Chapter 3469: Eradicating Song Hui, Ceding the Ancient Realm, the Suave Kidnapper

Control over the Vast Spirit Realm!

When Jun Xiaoyao spoke these words.

The entire world, all cultivators, their eyes widened dead-straight, as if petrified.

Expressions dull and stunned, they dared not believe their own ears.

Before, Jun Xiaoyao merely possessing the means to kill in the Vast Spirit Realm was enough to make hearts tremble.

It felt inconceivable; no one knew how Jun Xiaoyao did it.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao said.

He possessed control over the entire Spirit Realm.

This was simply a bolt from the blue, stunning everyone!

Before, if anyone claimed they could rule the entire Vast Spirit Realm.

They would absolutely be laughed at.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao's display was already enough to prove that what he said was no empty boast!

"How is this possible!"

Song Hui, collapsed on the ground, was also dumbfounded, unable to hold back a cry.

Jun Xiaoyao possesses control over the Vast Spirit Realm?

Just how did he do it?

You have to know, even the Assembly of Heroes, even the Heavenly Court, cannot fully control the Vast Spirit Realm.

Jun Xiaoyao alone can actually do it; this is simply heaven-defying.

This is equivalent to the entire Vast Spirit Realm becoming Jun Xiaoyao's personal world and property.

And those Assembly of Heroes experts who were transmitted here.

After learning the situation, they also turned their furious gazes onto Song Hui.

This Song Hui, as an Assembly of Heroes elder, what bad thing couldn't he do?

He just had to meddle in this kind of troublesome matter.

And even dragged them all down with him.

These Assembly of Heroes experts also learned of Jun Xiaoyao's battle record.

It can be said, unless a Near-God, a Mythic-level existence, enters the Vast Spirit Realm.

Perhaps they could still contend with Jun Xiaoyao.

But would that kind of existence act over such a trivial matter?

Even a Supreme Emperor would not meddle in this kind of thing.

Moreover, whether they could actually deal with Jun Xiaoyao in the end is still two possibilities.

If even a Supreme Emperor can't handle him, then the face lost would be enormous.

Glared at furiously by a group of Assembly of Heroes secluded experts.

Song Hui's complexion finally turned completely ugly.

He knew he had taken a wrong step this time.

Jun Xiaoyao doesn't just possess the authority to kill, but also the authority to control.

This batch of Assembly of Heroes experts have all become Jun Xiaoyao's captive hostages.

"Could it be you really dare to..."

Song Hui looked at Jun Xiaoyao.

"Trash."

Jun Xiaoyao couldn't be bothered to say another word, directly striking down with a palm.

"No...!"

Song Hui let out a cry of alarm, but was still slapped to death by Jun Xiaoyao's palm.

In the outside reality, Song Hui struggled with all his might to resist, but in the end still transformed into blood foam amidst a miserable scream.

One fears Song Hui could never have imagined.

Merely coming to help with a favor, yet in the end inexplicably losing his life.

It can be said he died as wrongly as one possibly could.

Seeing this, the Assembly of Heroes experts' eyelids twitched violently.

However, they also learned some of the situation.

Song Hui's actions were indeed somewhat improper.

This group of experts was very smart; they didn't speak any more nonsense, nor any provocative words.

After all, the lesson from the one before was right here.

They also didn't rashly try to escape.

Because with Jun Xiaoyao here, they couldn't leave even if they wanted to.

"Now, you should have no reinforcements left, right?"

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze swept over the Holy Spirit Clan and the Xiao Tian Organization.

Their complexions were all like they'd swallowed a fly, turning green.

It can be said, Jun Xiaoyao's attitude truly shocked everyone.

Seen arrogant ones, never seen one this arrogant.

The Myriad Hegemon Clans, the Assembly of Heroes — he puts none of them in his eyes.

Wants to kill then kills, wants to suppress then suppresses.

"Jun Xiaoyao's patience is limited; you Holy Spirit Clan had better make a decision."

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze was indifferent as he looked toward the Stone Man King and the other Holy Spirits.

He has no patience; continuing to delay is not an option.

The puppet sent by the Holy Spirit Clan also had a shifting gaze.

Finally, he sighed and said: "You wait for now."

After saying that, the puppet fled.

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze then turned to Li Zuochen, the War King, and the others.

They all felt a tightness in their chests.

If before, they still thought that Jun Xiaoyao, out of consideration for their Tyrant Clan background, would show some restraint.

But now, seeing that even Elder Song Hui of the Heroes' Palace had been slaughtered by Jun Xiaoyao.

They no longer harbored any illusions.

Jun Xiaoyao truly does not care about the forces behind them.

"Jun Xiaoyao, what do you want?"

Even Li Zuochen had to yield.

There was no choice but to submit.

If you do not submit, you die.

Jun Xiaoyao, targeting the Holy Spirit Clan, needs turbid soil-derived earth.

And with these Tyrant Clan monsters, there is indeed some friction in the Spirit Realm.

But compared to slaughtering them, it is better to exchange for something of value.

"Actually, Jun Xiaoyao is also a refined and easygoing person, not some bloodthirsty lot."

When Jun Xiaoyao said this.

All the cultivators present were left speechless!

What a refined and easygoing person!

What a person who is not bloodthirsty!

The Profound Yin Divine Son, the Myriad Spirits Holy Son, Elder Song Hui—under the Nine Springs, they gave you a thumbs-up!

Li Zuochen and the others, upon hearing this, were all left speechless.

This remark is truly humorous.

They actually hope Jun Xiaoyao is not so "refined and easygoing."

"Since it is not a mortal enmity, I also do not demand your lives."

"What treasures or resources, I also do not need."

"Let me think—your Tyrant Clan behind you, just cede control of a few worlds." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

"What... what are you saying?"

Upon hearing this, Li Zuochen and the others were all dumbfounded.

Control of a few worlds?

It is well known that, among the various hegemonic powers in the vast starry sky, each has its own sphere of influence.

This is called the "territory."

Within each power's territory, there are multiple ancient and true worlds.

Each world is immensely vast.

It contains countless beings and resource-rich Secret Realms.

It can be said that the domains controlled by the Tyrant Clans are mostly resource-rich and extremely prosperous.

Far from being the barren corners of remote backwaters.

And now, Jun Xiaoyao opens his mouth demanding control of a few worlds.

Do you really think these ancient worlds are like Chinese cabbage?

This is no different from ceding territory.

"Jun Xiaoyao, this demand of yours is somewhat excessive." Li Zuochen said.

"You mean your life is not worth even one ancient world?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

Li Zuochen's face was very unpleasant.

Although he is a youthful emperor-level genius of the Human Race, after all, he is merely one of the four veins' proud sons.

And he is not even the topmost.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you really are somewhat excessive."

The beauties of the Rainbow Garb Clan were all so angry their chests ached.

Though she had been suppressed and humiliated by Jun Xiaoyao, she now finds he has made such an excessive demand.

"Do you think you are not worth this price? If so, then you really have a high opinion of yourself." Jun Xiaoyao slightly shook his head.

The Rainbow Garb Clan beauty's chest ache intensified from anger.

Clearly a rare beauty, yet in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, she feels like pork sold by the jin.

"It seems your chips are not heavy enough; I can still take another batch of hostages."

Jun Xiaoyao's thoughts shifted, and the void distorted.

Another group of people was transferred over—namely, some strong cultivators from the Human Race, War Clan, and Rainbow Garb Clan.

Because some of them were in seclusion, they did not receive the outside news in time.

Seeing this, everyone was utterly speechless.

Jun Xiaoyao appeared clad in white, fluttering like an immortal transcending the dust, elegant and amiable.

But why did he feel like a jade-tree-facing-the-wind, graceful and debonair kidnapper?