In the cracked earth of the pit, Xiao Chen stood up, his body trembling, and his chin was drenched in blood.

His eyes were blood-red, unable to believe it.

Unable to believe that he had lost again.

Time and again, he had been defeated by Jun Xiaoyao.

Now, he couldn't even defeat the Champion Marquis.

Even though Xiao Chen had a resolute character, at this moment, he felt as if his will was about to crumble.

To be honest, Xiao Chen's strength was indeed not weak.

If Yang Pan did not possess the Pan Emperor's Spirit Sword, the outcome would have been uncertain.

But unfortunately, with the Pan Emperor's Spirit Sword, Yang Pan was inherently in an invincible position.

This was also the confidence of the Pan Martial God Lord.

Ultimately, the position of the prince consort still belonged to Yang Pan.

At this moment, many cultivators around were somewhat sighing.

They could naturally see that there was some connection between Xiao Chen and Wu Mingyue.

It was like the story told by a storyteller, where a commoner rises to marry a princess.

However, reality was ultimately reality; it could not be as perfect as the stories in legendary novels.

Xiao Chen ultimately could not succeed in his rise.

"Haha, I just want to ask, who else is there?" Yang Pan said with a proud demeanor.

The young talents from various major forces showed expressions of caution.

Ye Xingyun from the Ancient Ye Family, Wang Gang from the Northern Wang Family, and Huang Xuan from the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain were all present to witness the event, not to compete for the position of prince consort.

Thus, they did not intervene.

Seeing that no one spoke up, Yang Pan inexplicably felt a sense of superiority.

Being invincible is truly lonely...

He turned his head to look at Wu Mingyue, whose face was pale, and a smile crept onto his lips as he said, "Mingyue, you are ultimately still mine."

Wu Mingyue's expression was grim, her jade hand clenched tightly.

She felt extreme disgust towards Yang Pan.

His character was vile, and his appearance was mediocre.

Even though Wu Mingyue also disliked Jun Xiaoyao, she had to admit that Jun Xiaoyao was indeed quite handsome.

At least, looking at him every day would not be bothersome; rather, it was a supreme enjoyment.

But if she had to face Yang Pan every day, it would be nauseating.

Just as Yang Pan was feeling triumphant, thinking the situation was settled.

A voice, carrying a lazy tone, drifted over.

"Just now, I was pushed into the ground by this divine son, and now you're starting to jump again?"

"Hmm?" Yang Pan raised an eyebrow and looked over.

There stood Jun Xiaoyao, one hand behind his back, casually standing there, his expression carrying a sense of indifference as he looked down from above.

Indeed...

It was like a deity looking down upon mortals.

Jun Xiaoyao had stepped forward!

Wow!

This scene caused an uproar in all directions.

"The Jun Family's divine son is finally going to make a move?"

"Is he also going to compete for the position of prince consort?"

"Interesting, if the Jun Family's divine son makes a move, I wonder if he can suppress the Champion Marquis?"

"It might be a bit difficult; after all, the Champion Marquis wields the Pan Emperor's Spirit Sword, which is not so easy to deal with."

Meanwhile, the young women from various forces, as well as many female cultivators, felt a sense of heartbreak.

"Xiaoyao brother, you..." Jiang Luoli covered her mouth with her small hand, unable to believe it.

Could it be that Jun Xiaoyao really wanted to marry the long princess of the Pan Martial God Dynasty?

Jiang Shengyi did not say anything, but her clear eyes were slightly stunned, somewhat surprised.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

He certainly had no intention of competing for any position of prince consort.

In this world, no matter who it was, as long as he wanted, he could have; why bother to compete?

Moreover, which woman was worth Jun Xiaoyao competing for?

At least not at this moment had he encountered one.

Besides, Wu Mingyue was originally his slave.

She was Jun Xiaoyao's private property.

Did Yang Pan seek to marry Wu Mingyue with the consent of her owner?

"Jun Xiaoyao, very well, since you have taken the initiative to step forward, then let us have a fair fight."

"What so-called invincible myth of the Jun Family's divine son is nothing in front of this marquis!" Yang Pan spoke arrogantly and defiantly.

He believed that the reason he had been so embarrassed before was that Jun Xiaoyao had ambushed him.

If they fought openly, he would not lose.

Jun Xiaoyao, however, merely shook his head lightly.

"What's wrong, don't dare?" Yang Pan raised his brow.

Jun Xiaoyao let out a light laugh, his foot stamping the ground, causing the surroundings to tremble!

He soared into the sky, finally landing atop the Purple Forbidden City!

From a high vantage point, he looked down upon all beings!

"Yang Pan, do you think you alone can challenge this divine son?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"What do you mean by that?" Yang Pan's expression darkened.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao, who stood atop the Purple Forbidden City, his white clothes billowing, and his unparalleled beauty, Yang Pan felt inexplicably displeased.

So damn ostentatious.

"Yang Pan, I'm not targeting you; I'm saying those present who wish to oppose me... are all trash."

With this statement, the entire venue fell into silence!

This remark was not just aimed at Yang Pan alone.

Xiao Chen's expression darkened to the extreme.

A cold glint flashed in Ye Xingyun's eyes.

Huang Xuan and Feng Qingling also wore displeased expressions.

Even Wang Gang from the Northern Wang Family felt somewhat irritated, thinking that Jun Xiaoyao was indeed too arrogant.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." Yang Pan's anger erupted.

Jun Xiaoyao was clearly looking down on him, unwilling to engage him in a one-on-one fight.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced at Xiao Chen and said, "Xiao Chen, this divine son knows you want to kill me; now I give you this opportunity."

He then turned to Ye Xingyun.

"Ye Xingyun, at the last ten-year banquet, you were suppressed by this divine son; you must be quite displeased. This time, I give you a chance."

"And Wanhuang Spirit Mountain, if you want to make a move, this divine son is ready."

"In short, one sentence: today, atop the royal city, at the peak of the Purple Forbidden City..."

"This divine son alone will fight all of you!"

Jun Xiaoyao's voice was cold as he stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes billowing, and his hair flowing.

Standing atop the Purple Forbidden City, he resembled... a deity!

Boom!

This statement was like a giant stone rolling into the ocean, stirring up monstrous waves.

The entire Purple Forbidden City was filled with countless forces, all dumbfounded.

Although they knew Jun Xiaoyao was strong and had an invincible demeanor.

But this time, it was not just a one-on-one battle; it was a challenge to all.

Not to mention others, just Yang Pan alone was not someone an ordinary person could deal with.

And Xiao Chen, although he had been defeated, his strength was evident.

Ye Xingyun from the Ye Family, possessing the Star King Body, was also not to be underestimated.

Huang Xuan and Feng Qingling from Wanhuang Spirit Mountain were among the top figures of the younger generation.

It could be said that each of these individuals, taken alone, could sweep across a region and dominate.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao actually intended to challenge them all with his own strength.

This was simply shocking to everyone!

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are too arrogant!" Yang Pan could not bear it any longer and directly attacked, thrusting his spear towards Jun Xiaoyao.

He and Jun Xiaoyao had agreed to battle atop the Purple Forbidden City; how could he endure such humiliation?

Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained indifferent as he extended his right hand, releasing twenty pieces of Da Luo Immortal Bones that radiated divine light.

Immortal clouds swirled, divine light surged, resembling the hand of an ancient god, capable of exploding a star with a single strike!

Boom!

The palm print descended, creating a myriad of phenomena, as if a corner of the sky had collapsed and was falling down.

Bang!

Yang Pan was directly suppressed again, crashing into the ground with a thunderous sound.

For a moment, the crowd fell into silence.

Within the Purple Forbidden City, it was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard...

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