The mont Jun Xiaoyao and the Fallen God Scion both stepped onto the ancient battle stage, countless Dao patterns appeared in the void around it, like a woven net, sealing the surrounding space. No one from the outside could disturb them. Even a Saint-level expert could not interfere with the battle. "Jun Xiaoyao, you've only defeated a few prodigies. Do you really think you're invincible among the younger generation of the Immortal Domain? There are those stronger than you..." The Fallen God Scion began to speak, but before he could finish his words, Jun Xiaoyao took a step forward, clenched his five fingers into a fist, and blasted it towards him. "Sorry, this Divine Child doesn't have the habit of talking much to dead n." Jun Xiaoyao's fist light was world-shaking. As he unleashed his fist, the surrounding space was filled with dark cracks. The Fallen God Scion's expression changed, and black mist perated his surroundings. He also reached out, blasting out a palm strike that carried a surging baleful aura. Bang! After one clash, the Fallen God Scion was sent flying backward directly, a cracking sound coming from his entire arm. He flew back several hundred zhang, crashing into the barrier of void Dao patterns before finally stopping. Dead silence... The countless cultivators from the Netherworld Continent watching the battle, as well as so prodigies from the Immortal Domain, all stared blankly at the scene before them. This... This wasn't right. Logically speaking, shouldn't this be an intense clash between the two, a deadlocked battle, a fight to the death that would make the heavens lose their color and the sun and moon dim? How was it that now, Jun Xiaoyao had sent the Fallen God Scion flying with a single, simple punch? The Fallen God Scion coughed dryly a few tis, his face gloomy to the extre. A trace of shock was hidden deep within his eyes. Only he knew that his physical body was different from ordinary people; it had been ticulously "manufactured" by the Fallen God Palace. It could be said that in terms of physical strength, the Fallen God Scion had never feared anyone. But now, Jun Xiaoyao's simple punch had sent him flying back, and his arm was even faintly trembling. This was very astonishing. It was the first ti the Fallen God Scion had been crushed physically by another prodigy of the sa generation. "Hmm? This Fallen God Scion's physique..." A strange light appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes. He had obviously also discovered the peculiarity of the Fallen God Scion's body. But it didn't matter. When it ca to comparing physical bodies among the prodigies of the sa generation, if Jun Xiaoyao said he was number one, probably no one would dare to say they were number two. Jun Xiaoyao casually made a grabbing motion, and his surging magical power transford into a Spear of the Underworld God, piercing towards the Fallen God Scion. The Fallen God Scion quickly adjusted his state. He was, at any rate, the Young Supre of the Fallen God Palace, an unparalleled figure. Although he had lost the initial exchange, it did not affect his form. "So what if it's an Ancient Sacred Body? A physique that has already declined cannot rise again," the Fallen God Scion said, as if to boost his own confidence. He attacked again, his physical power surging, black baleful qi coiling around his palm as he blasted it towards the Spear of the Underworld God. With a loud boom, the void exploded. The Fallen God Scion's black and white wings on his back vibrated, and his figure transford into an extre speed as he charged towards Jun Xiaoyao. Jun Xiaoyao also summoned his Devil Wings and then punched out again. The two's fists t, and the rumbling sound of impact was like the beating of war drums. The void vibrated in resonance, as if unable to bear this imnse force. "This Fallen God Scion is so strong, to actually be able to fight back and forth with the Jun Clan's Divine Child." "Well, he is the Scion of the Fallen God Palace, after all. This kind of performance is to be expected." "But why do I get the feeling that the Jun Clan's Divine Child isn't being serious, like he's just playing a ga?" So of the Immortal Domain prodigies watching from the sidelines whispered among themselves. As for Yi Yu, Su Ziqiong, and the others, they were not worried about Jun Xiaoyao at all, their faces calm. On the contrary, the cultivators of the Battle Demon Hall showed looks of apprehension. They didn't know exactly how strong Jun Xiaoyao was, so it was inevitable that they would be worried. "Young Master, let Qingying see your true strength," a hint of curiosity also appeared in Yan Qingying's pitch-black, beautiful eyes. The person she was to follow could not possibly be a diocre person. What she wanted to see was Jun Xiaoyao using his true strength to completely conquer her.
Inside the ancient battle stage, the two exchanged fists. Jun Xiaoyao was indeed not using his full strength; he was observing the Fallen God Scion's physique. The Fallen God Scion's body was very strange, it didn't seem to be his own. Jun Xiaoyao was very curious about this. The Fallen God Scion, on the other hand, had the wrong impression, believing that his own physique was enough to contend with Jun Xiaoyao's. "The Ancient Sacred Body is nothing special after all." The Fallen God Scion's confidence grew. He now felt that Jun Xiaoyao's strength was likely just an exaggerated rumor. "Heh... I understand now. What is not yours, will never be yours," Jun Xiaoyao's gaze was deep as he glanced at the Fallen God Scion. The Fallen God Scion's expression changed slightly, a look of surprise in his heart. Could it be that Jun Xiaoyao had seen through his physique? But it didn't matter even if he had. The Fallen God Scion believed that Jun Xiaoyao couldn't deal with him. "Since you understand, then there's no need to delay any longer." Jun Xiaoyao directly activated the Godly Elephant-Suppressing Force. Golden qi and blood surged like a volcano, transforming into a lifelike golden godly elephant. The golden godly elephant roared to the heavens, as if it could suppress the eight desolations and ten realms. Jun Xiaoyao threw a punch, unleashing his full power. A divine force of 3.7 billion jin surged out, directly shattering a stretch of space in front of him. The Fallen God Scion also attacked, wanting to resist again. But this ti, his expression changed completely. A terrifying colossal force erupted, like an ancient giant beast crushing everything. He was sent flying directly, coughing up blood, the bones in his arm cracking from the impact. This punch, compared to his previous punches, was on a completely different level; it directly crushed him. This not only shocked the Fallen God Scion but also made all the spectators around him take a deep breath. "Is this the strength of the Jun Clan's Divine Child after he gets serious?" Many Immortal Domain prodigies looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes. The Fallen God Scion, what kind of existence was he? One of the most terrifying Young Supres of the Immortal Domain. But now, he was being repeatedly beaten by Jun Xiaoyao. In contrast, the Fallen God Scion was unable to cause the slightest harm to Jun Xiaoyao. "Jun Xiaoyao, you are hateful!" The Fallen God Scion wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his fury blazing. It had always been him suppressing others, never others suppressing him. Jun Xiaoyao was the first. The Fallen God Scion attacked, manifesting the terrifying grand divine ability of the Fallen God Palace. Baleful qi surged around his body, and behind him, it seed to condense into the form of an Eight-Ard Yama. The Fallen God Scion struck out with his palms again, and it was as if eight pitch-black palm prints appeared, looking as if they would shatter the very void! "It's the ultimate divine ability of the Fallen God Palace, the Eight-Ard Yama Hand!" so Immortal Domain prodigies couldn't help but exclaim. The Eight-Ard Yama Hand was a terrifying divine ability of the Fallen God Palace, its power exceptionally strong. With these eight palms striking down, even gods and Buddhas would be annihilated. Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao ford the Human King Seal. The phantom of an emperor appeared behind him, its figure majestic, supporting the heavens and treading the earth. He ford a hand seal and collided with the Fallen God Scion's divine ability. One side manifested the phantom of an Eight-Ard Yama, its palm prints shattering heaven and splitting earth! The other side manifested the figure of a heaven-reaching Emperor, one seal suppressing the universe! Emperor vs. Yama!
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