Seeing Jun Xiaoyao raise his hand and effortlessly eliminate two formidable royal prodigies, Jiumu's heart raced violently.

"Monster, this Jun Xiaoyao is a complete monster!" Jiumu was greatly alarmed.

He simply couldn't understand how Jun Xiaoyao had cultivated.

He had entered the Immortal Ancient World so late; logically, his cultivation level should be far below theirs.

How could it be that now, Jun Xiaoyao's realm was even stronger than that of the prodigies from the Immortal Ancient races?

This was utterly ridiculous!

Even if he had some sort of cheat, it shouldn't be to this extent, right? Could he still let the other prodigies have a fair chance to play?

Jiumu was not a fool; although he was the strongest among the three, he knew he could not match Jun Xiaoyao.

So without hesitation, he turned and fled.

"From the moment you provoked the Jun family, you were already dead," Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

At that moment, he seemed to transform into the Grim Reaper, reaping lives.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, his fingers forming a sword, and concentrated his magical power at his fingertips.

A dazzling sword light emerged, which was none other than the Slaughtering Immortals Sword Technique!

The sword light surged like a long river, manifesting the scene of fallen immortals, while the sword intent around it wreaked havoc in the void, causing the thousand-zhang Dao Lake to erupt with endless splashes!

With Jun Xiaoyao's current strength, activating the Slaughtering Immortals Sword Technique, its power was naturally beyond words, capable of slashing through the stars!

"Jiumu's Demon Light!"

Jiumu once again unleashed his innate divine ability, and the nine eyes on his chest simultaneously shot out dark demonic light, converging into a black beam that collided with the sword light.

Boom!

A violent ripple of magical power swept in all directions.

Jiumu spat out a mouthful of blood, his body shaken, but he did not fall.

"Eh?" Jun Xiaoyao was slightly surprised.

"It seems you are a bit stronger than those two," Jun Xiaoyao commented lightly.

Jiumu's strength was likely not much weaker than that of the Golden-Winged Roc King from the previous Kalavinka Sacred Mountain.

"Jun Xiaoyao, are you really going to go all out?" Jiumu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression fierce.

"Now saying such things will only showcase your foolishness in full," Jun Xiaoyao struck again.

A golden divine light flashed between his brows, and the Yuan Huang Dao Sword was unleashed.

The golden order divine chain transformed into a golden short sword; though small, it exuded a grand aura as if it could slice through the heavens.

As one of the five great divine techniques and a former supreme of the Yuan Heaven, the power of the Yuan Huang Dao Sword was not in the slightest weaker than the Slaughtering Immortals Sword Technique.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Jiumu let out a long howl.

Since he couldn't escape, he might as well fight with all his might.

He transformed into his true form, a hundred-zhang-long pitch-black serpent, with nine snake eyes on its head, looking incredibly fierce and terrifying.

"No wonder you could block my sword; it turns out your true form is the Nine-Eyed Celestial Serpent," Jun Xiaoyao said.

The Nine-Eyed Celestial Serpent possessed a trace of the bloodline of the ancient ferocious beast, the Nine Infants.

This Jiumu, being nurtured as a prodigy in the core of the Serpent Emperor Valley, was clearly due to his powerful bloodline.

But unfortunately, he had encountered Jun Xiaoyao.

"If you were truly a pure-blood descendant of the ancient ferocious beast, the Nine Infants, I might have to take you seriously, but you..." Jun Xiaoyao sighed.

He raised his hand, lightning flickering between his fingers, and thunderous stars emerged, bombarding the Nine-Eyed Celestial Serpent.

Like massive stars crashing down, the Nine-Eyed Celestial Serpent let out a roar, and its nine snake eyes erupted with demonic light.

Jun Xiaoyao used his soul power to control the Yuan Huang Dao Sword, slashing down; the golden sword light split the heavens and shook the universe!

Sizzle!

The head of the Nine-Eyed Celestial Serpent was directly severed!

Blood splattered into the sky!

Jun Xiaoyao had slain the great serpent!

This scene caused many external prodigies around the Dao Lake to tremble.

Some Immortal Ancient beings even fled far away, fearing they might provoke this god of death.

"Lord Long Aotian will not... let you go..."

The severed head of the Nine-Eyed Celestial Serpent spoke human words, stuttering.

"Long Aotian?" Jun Xiaoyao laughed.

Long Aotian was currently being toyed with in his hands, and Jiumu still thought to have Long Aotian take revenge for him?

Simply laughable!

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head, waving his hand as the Tuo She Ancient Emperor Flame surged forth, completely incinerating the Nine-Eyed Celestial Serpent into ashes.

The three top royal prodigies had all fallen.

On the other side, the group of oblivious Immortal Ancient beings had also been slaughtered clean by the evil spirits from the Gate of Hell.

Then, the Gate of Hell closed.

The entire Dao Lake returned to tranquility.

But the hearts of those around could not calm down.

Jun Xiaoyao's performance even led people to suspect whether he had entered the Immortal Ancient World long ago; otherwise, how could his strength be so formidable?

Of course, there were also beings watching coldly.

For instance, those from the Immortal Ancient races.

"This Jun family divine son has offended our Immortal Ancient races; his path will not be long," some Immortal Ancient beings thought to themselves.

These external prodigies had no idea how powerful the prodigies within their Immortal Ancient races were.

Among them, there were even powerful existences at the Divine Realm!

"Young Master!"

"Divine Son!"

Jun Xuehuang and Jun Xiyu, both with bright eyes, were filled with joy and admiration.

A divine son is still a divine son; he never disappoints.

He is always ahead of everyone.

At this moment, Princess Long Ji and Lei Mingyuan also appeared.

Princess Long Ji did not want to be ordered around by Jun Xiaoyao again, so she had kept her distance before.

"Princess Long Ji!"

Seeing the newcomer, Jun Xuehuang and Jun Xiyu both turned serious, filled with hostility.

"It's fine; she's harmless for now," Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.

His words left the two girls somewhat bewildered.

What was going on?

"This matter is long to explain, so let's not discuss it for now. Anyway, she's quite obedient and harmless at the moment; don't mind her," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." Princess Long Ji was grinding her teeth again.

Why did this sound like describing a pet?

Jun Xuehuang nodded, increasingly impressed by Jun Xiaoyao's methods.

However, she still harbored hostility in her eyes.

That kind of hostility was the enmity between women.

"By the way, what is the current situation?" Jun Xiaoyao asked.

Although Lei Mingyuan knew some information, it was limited.

Asking Jun Xuehuang and the others should yield more news.

Then, Jun Xuehuang began to inform Jun Xiaoyao about certain matters.

Including the fall of Jun Wucheng from the Fourth Sequence, Jun Daolin from the Sixth Sequence, and Jun Tianming from the Ninth Sequence.

Jun Wucheng had been killed by the Dark Son of the Fallen God Palace during his breakthrough.

Jun Daolin had been killed by the ancient royal family.

Jun Tianming had been casually killed by a top prodigy of the Three-Eyed Holy Race during a treasure hunt.

"Casually killed?" Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow, noting this description.

Jun Tianming was at least from the Ninth Sequence of the Jun family; no matter how weak he was, he shouldn't have been casually killed.

Unless the one who killed him was very strong.

"The one who killed him was the Heavenly Eye Saint Son of the Three-Eyed Holy Race, and his cultivation seems to be... in the Divine Realm..." Jun Xuehuang said in a low tone.

When the rabbit dies, the fox grieves.

Jun Tianming being casually killed like that left them feeling quite uneasy.

And Jun Wucheng, Jun Daolin, and the others had all died unjustly.

"The Fallen God Palace, the Ancient Royal Family, the Three-Eyed Holy Race..." Jun Xiaoyao murmured, his expression emotionless.

However, the temperature in the surrounding world rapidly dropped to freezing point.

That was an extremely cold killing intent, freezing the heavens and the earth!

Jun Xiaoyao was enraged!

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