Chapter 108: Chapter 108: The Descending Palm Seal—Champion Marquis Overthrown, Jun Xiaoyao’s Dominant Entrance! (Third Update)
But when his gaze fell on Jiang Luoli, his gloomy expression slightly eased, and there was a hint of amazement in his eyes.
Yang Pan had a penchant for collecting beauties in a harem.
Jiang Luoli, with her crystal-clear beauty and petite charm, would amaze anyone at first glance.
It might even evoke a subtle urge to bully her.
Sensing Yang Pan’s sinister gaze, Jiang Luoli’s fair skin broke out in goosebumps, leaving her with a feeling of disgust.
"You big beetle, what are you staring at!" Jiang Luoli displayed a look of disdain.
Yang Pan was unfazed, and with a hint of a smile, he said, "The Ming Pearl of the Jiang Family is indeed extraordinarily beautiful."
His desire began to rise in his heart.
If it weren’t for today’s competition for the position of Prince Consort, Yang Pan would have wanted to subdue Jiang Luoli already.
As if sensing Yang Pan’s intentions, Jiang Luoli’s beautiful eyes widened, and her fair face flushed with anger.
"Disgusting big beetle, prepare to die!"
Without hesitation, Jiang Luoli made her move.
She waved her small hand, gathering the spiritual qi from the surrounding heaven and earth, forming a vast Spiritual Energy Palm Seal that pressed down on Yang Pan.
"As expected of the Primordial Spirit Dao Body, capable of moving the great forces of the world effortlessly."
Many people marveled.
Seeing this, Yang Pan’s face was casual and relaxed. He raised his hand, the Shang Mang Divine Spear thrusting out, slicing through the sky and piercing toward the Spiritual Energy Palm Seal.
This display immediately exposed Yang Pan’s cultivation.
Also at the Unity Realm Great Perfection.
The reason so many celestial prides were stuck at this realm was not because they couldn’t break through.
But because the next realm, Harmonization, required finding a Spirit Seed or Immortal Seed that resonated with themselves.
Different levels of Spirit Seeds and Immortal Seeds are crucial for future cultivation speed and strength.
Some rare Immortal Seeds, like the World Tree Seedling, Hongmeng Purple Qi Seed, etc., can bring terrifying boosts to celestial prides.
Thus, no celestial pride would casually break through to the Harmonization Realm.
Boom!
The spear beam collided with the Spiritual Energy Palm Seal, piercing right through it.
Jiang Luoli’s Primordial Spirit Dao Body, while not weak in combat, excelled more in cultivation.
While Yang Pan, adorned with divine armor, possessed cultivation and realm at the pinnacle.
So dealing with Yang Pan was clearly not an easy task for Jiang Luoli.
Yang Pan’s eyes flashed, continuing his attack, the Shang Mang Divine Spear painting terrifying dark spear beams.
Power move, Celestial Demon Chaotic Dance!
The void seemed to boil, the spear beams ravaging heaven and earth, blasting toward Jiang Luoli.
An evil thought arose in Yang Pan’s heart with a shred of wicked pleasure.
Jiang Luoli is so cute; just one punch should make her cry for a while, right?
Jiang Luoli’s moist, beautiful eyes also revealed a solemn look.
She said she would teach Yang Pan on behalf of Jun Xiaoyao, but now it seemed, Yang Pan’s strength was indeed not to be underestimated.
"Too much." Jiang Shengyi’s eyebrows slightly furrowed.
Just as she was about to intervene.
Suddenly, a vast golden palm print descended from the sky, slamming fiercely toward Yang Pan!
"Who is it!"
Yang Pan’s face drastically changed, his pupils contracting sharply as a terrifying pressure poured down, even crushing the spear beams he released.
Caught off guard, Yang Pan was thrown into disarray, only able to use his Celestial Radiance Horn Divine Armor for defense and block with his spear.
Boom!
The palm print, containing vast power, smashed Yang Pan directly into the ground, with cracks spreading across the surrounding earth.
The entire bustling Forbidden City seemed frozen at that moment.
Countless faces were frozen in place.
The once arrogant and invincible Champion Marquis was now smashed into the ground.
The contrast was so immense that many were stunned for quite some time.
At this moment, a calm and indifferent voice slowly emerged.
"So this is the so-called Champion Marquis? Just so-so."
Hearing this voice, everyone suddenly looked toward the sky.
A nine-headed lion, cast in gold, appeared carrying two figures.
The white-clad figure in the front, bathed in immortal radiance, was transcendent, and the indifferent yet whimsical voice came from him.
"It’s the Jun Family’s Divine Son, he’s finally here!"
The crowd erupted, the entire arena was in an uproar!
Since the moment Yang Pan released the challenge news, everyone had been eagerly awaiting Jun Xiaoyao’s response.
But Jun Xiaoyao had never responded.
This allowed some rival factions to seize the opportunity to relentlessly criticize Jun Xiaoyao.
And now, Jun Xiaoyao had appeared.
As strong as ever!
The previously arrogant and unruly Champion Marquis now emerged from the ground with a dirt-streaked face.
Though he wasn’t seriously injured, he had really lost face.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you actually launched a sneak attack!" Yang Pan’s face was icily cold, filled with humiliation and anger.
If it hadn’t been for being caught off guard, he wouldn’t have been so embarrassed.
"Do you need to ask a fly for permission before swatting it?" Jun Xiaoyao looked at Yang Pan with a faint gaze.
His tone was full of contempt.
It wasn’t arrogance, but a naturally exuded invincible aura.
Hearing this, Yang Pan’s face turned green. As the native emperor of the Panwu Divine Dynasty, he had never been so humiliated.
On the other side, Jiang Luoli was first stunned, then let out a cheer and ran faster than a rabbit, instantly teleporting to Jun Xiaoyao’s side, clinging to him like an octopus.
Like a cute little charm accessory.
"Brother Xiaoyao, Luo Li just knew you’d come!" Jiang Luoli smiled, her starry eyes curving like crescent moons.
"Get down." Jun Xiaoyao said helplessly.
"No way, it’s been two years, four months, sixteen days, three hours, and two quarters since I last saw Brother Xiaoyao." Jiang Luoli pouted, feeling a bit aggrieved.
Jun Xiaoyao felt a slight blush hearing this.
Why did it feel like Jiang Luoli had yandere tendencies?
"If you don’t get down, how can I vent your anger?" Jun Xiaoyao sighed.
"Oh, Brother Xiaoyao, make sure to crush that big beetle." Jiang Luoli reluctantly let go.
Looking at the clingy Jiang Luoli, many young celestial prides around were driven to madness by jealousy.
Really, you can’t compare people; it’ll drive you insane.
Ye Xingyun’s face was ice-cold. If not for his character transformation, he might have been unable to resist challenging Jun Xiaoyao now.
Over at Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, Feng Qingling’s pupils contracted slightly and said, "So it really is him."
Now, Feng Qingling was completely certain that the mysterious celestial pride who had overwhelmed her was Jun Xiaoyao.
"Indeed strong, can’t be underestimated." Huang Xuanyi also showed rare seriousness.
At the Northern Wang Family, the proud young Wang Gang gave Jun Xiaoyao a glance and shook his head slightly, saying, "Not bad, but he can’t compare to big brother."
In his eyes, the Jun Family’s Divine Son was inferior to his family’s Young Emperor.
And in the corner, as soon as Xiao Chen saw Jun Xiaoyao appear, a surge of murderous intent couldn’t help but erupt from him.
But he deeply suppressed it.
He knew, now wasn’t the time yet.
Only when he truly became the Prince Consort of the Panwu Divine Dynasty would he be qualified to face Jun Xiaoyao.