As Jun Xiaoyao's words fell, heaven and earth became silent, the universe turned still.

The entire thunderous battlefield seemed to have all its sounds stripped away in this moment, so quiet that even a falling pin could be heard.

What did they just hear?

Jun Xiaoyao alone wanted to defeat the three immortal forces?

Everyone thought they must have misheard.

Otherwise, the Jun Family's Divine Son must have gone mad.

The current situation was clear to all.

The Jun Family could resist the four Ancient Royal Family forces, but had difficulty sparing more strength to deal with the three immortal forces.

"Divine Son..."

The many talented ladies and princesses watching from the outskirts were deeply worried for Jun Xiaoyao.

Admirers like the Great Shang Princess prayed for Jun Xiaoyao in their hearts.

At this moment, almost all eyes in the Desolate Celestial Domain were focused on Jun Xiaoyao.

Even the supreme ancestor battle in the starry sky above wasn't as captivating as Jun Xiaoyao single-handedly facing the three immortal forces.

Everyone wanted to know if Jun Xiaoyao had truly gone mad or if he had some trump card.

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, even Wang Yuanba thought he had misheard.

Wang Yuanba spoke coldly: "Kid, have you lost your mind?"

Jun Xiaoyao turned his calm gaze toward Wang Yuanba and said: "Wang Teng was killed by me."

At these words, Wang Yuanba's body trembled, releasing a terrifying killing intent that could change heaven and earth's colors.

Ordinary saints would collapse and lose their dao heart under such frightening killing intent.

But Jun Xiaoyao stood with hands behind his back, expression calm, unmoved like a mountain.

"You little beast, you're seeking death!" Wang Yuanba raised his hand, about to strike down Jun Xiaoyao.

However, a protective talisman lit up in Jun Xiaoyao's spatial device, the one given by Jun Wuhui.

Vast light surged like tides.

Vaguely, a towering figure appeared in the nine heavens, pointing down with one finger.

Pfft!

Wang Yuanba's body flew backwards, blood gushing from his mouth, his shoulder pierced through with a bloody hole.

"Hmm... that figure is..."

"The White-Robed Divine King Jun Wuhui!"

Gasps of shock came from all directions, giving many people goosebumps.

"No wonder the Jun Family's Divine Son was so confident, unmoved before the army. He had the White-Robed Divine King's protective talisman."

"With this talisman, instantly killing the Jun Family's Divine Son would indeed be impossible."

"You!" Wang Yuanba wiped blood from his mouth corner, his expression even more enraged.

Meanwhile, traces of fear also appeared in his eyes.

The White-Robed Divine King's name had long spread throughout the entire Desolate Celestial Domain.

Although for some reason Jun Wuhui couldn't participate in this immortal battle, it didn't mean his deterrent force was gone.

"Kid, is this what you're relying on? If that's all, then you're truly naive." From the Holy Church's side, the Church Master spoke indifferently.

He sat high upon a golden throne, like a supreme deity receiving worship from all spirits.

Though the White-Robed Divine King Jun Wuhui was strong, this was just a protective talisman.

Once its energy was depleted, it would be useless.

So if Jun Xiaoyao was counting on one protective talisman to challenge the three immortal forces, he was indeed being laughably naive.

"This Divine Son just wants to say, you three immortal forces are all trash, only knowing how to bully the weak. What else can you do?"

"Among the younger generation, not one is my match. Now, this Divine Son stands right here. Do any of your three forces have a saint who can kill me?"

Jun Xiaoyao swept his sleeve, his tone cold and disdainful.

These words directly stepped on the three forces' landmine.

Wang Yuanba's face twisted. Jun Xiaoyao was truly dancing on a knife's edge.

However... these words truly couldn't be refuted, because they were facts.

The Church Master's expression also slightly sank.

The Holy Son and Holy Woman Himiko had both died miserably at Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

As for the Fallen God Palace, killing intent permeated even more strongly.

The Fallen God Son, Dark Divine Son, and Netherworld Divine Prince had all died by Jun Xiaoyao's hand.

He had practically cut down the entire younger generation of the Fallen God Palace.

"This person is too arrogant, let me kill him!"

From the Wang Family's ranks, a middle-aged saint stepped forward.

He was considered quite a talented genius in the Wang Family, having spent 800 years to reach the saint realm.

Though 800 years seemed long, for the saint realm, this was considered very young.

Of course, compared to Jun Xiaoyao who became a saint at eighteen, he wasn't worth mentioning.

"Kid, I'll cut you down!"

This Wang Family saint shouted coldly, summoning a heavenly blade to sweep toward Jun Xiaoyao.

Against a saint of the same realm, Jun Xiaoyao showed no fear.

He activated the power of ten thousand divine elephants, manifesting the Ancient Divine Elephant true form.

Jun Xiaoyao struck down with one palm, the Ancient Divine Elephant true form crushing down from above, shattering space like paper.

That Wang Family saint, with an expression of extreme terror, didn't even have a chance to struggle before his body and soul were directly crushed into a bloody mist.

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

This was worth coming out to challenge him?

"Arrogant brat, die!"

A second Wang Family saint stepped forward, but the result was the same - within three moves, he was slain by Jun Xiaoyao.

Wang Yuanba watched with twitching eyes.

He wasn't distressed about the saints' deaths, but angry.

Among all the Wang Family saints, not one could handle Jun Xiaoyao.

"Let me try!"

From the Holy Church's side, another saint stepped forward.

He chanted scriptures, golden ancient characters appearing, like golden mountains pressing down toward Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained indifferent as he flicked his finger, sending out sword qi from the Slaying Immortal Sword Art that could cut down stars beyond the heavens.

Those golden ancient characters were all sliced apart.

Jun Xiaoyao strode through the air, instantly appearing before that Holy Church saint, then struck down with one punch!

Space shattered, spatial turbulence surged.

That saint's body and soul were simultaneously annihilated, sucked into the black spatial chaos.

The saints from the three immortal forces all felt chills down their spines, completely shocked at Jun Xiaoyao's overwhelming strength.

"As expected of one who survived a tribulation comparable to a supreme being's..." The various forces observing from outside the Imperial Province all sighed in admiration.

Jun Xiaoyao was truly an invincible saint.

If such a fierce character stepped onto the Emperor's Path, what chance would other geniuses have?

"What's wrong, do the three forces have no one left?"

Looking at those fearful gazes, Jun Xiaoyao kept one hand behind his back.

After casually killing several saints, his white robes remained pristine, a faint smile on his lips.

But this made people even more terrified.

Seeing the extreme fear and dread in the eyes of the three forces' saints, Jun Xiaoyao sighed, shaking his head slightly.

"How about this - this Divine Son will take another step back. Any saint from the three forces may attack, and this Divine Son won't use any external help."

As Jun Xiaoyao's words fell, everyone's breathing stopped, their hearts skipping a beat.

Was Jun Xiaoyao saying he would single-handedly take on all the saints from the three immortal forces!?

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