Chapter 34: The Jun Family Sequence Battles the Ancient Royal Clan
Bang!
A golden giant palm of divine power descended like a portion of the heavens themselves, pressing down with overwhelming force!
Amid a hair-raising cracking sound, blood splattered beneath that colossal golden palm!
Some of that blood even splashed onto Long Haotian’s body, covering him from head to toe!
Dazed. Astonished.
At that moment, the entire venue fell silent.
No one had anticipated Jun Xiaoyao to be so domineering—striking with lethal force at the slightest discord, killing Lan Qingya with just one palm.
And he did so right in front of Long Haotian.
Many observant individuals also noticed that Jun Xiaoyao had casually forced Long Haotian back with a single move. Although Long Haotian had been caught off guard, being pushed back by one strike still spoke volumes.
As the giant palm of divine power dispersed, all that remained on the ground was a mangled lump of flesh—a sight that turned stomachs. Moments earlier, she had been a beauty; now, she was nothing but gore. The stark contrast was jarring.
Many looked at Jun Xiaoyao with newfound awe.
“This Divine Child is ruthless, sparing no one—not even a woman.”
“That’s the caliber of a true Divine Child. If he went easy every time he saw a woman, he’d lose a measure of respect.”
Elders from several major powers whispered among themselves. Jun Xiaoyao’s display lived up to his titles of Jun Family Divine Child and Sequence Zero.
“You… how dare you!” Long Haotian’s eyes flared with rage, mixed with a trace of shock.
A moment ago, Jun Xiaoyao had casually unleashed a move just to halt him, yet Long Haotian felt an almost irresistible force. As the Dragon Scion of the Ancestral Dragon Nest, his physique surpassed that of most elite geniuses. Even so, with one casual blow, Jun Xiaoyao had made his arms quiver, nearly fracturing them.
“Even if he possesses the Ancient Desolate Saint Physique, there’s no way his body should be this strong,” Long Haotian muttered inwardly, face grim.
At this point, several Primordial Royal Clan geniuses accompanying Long Haotian stepped forward, shouting:
“Jun Family Divine Child, how underhanded—ambushing us like that!”
“Exactly! If not for your sneak attack, how could our Dragon Prince have been forced back?”
Clearly, they aimed to salvage Long Haotian’s dignity.
“Impudent! Our Jun Family Divine Child is not someone you ants can slander!”
Jun Zhangjian’s keen gaze swept over them. The sword on his back rose into his grasp, radiating a terrifying sword intent in all directions!
Right now, Jun Xiaoyao was akin to a benefactor for Jun Zhangjian. After receiving his help, Jun Zhangjian naturally wished to return the favor.
Jun Xuehuang also stepped forward gracefully, her ice-blue eyes exuding chilling intent.
“In our Jun Family, you have no right to be so insolent!”
For a time, the young elites of the Primordial Royal Clans faced off against the Jun Family Sequences. Their battle spirits surged, murderous intent filling the air!
On one side, Jun Xiaoyao stood with hands behind his back and a frosty expression, while Jun Zhangjian and Jun Xuehuang bristled with fighting spirit.
On the other, Long Haotian’s blood instantly boiled, his expression dark. The Primordial Royal Clan members around him also burned with resolve.
“Let me, Niu Dingtian, see for myself if this fabled Jun Family Divine Child is truly as formidable as rumored!”
A tall young man, broad of shoulder and waist, strode forward with two black horns on his head. Each step caused the ground to tremble.
“That’s Niu Dingtian, a rising power of the Bull Demon Mountain. Word is, he once took on ten human geniuses at once!”
Many of the young guests from various factions discussed in hushed voices. He was indeed a well-known genius among the Primordial Royal Clans.
“You alone are unworthy to face the Divine Child!”
Jun Zhangjian flashed forward, swinging his sword horizontally with a brilliant slash!
“Hmph, what’s so great about the Jun Family Divine Child or Sequence Zero? Today’s banquet will be the day of your Jun Family’s humiliation!”
A beautiful woman with two wings on her back made her move. She was a genius of the Feathered People, one of the Primordial Royal Clans.
“The Jun Family isn’t some random target for anyone to challenge.” Jun Xuehuang’s voice was cold.
Lifting her fair hand, she channeled boundless ice, forming a barrage of frosty spears.
Meanwhile, several other notable Primordial Royal Clan talents also attacked. In the blink of an eye, divine powers filled the air, radiant energies blazed across, and the void rumbled from every side!
Jun Zhangjian and Jun Xuehuang, two of the Jun Family Sequences, stood firm against the onslaught of Primordial Royal Clan geniuses!
“Nine Swords of the Rising Sun!”
Jun Zhangjian had a heart one with the sword, allowing him to perfect any sword technique. Nine slashes tore across the sky like beams of divine light. A Primordial Royal Clan cultivator was ripped to pieces on the spot, dying instantly!
Jun Xuehuang stood amidst swirling frosty currents, sending her icy spears shooting forward. Screaming, another royal clan cultivator fell, impaled clean through.
“These Jun Family Sequences are so powerful!”
Many guests were visibly shaken. Although Jun Xiaoyao was the main focus of the gathering, Jun Zhangjian and Jun Xuehuang now shone brightly.
“In the top ten Sequences of the Jun Family, Jun Zhangjian is ranked tenth, and Jun Xuehuang is seventh. That’s not particularly high, yet their strength is already startling!”
“I’ve heard the top five Sequences include a genius with True Dual Pupils and another who inherited a forbidden legacy—their power is utterly monstrous!”
“Most forces would boast endlessly if they had even one genius of this level, yet the Jun Family has ten!”
“And on top of that, they have their Divine Child, an absolute anomaly. Sequence Zero hasn’t appeared in a very long time.”
“Such is the might of an Ancient Aristocratic Family—envy gets you nowhere…”
Elders from various first-rate factions sighed, their admiration evident as they watched.
Observing one royal clan genius after another fall in pools of blood, Long Haotian’s face was grim. He had come here intending to step on Jun Xiaoyao. Instead, Jun Xiaoyao remained untouched, while his own side lay in ruins.
“Undying Sword Physique—Ten Thousand Swords Return as One!”
Jun Zhangjian released the might of his Undying Sword Physique. Thousands of sword auras materialized across the sky, merging at last into a single heaven-rending sword!
Splurt!
Niu Dingtian, the young genius of Bull Demon Mountain, was sliced neatly in half, blood spraying everywhere!
“Icy Heaven Snow Lotus!”
Jun Xuehuang held up a pale hand, channeling a colossal surge of frigid power into a gorgeous lotus of snow and ice. Though beautiful, it seemed capable of freezing all eternity!
“Go!”
She hurled the icy lotus toward the proud Feathered People genius.
“No!” The woman’s face went ashen. Realizing the unstoppable cold within that lotus, she knew it was futile to resist!
Just at that critical juncture, a figure surged forward like a raging dragon.
It was Long Haotian!
He furrowed his brow, golden dragon eyes blazing with anger. Long Haotian simply could not stand idle any longer!
Boom!
He thrust out his hand, rolling waves of divine power forming a golden dragon claw—a blow that seemed capable of rending the skies and shaking the world!
“That’s the Ancestral Dragon Nest’s ultimate martial technique, the Dragon-Severing Hand!” people shouted in surprise, recognizing a forbidden skill of immense power.
Bang!
That golden dragon claw crushed the snow lotus outright, then continued its forceful advance, bearing down on Jun Xuehuang’s chest.
“Watch out!” Jun Zhangjian shouted anxiously, but it was too late for him to save her.
Jun Xuehuang herself looked slightly startled. She hadn’t expected Long Haotian to intervene so abruptly, and as the Dragon Scion attacking at full strength, his blow was fearsome. Even she had little chance of dodging it.
But just as the golden dragon claw was about to slam into Jun Xuehuang’s chest, a figure darted in front of her with blinding speed, taking that strike squarely in the chest.
“Divine Child!” Jun Xuehuang’s face grew instantly pale.