ly, from top to bottom, holds the Cang family's ancestor in utmost respect.Hearing that it was the patriarch of the Cang Family's order, the Cang Family's elder and others were speechless.powerful add..."That…that aura is, divine energy"

Wang Teng and Long Aotian, both of them had their eyes wide open, their eyeballs bulging.

Their eyes were fixed on the celestial energy swirling around Jun Xiaoyao, their hearts churning with a wave of shock.

Mystical!

It's not an exaggeration, it's truly a strand of fairy air!

"How is that possible Didn't it say that only the prodigies who obtained immense opportunities on the Emperor's Road could possibly condense immortal energy Why have you condensed it now"

Even with Wang Teng's deep and cunning nature, he couldn't help but gasp.

A wisp of fairy energy is incredibly terrifying.

On the Emperor's Road, a celestial prodigy who has condensed an aura of immortality often crushes other prodigies and is considered a small overlord on the Emperor's Road.

However, the imperial road hasn't opened yet, and Jun Xiaoyao has already condensed a wisp of fairy qi.

Doesn't this mean that Jun Xiaoyao, before even entering the Imperial Road, has already become a giant-like figure

This made Wang Teng and others unacceptable.

If outsiders knew that Jun Xiaoyao had already condensed immortal energy now, it would definitely cause a huge sensation!

Long Aotian's eyes also flickered, his expression turning cold.

Jun Xiaoyao's power constantly exceeded his expectations.

"You know nothing of power." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes held a mixture of amusement and pity.

Think about it, if he were a Dragon Awe-inspiring or Wang Teng, encountering an opponent like himself, wouldn't he be desperate too

"Let's strike together, Jun Xiaoyao must die!" Long Aotien let out a furious roar.

Dressed in the Emperor Dragon Armament, his strength had temporarily reached the Dao God Realm. The great supernatural powers of the Tai Xu Ancient Dragon Clan were also displayed by him.

"Void Dragon Fist!"

Long Aotian unleashed a punch, his fist glowing with interwoven Dao patterns. The punch manifested as a surging wave of energy, like the roar of an ancient dragon shaking the very void!

Wang Teng also used his trump cards.

For he knew that if he did not act now, he would probably lose his chance to act at all.

"Strike me with the Path of Enlightenment!"

Wang Teng held the golden holy sword, using his true heart as the blade. A vast expanse of golden sword light swept out, carrying a terrifying will to prove the Dao!

Both players have laid bare their cards and are now joining forces.

Even the previous God of War, facing the two's desperate fight at this moment, might have been severely wounded.

But the Duke's face, was a calm like a lake.

It activated Da Luo's immortal body, bestowing upon it a layer of celestial qi.

Now, Jun Xiaoyao doesn't even need to use any divine powers.

He kept it simple, pushing with one hand!

Flecks of Daoist patterns materialized in the void, and the wisp of celestial energy on his mortal body trembled slightly.

Suddenly, Jun Xiaoyao's palm wind became even more fierce, causing violent ripples in the void.

Bang!

Jun Xiaoyao unleashed a palm strike, empowered by both the immortal essence of Da Luo's immortal body and the celestial qi of his physical form.

This palm strike is simply a hundred times more powerful than any divine ability!

Boom!

Wang Teng and Long Aotian, their bodies like broken kites, were sent flying backwards. The sound of cracking bones filled the air as they tumbled, blood mixed with internal organs spewing from their mouths.

With a single palm strike, Wang Teng and Long Aotian were both severely injured!

Boom!

The two figures crashed heavily to the ground.

The emperor dragon armor on Long Aotian was covered in cracks.

Wang Teng also vomited blood with a big mouthful, his face extremely pale.

Despair!

Even with the arrogant dispositions of Long Aotian and Wang Teng, at this moment, there was only utter despair in their hearts.

Jun Xiaoyao is simply ridiculously strong!

"Why, why in this world, would someone like Jun Xiaoyao appear" Wang Teng was baffled.

He was already a prodigy, but compared to Jun Xiaoyao, he was nothing.

"The title of Son of Heaven, you are unworthy." Jun Xiaoyao's brow furrowed, a divine chain of order shot out, transforming into a golden short sword and aimed at Wang Teng's primordial spirit.

A snicker!

Wang Teng's entire body fell backward, his primordial spirit shattered by the Yuhuang Dao sword.

Only then did Jun Xiaoyao retract his gaze, looking at Long Aotien with an indifferent expression.

It's your turn.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, and the celestial energy of his physical body wrapped around his arms.

Blessed by celestial Qi, Jun Xiaoyao's current physical power has surpassed the limit of 10 billion jin!

This punch could shatter even the mightiest mountains into dust!

"Hehehe... Jun Xiaoyao, do you really think you are destined by heaven"

Long Aotian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with one hand, his face contorted with a grim sneer, and a hint of eerie madness flashed in his eyes.

"Oh" Jun Xiaoyao looked at him calmly.

"I, Long Aotian, am the one destined to rule Heaven!"

As soon as Long Aotian finished speaking, the black dragon-shaped ring on his finger suddenly emitted a sinister black glow.

Then, a wave of terrifying aura surged into the sky.

As if the gates of hell's underworld were flung open, an endless torrent of ghostly wind howled.

The pitch-black soul power condensed in mid-air, finally transforming into a towering demonic shadow with black dragon scales covering its entire body.

A terrifying aura emanated, the faint pressure stronger than that of an ordinary supreme being.

...even stronger than Li Xin, one of the Eight Generals under Heaven's King! ...

"This is..." Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression remaining calm.

"As long as you kill this man, I will agree to all your demands!" Long Aotian glared at Jun Xiaoyao with burning hatred in his eyes.

"Rest assured, you are destined to be with me. Your enemies, before me, are nothing but ants." The figure, a shadowy being with black dragon scales, said in a cold voice.

"This aura doesn't belong to the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm. Could it be the Supreme Remnant left behind by a powerful being from another realm" Jun Xiaoyao mused.

"Heh, you have some sense. This emperor is an outsider, a descendant of the Fallen Dragon Clan, the Evil Dragon Emperor!" The demonic figure said.

"I see," Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

It's probably the regret of this evil dragon emperor that's dwelling on that pitch-black evil dragon ring, then picked up by Long Aotien.

I have to say, the protagonist's good fortune is truly abundant.

"You are free, prepare to die." A trace of malicious glee danced across Long Aotian's face.

Even as a wisp of resentment, the Evil Dragon Emperor was beyond Jun Xiaoyao's ability to withstand.

And at that moment, on the other side, Wang Teng, who had originally been lying on the ground, also suddenly struggled to get up.

"Hmm" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed with a hint of curiosity.

After Wang Teng stood up, his face still retained a pale tinge, but the look in his eyes as he gazed at Jun Xiaoyao was extremely cold.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you made me understand what death feels like. Next, you'll taste it too." Wang Teng's voice was filled with extreme killing intent.

"Interesting, didn't I already shatter your primordial spirit" Jun Xiaoyao remained calm and asked curiously.

"Haha…" Wang Teng smiled. A light suddenly surged within his brow.

Immediately, a dilapidated ancient rune hovered in mid-air, radiating an imperial aura.

"A fragmented Emperor's Weapon" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flickered slightly.

This fragmentary ancient talisman, unexpectedly possessing the power to protect one's primordial spirit, was beyond Jun Xiaoyao's expectations.

Wang Teng and Long Aotian, their luck is indeed extraordinary. They were able to find their own opportunities even within the Bronze Immortal Palace.

But that's alright, a fattened-up bunch of chives is more enticing for Jun Xiaoyao to harvest.n thousand drops of water make a small puddle.And how many countless billions and trillions of drops of water are thereThat is an unstoppable torrent!Throughout the heavens and earth, countless forces...