Chapter 488

Deep within the ancestral lands of the Dragon-People, a terrifying supreme aura erupted, darkening heaven and earth, shaking the cosmos!

"You little brat, this is not a place for you to run wild!"

A cold voice filled with killing intent rang out, and from deep within the ancestral lands, a figure slowly stepped through the void.

"Jun Jun Xiaoyao has awakened the Dragon-People's Supreme Ancestor!"

"If I were Jun Jun Xiaoyao, I'd leave the ancestral lands immediately—otherwise, I'd be safe." Many ancient immortals were stunned.

Supreme-level ancestors rarely appear.

Yet, to everyone's utter shock, Jun Jun Xiaoyao had not left the ancestral lands—he stood calmly with his hands behind his back.

"He's insane! Jun Jun Xiaoyao is definitely mad—even a Saint is but an ant before a Supreme!"

"How arrogant! Does he really think he can stand against a Supreme?"

Seeing Jun Jun Xiaoyao's calm expression, all the ancient immortal beings gasped in awe.

"Lord Shenzi…" Li Qiuyue was also extremely tense.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao was facing a supreme, exalted Ancestor!

That Dragon-People Supreme Ancestor was an old man in golden robes, with golden dragon horns on his forehead, his expression icy, his gaze toward Jun Jun Xiaoyao brimming with killing intent.

"That Supreme Ancestor is Ao Jun Tianming of Prince Ao Guang's lineage—Jun Jun Xiaoyao is finished now."

Seeing the golden-robed old man, many couldn't help but cry out in shock.

This was Ao Jun Tianming of Ao Guang's lineage, and Ao Guang had fallen precisely into Jun Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

Thus, Jun Jun Xiaoyao's current predicament was obvious.

"Perfect! Ancestor Ao Jun Tianming has arrived—finally, we can punish this murderer!"

The Dragon-People prodigies and Elders all saw hope in their eyes.

No matter how strong Jun Jun Xiaoyao was, he could never stand against a Supreme!

"You little brat, I haven't come to settle accounts with you over Ao Guang—you've come to me instead." Ao Jun Tianming's voice was icy, his gaze frigid.

"Old relic, clean your mouth. If you mud-eels weren't even slightly useful, I'd have wiped you out long ago." Jun Jun Xiaoyao's tone was equally cold.

"You seek death!"

Seeing this, Ao Jun Tianming said nothing—he extended one finger, crushing down upon Jun Jun Xiaoyao.

With his Minor Heaven Sovereign cultivation base, using even a single finger was excessive.

He could effortlessly obliterate a Saint Lord.

All ancient immortal beings around stared fixedly at the scene.

Li Qiuyue's heart nearly leapt into her throat.

"Foolish!" Jun Jun Xiaoyao still stood with his hands behind his back, not even moving a finger.

Around him, divine chains of cosmic order emerged, sweeping across—severing Ao Jun Tianming's extended finger instantly!

Puff!

Supreme blood sprayed down; Ao Jun Tianming froze completely in shock.

"This… this… is the cosmic rule-force of the Ancient Immortal World? How? Why does the Ancient Immortal World's rule block me from killing you?" Ao Jun Tianming clutched his severed finger, unable to hold back his cry.

Even as a Minor Heaven Sovereign, he was still a prisoner of the Ancient Immortal World.

Not just Ao Jun Tianming—all other ancient immortal beings, sensing this rule-force, felt their hairs stand on end, as if plunged into an icy abyss!

This was the Ancient Immortal World's rule-force that had bound their ancestors for generations.

"Could it be… Jun Jun Xiaoyao is protected by the Ancient Immortal World?" one ancient immortal cried out.

If not, why would the Ancient Immortal World's rule defend Jun Jun Xiaoyao?

Seeing their stunned, speechless expressions, Jun Jun Xiaoyao spoke calmly: "My will is the will of the Ancient Immortal World. Those who defy me shall die!"

As Jun Jun Xiaoyao finished speaking, he slowly raised his hand and clenched his fist toward Ao Jun Tianming.

Instantly, countless divine chains of cosmic order appeared above the Ancient Immortal World's sky!

These divine chains intertwined, forming an impenetrable net, descending a killing judgment upon Ao Jun Tianming!

"No… impossible! How dare you represent the will of the Ancient Immortal World!" Ao Jun Tianming roared to the heavens, unleashing his Minor Heaven Sovereign power to its peak.

He even summoned his Radiant Holy Dragon manifestation—the aura threatened to shatter heaven and earth!

The power of a Minor Heaven Sovereign at full strength was terrifying beyond measure.

But…

No matter how powerful one was, one remained bound by the Ancient Immortal World's rules.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The divine chains pierced straight through the Radiant Holy Dragon manifestation, then through Ao Jun Tianming's Heaven Sovereign body.

Drops of Supreme blood crashed down, carving deep craters into the earth.

All surrounding ancient immortal races retreated in terror, as if witnessing the end of the world!

That was a Minor Heaven Sovereign—not some common dog or cat.

Yet now, he was pierced through by countless divine chains, like a captured prisoner.

"No… how could this be!" Ao Jun Tianming's eyes bulged, unable to believe it.

He, a Minor Heaven Sovereign, had been humiliated so thoroughly by a Saint.

"Hmph… just a lowly prisoner. Did you really think you were a lofty Heaven Sovereign?" Jun Jun Xiaoyao sneered.

His eyes were utterly expressionless.

The best way to make an example was to kill a true Supreme Ancestor.

Only then could true deterrence be achieved.

"Jun Family Shenzi, please stop…"

At that moment, another ancient voice echoed from deep within the Dragon-People's ancestral lands.

Simultaneously, another terrifying aura erupted.

"Another Ancestor!"

All ancient immortal beings were stunned.

Supreme Ancestors, rarely seen in daily life, were now appearing one after another.

And all of it was because of Jun Jun Xiaoyao.

A blue-robed old man with dragon horns on his head appeared again—his aura even deeper than Ao Jun Tianming's.

He was unmistakably a Great Heaven Sovereign!

"The one in charge has finally arrived." Jun Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were deep.

"Jun Family Shenzi, cease your actions," said the blue-robed old man.

In his aged eyes, there was a faint trace of surprise.

He had never heard of anyone who could control the will of the Ancient Immortal World.

Yet what he saw before him was ironclad fact.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao's expression didn't change at all.

His outstretched hand suddenly clenched shut.

The countless divine chains in the surrounding void instantly pierced through Ao Jun Tianming!

Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!

Ao Jun Tianming's entire Heaven Sovereign body was riddled with holes, his Primordial Spirit instantly shredded by the Ancient Immortal World's rules!

Minor Heaven Sovereign, dead!

Dead silence.

All ancient immortal beings around were utterly stunned.

They had assumed that with the Dragon-People's Great Heaven Sovereign Ancestor appearing, Jun Jun Xiaoyao would show some respect and back down.

Who could have imagined Jun Jun Xiaoyao would outright annihilate Ao Jun Tianming?

That was too brazen!

"Jun Jun Xiaoyao, you—" The Dragon-People Ancestor's face twitched with rage.

"Sorry, my hand slipped." Jun Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

Hand slipped?

Hearing this excuse, every ancient immortal being stared in disbelief.

One casual slip of the hand—and a Minor Heaven Sovereign was dead.

This hand slip was beyond absurd!