Chapter 50

This piece of heaven and earth fell into dead silence.

Looking at Heitu, who was killed in just two moves, all the cultivators around the entire Nantian City secretly swallowed their saliva.

As a genius of the Black Cloud Clan, Heitu was not only not weak but actually very strong.

His strength was even comparable to some geniuses of great sects and orthodoxies.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to become Jun Wanjie's follower.

And now, Jun Xiaoyao, with a flip of his hand and without any effort, killed a genius.

This caused a surge of shock in the eyes of those cultivators who were seeing Jun Xiaoyao make a move for the first time.

The Jun Clan's Divine Son, Zero Sequence, truly lives up to his reputation!

"Jun Xiaoyao!"

A roar exploded like thunder on a flat ground.

It was Jun Wanjie, his hair standing on end in anger, three-foot lightning rays shooting from his eyes, showing that his heart was angry to the extreme.

His own follower being killed right in front of him was a naked slap in the face.

And it was the kind that left no room for maneuver.

Boom!

Jun Wanjie didn't say anything more; he could no longer endure it.

Whatever consequences might follow, he would deal with them later; right now, Jun Wanjie only wanted to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.

He slapped out with one hand, terrifying lightning rays pouring out, turning into ten thousand rays of lightning, the fluctuations so powerful that it was shocking.

This was a powerful lightning-type martial arts divine ability: the Eight Desolations Startling Thunder Palm.

Augmented by Jun Wanjie's Lightning Tribulation Battle Body, a single palm strike would leave any Divine Bridge Realm genius either dead or injured.

"Divine Son, be careful!"

Jun Zhangjian couldn't help but speak up to warn him.

Although he knew Jun Xiaoyao was very strong, Jun Wanjie was not weak either.

Previously, both he and Jun Linglong had failed to block a single move from Jun Wanjie.

However, just as Jun Zhangjian's words left his mouth, he choked, his pupils slowly widening.

Jun Xiaoyao clenched his five fingers into a fist and threw a light, airy punch, devoid of any fireworks, yet it seemed to erupt with the sound of a dragon's roar!

A phantom of a True Dragon wrapped around his fist, erupting with a bang!

It was precisely the divine ability of the Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao: the Dragon Fist.

At the same time, within his body, seventy thousand giant elephant particles added seven hundred million jin of divine power, pouring out with this punch!

With the dual power superimposed, that fluctuation seemed to want to push across the heavens for one hundred thousand li!

Rumble!

Terrifying magic power ripples spread, like a small nuclear bomb exploding; the entire Nantian City seemed to tremble three times.

Amidst everyone's gaze, a figure flew backward from the core of the collision like a kite with a broken string, blood splashing across the sky!

It was none other than Jun Wanjie!

His figure flew backward, the arm he used to punch twisted in a strange posture; clearly, the bones were broken.

His face was pale, and his gaze toward Jun Xiaoyao carried an unprecedented shock!

Many things, if not experienced personally and only watched from the sidelines, could never make one understand that kind of despair!

Jun Wanjie finally understood the despair of Ye Xingyun and Long Haotian back then.

It felt as if he wasn't facing a person at all.

But a young Great Emperor!

"Jun Xiaoyao, your strength..." Jun Wanjie stopped his retreating figure, his pupils trembling slightly.

Not only him, but everyone in the entire Nantian City was stunned.

Jun Zhangjian was dumbfounded!

He knew Jun Xiaoyao didn't fear Jun Wanjie, but he hadn't expected such a crushing situation.

"Divine Son, you truly have the bearing of an invincible one..." Jun Xuehuang sighed.

"Young Master..." Jun Linglong's beautiful eyes were filled with admiration and adoration.

This was her master; in this world, he should be invincible!

"I don't believe it, come again!"

No matter what, Jun Wanjie had risen from the bottom, so his temperament was still more resilient than the likes of Ye Xingyun.

He clearly couldn't just admit defeat like this.

Lightning rays wrapped around Jun Wanjie's body, and his bone-shattered arm made a crackling sound, after which the arm actually recovered directly.

"As expected of the Lightning Tribulation Battle Body. It is rumored that this physique uses heavenly tribulations to temper the body, making the physical body incredibly strong!"

Seeing Jun Wanjie's arm recover as before, many cultivators' eyes flickered.

The Lightning Tribulation Battle Body ranked in the top three hundred among three thousand physiques and had its own extraordinary aspects.

"So what if the physical body is strong? It was still shattered by the Jun Clan's Divine Son with one punch. I can only say that compared to the Ancient Huanggu Shengti's physical body, the Lightning Tribulation Battle Body is just trash!"

Many female cultivators curled their lips and said disdainfully.

At this moment, they had long since become Jun Xiaoyao's die-hard fans.

May I ask, how many young geniuses in the entire Huangtian Immortal Domain can match his looks and strength?

At this moment, Jun Wanjie stood on the firmament, lightning wrapped around his body.

His gaze toward Jun Xiaoyao no longer held the slightest bit of contempt.

"I cultivate the Supreme Law and possess the Lightning Tribulation Battle Body. I should act as the punishment for the heavens and control the ten thousand lightning tribulations!"

"Eight Thunders Forbidden Extinction, Desolate Thunder God!"

Jun Wanjie roared at the sky, billions of layers of lightning light erupting and intertwining in the void.

Black tribulation clouds rolled, as if a Thunder God had manifested; such a scene shook people's hearts.

"Acting as punishment for the heavens? Ridiculous!" Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm.

"Even the heavens have to bow their heads in front of me, the Divine Son, let alone you!"

Jun Xiaoyao's black hair fluttered, his cold words boundless in their domineering spirit.

He activated the Ancient Huanggu Shengti's golden Spirit Sea, majestic magic power surging out, faintly condensing into a golden divine elephant that suppressed the myriad eras of time and space.

The Divine Elephant Overpowering Prison Art was activated to the extreme.

At the same time, his left hand evolved the Soldier-Warfare Art; ten thousand types of divine weapons, including blades, spears, swords, halberds, axes, and hooks, condensed from the void, carrying a sound of slaughter that shook the heavens and earth.

And his right hand, using dragon Qi, manifested a lifelike True Dragon phantom; it was precisely the Ancestral Zu Zu Long Chao divine ability he had refined from the Long Yuan: the True Dragon Imprisoning Ancient Cangtian Technique.

Both styles were released together, the True Dragon phantom exploding into the firmament, colliding with the Thunder God in the black tribulation clouds; the two collided, and the heavens and earth cracked!

The ten thousand divine weapons charged toward Jun Wanjie.

"How could this be..."

Jun Wanjie hadn't even reacted before he was hit.

Even with his full defense, he still suffered a violent impact, unable to stop himself from spitting out a large mouthful of blood, his bones broken and tendons snapped.

Jun Xiaoyao unleashed the Devil's Wings, moving at extreme speed in the void, instantly landing above Jun Wanjie, augmenting his divine power, and stepping down with one foot, like a God-King landing.

Boom!

A sound that made one's scalp tingle was heard.

His foot stepped directly onto Jun Wanjie's chest.

The two figures fell like meteors.

Accompanied by a loud roar.

Jun Wanjie's figure hit the ground heavily, while Jun Xiaoyao's foot remained on Jun Wanjie's chest, one hand behind his back.

His clothes fluttered, unstained by a speck of dust.

This contrast was too huge, giving people a feeling of unreality.

The Jun Clan's Fifth Sequence was now being stepped on by Jun Xiaoyao, unable to move.

Was Jun Wanjie weak?

Absolutely not; everyone had seen Jun Wanjie's power just now.

Then only one result remained.

It was that Jun Xiaoyao was too strong.

And many people could see that Jun Xiaoyao hadn't even used his full strength.

He hadn't even used his Supreme Bone or the Huanggu Shengti phenomenon.

"Jun Xiaoyao, release your foot!" Jun Wanjie's face turned the color of a pig's liver, and he roared, unable to remain calm.

Boom!

Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao stepped down heavily again, causing Jun Wanjie to spit blood and his chest bones to shatter.

"Isn't it good to honestly be your Fifth Sequence? Why are you so blind?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"I haven't lost yet, as long as you give me time..." Jun Wanjie's expression was ferocious, and he roared unwillingly.

"I have no interest in those defeated by my hands. Even if I gave you one hundred thousand years, you would only be able to look at my back in vain, until you can no longer see it..."

Jun Xiaoyao's words were simply killing the heart.

Jun Wanjie's face turned red and then green, and he spat out another mouthful of heart blood, directly angered to the point where his Dao heart was about to collapse!