Chapter 4065: Testing divine ability power, summoning the might of myth

When seeing the Nether God's Flame surging on Jun Xiaoyao's body surface,

the Soul-Capturing Envoy seemed to suddenly think of something, and a figure flashed through his mind.

Previously, their Underworld had designs on the Demon Alliance.

So they had set down a chess piece.

That was the Son of Demon, Ji Yi.

Their plan was to promote Ji Yi to the top, to become the Young Master of the Demon Alliance.

Afterward, it would be convenient for them to plot.

However, it failed in the end.

The main reason was that mysterious white-haired masked man.

And his physique was also exactly the Nether Wang Ti.

Now, when seeing Jun Xiaoyao emitting the aura of the Nether Wang Ti,

the three envoys all revealed looks of astonishment.

Even if they had some understanding of Jun Xiaoyao before,

knowing that Jun Xiaoyao had more than just the Chaos Body, a top-tier physique.

However, they did not know that Jun Xiaoyao actually also hid the Nether Wang Ti.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes revealed a strange look.

It seems that the conspirator behind Ji Yi before was these Underworld envoys.

However, Jun Xiaoyao did not care that the three Underworld envoys knew his identity as the Nether Wang Ti.

Because dead people do not expose secrets.

"How could it be, that Nether Wang Ti of the Demon Alliance is a person related to the Demon Lord."

"It is actually you?"

The Soul-Capturing Envoy's tone carried a trace of extreme surprise.

He naturally would not think that there was such a coincidence.

That two Nether King Bodies would appear all of a sudden.

"It seems you have already reacted."

"Not bad, I should thank you for delivering the Doom Spear to me on a silver platter," Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"You actually hid so deeply?"

The three envoys thought that their Underworld already had a thorough grasp of Jun Xiaoyao's various data and news.

But now, they realized.

They had still viewed Jun Xiaoyao too simply.

However, turning around, cold and chilling glints appeared in all their eyes.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you have indeed exceeded our expectations."

"But this is just right; as long as we suppress you, many problems can be solved."

The remaining Life-Severing Envoy spoke with a cold tone.

He sacrificed a blood-red blade, with shimmering blood light coiling around it.

With one slash, a scarlet blade light broke through the air, the killing intent heaven-shocking and earth-shattering.

Under one slash, the heaven and earth were divided, as if everything was about to be severed.

Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao flipped his hand and sacrificed something.

It was an ink-black blade bow, engraved with dark golden demon patterns, flowing with deep dark light.

When this blade bow appeared, a heaven-surpassing demon might sprayed out, permeating the wilderness.

Seeing this, the Life-Severing Envoy's pupils condensed.

"Isn't this the thing you wanted, a part of the former Demon Lord's Immortal Treasure, the Doom Myth?"

After Jun Xiaoyao finished speaking, he directly swung the Doom Bow.

A ten-thousand-foot ink-black blade light, like a crescent moon, spread out, the demon might soaring to the heavens, splitting the void.

It collided with the Life-Severing Envoy's blade light.

In an instant, the heaven and earth seemed to sink, erupting in destruction.

The Life-Severing Envoy's figure retreated violently.

Jun Xiaoyao was even more difficult to deal with than they had thought.

And at this time, Jun Xiaoyao put away the Doom Bow and said indifferently.

"Your Underworld, don't you like to do some experiments, taking living beings as materials and sacrifices?"

"Since that is the case, I can also take you as consumables to test my methods."

Jun Xiaoyao had thought before about finding some white mice to experiment with his divine abilities.

And here, white mice had immediately delivered themselves to his door.

Jun Xiaoyao reached out a hand.

In an instant, misty light mist surged.

It was as if endless fragments of time were dancing.

In front of Jun Xiaoyao, endless time runes turned into a brilliant divine wheel.

It seemed to have condensed the essence of time and years.

As it slowly rotated, it seemed to pull the changes in the flow of time in the heaven and earth.

It was exactly the divine ability Jun Xiaoyao had gained enlightenment on, Genesis, Wheel of God.

This is the concrete manifestation of time and years.

When this move appeared,

even the three Underworld envoys felt an indescribable sense of horror.

"How is it possible, this is the power of time..."

The power of time is too profound.

At the Emperor Realm level, almost no one can control it, let alone evolve it into a divine ability.

Unless it is some race that inherently possesses time talent, such as the Time-Space Spirit, Candle Dragon, etc.

And now, the time divine ability Jun Xiaoyao had sacrificed made them feel hair-raising.

Jun Xiaoyao pushed the Wheel of God.

As it rotated, ripples spread out in circles.

Those were ripples of time.

Wherever they passed, space shattered, all things annihilated, and the Great Dao withered.

It was as if everything had withered in the passage of time.

The Origin Great Dao divine ability created by Jun Xiaoyao, how could it be ordinary?

"Quickly, join forces!"

The Soul-Guiding Envoy's expression changed suddenly, and he shouted.

At this moment, the three envoys simultaneously pushed their own power to the limit.

Auras rose from their bodies, connecting with each other.

The three of them seemed to have practiced similar cultivation techniques.

They could amplify each other, three in one.

Immediately, their aura became even more terrifying.

But even so, in front of this move of Jun Xiaoyao,

the three also felt a sense of time desolation that was difficult to resist.

Even if they sacrificed various divine abilities, they could not resolve it.

Clearly, this move, let alone one of them,

even the three added together would find it difficult to block.

As Underworld envoys, their strength was definitely not for show.

But in front of this move, they were also helpless.

It can be seen how strong this move of Jun Xiaoyao is.

"Is it ending just like this?"

Jun Xiaoyao saw this and also felt slightly bored.

But at this time, the Soul-Capturing Envoy suddenly said coldly.

"Jun Xiaoyao, do you really think we came here to suppress you without fully prepared means?"

Based on Jun Xiaoyao's various performances before,

they naturally would not underestimate the enemy, let alone look down on Jun Xiaoyao.

Besides the three of them coming together, they had also prepared other trump cards.

Jun Xiaoyao's movements paused, revealing a trace of strangeness, not fully pushing the Wheel of God.

He wanted to know what other means these three white mice of the Underworld could have.

"Don't forget, this is the River of Time."

The Life-Severing Envoy's tone at this time carried a sense of eeriness.

"We had long expected that you would be difficult to deal with, so naturally we had made full preparations."

"This place of the River of Time cannot be wasted."

The Soul-Guiding Envoy also revealed a sinister cold smile.

They began to act, silently chanting something, while sacrificing an ancient blood-stained talisman paper.

"That is..."

Jun Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling it was a bit interesting.

He did not stop them.

Mainly because he possessed the protection of a wisp of aura, so within this River of Time, he did not need to worry about his safety.

He actually wanted to know what other tricks these three could play.

The secret incantation the three Underworld envoys were silently chanting was a certain spirit-summoning secret spell of the Underworld.

And as they chanted the secret spell,

the blood-stained ancient talisman paper they sacrificed actually began to self-ignite in the void, emitting a ghostly nether light.

Afterward, deep in this River of Time, all time and space matter surged and churned.

Misty time mist rolled, heaven and earth resonated together, and all things regressed.

It was as if this area had returned to antiquity, returning to the time of the past.

And under such circumstances,

in the space deep in the River of Time, it seemed to suddenly split open, as if an abyss had appeared.

There, time seemed to flow backward, space-time twisted, and countless broken fragments of time scattered.

Within them, an ancient aura emerged, not belonging to this era.

A vast and towering ink-black demon shadow emerged from that dark abyss of time.

Terrifying scenes of gods and demons kneeling and all living beings wailing in hell emerged.

And when this figure appeared,

an unimaginable aura of pressure also spread out across time and years with a boom.

This is the might of myth!