The voice was extremely cold and flat, not very loud.
But it was strangely clear, echoing in everyone's ears.
Hearing this voice, everyone was first stunned, then their minds instantly exploded!
Especially those who had heard this voice before, their gazes suddenly turned, their expressions filled with unprecedented shock.
He's here, he's here!
That man, he's here!
In the distant sky, a slender figure, an Immortal Dragon with the majesty of the Dragon Clan, came riding on clouds and mist.
On the Dragon head, a slender young figure stood against the wind.
The breeze ruffled his long hair, revealing a peerlessly handsome face, with a god-like indifference and coldness.
Like the heavens, looking down upon all living beings as ants!
He stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, surrounded by surging Immortal light and swirling mist, like the son of an Immortal Emperor, a descendant of a God!
He just quietly came riding the Dragon against the wind, yet he gave people the feeling of an Immortal God descending upon the world.
"It's… Jun Family Divine Child, he's here!"
"How is this possible? I can't accurately sense the Jun Family Divine Child's cultivation Aura?"
"Oh my God, why do I feel like an Immortal has arrived?"
As Jun Xiaoyao appeared, the entire place erupted!
If this great battle concerning the Jun family was missing anything.
Then it was naturally missing the core Soul figure of the Jun family, the Jun Family Divine Child, Jun Xiaoyao.
Many people thought that Jun Xiaoyao might not come.
But now, he was here!
Jun Xiaoyao's arrival was undoubtedly like detonating a bomb, causing a clamor and drawing attention from all directions!
Many familiar people were even so excited that they couldn't control themselves.
"Xiaoyao…" Seeing that familiar handsome figure, Jiang Shengyi's eyes trembled. Only then did she realize how much she missed someone.
"Brother Xiaoyao…" Jiang Luoli's large eyes also surged with deep longing.
There were also Yan Qingying, Wu Mingyue, Su Ziqiong, Hua Xiqing, and Bai Meier, these women who had more or less some connection with Jun Xiaoyao, their gazes were all infatuated, as if they were stunned.
In addition, even Ji Qingyi, Little Devil Fairy, and Yan Rumeng, who were not too closely related to Jun Xiaoyao, also looked dazed and somewhat incredulous.
"His Aura, how does it feel…" There was confusion in Ji Qingyi's clear pupils.
"Is he that Jun Family Divine Child?" Ji Changkong frowned.
When Ji Qingyi told him before, he was still somewhat indifferent.
But now that he saw it with his own eyes, this temperament, this Aura, indeed had something to it.
"Am I seeing things? The Jun Family Divine Child is standing on Princess Longji?"
"Holy crap, that's awesome, he really made Princess Longji his mount!"
From all directions, many Prodigies looked at the Immortal Dragon, their eyes wide with disbelief.
"Jun… Xiao… Yao!"
If there was anyone present who hated Jun Xiaoyao the most, it was naturally Long Aotian.
His golden Dragon eyes held an extreme hatred and coldness.
Especially seeing Princess Longji truly serving as Jun Xiaoyao's mount, Long Aotian was so angry that his internal organs felt like they were burning.
The woman he wanted to marry as his main wife was being used as a mount by Jun Xiaoyao.
This was simply blatant humiliation and a slap to the face!
Not only did Long Aotian harbor killing intent towards Jun Xiaoyao, but Wang Teng did as well.
"It would have been fine if you didn't show up, but since you've revealed yourself, don't blame this Young Emperor." Wang Teng's eyes showed extreme coldness.
Jun Xiaoyao not only prevented his marriage alliance with Jiang Shengyi but also destroyed one of his Primordial Spirit avatars.
If he didn't personally defeat Jun Xiaoyao, where would his prestige be?
On the other side, Jun Mulan and other sequences showed immense joy.
They knew that since Jun Xiaoyao had come out of seclusion, his strength must have improved greatly.
However, Jun Xiaoyao's Aura was unfathomable at this moment, and no one could discern his specific Realm.
At this moment, a noisy sound like a crow echoed.
"You are Jun Xiaoyao, daring to provoke someone from my Demon God Palace, why don't you kneel and apologize!"
The one who spoke was Wu Shuo, the Ancient Freak from the Demon God Palace, a descendant of the Dao God Realm Supreme.
Jun Xiaoyao's gaze calmly turned to Wu Shuo.
A Late Stage Heavenly God Realm cultivation was indeed not bad.
If it were Jun Xiaoyao before his seclusion, dealing with him might have taken some effort.
But now…
Heh heh…
"What, scared speechless?" Wu Shuo's mouth curled into a cold smile.
Meanwhile, Yan Rumeng, who had not intervened in the battle, for some reason, felt a strong sense of ominousness rising in her heart as she looked at Jun Xiaoyao, whose Aura was unfathomable.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't say a word.
He simply extended a hand, and countless Dao patterns intertwined in the Void Realm, forming a giant Dharma power palm that covered the sky.
And as this palm extended, Jun Xiaoyao's true Realm cultivation also fully erupted.
Around him, endless Dao patterns circulated, and various profound and abstruse runes flickered and dimmed in the Void Realm.
"This… this Aura… is the same as Jun Moxiao and Nether God Crown Prince…"
"I didn't sense wrong, did I? Dao God Realm?"
"Jun Family Divine Child's cultivation is in the Dao God Realm!?"
From all directions, countless people were stunned and petrified.
And feeling the power of this Dao God palm, Wu Shuo, who originally had a cold smile on his face, also underwent a complete change in expression.
"Dao God Realm, how is that possible!?"
Wu Shuo let out a shriek and simultaneously transformed into his true form.
A giant crow with dark red pupils and black feathers appeared.
It was the Calamity Demon Crow.
He directly activated the Calamity Demon Crow's innate Divine Ability, and terrifying demonic sounds transformed into world-destroying sound waves that spread out.
However…
Jun Xiaoyao's Dharma power palm pressed down, obliterating all sound waves.
Even the Calamity Demon Crow was directly crushed in his hand.
Jun Xiaoyao stretched out his hand towards the Void Realm, then suddenly clenched it!
The Dharma power hand intertwined with Dao patterns also suddenly closed!
Crack!
Blood splattered, bones shattered, and crow feathers flew everywhere!
Wu Shuo's Physical Body, along with his Primordial Spirit, was completely crushed!
The Demon God Palace Ancient Freak, Wu Shuo, had fallen!
Dead silence!
Unprecedented dead silence!
A dead silence like the end of the world!
Everyone present was as if their Soul had been drawn out, as if only an empty shell remained!
What did they see? A powerful Ancient Freak in the Late Stage Heavenly God Realm was crushed to death by Jun Xiaoyao with one hand!
Jun Xiaoyao didn't even bother to say a single unnecessary word to Wu Shuo from beginning to end.
My Brother Jun is a ruthless man of few words!
"Crushing an Ancient Freak with one palm, tell me, am I dreaming…"
"I also feel like I'm dreaming, how is this possible…"
All the Prodigies watching the battle felt as if they were in a dream.
This was an Ancient Freak with a powerful Bloodline, high and mighty!
Yet he was instantly killed by Jun Xiaoyao so easily.
Yan Rumeng was dumbfounded, her flawless face losing all color.
She had imagined all sorts of scenarios, but never this one.
Jun Xiaoyao, slaughtering Ancient Freaks as if crushing ants!
"Kill those I want to kill, destroy those I want to destroy, humiliate those I want to humiliate. Are you… ready to bear the wrath of Divine Child?" Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his face cold.
Like a God, holding life and death in his hands!