Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Jun Wuxie, upon hearing Cang Ming invoke the Heavenly Dao Earth behind him to suppress him, slapped Cang Ming across the face.

The sound of the slap was particularly loud.

Cang Ming's face was a bloody mess, his teeth flying out, his mouth full of blood.

"Ah!!" Cang Ming was so enraged that he almost exploded on the spot, roaring, "Jun Wuxie, you are doomed today! Do you think you can escape? Look around you, the many experts of my Heavenly Dao Earth have you surrounded, determined to flay you alive!"

"Rage of the incompetent, is this the mood and feeling of a dying man?"

Jun Wuxie smiled faintly and tore off one of Cang Ming's arms, causing him to scream in agony.

"Stop!"

The experts of the Heavenly Dao Earth had bloodshot eyes, trembling bodies, and gazes as cold as knives.

They felt fear in their hearts. If the young master died here, they would all be implicated. No one could bear the wrath of the Venerable!

Jun Wuxie ignored those people. "Cang Ming, why don't I believe you? I don't think this is your true inner feeling at this moment. Come on, share your current mood. Tell me, when facing death, aren't you very excited?"

"You…"

Cang Ming was filled with hatred. Wasn't this what he had said to Jun Wuxie before? He never expected to fall into his hands, and now the other party was returning those words to him unchanged.

"You must have a treasure hidden in your brain?"

Jun Wuxie reached out and pinched Cang Ming's neck, lifting him into the air. Blood energy and divine sense forcibly invaded his sea of consciousness, and no matter how Cang Ming struggled, it was useless.

He quickly saw a jade talisman in Cang Ming's sea of consciousness, covered with cracks.

Obviously, it was this jade talisman that had blocked part of the power of his punch before, so that Cang Ming's soul was not killed by that punch.

But after blocking the power of that punch, the jade talisman was about to collapse and could no longer provide protection.

"You surnamed Jun, what exactly do you want? Name your conditions, and my Heavenly Dao Earth will surely satisfy you!"

Cang Ming gritted his teeth and spoke words of surrender in a forceful tone, making it clear that he wanted to negotiate terms with him.

Upon hearing this, the experts of the Heavenly Dao Earth chimed in, "What Young Master said is right, you can propose any conditions. There is no need to escalate things to the point of no return!"

"Jun Wuxie, why don't we talk? You release our young master, and we can agree to let you leave. Furthermore, you can propose more conditions. My Heavenly Dao Earth has all kinds of rare treasures and peerless secret techniques!"

The expressions of the experts from other forces changed upon hearing this, but in the end, they did not speak.

At the moment, they really couldn't just watch Cang Ming die, at least not hinder the people of Heavenly Dao Earth from saving Cang Ming, otherwise they would inevitably be resented by Heavenly Dao Earth, and perhaps the Venerable of Heavenly Dao Earth would directly lead experts to their door.

"Well, that's good. I've always liked making money with harmony. Fighting and killing is too bloody and meaningless," Jun Wuxie said with a gentle smile. "How about this? Since you want to negotiate terms, you have to show me your sincerity. To show your determination to save Cang Ming, the experts of your Heavenly Dao Earth and the Four Heavenly Sects should collectively commit suicide. Then I will consider releasing Cang Ming."

"You're playing with us!"

Those experts immediately became furious, their faces ashen. How could they do as he said?

"What, aren't you loyal to Cang Ming, willing to go through fire and water for him? Now that you are asked to sacrifice yourselves to save him, you are unwilling? You say you are loyal, but your bodies are very honest, saying one thing and doing another?"

"Bullshit!" Those experts were furious, and said in a cold voice, "Do you think we will believe you? If we die, will you release the young master?"

"Oh, is that so?" Jun Wuxie shrugged and said, "Then do you think I will believe you? If I release Cang Ming, will you let me leave?"

"Jun Wuxie, this young master guarantees that they will keep their word!"

Cang Ming didn't want to die. How could he die like this? He was about to become the Son of Destiny, about to be invincible among his peers, and had a boundless future. How could he die so humiliatingly?

"Heh heh, you are really not as good as your brother. You are not even worthy of carrying your brother's shoes," Jun Wuxie said with disdain. "Two sons from one family, one is a dragon, and the other is an insect. Why is the difference so great?"

"You…"

Cang Ming's face was twisted, hideous and terrifying.

From childhood to adulthood, what he cared about most was others saying that he was not as good as his brother. This was the thing he couldn't tolerate the most!

"Traveling across the starry sky to devour Ji Beilan, but you didn't expect to lose your own life. Don't you think it's pathetic? So young, such a beautiful youth, such a beautiful and hopeful future, but unfortunately, these have nothing to do with you. Your dream is shattered. These twenty years are just a fleeting moment to you…"

"Ah!!"

Cang Ming let out a heart-wrenching roar. Such words made him feel fear. The more he thought about the beauty of the future, the more he feared losing it, fearing that he was about to lose everything.

In deep unwillingness, his Dao heart was almost collapsing. He was like a madman, struggling frantically in Jun Wuxie's hands, kicking his legs, trying to break free.

"Jun Wuxie, you!"

The eyes of the experts who followed Cang Ming were about to burst with blood.

This person was too ruthless, every word piercing the heart, completely breaking through the young master's psychological defenses, making him almost collapse.

A young Supreme, possessing a brilliant youth and a long lifespan, whose future years were bright, but was about to die here. Such psychological reminders and hints were really too vicious.

"The person I, Jun Wuxie, want to kill, regardless of your status or position, is bound to die!"

Jun Wuxie's words were cold and his killing decisive. As his voice fell, amidst the horrified roars of the experts from Heavenly Dao Earth and the Four Heavenly Sects, he shattered Cang Ming's head with a single palm.

With a puff.

That head exploded like a watermelon, and his sea of consciousness and soul were all shattered, instantly killing him.

At the same time, Cang Ming's body disappeared, taken into his cave heaven.

"Bastard, this seat will tear you to pieces!"

"Jun little one, give me your life!"

…

The experts from Heavenly Dao Earth and the Four Heavenly Sects went crazy, their gray hair exploding, each of them like madmen, their true energy surging, covering the sky and the sun. Secret techniques and runes filled the void, and they bombarded and killed him violently.

More than a dozen experts above the peak of the Extreme Heavenly Realm attacked Jun Wuxie, while the remaining experts stood by, considering Cang Ming's death. The people from Heavenly Dao Earth and the Four Heavenly Sects entered a berserk state, needing to vent their hatred and anger, so they did not take action.

Just as those secret techniques came overwhelmingly and were about to hit Jun Wuxie, a dazzling armor suddenly covered his body.

The armor had a unique shape, sharp outlines, a strong visual impact, flowing with hazy moonlight, the Great Sun Ring behind his head rotating, golden light spreading, and he was divinely martial and extraordinary.

Rumble!

The secret techniques of more than a dozen experts bombarded him, erupting in deafening roars. Energy rolled up to the high sky, forming terrifying mushroom clouds, completely tearing the void, the scene was terrifying.

But to everyone's shock, Jun Wuxie stood in the air, motionless, his body like a rock.

How is this possible?

The pupils of the experts from various forces contracted at the same time, as if they had seen the most unbelievable thing in the world.

That kid hasn't even reached the Great Heavenly Realm, how could he withstand the simultaneous bombardment of more than a dozen experts at the peak of the Extreme Heavenly Realm and the Great Perfection Realm, and each of them was attacking in anger.

Could it be that strange armor on his body?

What armor in the world can achieve such a degree?

Of course, if it is a Saint-level armor, it must have this defensive effect, but it also requires people of higher realms to activate it and provide energy for it. Even if this kid has a Saint-level armor, he should definitely not be able to achieve this level of strength!

"Heh, haven't you eaten?"

Jun Wuxie flicked the armor, and mysterious runes bloomed under his feet, instantly rushing towards the experts from Heavenly Dao Earth and the Four Heavenly Sects.

Wherever his body passed, the void twisted and folded according to some unspeakable law, making the originally long distance infinitely close to zero.

It was too fast. Even the experts at the peak of the Extreme Heavenly Realm could hardly react, and he was approached.

This skill was the effect he achieved by combining the Word of Travel with the means of the Rune Dao, which was faster than the pure Word of Travel.

"Kill!"

Those experts attacked again, the light of various secret techniques blooming, bombarding him.

But Jun Wuxie did not dodge or avoid, always locking onto one person, with the Word of Travel on his body, resisting the attack, like a shadow, and violently bombarded with palms, fingers, and fists at close range.

After colliding dozens of times, the expert at the peak of the Extreme Heavenly Realm from the First Heavenly Sect retreated steadily, trying to distance himself, but failed to do so, and was always forced to fight him at close quarters.

His protective true energy was pierced countless times, and the domineering fist imprint divine power surged. Every punch bombarded him, causing his flesh to crack, his bones to break, and his internal organs to shift. Soon, he was spraying blood wildly, and his lungs were pierced, covered in blood.

"Fellow Daoists, what are you still waiting for? Come on together and kill him!"

Fu Bo roared angrily. The armor on the target's body had too perverted defense, which was simply unbelievable, but he didn't think this kind of armor could defend for long.

Such a powerful defensive effect must require a strong and vast amount of energy to support it. How long can that Jun Wuxie last?

The more people besieging, the more energy the armor's defense will inevitably consume.

"Amitabha, this old monk has come to subdue the demons! Vajra Subduing Demon Handprint!"

Several high-level figures from Dawei Buddhist Temple joined the battlefield, with one hand forward, Buddhist light illuminating the world, the swastika symbol as dazzling and dazzling as the sun, condensing into a golden handprint, bombarding Jun Wuxie.

Rumble!

Several Vajra Subduing Demon Great Handprints bombarded Jun Wuxie, but ninety percent of their attack power was forcibly transferred into the Qiankun Void. The remaining force was diverted by his 'Defense' secret, and the final sliver was easily withstood by his physical body.

"Use a bit more force, I'm fine," Jun Wuxie said, brushing his battle armor. Golden light blazed between his palms as he unleashed a dragon's roar and a tiger's howl, blasting forward. The Extreme Celestial Late Stage powerhouse he had locked onto found it impossible to parry. His entire body was pierced through, and his flesh nearly disintegrated.

Other powerhouses frantically attacked, trying to rescue him, but they were utterly helpless. They couldn't break through Jun Wuxie's defenses and could only watch helplessly as the powerhouse's head exploded under the golden palm, splattering brains everywhere and killing him on the spot.

Jun Wuxie swept his palm across, pulling the slain powerhouse into his inner world, and then locked onto another Extreme Celestial Late Stage powerhouse.

"Everyone, get out of the way!" Several cardinal archbishops of the Western Luo Church roared, jointly casting a secret technique. The void above the firmament cracked open, and a terrifying pressure swept across the universe. A jet-black war spear, entwined with the runes of order, materialized.

Rumble!

Crack!

The heavens and earth trembled, the roaring never ceased, lightning raged across the sky, and the wind and clouds changed color.

"Doomsday Judgment!" Several cardinal archbishops at the Extreme Celestial Perfection Stage jointly cast a forbidden technique: Doomsday Judgment!

The Spear of Judgment was entwined with the runes of order, its killing intent astonishing, its terrifying pressure sweeping across the entire city, causing countless people to feel terrified. They all went weak in the knees, collapsing to the ground, shivering in fear.

"Kill!" With their deep roar filled with killing intent, the Spear of Judgment hurtled down like a shooting star. The fierce killing intent made all the powerhouses feel their hearts palpitate.

As the Spear of Judgment plunged down from the firmament, the entire sky seemed to be pressing down with it, causing a suffocating sense of terror.

Jun Wuxie looked up at the terrifying Spear of Judgment, a sneer appearing on his face.

He still didn't dodge, but instead charged straight towards his locked-on target, allowing the Spear of Judgment to bombard him.

Boom!

Almost at the same time as he closed in on his locked-on target and blasted his fist to kill, the Spear of Judgment also bombarded him.

Countless runes appeared on the Qiankun Battle Armor, instantly converging at the point where the Spear of Judgment struck, and a diagram of symbols bloomed.

Clang!

The metallic tremor pierced through metal and shattered stone, making eardrums ache.

The powerful Spear of Judgment was deflected, but his body remained motionless, without any damage.

This scene caused all the powerhouses to show expressions of shock.

Just how strong was the defense of that battle armor? No attack had been effective. Could it really be immune to all laws?