Chapter 113: Chapter 113: The Four Celestial Prides Strike, Suppressing All Sides—Jun Xiaoyao Is the Ultimate Boss (Third Update)
The entire Forbidden City fell into silence.
Watching Xiao Chen, who had been heavily knocked to the ground, many people’s hearts turned cold.
Xiao Chen’s strength was evident to all.
And now, he fell so easily.
He had been entangled with Yang Pan for quite some time before.
From this, it was clear that Jun Xiaoyao’s strength was not something Yang Pan could compare to.
"Damn it!" Yang Pan’s expression turned fierce, and his spear pierced forth as he launched another attack.
Huang Xuanyi also continued his assault.
Feng Qingling, however, had suffered severe injuries and was unable to continue fighting.
In the depths of her eyes, there was a trace of fear, as if a shadow had been cast, and she dared not face Jun Xiaoyao again.
Ye Xingyun and Wang Gang also joined the fray.
At this moment, Yang Pan, Huang Xuanyi, Ye Xingyun, and Wang Gang.
A total of four Tianjiao converged on Jun Xiaoyao all at once.
This was incredibly shocking.
One must know, which of the young Tianjiao was not arrogant and proud?
But now, facing Jun Xiaoyao, who was like an unshakable mountain, they could only choose to attack together.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao stood at the peak of the Forbidden City, above the Nine Heavens, overlooking the world like a deity.
While Yang Pan and the others were like mortals challenging a divine being.
This scene was like four warriors joining forces to fight a great boss.
Jun Xiaoyao was that ultimate boss!
"Come, all of you! I, the Divine Son, grant you the opportunity to struggle!" Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze was indifferent.
Yang Pan unleashed all his mana, infusing it into the Shang Mang Divine Spear.
Hundreds of spear shadows pierced through simultaneously.
Huang Xuanyi pointed toward his forehead, and torrents of red flames surged out like a flood.
"It’s the Phoenix Celestial Fire of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, rumored to burn everything..." Many watched with unparalleled dread.
Ye Xingyun revolved his hands, as if countless stars were orbiting and converging to form a wheel.
This was the Martial Arts Divine Technique he had awakened from his memories, the Starfall Wheel.
As the wheel appeared, it traversed the sky, rolling like countless stars crushing through.
Wang Gang also struck, fist light illuminating the heavens, waves rippling out like disturbances, it was a supreme skill of the Wang Family, the Fluctuation King Fist.
The four Tianjiao released their powerful techniques.
Against anyone else standing in Jun Xiaoyao’s position, they would surely tremble, overwhelmed with despair and helplessness.
Yet Jun Xiaoyao remained extremely calm.
Perhaps because he was used to being invincible, Jun Xiaoyao simply did not know what fear or dread was.
He urged the Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Strength, and golden radiance surged from him, transforming into a golden divine elephant suppressing the universe.
This condensed divine elephant was incomparably solid and lifelike, filling the heaven and earth.
Such a majestic presence, just a glance was enough to terrify anyone.
"Such a strong aura, from where did the Jun Family’s Divine Son obtain this cultivation technique?" A group of cultivators looked on, overwhelmed with shock.
Countless people watched, anticipating the result as Jun Xiaoyao faced off against the four Tianjiao alone.
"One force to break all methods; in this world, nothing cannot be broken by absolute power!"
Jun Xiaoyao pressed down with his right hand, once again enhancing his power with the strength of twenty Daluo Immortal Bones.
Combining the divine power of ten billion jin from the Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Strength, such power was unimaginable!
Rumble!
The sky quaked, the heavens overturned!
The entire space seemed as if it would be crushed by Jun Xiaoyao’s single hand!
Boom!
A storm erupted in the void, as if unable to withstand the overwhelming divine power unleashed by Jun Xiaoyao!
Bang!
The violent explosion reverberated throughout the entire Divine Dynasty Imperial City!
At that moment, everyone in the Imperial City looked up to the heavens, witnessing a scene they would never forget!
At the center of the collision, it was as if a hundred nuclear bombs had detonated!
From afar, it seemed like an eye had opened in the heavens!
Even Panwu Divine Lord and other powerful beings were astonished by this clash.
Panwu Divine Lord immediately took action to restrain the terrifying disturbance.
Yet even so, the space cage he released was still trembling.
It was unimaginable that this was a technique released by a Tianjiao of the Unity Realm.
In the midst of this ultimate clash,
Four sounds of spitting blood rang out.
Yang Pan, Huang Xuanyi, Ye Xingyun, and Wang Gang all spurted blood as if it cost nothing.
Their bones fractured, bodies wounded, and their auras weakened significantly.
"How is this possible?!" Huang Xuanyi was horrified.
Ye Xingyun’s mind went blank, unable to process what he saw.
Wang Gang’s eyes widened in shock.
This power, even his brother, the Young Emperor Wang Teng of the Wang Family, could hardly compare.
Of course, the most astonished was Yang Pan.
Arrogant and unbridled, he had previously declared a challenge to Jun Xiaoyao atop the Forbidden City.
Yet now, not only he alone, but even with four of them, they were crushed by Jun Xiaoyao.
Such a huge contrast was too overwhelming.
If the news spread, Yang Pan would become the laughing stock of the world.
"No, how could I lose? Impossible!" Yang Pan’s expression was fierce.
His nature was that of a selfish and arrogant small-town person; it was mere fortune that allowed him to rise to the position of Champion Marquis.
Being frustrated now naturally sparked his indignation.
He desperately summoned the power of the Panhuang Spirit Sword within him.
An aura of life pervaded, rapidly healing his wounds to peak condition.
"Is that the power of the Panhuang Spirit Sword?" Many were puzzled.
Panwu Divine Lord murmured, "As long as the Panhuang Spirit Sword exists, Yang Pan’s vitality will not extinguish, making him innately undefeated."
This was also the source of Panwu Divine Lord’s confidence in Yang Pan.
At this moment, Ye Xingyun, Huang Xuanyi, and Wang Gang all retreated from the battlefield.
They knew that the current Jun Xiaoyao was something they could not contend with.
"Jun Xiaoyao, don’t get complacent. Let me show you the power of the Panhuang Spirit Sword!"
Under Yang Pan’s urging, an ancient sword exuding a primeval aura slowly emerged from his body.
This was not just a sword image, but the real Panhuang Spirit Sword.
On the sword blade were depicted mountains, rivers, billions of beings, and scenes of ancient ancestors worshiping.
As the ancient sword appeared, a vast majesty spread, as if Emperor Panwu revealed a trace of authority.
Though the Panhuang Spirit Sword was only a third of the Emperor’s Panhuang Sword, its power far surpassed that of an ordinary Ancient Sacred Weapon.
It was nearly on par with a Quasi-Emperor Weapon.
Of course, with Yang Pan’s strength, he could not fully mobilize the power of the Panhuang Spirit Sword.
To call it mobilization was more accurately borrowing its power.
"Ha... relying on merely a sword, and you dare speak so confidently." Jun Xiaoyao chuckled.
True strength comes from one’s own abilities, not external objects.
Thus, Jun Xiaoyao always placed great emphasis on improving his own strength, cultivating the physical body, and seldom relied on external objects.
Couldn’t the Jun Family produce a Quasi-Emperor Weapon?
Of course they could.
If Jun Xiaoyao wished, not only a Quasi-Emperor Weapon, even a true Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon would be granted to him by the Jun Family.
But would it truly help?
Without the weapon, one would immediately revert to their original state.
Thus, seeing Yang Pan borrow the power of the Panhuang Spirit Sword, Jun Xiaoyao was disdainful.
"Let me wake you up then..."
Jun Xiaoyao murmured, his chest suddenly shining.
The Supreme Bone, activated!