Sacred Body of the Immortals

When his gaze fell upon Jiang Luori, his gloomy expression softened slightly, and a hint of amazement flickered in his eyes.

Yang Pan had a habit of collecting beauties for his harem.

Jiang Luori was crystal-clear beautiful, petite and charming. Anyone who laid eyes on her would be stunned at first sight.

They might even feel a desire to bully her.

Feeling Yang Pan's dark gaze, Jiang Luori's snow-white skin prickled with goosebumps, and she felt disgusted.

"You big beetle, what are you looking at!" Jiang Luori showed a look of disgust.

Yang Pan didn't mind, but instead said with a smile: "The pearl of the Jiang family is indeed extraordinarily beautiful."

Desire began to rise in his heart.

If he hadn't come today to compete for the position of Prince Consort, Yang Pan would have wanted to claim Jiang Luori for himself.

Seemingly sensing Yang Pan's intentions, Jiang Luori's pretty eyes widened, her fair face flushing with anger.

"Die, you disgusting beetle!"

Jiang Luori attacked without hesitation.

Her small hand swept out, gathering the spiritual energy from the surrounding heaven and earth into a vast palm print, pressing down toward Yang Pan.

"As expected of the Elemental Spirit Body, commanding heaven and earth's power with just a gesture."

Many people exclaimed in admiration.

Seeing this, Yang Pan's expression remained very relaxed and casual. He raised his hand, and his Mourning Light Divine Spear thrust out, its terrifying spear light tearing through the sky toward that spiritual energy palm print.

With this move, Yang Pan revealed his cultivation level.

He too was at the peak of the Return to One realm.

The reason why so many prodigies were stuck at this level wasn't because they couldn't break through.

Rather, the next Dao Integration realm required finding spirit seeds or immortal seeds that matched oneself.

Different grades of spirit and immortal seeds were crucial for future cultivation speed and power.

Some rare immortal seeds, like World Tree saplings or Primordial Purple Qi seeds, could give prodigies terrifying enhancements.

Therefore, no prodigy would carelessly break through to the Dao Integration realm.

Boom!

The spear light collided with the spiritual energy palm print, then directly pierced through it.

Jiang Luori's Elemental Spirit Body wasn't weak in combat, but its greatest strength lay in cultivation.

While Yang Pan was equipped with divine equipment, and his cultivation realm was also at the peak.

So it clearly wasn't going to be simple for Jiang Luori to deal with Yang Pan.

A glint flashed in Yang Pan's eyes as he continued his attack, his Mourning Light Divine Spear drawing out terrible black spear lights.

His powerful move: Demon Dance of Chaos!

Space seemed to boil as the chaotic spear lights bombarded toward Jiang Luori.

A wicked thought rose in Yang Pan's mind.

Jiang Luori was so cute, she'd probably cry for a long time if he punched her?

A look of gravity appeared in Jiang Luori's watery eyes.

She had said she would teach Yang Pan a lesson on behalf of Jun Xiaoyao, but now it seemed Yang Pan's strength was indeed formidable.

"That's going too far." Jiang Shengyi's beautiful brows furrowed slightly.

Just as she was about to make a move.

Suddenly, an incredibly vast and huge golden palm print fell from the sky, smashing down toward Yang Pan!

"Who is it!"

Yang Pan's expression changed drastically, his pupils contracting sharply. A terrifying pressure poured down, crushing even the spear lights he had released.

Caught off guard, Yang Pan was caught unprepared and could only defend with his Sky Light Horn Divine Armor while blocking horizontally with his spear.

Boom!

The palm print containing vast and mighty power directly smashed Yang Pan into the ground, with thick cracks spreading across the surrounding earth.

The entire bustling Purple Forbidden City seemed frozen in that moment.

Countless people's faces were frozen.

The Champion Marquis who had been so arrogant just moments ago, carrying an invincible aura, was now smashed into the ground.

This contrast was too great, leaving many people stunned for a long while.

At this time, a calm and composed indifferent voice slowly transmitted.

"So this is the so-called Champion Marquis? Nothing special."

Hearing this voice, everyone's gazes suddenly turned toward the sky.

A nine-headed lion that seemed cast from gold appeared, carrying two figures.

The white-robed figure at the front, bathed in immortal radiance, was transcendent and peerless. That indifferent and playful voice came from his mouth.

"It's the Divine Son of the Jun family, he's finally here!"

The scene erupted in excitement, the whole venue in an uproar!

Ever since Yang Pan had issued his challenge, everyone had been waiting to see how Jun Xiaoyao would respond.

But Jun Xiaoyao had never responded.

This had let some opposing forces seize the opportunity to heavily criticize Jun Xiaoyao.

And now, Jun Xiaoyao had appeared.

As domineering as ever!

The Champion Marquis who had been so arrogant and unruly just moments ago was now covered in dirt as he emerged from the ground crack.

He wasn't seriously injured, but his face had truly taken quite a hit.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you actually sneak attacked!" Yang Pan's face was terribly cold, extremely humiliated.

If he hadn't been caught off guard, he wouldn't have been so pathetic.

"When you swat a fly, do you first ask for the fly's permission?" Jun Xiaoyao glanced at Yang Pan indifferently.

His tone was extremely contemptuous.

This wasn't arrogance, but rather a naturally revealed invincible presence.

Hearing this, Yang Pan's face turned green. As the Earth Emperor of the Panwu Divine Dynasty, he had never suffered such humiliation.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Jiang Luori's small face first froze, then she cheered and ran faster than a rabbit, instantly flashing to Jun Xiaoyao's side and hanging onto him like an octopus.

Like an adorable accessory.

"Brother Xiaoyao, Luori knew you would come!" Jiang Luori smiled, her starry eyes curving into crescents.

"Get down." Jun Xiaoyao said helplessly.

"No way, I haven't seen Brother Xiaoyao for two years, four months, sixteen days, three hours and two quarters," Jiang Luori pouted, looking a bit wronged.

Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao broke into a slight sweat.

How did it feel like Jiang Luori had yandere potential?

"If you don't get down, how can I avenge you?" Jun Xiaoyao sighed.

"Oh, Brother Xiaoyao, you must crush that big beetle." Only then did Jiang Luori reluctantly release her hands and feet.

Seeing Jiang Luori's crazy devotion, many young prodigies around were dying of jealousy.

People really couldn't be compared - one comparison and you'd die of anger.

Ye Xingyun's face was cold to the extreme. If his personality hadn't changed, he probably wouldn't have been able to resist challenging Jun Xiaoyao right now.

At the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain side, Feng Qingling's pupils contracted slightly as she said, "So it really was him."

Now Feng Qingling was completely certain that the mysterious prodigy who had crushed her was Jun Xiaoyao.

"Indeed very strong, can't be underestimated." Huang Xuanyi's expression also rarely turned solemn.

From the Northern Wang family, the arrogant youth Wang Gang sized up Jun Xiaoyao and shook his head slightly: "Indeed not bad, but can't compare to big brother."

In his eyes, the Divine Son of the Jun family was inferior to his Wang family's Young Emperor.

And in the corner, when Xiao Chen Yi saw Jun Xiaoyao appear, a surge of killing intent involuntarily erupted.

But he deeply suppressed it.

He knew now wasn't the time.

Only when he truly became the Prince Consort of the Panwu Divine Dynasty would he be qualified to face Jun Xiaoyao.