Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Everyone was dumbfounded.

A Quasi-Supreme Venerable was going to take a single strike from a Quasi-Immortal.

How was that any different from seeking death?

"Xiaoyao, don’t..." Luo Xiangling’s expression also changed slightly.

As someone who herself was a Quasi-Immortal, she understood better than anyone what that Realm represented, what kind of power it possessed.

It could be said that even a Chaos Dao Venerable had no right to utter such words before a Quasi-Immortal.

And Jun Xiaoyao?

He was merely a Quasi-Supreme Venerable.

Don’t even talk about taking a single move.

A Quasi-Immortal could snuff out countless Quasi-Supreme Venerables with just a breath.

Jun Xiaoyao’s action was simply even more absurd than using an egg to strike a stone.

"Truly laughable..." King Fufeng muttered under his breath, a cold trace of mockery flickering in his eyes.

He was also a Quasi-Immortal, and naturally understood just how foolish Jun Xiaoyao’s challenge was.

"Oh?"

Even the Quasi-Immortal of the Mojie Emperor Race was surprised.

He couldn’t fathom how Jun Xiaoyao had the gall to say such words.

"Is your confidence coming from that mysterious Immortal standing behind you?" the Mojie Emperor Race Quasi-Immortal said coldly.

The world all knew that behind the Chaos Body, there seemed to stand a mysterious Immortal.

If not for that Immortal, the other Immortal Emperor Races would have long since set their sights on the Chaos Body.

"This wager concerns only you and me, and no one else." Jun Xiaoyao said blandly.

"Very well."

The Quasi-Immortal of the Mojie Emperor Race was also straightforward, without any needless fuss.

Jun Xiaoyao’s carefree decisiveness instead made him feel a hint of appreciation.

However, since Jun Xiaoyao had killed the Emperor’s Son Mojie, there was no possibility of reconciliation between him and the Mojie Emperor Race.

Rumble!

The Quasi-Immortal of the Mojie Emperor Race directly reached out with a palm.

Though at the moment, this Quasi-Immortal was nothing more than a projected phantom image.

Yet the power of the methods he unleashed was still enough to destroy heaven and earth.

His five fingers were like pillars propping up the sky, as if they encompassed the Sun, Moon, and Stars within them.

This was a top-tier Great Divine Technique of the Mojie Emperor Race—the Heaven-Covering Hand.

When unleashed by a mighty expert, it was said to be capable of overturning even the firmament itself, encompassing all within the grasp of his hand!

The Void, unable to withstand the burden, let out cracking sounds as it shattered, breaking apart inch by inch.

The entire War God Mountain was trembling, runes surfacing and circulating.

That alone showed just how powerful this single move was.

Meanwhile, Jun Xiaoyao, clad in fluttering white robes.

Held the Divine Cry Battle Halberd in one hand, his white hair stretching three thousand feet, dancing in the Void.

His bearing was peerless, like a White-clothed Divine King descending upon the world!

Whoosh!

In Jun Xiaoyao’s hand, the Divine Cry Battle Halberd cleaved out.

It chopped toward that heaven-toppling giant palm!

He looked exactly like a Great Saint of the Demon Race in myth and legend, rebelling against the Buddha.

"Xiaoyao!"

"Young Lord!"

"Mr.!"

Luo Xiangling, Tushan Wanwan, Tushan Chun Chun, Su Hongyi, and Fei Qingxue—these several women all had drastic changes in their expressions.

The Prince of the Other Shore, Li Jiuming, Puya Demon and other Celestial King Level prodigies also fixed their gazes firmly on him.

Jun Xiaoyao could be said to be their nightmare.

If this nightmare were to end here today, that would naturally be the best outcome.

"What suspense is there left?"

Seeing this, King Fufeng lightly shook his head.

A Quasi-Supreme Venerable opposing a Quasi-Immortal was even more ridiculous than a praying mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Tens of thousands of gazes converged; heaven and earth fell silent.

Bang!

Accompanied by a dull, heavy sound.

Jun Xiaoyao’s entire body was seized by that heaven-covering giant palm, wrapped up within it.

"Xiaoyao!"

Luo Xiangling’s stunning features turned pale, and she couldn’t help but want to make a move.

"Prince Luo, this was his own choice."

King Fufeng blocked her at just the right moment.

Tushan Wanwan and the other girls also turned deathly pale.

Elder Mu’s hand clenched tightly.

Now that Jun Xiaoyao had drawn the Divine Cry Battle Halberd, in a certain sense, he should be counted as a member of the War God Academy.

After all, the War God Academy was founded by the First Generation War God.

"Chaos Body, to die by this King’s hand is a supreme honor." The Quasi-Immortal of the Mojie Emperor Race said flatly.

However...

"Hm?"

The Quasi-Immortal of the Mojie Emperor Race suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

Rumble!

Above the firmament, black clouds pressed down, layers of clouds roiling.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, colossal, unmatched Thunder howling like enraged dragons!

Amid such upheaval of heaven and earth.

A gigantic Dark Hexagram Mark emerged upon the heavens of the Exotic Realm.

The Dark Hexagram slowly rotated, carrying an ancient, mysterious, dark, vast, and domineering aura!

"This... this is..."

The tens of thousands of Exotic Realm Creatures present all widened their eyes, their thoughts stalling.

The Exotic Realm Creatures here mostly held no low status.

Naturally, they knew the legend of the Six Kings of Destruction.

Moreover, not long ago, upon the firmament, a Dark Hexagram Mark had similarly manifested.

Everyone from the Exotic Realm knew full well what this scene represented.

Dark Sequence!

Six Kings of Destruction!

Only those Six Kings of Destruction from the Doomsday Myth, who could bring a cataclysmic disaster upon the Immortal Realm, could manifest the Dark Hexagram Mark!

"Could it be that that Chaos Body is one of the Dark Sequence, one of the Six Kings of Destruction?"

The Exotic Realm Creatures present all felt their minds short-circuiting, unable to imagine it.

The Chaos Body was already legendary enough in itself.

Since his emergence into the world, he had never known defeat.

And he had even drawn out the Divine Cry Battle Halberd of the First Generation War God.

Yet now.

He was actually one of the Dark Sequence, one of the Six Kings of Destruction!

This was too dreamlike, making it hard for people to believe!

"Mr. is actually one of the Six Kings of Destruction?"

Tushan Chun Chun’s eyes widened, she too was extremely shocked.

Suddenly, she recalled the first time she met Jun Xiaoyao.

It was indeed within the Celestial Tomb.

Jun Xiaoyao had indeed said that he came from the Celestial Tomb.

With a background so mysterious, saying he was one of the Six Kings of Destruction was perfectly reasonable.

"I get it now. No wonder Mr. came from the Celestial Tomb. He’s actually one of the slumbering Dark Sequence, one of the Six Kings of Destruction!" Tushan Chun Chun’s eyes lit up.

"What did you say?" Tushan Wanwan was stunned as well.

She hadn’t expected Jun Xiaoyao’s origin to be so mysterious.

Boom!

Just as everyone was cowed by the Anomaly of the Dark Hexagram.

That heaven-covering giant palm suddenly trembled.

Then, endless black light tore out, piercing through the giant palm!

Accompanied by a world-shaking roar.

A white-clothed, white-haired figure, wielding a battle halberd, emerged once more!

Behind Jun Xiaoyao, one could vaguely see a blurry figure.

He too held the Divine Cry Battle Halberd, standing above All Heavens, exuding an incomparable, wild, tyrannical aura!

As if the All Heavens and Myriad Realms were trampled beneath his feet!

"First Generation War God!"

Elder Mu let out a shout, bowing ninety degrees toward Jun Xiaoyao!

"It’s the First Generation War God!"

"We pay respects to the War God!"

From all directions, endless uproar surged like a raging tidal wave!

The First Generation War God could be said to be a symbol of the War God Academy, a faith!

No one could defile the First Generation War God!

"How is this possible, this child is actually one of the Six Kings of Destruction?"

Even that Quasi-Immortal of the Mojie Emperor Race was shocked and surprised.

If he were only a Chaos Body with a Quasi-War God identity, then the Mojie Emperor Race would still have the qualification to deal with him.

But now.

The Dark Hexagram Mark on Jun Xiaoyao’s wrist radiated dim black light, exposing his identity as one of the Six Kings of Destruction.

And the phantom of the First Generation War God within the Divine Cry Battle Halberd was triggered, blocking the power of his Heaven-Covering Hand.

Now, if he wanted to help Emperor Mojie avenge himself, that would be nigh impossible.

"This is troublesome now."

The Quasi-Immortal of the Mojie Emperor Race furrowed his brows.

The Six Kings of Destruction were existences that could grow into Kings spoken of in the legend of the Exotic Realm.

Even the Mojie Emperor Race had no qualification to dispose of a Dark King.

"Mojie Emperor Race, keep the bigger picture in mind. The Six Kings of Destruction must not meet with mishap."

Suddenly, from the depths of the War God Academy, an ancient, weathered voice echoed forth.

"Immortal King!"

Creatures from all directions cried out in shock.

Had the Immortal King in the depths of the War God Academy finally taken a stance?

He was going to stand with Jun Xiaoyao and back him up!