Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Jun Xiaoyao, if judged by appearance alone, would definitely be akin to an Exiled Immortal, exuding an Immortal Aura.

But at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao’s methods were incomparably bloody and ruthless.

With a mere wave of his hand, he summoned hordes of Hell demons, slaughtering hundreds of Celestial Prides.

This was no longer a battle, it was sheer massacre.

Faced with the pained and desperate cries for mercy from those hundreds of Celestial Prides, Jun Xiaoyao’s handsome face remained indifferent as frost, devoid of any emotion.

Heaven and Earth are indifferent, treating all things as straw dogs.

In Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes, these Celestial Prides were merely a group of foolish ants, unworthy even of pity.

Behind him, Yan Qingying watched the scene, her eyes also lacking any hint of compassion.

Instead, she felt a sense of satisfaction.

These Celestial Prides, swayed by the Holy Church Saintess Bi Mihu, came to hunt her, but now they had become the slaughtered pigs and dogs.

To be honest, these Celestial Prides were not unforgivable, but unfortunately, they provoked Yan Qingying.

Jun Xiaoyao didn’t care if these people were good or evil; anyone who provoked him had to die.

Yan Qingying’s gaze finally settled on Jun Xiaoyao’s back.

Although Yan Qingying was very strong-willed, whenever she was beside Jun Xiaoyao, she felt an inexplicable sense of security, as if she had transformed into a little woman.

Her obsidian-like eyes were also filled with affection.

Perhaps only Jun Xiaoyao could evoke such a gaze from Yan Qingying.

On the other side, Celestial Prides kept falling and perishing.

Bi Mihu and Miao Wuxin, however, were still resisting, as their strength was exceptional and they were by no means mere cannon fodder.

”Jun Xiaoyao, as the Jun Family’s Divine Son, how could you use such an Evil Technique!” Bi Mihu gritted her silver teeth, her lips turning pale.

Fear gripped her, as in this situation, escape was impossible.

Miao Wuxin, too, was desperately resisting, shedding her former calmness and solemn elegance.

In the face of life and death, this Little Western Heaven Buddha Maiden was no different from ordinary people.

Jun Xiaoyao did not respond; instead, he looked at Bi Mihu and the others with a gaze reserved for fools.

Could there really be such moronic Defenders in the world?

Without a word, Jun Xiaoyao’s figure flickered, moving like a teleportation directly to where Bi Mihu and Miao Wuxin were.

At this moment, aside from them struggling pitifully, all the other hundreds of Celestial Prides had fallen, dying in tragically horrific conditions.

”Not good!”

Bi Mihu’s face changed dramatically, urgently gathering all her Magic Technique to fight desperately.

”Celestial Divine Judgment!”

The sky surged, holy light descended, making Bi Mihu seem like a Heavenly Maiden manifesting in the world, her Mana transformed into a beam of judgment aimed at Jun Xiaoyao.

Miao Wuxin also attacked with all her might, not expecting to defeat Jun Xiaoyao, she at least sought a way to escape.

”Flower-Plucking Buddha Hand!”

Miao Wuxin’s jade hands assumed a flower-plucking gesture, striking out a Buddha Seal, one of Little Western Heaven’s Supreme Divine Techniques.

Facing the Extreme Techniques of the two women, Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes carried a trace of faint mockery.

He casually extended a finger, terrifying Thunderous Power converging into a gigantic finger covered in thunder patterns in the void, crushing forth like the Ancient Thunder Emperor’s finger.

It was the ultimate technique within the Thunder Emperor’s Great Divine Techniques, the Thunder Emperor Finger!

With a flick of his finger, thunder raged, causing the void to boil.

Lei Mingyuan, who watched nearby, was so excited that his face flushed red as if he were about to spiral upwards into the heavens.

”Thunder Emperor Finger, the ultimate method within the Thunder Emperor’s Great Divine Techniques, I never thought that in my lifetime, I would witness this Ultimate Skill!” Lei Mingyuan trembled with excitement.

To someone with the Celestial Thunder Body like him, this Thunder Emperor Finger seemed tailor-made for him.

Of course, even though Jun Xiaoyao didn’t have the Celestial Thunder Body, with his strength, the Thunder Emperor Finger he showcased had reached Perfection and carried immense power.

Even if Lei Mingyuan acquired this Ultimate Skill, the power he could exhibit would still be no match for Jun Xiaoyao.

Rumble!

The void shook, thunder ripples scattered, the whole Soul-Ending Cliff seemed leveled to the ground.

Two figures, spewing blood, flew through the air; it was Bi Mihu and Miao Wuxin.

They were now incredibly disheveled, their once snow-white skin charred black from the lightning, losing all semblance of Holy Maiden and Buddha Maiden.

Before they could regain their senses, Jun Xiaoyao’s figure appeared in front of them like a flash.

Jun Xiaoyao reached out with both hands, clutching the jade necks of Bi Mihu and Miao Wuxin.

These two, one a lofty Holy Maiden, the other an untouchable Buddha Maiden.

Yet now, like two hens, Jun Xiaoyao had them by the necks, holding them in his hands.

Jun Xiaoyao’s physical power was inherently formidable, a casual grip leaving the two women’s faces flushed red, unable to breathe, eyes and noses running in a dreadful mess.

The surrounding crowd of Celestial Prides watching were dumbfounded.

If not witnessed with their own eyes, they would never believe the Holy Church Saintess and the Little Western Heaven Buddha Maiden could be reduced to such a state.

Not just like chickens, they were less than chickens.

”Tsk tsk, truly terrifying, what Holy Maiden and Buddha Maiden, before the Jun Family’s Divine Son, they are all trash!”

”Alas, the Jun Family’s Divine Son has the status and qualification, if it were you, you’d only be relegated to being a lapdog.”

Some Celestial Prides sighed.

If they had Jun Xiaoyao’s looks, status, and strength, who would want to be a lapdog?

At this moment, Bi Mihu and Miao Wuxin, felt unprecedented humiliation in their hearts.

If they were merely defeated, that would be one thing, but now, being carried like this, they lost all dignity.

”Jun Xiaoyao, don’t go too far, I am still the Holy Church Saintess, and the Holy Disciple is still in the Immortal Ancient World.” Bi Mihu struggled to say.

She could only use the Holy Sect and the Holy Disciple as leverage now.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled, his grip suddenly tightened.

Bi Mihu felt an even more severe suffocation, blood pouring from her mouth.

”Jun Xiaoyao, don’t kill me...” Miao Wuxin also began to plead.

A trace of amusement flickered in Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes.

”It’s said that Little Western Heaven’s monks see through life and death, but it seems they are still afraid of death. No worries, I, the Divine Son, won’t kill you...”

Jun Xiaoyao’s words made the hearts of Bi Mihu and Miao Wuxin ease momentarily.

But in the next instant, their hearts turned completely cold.

”Qingying, refining these two should allow your cultivation to break through to the True God Realm, right?” Jun Xiaoyao said.

”In response to the Young Lord, Qingying will definitely reach it!” Yan Qingying’s eyes sparkled.

These two women, one a Holy Maiden, the other a Buddha Maiden, had immensely powerful Mana and Essence Qi, not much weaker than the previous Fallen Divine Child and others.

Yan Qingying was already at the Void God Realm Great Perfection and breaking through to True God was certain.

Even if Bi Mihu wanted to be killed by Jun Xiaoyao, she would rather not be refined to death by the Devouring God Demon Technique.

”That’s not up to you.” Jun Xiaoyao said, shaking his arms and shattering all the bones in the two women’s bodies before tossing them directly to Yan Qingying.

Yan Qingying raised a hand, exhibiting the Devouring God Demon Technique, as the bodies of the two women were slowly crushed one bit at a time and turned into energy.

As they watched their flesh gradually being crushed and devoured, it was terrifying beyond words, the mere thought of it wrought havoc on one’s nerves.

A group of onlooking Celestial Prides were all dumbfounded.

Jun Xiaoyao, observing the scene around, coldly said.

”I’m sure all of you have seen, in the future, dare to use the Devouring God Demon Technique as an excuse to target followers of I, the Divine Son.”