Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

The aura of the Mortal World Sword came to a halt before a certain king-level genius from beyond the realm.

That king-level genius's lips trembled, his pupils dilated, his face was deathly pale, his body shook uncontrollably, and beads of sweat streamed down his cheeks, gathering at his chin before dripping down, soaking the front of his clothes.

The other king-level geniuses were in similar states, all weak-kneed, feeling as if they had narrowly escaped death!

They were grateful that they had directly shouted the words 'I concede'!

If they had shouted 'I surrender,' they probably wouldn't be alive now.

The opponent's sword aura was too fast, filling them with despair!

The muscles on the faces of the ancient ancestors and high-level figures from the various forces beyond the realm twitched violently.

Originally, they felt it was almost over and were preparing to have their respective king-level geniuses concede and step down.

They were well aware that continuing would be pointless and would only lead to a futile death.

Because the attrition rate was too severe. Initially, they had seventy or eighty people surrounding and attacking, capable of fighting a prolonged battle. Now, there were only thirty-odd people, less than half the original number, making it impossible to extend the battle time. It would only allow Jun Wuxie to kill faster and faster.

Who would have thought that just as they were about to transmit their divine thoughts, Jun Wuxie would unleash such thunderous methods, attempting to kill all their king-level geniuses with a single sword!

Although it didn't result in a complete annihilation, only a mere dozen or so remained!

Huff!

Inside the small world, Jun Wuxie was breathing slightly, his face not as rosy as at his peak, showing a hint of paleness, with fine beads of sweat on his temples.

"Oh, Jun Wuxie, looking at you, it seems you no longer have the strength to fight," said the Dragon Hunt Holy Son, stepping out from his seat with a smile. "In this state, you are far from being this Holy Son's opponent. This Holy Son will allow you to step down and rest, lest you say this Holy Son's victory is not honorable."

"Despicable and shameless!"

From the Canglan side, Jian Chen and others said coldly, "It's clear that you fear Jun Shen, so you're using reverse psychology to prevent Jun Shen from resting, forcing him to fight you in this state. Truly, a low-down trick!"

"That's right! You people from beyond the realm are truly rotten. Such despicable behavior is simply beneath contempt!"

The people watching in the surrounding sky all felt indignant, and many cursed loudly at the people from beyond the realm.

In the past, they wouldn't have dared to do so, fearing retaliation from the people beyond the realm or being killed on the spot.

But now it was different. With Jun Shen here, the people beyond the realm wouldn't dare to act recklessly!

Otherwise, Pavilion Master Mu would definitely not stand idly by.

The Dragon Hunt Holy Son and the others were extremely displeased by such insults.

Their gazes swept across the people in the surrounding sky, their killing intent undisguised.

If not for their fear of the Eternal Giant behind Jun Wuxie, these people wouldn't have dared to speak so insolently, and they would have directly killed them all!

"You ants, when Jun Wuxie is defeated and dies, I wonder if you will still be as confident as you are now!"

The Dragon Hunt Holy Son's gaze was chilling as he looked towards the small world on the high platform, saying coldly, "Jun Wuxie, if you don't dare to fight anymore, this Holy Son will allow you to rest! Now, do you want to continue fighting or rest before fighting again?"

"To deal with weaklings like you, I don't need to rest."

Jun Wuxie's calm voice came from the small world. Although his chest was heaving heavily, and he was breathing somewhat, he was filled with confidence.

"Jun Shen, you must not fall for their trick!"

In the surrounding sky, everyone was extremely anxious.

How could Jun Shen agree to continue fighting?

He needed to rest now. He had just finished a fierce battle with dozens of king-level geniuses, and his spirit, energy, and essence were severely depleted, yet he had to fight a Holy Son-level powerhouse. This was too passive.

"Hahaha! As expected of the Dawn Monarch, truly arrogant enough!"

The Dragon Hunt Holy Son wore a sneer on his lips, stepping towards the high platform. "You were able to complete a counter-kill in the siege of seventy-odd geniuses, which is indeed somewhat impressive.

However, to this Holy Son, that's all you are.

You relied on your realm advantage and the abundant blood energy of a body cultivator to counter-kill them.

Before this Holy Son, your realm advantage will only become a disadvantage.

Have you prepared yourself to face death?"

The Dragon Hunt Holy Son entered the small world, his posture high, extremely overbearing, exuding a domineering and savage aura.

Inside his heavenly passage, the Blackened Bloodrage Pill rapidly dissolved, and vast scarlet energy and mysterious laws flowed through his limbs and bones, then converged in his sea of stars, causing his aura to rise madly.

Everyone felt terrified!

The Dragon Hunt Holy Son's aura was rising too rapidly. Even a powerhouse in the Divine Forbidden Realm shouldn't be able to sublimate like this.

The intensity of his aura increased a hundredfold, then rapidly surged to a thousandfold, ten thousandfold!

"Truly foolish."

Jun Wuxie naturally saw the problem.

The Dragon Hunt Holy Son's aura wasn't just rising due to the use of a sublimation-type secret technique; there was also a very special mysterious power that was elevating his realm and increasing the number of Divine Forbidden layers.

His keen perception sensed an aura somewhat similar to that of the Darkest Evil within that special mysterious power.

"Jun Wuxie, prepare to die!"

The Dragon Hunt Holy Son attacked, his palms thrusting forward, the light of secret techniques blooming, endless laws boiling, filling the heavens and earth.

A violent dragon roar shook the mountains and rivers, and dozens of blood-soaked great dragons evolved, forming a formation that crushed towards Jun Wuxie.

Jun Wuxie's expression turned solemn. Various scenes of phenomena instantly appeared around his body, and his vast blood energy was like a surging ocean.

With a wave of his fist forward, the various phenomena instantly merged, following his fist imprint as it blasted forward!

"He's trying to determine the outcome with one move, forcibly merging various secret techniques, concentrating thousands of moves into one strike!"

The people from beyond the realm all revealed sneers.

This showed that Jun Wuxie's blood energy consumption was even more severe than they had imagined. Otherwise, as a body cultivator, he wouldn't have chosen such a fighting style.

"Hahaha! Want to decide the victory with one move? It seems you're already finished, at the end of your rope, yet you dare to struggle?"

The Dragon Hunt Holy Son's black hair danced wildly, and the light of bloodline runes shone all over his body, causing the power of the Dragon Controlling Hand to increase again.

The dozens of great dragons instantly merged, transforming into a giant dragon as large as a mountain range, roaring as it charged forward, colliding with Jun Wuxie's fist imprint!

But in an instant, the smile on the Dragon Hunt Holy Son's face froze.

That fist imprint was incomparably domineering, as if possessing the sharpness and killing power to penetrate all things in the world.

His Dragon Controlling Hand was instantly shattered, and the giant dragon collapsed into a rain of light amidst mournful cries.

"Ten Thousand Dragons Diagram, Invincible to All Laws!"

His pupils contracted, and he immediately used a defensive secret technique. A huge formation diagram condensed in front of him, with ten thousand dragons traversing it.

Boom! A loud bang!

The fist imprint, blooming with chaotic golden light, crushed everything in its path, penetrating the Ten Thousand Dragons Diagram and blasting the Dragon Hunt Holy Son's physical body in mid-air, causing him to let out a painful cry.

Almost at the same time, mysterious runes bloomed beneath Jun Wuxie's feet, teleporting him across the sky, and his golden palm, like a giant Buddha's hand, suppressed and killed.

The Dragon Hunt Holy Son was terrified. He had wanted to reorganize his physical body, but his opponent's speed was too fast, leaving him no time.

At this moment, his heart was filled with unwillingness, but he knew that there was no chance. The situation was over, and he could only leave the opportunity to the other Holy Sons and Holy Daughters.

In an instant, he was about to concede, but he was shocked to discover that he couldn't make any sound!

No!!

The Dragon Hunt Holy Son, with only his head remaining, roared heartbreakingly in his sea of consciousness.

In the next moment, the chaotic golden light palm fell, and his entire head directly exploded, turning into a bloody mist.

The entire venue was silent!

Then, there was an uproar and cheers.

"Hahaha, that Dragon Hunt Holy Son was just boasting, saying Jun Shen was nothing in front of him, but he was killed by a weakened Jun Shen with one punch on stage!"

"What's called a 'keyboard warrior'? This is it."

"Well, I have to admit that the Holy Sons from beyond the realm are indeed the ceiling of their generation. Don't misunderstand, I'm talking about the 'keyboard warrior' ceiling, hahaha!"

… …

The ancient ancestors, high-level figures, Holy Sons, and Holy Daughters from beyond the realm, who had been shocked to their feet, all had extremely gloomy expressions upon hearing these taunts.

Especially the people from the Dragon Hunt Holy Sect, who really wanted to slap those people to death!

They took deep breaths, suppressing the killing intent in their hearts, and looked at the scene in the small world with shock and anger. The bloody mist in the air had not yet dissipated.

A Holy Son who had used the Blackened Bloodrage Pill was actually killed like this, his body and soul destroyed, not even a bone fragment left!

"Damn it! We still underestimated him, thinking he was severely weakened, but we didn't expect that his one strike, forcibly merging various secret techniques, would have such terrifying power!"

Looking at Jun Wuxie, who was suspended in the air, panting heavily, his face noticeably paler than before, the ancient ancestors and high-level figures from the Dragon Hunt Holy Sect had dark and gloomy eyes, their faces ashen.

Originally, they thought that their Holy Son would be able to severely injure Jun Wuxie when he went on stage.

In that case, they would have received the main credit.

Now, with the Holy Son defeated and killed, the main credit would fall into the hands of the other major forces.

"Truly unwilling!"

The ancient ancestors and high-level figures from the Dragon Hunt Holy Sect all clenched their fists, feeling extremely terrible.

They had suffered too heavy a loss. The Holy Son was the most talented person in many years, but now he had died here, and the result had not met their expectations!

"At the end of your rope! I want to see if you can still unleash such a strike!"

The Dustless Holy Son ascended the high platform and entered the small world.

"Don't you people from beyond the realm have any shame! You used a gauntlet match back then, and now you're still using a gauntlet match, shameless!"

Everyone felt indignant.

This Dustless Holy Son didn't even ask if Jun Shen wanted to rest before directly stepping onto the stage to fight!

"Three Thousand Weak Waters!"

Fearing that Jun Wuxie would ask to rest, the Dustless Holy Son had already absorbed the power of pills under the stage. As soon as he came up, he sublimated to the extreme, using secret techniques and divine powers!

A vast, pale ink-colored ocean emerged, engulfing most of the world.

Within the ocean, endless gigantic waves churned, each drop of Weak Water possessing the terrifying ability to dissolve all things.

He surged forward, carrying the Weak Water ocean with him.

Jun Wushang, who was catching his breath, once again had various phenomena appear around his body.

It was still the same punch that had annihilated the Dragon Hunter Holy Son earlier.

The fist imprint was so intense that it resembled a burning Chaos God Sun, blasting through the vast sky, evaporating the Weak Water ocean along the way, with unmatched power!

"Weak Water Transformation Realm, Beyond the Five Elements!"

The Dustless Holy Son was greatly alarmed, never expecting his opponent to possess such power. He hurriedly used his divine ability to construct a special space barrier with the power of Weak Water, temporarily placing himself outside the "Five Elements."

"Let's see how you break my defensive technique. After this strike, how many more can you unleash?"

He wore a sneer, supremely confident in his Weak Water World.

But the moment the words left his mouth, his smile froze.

With a boom!

The fist imprint pierced through his Weak Water World, absolutely locking onto him, leaving him no way to avoid it, and directly shattering his head before he could even scream.

The aftershock of the fist imprint was vast, causing his body to turn into a bloody mist, leaving nothing behind.

"How could this be?!"

The ancient ancestor of the Dustless Holy Sect was filled with shock and anger, his eyes fixed on the figure within the small world, swaying and panting heavily.

Clearly at his limit, he had consecutively killed two Holy Sons.

He was well aware of how strong their sect's defensive techniques were.

That kind of defensive technique shouldn't have been hit; it had jumped out of the Five Elements!

"Don't go up yet!"

He secretly instructed the Dustless Holy Daughter, fortunate that there was still a Holy Daughter who was no weaker than a Holy Son.

But they couldn't continue to send her onto the stage now. He felt that the one named Jun could still struggle desperately and drag someone down with him.

Next, letting the Holy Sons of other forces go on stage first to exhaust the one named Jun once or twice, and then having their Holy Daughter go on stage to fight him, was the wisest choice.