Chapter 964: One Battle at the Summit of the God of War, Single-Handedly Pulling Out the Divine Weeping Battle Spear

These two men, one is a member of the Seven Lesser Emperors, the imperial son of the Mojie Imperial Clan.

The other is a provisional God of War from the God of War Academy, a Chaos Body who has never known defeat since his emergence.

This battle, without doubt, will draw immense attention.

Not only the countless prodigies densely packed around Mount God of War.

Even those watching from the shadows, from millions of miles away, fixed their gazes upon Mount God of War.

Many great figures were deeply curious about Jun Xiaoyao’s origins.

But because Jun Xiaoyao was backed by a mysterious immortal force, none dared to act recklessly.

This great battle might reveal some clues.

“Chaos Body, I’ve come.”

The Mojie Imperial Son’s tone was utterly calm, even a faint smile tugging at his lips.

It was as if they were old friends who had known each other for years.

This alone revealed the Mojie Imperial Son’s vision and bearing, far beyond what even the Top Ten Heavenly Kings could match.

To become one of the Seven Lesser Emperors, he must have his reasons.

“Mojie Imperial Son…” Jun Xiaoyao rose slowly, his white robe untouched by dust.

He could feel the surging force of laws within the Mojie Imperial Son.

There had never been anything like the Supreme Servant beside Li Jiuming before.

Moreover, Jun Xiaoyao noticed ten divine rings layered around the Mojie Imperial Son, enveloping his body.

A faintly familiar resonance emanated.

“Magic power immunity?” Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze darkened.

He possessed this ability himself—gained through the Sign-In System.

Clearly, the Mojie Imperial Clan also possessed this power.

Not only that, they had manifested it as tangible immune divine rings.

Jun Xiaoyao’s Primordial Spirit, like a supercomputer, began to simulate.

Having obtained the God of War Scroll, he could simulate all techniques, arts, and abilities under heaven.

Of course, since his comprehension was still preliminary, he could not instantly deduce them to the highest depths.

But as long as he retained a memory of it, that would suffice.

In the future, Jun Xiaoyao could use this to manifest his own magic power immunity, strengthening its power.

The Mojie Imperial Son watched Jun Xiaoyao, his brows slightly furrowed.

For some reason, though he sensed Jun Xiaoyao’s cultivation base was only provisional Supreme, lower than his own,

He felt a faint unease in his heart.

“Perhaps… it’s just an illusion…”

The Mojie Imperial Son shook his head slightly and looked at Jun Xiaoyao.

“I heard you used a magic power immunity ability at the Heavenly Immortal Banquet in Tianmu Continent. Where did you get it?”

At these words, the entire crowd held their breath, listening intently.

After all, magic power immunity was the Mojie Imperial Clan’s bloodline art.

Jun Xiaoyao was not of the Mojie Imperial Clan—how could he possess this art?

Jun Xiaoyao’s expression remained indifferent; he would never reveal the Sign-In System.

Moreover, the Mojie Imperial Son’s accusatory tone displeased him.

“What’s it to you?” Jun Xiaoyao said.

“Oh, seems you’ve got some backbone,” the Mojie Imperial Son said, unconcerned and unangered.

“Since you won’t tell me, it’s simple—my clan won’t allow our bloodline art to spread outside.”

“Given you’re the rare Chaos Body of a million years, how about this: after defeating you, you join my clan?”

The Mojie Imperial Son’s words caused many prodigies to change expression.

The Mojie Imperial Son, instead of angering, actually wished to invite Jun Xiaoyao to join the Mojie Imperial Clan.

Undeniably, this move was deeply calculated.

From this alone, it was clear the Mojie Imperial Son’s vision differed from that of the Prince of the Other Shore, Li Jiuming, and other prodigies.

The Mojie Imperial Son wanted to recruit Jun Xiaoyao as his asset.

“Bad. If the Chaos Body truly joins the Mojie Imperial Clan, and with the Mojie Imperial Son already there, won’t the Mojie Clan possibly produce two immortals in the future?”

Many thought of this, their expressions shifting.

Though currently in the midst of the Two Realms War, the Outlands were united against the outside.

Yet among the immortal imperial clans, friction was inevitable.

Even in the Immortal Realm, the Jiang Clan had conflicts with the Heavenly Court—let alone the warlike Outlands.

Jun Xiaoyao joining the Mojie Imperial Clan would certainly not be good news for those imperial clans subtly opposed to the Mojie Clan.

“Wanwan-jie, Master…”

Tu Shan Chun Chun’s face showed a trace of tension.

They still hoped to draw Jun Xiaoyao into the Tu Shan Imperial Clan.

“Let’s see what the Master chooses. I believe he’s not the type to submit to others,” Tu Shan Wanwan said.

If Jun Xiaoyao joined the Tu Shan Imperial Clan, he would become the Princess’s Imperial Son-in-Law.

But joining the Mojie Imperial Clan would merely make him a tool of the clan.

Other prodigies, if offered an invitation from an imperial clan, would leap at the chance.

Jun Xiaoyao’s expression remained utterly calm, a hint of amusement in his voice: “Join the Mojie Imperial Clan… and become your subordinate?”

“No, you’re the Chaos Body—you’d stand equal to me,” the Mojie Imperial Son smiled.

“What if I refuse?” Jun Xiaoyao said.

The Mojie Imperial Son’s eyes narrowed slightly, then he smiled: “If you refuse, you’ll still join—only the method won’t be so gentle.”

Clearly, even the Mojie Imperial Clan couldn’t bear to kill Jun Xiaoyao for his Chaos Body talent.

But the Mojie Imperial Son’s meaning was already clear.

If Jun Xiaoyao refused, the Mojie Clan had ways to control him and make him serve them.

“Heh, you’re not strong enough to hold this blade—you’d only cut yourselves.” Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

“Then try!”

The Mojie Imperial Son swept his sleeve; ten layers of divine rings flared, unleashing a Supreme pressure that shook the eight directions and altered heaven and earth!

Jun Xiaoyao smiled coldly.

The next instant, he raised his hand and gripped the Divine Weeping Battle Spear.

This sudden act left everyone holding their breath.

“What is Jun Xiaoyao doing?”

“Is he trying to pull out the Divine Weeping Battle Spear?”

“Impossible—it was planted here by the First God of War; even provisional immortals couldn’t pull it out.”

“Correct. I heard the Academy Elders say only the successor of the First God of War’s will can draw it out—no matter how strong one is!”

Jun Xiaoyao’s action sent shockwaves through the eight directions.

Since the Divine Weeping Battle Spear had never been pulled out since ancient times, Mount God of War gradually became a battleground.

As for the Divine Weeping Battle Spear, no one ever attempted to pull it.

Yet now, Jun Xiaoyao’s right hand gripped the Divine Weeping Battle Spear directly.

“Oh? Trying to pull out the Divine Weeping Battle Spear?”

The Mojie Imperial Son’s expression was calm, tilting his head slightly as he watched Jun Xiaoyao.

He had, of course, heard of the Divine Weeping Battle Spear’s fame.

But was it too late for Jun Xiaoyao to try pulling it now—like sharpening a sword just before battle?

Tens of thousands of eyes fixed on Jun Xiaoyao.

Astonishment, disbelief, amusement, confusion, sneers—all manner of expressions appeared.

Jun Xiaoyao paid them no mind.

Within him, divine energy surged; on his wrist, the black six-pointed star mark faintly seemed to rise.

“Rise!”

Jun Xiaoyao let out a clear cry and shook his arm!

Instantly, the blood-red lines etched along the spear’s shaft writhed as if alive.

Then they transformed into veins, emerging from the spear and burrowing into Jun Xiaoyao’s wrist and forearm.

BOOM!

The entire Divine Weeping Battle Spear was slowly pulled out by Jun Xiaoyao!

Mount God of War trembled, cracks splitting open, rocks tumbling down.

Heaven and earth shook, the cosmos quaked—a terrifying aura, deep as an abyss, demonic and peerlessly dominant, swept across a hundred thousand li of sky!

BOOM!

Accompanied by a sound like the opening of the cosmos!

The Divine Weeping Battle Spear was pulled out by Jun Xiaoyao, slanted toward the heavens!

The ten great continents of the foreign lands trembled all at once!