Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

The ancient sword has a shape similar to the Panhuang Years Sword and the Panhuang Life Spirit Sword.

Yet, its entire body is shrouded in the power of the void, appearing and disappearing within it.

The entire gigantic void vortex revolves around the Panhuang Void Sword as its center.

Anything that approaches the Panhuang Void Sword would be ground into dust.

Even Yang Pan did not expect that the Panhuang Void Sword he yearned to obtain was not in the Void Ancient Hall but inside the Ancient Void Kun.

”With the Panhuang Years Sword already in my possession, plus the Panhuang Void Sword before me, and then slaying Yang Pan to seize the Panhuang Life Spirit Sword, the three swords combined, the Emperor’s Panhuang Sword will reappear in my hand!” Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes shone brilliantly.

The Emperor’s Weapon is the weapon of a Great Emperor, possessing unparalleled power.

Its deterrent force is comparable to nuclear weapons.

Even the Panwu Divine Lord and others of the Panwu Divine Dynasty could never imagine that the one to truly collect the Emperor’s Panhuang Sword is not Yang Pan, but Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao’s figure darted towards the Panhuang Void Sword.

The Panhuang Void Sword also instinctively sensed some kind of danger.

A tempest arose in the surrounding void.

Jun Xiaoyao then activated the force of the Panhuang Years Sword.

As this force spread out, the Panhuang Void Sword sensed a kindred aura and began to stabilize.

Jun Xiaoyao reached out, mana bursting forth, directly grabbing the Panhuang Void Sword into his hand.

Boom!

At the very moment Jun Xiaoyao grasped the Panhuang Void Sword.

He seemed to feel the boundless power of space around him.

The once ephemeral space now appeared to Jun Xiaoyao as countless overlapping layers.

He even felt he could easily slice through the void with a mere swing of the sword.

”It’s about time to leave. I wonder what expression Yang Pan and his kind will have?” Jun Xiaoyao shook his head with a light laugh.

He held the Panhuang Years Sword in one hand and the Panhuang Void Sword in the other.

The two swords together, he slashed toward the depths of the void.

As if the ancient Pangu, about to split heaven and earth apart.

Simultaneously, outside the Ancient Void Kun.

At the entrance of the Void Ancient Hall, the figures of Yang Pan and Fa Hai flashed into appearance.

Yang Pan’s face did not look good.

Indeed, there were numerous treasures within this Void Ancient Hall.

But the Panhuang Void Sword was not among them.

”That’s strange, the previous resonance shouldn’t have been wrong, so why isn’t it in the hall?” Yang Pan was perplexed beyond measure.

At the side, Fa Hai remained calm and composed.

He felt it wasn’t a pity, and most importantly, that Jun Xiaoyao was dead.

A weight was lifted from his mind.

Yang Pan also considered this, sighed, and said, ”Ah well, though we didn’t find the Panhuang Void Sword, at least Jun Xiaoyao is dead.”

In Yang Pan’s eyes, killing Jun Xiaoyao was more important than obtaining the Panhuang Void Sword.

”I, Jiang Luoli, will never let you off, absolutely not, even if I die!”

Jiang Luoli’s beautiful eyes carried a piercing coldness, as if turning into a darkened Lolita.

A chilling aura emanated from her, unsettling to the heart.

The spiritual qi of heaven and earth seemed to boil, verging on a frenzy.

”Indeed, a Primordial Spirit Dao Body ranked among the top hundred of the Three Thousand Physiques, to affect the movement of heaven and earth’s spiritual qi with mere emotion.”

Witnessing this scene, Yang Pan clicked his tongue in admiration.

Meanwhile, Fa Hai, looking at Jiang Luoli’s snowy, cute face, had a wicked glint in his eyes.

Being one with a Buddha Body and Demon Heart, his actions leaned toward the sinister due to the influence of the demon heart.

”Brother Yang, I think that letting this girl go is like letting a tiger return to the mountain. Better we...” Fa Hai revealed a hint of a smile, but it was incredibly sinister.

Upon hearing this, Yang Pan’s gaze flickered.

They had already offended the Jun Family; if they offended the Jiang Family as well, it would be quite burdensome for the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

However, thinking of it again, even if they let Jiang Luoli go, she would seek revenge.

In that case, it would be better to resolve it decisively.

”Alright.” Yang Pan nodded.

Inside this Ten Realms Rift, there would be no guardian watching.

They moved towards the bound Jiang Luoli, their faces showing an evil grin.

Jiang Luoli bit her lip, just as she was about to risk everything.

The Ancient Void Kun suddenly started rolling over in the void, roaring continuously.

”What’s happening?”

Yang Pan, Fa Hai, Fang Han, and others were all taken aback.

Jiang Luoli’s delicate body trembled, as if thinking of something; tears welled up in her eyes, overwhelmed with excitement.

”Indeed, Brother Xiaoyao couldn’t possibly have died so easily.” Jiang Luoli was overjoyed.

Sure enough, the next moment.

In the shocking gaze of Yang Pan and others, a sword radiance slashed directly through the Ancient Void Kun’s body, the power of the void bursting out.

A white-clad, peerless figure stepped out leisurely from within!

It was Jun Xiaoyao!

”This...”

Yang Pan and the others were dumbfounded, speechless, as if their thoughts had frozen, unable to comprehend!

Is this some kind of joke?

Yang Pan couldn’t believe that Jun Xiaoyao, swallowed by the Ancient Void Kun, did not die.

Instead, he calmly sliced open the Ancient Void Kun’s body and walked out.

This completely overturned everyone’s expectations.

The Celestial Prides who had been watching the situation from a distance were also petrified, frozen in place.

If Yang Pan and others’ strength was something they could still fathom.

Then Jun Xiaoyao’s strength far exceeded their imagination.

They even felt that Jun Xiaoyao might be an ancient monster rejuvenated to youth.

Otherwise, how could he be so strong?

”Brother Xiaoyao!” Jiang Luoli wept tears of joy.

The feeling of recovering something lost caused her emotions to surge dramatically.

Jun Xiaoyao nodded gently towards Jiang Luoli, then looked towards Yang Pan and the others.

The hearts of Yang Pan, Fa Hai, and Fang Han sank slightly.

”Jun Xiaoyao, you...” Yang Pan started, but the words stuck in his throat.

What could he say? Even the Ancient Void Kun couldn’t kill Jun Xiaoyao.

Unless Jun Xiaoyao committed suicide, they stood no chance against him.

Fang Han realized this too and shouted, ”Jun Xiaoyao, if you dare make a move, she will surely die!”

Fang Han’s words sparked a glint of coldness in Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes.

He disliked threats from others the most.

”Fang Han, you will die!” Jun Xiaoyao declared.

Fang Han activated the Divine Sacrifice Talisman, approaching Jiang Luoli.

”Try it, if you dare!” Fang Han’s eyes were bloodshot.

But he failed to notice the ancient sword quietly appearing in the void behind him.

It was the Panhuang Void Sword!

The Panhuang Void Sword, possessing the power of the void, silently dissolved into the void, completely unnoticed by Fang Han.

”Not good!”

Yang Pan’s gaze fell on Fang Han, and his face changed.

”Die!”

At this moment, as Jun Xiaoyao’s words fell.

The Panhuang Void Sword instantly pierced into Fang Han’s head, and sword qi erupted.

The chaotic power of the void, in an instant, tore Fang Han’s flesh body, along with his primordial spirit, into nothingness.

The Heaven-defying Child Fang Han, fallen!

Witnessing this scene, Yang Pan and Fa Hai felt a chill pour into their hearts.

Especially Yang Pan, as he stared at the Panhuang Void Sword, his eyes wide, pupils trembling.

He finally understood why Jun Xiaoyao was so compliant at the start.

Because he had already anticipated that the Panhuang Void Sword might be within the Ancient Void Kun.

This layered calculation seemed like he and Fang Han calculating against Jun Xiaoyao.

In truth, Jun Xiaoyao turned the tables and devised their trap.

Jun Xiaoyao’s cunning and depth were terrifying.

With a mere raise of his hand, the Panhuang Void Sword fell into Jun Xiaoyao’s hand.

In his other hand, he held the Panhuang Years Sword.

”Have you thought of your last words?” Jun Xiaoyao held both swords, standing in the void, his eyes carrying a detached killing intent, like a Supreme Emperor judging life and death!

At this moment, Yang Pan and Fa Hai felt an endless despair engulf their hearts.

Everything was over.

The price of angering Jun Xiaoyao is only one.

And that is... death!