Chapter 968: The Identities of the Six Destroyer Kings Exposed, Shaking the Eight Directions

Everyone was stunned.

A quasi-immortal was about to receive a strike from another quasi-immortal.

What’s the difference between this and walking into death?

“Xiaoyao, don’t…” Luo Xiangling’s face paled slightly.

As a quasi-immortal herself, she understood best what this realm represented and what power it held.

Even a Chaos Dao Sovereign had no right to speak such words before a quasi-immortal.

And what of Jun Xiaoyao?

He was merely a quasi-venerable.

Not to mention one strike.

A single breath from a quasi-immortal could obliterate a quasi-venerable countless times over.

Jun Xiaoyao’s action was even more absurd than an egg striking a rock.

“How ridiculous…” Fufeng Wang murmured, his eyes glinting with cold mockery.

He himself was a quasi-immortal and knew full well how foolish Jun Xiaoyao’s challenge was.

“Oh?”

Even the quasi-immortal of the Mojie Imperial Clan was taken aback.

He couldn’t fathom how Jun Xiaoyao had the audacity to say such a thing.

“Is your confidence derived from the mysterious immortal behind you?” the Mojie Imperial Clan’s quasi-immortal said coldly.

The world knew that the Chaos Body was rumored to be backed by a mysterious immortal.

Without that immortal, other immortal imperial clans would have already set their sights on the Chaos Body.

“This wager concerns only you and me, no one else,” Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

“Fine.”

The Mojie Imperial Clan’s quasi-immortal was equally direct, with no hesitation.

Jun Xiaoyao’s boldness and decisiveness stirred a faint admiration in him.

Yet, since Jun Xiaoyao had killed the Mojie Imperial Prince, there was no possibility of reconciliation with the Mojie Imperial Clan.

Boom!

The Mojie Imperial Clan’s quasi-immortal instantly extended one palm.

Though this quasi-immortal was only a projected shadow at present,

the power of his technique was sufficient to shatter heaven and earth.

Five fingers, like pillars propping up the heavens, seemed to encompass sun, moon, and stars within them.

This was the Mojie Imperial Clan’s supreme divine technique: the Overturning Heaven Palm.

When wielded by a powerful being, it was said to be able to flip the entire sky into the palm of one’s hand!

The void groaned under the weight, cracking and crumbling inch by inch.

The entire Battle God Mountain trembled, runes glowing and swirling.

Clearly, this technique’s power was immense.

Jun Xiaoyao, clad in white robes, fluttered in the wind.

In one hand he held the Divine Weeping Battle Spear, his white hair stretching three thousand zhang, dancing through the void.

His aura was peerless, as if a white-robed divine king had descended from heaven!

Shhh!

Jun Xiaoyao swung the Divine Weeping Battle Spear.

It slashed toward the colossal palm that threatened to overturn the heavens!

It resembled the legendary great sage of the demonic race who defied the Buddha.

“Xiaoyao!”

“Young Master!”

“Master!”

Luo Xiangling, Tu Shan Wanzhuan, Tu Shan Chunchun, Su Hongyi, and Fei Qingxue all changed expression.

The Princes of the Other Shore, Li Jiuming, Pu Yao, and other heavenly prince prodigies fixed their gazes intently.

Jun Xiaoyao was, in essence, their nightmare.

If this nightmare ended today, it would be the best possible outcome.

“What’s left to doubt?”

Fufeng Wang shook his head slightly upon seeing this.

A quasi-venerable challenging a quasi-immortal was even more ridiculous than a mantis trying to stop a cart.

Tens of thousands of eyes converged; heaven and earth fell silent.

Boom!

With a dull thud,

Jun Xiaoyao was entirely seized and engulfed by the Overturning Heaven Palm.

“Xiaoyao!”

Luo Xiangling’s exquisite face turned pale; she instinctively moved to act.

“Lady Luo, this was his own choice,” Fufeng Wang intercepted her in time.

Tu Shan Wanzhuan and the others also turned pale.

Mu Lao’s hand clenched tightly.

At this point, Jun Xiaoyao had drawn the Divine Weeping Battle Spear; in a sense, he could be considered part of the Battle God Academy.

For the Battle God Academy was founded by the First Battle God.

“The Chaos Body dying in my hands is a supreme honor,” the Mojie Imperial Clan’s quasi-immortal said coolly.

"A Chaotic Body dying in my hands is a supreme honor," said the Mojie Imperial Clan's quasi-immortal coolly.

“Hmm?”

The Mojie Imperial Clan’s quasi-immortal suddenly sensed something amiss.

The Mojie Imperial Clan's quasi-immortal suddenly sensed something amiss.

Above the heavens, dark clouds pressed down, swirling in layers.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, colossal bolts howling like enraged dragons.

Amid this turmoil of heaven and earth,

a massive dark six-pointed star seal appeared upon the alien sky.

The dark six-pointed star rotated slowly, radiating an ancient, mysterious, dark, boundless, and tyrannical aura!

The dark hexagram slowly rotated, radiating an ancient, mysterious, dark, vast, and tyrannical aura!

Tens of thousands of alien beings stared wide-eyed, their minds momentarily frozen.

Most present alien beings held high status.

Naturally, they knew the legend of the Six Destroyer Kings.

And just recently, a dark six-pointed star seal had appeared in the heavens.

All alien beings understood what this sight meant.

All beings from beyond the realm understood what this scene signified.

The Six Destroyer Kings!

Only the Six Destroyer Kings of the apocalyptic myth, capable of bringing annihilation to the Immortal Realm, could manifest the dark six-pointed star seal!

“Could it be… that the Chaos Body is one of the Dark Sequence, one of the Six Destroyer Kings?”

The alien beings present were mentally overwhelmed, unable to conceive of it.

The Chaos Body was already legendary enough.

Since his emergence, he had never suffered a single defeat.

And he had drawn the First Battle God’s Divine Weeping Battle Spear.

Now, it turned out—

He was also one of the Dark Sequence, one of the Six Destroyer Kings!

This was too fantastical, too hard to believe!

“Master is one of the Six Destroyer Kings?”

Tu Shan Chunchun’s eyes widened in shock.

Suddenly, she recalled the first time she met Jun Xiaoyao.

It was indeed in the Heavenly Tomb.

And Jun Xiaoyao had indeed said he came from the Heavenly Tomb.

Such a mysterious origin made it entirely plausible that he was one of the Six Destroyer Kings.

“I understand now—no wonder Master came from the Heavenly Tomb. He is a slumbering Dark Sequence, one of the Six Destroyer Kings!” Tu Shan Chunchun’s eyes lit up.

“What did you say?” Tu Shan Wanzhuan was also startled.

She had never imagined Jun Xiaoyao’s origins were so mysterious.

No one expected Jun Xiaoyao's origins to be so mysterious.

BOOM!

As the crowd was stunned by the dark hexagram phenomenon.

That colossal sky-covering palm suddenly trembled.

Then, countless black beams tore through, piercing the palm!

Accompanied by a deafening, earth-shattering roar.

A figure in white robes and white hair, wielding a battle halberd, reappeared!

Behind Jun Xiaoyao, a faint silhouette could barely be seen.

Holding the same Divine Weeping Battle Halberd, standing atop the myriad heavens, radiating unmatched ferocity and dominance!

As if all realms and worlds were trampled beneath his feet!

“The First Generation War God!”

Old Mu let out a loud cry and bowed deeply to Jun Xiaoyao at a ninety-degree angle.

“It’s the First Generation War God!”

“Hail the War God!”

From all directions, an endless clamor surged like a tidal wave.

The First Generation War God was a symbol, a belief, of the War God Academy!

No one could defile the First Generation War God!

“How is this possible? This boy is one of the Six Destroyer Kings?”

Even the Mojie Imperial Clan’s quasi-immortal was startled and taken aback.

If he were merely a Chaos Body and a provisional War God, the Mojie Imperial Clan might still have had grounds to deal with him.

But now—

On Jun Xiaoyao’s wrist, the dark hexagram seal emitted a hazy black glow, exposing his identity as a Destroyer King.

Added to that, the spectral shadow of the First Generation War God within the Divine Weeping Battle Halberd had blocked the power of his sky-covering palm.

Now, seeking revenge for the Mojie Imperial Prince would be extraordinarily difficult.

“This is troublesome.”

The Mojie Imperial Clan’s quasi-immortal frowned.

The Six Destroyer Kings were beings capable of ascending to kings of legend in the alien realms.

Even the Mojie Imperial Clan had no authority to deal with a Dark King.

“Mojie Imperial Clan, prioritize the greater good. The Destroyer Kings must not be harmed.”

Suddenly, from deep within the War God Academy, an ancient, weathered voice echoed.

“Immortal King!”

All beings across the eight directions cried out in shock.

Had the Immortal King deep within the War God Academy finally spoken?

Would he stand by Jun Xiaoyao and lend him support?