Chapter 365: Jun Xiaoyao Defies the Burial Emperor, a Sudden Ally Appears—The Aura of a Tian Zun!

Blood drifted across the heavens, the heavens and earth trembled!

When a Supreme Being perishes, strange phenomena arise.

Jun Xiaoyao watched this scene of the Supreme's demise, his expression calm and indifferent.

"No wonder Grandfather gave me such a deadly weapon," Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Jiang Daoxu didn't just give me one defensive ancient armor.

He also gave me this deadly weapon.

This broken ancient sword was once wielded by an elder ancestor of the Jiang family, long enshrined in the Jiang ancestral hall.

This time, as Jun Xiaoyao entered the Burial Land, he would surely face countless dangers and unspeakable terrors.

Thus, Jiang Daoxu bestowed upon Jun Xiaoyao this broken ancient sword, imbued with the aura of the Jiang elder ancestor, to carry with him.

This kind of protective magic treasure is not like an Emperor Weapon.

Emperor Weapons generally require someone to activate them to unleash their full power.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao, even with the Pan Emperor Sword, cannot unleash even one ten-thousandth of its power.

But such ancient artifacts are different—they can function autonomously, without Jun Xiaoyao's control or activation, making them a last-resort lifeline.

Now, this broken ancient sword has indeed proven its worth.

The moment it was summoned, it slew a Supreme Being.

The four corners trembled; heroes and warriors were filled with dread!

Jun Xiaoyao is a total backstabber!

Even a Supreme fell into his trap—who would believe it?

"Too terrifying—he dares to scheme against a Supreme! This Jun family divine son is unbelievable!"

"No wonder the Jun family divine son is so unshaken, unmoved even as mountains collapse—he had this kind of backing all along."

"But now that he's revealed this weapon, the other Burial Emperors are on guard—killing another one is nearly impossible."

Some Burial Land beings realized Bloodthirsty Ancestor's death was mainly due to his arrogance—he had zero caution, which allowed Jun Xiaoyao to outmaneuver him.

The other Burial Emperors aren't fools; they won't underestimate Jun Xiaoyao.

"Enough delaying—strike together! I refuse to believe this brat has more of these weapons," growled the Burial Emperor of the Devouring Demon Serpent Clan.

Hearing the Burial Emperor of the Devouring Demon Serpent Clan's words, Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

Beside him, another weathered bronze giant tower and a protective divine talisman appeared, both radiating extraordinary energy.

These two ancient artifacts were no weaker than the broken ancient sword or the ancient armor.

"This…?" The Burial Emperor of the Devouring Demon Serpent Clan fell silent, his mood souring instantly.

Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation base in the Divine Flame Realm was, in his eyes, merely a Louyi.

Yet this Louyi he deemed insignificant was inexplicably untouchable.

This feeling was unbearably frustrating.

"You want to kill this divine son? Come then—if you let me retreat even a step, I lose!" Jun Xiaoyao stood with hands behind his back, serene and composed.

His posture was more transcendent and aloof than all the Burial Emperors combined.

Had their cultivation gaps not been so vast, many would have thought Jun Xiaoyao was the dominant force.

"Awesome—aside from awesome, I can't find another word," muttered a Burial Land being, stunned.

"If I could be as bold as the Jun family divine son even once in my life, I'd consider it worth living." Many beings sighed.

To be honest, though Jun Xiaoyao stood opposed to the Burial Land,

sometimes, one simply had to admit it.

Jun Xiaoyao's bearing was too transcendent.

"Insolent!"

Tianming Burial Emperor and others dropped their pretenses and finally went all out.

Tianming Burial Emperor reached down with one hand; a terrifying demonic palm materialized in the void, like a black sky descending to crush them.

The Burial Emperor of the Devouring Demon Serpent Clan also struck—a ten-thousand-zhang demonic serpent phantom emerged, ready to swallow Jun Xiaoyao whole.

The Heavenly Spider Demon Sovereign unleashed his great technique, eight arms slamming forth, cracking the void with terrifying fissures.

The master of the Corpse Cultivation Sect controlled the Corpse Emperor, charging in for a lethal strike.

As for Dragon Bone Burial Emperor, he was held off by A Jiu.

The Nine Heavens Elder battled the Masked Female Burial Emperor.

The Rakshasa Burial Emperor and the Death Spirit Burial Emperor had both been severely wounded by the Masked Female Burial Emperor and were temporarily out of action.

The Lord of the Asura Kingdom had, from the start, remained detached, as if uninvolved.

The Fallen Feather Clan Burial Emperor stared for a long while, then chose not to act, watching coldly.

At this moment, four Burial Emperors struck together—their combined power was indescribable.

The entire Burial Realm seemed to boil.

Had the Burial Realm's environment not been uniquely stable, its heavenly laws unbreakable,

these four Burial Emperors alone might have torn this world apart.

Facing this overwhelming, ocean-like assault, Jun Xiaoyao remained unmoved.

Before him, the broken ancient sword, the bronze giant tower, the protective divine talisman, and other ancient artifacts all spontaneously emitted light, radiating overwhelming aura.

The broken ancient sword was bestowed by Jiang Daoxu; the bronze tower and divine talisman had been given to him long ago by the Eighteen Ancestors.

Deafening crashes erupted in all directions, violent magic power rippled outward.

Some Burial Land beings with weaker cultivation were instantly thrown back, spitting blood from the residual shockwaves.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao stood like a reef in the raging tide—unshaken, unmoving.

But upon closer inspection, one could see Jun Xiaoyao's body trembling slightly.

Clearly, resisting this force was no simple matter.

Had Jun Xiaoyao's body not been monstrously strong, any other prodigy would have been shredded by the mere residual energy.

"How many more blows can you withstand?" Tianming Burial Emperor's eyes were cold.

Jun Xiaoyao thinking he could escape this fate with just a few ancient artifacts was unrealistic.

Jun Xiaoyao himself understood this.

"Sigh… do I really have to awaken the elders?" Jun Xiaoyao sighed inwardly.

If not forced, Jun Xiaoyao truly preferred not to summon his family's power.

After all, the Jun family acting in the Burial Land was troublesome.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao was pondering this,

from deep within the Ten Thousand Spirits Graveyard, a terrifying aura suddenly surged upward.

This aura was not deathly or Mingqi —it did not come from any Burial Land cultivator.

"Huh? That's…"

Tianming Burial Emperor and others' pupils shrank sharply!

This aura filled even them with profound shock and awe!

A Jiu, who was battling Dragon Bone Burial Emperor, felt the aura and a flash of light appeared in his dual pupils.

"Is it him?"

The sudden surge of aura from deep within the Ten Thousand Spirits Graveyard shifted the entire battle's momentum.

Then—

A terrifying blade slash suddenly streaked across the sky.

One slash cleaved the heavens, as if splitting the sky in two—a colossal spatial rift, like a wound from heaven itself, stretched across ten thousand li of void!

This slash swept directly toward Tianming Burial Emperor and the others!

"T-Tian Zun!"

Feeling the terrifying aura of this slash, Tianming Burial Emperor and the others turned pale.

The Burial Emperors, who had always looked down upon billions of Burial Land beings, now showed shock in their eyes for the first time.

And faintly—fear.

This slash was the power of a Tian Zun!