Chapter 38: Killing Long Hao Tian, the Eighteenth Ancestor Acts, Three Swords Destroy a Semi-Sovereign!

That voice spoke, and the cosmos trembled, heaven and earth shook!

A terrifying dragon aura crushed down from above!

Before the horrified gazes of all factions.

A massive, muscular, jet-black dragon claw descended from the heavens.

Its jet-black scales gleamed with icy light; as the claw descended, it tore rifts in space, its ripples terrifying enough to strike fear into the heart.

“That aura… at least a Semi-Sovereign!” some elder experts cried out in shock.

The Sovereign realm stands atop the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm.

And a Semi-Sovereign is the foremost beneath a Sovereign!

Even within some immortal sects, a Semi-Sovereign is an absolute top-tier figure, a cornerstone of their foundation.

And now, one had appeared, causing the four corners to tremble in terror.

“No wonder Long Hao Tian dared act so boldly—he had backing. Naturally, he wasn’t afraid.” Some understood.

No matter how arrogant Long Hao Tian was, he could never have come alone to the Jun family.

Just as a Jun family prodigy would never be foolish enough to challenge the Ancestral Dragon Nest alone.

Behind Long Hao Tian, someone was supporting and protecting him.

“Excellent! Elder You Long has acted!” Long Hao Tian’s face broke into a smile of relief.

As long as he still had a single breath, there was a chance for a comeback.

The shame of today might yet be washed away tomorrow.

“What? Could the one arriving be the You Long Sovereign of the Ancestral Dragon Nest?”

Hearing Long Hao Tian’s words, some elder cultivators trembled.

Elder You Long was a powerful Semi-Sovereign of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, his true form a black dragon.

Once, with his Semi-Sovereign cultivation base, he had stood against a human Supreme Sovereign, earning fame that spread across the three thousand Dao States of the Immortal Realm.

But later, he vanished into seclusion within the Ancestral Dragon Nest.

Now, reappearing, his aura still shook heaven and earth.

“Jun family brat, don’t push things too far. Let this matter end here.”

The You Long Sovereign’s tone was cold, aloof, condescending.

It was Long Hao Tian who had provoked trouble, coming to the Jun family, trying to crush Jun Xiaoyao beneath his feet to gain fame.

Yet now, with a single word from You Long Sovereign, he expected to walk away unscathed.

Of course, what You Long Sovereign could do now was merely take Long Hao Tian away.

To kill Jun Xiaoyao within the Jun family’s territory was as absurd as a fantasy.

Not even if he were a true Sovereign of the Ancestral Dragon Nest himself could he kill Jun Xiaoyao on Jun family ground.

Hearing You Long Sovereign’s words, Long Hao Tian finally exhaled in relief.

But his gaze toward Jun Xiaoyao was filled with icy malice.

For the first time in his life, he had been defeated so utterly.

He had even needed his clan’s elder to humiliate himself to save him.

One could say Long Hao Tian had never suffered such humiliation.

His hatred for Jun Xiaoyao was unimaginable.

Seeing Long Hao Tian’s gaze, Jun Xiaoyao smirked coldly: “What, are you going to say ‘Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west’?”

“Hmph, my elder brother Long Ao will make you taste defeat!” Long Hao Tian hissed coldly.

He dared not speak of avenging himself personally anymore.

After all, the Ancient Holy Body and Sovereign Bone were too powerful—he could never hope to oppose them.

“Hah… too bad, you won’t live to see it.” Jun Xiaoyao smiled, and as Long Hao Tian stared in shock, his hand pressed down again.

“Jun Xiaoyao, are you mad? Still attacking me?!” Long Hao Tian paled, retreating violently.

“Audacious!”

From the heavens, You Long Sovereign’s voice boomed like thunder, shaking the nine heavens and ten earths.

He, a Semi-Sovereign, had spoken personally—and Jun Xiaoyao ignored him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A colossal dragon claw plunged straight from the sky.

In the void, countless runes glowed—Jun family’s defensive array, sensing magical energy, activating automatically.

Each ray of light could kill a Saint.

Yet now, it could not halt the descending dragon claw.

Where the claw passed, the array runes exploded.

You Long Sovereign had acted—not to kill Jun Xiaoyao, but to retrieve Long Hao Tian.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The jet-black claw tore through space, shattering array runes one after another.

The might of a Semi-Sovereign was this formidable!

“This… doesn’t the Jun family react at all?”

Feeling that terrifying aura, many hurriedly scattered, glancing toward Jun Zhantian and other clan elders.

The Ancestral Dragon Nest’s Semi-Sovereign had acted—why were they still so calm?

Some sharp-eyed observers noticed: Jun Zhantian and the other elders all wore cold, mocking smirks.

The powerful aura of the Semi-Sovereign crushed down, focused entirely on Jun Xiaoyao.

Any ordinary young prodigy would have been paralyzed by such pressure.

But Jun Xiaoyao ignored it, continuing his attack.

He reached into the void, summoning the Spear of the Ming God, and hurled it straight at fleeing Long Hao Tian, piercing his chest.

Then, using the Jisu of the Demon Wings, he moved with lightning speed, raising his hand to strike.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

A series of bone-snapping sounds, grating and nauseating.

Long Hao Tian spat blood furiously, his entire skeleton shattered, collapsing to the ground, barely alive.

Finally, Jun Xiaoyao stomped down from midair, his foot infused with forty thousand Great Elephant Particles, crushing Long Hao Tian’s chest outright.

Spurt!

A gush of blood, mixed with shattered organs, erupted from Long Hao Tian’s mouth.

Even his dragon body could not withstand such force.

Long Hao Tian’s eyes bulged, filled with shock, rage, disbelief, and faint regret.

“Brother… won’t… forgive you…”

Long Hao Tian stared wide-eyed, his words slurred, then his breath ceased, eyes still open in death.

The Ancestral Dragon Nest’s dragon prince was dead!

And all of this happened in the span of a single instant.

Even You Long Sovereign had not expected Jun Xiaoyao to act so decisively.

“Damn it!”

A roar shook the nine heavens and ten earths!

You Long Sovereign was enraged!

Vast pressure surged like a tidal wave, cracking the earth; nearby guests were crushed to the ground.

In contrast, Jun Xiaoyao stood with hands behind his back, his immortal, ethereal face as still as a deep well.

As if he faced not a Semi-Sovereign of supreme power, but an ordinary man.

At that moment, a cold snort echoed from deep within the Jun family.

“When did a mere Semi-Sovereign dare act so boldly in the Jun family’s domain?”

As the words fell, a brilliant, vast sword light pierced the sky from the Jun family’s depths.

The sword light gleamed, reflecting the terrifying scene of countless Immortals falling; the void split open into a pitch-black fissure!

Black space currents roared with the sword qi.

One sweep of the blade—You Long Sovereign let out a roar.

A massive dragon arm, drenched in dragon blood, fell from the heavens.

One sword—severed You Long Sovereign’s dragon arm!

Everyone around was stunned, hair standing on end.

The sword light’s might seemed ready to annihilate all worlds!

“It’s the Jun family’s Luoxian Sword Art—one of the Five Divine Arts! The one who struck is Jun Family’s Eighteenth Ancestor!” someone cried out.

“Jun Family’s Eighteenth Ancestor, you’ll pay for this…” You Long Sovereign’s voice rang from the heavens, cold and sharp.

“Since you’ve come, then stay…”

The Eighteenth Ancestor’s voice echoed again.

Instantly, two more Luoxian Sword Art blades slashed through the sky from the Jun family’s depths!

“No! Do you intend to ignite an eternal war between the Ancestral Dragon Nest and the Jun family?!”

In the void, You Long Sovereign’s voice carried unprecedented terror.

If the two immortal factions truly ignite an Immortal War, the entire Wilderness Heaven Immortal Realm will plunge into unprecedented turmoil.

“So what if it’s an Immortal War? My Jun Clan has stood firm in the Immortal Realm for countless years—when have we ever feared anyone!” Eighteen Ancestor’s tone was utterly domineering!

Pfft!

Above the heavens, two sword beams swept consecutively.

Blood rain poured down like a deluge!

Heaven and earth wept together; the cosmos trembled!

A massive black dragon corpse plummeted from the distant heavens, like a divine being fallen!

Jun Clan’s Eighteen Ancestor slew the Ancestral Dragon Nest’s Pretender to the Supreme with three sword strikes.