Sacred Body of the Immortals

The entire Forbidden City fell into silence.

Watching Xiao Chen heavily beaten to the ground, many people felt a chill in their hearts.

Xiao Chen's strength was evident to all.

Yet now, he was so easily defeated.

Earlier, he had fought with Yang Pan for quite some time.

This alone showed that Jun Xiaoyao's strength far surpassed Yang Pan's.

"Damn it!" Yang Pan's expression turned fierce as he thrust out his spear to attack again.

Huang Xuan Yi also continued his assault.

Feng Qing Ling, having suffered heavy injuries, could no longer fight.

Fear lingered in her eyes, as if traumatized, no longer daring to face Jun Xiaoyao.

Ye Xing Yun and Wang Gang also joined the attack.

Now, Yang Pan, Huang Xuan Yi, Ye Xing Yun, and Wang Gang.

All four geniuses simultaneously surrounded Jun Xiaoyao.

This was incredibly shocking.

These young prodigies were known for their pride and arrogance.

Yet now, facing Jun Xiaoyao who stood as immovable as a 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, like a deity looking down upon the mortal realm.

While Yang Pan and the others were like mortals challenging a god.

This scene resembled four warriors fighting against a final boss.

And Jun Xiaoyao was that final boss!

"Come, I'll grant you all a chance to struggle," Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

Yang Pan unleashed all his power into the Shang Ming Divine Spear.

Hundreds of spear shadows pierced forward simultaneously.

Huang Xuan Yi pointed at his forehead, releasing torrential crimson flames like a flood.

"That's the Phoenix Heavenly Fire from the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain. It's said this fire can burn everything to ashes..." Many watched in terror.

Ye Xing Yun rotated both hands, seemingly controlling countless stars that formed into a disc.

This was the Star Fall Disc, a martial technique awakened from his memories.

The disc swept across the heavens like countless rolling stars crushing everything in their path.

Wang Gang also attacked, his fist light illuminating the sky, waves of energy rippling outward - the Wave King Fist, a supreme technique of the Wang family.

Four great geniuses unleashed their strongest moves.

Anyone else in Jun Xiaoyao's position would have felt terrified and hopeless.

But Jun Xiaoyao remained utterly calm.

Perhaps because he was used to being invincible, Jun Xiaoyao simply didn't know what fear or apprehension meant.

He activated the Divine Elephant Prison Force, his body erupting with golden light that transformed into a golden divine elephant dominating the universe.

This manifested elephant was incredibly solid and lifelike, filling the heavens and earth.

Its mere presence was enough to terrify onlookers.

"Such powerful energy, where did the Jun family heir learn this technique?" Many cultivators were shocked and amazed.

Everyone watched intently to see the outcome of Jun Xiaoyao fighting four geniuses alone.

"Pure force can break all techniques. Nothing in this world cannot be broken by absolute power!"

Jun Xiaoyao pressed down with his right hand, channeling the power of twenty Dalo Immortal Bones.

Combined with the Divine Elephant Prison Force's original billion jin of divine power, this strength was simply inconceivable!

BOOM!

The sky shook and the heavens churned!

It seemed the entire space might be crushed by Jun Xiaoyao's grip!

BANG!

A storm erupted in the void, as if it couldn't withstand Jun Xiaoyao's overwhelming divine power!

CRASH!

The violent explosion echoed throughout the entire imperial capital!

At this moment, everyone in the capital looked up to witness an unforgettable scene!

The collision center looked like a hundred nuclear bombs detonating at once!

From afar, it appeared as if the sky had opened an eye!

Even powerful experts like Pan Wu Divine Lord were shocked by this collision.

Pan Wu Divine Lord had to intervene to contain the terrifying waves of energy.

Yet even his space prison was still shaking.

It was hard to imagine this came from just a genius at the Return to One realm.

In this ultimate collision.

Four voices cried out in pain.

Yang Pan, Huang Xuan Yi, Ye Xing Yun, and Wang Gang all coughed blood profusely.

Their bones were shattered, bodies covered in wounds, their energy severely depleted.

"How is this possible?!" Huang Xuan Yi exclaimed in shock.

Ye Xing Yun's mind went blank, unable to process what happened.

Wang Gang's eyes revealed his terror.

This power surpassed even his brother Wang Teng, the Wang family's young emperor.

Of course, Yang Pan was the most shocked of all.

He had been arrogant and contemptuous, even announcing earlier his intention to duel Jun Xiaoyao at the peak of the Forbidden City.

But now, not only was he alone insufficient, even four of them together were crushed by Jun Xiaoyao.

The contrast was too extreme.

If word of this spread, Yang Pan would become the laughingstock of the world.

"No, how could I possibly lose? Impossible!" Yang Pan's expression turned savage.

His true nature was that of an arrogant commoner who only achieved his current position as Champion Marquis through temporary good fortune.

Now facing defeat, he naturally became enraged from humiliation.

He frantically channeled the power of the Pan Emperor Life Spirit Sword within him.

A life force spread out, rapidly healing his injuries and returning him to peak condition.

"Is that the power of the Pan Emperor Life Spirit Sword?" Many wondered in surprise.

Pan Wu Divine Lord murmured, "As long as he has the Pan Emperor Life Spirit Sword, Yang Pan's life force cannot be extinguished. He stands undefeated from birth."

This was the source of Pan Wu Divine Lord's confidence in Yang Pan.

At this moment, Ye Xing Yun, Huang Xuan Yi, and Wang Gang all retreated from the battlefield.

They knew the current Jun Xiaoyao was beyond their ability to fight.

"Jun Xiaoyao, don't be so smug. Taste the power of the Pan Emperor Life Spirit Sword!"

Under Yang Pan's control, an ancient sword emanating primitive energy slowly emerged from his body.

This wasn't just a sword shadow, but the actual Pan Emperor Life Spirit Sword.

The sword body was decorated with mountains, rivers, all living things, and scenes of ancient people worshipping.

When the ancient sword appeared, a vast majesty spread out, as if the Pan Wu Emperor had revealed a hint of his dignity.

Though the Pan Emperor Life Spirit Sword was only one-third of the imperial weapon Pan Emperor Sword, its power far exceeded ordinary ancient saint weapons.

It was almost at the level of a proto-imperial weapon.

Of course, with Yang Pan's strength, he clearly couldn't fully activate the Pan Emperor Life Spirit Sword's power.

Rather than activation, borrowing would be a more accurate description.

"Heh... relying on just a sword, yet able to speak so righteously." Jun Xiaoyao laughed mockingly.

True strength comes from one's own power, not external objects.

That's why Jun Xiaoyao always focused on improving his own strength and physical cultivation, rarely relying on external items.

Could the Jun family not produce proto-imperial weapons?

Of course they could.

If Jun Xiaoyao wanted, forget proto-imperial weapons, the Jun family would even lend him true imperial weapons.

But what use would that be?

Once the weapon was gone, he would immediately revert to his original state.

So now, seeing Yang Pan borrowing the Pan Emperor Life Spirit Sword's power, Jun Xiaoyao showed clear disdain.

"Let me wake you up..."

Jun Xiaoyao muttered as his chest began to glow.

The Supreme Bone activated!