How is this possible? Your strength!
Ye Xingyun let out a roar.
Sensing the might of Jun Xiaoyao, he felt as though his scalp was about to explode.
Shock!
Awe!
Incredulity!
How could anyone still call this so-called “mundane and ordinary”?
Ye Xingyun practically wanted to spit out curses in his heart.
Not only him, but the surrounding guests were also as if turned to stone.
The Divine Child of the Jun Family calling this “mundane and ordinary” was truly uncanny.
Although Ye Xingyun’s heart pounded violently, as the favored scion of the Archaic Ye Family, he still had decent composure and immediately reacted.
“Star-Plucking Hand!”
Ye Xingyun held nothing back, unleashing his most formidable technique. Initially, he had intended to test his opponent a bit, but now, there was no need for that.
He reached out, and surging star power coalesced into a giant, glittering hand, bathed in starlight as though imprinted with the orbits of countless stars. This was a combat art that only one with the Star King Physique could wield, and it was extremely powerful.
That astral hand collided head-on with Jun Xiaoyao’s palm.
Golden energy surged skyward, instantly shattering the giant starry hand and smashing toward Ye Xingyun.
Crunch!
Amid a series of bone-cracking sounds, Ye Xingyun was sent flying out of the hall, dragging a long trail across the ground.
The entire place fell silent.
Seeing Ye Xingyun sprawled outside the great hall, coughing blood without pause, many geniuses felt their hair stand on end.
Then, as they gazed at Jun Xiaoyao, some even showed hints of fear.
A monster!
A genuine little monster!
Ye Xingyun was not some nobody—he was a top genius of the Archaic Ye Family, and he possessed the Star King Physique on top of that.
Yet this kind of genius was sent sprawling by a single palm strike from a ten-year-old Jun Xiaoyao. If that wasn’t monstrous, what was?
Even Jiang Luoli and Jiang Shengyi were left gaping in disbelief.
Soon after, Jiang Luoli’s clear, bright eyes sparkled with excitement.
Her first criterion when choosing a partner was, of course, looks—above all else.
If, on top of that, he also possessed great strength, that would be perfect.
And Jun Xiaoyao perfectly matched the image of the destined prince in her heart.
As for Jiang Shengyi, a strange light flickered in her clear gaze.
“That golden blood energy really is the Archaic Sacred Physique.” Jiang Shengyi thought inwardly.
Not only her, but many prominent figures in attendance also picked up on it, eyes gleaming.
“So he truly possesses the Archaic Sacred Physique. No wonder he caused the phenomenon of ten thousand saints worshiping him ten years ago.”
“It is, after all, a Sacred Physique of the human race. Still, wasn’t it rumored that the Archaic Sacred Physique had become practically useless? Then why is the Jun Family’s Divine Child so powerful?”
“Could it be the Jun Family poured an enormous supply of resources into helping him break through a few layers of shackles?”
“That might be it. Even so, the Archaic Sacred Physique can’t maintain its path for long.”
After this display, nearly everyone concluded that he indeed possessed the peerless Archaic Sacred Physique. In the Archaic Era, an Archaic Sacred Physique could have reigned supreme, standing shoulder to shoulder with emperors and grappling with ancient sovereigns.
But in the more recent eras, its standing had become awkward. While the Archaic Sacred Physique was still ranked in the top ten among the Three Thousand Physiques, it didn’t command the same awe as in the distant past.
“You really have the Archaic Sacred Physique!”
Outside the hall, Ye Xingyun struggled to stand, pain racking his chest. Yet as a bearer of the Star King Physique, his body surpassed those of ordinary geniuses.
“I told you there was no need to spar, because the outcome was never in doubt,” Jun Xiaoyao said with a slight shake of his head.
“It’s not over yet. I wasn’t ready just now.” Gritting his teeth, Ye Xingyun refused to accept this defeat.
“Young Master, you…” his old servant, Fu Bo, hesitated.
“Chaotic Starfinger!”
Ye Xingyun abruptly launched a strike, pointing forward with his finger.
In a flash, the power of the stars converged into an ancient fingertip, as though it could crush celestial bodies beyond the heavens.
“So dull.” Jun Xiaoyao again pressed his palm forward.
Golden blood energy roared out, forming a massive golden palm that smashed through the towering finger. Then Jun Xiaoyao stretched out and gripped the air, unleashing a surge of energy that formed a long spear of purple-black flame, wreathed in infernal netherfire.
It was the Nether God Spear, a secret technique from the Divine Elephant Suppressing Hell Method.
Jun Xiaoyao hurled the Nether God Spear.
It tore the air with a piercing shriek, sending ripples through space as it sped toward Ye Xingyun wreathed in nether flame!
Sensing its terrifying power, Ye Xingyun’s expression changed again.
“Heavenly Star Shield!”
He produced a marquis-grade weapon: a shield that shone with starlight. Yet to everyone’s shock, the Nether God Spear driven by four hundred million pounds of force pierced right through the Heavenly Star Shield, shattering it to pieces.
Ye Xingyun’s face went pale with dread. The means that Jun Xiaoyao displayed horrified him, making his back crawl with cold.
“Swallowing Star Black Hole Palm!”
As his final trump card, Ye Xingyun channeled the unique stellar spirit sea in his dantian to its limit. Thrusting out his palm, he manifested what looked like a black hole.
The Nether God Spear was swallowed into it, but the backlash forced Ye Xingyun to stagger back dozens of steps while coughing up blood. His arm trembled violently from the strain.
“It’s over.”
Jun Xiaoyao released another barrage of the Soldier Annihilation Art.
Boundless golden brilliance gushed forth, taking the shape of countless divine weapons—blades, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks—crowding together like a torrential flood, rending the void with their advance.
This overwhelming display caused many of the younger generation to go pale, their hearts seized with terror.
“Starform True Body!”
Faced with this onslaught, Ye Xingyun gave a furious roar and no longer suppressed his cultivation. His True Spirit Realm Fifth Layer energy exploded.
He realized that if he kept holding back, he would truly be suppressed by Jun Xiaoyao.
However, Jun Xiaoyao remained utterly composed. He, too, fully revealed his own cultivation.
Boom!
True Spirit Realm Ninth Layer power burst out, golden energies surging like flames.
“What… this is True Spirit Realm Ninth Layer?”
“Impossible! The Jun Family’s Divine Child is only ten years old!”
When Jun Xiaoyao unleashed his cultivation, everyone in the audience was stunned, as though they had just seen a ghost.
Ye Xingyun’s expression froze, a chill creeping into his heart.
Jun Xiaoyao was both younger and higher in realm than he was.
Worst of all, he was more handsome as well!
How could Ye Xingyun not be enraged?
Boom!
In their exchange of blows, there was no suspense about the outcome.
Archaic Sacred Physique overwhelmingly suppressed the Star King Physique.
Jun Xiaoyao’s realm was higher than Ye Xingyun’s, too.
Inevitably, Ye Xingyun coughed blood, his chest bones broken, his body riddled with wounds. He was knocked away like a rag doll, hurtling out of the hall once more.
“Young Master!” Fu Bo turned pale and scrambled to examine Ye Xingyun’s condition.
After checking him carefully, Fu Bo let out a slight sigh of relief. Though Ye Xingyun was badly injured, he hadn’t sustained any irreparable damage.
Ye Xingyun’s face was ashen, and he glared at Jun Xiaoyao with intense reluctance.
“Xiaoyao Brother is so handsome!”
Jiang Luoli’s bright eyes glowed with little starbursts, gazing at Jun Xiaoyao with the look of a smitten admirer, not sparing Ye Xingyun so much as a glance.
Seeing this, Ye Xingyun felt a rush of blood surge from his heart to his head, and he fainted on the spot.
At the moment of unconsciousness, Ye Xingyun’s mind seemed to travel to some strange place. Stretching out before him was a grand, awe-inspiring Star Palace standing amidst the cosmic heavens.
And before that Star Palace stood a figure cloaked in sun, moon, and stars, its back turned as though it tread atop all realms.
Yet, before Ye Xingyun could examine it closely, his consciousness slid completely into darkness.