Sacred Body of the Immortals

Yang Pan used the power of the Pan Emperor's Spirit Sword, its tip releasing a dazzling sword light. One sword strike seemed capable of splitting heaven and earth!

Meanwhile, Jun Xiaoyao activated the power of his Supreme Bone. A brilliant divine radiance burst forth from his chest, like heavenly tribulation descending to cleanse the world.

When these two ultimate moves collided, thunder roared and the world trembled. A vast ripple of magical power swept in all directions. If the Pan Wu Divine Lord hadn't contained this energy with spatial restraints, the surrounding young geniuses would have all been killed or seriously injured.

In this terrifying collision, Yang Pan could be seen falling from the sky like a bird with broken wings, blood staining his battle armor. Even with the protection of the Tianmang Angular Divine Armor, he could not withstand that shockwave.

Yang Pan's gaze remained fixed on the center of the collision. He wanted to know Jun Xiaoyao's condition. However, when the light dispersed and the ripples subsided, Jun Xiaoyao still stood there calmly in his white robes, transcendent as ever.

"This..." Yang Pan's face froze. It was as if he had seen the most inconceivable thing in the world. He had used the Pan Emperor's Spirit Sword, yet couldn't cause Jun Xiaoyao any harm? At this moment, Yang Pan began to doubt whether the Pan Emperor's Spirit Sword he wielded was real.

"Not bad. If you could fully release the Pan Emperor's Spirit Sword's power, you might have posed a small threat to me, but unfortunately..." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

Previously in the Yuan Tian Secret Treasury, even the Supreme Demon Corpse couldn't cause him any major injuries. Now, what use was Yang Pan's Pan Emperor's Spirit Sword?

"This is impossible..." Yang Pan was dazed. Wasn't the Pan Emperor's Spirit Sword his greatest trump card? But now, Yang Pan's dao heart began to waver.

"Losing focus in the middle of battle?" Jun Xiaoyao spread his demon wings, his form flashing through space, crushing down towards Yang Pan with one hand.

Yang Pan snapped back to reality and hurriedly defended. Boom! Boom! Boom! After several consecutive attacks, the Champion Marquis repeatedly coughed blood. Even the protection of the Tianmang Angular Divine Armor was useless.

Jun Xiaoyao unleashed another Demon-Slaying Sword Technique, a vast and brilliant sword light slashing horizontally towards Yang Pan. Terrified out of his wits, Yang Pan hastily blocked with the Pan Emperor's Spirit Sword.

With a splashing sound, blood sprayed everywhere. The Tianmang Angular Divine Armor on Yang Pan's body was directly cut open by the sword light. A deep wound, exposing bone, extended from his chest to his abdomen. If not for the Pan Emperor's Spirit Sword's healing power, Yang Pan would have died instantly.

With a boom, Jun Xiaoyao descended from the sky, stepping on Yang Pan's face. "Done jumping around? Are you clear-headed now?" Jun Xiaoyao asked calmly.

"You..." Yang Pan struggled but couldn't turn over. Jun Xiaoyao's divine power nearly crushed his head.

Shame, hatred, rage, powerlessness... Various emotions churned in Yang Pan's heart. As the Champion Marquis, second only to one and above all others, he had been like an emperor in the Pan Wu Divine Dynasty. But now, in front of countless powers, he was being stepped on by Jun Xiaoyao. This humiliation would be unforgettable.

"Young Master..." In the crowd, Qin Xuan's eyes reddened, her delicate body trembling with excitement. That deeply hated enemy whom she felt powerless against was now being stepped on by Jun Xiaoyao like a dead dog!

"Yeah! Brother Xiaoyao is the best! Crush that big beetle!" Jiang Luori also cheered, clenching her pink fists. Earlier Jun Xiaoyao had said he would avenge her, and now it was truly satisfying.

"Jun Family Divine Son, that's enough." Finally, the Pan Wu Divine Lord spoke from the high platform. After all, Yang Pan was the Divine Dynasty's Champion Marquis, being stepped on like this was truly losing face for the Pan Wu Divine Dynasty.

Beside him, Wu Mingyue had to admit that seeing Yang Pan suffer made her somewhat happy. But then she became anxious. Since Jun Xiaoyao had defeated Yang Pan, didn't that mean he was qualified to become the consort?

"Heh... since the Divine Lord has spoken, how could I not give face?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled. He kicked out with profound force. A series of cracking sounds rang out as Yang Pan's bones shattered. He was kicked flying and crashed heavily into a side hall.

This scene made the Pan Wu Divine Lord's eye twitch slightly. Jun Xiaoyao also knew that trying to kill Yang Pan under the Divine Lord's watch was impossible. Besides, Yang Pan was like a leek that might have value to harvest in the future.

The Emperor's Sword, hmm... Jun Xiaoyao admitted he was somewhat tempted. Perhaps no one could resist being tempted by an Emperor's weapon.

"Then, today's battle..." The Pan Wu Divine Lord hesitated, unsure how to continue. Originally according to the script, Yang Pan should have swept through all opponents and gloriously become the consort, marrying Wu Mingyue. But now, looking at Yang Pan lying bloodied and utterly defeated in the ruins, the Divine Lord couldn't bring himself to name him as consort.

"Well, there are other ways to appease Yang Pan," the Divine Lord thought. If they could recruit a prodigy like Jun Xiaoyao, wouldn't that be worth more than ten Yang Pans?

With this in mind, the Divine Lord spoke: "The Jun Family Divine Son is indeed as rumored - having dragon's bearing and phoenix's demeanor, an undefeated spirit. It seems the most suitable candidate for consort is already clear."

The Divine Lord's words immediately caused an uproar. Was he going to make Jun Xiaoyao the consort?

Jun Zhantian didn't say anything. This was Jun Xiaoyao's own business; if he was willing, the Jun family wouldn't object.

Jiang Luori's face immediately changed, becoming extremely nervous, her small hands wringing together. Although Jiang Luori sometimes appeared silly, she could be very intelligent. For instance now, she didn't step forward to ask Jun Xiaoyao's choice. Of course, Jiang Luori herself didn't want Jun Xiaoyao to become consort. Although it was normal for an excellent man like Jun Xiaoyao to have multiple wives, Jiang Luori would always feel uncomfortable about it.

Beside her, Jiang Shengyi surprisingly also felt anxious. She likewise didn't want Jun Xiaoyao to agree to become consort. "This is for Luori's sake," Jiang Shengyi told herself. But what the real reason was, only Jiang Shengyi herself knew.

Besides them, many other female cultivators who admired Jun Xiaoyao, his hardcore fans, also didn't want him to become consort. They were all girlfriend fans, fantasizing about becoming Jun Xiaoyao's dao companion. If Jun Xiaoyao agreed to become consort, wouldn't their dreams be shattered?

At this moment, heaven and earth, everyone was waiting for Jun Xiaoyao's answer.

Blood-covered Xiao Chen's pupils trembled with rage. He couldn't imagine how furious he would be if Jun Xiaoyao became consort.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao hadn't immediately agreed, the Pan Wu Divine Lord frowned slightly and threw out another bombshell. "If you become my Pan Wu Divine Dynasty's consort, you'll have one chance to enter the Pan Wu Mausoleum."

This statement caused an uproar!