Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The Teng Snake Demon Lord had no choice but to send someone to duel with Jun Wuxie.

As soon as the Teng Snake tribe's King of Prodigies entered the arena, he directly underwent extreme sublimation, releasing the power of secret techniques. After a tens of thousands-fold increase, he unleashed his strongest divine ability, evolving the Divine Form of the Teng Snake.

A massive Teng Snake, its body filling the sky, pounced towards Jun Wuxie.

Jun Wuxie pointed forward with his fingers together, stepping on the "Line" word incantation, his speed so fast that the Teng Snake Divine Form couldn't react at all.

In an instant, the head of the Teng Snake Divine Form was pierced, its body exploded, turning into a rain of laws filling the sky.

Jun Wuxie's attack didn't stop there. After shattering the Teng Snake Divine Form, he continued to advance, shattering all the divine abilities of the Teng Snake tribe's King of Prodigies. When he was about to deliver a fatal blow, he stopped and instead grabbed his neck, lifting him into the air.

The Teng Snake tribe's King of Prodigies stared at him fiercely, his eyes filled with coldness and venom. He kicked his legs, trying to break free, but he couldn't.

Under the Teng Snake Demon Lord's icy gaze, Jun Wuxie slightly trembled his palm, and the entire body of the King of Prodigies he controlled directly exploded into blood and mud, leaving only his head, causing him to scream miserably.

"Next."

Jun Wuxie casually threw the head at the feet of the Teng Snake Demon Lord, angering the Teng Snake Demon Lord to the point of trembling, but he was helpless.

"Patriarch Lingyun, isn't it your turn?"

The Teng Snake Demon Lord didn't want his people to go up continuously. Among their several forces, there were still people from the Lingyun Ancient Family who hadn't gone up yet.

"Since it's a ranking competition, and you've already sent people up, my Lingyun Ancient Family should naturally send someone up."

Patriarch Lingyun didn't refuse. Of course, he also wanted his people to go up later, but he knew the current situation and couldn't remain silent anymore.

He signaled to one of the three prodigies.

That prodigy's eyes were very cold as he entered the arena.

Although he had seen Jun Wuxie display his divine power, there seemed to be no fear in his eyes.

This King of Prodigies immediately underwent extreme sublimation, showing his strongest posture. Countless sword energies rushed out of his body, weaving around him.

"Jun Wuxie, take my sword!"

He raised his hands high, and an ancestral artifact, a Saint Sword, was offered. The runes engraved on it all lit up, and vast true energy was frantically injected into the sword, causing the sword body to release a chilling killing aura, even with some Saint Ancestor pressure permeating out.

In his hands, the ancestral artifact couldn't fully unleash its power, but it could release some Saint Ancestor power. Even if its power wasn't as good as a Saint Ancestor, it was definitely above a Half-Step Saint Ancestor!

"Damn it! Using an ancestral artifact is one thing, but forcibly releasing the power of the ancestral artifact, is this even his own power?"

The spectating crowd questioned, feeling that this was cheating and too disadvantageous to God Jun, since God Jun didn't have a weapon in his hand.

Clang!

The sound of the sword echoed through the sky!

The King of Prodigies of the Lingyun Ancient Family held the sword and slashed fiercely. The sword light was astonishing, cutting through space and dividing the sky within the arena in half.

The vast sword energy, like a Milky Way pouring down, stretched for thousands of miles. The terrifying power made the people outside the arena feel chills all over their bodies, and they couldn't help but worry for Jun Wuxie.

Seeing this, Jun Wuxie took a step forward. In an instant, a long river appeared under his feet, and the aura of the mortal world swept across the vastness.

This long river was like an epic carrying the years, stirring up the waves of time, and blooming with the power of civilization.

With a wave of his sleeve, the waves in the surging river rapidly rose, rolled up into the high sky, and turned into a sword dragon roaring to meet the slashing sword energy.

The two collided, and the remaining power quickly spread, shattering countless layers of space.

In an instant, the sword energy was covered with cracks, as if broken glass shattered into pieces.

Clang!

The sword dragon roared, its body soaring and continuing to rush forward.

The King of Prodigies of the Lingyun Ancient Family held his sword and slashed, using some kind of body technique, transforming into thousands of figures, and fiercely fighting with the sword dragon.

In the next moment, the sword dragon cried out, its head rotating at high speed, directly penetrating all obstacles, strangling all the opponent's afterimages, breaking through all his defenses, making him unable to dodge, and piercing through his body.

The body of the King of Prodigies of the Lingyun Ancient Family shook violently. He looked down at the huge bloody hole in his body, his internal organs were twisted into blood and mud.

"Releasing the power of the ancestral artifact, you're just slightly stronger than those people before."

Jun Wuxie flicked his sleeve and sent him flying, falling in front of Patriarch Lingyun.

The King of Prodigies covered his chest, blood constantly flowing from his mouth, his lips trembling, unable to speak.

Suddenly, there was an eerie silence again.

That young man was too strong, so strong that he couldn't be resisted at all, making people despair!

People used to not know what invincibility was, they had never seen it before.

Today was an eye-opener. This was true invincibility at the same level!

Even with many minor realms of difference in the major realm, no one could withstand his edge. Looking at the entire arena, no participant could last a round!

If the rules of the ranking competition didn't allow killing opponents, people wouldn't doubt that God Jun could kill any opponent in one move!

"Who's next?" Jun Wuxie's deep eyes swept across the major forces and said lightly: "Don't think about delaying time and waiting for my energy to be depleted. Because that's very naive. Even if you delay until tomorrow, you still won't be able to get your wish."

Jun Wuxie was very candid and told the truth.

He wasn't the same as he was in the lower realm back then.

As the intensity of his talent growth continued to increase, his physical body was much stronger than it was back then.

This strength was not only stronger after the realm improved, but the limit of the physical body in the current realm was far beyond what it was back then.

In his current state, the backlash of the more than a thousand times of sublimation that his physical body endured was like a tickle to him.

"A bluff!"

Qingmu Ran sneered. Of course, he didn't believe it. He thought that Jun Wuxie was talking nonsense and playing psychological warfare here, but in reality, he was guilty.

How could this perverted and unbelievable degree of sublimation last for a long time? Even a physical body cast in sacred gold couldn't withstand it!

To dare to boast that he could maintain it until tomorrow, such words were too ridiculous, were they treating them as fools?

"God Jun of Dawn, why do you need to play psychological warfare with us? Are you assuming that cultivators like us don't understand the common sense of cultivation? Who can maintain a high-intensity sublimated state for a long time?"

There was no lack of sarcasm in the Teng Snake Demon Lord's words.

"God Jun of Dawn, you should be almost out of energy, right? Although you haven't left the arena, and every time you attack you are incredibly powerful, creating the illusion that you can easily maintain this state, the fact is that you are already at the end of your rope. You're not leaving the arena to rest because this state of sublimation can only be sustained in one breath. Once you remove the sublimation secret technique, you will suffer an extremely violent backlash, at which point you will be unable to carry out this state of sublimation again. Am I wrong?"

The Lord of the Mirage Marsh had a cold smile on his face. He firmly believed in his judgment. It was a pity that the three Kings of Prodigies of his sect had all suffered heavy injuries and were unable to fight again.

Before, he was a little hot-headed, swayed by strong emotions, to the point of forgetting to conserve strength.

However, their goal was to severely injure Jun Wuxie and defeat him. It didn't really matter which family's King of Prodigies ultimately defeated him.

"You guys are really smart. Everything you said is right. I am indeed at the end of my rope. So now, who will defeat me at the end of my rope?"

"I will!"

The King of Prodigies of the Qingmu Family sublimated all the way, showing his strongest posture before entering the arena.

Just as he was about to use his divine ability to attack, the river of years under Jun Wuxie's feet stirred up waves that surged over. Every wave seemed to be wrapped in ten thousand zhang of the mortal world. The aura rushed towards him, causing his Dao heart to throb incessantly in an instant.

Almost at the same time, the waves bloomed, evolving into three thousand floating worlds, the rise and fall of civilizations, the prosperity of the golden age, and the destruction of doomsday.

The King of Prodigies of the Qingmu Family felt an unspeakable great force surging over, causing him to suffocate, and he resisted and counterattacked with all his strength.

However, all his methods seemed so powerless.

His divine ability was annihilated. Under the blooming waves, it was swallowed by the historical scenes that were presented. With a bang, he flew out, his body quickly cracking, blood flowing like a torrent, the true energy in his body was disordered, out of control, and his body fell directly from the air.

People watched this scene in shock.

This time, God Jun didn't even move a finger. Just the waves stirred up by the river of the mortal world under his feet severely injured the King of Prodigies of the Qingmu Family!

Jun Wuxie came to him and kicked him out, sending him crashing in front of Qingmu Ran.

The veins on Qingmu Ran's neck bulged, and he was so angry that he was about to explode!

That damned Jun Wuxie, why was he still so strong, and seemed to be getting stronger and stronger!

This simply didn't make sense and subverted the common sense of the cultivation world!

"People of the Qingmu Family, come up and get beaten."

Jun Wuxie didn't wait for them to take the initiative to challenge him and directly called out their name.

He was the defender of the arena and had the right to name who would come up to duel.

"You!"

Qingmu Ran was so angry that a mouthful of old blood rushed into his mouth, almost spurting out.

That kid had just severely injured his people, and now he was pointing his finger at the last prodigy of his Qingmu Family, this was to kill them all!

"I won't!"

The remaining King of Prodigies of the Qingmu Family had already collapsed. Hearing that he was named, he was unwilling to go on stage. The two words blurted out.

Suddenly, everyone was stunned and looked at him.

Was the King of Prodigies so scared?

To actually say "I won't" in public, did he think this was a children's game?

In an instant, the onlookers burst into laughter.

The King of Prodigies of the Qingmu Family blushed red. He also knew that this was very embarrassing, but he was unwilling to go up and humiliate himself.

Most importantly, he discovered that the condition of his two clansmen was terrible. They had actually begun to age, their skin losing its luster, and their realms were also declining.

He realized that the secret technique planted in them by the Soul Hunting Sacred Hall came at a price far greater than what the Supremes of the Soul Hunting Sacred Hall had said!

Qing Mu Ran's face was ashen, and he glared at that King of Heavenly Pride.

"Haha, today's duel was truly wonderful. We witnessed the heroic demeanor of the Dawn Divine Lord, which is truly amazing," the Lingyun Family Master said at this time. No hostility could be seen on his face, and he was very gentle. "Our Lingyun Ancient Family knows that we are not the Dawn Divine Lord's opponent, so we will not participate in the remaining duels. We abstain."

"Lingyun Shengcheng, you!"

Qing Mu Ran and the Lord of the Mirage Marsh glared at him.

They were shocked and angry in their hearts. Hadn't it been secretly agreed that they would severely injure Jun Wuxie today, no matter what?

If they continued, Jun Wuxie might not be able to hold on.

Unexpectedly, he actually abstained!

A strange look flashed in the Teng Snake Demon Lord's eyes, and then he also said: "The Lingyun Family Master is right, our Teng Snake Tribe also announces our abstention."

"Teng Snake Demon Lord!"

Qing Mu Ran and the Lord of the Mirage Marsh were so angry that they vomited blood!

They suffered the greatest losses. The Qingmu Family lost two Kings of Heavenly Pride, and the Mirage Marsh was completely wiped out!

That's fine. They were cannon fodder in the front, and the Lingyun Ancient Family and the Teng Snake Tribe, who suffered the least losses, actually withdrew directly!

"I have to say, Lingyun Family Master, Teng Snake Demon Lord, you are much stronger than Qingmu Family Master and Mirage Marsh Lord."

Jun Wuxie gave a heartfelt evaluation.

"Dawn Divine Lord, you are too kind. We just don't want the Kings of Heavenly Pride in our clans to be injured for nothing," the Lingyun Family Master said with a smile, and the Teng Snake Demon Lord also nodded.

Jun Wuxie smiled faintly: "Only those who can restrain their desires can achieve great things. However, sometimes if you choose the wrong path, you will be doomed."

"It seems that the Dawn Divine Lord has quite a bit of life experience."

The Lingyun Family Master was still gentle, and although the Teng Snake Demon Lord's expression was calm, a cold light flashed deep in his eyes. Was Jun Wuxie warning them?

"Qingmu Family, do you want to continue the duel?"

Jun Wuxie ignored the Lingyun Family Master and focused his eyes on the King of Heavenly Pride of the Qingmu Ancient Family.

"Abstain!" Qing Mu Ran roared, gritting his teeth, and said: "What's the point of dueling!"

"You were smart for once."

Jun Wuxie left the duel arena.

"You!"

Qing Mu Ran was so angry that he wanted to vomit three liters of blood.

"In view of the current situation, in this ranking competition, the Ling Family lineage of the Demon Race has won a total of thirteen points in the two rounds of duels, and it is undoubtedly in first place. Next, the second and third place will be decided between my Martial Palace Master and the Holy Medicine Sect."

The voice of the Martial Palace Master was so harsh to Qing Mu Ran and others!

They held this ranking competition to suppress the Ling Family lineage, the Martial Ancestor Hall, and the Holy Medicine Sect, but all their plans failed and instead fulfilled their opponents.

"Fellow Daoists of the Holy Medicine Sect, please."

Someone from the Martial Ancestor Hall entered the arena, and people from the Holy Medicine Sect also entered the duel arena. After exchanging pleasantries, they began the duel.

"Wuxie!"

Jun Wuxie returned to the mountain peak, and Ling Wuse and others greeted him. The heat in their eyes made him feel uncomfortable all over.

"Ahem, I said, Father-in-law and Mother-in-law, can you not look at your son-in-law with such eyes?"

Jun Wuxie suggested, and Ling Wuse laughed and said: "What's the problem? The old man looks at his son-in-law, and the more he looks at him, the more interesting he finds him."

"Isn't it the mother-in-law who looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at him, the more interesting she finds him?"

Jun Wuxie corrected.

"Mother now truly understands why Jingya is so obsessed with you."

Nanli Jingwei sighed. She used to think she understood, but today she realized that she didn't understand at all before.

This young man is too heaven-defying, and he can always show methods and strengths that subvert people's understanding.

"No matter how high you go in the future, you must remember that you are the son-in-law of the Demon Race, and half of our son!"

Nanli Jingwei was afraid that he would go too high and too far in the future, and that there would be too many people or forces around him, thus neglecting the Demon Race.

"Mother-in-law, what are you talking about? I am Qingyu's husband, and the Demon Race is half of my home. How could I forget? Don't worry."

"Mother, my husband is not that kind of person. In the Lower Realm, he can take care of the common people of the universe, so would he neglect us in this world?"

"Mother is overthinking it."

Nanli Jingwei smiled happily.

At this moment, in the duel arena, the battle between the Kings of Heavenly Pride of the Martial Ancestor Hall and the Holy Medicine Sect was quite fierce. They were evenly matched and it was difficult to tell who was superior.

The people of the Martial Ancestor Hall have extremely strong physical bodies, long-lasting combat capabilities, and are good at close-range combat. Their secret techniques are fierce and domineering.

The attack methods of the people of the Holy Medicine Sect are relatively gentle, but their defense is very strong, surpassing the defense techniques of the Martial Ancestor Hall, and their self-recovery ability is quite perverted.

The number of times the King of Heavenly Pride of the Martial Ancestor Hall hit the King of Heavenly Pride of the Holy Medicine Sect was higher than the frequency with which the opponent hit him, but so far it has not caused substantial damage to the King of Heavenly Pride of the Holy Medicine Sect. The Spring Returning True Qi flows on his body, and his injuries are instantly recovered, and his energy, spirit, and spirit are restored to a full state.

"Wuxie, who do you think will win?"

Ling Wuse looked at the duel arena with a smile. They were the biggest winners of the ranking competition, and at this moment they were in a very comfortable mood, with a face full of spring breeze.

"In the end, the Martial Ancestor Hall will win. As for the subsequent duels, I estimate that the Martial Ancestor Hall will lose one game and win two games."

His eyes were naturally vicious, and he had already seen the strength of the Kings of Heavenly Pride on both sides clearly.

On other mountain peaks, Qing Mu Ran and the Lord of the Mirage Marsh had been gloomy, staring at Jun Wuxie with poisonous eyes.

Jun Wuxie didn't care, and just pretended not to feel it.

If these forces continue to be ignorant and use him to deal with him, and collude with the Soul Hunting Sacred Hall, he will eventually remove the tumors and purify the cultivation world environment.

If they know how to repent, everything will be fine, depending on what choice they ultimately make.