[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body":3,"chapter-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-93":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting with the Wasteland Sacred Body",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2340900,4576,"Chapter 93: One Palm to Kill, the Champion Marquis Issues a Challenge, Xiao Chen No. 2","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-93",93,"\u003Cp>The ruler of Qinglong Ancient Kingdom, the foremost of the Four Ancient Kingdoms, was sealed at the throat with a single blow, his head rolling to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood splattered across the sky, strikingly gorgeous yet grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone froze, unable to believe a Saint had been slain so effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Qinglong Kingdom ruler’s head landed on the ground, his expression frozen in terror, confusion, and disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if wondering how a Saint of his stature could be killed in one strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet it wasn’t over—the musical blade of killing energy continued its charge toward the four Saint puppets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A violent explosion rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two of the Saint puppets were instantly destroyed, severed at the waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining two puppets suffered heavy damage; though not fully dismantled, they were shattered beyond function.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire battlefield fell silent, so quiet a pin could be heard dropping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Champion Marquis’s pupils trembled violently, revealing a flicker of disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could Jun Xiaoyao’s guardian really be this strong?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Pan had assumed that even if Jun Xiaoyao had a guardian, he’d likely be no more than a Saint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cultivator of higher realm would rarely consent to act as a personal bodyguard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s guardian clearly surpassed the Saint realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could he be a Saint King?” Yang Pan’s face darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since becoming Champion Marquis, he had never suffered such a crushing defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, nearly all his high-end combat strength was gone; the two remaining damaged puppets had virtually no fighting capacity left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Jun Xiaoyao’s side—ignoring his terrifying guardian—already had three Saints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Added to that, the armies of the White Tiger and Black Tortoise Ancient Kingdoms had turned against him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Champion Marquis’s fate was sealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this situation, Yang Pan took a deep breath: “Jun Xiaoyao, are you truly determined to oppose me? Why not both sides retreat a step?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Pan wasn’t foolish—he knew if he pushed further, he’d be the one to lose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, weren’t you mighty just a moment ago? Now you want to retreat?” Jun Xiaoyao sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jun Xiaoyao, I’m giving you face. To oppose me brings you no benefit!” Yang Pan’s expression flickered between anger and calculation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do I need your face? Besides, I have so many enemies—what’s one more stable boy?” Jun Xiaoyao’s expression remained cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said no more, raising his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A furious golden blood qi surged into the sky, forming a lifelike golden divine elephant, as if capable of suppressing the entire universe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Yang Pan’s clone, Jun Xiaoyao didn’t even need to unleash a grand technique—just one palm strike would end the battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jun Xiaoyao, you’re digging your own grave!” Yang Pan roared, unleashing his own grand technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was merely a clone, without even the Pan Emperor Life Sword at his side—how could he stand against Jun Xiaoyao for even a moment?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SPLAT!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao brought his palm down, crushing Yang Pan’s clone into a bloody mist, pulverizing it to dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this sight, everyone felt their scalps go numb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Champion Marquis’s clone had been slain with a single palm strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Has the Jun Clan’s Divine Son grown this powerful?” Many generals were stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though their realms were several levels higher than Jun Xiaoyao’s, witnessing his ferocity now filled them with dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very moment Jun Xiaoyao shattered Yang Pan’s clone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far away, in the Panwu Divine Dynasty, within a magnificent palace shimmering with gold and purple aura, radiating grandeur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A roar erupted from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jun Xiaoyao, I, Yang Pan, swear enmity with you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the maids and attendants outside the palace turned pale with terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Yang Pan raged, he was more terrifying than a demon of the netherworld.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did I just hear Jun Xiaoyao’s name? What feud has the Marquis entered with him?” Some servants trembled inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Yang Pan’s icy voice echoed from within the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Send word: I, Champion Marquis Yang Pan, challenge Jun Xiaoyao of the Jun Clan to a duel atop the Imperial Palace, within the Forbidden City!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Set the time for the day when Wu Mingyue selects her Imperial Son-in-Law—I shall crush Jun Xiaoyao beneath my feet before all forces of the Immortal Realm!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, every servant around the palace froze, eyes wide, gasping in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Champion Marquis of the Panwu Divine Dynasty challenging the Jun Clan’s Divine Son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no trivial matter—if it spread, it would ignite a massive storm!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with the timing set for Wu Mingyue’s selection of her Imperial Son-in-Law, the Panwu Divine Dynasty would become a furnace of chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How many factions would flock to witness it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impossible to imagine…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A golden age of prodigy rivalry is about to begin. May the Marquis emerge victorious,” sighed an old servant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, in the Zhuque Ancient Kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao did not know that Yang Pan was already furious enough to challenge him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even if he knew, Jun Xiaoyao likely wouldn’t care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dare someone boast before him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One palm strike would silence them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around him, countless onlookers still bore shock in their pupils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s expression remained calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crushing Yang Pan’s clone meant nothing to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze swept over the bloody remnants of Yang Pan’s clone, spotting a ring glowing faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached out, snatching it into his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ring bore a soul seal; Jun Xiaoyao casually activated the True Spirit within his Divine Palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The True Spirit—a miniature version of Jun Xiaoyao—released a vast torrent of spiritual power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his physical body was monstrously powerful, his spiritual cultivation had never been neglected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had continuously practiced the Chaotic Divine Mill Contemplation Method.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s spiritual power effortlessly shattered the ring’s seal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paid no mind to the random trinkets inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he sought were the bronze compass fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, three bronze compass fragments lay within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yang Pan, Yang Pan—you schemed for so long, only for me to snatch the fruits. You’re nothing but Xiao Chen No. 2,” Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Pan’s painstaking schemes had only served to empower Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew Yang Pan was surely about to explode with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao stored the three compass fragments inside his space treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he had collected all four fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now was not the time to study them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao glanced down—the soldiers of the Qinglong Ancient Kingdom all had ashen faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their officers’ eyes held faint traces of hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, their ruler had indirectly died by Jun Xiaoyao’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By my command as Divine Son: Execute all officers above the rank of soldier in the Qinglong Ancient Kingdom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the Zhuque Kingdom ruler could respond, the White Tiger and Black Tortoise rulers rushed to answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having defected, they now needed to prove their loyalty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quickly, they slaughtered every Qinglong officer; the soldiers surrendered en masse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, Jun Xiaoyao issued orders to unify the Four Ancient Kingdoms into the Four Symbols Ancient Kingdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhuque Kingdom ruler would become its monarch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His successor would be Bai Yuer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The turmoil of the Four Ancient Kingdoms was thus quelled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the ripples had only just begun…\u003C\u002Fp>",1180,"2026-06-20T23:29:44.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","abfa3666bf6f2fa3cf6c9acb131585ae3461d8093fd6c4f54214bf69f2fe5944","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-94","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-92",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-cover.jpg"]