Desolate Heaven Immortal Domain.This time, he sent two followers to the Kunpeng's nest because Kunpeng's divine powers were extremely important to him.If he obtained it, his strength would skyrocket.N...In a faraway land, there is an ancient legend that has been passed down through generations.

When the eon crumbled, the heavens churned, and the war between realms raged.

Six Great Dark Sequence Imprints will be born.

These six dark sequence marks will fall upon six peerless demonic prodigies.

Let it become one of the Six Kings of Ruin in apocalyptic mythology.

They will then have the opportunity to receive a mysterious inheritance, achieving true immortality.

Then the Six Immortal Kings perished, utterly shattering the Immortal Realm and ending the Two Realms War.

Of course, this is just an ancient legend passed down through the ages, its truth difficult to ascertain.

...hasn't been truly achieved yet. ...

But now, looking at the dark hexagram mark in the sky.

The entire alien world seemed to have experienced an eighteen-magnitude earthquake!

A top-ranked royal expert shouted, "Find him, go find him quickly! You must bring me the extraordinary genius who possesses the mark of the Dark Sequence!"

A wielder of the Dark Sequences Mark, if they do not fall, will almost certainly become the Undying King in the future.

In a sense, it's like possessing the Heavenly King Crown.

The top royal family, just one immortal king away from becoming a true quasi-emperor clan.

If one could procure the carefully cultivate one of the six apocalyptic kings from doomsday mythology.

That would mean gaining a future immortal king for nothing.

"You must find me the owner of the Dark Sequence Mark!"

Some top-tier royal families have mobilized.

Not only that, even the quasi-emperor clans and the truly immortal emperor clans could not hold back any longer, and began sending people to search for him.

Such a peerless genius, if one could be recruited, could at least extend the fortune of the clan for several eras!

A prodigious and talented individual is always in high demand, attracting competition from numerous factions.

"I must find that peerless genius! I will marry my daughter to him!"

Even Quasi-Emperor level powerhouses, it is rumored, have uttered such roars.

"I have ten daughters. If that demon is strong enough, there's no harm in marrying him to one of them."

"Celestial Source, Elixir of Immortality, Sovereign Weapons, anything we have can be given, as long as we can recruit that demonic prodigy!"

All parties involved have strong individuals shouting.

As one can imagine, the emergence of the Six Kings of Apocalypse from the myth of the end of days caused a great stir in the otherworldly realm.

However, the instigator Jun Xiaoyao was somewhat stunned and bewildered.

He was unaware of any apocalypse myths, no end-of-the-world Six Kings, nor any Dark Sequence.

He only felt that within this burial mound, there should be buried a genius figure similar to a celestial seed-level character.

Here, many skeletons lie. They were all powerful warriors in life.

Their remaining skeletons also possess extremely powerful energy and life essence.

And the energy from so many powerful beings' remains was gathered at that burial mound by a special formation.

Thus, it can be seen that the person buried in that mound must not be an ordinary one.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao was pondering the dark six-pointed star and the identities of the creatures in the tomb.

From atop the mound, a pale hand suddenly emerged.

A tall, muscular young man with a touch of the demonic about him.

Rose from the grave.

His hair was covered in dirt.

His clothes were very old and tattered, almost reduced to rags that clung to his body.

In his eyes, there was first a trace of bewilderment.

Then, suddenly, it was filled with a demonic brilliance.

A raspy chuckle escaped his lips.

"God is dead, demons are vanquished, and I remain alive!"

“I can feel it, this era is truly the Age of Great Strife.”

"I, guided by destiny, have arrived in this era where I shall claim the throne!"

The charismatic young man let out a long, soaring cry, his black hair flying wildly.

Laughter like thunder, shaking all directions!

But, just at this moment.

Suddenly, the young man realized a foot appeared before his eyes and slammed into his face!

Bang!

A man who had just crawled out of the grave was kicked over!

The one who steps out, naturally becomes free.

"If my guess is correct, it should be a top-tier figure from this alien realm. Just in time, my chaotic constitution still lacks an opponent."

Jun Xiao Yao spoke with an indifferent tone.

He was just worried about not finding an opponent to measure his true strength.

Just as a seed-level figure from another world emerged.

But Jun Xiaoyao was indeed mistaken.

This young man before us is far more than just a seed-level figure.

He has a dark hexagram on his wrist.

He represents the Dark Sequence in apocalyptic mythology, one of the Six Kings of Extinction!

This is even more noble than the identity of an ordinary seed-level prodigy!

"Damn it, who is it!"

The young man was frantic, shouting in rage.

He had blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and several teeth were knocked out.

His face was even more marred by a footprint.

This humiliation enraged him to the point of madness, his insides burning with fury!

He is the slumbering Dark Sequence, an existence worthy of becoming an Immortal King!

The moment the result was born, someone kicked him hard in the face.

Who can stand this

Doesn't he care about face

The young man immediately locked eyes with the white-clad man standing before him, his figure ethereal and light as if he trod upon air.

The chaotic radiance and chaotic rules surrounding him left the young men stunned.

"Is this... the Chaos body"

The young man was somewhat startled.

These days, have Chaos Bodies become so common

< How did I just wake up and bump into a Chaos body >

"Brother, do you know who I am, even if you are a chaotic being..."

A young man spoke.

He knew that if it was a true Chaos Body, its origins would surely be immense, perhaps even the descendant of an Immortal Emperor clan.

However, before he could finish his words.

Jun Xiaoyao, simple and plain, clenched his fist with five fingers, and punched out!

Boom!

In the void, chaotic qi exploded, like a nuclear bomb detonation.

The young man was thrown back once more.

He was completely dumbfounded.

Why the moment he woke up, a primordial being wanted to fight him to the death

"For the sake of being creatures of this world, do not deceive yourself!" The young man's eyes flashed with a cold light.

A rare and unique being of primordial chaos has emerged, and he is reluctant to simply obliterate it.

"A whetstone And so much talk"

A hint of impatience flashed across Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

"Die!"

The young man roared, his whole body bursting with demonic energy, no longer yielding.

He raised his hand, and from the mound of earth, another pitch-black magic spear burst forth!

A young man, wielding a pitch-black demonic gun, fired a shot straight at Jun Xiaoyao, piercing his body and annihilating the surrounding void!

"That's more like it."

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly and rose to his feet.

A brilliant glow appeared.

It was a three-foot sword embryo, slightly rough, as if it had not been forged into shape.

The blade was unsharpened, yet an extremely sharp sword qi flowed in and out of it, cleaving through the void.

Above the sword embryo, there are various flying fairy patterns, which look mysterious and profound.

This is exactly the quasi-imperial weapon, the Daluo Sword Embryo, that Jun Xiaoyao got from signing in.

Although the rank is the same as the previous Great Wilderness Halberd.

But in terms of offensive power and growth potential, it is clearly much stronger than the Dahuang Halberd.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao wields the sword embryo, like a peerless swordsman in white.

"Slashing Heaven Art!"

The lord Jun Xiaoyao wields his sword, a celestial blade in his hand. With one strike of the sword, he cleaves the world!

Sword qi traverses thirty thousand miles, the blade's light chills nineteen states!his moment, Wu Hu knelt on one knee, supporting himself with both hands on the ground.His golden eyes were tinged with blood.On his back, the eight characters inscribed on the stele radiated unparalle...