Chapter 93: Slapped to Death with One Palm, Champion Marquis Issues a Challenge, Xiao Chen Number Two

The leader of the four great ancient kingdoms, the Azure Dragon Ancient Kingdom's Sovereign, was killed with one move, his head rolling down.

Blood splattered across the sky, very tragic.

Everyone was stunned, not expecting a Sage to be killed in seconds so easily.

The Azure Dragon Sovereign's head fell to the ground, his expression frozen in horror, confusion, and incomprehension.

As if he were confused, how could he, a dignified Sage, be killed in seconds with one move?

However, that was not all; the zither sound killing blade did not decrease in momentum, continuing to sweep toward the four Sage puppets.

Rumble!

A violent roar sounded.

Two Sage puppets were directly destroyed, cut in half at the waist.

The remaining two puppets also suffered heavy injuries, although they did not completely disintegrate, they were already broken and fragmented.

The entire battlefield fell into dead silence.

The Champion Marquis's pupils trembled fiercely, revealing a trace of disbelief.

Jun Xiaoyao's guardian was actually that strong?

Originally, Yang Pan thought that even if Jun Xiaoyao had a guardian, it would probably only be at the Sage Realm.

It was impossible for an expert of a higher realm to be willing to be a personal nanny.

Jun Xiaoyao's guardian's strength was clearly more than the Sage Realm.

"Could it be a Sage King?" Yang Pan's expression was very ugly.

Since becoming the Champion Marquis, he had never suffered such a big loss.

Now, his high-end combat power was almost all lost, and the remaining two broken puppets had almost no combat power.

And on Jun Xiaoyao's side, not to mention the terrifying guardian, there were three Sages.

Plus the White Tiger Ancient Kingdom and the Black Tortoise Ancient Kingdom's armies defecting.

The Champion Marquis had lost the overall situation.

Seeing this situation, Yang Pan took a deep breath and said: "Jun Xiaoyao, do you really want to go against this Marquis? How about we each take a step back now?"

Yang Pan was not stupid; it had reached this point, and if he continued to fight hard

"Heh, weren't you quite aggressive before? Now you're taking a step back?" Jun Xiaoyao mocked coldly.

"Jun Xiaoyao, this Marquis is giving you face. Being my enemy will bring you no benefits!" Yang Pan said, his expression shifting between light and shadow.

"Does this Divine Son need your face? Besides, I have so many enemies, what's one more horse-grooming lackey?" Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent.

He said no more and reached out a hand.

A fierce, golden Qi and blood surged into the sky, transforming into a lifelike golden divine elephant that seemed capable of suppressing the universe.

Facing this avatar of the Champion Marquis, Jun Xiaoyao didn't even need to use any great divine abilities; a single slap would be enough to end the battle.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are digging your own grave!" Yang Pan roared, also unleashing his own great divine ability.

But as a mere avatar, without even the Pan Emperor Life Sword by his side, how could he be a match for Jun Xiaoyao?

Puchi!

Jun Xiaoyao pressed down with his palm, instantly slapping Yang Pan's avatar into a mist of blood, crushing him to pieces.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt their scalps go numb.

The Champion Marquis's avatar had been slapped to death just like that.

"Has the Jun Clan's Divine Son already become this powerful?" Many generals were astonished.

Their cultivation bases were all several levels higher than Jun Xiaoyao's, but seeing his fierce posture, they all felt a sense of trepidation in their hearts.

At the very same moment Jun Xiaoyao shattered Yang Pan's avatar.

Far away in the Panwu Divine Dynasty, inside a magnificent palace that was resplendent with gold and jade, surging with purple energy, and grand in scale.

A roar erupted from within.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I, Yang Pan, will not coexist with you!"

Hearing this voice, the maids and attendants outside the palace turned pale, filled with panic.

When Yang Pan was enraged, he was even more terrifying than an Asura demon.

"I seem to have heard the name of the Jun Clan's Divine Son. What grudge does the Marquis have with him?" some servants thought to themselves, trembling with fear.

At this moment, Yang Pan's icy voice came from inside the palace.

"Come here, relay this Marquis's order: spread the news that I, Champion Hou Yang Pan, will challenge the Jun Clan's Jun Xiaoyao to a duel at the peak of the Forbidden City in the Divine Dynasty's imperial palace!"

"Let the time be set for the day Wu Mingyue chooses her imperial son-in-law. This Marquis wants to trample Jun Xiaoyao underfoot in front of all the forces in the Immortal Realm!"

Hearing this, all the servants around the entire palace were petrified; they widened their eyes and gasped.

The Panwu Divine Dynasty's Champion Marquis challenging the Ancient Jun Clan's Divine Son.

This was no small matter; if it spread, it would cause a massive upheaval!

Coupled with the fact that the date was set for Wu Mingyue's selection of an imperial son-in-law, how explosive would the Panwu Divine Dynasty be then?

And how many forces would be attracted to come?

It was unimaginable...

"A grand era of struggle among heaven's pride experts is about to begin. I hope the Marquis can have the last laugh," an old servant sighed.

Meanwhile, over at the Zhu Que Ancient Country.

Jun Xiaoyao did not know that Yang Pan was already so angry he wanted to challenge him.

But even if he did know, Jun Xiaoyao probably wouldn't have felt any ripples.

Daring to clamor in front of him?

A single palm to suppress him would suffice.

The countless people around still had shock lingering in their pupils.

Jun Xiaoyao, however, had a calm expression.

Slapping an avatar of Yang Pan to death casually really wasn't a big deal to him.

Jun Xiaoyao cast his gaze, and amidst the residual blood mist of Yang Pan's avatar, a ring was flickering.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and grabbed it into his palm.

There was a soul seal on the ring; Jun Xiaoyao casually activated the True Spirit within his Divine Palace.

That True Spirit, which looked like a miniature version of Jun Xiaoyao, released a powerful force of divine soul.

Although Jun Xiaoyao's physical body was terrifyingly peerless, his divine soul cultivation had not lagged behind either.

He had been practicing the Chaos Divine Grinding Visualization Method all along.

Jun Xiaoyao's divine soul power easily broke through the ring's seal.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about the miscellaneous items inside.

What he cared about were the bronze compass parts.

Sure enough, all three bronze compass parts were inside.

"Yang Pan, oh Yang Pan, you plotted for so long, only to have me pick the peaches in the end. You're simply Xiao Chen number two," Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Yang Pan's painstaking schemes had ended up fulfilling Jun Xiaoyao.

He knew that Yang Pan must be so angry right now that he was about to explode on the spot.

Jun Xiaoyao put the three compass parts into his own spatial magic treasure.

In this way, he had collected all four compass parts.

But clearly, now was not the time for research.

Jun Xiaoyao swept a glance downward; the faces of everyone in the Qinglong Ancient Country's army were deathly pale.

Those generals even had a trace of hatred vaguely revealed in their eyes.

After all, their country lord could be considered to have died indirectly at Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

"Relay this Divine Son's order: kill all the generals of the Qinglong Ancient Country from the rank of soldier and above," Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

"Yes!"

Without waiting for the Zhu Que Country Lord to agree, the Bai Hu Country Lord and Xuanwu Country Lord hurriedly scrambled to respond.

Since they had already surrendered, they naturally had to show some attitude now.

Soon, they had wiped out the many generals of the Qinglong Ancient Country, and those soldiers all surrendered.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao issued an order to unify and integrate the four ancient countries into the Four Symbols Ancient Country.

And the Zhu Que Country Lord would be the lord of the Four Symbols Ancient Country.

As for his successor, it would be Bai Yuer.

This turmoil of the four ancient countries was thus quelled.

However, the ripples had only just begun...