Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

These two people, one is the invincible Jun Family’s Divine Son sweeping across the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm.

The other is one of the Ten Little Kings of the Ancient Burial Land, the strongest celestial pride of the Fallen Feather Race.

At this moment, the two are facing off, a chilling intent roaring between heaven and earth, causing the Burial Soil creatures throughout Baiwang City to feel a chill.

”I didn’t expect the aura of that outsider from the Human Race to be so formidable.”

”Yeah, at first I thought that outsider from the Human Race would be easily defeated by the Fallen Feather Saint Son, but now it seems it’s a bit uncertain.”

Jun Xiaoyao, even without deliberately releasing his aura, has that innate invincible aura, making many creatures feel terrified.

This is because they don’t know Jun Xiaoyao’s status from the outer Immortal Realm.

Otherwise, they would be worried about the Fallen Feather Saint Son, not Jun Xiaoyao.

”Hmm?” The Fallen Feather Saint Son’s gaze fixed on Jun Xiaoyao, with a hint of faint surprise and doubt in his eyes.

Jun Xiaoyao at this moment actually gives him a strong sense of danger.

This feeling is something the Fallen Feather Saint Son has never experienced before.

But the Fallen Feather Saint Son remains unafraid, not only because he has confidence in himself, but also because he brought Xue Ling and the Celestial Nether Elders this time.

Faced with this outsider from the Human Race, how could it possibly handle a Saint?

Thinking of this, the Fallen Feather Saint Son calms his mind.

Jun Xiaoyao stands in the void, first giving the Fallen Feather Saint Son a slight glance.

Cultivation of Divine Flame Realm Minor Perfection.

Jun Xiaoyao did not need to care even before his breakthrough, let alone after his breakthrough, dealing with a Fallen Feather Saint Son is rather easy.

His gaze shifts to Snake Princess.

”Not bad, you’ve brought your master here, your task can be considered complete.” Jun Xiaoyao said.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao’s cold eyes, Snake Princess has a sinking feeling, sensing something ominous.

Jun Xiaoyao raises his hand, snapping his fingers lightly.

Bang!

The entire delicate body of Snake Princess explodes, limbs and pieces flying everywhere.

Many impurities spatter onto the Fallen Feather Saint Son beside.

This scene took everyone by surprise.

The Fallen Feather Saint Son was momentarily stunned, then a strong wrath erupted from his eyes.

Jun Xiaoyao actually killed his follower right in front of him.

This is not just provocation anymore, but utter humiliation!

”Courting death!”

Without any further words, the Fallen Feather Saint Son immediately strikes, raising his hand, black dead qi swirling, transforming into a pitch-black great seal, pressing down directly towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao stands with hands clasped, calmly watching the technique coming from the Fallen Feather Saint Son.

With everyone surrounding them in the utmost confusion.

A shocking event occurred.

That pitch-black great seal, upon approaching the ten zhang around Jun Xiaoyao, unexpectedly dissipates completely, disappearing entirely.

”This... what’s going on?” The Fallen Feather Saint Son was completely stunned.

Not only him, but the Burial Soil creatures surrounding Baiwang City also had rigid expressions, rubbing their eyes thinking they were seeing illusions.

”It’s that ability again!” Cang Yue’s beautiful eyes flashed.

Jun Xiaoyao is not using Mana Immunity for the first time.

This ability is simply unimaginable.

After all, immunizing against all mana attacks, this ability, is too heaven-defying, it is beyond general comprehension.

”What method did you use?” The Fallen Feather Saint Son also flashed surprise and doubt in his eyes.

He strikes again.

”Soul-Crying Claw!”

The Fallen Feather Saint Son extends his hand, dense dead qi rolling, transforming into a pitch-black giant claw, with a gesture seemingly able to tear the void.

However, this claw also dissipates into the void upon striking down.

”This...” The Fallen Feather Saint Son’s mind was a bit muddled.

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

As his realm and strength improve, the ability of Mana Immunity has also increased.

Even the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist blessed with six divine techniques couldn’t break through Mana Immunity with one punch.

How could the Fallen Feather Saint Son break through with just these two techniques?

”I don’t believe it!”

The Fallen Feather Saint Son is no idiot, quickly realizing.

If mana is ineffective, then it surely cannot be that physical combat is also ineffective.

The Fallen Feather Saint Son vibrates his wings behind, his body like an arrow, instantly flashing to Jun Xiaoyao’s presence, fist clenched, he strikes down on Jun Xiaoyao’s head.

The Fallen Feather Race may not be known for physical power, but their bodies are extremely powerful.

Moreover, the Burial Soil creatures, being buried underground for long years, have bodies that are generally stronger than the Immortal Realm creatures.

So the Fallen Feather Saint Son is quite confident in his physical power.

However, what he sees is the mocking smile at Jun Xiaoyao’s lips.

”You’ve come to deliver yourself to death, then Jun Mou will be unceremonious.” Jun Xiaoyao also simply strikes with a punch.

Bang!

As if the void cracked, blood and energy burst, saturating to the utmost point, giving off a sense as though a True Dragon is emerging.

”This...”

The Fallen Feather Saint Son’s face immediately changed dramatically.

Yet he couldn’t retract his body anymore.

Boom!

A single punch and the entire right arm of the Fallen Feather Saint Son shattered!

The Fallen Feather Saint Son spat blood continuously, his entire person hurled away.

Complete overwhelming crushing!

All the Burial Soil creatures of Baiwang City were stunned, bodies stiff, lingering in place!

Had they not witnessed it, who would dare believe it?

The dignified Fallen Feather Saint Son, one of the Ten Little Kings, was struck so wretchedly with a single punch.

”Such terrifying blood and energy, that young man from the Human Race is like a True Dragon reborn.”

”Too strong, not only having that weird ability to immunize mana attacks, but the flesh is also so formidable, this youth in the Immortal Realm is definitely a top-tier celestial pride!”

The surrounding Burial Soil creatures, witnessing, are mentally exploding, completely unprepared for seeing this scene.

”Saint Son!”

Xue Ling, the Celestial Nether Elders of the Fallen Feather Race, their faces also changed.

”Damn it, I don’t believe it!” The Fallen Feather Saint Son’s eyes turned blood-red.

Now, as the Ten Kings’ Grand Banquet nears, if he loses to an outsider from the Human Race.

What face would be left to attend the Ten Kings’ Grand Banquet?

The Fallen Feather Saint Son’s whole body explodes with dead qi, Death Nether Qi swirling, rising up, converging in mid-air into a massive black sphere.

”Death Nether Dark Sun!”

The Fallen Feather Saint Son uses his extreme technique; this move nearly gathers all his full strength, terrifyingly powerful.

The void resonates with dark ripples, terrifying the surrounding spectators.

This technique is enough to obliterate any ordinary Divine Fire Realm creature.

”Go!”

The Fallen Feather Saint Son roars in anger, and the Death Nether Dark Sun shoots out towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Its power is overwhelming as if intending to destroy the world!

The Fallen Feather Saint Son stares intently at Jun Xiaoyao as the Death Nether Dark Sun crashes towards him.

To the Fallen Feather Saint Son’s relief, the Death Nether Dark Sun didn’t disappear, only its power was greatly diminished.

”Indeed, you’re not invincible!” The Fallen Feather Saint Son laughs to the sky, feeling completely relaxed.

At least that bizarre Mana Immunity of Jun Xiaoyao isn’t completely invincible.

Otherwise, there’d be no fight at all.

”Just that makes you so happy?” Jun Xiaoyao looked at the Fallen Feather Saint Son with a glance of pity.

He raises his hand, displaying the Devouring God Demon Technique, unveiling a terrifying black whirlpool.

The weakened Death Nether Dark Sun is effortlessly swallowed by the Devouring God Demon Technique.

Then Jun Xiaoyao’s chest glows, projecting a Heaven’s Tribulation Light towards the Fallen Feather Saint Son.

The Fallen Feather Saint Son hurriedly defends, grey wings behind blocking in front.

With a resounding boom, the Fallen Feather Saint Son is again repelled.

Jun Xiaoyao steps through the void, like Eight Steps to Catching a Cicada, pursuing and punching down again.

”Not good!” The two Fallen Feather Race saints’ expressions changed greatly upon witnessing this.

This outsider from the Human Race truly dares to kill the Fallen Feather Saint Son in front of everyone!