The matter of Jun Xiaoyao and the Fallen Son of God has escalated throughout the entire Senluo Continent.

Everyone is eagerly anticipating this great battle.

Days later, the Fallen Son of God finally declared that he would engage in a decisive battle with Jun Xiaoyao on Black Mountain.

Like the Dead Sea, Black Mountain is a perilous place on the Senluo Continent, filled with various demonic beasts and ancient relics.

It is rumored that deep within Black Mountain lies a blood-stained ancient battle platform.

Anyone who steps inside to engage in battle will not be disturbed by external factors.

Even a Sage cannot interfere with the battle.

Once both parties enter, unless one side is completely defeated or killed, the ancient battle platform will not release them.

It can be said that the Fallen Son of God chose such a location with the determination to fight with all his might.

Jun Xiaoyao is strong, but he is not weak.

If he starts to feel timid before the battle even begins, then what's the point of fighting?

The Fallen Son of God's actions are meant to cut off his own retreat.

Fighting with his back against the wall is the only way to unleash his maximum potential.

If the Fallen Son of God wins this battle, the benefits he gains will be endless.

"This Fallen Son of God does have some guts."

Upon hearing this news, Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained calm.

He understood that the Fallen Son of God had extinguished his fears and trepidations, completely severing his escape route.

It was either a transcendence to the extreme or a dismal fall.

"Young Master, this Fallen Son of God intends to harm you. Why not let me go instead?" Yi Yu said from the side.

It was clear to anyone with eyes that the Fallen Son of God aimed to step over Jun Xiaoyao to rise to power.

No one knew what methods he would employ.

Yi Yu was fiercely loyal to Jun Xiaoyao and was willing to take risks on his behalf.

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head lightly and said, "The Fallen Son of God's target is me; he will only fight with me."

Although Yi Yu's strength could rival that of the heirs of immortal forces, capable of contending with the young prodigies of the immortal realms, the Fallen Son of God would clearly not lower himself to battle with Jun Xiaoyao's subordinate.

"Spread the word; this Son of God will keep the appointment," Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

He had faced countless battles on his journey here.

If this Fallen Son of God could truly bring him some surprises, that would indeed be a fortunate event.

After all, being too invincible can be quite boring.

The news of Jun Xiaoyao keeping the appointment ignited a spark, causing the entire Senluo Continent to erupt in excitement.

Cultivators from various factions rushed to Black Mountain.

Many young prodigies from the immortal realms also set off, eager to witness this battle between the young supreme beings of the immortal realms.

In an instant, the once desolate and rarely visited Black Mountain became bustling with activity.

Ancient flying beasts soared through the skies, floating airships darted about, and fierce beasts pulled carriages on the ground, all filled with young prodigies and important figures from various factions.

In just a few days, the entire Black Mountain was packed with people.

Even the demonic beasts and ancient relics had no choice but to retreat to the deepest parts of Black Mountain.

After several days of waiting.

Suddenly, dark clouds rolled in from the distant horizon.

Nine skeletal warhorses, pure white in color, pulled a carriage through the air.

Two figures in black robes flitted through the void, following closely behind.

"They're here; the Fallen Son of God has arrived!" An uproar erupted from all directions.

This young supreme being from the immortal realm was incredibly imposing from the moment he appeared.

He commanded three major factions, annihilating the War Demon Hall, his demonic might overwhelming.

"Is he not here yet? Do I have to wait for him?" A cold voice came from the carriage, sounding somewhat impatient.

Hours passed.

Finally, golden light flickered in the distance, and nine lions pulled a golden carriage, stepping through the air.

Following closely were Yi Yu, Su Ziqiong, Gu Yuan, and the Eastern Xuan Ancestor, among others.

Also present were Yan Qingying, the master of the War Demon Hall, and a group of cultivators from the War Demon Hall.

The tragedy of the War Demon Hall stemmed from the orders of the Fallen Son of God.

Thus, they wanted to witness the Fallen Son of God's fate with their own eyes.

Upon seeing Jun Xiaoyao and the others arrive, the Fallen Son of God stepped out of the carriage.

He was surrounded by swirling black mist, his features obscured.

His long gray-white hair cascaded down to his feet, and behind him sprouted a pair of black and white wings, entwined with the energies of yin and yang.

His eyes seemed to reflect scenes of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, exuding a terrifying aura.

As soon as the Fallen Son of God appeared, he radiated a chilling and murderous dark energy that was almost suffocating.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you finally arrived. Are you ready to pay the price for your actions today?" The Fallen Son of God spoke coldly.

Jun Xiaoyao also stepped out of the carriage.

He and the Fallen Son of God exuded completely opposite auras.

The Fallen Son of God was like a reaper from hell, emanating coldness and a thirst for blood.

In contrast, Jun Xiaoyao, dressed in white, radiated an ethereal glow, resembling a celestial being.

Many female cultivators from the Senluo Continent were instantly captivated by Jun Xiaoyao's appearance and demeanor.

"The only price I might have to pay is a bit of wasted time," Jun Xiaoyao replied with a light smile.

This remark deepened the gloom on the Fallen Son of God's face.

The cultivators from the War Demon Hall looked at the Fallen Son of God with extreme hatred.

If it weren't for the Fallen Son of God, the War Demon Hall would not have suffered such calamity.

Yan Qingying's eyes were filled with a murderous intent.

The Fallen Son of God also noticed Yan Qingying, as her aura was too unique, different from the others.

"Is it really her?" the Fallen Son of God thought to himself.

He had previously speculated that the true heir of the Devouring God Demon Technique might not be Yan Fei.

Now, he could confirm that Yan Fei's sister was the true heir of the Devouring God Demon Technique.

"Once I defeat Jun Xiaoyao, you will still not escape my grasp," the Fallen Son of God said coldly, a chill in his tone.

"A dead man, yet still so much talk?" Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow.

It was indeed true that villains often perish due to their verbosity.

"Hmph..."

The Fallen Son of God said nothing more and directly headed into the depths of Black Mountain.

Jun Xiaoyao followed suit.

Before long, they arrived at the depths of Black Mountain, where many onlookers also followed.

There, in the depths of Black Mountain, lay an ancient arena, long sealed away.

The entire arena was stained with patches of blood, as if the supreme beings of the past had left their blood upon it.

This ancient battle platform exuded an air of ancient desolation, with Dao patterns intertwining in the surrounding void.

If someone were to step inside, they would undoubtedly have to fight to the death to conclude the battle.

Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward casually, without any hesitation.

In the Fallen Son of God's eyes, scenes of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood emerged.

However, he did not feel as carefree as Jun Xiaoyao.

After all, he had heard of Jun Xiaoyao's legendary deeds in the immortal realm.

To say he was completely unconcerned would be impossible.

"What's wrong? Feeling timid?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

"You think too much; who could make the Fallen Son of God feel timid?"

The Fallen Son of God no longer hesitated and stepped onto the ancient battle platform.

What he did not realize was that this step could be the distance between life and death.

One step, and he would enter the Yellow Springs!

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