Chapter 965: The Stunning Might: One Spear Nails Prince Mojie to Death!

An indescribable scene appeared before everyone’s eyes.

At the peak of Battle God Mountain, a pale-clad, refined young master pulled up the long-buried Divine Weeping Battle Spear, pointing it slantwise at the heavens!

This profoundly shocking sight froze everyone in place, stole their breath, as if their souls had been frozen at that very moment!

“How is this possible?”

Not just the Prince of the Other Shore, or Li Jiuming and others.

Even the composed Prince Mojie himself now wore an expression of utter astonishment.

His heart could no longer remain calm.

The legend of the First Battle God and the Divine Weeping Battle Spear was known to all across the Ten States of the Foreign Realm.

But now?

That Divine Weeping Battle Spear, said to exist only in legends, had been forcibly pulled free by a living hand!

This shock was beyond words!

“Young master has truly done it—the Divine Weeping Battle Spear has recognized him as its master.”

Mu Lao’s pupils trembled.

He saw it: the bloodlines on the Divine Weeping Battle Spear, like roots, had sunk deep into Jun Xiaoyao’s arm, draining his blood.

It meant the spear had truly recognized him of its own accord.

Not forcibly yanked out by some trick or force.

That mattered greatly.

“Huh, that battle spear…”

As Su Hongyi gazed at the Divine Weeping Battle Spear, a sudden stabbing pain pierced her mind.

A hazy scene surfaced.

On a battlefield drenched in blood and fire.

A blurred, peerless figure stood beside her, holding in hand none other than the Divine Weeping Battle Spear!

Of course, this illusion vanished instantly, leaving Su Hongyi herself confused.

“How could you pull out the Divine Weeping Battle Spear?” Prince Mojie asked, stunned and disbelieving.

He could feel the apocalyptic might emanating from the Divine Weeping Battle Spear, shaking all heavens.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao, having pulled the spear free, felt it frantically draining his Chaos Blood.

This was a weapon of apocalypse!

Any other person would have been instantly drained into a withered husk.

But Jun Xiaoyao was different.

His Chaos Body granted him an almost endless source of power!

His blood qi was extraordinarily vigorous.

The bloodlines spreading from the Divine Weeping Battle Spear, like veins, sank into Jun Xiaoyao’s arm, siphoning his Chaos Blood.

Jun Xiaoyao’s black hair turned white strand by strand, until it became utterly white as frozen snow.

Jun Xiaoyao’s features had always been peerless, his aura transcendent.

Now, clad in white robes, crowned with white hair, wielding the Divine Weeping Battle Spear, he stood supreme atop Battle God Mountain!

This scene was etched deeply into the eyes of all present.

“Master…”

Tu Shan Chunchun’s eyes grew hazy.

Not just her.

Tu Shan Wanzhuan, Su Hongyi, Fei Qingxue.

Even Luo Xiangling, who watched unseen from the shadows, felt her spirit tremble.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao’s white hair stretched three thousand zhang, transcendent and peerless!

Beyond the three layers of snow upon his form, who in all the world dares wear white?

In every woman’s heart, only this verse matched the scene!

“You…”

Sensing Jun Xiaoyao’s chilling, dragon-like aura, Prince Mojie’s face grew grim.

If earlier, Prince Mojie had been one hundred percent certain he could suppress Jun Xiaoyao,

Now, he had no confidence at all.

Because Jun Xiaoyao now was too mysterious, his aura too overwhelming.

Like the legendary First Battle God, the Apocalyptic Demon King!

“Come, fight! Let this Emperor’s Son see just how strong you are, now that you’ve pulled the Divine Weeping Battle Spear!”

Prince Mojie let out a cold roar that shattered the heavens, as if to steel his own courage.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao remained expressionless.

His Supreme Divine Blood began to boil!

The Fourth Supreme Art activated, multiplying all his attributes severalfold!

Simultaneously, a torrent of primordial cosmic force, merging with Chaos force, surged from Jun Xiaoyao’s body and flooded into the Divine Weeping Battle Spear!

Zzzzz…

The Divine Weeping Battle Spear’s blade vibrated, emitting a deafening, world-shaking hum—its sound alone could shatter the void!

A wave of apocalyptic might swept outward!

All prodigies present paled, their hearts trembling before this apocalyptic force.

Even Mu Lao and the academy elders changed expression, sensing an aura that made even them grow solemn.

“How strong? Hah…”

Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

“My power is beyond your capacity to endure!”

As Jun Xiaoyao spoke, he swung the Divine Weeping Battle Spear, driving it straight at Prince Mojie!

The Fourth Supreme Art, layered with primordial cosmic force, layered again with Chaos force.

Combined with the Divine Weeping Battle Spear’s own apocalyptic might.

This single strike cleaved heaven and earth, shattered the cosmos!

A fissure of void stretched ten thousand li across the sky!

Stars trembled, heaven and earth dimmed, sun and moon lost their light—as if all creation were about to be erased by this single strike!

Feeling this destructive might, Prince Mojie’s expression twisted in shock.

“All Methods Immune, Tenfold Realm!”

Prince Mojie let out a long roar, releasing ten immune divine rings around him, radiating boundless light.

They formed ten layered worlds, encasing him in an unbreakable, diamond-hard shell.

This was Prince Mojie’s ultimate divine art—immune to all!

Even peers using forbidden techniques struggled to pierce these ten realms.

Any powerful technique, weakened layer by layer, would be reduced to near nothingness.

Yet!

In Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes, light surged.

The Battle God Scroll’s function was not merely to deduce techniques.

It had another ability: to detect the weaknesses of any technique, then shatter it with sheer force!

To outsiders, these ten realms appeared flawless.

But to Jun Xiaoyao, who had cultivated the Battle God Scroll, they bore faint cracks.

Hard to spot—but undeniably real!

“Kill!”

Jun Xiaoyao roared, and the Divine Weeping Battle Spear tore through the void.

BOOM!

The two clashed like a meteor striking Earth!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The dark-gold Divine Weeping Battle Spear pierced straight through, shattering layer after layer of the realms!

One by one, Prince Mojie’s immune divine rings shattered!

“How is this possible!”

Prince Mojie cried out, his face contorted in disbelief.

His ten divine rings were meant to nullify nearly all techniques of his own level.

Yet they did not weaken Jun Xiaoyao in the slightest!

There was only one reason.

Jun Xiaoyao’s power now was simply too great!

The Divine Weeping Battle Spear was ruthless, annihilating all obstacles!

Kill gods who stand in the way!

Slay Buddhas who block the path!

This is the undying battle will of the First-Generation War God, and the world-annihilating might of the Spear of Divine Weeping!

No one can stand before the Spear of Divine Weeping!

The razor-sharp spear blade tore through ten layers of realms and landed directly before Prince Mojie.

“No!”

Prince Mojie let out a scream that shattered his liver and gall.

Puch!

The spear blade pierced through Prince Mojie’s body, spraying glistening supreme blood!

The Spear of Divine Weeping, with Prince Mojie’s body impaled upon it, drove straight into Mount War God!

The terrifying destruction force sealed within the spear shattered Prince Mojie’s five viscera, six bowels, and primordial spirit into pulp and nothingness!

Silence…

After the ultimate collision came utter silence!

All sound vanished from heaven and earth.

Only faces, filled with endless shock and horror, remained.

One of the Seven Minor Emperors of the Foreign Realm, Prince Mojie.

Was impaled and killed by Jun Xiaoyao upon Mount War God!