Previously, he still held hope, thinking that Jun Xiaoyao might have conquered Lang Huan with martial strength.

Now it seems, indeed, it is Lang Huan who is throwing herself at Jun Xiaoyao.

He pursued her desperately for a long time, without even touching a single finger of Lang Huan.

Now Lang Huan actively approaches another man.

No one could endure this, their mindset would be shattered.

"External human race, you're courting death!" Mo Ling couldn't hold back anymore and wanted to take action personally.

"Hold on," Jun Xiaoyao said.

"What, are you afraid now?"

Upon hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, Mo Ling's face showed coldness.

Some surrounding Burial Soil creatures also looked at Jun Xiaoyao suspiciously.

This fearless person, could he really be feeling fear now?

Jun Xiaoyao didn't care, instead he turned to ask Lang Huan, "If I win at the Ten Kings' Grand Banquet, can I enter the Burial Realm?"

"Yes, this time at the Ten Kings' Grand Banquet, those who rank high can enter the Burial Realm first, because the space rift is small and not stable, so the spots are already few." Lang Huan replied.

Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

This makes it simple.

Sweep away all enemies, and then enter the Burial Realm.

He looked at Mo Ling, and said softly, "To deal with you alone, it's too easy and a waste of time."

Jun Xiaoyao's words made cold light shoot from Mo Ling's snake eyes.

However, before he could retort, Jun Xiaoyao's next words left all Burial Soil creatures shocked.

"Today, I, the Divine Son, will challenge ten Little Kings alone!"

"You all, come on!"

Jun Xiaoyao swept his sleeves and exuded unparalleled demeanor.

The aura of Great Perfection in the Divine Fire Realm surged out, and the surging vitality was no longer concealed, but directly erupted!

Like a Divine King emerging, as if Ancient Gods descending!

Many young Burial Soil creatures of weaker cultivation were directly knocked to the ground, their faces pale as paper.

The aura of Jun Xiaoyao at this moment was too fierce, like an Ancient Divine Elephant, shaking the heavens and displacing the earth, roaring down stars!

"You..."

Mo Ling, Long Xiang, Nine Nether Ape, and other ten Little Kings all wore expressions of coldness.

What are the ten Little Kings, the most outstanding youths from the Ten Ancient Burial Realms.

And Jun Xiaoyao, just an outsider, dares to boast such wild claims, challenging them all alone.

This is not just arrogance, but blatant disdain!

Jun Xiaoyao sees them as ants, completely disregarding them!

All Burial Land Celestial Pride present were stunned.

Only Lang Huan, very attentive, noticed Jun Xiaoyao's self-proclamation.

"Self-proclaimed Divine Son, it seems he's not just a Celestial Pride of the Jun Family, but also the most centrally positioned Divine Son."

Lang Huan understood what the title of Divine Son signifies.

Even in a deeply rooted Ancient Desolate Family, the Divine Son is a quintessentially central figure.

Jun Xiaoyao's identity is nobler than she imagined!

"Such a handsome young man right there, but not accessible," Lang Huan thought, somewhat annoyed.

She initially believed that her identity as the Ninth Princess of the Demon Country was more than enough to match Jun Xiaoyao.

Now it seems she might really be reaching too high.

"External human race, you are too presumptuous, this is Burial Soil, not a place for your arrogance!"

The king of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race spoke.

He was all black, with four sets of eyes on his face, and had eight arms on his body, making him more like a humanoid monster than a humanoid creature.

However, his aura was very strong, his cultivation at Minor Perfection in the Divine Fire Realm.

But with the innate racial abilities of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race, his strength could equal those at Great Perfection in the Divine Fire Realm.

"Die!"

The king of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race took action, spewing out a strand of silver silk, winding towards Jun Xiaoyao.

At the same time, eight arms struck together, black evil energy surged, forming Dharma Seals.

This is a Great Divine Technique of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race: Eight Spider Demon Seals.

The silver silk wrapped around Jun Xiaoyao, but he stood his ground motionless.

"Is he stupid?"

The king of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race just smiled and was horrified to see.

The silver silk he spewed out directly disappeared in the void.

At the same time, Jun Xiaoyao moved swiftly, actively darting towards the king of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race.

The next moment, the king of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race was even more shocked to sense.

His Eight Spider Demon Seals were completely gone, as if dissolved by an invisible force.

"How is this possible, you...!" The king of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race's face was filled with horror.

Although he had heard that Jun Xiaoyao possessed a kind of magic immunity ability before.

But he thought it was some divine technique.

Unexpectedly, it was so bizarre, without actively invoking it, it can directly dispel all mana.

This is too strange, too unexpected.

Before the king of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race could recover from his shock.

Jun Xiaoyao's Palm Seal had already pressed down.

Without any Divine Techniques, without any mana.

Just a simple palm, carrying a hundred billion catties of physical divine power, striking the chest of the king of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race.

The king of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race hurriedly resisted, his spine burst out eight sharp solid long spears, protecting in front.

This is the racial talent divine technique of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race: Eight Spider Divine Spear.

But the result was.

Crack!

The Eight Spider Divine Spear was smashed by a palm, Jun Xiaoyao's palm momentum didn't reduce, heavily hitting the chest of the king of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race.

Then...

Bang!

A cloud of blood mist exploded into the sky.

The king of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race, perished!

The entire Soul Burial Mountain was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

All Burial Soil creatures watching had their eyes bulging out, their scalps tingling, as if their heads were about to explode.

One of the ten Little Kings was eliminated just like that?

The creatures felt as if they were in a dream.

It's too unreal.

That was the strongest young Celestial Pride in one domain, exceptional strength, standing out from millions of young Celestial Prides to become one of the ten Little Kings.

Yet now, could not withstand one move from Jun Xiaoyao!

This clean and decisive kill was too shocking, numbing the whole body.

"You..." Some powerful figures of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race who came to watch the battle initially showed a stunned expression, then surged with endless anger.

They couldn't help but want to make a move.

But they met Jun Xiaoyao's ice-cold stare.

In an instant, like being doused with cold water, the strong figures of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race instantly sobered up.

They remembered that Jun Xiaoyao still had three terrifying Great Saint Realm Puppets, Godslaying Puppets.

If Jun Xiaoyao invokes them, without inviting Saint Masters and above from the family, they couldn't deal with Jun Xiaoyao.

Thinking this, the powerful figures of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race held back from taking action.

As for Mo Ling, his face was also frozen.

Although his strength was slightly stronger than the king of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race, it really was only slightly stronger.

Jun Xiaoyao could kill the king of the Eight-armed Spider Demon Race in one move, to deal with him, it might not even take more than a few moves.

"So, are you still intending to challenge me, the Divine Son, alone?" Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, speaking indifferently.

Mo Ling's face was as unpleasant as eating dung.

Jun Xiaoyao was practically rubbing salt into his wound.

"Humph, I won't believe it!"

Long Xiang from the Corpse Dragon Race coldly snorted, deciding to take action.

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