, an unrivaled Primordial Ancient Clan!

Watching the Ancient Royal Clan prodigies bleeding one after another, Long Hao’s face grew darker.

He had come here to crush Jun Xiaoyao beneath his feet.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao stood unharmed, while his own men were nearly all dead.

“Indestructible Sword Body—Ten Thousand Swords Return as One!”

Jun Zhangjian activated the might of his Indestructible Sword Body; ten thousand sword qi surged forth, slicing through the void before converging into a single sword strike capable of cleaving heaven!

Plop!

Niu Dingtian, the young prodigy of Ox Demon Mountain, was instantly split cleanly in two, blood spraying everywhere!

“Ice Sky Snow Lotus!”

Jun Xuehuang lifted her pure white hand, boundless icy magical power coalescing into a breathtakingly beautiful ice lotus.

It appeared exquisite, yet seemed to contain the power to freeze all existence through eternity!

“Go!”

Jun Xuehuang hurled the snow lotus toward the Feathered Clan prodigy.

“No!” The Feathered Clan prodigy’s face turned deathly pale.

Feeling that overwhelming cold, she knew she couldn’t possibly block it!

And at this critical moment, a figure surged forth like a dragon breaking free from chains!

It was Long Hao!

His brows knitted tightly, his golden dragon eyes blazing with fury.

Long Hao could no longer stand by!

Boom!

Long Hao reached out, his vast magical power surging, faintly forming a golden dragon claw with the might to tear heaven and split earth, shaking the cosmos!

“It’s the supreme technique of the Ancestral Dragon Nest—Dragon Seizing Hand!” many guests cried out.

This was a forbidden technique of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, never taught outside—its power was immense!

Bang!

The golden dragon claw shattered the snow lotus, then continued its descent straight toward Jun Xuehuang’s chest!

“No! Watch out!” Jun Zhangjian shouted, seeing it.

He tried to rush to her aid—but it was too late.

Jun Xuehuang was slightly surprised—she hadn’t expected Long Hao to intervene.

As a son of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, and with full power behind it, this Dragon Seizing Hand was devastatingly strong.

Even Jun Xuehuang struggled to evade it.

As the golden dragon claw neared Jun Xuehuang’s chest—

A figure shot forward at incredible speed, blocking in front of Jun Xuehuang.

A golden dragon claw struck squarely and heavily against the man’s chest.

“Divine Son!” Jun Xuehuang’s expression changed instantly.