The terrifying wave of magical power swept everything away.

This was a combined strike from Que Tian and the others; even a master at the peak of the Divine Fire Realm would not be able to casually withstand it.

However, the scene that followed left Que Tian and the others feeling as if their minds had short-circuited.

As the magical power dissipated, Jun Xiaoyao's figure appeared in place, his white clothes untainted by dust, standing there calmly.

He hadn't even moved a finger.

"Am I seeing things? Why is this being from the outside completely unharmed?" Gong Minglan rubbed her eyes.

"How is this possible? Did he use some kind of defensive technique?" Gu Chi also exclaimed, unable to believe it.

"Impossible, he didn't make any moves just now, nor did he summon any defensive treasures." Que Tian's gaze was fixed on Jun Xiaoyao.

This scene was too bizarre, leaving Que Tian and the others utterly perplexed.

Not only them, but even Cang Yue, who stood behind Jun Xiaoyao, was somewhat dazed.

"The attack just now disappeared when it got close to the young master?" Cang Yue also couldn't comprehend.

She felt that Jun Xiaoyao was too mysterious, with various means emerging one after another, refreshing her perspective.

"Is that all?" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

Even if he stood still, Que Tian and the others would likely need a while longer to break through his magical immunity.

However, Jun Xiaoyao was not planning to delay any further.

He took out the Infinity Gauntlet and put it on his right hand.

Then, he punched out.

Gong Ming's Gong Minglan and the others were directly blown apart by Jun Xiaoyao's strike, limbs and body parts flying everywhere.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao's gaze locked onto Gu Chi.

Gu Chi was so frightened that his soul nearly left his body, forgetting to fight for the Yin-Yang Divine Fruit.

Jun Xiaoyao still threw a punch.

"No!"

Gu Chi let out a scream, then was directly obliterated by Jun Xiaoyao.

In just a few breaths, only Que Tian remained.

At this moment, Que Tian was no longer the calm and proud figure he once was; instead, he was filled with panic and trembling.

The ruthless and decisive methods of this outsider felt even more brutal than those of the buried beings.

"You... what do you want? I am a follower of the Fallen Feather Saint Son. If you kill me, you won't..."

Before Que Tian could finish his sentence, Jun Xiaoyao slapped him.

"Shut up!"

"Young master, please don't..." Cang Yue was about to advise against it.

But with a loud slap, Que Tian's head exploded, his body shattered into pieces, without any resistance, and he fell.

"This..." Cang Yue's delicate body trembled slightly.

She did not feel even a hint of joy at Jun Xiaoyao killing Que Tian.

If Jun Xiaoyao had only taken a few Yin-Yang Divine Fruits, he wouldn't have offended the Fallen Feather Saint Son.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao had directly killed a follower of the Fallen Feather Saint Son.

This was a serious matter.

Given the character of the Fallen Feather Saint Son, he would never let this go.

It wasn't that the Fallen Feather Saint Son valued Que Tian so much, but rather that one must consider the master when beating a dog.

"Young master, we are in trouble now." Cang Yue bit her lip tightly.

"Are you referring to the Fallen Feather Saint Son? There's no need to worry." Jun Xiaoyao spoke nonchalantly.

He stepped forward, approached the Yin-Yang Divine Tree, and picked more than ten Yin-Yang Divine Fruits.

"Young master, your strength may be very strong, perhaps even not weaker than the Fallen Feather Saint Son, but the Fallen Feather Saint Son has the Fallen Feather Clan behind him, as well as the Burial Emperor." Cang Yue expressed her concerns.

The reason she said so much was out of worry for Jun Xiaoyao.

"Are you talking about background power?"

Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but chuckle at her words.

If this matter were to return to the Immortal Domain, it would definitely be treated as a joke.

How could anyone dare to compare their background power with Jun Xiaoyao's?

That would be like showing off in front of an expert, utterly ridiculous.

As one of the two great ancient families' esteemed young masters, what was the Fallen Feather Saint Son to him?

"Young master, how can you still laugh?" Cang Yue was somewhat confused by Jun Xiaoyao's calm demeanor.

Even if he might be a descendant of an immortal force from the outside world, a strong dragon does not suppress a local snake; the Fallen Feather Clan was still the ruler of the Yin Ming Domain.

"Don't worry. If the Fallen Feather Clan wants to seek death, they can come find me." Jun Xiaoyao held a Yin-Yang Divine Fruit in his hand, speaking lightly.

Cang Yue was truly left speechless this time.

Jun Xiaoyao's demeanor was like that of a celestial being, but his words carried the might of an emperor.

This was not intentional; it was a naturally cultivated domineering aura.

This feeling made Cang Yue's eyes shimmer with a unique brilliance.

Regardless of how true Jun Xiaoyao's words were, at this moment, they indeed added to his allure.

Outside the Yin-Yang Soul Pool, the elders of various Yin Ming Domain forces stood frozen like stone statues.

The prodigies of their forces had all been annihilated by Jun Xiaoyao.

Moreover, even Que Tian, a follower of the Fallen Feather Saint Son, had been killed.

If this news were to spread, it would cause a stir throughout the entire Yin Ming Domain.

It wasn't that the death of one Que Tian was a big deal.

But this Que Tian had a sensitive identity; he was a person of the Fallen Feather Saint Son.

Killing a follower of the Fallen Feather Saint Son was a significant event that would leave many people dumbfounded.

"This outsider is doomed to die."

"Hmph, daring to kill a being of my Iron Bone Clan, I want to see how he will end up."

Members of the Iron Bone Clan, the Qing Gui Clan, and Gong Ming's family spoke coldly.

They had previously been preparing to take action but were stopped by the elders of the Cang family.

Now, they were no longer in a hurry to deal with Jun Xiaoyao.

Because Jun Xiaoyao was already destined to die at the hands of the Fallen Feather Saint Son, and it would be a miserable death.

So they were not in a rush to kill Jun Xiaoyao.

"Hehe, you Cang family dare to associate with this outsider? Just wait to be exterminated by the Fallen Feather Saint Son."

An elder from the Gong Ming family spoke with a sinister tone, accompanied by a cold smile as he looked at the elders of the Cang family.

If the Cang family were to be destroyed, the ones who would benefit would naturally be the Gong Ming family.

Hearing this, the elders of the Cang family had extremely ugly expressions.

Meanwhile, inside the Yin-Yang Soul Pool, after Jun Xiaoyao picked the Yin-Yang Divine Fruits, he walked out with Cang Yue.

The surrounding buried beings looked at Jun Xiaoyao as if they were looking at a dead man.

Listening to those discussions, Jun Xiaoyao remained indifferent.

"Let's leave this place first." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Cang Yue nodded slightly.

They boarded the skeletal giant bird and left directly.

The other forces also hurriedly departed, eager to spread the news of this place.

It was easy to imagine that within a few days, a grand spectacle would unfold in the Yin Ming Domain.

The Fallen Feather Saint Son was notoriously capricious and brutal; even for the sake of his own face, he would not let Jun Xiaoyao go.

As one of the Ten Young Kings, no one in the Yin Ming Domain dared to provoke his authority.

"Fallen Feather Saint Son, Fallen Feather Clan, you better be sensible and not provoke this divine son, otherwise..."

"This divine son will make your entire clan perish!"

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