Chaos Supreme Reincarnation

Zhang Junjian's face was as gloomy as water, and he said coldly: "I am the young master of Yaochi Holy Land, the son of Zhao Linger and Zhang Wuji, Junjian!"

His voice was like a huge bell, reverberating in the palace, forming a powerful sound wave that surged towards the Heavenly Palace guards. This sound wave contained unparalleled majesty, and wherever it passed, the golden armored guards were knocked back to the ground before they could get a few steps closer, crashing into the pillars in various parts of the hall, and blood spurted out of their mouths.

The Emperor of Heaven was shocked when he heard this. He never expected that the young man in front of him was the young master of Yaochi Holy Land. Looking at that familiar face, the Emperor of Heaven seemed to have thought of something!

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the palace became increasingly tense.

"So you are a disciple of Yao Chi." The Emperor of Heaven said in a deep voice, "Why did you trespass into my Heavenly Palace?"

Zhang Junjian said sternly: "I am here to seek justice. You people in the Heavenly Palace plotted to murder my parents. If I don't take revenge, I will be unworthy of being a human being! Marshal Tianhe dared to attack my Yaochi Holy Mother, he must die!"

After he finished speaking, the aura emanating from Zhang Junjian became like a volcano about to erupt, becoming increasingly fierce and powerful.

"Humph! This is sheer nonsense!" The Emperor's eyes widened in anger, and he slammed the table and stood up. "The Heavenly Court and Yaochi have always kept to themselves. How could I do such a thing!"

Seeing this, Zhang Junjian did not retreat, but took a step forward and said loudly: "The facts are before my eyes, and I will not allow you to quibble! Today, I will avenge my parents!"

After that, Zhang Junjian's eyes flashed with determination. He held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, chanting the mysterious sword formula. Following the guidance of the sword formula in his hands, a sword with cold light suddenly appeared in front of him, emitting a dazzling light.

Then, Zhang Junjian shouted loudly and swung the sword in his hand vigorously. In an instant, a dazzling sword light pierced through the void like lightning, and with an extremely fierce momentum, it bombarded directly towards the Emperor of Heaven.

Faced with such a fierce attack, the Emperor's expression changed slightly. But after all, he had been through many battles and reacted very quickly. He just shook his body and easily avoided the fatal blow.

However, just as the Emperor of Heaven had just gained a firm foothold, Zhang Junjian had already launched another offensive. The sword in his hand was like a nimble dragon, flying rapidly in the air, continuously swinging out powerful sword beams, sweeping towards the Emperor of Heaven.

For a moment, the sword energy was crisscrossed and the light was shining, and the whole palace was shrouded in a colorful light. The Emperor of Heaven, relying on his superb body skills and profound skills, shuttled freely between the sword lights and shadows, and started a thrilling life-and-death contest with Zhang Junjian.

As time went by, the Emperor's surprise became stronger and stronger. Although he limited his cultivation to the early stage of the Immortal Emperor, every time he fought with Zhang Junjian, he would feel an invisible pressure coming at him. And no matter what moves he used, he seemed unable to completely get rid of this passive situation, and instead felt that he was restrained by the opponent.

"Could it be that the technique this person practices really has some restraint on me?" The Emperor of Heaven thought to himself, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes. You know, with his strength and knowledge, there are very few people or techniques in the world that can make him feel this way. And it is incredible that this unknown Zhang Junjian can actually pose such a great threat to him.

"Ninth Style of Burning Sky's Fury, Lotus Pond Release...!"