Chapter 4445: You have condensed the primordial mark—are you still pretending now?

The power of the primordial source requires no words.

Many proud heirs of the primordial starry skies have come to the Tianhe of the Nine Heavens for trial.

They are here to obtain the primordial source.

Moreover, it is heard that within the immortal soil, the primordial source is even more abundant.

Thus, the immortal soil has become the target of all proud heirs.

Possessing the primordial source and lacking it are entirely two different concepts.

Those who possess the primordial source are called source proud heirs or source emperor realm.

Under the blessing of the primordial source, they are sufficient to crush the remaining cultivators.

However, among the source proud heirs, there are also distinctions of rank.

Proud heirs who have condensed the primordial true seed can likewise suppress ordinary source proud heirs.

And proud heirs who have condensed the primordial mark can even suppress the primordial true seed.

However, wanting to condense the primordial mark is also very difficult.

Even Meng Huang Xuan Yi now has only condensed the primordial true seed.

Even so, among all the proud heirs who have entered the Tianhe of the Nine Heavens, he is already counted among the foremost.

At this moment, Meng Huang Xuan Yi activates the power of the primordial true seed within his body.

A bluish-green seed glows brightly within his inner universe, bursting forth with power.

Under the blessing of the primordial true seed.

Meng Huang Xuan Yi's aura on his body erupts again, surging greatly.

"What a vast and mighty primordial source aura!"

Many people feel Meng Huang Xuan Yi's aura on his body.

They are astonished and filled with envy.

"Covering Heaven Palm!"

Meng Huang Xuan Yi strikes with one palm, endless power of laws rolling and surging.

After being empowered by the primordial true seed, it seems as if he has stirred the very source of heaven and earth.

The giant palm of law presses down directly.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression remains calm, his physique trembles, and boundless surging chaotic qi erupts and spreads.

The heavenly chains binding his surroundings instantly shatter.

He reaches out, the chaotic hand seal appears, covering the sky and blocking the sun, colliding with Meng Huang Xuan Yi's divine ability.

The entire expanse of heaven seems to explode, the power of laws and chaotic qi overturning in all directions.

Yet, what shocks Meng Huang Xuan Yi again is.

Even with the blessing of the primordial true seed.

His divine ability technique is also instantly broken.

His entire being is further suppressed by that unmatched chaotic force.

Meng Huang Xuan Yi refuses to believe it, again activating the power of the primordial true seed within his body.

However, at this moment.

He feels that the power of the primordial true seed within his inner universe is actually being suppressed, unable to burst forth.

"What?"

Meng Huang Xuan Yi stares in disbelief, unable to believe it.

His primordial true seed has actually failed.

"No, could it be..."

Meng Huang Xuan Yi fixes his gaze firmly on Jun Xiaoyao.

From within Jun Xiaoyao's body, an unknown power aura emanates.

It is actually able to suppress the power of his primordial true seed.

"It can actually suppress the power of the primordial true seed—could it be..."

Meng Huang Xuan Yi takes a deep breath, looking toward Jun Xiaoyao.

"Jun Xiaoyao, could it be that you have already condensed the primordial mark?!"

In Meng Huang Xuan Yi's view, Jun Xiaoyao being able to suppress the primordial true seed in this way.

Means that he has already condensed a higher-level primordial mark.

As Meng Huang Xuan Yi's words spread.

Everyone present hears it, then draws in a cold breath.

"What, Young Master Jun has already condensed the primordial mark—this speed is surely too fast?"

"But placing it on Young Master Jun, I actually feel it's not surprising."

"Hiss, Young Master Jun himself is already strong enough; now with the addition of the primordial mark..."

The many observing proud heirs hearing this also sigh in amazement.

"He already possesses an invincible bearing; adding the primordial mark, this combat power is simply unimaginable."

"Truly worthy of being the Young Master!"

After Yun Duo and others were shocked, they also expressed admiration and reverence.

However, they do not feel surprised.

On the contrary, Yun Huaxin, with her clear eyes like autumn water, gazes at Jun Xiaoyao.

In her eyes, Jun Xiaoyao has always carried a hint of mystery and unfathomable depth.

"Is it really just that simple, the Cangmang Mark?" Yun Huaxin murmured to herself.

She believed that Jun Xiaoyao always managed to bring people some unexpected surprises.

For others, condensing the Cangmang Mark was difficult.

But she felt that for Jun Xiaoyao, this should not be a problem at all.

"Cangmang Mark?"

Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly and glanced at Meng Xuan Yi.

The gap between the Cangmang Mark and the Cangmang Status cannot be described merely as a chasm.

It is not even a concept at all.

It's like both are Emperor Realm, one is an ordinary Emperor Realm, the other is a Mythic Emperor Realm — they are not comparable.

Of course, the Cangmang Status is naturally a secret that cannot be easily exposed.

Meng Xuan Yi can think whatever he wants; as long as he's happy, that's fine.

Seeing that Jun Xiaoyao said nothing,

Meng Xuan Yi assumed he had acquiesced.

His expression also turned somewhat unpleasant.

He didn't think that Jun Xiaoyao lacked the Cangmang Origin.

If they were both Cangmang True Seeds, then Meng Xuan Yi could still fight with all his might.

But in his understanding, Jun Xiaoyao had already condensed the Cangmang Mark.

That power, for the Cangmang True Seed, carries immense suppression.

Jun Xiaoyao, empowered by the Cangmang Mark, is obviously even more unstoppable.

"Unless the clan elder personally intervenes, otherwise it would be difficult to deal with him..."

Meng Xuan Yi thought silently to himself.

The clan elder he referred to is naturally the Six-Life Heavenly Person of the Qing Tian Meng Clan.

He had once fought against that Six-Life Heavenly Person.

He was defeated in less than a hundred moves.

Even he deeply admired that person.

Of course, now he is defeated by Jun Xiaoyao in just a few moves.

"Jun Xiaoyao, since you have condensed the Cangmang Mark and received its empowerment, I am indeed no match for you."

"This time, let it be."

As Meng Xuan Yi spoke, his figure began to retreat.

His words caused the Yun Clan's heavenly pride, including Yun Duo and others, to involuntarily curse.

"Truly shameless!"

"If you can't win, just admit it — don't blame it on the Cangmang Mark!"

Not only the Yun Clan, but many other onlookers also wore strange expressions.

They were all perceptive people.

They knew Meng Xuan Yi was merely trying to save a bit of face and pride.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes remained calm and indifferent.

The next moment, he stepped forward directly.

Beneath his feet, it was as if he had shrunk the earth to an inch, and in an instant he appeared above Meng Xuan Yi in the void.

Then he stomped down!

"Jun Xiaoyao, you!"

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's merciless demeanor, Meng Xuan Yi also grew furious.

Various radiant auras erupted from his body as he struggled to resist.

However, Jun Xiaoyao's stomp came without any flourish, without any empowerment from the Cangmang Origin.

It was simply direct, domineering, and fierce.

It shattered all of Meng Xuan Yi's techniques.

Then he came down heavily with his foot on Meng Xuan Yi's flesh, causing him to fall from the void.

With a boom, he crashed violently into the ground.

Radiant cracks spread in all directions, as if the entire land were splitting beneath Jun Xiaoyao's foot.

It seemed as if the continent itself were about to sink.

Jun Xiaoyao's foot remained planted on Meng Xuan Yi's chest.

Like grinding an ant underfoot.

Meng Xuan Yi immediately let out a painful cry, his chest armor cracking with a click.

He felt as if his entire fleshly body were about to be crushed by Jun Xiaoyao's foot.

As a member of the Heavenly Human Race, a peerless figure of the Qing Tian Meng Clan, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

"Still pretending now?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

These words were like a slap across the face, fiercely striking Meng Xuan Yi's visage and shattering his self-esteem.