SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS

Chapter 344: The Illusion of the Weak Part One


How could the grand banquet of the Ten Little Kings of the Burial Ground be disrupted by an outsider?

Long Xiang could not tolerate it.

Moreover, Jun Xiaoyao had previously killed Long Kun, which meant he had already established a grudge with the Corpse Dragon Clan.

At this moment, Long Xiang made his move.

He knew that Jun Xiaoyao's physical body was strange and incredibly powerful; even a dragon's body would be equivalent to nothing before him.

Therefore, Long Xiang chose not to engage in close combat but instead unleashed the great divine ability of the Corpse Dragon Clan.

"Bone Mountain!"

As Long Xiang's voice fell, a surge of deathly energy erupted from his body, accompanied by dragon energy.

A phantom of a giant skeletal dragon appeared, coiling in the void, transforming into a towering white bone mountain, carrying immense power as if it could suppress everything.

This was the Bone Path divine ability of the Corpse Dragon Clan, with unparalleled might, exuding an aura capable of shattering mountains and rivers, pressing down towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained calm. He activated the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison technique to its utmost, and a torrent of blood surged, rising into the void, transforming into a golden divine elephant that suppressed the universe.

The golden divine elephant collided with the white bone mountain in the void with a thunderous crash.

It was as if countless stars had exploded, and a terrifying wave of magical energy ravaged all directions, causing the entire Burial Soul Mountain to tremble and roar!

In this extreme collision, the white bone mountain was directly shattered.

Jun Xiaoyao summoned the Human King Seal with one hand, slamming it down as if an emperor had descended, suppressing everything with a single hand.

With a puff, Long Xiang was sent flying by Jun Xiaoyao's strike, his chest and ribs cracking.

Fortunately, Long Xiang was of the Corpse Dragon Clan, with a robust physical body; otherwise, he might have ended up like the prodigy of the Eight-Armed Spider Demon Clan, instantly killed by a single palm.

Seeing Long Xiang heavily injured by one move, gasps of disbelief echoed throughout the venue.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief.

Long Xiang was far stronger than the Fallen Feather Saint Son.

"Don't be arrogant!"

The king of the Blood Fiend Clan shouted coldly and also made his move.

It is said that this clan was born from a drop of demonic blood, with an incredibly mysterious and terrifying origin.

The prodigy of the Blood Fiend Clan raised his hand, and a vast sea of blood surged forth.

This was the Blood Fiend Clan's innate divine ability, the Sea of Mourning Blood!

Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao's body erupted with endless divine fire. With a wave of his hand, a colorful flame surged forth, which was the Tuo She Ancient Emperor Flame!

Jun Xiaoyao had undergone a rebirth using the seed of the Tuo She Ancient Emperor Flame, so he could naturally control it at will.

"That is... the Emperor Flame!"

The expression of the Blood Fiend Clan's prodigy changed drastically.

For their clan, the most feared energies were thunder and fire, among other powerful forces.

In the ancient burial grounds, almost all beings possessed cold attributes, with very few capable of wielding thunder and fire.

It was precisely for this reason that the Blood Fiend Clan could dominate in the ancient burial grounds.

However, now that Jun Xiaoyao had summoned the Emperor Flame, it was a natural nemesis for the Blood Fiend Clan.

Hiss, hiss!

The Tuo She Ancient Emperor Flame collided with the sea of blood, producing hissing sounds and white smoke.

This terrifying sea of blood posed no threat to Jun Xiaoyao at all.

Jun Xiaoyao pointed his finger like a sword and executed the Immortal Slaying Sword Technique.

The prodigy of the Blood Fiend Clan hurriedly dodged but was still struck by the Immortal Slaying Sword Technique, losing an arm in the process.

The prodigy of the Blood Fiend Clan also retreated in defeat.

The third challenger, a prodigy of the Ten Little Kings level, had once again suffered defeat!

"Is this the level of the Ten Little Kings of the Burial Ground? Truly disappointing for this divine son," Jun Xiaoyao said, shaking his head slightly.

He did not wish to display such a crushing demeanor, as it was rather uninteresting.

Unfortunately, no one could force him to use more than a few moves.

For Jun Xiaoyao, this was hardly even a warm-up.

The beings from the Burial Ground attending the banquet wore expressions of extreme humiliation!

Their revered Ten Little Kings were actually being looked down upon by an outsider, which was utterly disgraceful.

The Ten Little Kings present wore expressions of extreme coldness.

Only Lang Huan did not seem angry at Jun Xiaoyao's words.

Women naturally admire the strong.

The more invincible Jun Xiaoyao appeared, the more infatuated Lang Huan became.

In fact, as she looked at Mo Ling and the others, her beautiful eyes revealed an unmistakable disdain.

She felt ashamed to be associated with Mo Ling and the others, even reluctant to be grouped with them as the Ten Little Kings.

Seeing the look in Lang Huan's eyes, Mo Ling immediately exploded with anger, his mind heating up, unable to restrain himself from making a move.

As Mo Ling acted, a prodigy from the Corpse Refining Sect also shouted coldly, "Everyone, don't hesitate! Just attack together and suppress him first!"

The prodigy from the Corpse Refining Sect also made his move.

With Mo Ling and the prodigy from the Corpse Refining Sect attacking, the remaining Ten Little Kings who had yet to act also joined in.

They could no longer care about face; suppressing Jun Xiaoyao was their top priority.

Even if they had to engage in a wheel battle, one by one, they knew they could not defeat Jun Xiaoyao individually.

Their only reliance now was their numerical advantage.

Though this would invite criticism, it was still better than being humiliated by Jun Xiaoyao.

"One of the illusions of the weak is believing that banding together guarantees victory."

Watching the Ten Little Kings charging at him, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes held a condescending disdain.

If there were hundreds or thousands of Ten Little Kings-level prodigies, they might indeed pose some trouble for Jun Xiaoyao.

But the few before him posed no difference.

"Devouring Python Swallowing Heaven!"

Mo Ling unleashed his clan's divine ability, and behind him, black mist enveloped, revealing a half-illusory Devouring Python.

With its mouth open, it seemed capable of swallowing the heavens.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, using the Devouring Demon Technique to resist, and black swirling vortexes appeared, with devouring and refining power that was not weaker than Mo Ling's innate divine ability.

At the same time, the prodigy from the Corpse Refining Sect also acted. A coffin opened beside him, revealing an ancient corpse covered in black hair.

This ancient corpse exuded a sense of hardness, comparable to a virtual deity-level powerhouse just by its physical body.

This was also why the prodigy from the Corpse Refining Sect could rank among the Ten Little Kings.

His own cultivation was at the minor perfection of the Divine Fire Realm, which was not particularly outstanding, but with the ancient corpse, he could easily crush most prodigies.

The ancient corpse extended its hands, its fingers sharp as black spikes, tearing through the void as it charged towards Jun Xiaoyao.

The other Ten Little Kings also made their moves.

Various powerful techniques were unleashed.

This scene shocked everyone present.

The Ten Little Kings, high above, each capable of sweeping across a region.

Who had ever seen the Ten Little Kings unite to attack a single person?

This was simply unprecedented.

"This Jun family prodigy, even if he is defeated, it won't be unjust," a being from the Burial Ground sighed.

"Indeed, even if he is suppressed, he will still gain fame far and wide, after all, it took several Ten Little Kings to subdue him."

Everyone present felt that even if Jun Xiaoyao were to be defeated, he would still be honored despite his loss.

However, what happened next was something no one could have anticipated.

It could be said to have completely overturned their understanding!

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