Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Jun Xiaoyao’s right hand fist shone with a flash of purple divine radiance.

The Thanos’ Saint King Gloves were already donned.

With the addition of a hundred billion jin of divine power and the power of the Daluo Immortal Bone.

Jun Xiaoyao’s punch seemed capable of tearing through the ten directions of the void.

He punched directly towards the Red-haired Demon Corpse.

Bang!

With a deafening explosion, the chest of the Red-haired Demon Corpse was pierced through by Jun Xiaoyao’s punch!

Of course, the Red-haired Demon Corpse itself is somewhat puppeteer in nature; as long as it’s not completely shattered, it can still move.

The Red-haired Demon Corpse’s sharp fingernails, like spears, clawed towards Jun Xiaoyao’s head!

Jun Xiaoyao’s single arm trembled, divine energy burst forth, surging like a tumultuous sea.

With a swoosh!

The entire Red-haired Demon Corpse was directly split in two!

The celestial pride of the Corpse Refining Sect was utterly stunned, wide-eyed and dumbfounded, as if lost of soul!

This Red-haired Demon Corpse’s combat strength was close to a True God!

Although it can’t compare to a true powerhouse of a True God, just based on its flesh, it indeed approached a True God.

However now, it was still eradicated by Jun Xiaoyao’s punch.

But as Jun Xiaoyao shattered the Red-haired Demon Corpse, attacks from Long Xiang, Mo Ling, and the celestial pride of the Blood Demon Race descended.

Jun Xiaoyao’s expression remained unchanged as a strange aura flowed outward.

Those formidable attacks directly dissipated into the void.

The magic immunity ability, activated!

Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes turned cold, first focusing on the celestial pride of the Corpse Refining Sect.

The celestial pride of the Corpse Refining Sect lost all will to fight, without a hint of resistance, and turned to flee.

Most of the combat power of the celestial pride of the Corpse Refining Sect was in the Demon Corpse; as a person, they were quite ordinary, with nothing special.

Jun Xiaoyao grasped towards the void, mana surging, condensing into the Celestial God’s Spear.

The spear directly pierced through the celestial pride of the Corpse Refining Sect, then exploded violently.

The celestial pride of the Corpse Refining Sect was instantly torn to pieces, dead beyond death.

Outside the Burial Realm, the strong individuals of the Corpse Refining Sect wore expressions as dark as night.

However, the shock was not yet over.

Jun Xiaoyao turned, locking his gaze onto Mo Ling.

Mo Ling shivered all over, as if plunged into an ice cave.

From Jun Xiaoyao’s chest shone a radiant beam of light.

It was the Heaven’s Tribulation Light.

It seemed like Heaven’s punishment descending, obliterating everything in its path.

”Celestial Python Devouring Sun Skill!”

Mo Ling shouted frantically, his whole body bursting with blood, almost sacrificing himself to unleash a terrifying divine technique.

Legend has it that the ancestors of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Python Race could perform divine techniques capable of devouring and refining even the sun.

This divine technique was derived from that legend, the ultimate technique of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Python Race.

As the technique was executed, a massive phantom of a demon python appeared in the void, its body as huge as mountain ranges, stretching for thousands of miles.

The demon python’s mouth opened, swallowing the Heaven’s Tribulation Light whole.

However, just before a smile of success could appear on Mo Ling’s face.

He was horrified to find that the demon python phantom began to tremble like water waves, becoming unstable.

”Break!”

At Jun Xiaoyao’s word, the entire demon python phantom collapsed.

From Jun Xiaoyao’s chest emerged once again a black and white beam, the Reincarnation Nirvana Light!

”No!”

Mo Ling’s eyes bulged, a scream of terror escaping him.

The next moment, the Reincarnation Nirvana Light swept over his body.

Mo Ling’s body crumbled like weathered rock, reduced to dust.

Another celestial pride of the Tenth Minor King level has fallen!

”Damn it!”

Witnessing this, Long Xiang and the celestial pride of the Blood Fiend Race wore expressions of extreme solemnity and dread, even a hint of fear.

Indeed!

The high and mighty, arrogant Tenth Minor Kings finally felt fear.

Such fear was not supposed to exist among celestial prides of their level.

But now, they were truly afraid.

Jun Xiaoyao is like a devil!

As Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, the Ancient Emperor’s Flame erupted, enveloping the celestial pride of the Blood Fiend Race.

Simultaneously, he formed the Human King Seal, suppressing towards Long Xiang.

At this juncture, the Nine Nether Ape finally took action.

If it didn’t intervene, it might be left alone to face Jun Xiaoyao.

As the Nine Nether Ape struck, it emitted terrifying waves of power.

Behind it, nine tails bore nine fierce beast heads.

At this moment, the nine heads opened their mouths together, releasing nine purple beams, seemingly capable of dividing heaven and earth.

”What immense power!” Lang Huan watched, slightly startled.

But he was also very confident in Jun Xiaoyao.

Although the Nine Nether Ape attacked suddenly, Jun Xiaoyao also sensed it.

Behind him, mana surged out, and a platinum cloak emerged.

The surface of the cloak displayed many divine patterns, as if divine beings were chanting, radiating endless holy brilliance.

It was the Supreme Defense Technique from the Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Strength, the Cloak of the Gods!

This technique evolved from the Nether God Guardian, with stronger defensive power, as if divine beings were guarding Jun Xiaoyao.

The Nine Nether Ape’s nine beams fell on the Cloak of the Gods, unable to penetrate it.

Meanwhile, the celestial pride of the Blood Fiend Race screamed in agony, burned to ash in the raging Emperor Flame.

Long Xiang was equally shaken, vomiting blood, his entire bone armor and dragon scales shattered, appearing utterly miserable.

Jun Xiaoyao gestured as if wielding a sword, unleashing the Immortal Slaying Sword Technique, while from his brow, an Order Divine Chain shot out, transforming into a golden short sword, the Primordial Emperor Dao Sword.

Two of the Five Great Divine Techniques were simultaneously activated, their power unimaginable.

No matter how Long Xiang exhausted his energy and cultivation, in the face of such an onslaught, he was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, overestimating his strength!

With two swift sounds.

Long Xiang’s chest and head were pierced by two sword radiances.

The corpse of the Dragon Race, Long Xiang, perished!

Finally, Jun Xiaoyao turned his gaze back, indifferent, towards the last Nine Nether Ape.

The Nine Nether Ape bristled all over, its beast eyes reflecting terror.

Although immensely fierce, capable of rivaling Chu Tianba among the Tenth Minor Kings.

But now, it was afraid.

”Die!”

Jun Xiaoyao unleashed the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist, the fist radiance was world-shocking, as six reincarnation vortexes appeared, shattering the void and shaking the heavens!

The Nine Nether Ape fought back with all its might, its whole body radiating purple brilliance, using various fierce beast divine techniques.

Even the Nine Nether Divine Techniques unique to the Nine Nether Ape were unleashed, the purple light waves devastating and apocalyptic.

Unfortunately, if it were a true pure-blood descendant of the Nine Nether Ape, perhaps it could indeed give Jun Xiaoyao a fight.

But the Nine Nether Ape before him was merely of mixed blood.

In front of Jun Xiaoyao, it still lacked resistance, shattered by Jun Xiaoyao’s punch.

The whole place, filled with opportunities, suddenly fell silent.

Aside from Jun Xiaoyao, only Lang Huan remained, along with a group of skeletal creatures at the entrance.

Lang Huan was stunned.

Even if she knew Jun Xiaoyao would eventually win, she didn’t expect such a decisive and swift victory.

Jun Xiaoyao was incredibly formidable!

Lang Huan, once again, was moved.

Meanwhile, outside the Burial Realm, it was deathly silent, as if the whole place had plunged into a freezing winter, with each burial soil creature frozen into sculpture!