Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, Celestial Tyrant Body, two physiques that have been destined rivals since ancient times.
In past history, there have been many clashes, each with its own victories and defeats.
And in this era, as the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body and the Celestial Tyrant Body compete in the same generation, who will be the victor? And who will be the defeated?
All Burial Soil Creatures outside the Outer World are watching in tense silence.
From the perspective of the Burial Soil, they hope Chu Tianba can win.
"Cough, cough..."
The violent sound of coughing blood emerges from the smoke and dust.
A breeze blows, dispersing the smoke and dust.
By the Pool of Reincarnation, Chu Tianba falls to one knee on the ground, his bronze flesh body cracked and oozing faint purple blood, continuously seeping from wounds.
At this moment, Chu Tianba is like a cracked porcelain, shattering at the slightest touch.
On the other side, Jun Xiaoyao still stands in the void above, his expression calm and serene.
Crack...
The sound of metal cracking echoes.
It's the Cyan Heaven Ancestral Dragon Armor on Jun Xiaoyao's body breaking apart.
Soon after, the Cyan Heaven Ancestral Dragon Armor shatters into countless azure light dots.
The Cloak of the Gods draped over his back also dissipates.
Yet Jun Xiaoyao himself shows no signs of injury, and even his aura remains undisturbed.
The superior and the inferior, the victor and the defeated, are instantly clear!
Jun Xiaoyao utterly crushes Chu Tianba!
Wow!
Outside the Burial Realm, sounds of astonishment spread like tidal waves in all directions.
No one expected this outcome in the end.
Despite his transformation, reaching the Void God Realm with a perfect flesh body, Chu Tianba is still no match for Jun Xiaoyao.
Even after unleashing the Nine Great Divine Forms of the Overlord Body, he could not inflict a single wound upon Jun Xiaoyao.
What is despair?
This is despair!
All Burial Soil Creatures feel as if they've lost their beloved, faces dark, suffering a tremendous blow.
Jun Xiaoyao single-handedly sweeps through the Ten Little Kings of the Burial Soil, none can face him!
The powerful figures of the Netherworld King Hall are in disbelieving shock, standing like they're struck by lightning.
The Celestial Nether Burial Emperor's aura becomes slightly unstable.
The Chu Tianba he placed such high hopes on suffers such a tragic defeat.
"Is there anything in this world that Young Master Jun cannot accomplish?" Qin Xian'Er is somewhat dazed, Jun Xiaoyao continuously reshaping her understanding.
Truly, there exists such an outstanding man in this world!
The Ghost-faced Female Burial Emperor is instead the calmest one of all.
Beneath the mask, a glimmer flickers in her eyes.
And presently, by the Pool of Reincarnation.
Chu Tianba's mind seems blank, kneeling on one knee, in a state of stupor.
Chu Tianba hasn't even realized yet that he's been defeated.
Jun Xiaoyao steps down from the heavens, then walks to the edge of the Pool of Reincarnation, picking up the Nine Marvels Reincarnation Immortal Grass.
"The goal is finally accomplished."
Storing the Nine Marvels Reincarnation Immortal Grass into a Spatial Spiritual Artifact, Jun Xiaoyao finally feels a sense of relief.
This was his purpose for coming to the Burial Soil, and it has been achieved.
Only now does Chu Tianba awaken from his daze, a manic, frenzied look on his face.
"How can this be... How can this be, I am an Overlord Body, unparalleled through the ages..." Chu Tianba mutters, as if crazed.
He cannot accept this bloody reality.
Jun Xiaoyao's gaze is cold, with a thread of faint pity.
"From beginning to end, you were wrong, terribly wrong."
"I was wrong? Where was I wrong?" Chu Tianba's expression suddenly turns hideous.
"Who in this world can be deemed unparalleled through the ages other than me!"
With a flick of his sleeve, Jun Xiaoyao places his hands behind his back, speaking plainly yet with an aura of unparalleled dominance.
Only Jun Xiaoyao alone can be deemed unparalleled through the ages!
"You..." Chu Tianba's chest trembles, vomiting a large mouthful of blood.
His Dao Heart suffers a massive blow.
Jun Xiaoyao's demeanor is more domineering than the Overlord Body!
Unparalleled through the ages, he alone!
How arrogant and prideful must one be to utter such wild words?
"It's over." Jun Xiaoyao pushes forth a palm, intending to end Chu Tianba's life.
Two such physiques can never coexist peacefully; only the downfall of one can end the struggle.
"No, I refuse!" Chu Tianba shakes his head, how could he fall like this?
There is a resounding thud.
Chu Tianba once again summons the Soul-Loss Bell, attempting to preserve his life with it.
As long as he lives, there's a chance to rise again; if he dies, then all is lost.
Chu Tianba does not believe he can live again.
Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao shakes his head, "I knew you wouldn't let it rest, but the outcome won't change."
He likewise unleashes the incomplete Ancient Armor bestowed by Jiang Daoxu, resisting the Soul-Loss Bell's power.
At the same time, a palm strikes towards Chu Tianba's chest.
A series of cracking sounds ensue.
Chu Tianba's internal organs, along with his bones, are nearly all shattered, his Primordial Spirit violently shaken, about to crumble.
Chu Tianba's entire being is blasted above the Pool of Reincarnation, continuously coughing blood mixed with innards.
Jun Xiaoyao's gaze is indifferent.
He knows Chu Tianba is doomed to fall.
"Cough cough... Jun Xiaoyao, do you feel proud?"
Sensing his life about to end, a trace of mad ferocity appears on Chu Tianba's face.
"Proud? What's there to be proud of crushing an ant?" Jun Xiaoyao responds calmly.
No sense of achievement whatsoever.
Puh-chah!
Chu Tianba spits blood once more.
Good grief!
As a man faces death, can't you say something nice?
Chu Tianba almost explodes.
But he still reveals a frenzied smile, teeth stained with blood, eerily saying, "Jun Xiaoyao, the Heavenly Dao has cycles, who does Heaven spare? One day, you'll experience my current pain."
"Heh... Who does Heaven spare?"
"I, the Divine Son, will one day reign over eternity, looking down upon the vast and endless, what is heaven?" Jun Xiaoyao says indifferently.
All talks of karma and Heavenly Dao, he never believed!
With enough strength, one can rule over everything!
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's invincible Dao Heart, even Chu Tianba is shaken.
This person's invincible Dao Heart is nearly unshakable.
"Jun Xiaoyao, your words come too early. I have a feeling that in this lifetime, the Overlord from the Overlord Lineage will emerge, and he will end your legend of invincibility!"
Chu Tianba's words cause Jun Xiaoyao's eyes to flicker.
Overlord?
This title, he has heard it before; it's not referring to a single person but rather the strongest from the Overlord Lineage.
In past records, the Celestial Tyrant Body lineage had Overlords emerge.
And in each epoch, whenever an Overlord emerges, the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body usually finds itself disadvantaged or inferior!
In epochs without an Overlord, the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body holds the advantage.
The reason is simple; an Overlord is the ultimate ascension of the Overlord Lineage, with abilities stronger than the average Celestial Tyrant Body.
The average Desolate Ancient Sacred Body holds no advantage before an Overlord.
"And what if an Overlord emerges? You won't witness it anyway." Jun Xiaoyao remains unmoved by this information.
By the time an Overlord emerges, who knows how strong Jun Xiaoyao will have become.
"Heh... Jun Xiaoyao, are you sure you'll leave here alive?" Chu Tianba suddenly shows a strange smile.
Immediately, he suddenly summons a pitch-black Great Seal, simultaneously burning his entire life essence, releasing the last of his light and heat.
"Netherworld King's Seal Breaking, unseal!"
Exhausting his last strength, Chu Tianba activates the Netherworld King's Seal Breaking, then throws it into the Pool of Reincarnation.
Instantly, the heavens and earth tremble, the Burial Realm quakes!
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