Chapter 37: The Might of Heaven

In Jun Xiaoyao’s chest, an extremely terrifying energy was gathering, as if a blazing sun were forming.

Within it, a translucent bone, interwoven with countless intricate Dao patterns, took shape.

Supreme Bone!

Among the Three Thousand Physiques, it ranked among the top thirty most terrifying physiques.

The so-called Three Thousand Physiques were not limited to Royal Physique, Divine Physique, or Sacred Physique.

Talents such as Supreme Bone, Double Eyes of Destiny, Primordial Dao Womb, and Seven-Hole Linglong Heart could all be considered special physiques.

And Supreme Bone—just from the name, one could tell it was extraordinary.

Among the Three Thousand Physiques, it ranked among the top thirty, an extremely high position.

One could say that even if Jun Xiaoyao lacked the Ancient Wasteland Sacred Physique, merely possessing this Supreme Bone alone would be enough to place him atop the peak of prodigies, dominating all eight directions.

“Seven-Star reward—looks like my luck isn’t bad.” Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Jun Xiaoyao’s transformation also drew the attention of everyone present.

“What’s going on? The Jun family’s divine son’s chest is glowing!”

“Such terrifying energy—it feels like facing a Supreme Being! I’m about to kneel!” A young prodigy turned pale, his legs trembling.

At this moment, brilliant light erupted from Jun Xiaoyao’s chest, with various runes and Dao patterns etched into the void.

That energy was like facing an incomparable Supreme Being—terrifying to behold.

Many young prodigies could not withstand the terrifying energy and collapsed to their knees on the spot!

“Could that be… Supreme Bone?”

The old Daoist from Daoji Heavenly Sect couldn’t help but cry out, his old eyes bulging like copper bells.

He had cultivated for decades, his temperament refined—but now, he could not contain himself, exclaiming in shock.

The Jun family’s divine son, besides the Ancient Wasteland Sacred Physique, also harbored a Supreme Bone within his chest?

This was utterly horrifying—no one could believe their eyes!

The Ancient Wasteland Sacred Physique, Supreme Bone—either one alone was enough to elevate one to the peak of prodigies.

And now, the Jun family’s divine son possessed two top-tier talent physiques—who could believe it?

“Xiaoyao has a Supreme Bone?”

Not just outsiders—even Jun Zhantian and Jiang Rou, his own family, were now stunned.

Even they didn’t know Jun Xiaoyao harbored a Supreme Bone, let alone outsiders.

“Supreme Bone? How is this possible?”

Long Haotian, who was still battling Jun Xiaoyao, felt the earth-shattering energy erupting from Jun Xiaoyao’s chest—his dragon eyes widened in disbelief.

He could not believe it.

Earlier, Lan Qingya had never told him Jun Xiaoyao possessed a Supreme Bone.

Keep in mind that Supreme Bone is different from the Ancient Sacred Body.

The Ancient Wasteland Sacred Physique was once called a useless, discarded physique in recent eras, long fallen from grace.

But Supreme Bone remained one of the most top-tier talent physiques.

Just one bone could forge an invincible young Supreme!

“So what if it’s Supreme Bone—I’ll kill you outright!” Long Haotian hardened his heart, resolved to obliterate Jun Xiaoyao.

As for escape routes, he wouldn’t be foolish enough to challenge the Jun family alone.

Someone behind him would protect him.

As long as he killed Jun Xiaoyao, every cost would be worth it.

Thinking this, Long Haotian further unleashed the power of his Dragon Yuan, pouring all his strength into the True Dragon Binding Heaven Technique.

The lifelike phantom dragon stretched its claws, tearing through the air as it descended upon Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao stood motionless, a faint smile on his lips.

He had changed his mind—he would no longer unleash the manifestation power of the Ancient Wasteland Sacred Physique.

“Let’s test the power of this Supreme Bone,” Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

He activated his golden spiritual sea, his magic power surging into the Supreme Bone in his chest.

Instantly, divine auroras blazed, radiating brilliant light!

From Jun Xiaoyao’s chest, as if a great sun had manifested.

Brilliant divine radiance illuminated the void, shaking the nine heavens and shattering the clouds above!

All prodigies felt heart-stopping terror, trembling uncontrollably, on the verge of collapsing.

Even some elder experts were shaken to their core.

Jun Xiaoyao, now activating the Supreme Bone’s technique, resembled an ancient true immortal descending, purifying the world with divine light.

This brilliant divine radiance was the first terrifying great technique hidden within the Supreme Bone.

Heaven’s Tribulation Light!

As if Heaven itself had sent down a divine calamity, annihilating the world with divine light!

This technique was too terrifying—many guests trembled, feeling soul-deep shudders!

Many prodigies, merely glancing at it, lost all desire to compare.

Impossible to match!

Long Haotian felt this power, his face pale with shock and dread.

BOOM!

The ultimate techniques collided—the True Dragon Binding Heaven Technique met Heaven’s Tribulation Light.

Without any doubt, the terrifying tribulation light, capable of piercing through all things, instantly shredded the dragon phantom, then swept toward Long Haotian.

“No!”

Long Haotian, terrified, poured all his Dragon Yuan into his body, scales of pale gold spreading across his skin, as he frantically dodged.

But how could he escape the speed of light?

SPLASH!

Long Haotian managed to dodge half a step—then the Heaven’s Tribulation Light struck him, slicing off half his body and one arm, dragon blood gushing, spraying into the heavens!

“Ahh…!”

Long Haotian’s eyes turned blood-red as he howled to the sky.

How had he ever experienced such pain?

As a son of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, he had always been the one to slaughter others—no one had ever threatened him.

But now, half his body severed, even with Dragon Yuan, he could never recover in a short time.

His gaze toward Jun Xiaoyao now carried a hint of fear.

Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze remained cold and indifferent.

He activated the Divine Elephant Subduing Hell Force, demonic wings extending from his back, flapping once—suddenly appearing beside Long Haotian.

One hand seized Long Haotian’s remaining arm, then yanked with all his might!

Blood sprayed, accompanied by Long Haotian’s screams.

Seeing this, the entire arena fell silent.

The Jun family’s divine son tore apart the Ancestral Dragon Nest’s dragon son—not metaphorically, but literally “tore apart”!

“Previously, the White-Robed Divine King Jun Wu-hui extracted the dragon tendons and peeled the dragon skin of the Ancestral Dragon Nest’s quasi-supreme.”

“Now, the Jun family’s divine son Jun Xiaoyao tears apart the Ancestral Dragon Nest’s dragon son—is this a family tradition?”

Some elder figures stared in stunned silence.

Are the Jun family all dragon-slayers?

“A tiger father has no dog son—the Jun family’s divine son does not tarnish his father’s renown…” many cultivators sighed inwardly.

The last remaining feathered race prodigy girl turned ashen, as if she’d lost her soul, her legs trembling uncontrollably.

Jun Xiaoyao now stared at Long Haotian as if he were meat on a chopping block.

Sensing Jun Xiaoyao’s dangerous gaze, Long Haotian turned pale, retreating frantically while shouting: “Jun Xiaoyao, dare you!”

“What would this divine son dare not do?”

Jun Xiaoyao smiled, reaching out—golden magic power surged like a tidal wave, striking toward Long Haotian!

“The Jun family’s divine son is about to kill!”

Everyone in the arena drew a sharp breath.

They hadn’t expected Jun Xiaoyao would truly kill Long Haotian.

He was the Ancestral Dragon Nest’s dragon son, and the younger brother of Long Ao, the Ancestral Dragon Nest’s forbidden first-generation.

If Long Haotian died, it would ignite a massive uproar, shaking the Wasteland Immortal Realm!

But they still underestimated Jun Xiaoyao’s ruthlessness.

Jun Xiaoyao didn’t just intend to kill Long Haotian—he intended to extract his Dragon Yuan.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao moved, a solemn, powerful, cold voice rang out from the distant heavens:

“Jun family brat—how dare you!”