At this moment, the aura of Jun Xiaoyao was incredibly powerful.

As if he were the Creator of the cosmos, capable of creating or destroying with a single thought.

What surprised people the most was that Jun Xiaoyao's aura seemed to transcend this realm.

Indeed!

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao seemed to stand apart from the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, transcendent, with an ethereal and unfathomable aura.

"Could it be... Xiaoyao..." Jun Zhantian and the others felt Jun Xiaoyao's aura, and their aged eyes froze.

He thought of a possibility.

This possibility made even Jun Zhantian's scalp tingle.

To carve one's own path!

This is the only way to transcend the heavens and earth. Throughout the ages, countless exceptional figures have fallen on this path.

And now, Jun Zhantian vaguely felt that his grandson had walked the untrodden path.

Some of the prominent figures present also vaguely sensed something, but couldn't be certain.

As for the ordinary celestial prides, they only felt that Jun Xiaoyao's aura became more ethereal and transcendent.

Boom!

Jun Xiaoyao and Princess Long Ji's final attacks collided fiercely.

For a moment, the world fell into an eerie silence.

Only the Cyan Dragon's shadow entangled with the Immortal King's shadow and the myriad saints' shadows, clashing and annihilating each other.

This eerie silence lasted for only a few breaths.

A few breaths later, a deafening sound erupted.

The mana waves it unleashed nearly leveled the entire Wenda Mountain Range to the ground!

Various peaks and ancient sites crumbled and collapsed, turning into dust and rubble.

In the midst of this explosion akin to a nuclear blast, a figure spat blood, flying backward.

Finally, it crashed into the ground.

It was none other than Princess Long Ji!

While Jun Xiaoyao stood like a divine king upon the nine skies.

He brought his foot down, pressing hard onto Princess Long Ji's chest, causing her to spit out another mouthful of blood.

Silence...

A deathly silence!

Princess Long Ji's hair was disheveled as she lay on the ground, spitting blood.

Her snow-white skin was coated with dust and blood stains.

And Jun Xiaoyao, with one foot planted on Princess Long Ji's chest.

His demeanor was calm and indifferent.

Princess Long Ji finally lost.

Not only did she lose, but she lost so miserably, so pathetically!

No one could have imagined that the lofty Princess Long Ji, who commanded countless celestial prides, would be so humiliated, trampled under Jun Xiaoyao's foot.

She was the descendant of an Ancient Emperor, a princess of the Dragon Race!

At this moment, the worldviews of many young celestial prides were shattered.

Who said ancient prodigies were invincible?

Now, Jun Xiaoyao had undoubtedly torn the mysterious and noble veil off ancient prodigies.

Ancient prodigies aren't deities; they can fall, they can be humiliated, and they too can bleed when injured.

"Jun Xiaoyao...you..." Princess Long Ji lay collapsed on the ground, her face full of shame and anger, struggling.

She felt as if an Ancient Divine Elephant was trampling on her.

If she weren't part of the Dragon Race, with an unrivaled body of strength, she would have been crushed into pulp.

But the most humiliating part was that Jun Xiaoyao's foot had fortuitously landed on her chest.

This made Princess Long Ji extremely angry, feeling an intense sense of disgrace.

"I told you, you're only fit to be ridden by me. Now, get used to it first," Jun Xiaoyao said with a faint smile.

With his inherently handsome features, this smile was truly pleasing to the eye.

Unfortunately, in Princess Long Ji's eyes, it was the smile of a demon.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao trampling Princess Long Ji underfoot without the slightest hint of pity, many celestial prides showed expressions of both admiration and envy.

Throughout history, how many celestial prides could only bow before Princess Long Ji?

Now, this peerless beauty was firmly trampled under Jun Xiaoyao's foot.

Seeing such a divine-level figure being humiliated and defiled, falling from the divine pedestal, while eliciting some sighs, also stirred a sense of satisfaction in people.

Thinking you are so high and mighty?

Thinking you look down on all men?

Yet now, aren't you being trampled under Jun Xiaoyao's foot, as pathetic as a dog!

Some so-called goddesses deserve a lesson, needing a slap or two to understand what they really are!

"Jun Xiaoyao, get off!" Princess Long Ji bit her lips hard, drawing blood, filled with both shame and rage.

"Are you still dreaming?" Jun Xiaoyao slightly tilted his head, showing a somewhat speechless expression.

With a booming voice, his foot unleashed divine power again, pressing Princess Long Ji into a pit in the ground.

Princess Long Ji spat blood again, overwhelmed with shame!

"Outrageous!"

The Four Dragon Generals couldn't possibly stand by and watch their princess be humiliated.

Their auras exploded, and the pressure of four Saint Master-level entities weighed down on Jun Xiaoyao.

The oppressive force from the simultaneous pressure of four Saint Masters was indescribable.

But at this moment, a high-pitched zither sound suddenly rang out.

In the void, numerous Zither Sound Killing Blades appeared, darting toward the Four Dragon Generals.

The Four Dragon Generals changed color, raising their hands to block, yet they were simultaneously forced back, an expression of fright in their eyes.

A peerlessly elegant figure emerged from the void.

Wearing a large, simple gray robe that concealed her alluring figure but couldn't hide her stunning beauty.

Sitting cross-legged deep in the void, with her Jiaowei Zither on her lap, her long black hair flowed with the wind.

Her exquisitely beautiful face was half-concealed by the hair, revealing only a part of her glistening immortal beauty.

Her deep and beautiful eyes carried a faint sense of timelessness, with terrifying scenes of chaos reopening, sun destruction, and star collapse reflected within.

It was Ah Jiu, the Guardian of Jun Xiaoyao!

"It's her! The follower of the White-clothed Divine King, one of the Eight Divisions of the Divine King, now the Guardian of the Jun Family's Divine Son!" some people murmured.

Ah Jiu's identity had now become well known.

After all, earlier, Ah Jiu had killed the Third Prince in front of the Panwu Divine Lord in the Divine Dynasty Imperial City.

"Dare to threaten the Young Master, are you seeking death?"

Ah Jiu usually remained hidden, silent, neither speaking nor showing herself.

But now, because Jun Xiaoyao was under a bit of pressure, she revealed herself and reprimanded in such a manner.

This was guarding him to the extreme.

"You..."

The Four Dragon Generals' gazes shifted; they sensed danger from Ah Jiu.

They thought, no matter how reckless Jun Xiaoyao was, he wouldn't kill Princess Long Ji on the spot.

Thinking of this, the Four Dragon Generals ultimately remained silent.

Seeing that Ah Jiu alone made the four Saint Master-level Dragon Generals dare not act rashly, everyone was left speechless.

Indeed, as a former follower of the White-clothed Divine King Jun Wuhui, her strength and presence were extraordinary.

On the Jun Family's side, seeing this scene, Jun Lingcang could only show a bitter smile, his heart bitter.

Previously, when he was severely injured by Princess Long Ji, no one showed any concern.

But now, just because Jun Xiaoyao felt a bit pressured,

It became apparent that to Ah Jiu, only Jun Xiaoyao's safety was of utmost importance.

He finally let this obsession go.

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