No one expected Jun Xiaoyao to take action directly.
Simple, straightforward, decisive.
Not the slightest bit of hesitation.
Suppress if he wants to suppress!
Kill if he wants to kill!
He cares not at all, nor does he mind that this is the Nine Heavens Immortal Academy, a place forbidden for slaughter.
Jun Xiaoyao casually pressed down with a palm, like a chaotic celestial vault overturning.
"Jun Xiaoyao, don't underestimate us!"
Three people, including Sixteen, shouted sternly.
As followers of the Ancient Young Emperor from the Immortal Court, their strength was indeed extraordinary.
They were the most outstanding talents of that era.
And Jun Xiaoyao's demeanor, as if suppressing ants, suppressed them.
This sense of disdain made them feel a sense of humiliation.
Jun Xiaoyao did not waste any words and could not be bothered to speak much with these people.
The Hand of Law, shrouded in swirling chaos mist, pressed down, as if the sky were collapsing.
