The ancient sword resembled the Pangu Year Sword and the Pangu Spirit Sword in design.

However, it was enveloped in the power of the void, flickering in and out of sight within the emptiness.

The entire massive void vortex revolved around the Pangu Void Sword as its center.

Any existence that approached the Pangu Void Sword would be directly torn to shreds.

Perhaps even Yang Pan did not expect that the Pangu Void Sword he longed for was not within that ancient void palace, but inside this ancient Void Kun.

"I possess the Pangu Year Sword, and with the Pangu Void Sword in hand, if I then kill Yang Pan and seize the Pangu Spirit Sword, the three swords will merge into one, and the imperial weapon, the Pangu Sword, will be reborn in my hands!" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes gleamed.

Imperial weapons are the weapons of emperors, possessing immense power.

Their deterrent force is comparable to nuclear weapons.

It is likely that the leaders of the Panwu Divine Dynasty, including the Panwu Divine Master, never imagined that the one who would truly collect the imperial weapon, the Pangu Sword, would not be Yang Pan, but him, Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao darted toward the Pangu Void Sword.

The Pangu Void Sword seemed to instinctively sense some danger.

A storm erupted in the surrounding void.

Jun Xiaoyao then activated the power of the Pangu Year Sword.

As this power spread, the Pangu Void Sword sensed a familiar aura and began to stabilize gradually.

Jun Xiaoyao reached out, unleashing his magical power, and directly grasped the Pangu Void Sword, bringing it into his hand.

Boom!

At the moment Jun Xiaoyao held the Pangu Void Sword, he felt the boundless power of space around him.

What was once ethereal and elusive now appeared to him as countless layers of overlapping space.

He even felt that with a mere swing of his sword, he could easily tear apart the void.

"Almost there, it's time to go out. I wonder what expression Yang Pan and the others will have?" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head and chuckled.

With the Pangu Year Sword in one hand and the Pangu Void Sword in the other, he drew both swords and sliced toward the depths of the void.

It was as if Pangu himself was about to create the heavens and the earth.

At the same time, outside the ancient Void Kun.

At the entrance of the ancient void palace, Yang Pan and Fa Hai suddenly appeared.

Yang Pan's expression was not pleasant.

There were indeed many treasures within this ancient void palace.

But the Pangu Void Sword was conspicuously absent.

"Something's off. The resonance earlier couldn't have been wrong, so why isn't it in the palace?" Yang Pan pondered, perplexed.

Beside him, Fa Hai appeared calm and composed.

He felt there was nothing to regret, and most importantly, Jun Xiaoyao was dead.

One of his heart's burdens had been lifted.

Yang Pan also realized this, letting out a sigh, "Well, even though we didn't find the Pangu Void Sword, at least Jun Xiaoyao is dead."

In Yang Pan's eyes, killing Jun Xiaoyao was more important than obtaining the Pangu Void Sword.

"I, Jiang Luoli, will not let you go, absolutely not, even in death!"

Jiang Luoli's beautiful eyes were filled with chilling coldness, as if she had transformed into a darkened loli.

A chilling aura that made one's heart race emanated from her.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to begin boiling, entering a state of frenzy.

"Truly worthy of being among the top hundred of the three thousand physiques, a Yuanling Dao Body, capable of influencing the operation of the world's spiritual energy with mere emotions."

Seeing this scene, Yang Pan couldn't help but exclaim.

Meanwhile, Fa Hai gazed at Jiang Luoli's delicate and lovely face, a sinister light flickering in his eyes.

He was inherently a Buddhist body with a demonic heart, and his actions were influenced by this demonic heart, leaning toward the sinister.

"Brother Yang, I think letting this girl go is like releasing a tiger back to the mountain. It would be better for us to..." Fa Hai revealed a hint of a smile, but it appeared exceedingly sinister.

Upon hearing this, Yang Pan's eyes flickered.

Having already offended the Jun family, if he were to offend the Jiang family again, it would put immense pressure on the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

However, thinking that even if they released Jiang Luoli, she would seek revenge.

Since that was the case, it would be better to resolve the matter decisively.

"Fine." Yang Pan nodded.

After all, within this ten realms rift, there would be no guardians monitoring them.

They approached the bound Jiang Luoli, wearing sinister smiles.

Jiang Luoli bit her lip, and just as she was about to fight back desperately, the ancient Void Kun suddenly began to roll in the void, continuously roaring.

"What's going on?"

Yang Pan, Fa Hai, Fang Han, and the others were all taken aback.

Jiang Luoli trembled, as if she had thought of something, her eyes brimming with tears of excitement.

"Indeed, it's true. Brother Xiaoyao could never die so easily." Jiang Luoli was filled with extreme joy.

Sure enough, in the next moment.

Before the astonished gazes of Yang Pan and the others, a sword light directly sliced through the body of the ancient Void Kun, and the power of the void erupted.

A figure in white, unparalleled in beauty, stepped out leisurely from within!

It was none other than Jun Xiaoyao!

"This..."

Yang Pan and the others were dumbfounded, their mouths agape, as if their thoughts had frozen in an instant, unable to comprehend!

Is this a ghost?

Yang Pan never expected that Jun Xiaoyao, swallowed by the ancient Void Kun, had not died.

Instead, he had sliced open the ancient Void Kun's body and walked out leisurely.

This completely overturned everyone's expectations.

Those who had been observing the situation from a distance were also petrified, frozen in place.

If the strength of Yang Pan and the others was still somewhat imaginable, then Jun Xiaoyao's strength far exceeded their imagination.

They even wondered if Jun Xiaoyao was some ancient monster who had returned to youth.

Otherwise, how could he be this powerful?

"Brother Xiaoyao!" Jiang Luoli cried tears of joy.

The feeling of having lost and then regained was too emotionally overwhelming.

Jun Xiaoyao gave Jiang Luoli a faint nod, then turned to look at Yang Pan and the others.

Yang Pan, Fa Hai, and Fang Han felt their hearts sink slightly.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." Yang Pan opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

What else could he say? Even the ancient Void Kun couldn't kill Jun Xiaoyao.

Unless Jun Xiaoyao chose to commit suicide, otherwise, they would never be able to defeat him.

Fang Han also realized this, shouting, "Jun Xiaoyao, if you dare to make a move, she will undoubtedly die!"

Fang Han's words caused a chill to gather in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

He despised threats from others the most.

"Fang Han, you will die!" Jun Xiaoyao declared.

Fang Han activated the divine talisman, moving closer to Jiang Luoli.

"Try it if you dare!" Fang Han's eyes were bloodshot.

Yet he failed to notice that behind him, a sword quietly emerged from the void.

It was the Pangu Void Sword!

The Pangu Void Sword, possessing the power of the void, could silently blend into the void, and Fang Han was completely unaware.

"Not good!"

As soon as Yang Pan's gaze fell on Fang Han, his expression changed.

"Die!"

At that moment, Jun Xiaoyao's voice fell.

The Pangu Void Sword instantly pierced Fang Han's skull, and the sword energy erupted.

The chaotic power of the void shattered Fang Han's physical body and his primordial spirit into nothingness in an instant.

The son of destiny, Fang Han, had fallen!

Seeing this scene, Yang Pan and Fa Hai felt a chill run down their spines.

Especially Yang Pan, who, upon seeing the Pangu Void Sword, had his eyes widen, his pupils trembling.

He finally understood why Jun Xiaoyao had been so compliant from the beginning.

Because he had long anticipated that the Pangu Void Sword might be within the ancient Void Kun.

This intricate scheme, which seemed like he and Fang Han were plotting against Jun Xiaoyao, was actually Jun Xiaoyao turning the tables and designing them instead.

Jun Xiaoyao's cunning and depth of character were terrifying.

With a wave of his hand, the Pangu Void Sword fell into his grasp.

In his other hand, he held the Pangu Year Sword.

"Have you thought of your last words?" Jun Xiaoyao stood in the void with both swords in hand, his gaze carrying a detached killing intent, like an unparalleled emperor judging life and death!

At that moment, Yang Pan and Fa Hai felt an overwhelming sense of despair engulf their hearts.

Everything was over.

The price of angering Jun Xiaoyao was only one.

That is... death!

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