Chapter 93

The ruler of the Ancient Kingdom of Azure Dragon, the leader of the Four Great Ancient Kingdoms, had his throat slit and his head rolled off.

Fresh blood splattered across the sky. It was a tragic sight.

Everyone was dumbfounded. They never thought that a Saint would be killed in an instant so easily.

The Emperor of Azure Dragon's head fell to the ground. His expression was one of fear, confusion, and confusion.

It was as if he was confused. How could a Saint be killed in one move?

However, that was not all. The zither Blade did not slow down and continued to sweep toward the four Saint puppets.

Boom!

A violent explosion rang out.

Two Saint puppets were directly destroyed and cut in half at the waist.

The remaining two puppets were also severely injured. Although they did not completely disintegrate, they were already in pieces.

The entire battlefield was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

The Marquis Champion's pupils trembled violently, revealing a trace of disbelief.

Jun Xiaoyao's protector was that powerful?

Yang Pan had originally thought that even if Jun Xiaoyao had a protector, it would only be at the Saint Realm.

Generally speaking, no matter how powerful an expert was, they would not be willing to be a personal nanny.

Jun Xiaoyao's protector's strength was clearly above the Saint Realm.

"Could it be a Saint King?" Yang Pan's expression was very ugly.

Ever since he became the Marquis Champion, he had never suffered such a great loss.

Now, he had lost almost all of his high-end combat forces. The remaining two damaged puppets were also almost without any combat power.

On Jun Xiaoyao's side, not to mention the terrifyingly powerful protector, he had three Saints.

In addition, the armies of the White Tiger Ancient Kingdom and the Black Tortoise Ancient Kingdom had turned traitor.

The Marquis Champion's momentum was gone.

Seeing the situation, Yang Pan took a deep breath. "Jun Xiaoyao, do you really want to go against me? Why don't we both take a step back now?"

Yang Pan was not stupid. At this point, if he continued to fight, he would be the one at a disadvantage.

"Heh, weren't you quite strong before? Now you're taking a step back?" Jun Xiaoyao mocked.

"Jun Xiaoyao, this Marquis is giving you face. There's no benefit in being enemies with me!" Yang Pan said with a gloomy expression.

"Do I, the Son Of God, need your face? Besides, I have so many enemies. Do you think I would care about a mere horse breeder like you?" Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent.

He didn't say anything else and reached out with his hand.

A ferocious golden aura soared into the air, transforming into a lifelike golden divine elephant that seemed capable of suppressing the entire universe.

Facing this clone, Jun Xiaoyao didn't even need to use any great divine abilities. He could end the battle with a slap.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you're digging your own grave!" Yang Pan roared, also bursting forth with his own great divine ability.

However, he was merely a clone, and he did not even have the Pan Huang Life Sword with him. How could he possibly be a match for Jun Xiaoyao?

Puchi!

Jun Xiaoyao pressed down with his palm, directly smashing Yang Pan's clone into a bloody pulp.

When they saw this scene, everyone felt their scalps go numb.

The Marquis of Champion's clone was killed with a single slap just like that.

"The Son Of God of the Jun Family has already become so powerful?" Many generals were shocked.

Their cultivation levels were a few levels higher than Jun Xiaoyao's, but when they saw Jun Xiaoyao's ferocious stance, their hearts palpitated.

At the same time that Jun Xiaoyao smashed Yang Pan's clone into pieces.

Far away in the Panwu Celestial Dynasty, in a magnificent palace that was shrouded in purple mist and filled with a myriad of phenomena.

A furious roar came from within.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I, Yang Pan, am irreconcilable with you!"

Hearing this voice, the maids and attendants outside the palace all turned pale with fright.

If Yang Pan was angered, he was even more terrifying than an Asura demon.

"I seem to have heard the name of the Son Of God of the Jun Family. What kind of enmity did the Marquis have with him?" Some of the servants thought in fear.

At this time, Yang Pan's cold voice came from inside the palace.

"Men, spread the news that I, the Marquis of Champion, Yang Pan, will challenge Jun Xiaoyao of the Jun Family at the top of the Forbidden City in the Imperial Palace of the Jin Dynasty!

"Set the time to be on the day of Wu Mingyue's Prince Consort selection. I want to stomp Jun Xiaoyao under my feet in front of all the forces in the Mystic Region!"

Hearing this, all the servants around the palace were petrified. Their eyes widened and they gasped.

The Marquis of Champion of the Jin Dynasty of Panwu challenged the Son Of God of the Jun Family of the Ancients.

This was no small matter. If the news were to spread, it would cause a huge uproar!

Furthermore, the timing was set on the day of Wu Mingyue's Prince Consort selection. When the time came, the Jin Dynasty of Panwu would become a hot topic.

How many forces would be attracted to come?

It was unimaginable …

"A grand battle of geniuses is about to begin. I hope the Marquis will have the last laugh," an old servant sighed.

At the same time, in the Ancient Kingdom of Phoenix …

Jun Xiaoyao did not know that Yang Pan was so angry that he wanted to challenge him to a fight.

But even if he knew, Jun Xiaoyao would probably not be affected.

How dare Yang Pan make a fuss in front of him?

He could just crush him with one palm.

The eyes of the countless people in the surroundings were still filled with shock.

Jun Xiaoyao, on the other hand, looked indifferent.

Casually slapping a Yang Pan clone to death was really not a big deal to him.

Jun Xiaoyao looked around and saw a ring flashing in the blood of Yang Pan's clone.

Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and grabbed it, catching it in his hand.

There was a soul seal on the ring. Jun Xiaoyao activated the True Spirit in the Divine Palace at will.

The True Spirit, which was like a miniature version of Jun Xiaoyao, released a vigorous spiritual power.

Although Jun Xiaoyao's physical body was terrifying, he did not slack on the cultivation of his spiritual power.

He had been practicing the Meditative Method of Chaotic Divinity all this time.

Jun Xiaoyao's spiritual power easily broke through the seal on the ring.

Jun Xiaoyao did not care about some of the messy things inside.

What he cared about was the bronze compass parts.

Sure enough, the three bronze compass components were all in there.

"Yang Pan, Yang Pan. You've been planning for so long, but I still took the fruits of your labor in the end. You're practically Xiao Chen II." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

Yang Pan's painstaking plan ended up benefiting Jun Xiaoyao.

He knew that Yang Pan must be so angry that he was about to explode on the spot.

Jun Xiaoyao then put the three pieces of the compass into his spatial power item.

In this way, he had collected all four compass parts.

But now was not the time to study them.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced down at the army of the Ancient Kingdom of Dragon. Everyone's face was extremely pale.

There was even a hint of hatred in the eyes of the generals.

After all, their king had indirectly died at the hands of Jun Xiaoyao.

"Pass down the order of the Son Of God. Kill all the generals of the Ancient Kingdom of Dragon" Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

"Yes!"

Without waiting for the king of Vermillion Bird to agree, the kings of White Tiger and Black Tortoise hurriedly responded.

Since they had surrendered, they naturally had to show some attitude.

Soon, they killed all the generals of the Ancient Kingdom of Dragon, and all the soldiers surrendered.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao issued an order to unify the four great ancient kingdoms into the Four Symbols Ancient Kingdom.

The king of Vermillion Bird was the ruler of the Four Symbols Ancient Kingdom.

And his successor was none other than Bai Yu 'er.

The storm in the four great ancient kingdoms was thus settled.