Yan Qingying's eyelids trembled as she slowly opened them.
A figure she thought of day and night appeared before her eyes.
He was still clad in white robes, whiter than snow, standing with his hands behind his back.
His tall and somewhat slender back, in Yan Qingying's eyes, was like a towering mountain, unshakable as faith itself.
"Young... Young Master..." Yan Qingying's voice trembled slightly, unable to believe it, as if she were in a dream.
"Are you alright? The Young Master will help you vent your anger." Jun Xiaoyao didn't turn his head, but spoke indifferently.
He was inherently protective of his own.
As long as someone was related to him, even if they committed heinous crimes, Jun Xiaoyao would protect them to the end.
What's more, in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, Yan Qingying's killing methods were perfectly normal.
So what if she killed them?
"Young Master..."
Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's words, Yan Qingying's vision blurred slightly.
She knew in her heart that while Jun Xiaoyao appeared cold and indifferent, very aloof.
He was utterly protective of those around him.
This filled Yan Qingying with emotion, her heart tingling.
On the other hand, Himiko and Miao Wuxin's moods were not so good.
Both women had expressions of shock on their faces.
Because just now, Jun Xiaoyao had appeared as if by teleportation.
Therefore, the ultimate moves of Himiko, Miao Wuxin, and Yan Qingying had simultaneously blasted towards Jun Xiaoyao.
However, that terrifying wave of magical power seemed to have vanished without a trace.
Not even Jun Xiaoyao's robes were stirred.
"It's... the Jun Family Divine Child!"
"The Jun Family Divine Child has appeared!"
The surrounding group of Prodigies who were watching the spectacle first froze, then couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
Astonishment!
Extreme astonishment!
No one had expected that Jun Xiaoyao would enter the Immortal Ancient World several months after it opened.
But what was most shocking was Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation.
Even these Prodigies watching the show couldn't quite see through him.
They could only feel a faint pressure, like a great mountain, weighing on their hearts.
"Impossible, when the Jun Family Divine Child entered the Burial Soil before, he was only in the Tongtian Realm. How is it that now, with my Void Realm cultivation, I still can't see through him?"
The group of Prodigies around were all doubting their lives.
However, at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao was coldly observing Himiko and Miao Wuxin.
Lei Mingyuan, who had rushed over, also secretly shook his head when he saw Himiko and the others.
He knew that with Jun Xiaoyao's personality, this Soul Severing Cliff would likely be stained with blood today.
"Holy Sect, Little Western Heaven..." Jun Xiaoyao murmured to himself.
Little Western Heaven was extremely low-key, yet very mysterious.
As for the Holy Sect, Jun Xiaoyao didn't know much about it, but he had heard the elders of his clan speak of it.
This sect also had deep foundations, even spanning across multiple Immortal Domains.
This sect worshipped the legendary Gulan True Lord.
Of course, Jun Xiaoyao didn't believe in such mystical things.
So-called gods were just powerful people.
As long as Jun Xiaoyao was given enough time to grow stronger, any god, Buddha, or True Lord, Jun Xiaoyao would kill them if he wished!
"Jun Xiaoyao..."
Himiko and Miao Wuxin's expressions were more solemn than ever before.
Not only because Jun Xiaoyao had suddenly appeared.
But also because Jun Xiaoyao's Qi at this moment gave them a sense of oppression.
As long as Jun Xiaoyao didn't actively release his Qi, those with lower cultivation couldn't fully sense it.
They could only feel that Jun Xiaoyao's Qi was unfathomably deep, bringing immense pressure upon them.
"This Divine Child asks you, do you know how to write the word 'death'?" Jun Xiaoyao slightly tilted his head, his tone faint.
"Jun Xiaoyao, I didn't expect you to appear. However, your follower possesses the Devouring God Demonic Art and has committed boundless slaughter. She carries a great sin." Himiko said coldly.
After all, she was the Saintess of the Holy Sect, with status and position, so she couldn't be directly intimidated by Jun Xiaoyao.
Furthermore, there was a Saint Disciple within the Immortal Ancient World.
The Saint Disciple's strength had reached the True God Realm, directly rivaling Prodigies like Wang Teng and Long Aotian.
Himiko didn't believe that Jun Xiaoyao wasn't apprehensive.
"Great sin?" Jun Xiaoyao chuckled.
He found it quite amusing.
"Jun Xiaoyao, this nun once advised her to abolish her Devouring God Demonic Art, but she refused, so this was the only way." Miao Wuxin put her palms together and shook her head.
"Abolish her Demonic Technique? What are you? Are you qualified to make this Divine Child's person abolish her Demonic Technique?" Jun Xiaoyao's expression was cold.
"You..." Miao Wuxin's face froze, extremely embarrassed.
As the Buddha Maiden of Little Western Heaven, it was her first time being treated with such an attitude.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you are, after all, a Divine Child of an Ancient Desolate Family. Do you not value reason at all?" Himiko said righteously.
So-called 'saints' were like this, standing on the moral high ground, casually criticizing, belittling, and judging others.
"That's right, even if you are the Jun Family Divine Child, you can't be unreasonable!"
"The Devouring God Demonic Art should not reappear in the world. The Saintess is not wrong!"
The hundreds of Himiko's supporters around spoke in unison, condemning Jun Xiaoyao verbally.
Jun Xiaoyao's face was devoid of any expression, as if he wasn't angered.
But only those familiar with Jun Xiaoyao would know that a Jun Xiaoyao with no expression was the most terrifying.
"Oh, if that's the case, then this Divine Child also possesses the Devouring God Demonic Art. Do you all want to kill this Divine Child as well?" Jun Xiaoyao said.
This question silenced the surroundings.
Kill Jun Xiaoyao?
Are you crazy?!
Not to mention whether they had the ability to kill Jun Xiaoyao.
Even if they had the ability, few would dare to lay a hand on Jun Xiaoyao, unless they were lunatics.
None of the Prodigies present considered themselves lunatics, so none of them would make such a foolish move.
"If the Divine Child doesn't use the Devouring God Demonic Art to commit slaughter, he can naturally be treated leniently." Himiko's expression was a bit unnatural, but she still spoke.
It was clearly out of fear of Jun Xiaoyao's strength and status, yet she still had to find a grand excuse for herself.
"Heh heh, then you're mistaken..." A strange light flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.
For some reason, Himiko, Miao Wuxin, and the others suddenly felt a jolt in their hearts.
"Who told you that this Divine Child wouldn't commit slaughter? Now, I'll show you what true slaughter is!"
As Jun Xiaoyao's words fell, he suddenly raised his right hand, and a terrifying storm of magical power swept out, accompanied by surging Netherworld Qi!
"Gate of Hell, open!"
Jun Xiaoyao let out a cold shout, like a Devil King enraged across three thousand realms!
Surging Netherworld Qi rose and churned, transforming into a thousand-zhang-tall Gate of Hell in the Void Realm.
This ultimate technique was precisely the ultimate move from the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength.
With supreme power, it opened the Gate of Hell, summoning countless demons from Hell!
However, within Jun Xiaoyao's body, only thirty thousand Dragon Elephant particles had transformed into Primordial Elephant particles.
Therefore, it was impossible to fully open the Gate of Hell.
But even if only a crack was opened, thousands upon thousands of fiendish ghosts and rakshasas swarmed out!
Like a surging black tide, they swept towards Himiko, Miao Wuxin, and the hundreds of Prodigies.
"No, what is this!"
"Don't come near me... Ah!"
A scene of gore, a scene of slaughter!
Hundreds of Prodigies were torn to shreds in the tide of thousands of fiendish ghosts and rakshasas!
Blood rained down from the sky, severed limbs withered, and internal organs splattered out, making for an incredibly gory scene!
The entire spectacle was like being in the eighteen layers of Hell!
Those Prodigies watching from afar all turned pale, trembling.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao, clad in white robes whiter than snow, was no longer a transcendent, immortal-like Divine Child in their eyes, but had transformed into a true Great Demon King!