That single sentence caused the universe to tremble and heaven and earth to shake!
A terrifying dragon might pressed down!
Under the horrified gazes of everyone from all the powers.
A giant, pitch-black dragon claw with bulging muscles pressed down from above the firmant.
Its dark, black scales glead with a cold light. As the claw descended, cracks appeared in the void, the fluctuations so terrifying they made one's heart palpitate with fear.
"That might... it's at least a Quasi-Supre!" So older generation experts cried out in alarm.
The Supre Realm was already at the pinnacle level of the Immortal Realm.
And a Quasi-Supre was first beneath a Supre!
Even among so immortal orthodoxies, a Quasi-Supre was an absolutely top-tier figure, considered a foundational existence.
And now, a Quasi-Supre had actually appeared, horrifying everyone present.
"No wonder Long Haotian was so brazen and fearless. It turns out he had soone backing him; naturally, he wasn't afraid." So people understood.
No matter how arrogant Long Haotian was, he couldn't possibly have co to the Jun family alone.
Just like how a Jun family prodigy wouldn't be foolish enough to go to the Ancestral Dragon Nest to provoke them alone.
Behind Long Haotian, soone was supporting and protecting him.
"Excellent! Elder Nether Dragon has made a move!" A smile of soone who had found life in a desperate situation appeared on Long Haotian's face.
As long as he was alive, there was a chance to make a coback.
Today's sha, there might be a chance to wash it away in the future.
"What? Could the newcor be that Nether Dragon Supre from the Ancestral Dragon Nest?"
Hearing Long Haotian's words, so older cultivators showed expressions of trepidation.
Nether Dragon Supre was an extrely powerful Quasi-Supre from the Ancestral Dragon Nest. His true form was a black dragon.
He had once, with his Quasi-Supre cultivation, contended against a Human Race Unsurpassed Supre, gaining great fa for a ti, his na spreading throughout the three thousand Daoist states of the Immortal Realm.
Only later did he go into seclusion within the Ancestral Dragon Nest and not appear.
Now, reappearing in the world, his might still shook the heavens and earth.
"Jun family junior, don't be too ruthless. Let today's matter end here."
That Nether Dragon Supre's tone was indifferent, lofty, and superior.
It was clearly Long Haotian who had first caused trouble, coming to the Jun family, attempting to trample Jun Xiaoyao underfoot to make a na for himself.
But now, Nether Dragon Supre wanted to dismiss it with a single sentence.
Of course, all Nether Dragon Supre could do now was rely take Long Haotian away.
Wanting to kill Jun Xiaoyao in the Jun family's territory was no different from a fantasy.
Let alone him being just a Quasi-Supre, even if a true Ancestral Dragon Nest Supre ca, they couldn't kill Jun Xiaoyao on the Jun family's turf.
Hearing Nether Dragon Supre's words, Long Haotian finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
But his gaze towards Jun Xiaoyao was filled with cold, venomous resentnt.
For the first ti in his life, he had been defeated so miserably.
In the end, he even needed a clan senior to lose face to save him.
It could be said that Long Haotian had never suffered such humiliation.
His hatred for Jun Xiaoyao was imaginable.
Looking at Long Haotian's eyes, a cold smile touched the corners of Jun Xiaoyao's lips, "What, are you also going to say 'thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river'?"
"Hmph, my elder brother, Long Aotian, will make you taste a crushing defeat!" Long Haotian said in an icy tone.
He didn't dare to say anything about taking revenge personally anymore.
After all, a Desolate Ancient Saintly Body plus a Supre Bone was too powerful; it simply wasn't sothing he could deal with.
"Heh... Unfortunately, no matter what, you won't get to see it." Jun Xiaoyao smiled. Under Long Haotian's astonished gaze, he continued to press down on him with one hand.
"Jun Xiaoyao, are you crazy? You still dare to attack !?" Long Haotian's expression changed, and his figure retreated explosively.
"Audacious!"
In the sky, Nether Dragon Supre's voice was like startling thunder, shaking the nine heavens and ten earths.
A Quasi-Supre like him had personally spoken, yet Jun Xiaoyao actually ignored him.
Rumble!
A massive dragon claw directly reached down from the sky.
In the void, nurous runic radiances flickered. Those were the Jun family's defensive formations, sensing the magical power fluctuations, manifesting and operating on their own.
Each ray of light within them was enough to make a Saint fall.
But now, they couldn't stop the dragon claw descending from the sky.
Wherever the dragon claw passed, nurous runic formations exploded.
Nether Dragon Supre had attacked, not to deal with Jun Xiaoyao, but to take Long Haotian away.
Bang, bang, bang!
The pitch-black dragon claw tore through the void, and streams of formation runes directly exploded.
The might of a Quasi-Supre was so formidable!
"This... Is the Jun family not going to react at all?"
Sensing this terrifying might, many people hurriedly dispersed, while simultaneously looking towards Jun Zhantian and other clan elders.
The Ancestral Dragon Nest's Quasi-Supre had already attacked. Why did they still look so calm and unconcerned?
So observant people noticed that Jun Zhantian and other clan elders all had a cold, sarcastic smile on their lips.
The formidable might of the Quasi-Supre pressed down, concentrating towards Jun Xiaoyao.
If it were an ordinary young prodigy, they would have long been suppressed by this pressure, unable to move.
But Jun Xiaoyao ignored it and continued to attack.
He grabbed towards the void, and the Spear of the Underworld God condensed, directly hurling towards the fleeing Long Haotian, piercing through his chest.
Then, activating the extre speed of the Demon Wings, with the speed of lightning, he raised his hand and slapped towards Long Haotian.
Crack!
A series of bone-cracking sounds, chilling to the teeth, was heard.
Long Haotian vomited blood wildly, the bones throughout his body shattered. His entire person fell to the ground, on the verge of death.
Finally, Jun Xiaoyao directly stomped down from mid-air. A foot empowered by forty thousand giant elephant micro-particles directly crushed Long Haotian's chest.
Pfft!
A large mouthful of blood, mixed with shattered internal organs, spewed from Long Haotian's mouth.
Even with his dragon race physique, he couldn't withstand such imnse force.
Long Haotian's eyes bulged, his face filled with anger, shock, unwillingness, and a hint of regret.
"Elder brother... will not... let you go..."
Long Haotian's eyes widened, his words slurred, and finally, his breath ceased. He died with his eyes open.
The Ancestral Dragon Nest's Dragon Son had fallen!
And all of this happened in just a brief mont.
Even Nether Dragon Supre hadn't expected Jun Xiaoyao to act so decisively.
"Damn you!"
An angry roar shook the nine heavens and ten earths!
Nether Dragon Supre was enraged!
Majestic pressure poured down like a tide. The earth began to crack, and so of the surrounding guests who were affected were directly pressed to the ground.
In contrast, Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his divinely handso face as calm as an ancient well.
It was as if he wasn't facing a Quasi-Supre whose strength was unparalleled in the world, but just an ordinary person.
And just at this mont, a cold snort ca from the deepest part of the Jun family.
"Since when could a re Quasi-Supre dare to act presumptuously in my Jun family?"
As the voice fell, a vast and mighty, brilliant sword light shot out from the depths of the Jun family.
The sword light glead, as if reflecting the terrifying scene of a multitude of immortals falling. The void directly split open, forming a pitch-black rift!
Turbulent black spatial currents roared along with the sword qi.
As the sword swept past, Nether Dragon Supre let out an angry roar.
A massive dragon arm, along with dragon blood, fell from the depths of the firmant.
One sword strike had severed one of Nether Dragon Supre's dragon arms!
Everyone present felt their scalps about to explode!
The might of that sword light seed as if it would destroy all the heavens and myriad worlds!
"It's the Jun family's Immortal Slaying Sword Art, one of the Five Great Divine Arts! The one who attacked is the Jun family's Eighteenth Ancestor!" Soone exclaid.
"Jun family's Eighteenth Ancestor, you just wait..." In the sky, Nether Dragon Supre's voice carried a cold and stern intent.
"Since you've co, then stay..."
The Eighteenth Ancestor's voice sounded again.
Imdiately, two more sword lights of the Immortal Slaying Sword Art slashed out from the depths of the Jun family!
"No! Do you intend to provoke an Immortal War between the Ancestral Dragon Nest and the Jun family?!"
In the void, Nether Dragon Supre's voice carried an unprecedented terror.
If the two immortal powers truly started an Immortal War, the entire Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm would fall into unprecedented turmoil.
"So what if it's an Immortal War? My Jun family has stood in the Immortal Realm for countless years. When have we ever feared anyone!" The Eighteenth Ancestor's tone was incomparably domineering!
Pfft!
Above the firmant, two sword lights swept past consecutively.
A torrential rain of blood poured down!
Heaven and earth cried in unison, the universe trembled!
The massive corpse of a black dragon fell from the distant firmant, like a deity falling!
The Jun family's Eighteenth Ancestor, with three sword strikes, annihilated the Ancestral Dragon Nest's Quasi-Supre!
(End of this Chapter)
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