The Divine Child's Invincible Bearing, Crushing Jun Wanjie and Breaking His Heart

This land fell into dead silence.

Watching Black Earth be killed in merely two moves, all the cultivators around South Heaven City secretly swallowed hard.

As a prodigy of the Black Cloud Clan, Black Earth was not merely weak—he was in fact very strong.

His strength was even comparable to the favored talents of certain great sects and lineages.

Otherwise, he could not have become Jun Wanjie's follower.

Yet now, with a mere turn of his hand and without the slightest effort, Jun Xiaoyao had slain a prodigy.

The cultivators witnessing Jun Xiaoyao make a move for the first time all had a flicker of shock rise in their eyes.

The Jun Family Divine Child, the Zero Sequence—his reputation was well deserved!

"Jun Xiaoyao!"

A furious roar exploded like thunder striking level ground.

It was Jun Wanjie. His hair stood on end in rage, and three-foot bolts of lightning burst from his eyes, revealing that his fury had reached its utmost limit.

His own follower had been killed before his very eyes. This was a naked slap across the face.

And one that showed not the slightest mercy.

Boom!

Jun Wanjie said no more. He could no longer endure it.

Whatever consequences this might bring could be discussed later. Right now, Jun Wanjie only wanted to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.

He struck out with one palm, terrifying lightning pouring forth and transforming into ten thousand streaks of thunderlight. The fluctuations were so powerful that they made hearts tremble.

This was a powerful lightning-element martial divine ability: the Eight Desolations Thunder Palm.

Empowered by Jun Wanjie's Tribulation Lightning Battle Physique, that single palm strike would leave any Divine Bridge Realm prodigy either dead or gravely wounded.

"Divine Child, be careful!"

Jun Zhangjian could not help calling out a warning.

He knew Jun Xiaoyao was powerful, but Jun Wanjie was no weakling either.

Previously, neither he nor Jun Linglong had been able to block a single move from Jun Wanjie.

Yet the moment the words left Jun Zhangjian's mouth, they caught in his throat, and his pupils slowly widened.

Jun Xiaoyao curled his five fingers into a fist and casually threw a punch. It carried not a trace of worldly flair, yet it seemed to erupt with a dragon's roar!

A phantom of a true dragon coiled around his fist and burst forth with a thunderous explosion!

It was precisely the Ancestral Dragon Nest's divine ability, Dragon Fist.

At the same time, seventy thousand Divine Elephant Particles within his body bestowed seven hundred million jin of divine strength, pouring out along with that punch!

The two layers of power stacked together, and the resulting fluctuations seemed capable of sweeping across a hundred thousand li of heaven!

Rumble!

Terrifying ripples of magical power spread out as though a miniature nuclear bomb had detonated, and all of South Heaven City seemed to tremble three times.

Before everyone's eyes, a figure flew backward from the heart of the collision like a kite with its string cut, blood splashing across the heavens!

It was none other than Jun Wanjie!

As his body flew back, the arm he had used to punch twisted at a bizarre angle. Clearly, the bones inside had all been broken.

His face was pale as he stared at Jun Xiaoyao, his gaze filled with unprecedented shock!

Many things could never be understood from mere observation. Only by experiencing them firsthand could one grasp that kind of despair!

Jun Wanjie had finally experienced the despair Ye Xingyun and Long Haotian had felt before.

It was as though he was not facing a person at all.

But a young Great Emperor!

"Jun Xiaoyao, your strength..." Jun Wanjie halted his retreating body, his pupils trembling slightly.

It was not only him. Everyone in South Heaven City was dumbfounded.

Jun Zhangjian's face was utterly blank!

He knew Jun Xiaoyao did not fear Jun Wanjie, but he had never expected such a crushing advantage.

"The Divine Child truly possesses the bearing of invincibility..." Jun Xuehuang sighed.

"Young Master..." Jun Linglong's beautiful eyes brimmed with worship and admiration.

This was her master. He was destined to be invincible in this life!

"I don't believe it. Again!"

No matter what, Jun Wanjie had risen from the bottom. His temperament was far more resolute than that of Ye Xingyun and his ilk.

He obviously could not possibly admit defeat just like this.

Lightning curled around Jun Wanjie's body. His shattered arm crackled, and then it actually recovered directly.

"As expected of the Tribulation Lightning Battle Physique. It is said that this constitution tempers the body with heavenly tribulations, making the flesh unbelievably powerful!"

Seeing Jun Wanjie's arm recover completely, many cultivators' eyes flickered.

The Tribulation Lightning Battle Physique ranked among the top three hundred of the three thousand constitutions. It naturally had its extraordinary aspects.

"So what if his body is powerful? Wasn't it still shattered by one punch from the Jun Family Divine Child? Compared with the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, the Tribulation Lightning Battle Physique is just trash!"

Many female cultivators curled their lips in disdain.

By now, they had long since become Jun Xiaoyao's mindless fans.

How many young prodigies in the entire Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain could rival him in both looks and strength?

At this moment, Jun Wanjie stood in the sky, lightning winding around his body.

There was no longer the slightest trace of contempt in his gaze toward Jun Xiaoyao.

"I cultivate a supreme art and possess the Tribulation Lightning Battle Physique. I should mete out punishment on heaven's behalf and command all lightning tribulations!"

"Eight Thunders Forbidden Extinction, Desolate Thunder God!"

Jun Wanjie threw back his head and let out a long howl. Hundreds of millions of layers of thunderlight erupted, weaving through the void.

Black tribulation clouds rolled endlessly, as if a lightning deity had manifested within them. The sight shook the hearts of all who beheld it.

"Mete out punishment on heaven's behalf? Ridiculous!" Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained calm.

"Even heaven must bow its head and submit before this Divine Child, much less you!"

Jun Xiaoyao's black hair fluttered as he spoke coldly, his domineering aura boundless.

He activated the golden Spirit Sea of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body. Vast magical power surged forth, faintly condensing into a golden divine elephant that suppressed the eternal ages of space and time.

The Divine Elephant Suppresses Prison Force was driven to its limit.

At the same time, his left hand evolved the Weapon-Slaying Art. Sabers, spears, swords, halberds, axes, battle-axes, hooks, and forks—ten thousand kinds of divine weapons condensed from the void, carrying a murderous cry that seemed capable of shattering heaven and earth.

Meanwhile, with his right hand, he used Dragon Aura to manifest a lifelike phantom of a true dragon. It was the Ancestral Dragon Nest divine ability he had refined from Dragon Essence, the True Dragon Heaven-Binding Art.

With both techniques unleashed, the true dragon phantom charged into the heavens and crashed into the lightning deity amid the black tribulation clouds. As the two collided, heaven and earth collapsed!

The ten thousand divine weapons then surged toward Jun Wanjie.

"How could this be..."

Before Jun Wanjie could react, he was struck.

Even though he defended with all his strength, he still suffered a violent impact. He could not help coughing up a mouthful of blood, his bones broken and tendons snapped.

Jun Xiaoyao summoned Demon Wings and moved through the void at extreme speed. In an instant, he appeared above Jun Wanjie. Empowered by divine strength, he brought down one foot like a divine king setting foot upon the world.

Boom!

A sound that made scalps tingle rang out.

That kick landed directly on Jun Wanjie's chest.

Their bodies fell like meteors.

Accompanied by a roaring crash.

Jun Wanjie's body slammed heavily into the ground, while Jun Xiaoyao's foot remained planted on his chest, one hand held behind his back.

His robes fluttered, untouched by even a speck of dust.

The contrast was too immense, creating an unreal feeling.

The Jun Family's Fifth Sequence was now pinned beneath Jun Xiaoyao's foot, unable to move.

Was Jun Wanjie weak?

Absolutely not. Everyone had witnessed Jun Wanjie's might just moments ago.

Then only one conclusion remained.

Jun Xiaoyao was simply too strong.

Moreover, many people could tell that Jun Xiaoyao had not used his full strength at all.

He had not even used his Supreme Bone or the Sacred Body's phenomena.

"Jun Xiaoyao, remove your foot!" Jun Wanjie's face flushed the color of pig liver as he roared, unable to remain calm.

Boom!

Yet upon hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao brought his foot down heavily once more, making blood gush from Jun Wanjie's mouth as his breastbone shattered.

"Wouldn't it have been better to obediently remain your Fifth Sequence? Yet you insisted on being so blind," Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"I haven't lost yet. As long as you give me time..." Jun Wanjie's expression twisted savagely as he roared unwillingly.

"I have no interest in a defeated opponent. Even if I gave you a hundred thousand years, you would only be able to watch my back in vain, until it vanished beyond your sight..."

Jun Xiaoyao's words were simply a blade thrust straight into the heart.

Jun Wanjie's face turned red, then blue. He spat out another mouthful of heart's blood, so enraged that his Dao heart was on the verge of collapsing!