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Chapter 56: Crushing Ancient Relic Species with a Fist – Are All These Powerhouses So Brainless?

Chapter 56: Chapter 56: Crushing Ancient Relic Species with a Fist – Are All These Powerhouses So Brainless?


The ancient relic species in the Unity Realm, even Ji Xuan finds it not so simple to deal with.


Let alone Jun Xiaoyao, whose realm is lower.


Although Ji Bangyin didn’t say anything mocking or belittling, there was a hint of amusement in his words.


Jun Zhantian’s old face showed no change, and he even smiled.


He was more than clear about Jun Xiaoyao’s strength.


Outside the Venerable Secret Treasure, watching the charging Demon Ape, Jun Xiaoyao’s divine and graceful face showed no trace of fluctuation.


With a raise of his hand, the boundless Golden Spirit Sea within him surged and roared.


The mighty golden mana, like a vast ocean, was magnificent and surging.


In the void, mana condensed into knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, and other Divine Weapons.


It was the Jun Family’s Martial Arts Divine Techniques, the Soldier Attack Technique.


"Go!"


Jun Xiaoyao thrust his hand forward, thousands of divine weapons transformed into a golden torrent, blasting toward the Demon Ape.


Seeing this, the Demon Ape roared to the sky, and the black miasma around it surged, condensing into Black Armor on its body.


Boom!


A heaven-shaking collision erupted, the Soldier Attack Technique shattered the Demon Ape’s Black Armor, but it didn’t cause too much harm to its flesh body.


"No wonder it’s an ancient relic species." Jun Xiaoyao was slightly surprised.


The Demon Ape, seeing this, had a black horn on its forehead, radiating dark runes, transforming into a beam of light like annihilation, shooting toward Jun Xiaoyao.


From all directions, some cultivators who rushed here all raised their eyes to watch.


Just arriving Ji Xuan, Xiao Chen, and the hidden Wu Mingyue also cast their attentions.


Jun Xiaoyao’s expression was as calm as water.


He once again used the Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Strength.


A dark Nether God Illusion spread from his body.


It was the strongest defense in the Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Strength, the Nether God Guardian!


Pang!


The dark beam fell on the Nether God Guardian, stirring ripples, but unable to break the defense.


Even the ferocious Demon Ape, with its blood-red eyes, was slightly stunned, evidently not expecting this human, whose realm was lower than its own, to be able to withstand its Supreme Divine Techniques.


Jun Xiaoyao’s back extended Demon Wings, enhancing his speed, instantly flashing to the front of the Demon Ape.


He formed a Seal Technique with his hands, an imposing figure reaching the heavens above and descending to the Nine Netherworld, manifesting between heaven and earth.


A terrifying power that suppressed the universe, sun, moon, heaven, and earth surged from Jun Xiaoyao!


He stood among the illusion of an Emperor, resembling a son of a divine deity presiding over heaven and earth!


With the Human King Seal unleashed, it suppressed heaven and earth!


Boom!


Like an Ancient Divine Mountain descending, Jun Xiaoyao struck with a seal, directly knocking the Demon Ape to the ground, causing its skin to split, and blood to flow.


The Demon Ape roared in anger, but Jun Xiaoyao slammed another punch.


The vast fist wind, as if forming a spatial storm, shook the eight wastes!


Bang! Bang! Bang!


After three punches, this fierce ancient relic species completely lost its breath.


Silence enveloped the surroundings!


It was an utterly shocking sight that stunned the spectators!


Jun Xiaoyao appeared immortal and handsome, like a transcendent being untouched by worldly matters.


Yet, when he acted, his violence was such that three punches forcefully reduced an ancient relic species to a pulp.


Ji Xuan’s gaze was more solemn than ever.


Xiao Chen clenched his fists tightly, eyes filled with unwillingness and a faint hint of fear!


Jun Xiaoyao was too strong.


Xiao Chen thought that after years of cultivation, he had completely caught up with Jun Xiaoyao.


But now it seemed, Jun Xiaoyao’s strength still made him feel hopeless.


And hidden in the dark, Wu Mingyue’s Autumn Water Bright Gaze also carried shock.


There is no emptiness in fame, as the saying goes.


In the void above the Taixu Forest.


Ji Bangyin wanted to say something, but couldn’t utter a word.


Jun Zhantian stroked his beard and said happily, "Ah, my grandson is perfect except for not knowing how to keep a low profile."


Ji Bangyin hearing this, his expression stiffened, feeling a lump in his throat, completely uncomfortable.


However, fortunately, Ji Xuan’s performance was not bad either, otherwise Ji Bangyin would really have no face to stay here.


"This era of great strife seems to be the stage for the Jun Family’s Divine Son alone." The Jiang family Elder lamented.


He intended no other meaning, as Jun Xiaoyao was also Jiang Rou’s son, counting as half a member of the Jiang Family.


"Humph, the result is still undecided, saying such things now is too early." An Elder of the Azure Dragon Lineage said dryly.


Meanwhile, near the Venerable Secret Treasure, at the Dragon Jade Pool of the Ancestral Dragon Nest.


Also, the Nine-headed Lion Race and the Heaven-Devouring Sparrow Lineage were coming from another direction of the Taixu Forest.


Momentarily, outside the Primordial Heaven Venerable Secret Realm, various forces gathered, and the atmosphere became tense.


Long Bi Chi first noticed Jun Xiaoyao.


This was not deliberate.


It’s just that whenever Jun Xiaoyao stood there, it felt like the center of the universe, drawing everyone’s gaze involuntarily.


"Are you Jun Xiaoyao?" Long Bi Chi looked at Jun Xiaoyao and asked calmly.


"You are..." Jun Xiaoyao looked on indifferently.


He could easily see that this woman had dragon horns, likely a celestial pride from the Ancestral Dragon Nest.


"I am Long Bi Chi of the Azure Dragon Lineage of the Ancestral Dragon Nest." Long Bi Chi spoke with a hint of arrogance.


Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze turned slightly quirky.


After a while, he said, "Hmm, truly a name blooming with fragrant words..."


Long Bi Chi looked at Jun Xiaoyao with confusion, not understanding his meaning.


In another direction, golden divine radiance shined throughout the heavens and earth.


A majestic Golden Lion, strolling the void, causing the sky to tremble.


Its most special feature is having nine heads, with blood like a rolling tide.


All nine heads simultaneously roared like thunder rumbling, reaching the peak of strength.


"It’s the young Supreme of the Nine-headed Lion Race!" Many human cultivators’ faces turned pale with surprise.


The Nine-headed Lion Race, absolutely a very powerful ancient race.


Legend has it that in the distant past, the Nine-headed Lion Lineage wreaked havoc uncontested, only subdued by a Buddha Emperor, becoming a mount and Dharma Protector.


In the near past, though the Nine-headed Lion Race was few in number, there was still an unparalleled Supreme Venerable, known as the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint, who made that lineage famous.


If not for the scarcity of this race, they could definitely rank among the Ancient Royal Family.


"This young Supreme, could he be a descendant of the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint?" A human celestial pride looked with dread.


The Nine-headed Lion looked at Jun Xiaoyao, articulating, "Indeed, the young Supreme of the Human Race, your strength is formidable, worthy of following this king."


On the other side of the sky, suddenly a demonic wind lifted, and a giant black bird shrouded the sky as it came.


Its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky, its eyes like two blood moons hanging high.


Wherever it passed, it carried a bloody aura, causing many human cultivators to turn pale.


The Heaven-Devouring Sparrow Race, another ancient race with vicious reputation.


"The Human Race isn’t even qualified as followers; they’re merely destined as blood food..."


This Heaven-Devouring Sparrow spoke, focusing on Jun Xiaoyao with eyes emitting a bloodthirsty gleam.


The Heaven-Devouring Sparrow Race is extremely fierce, fond of consuming human flesh and blood.


And Jun Xiaoyao’s Desolate Ancient Sacred Body is akin to a great human medicine, comparable to Tang Monk’s Flesh.


However, this Heaven-Devouring Sparrow also knew that Jun Xiaoyao had a Guardian, so it didn’t dare envision devouring him.


Looking at these arrogant ancient creatures spewing words, Jun Xiaoyao slightly tilted his head and asked curiously.


"Are all you ancient races this brainless?"