Chapter 87: The Wrath of This Divine Child is Beyond Anyone's Endurance
Above the vast sky, nine-headed lions pulled a golden war chariot.
And Jun Xiaoyao, dressed in white, stood atop it, hands clasped behind his back, his garments billowing, resembling a deity that dominates the heavens and the earth!
At this moment, Bai Yuer and the people of the Zhuque Ancient Kingdom looked at Jun Xiaoyao with immense excitement and fervor, as if they were gazing upon an unparalleled savior!
Aside from Jun Xiaoyao, who else in the world is worthy of wearing white robes?
Jun Xiaoyao is their god!
“How could this be? How could the Jun family possibly come here?”
The rulers of the Qinglong Kingdom, the Baihu Kingdom, and the Xuanwu Kingdom all had slightly pale faces.
Though they were high and mighty sages, they still felt a sense of trepidation in the face of the colossal Jun family.
Let alone sages, even the supreme rulers would be extremely wary when facing the Jun family.
Now, although they had not seen the arrival of the Jun family’s sage, just Jun Xiaoyao alone was already enough to instill fear.
Jun Xiaoyao was not a sage, but his deterrent power was even stronger than that of a sage!
Because opposing Jun Xiaoyao was essentially equivalent to opposing the Jun family.
Who would dare provoke the ancient Jun family?
“Lord Son!”
Bai Yuer and the others gazed at Jun Xiaoyao, their hearts filled with joy.
“The Son has finally arrived.” In the sky, the ruler of the Zhuque Kingdom also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Initially, the ruler of the Zhuque Kingdom had some reservations about the Zhuque Ancient Kingdom submitting to Jun Xiaoyao.
But now, all grievances had completely vanished.
In the end, it was still up to Jun Xiaoyao to save the Zhuque Ancient Kingdom.
Jun Xiaoyao slightly lowered his gaze, looking at the Zhuque Ancient Kingdom’s army below, which had been reduced to merely tens of thousands.
He waved his hand slightly.
The Four Guardians of Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain immediately received the order, as if they had transformed into four torrents that pierced through everything, charging towards the million-strong coalition army of the three kingdoms.
It was hard to imagine that an army of only forty thousand could collide with a million-strong army.
However, the result was astonishing.
The million-strong army could not withstand the onslaught of the four troops at all.
Before the Four Guardians of Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain, these coalition forces were utterly defenseless.
After just a few back-and-forth charges, the coalition army of the three kingdoms had already lost over a hundred thousand men!
This was simply terrifying, enough to chill one’s bones!
“The Jun family’s Four Guardians of Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain are too strong!”
“Demons, they are demons!”
“Run!”
The soldiers from all directions were terrified, and the million-strong army was in disarray!
Meanwhile, the surviving soldiers of the Zhuque Ancient Kingdom let out roars of anger and began to counterattack.
“This…”
In the sky, the rulers of the Qinglong, Baihu, and Xuanwu Kingdoms were dumbfounded.
Even they had not expected the Jun family’s army to be this strong.
With only forty thousand men, they had instantly caused the million-strong army to collapse.
“Jun family’s Son, what exactly do you want?” the ruler of the Qinglong Kingdom said in a heavy tone.
“What do I want? It’s very simple…” Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
Then he raised an eyebrow, a cold glint flashing in his eyes as he said, “Either retreat, or… I will exterminate your nine clans!”
As soon as these words fell, it was like thunder striking from a clear sky!
The entire audience of a million was stunned!
Such words should be spoken by an emperor like the ruler of the Qinglong Kingdom, right?
But now, when they came from Jun Xiaoyao’s mouth, no one felt any sense of incongruity.
The status of the Jun family’s Son was not something a mere national emperor could compare to!
“Jun Xiaoyao, you…” The ruler of the Qinglong Kingdom’s face shifted between green and white, his sage aura barely contained.
“This Son stands here, and I dare you to make a move against me!”
Jun Xiaoyao flicked his sleeve and stepped into the sky, standing opposite the ruler of the Qinglong Kingdom.
Though he was only at the Unity Realm, he showed no fear in the face of the sage-level ruler of the Qinglong Kingdom.
In fact, his demeanor made it seem as if Jun Xiaoyao was the emperor and the ruler of the Qinglong Kingdom was the subject!
“Is this the might of the Jun family’s Son?”
Below, all the people of the Zhuque Ancient Kingdom trembled with excitement upon witnessing this scene.
Bai Yuer’s beautiful crimson eyes were filled with deep admiration and fervor.
“Jun Xiaoyao, don’t go too far. We have a lord backing us; it was he who made us do this,” the ruler of the Qinglong Kingdom said in a heavy tone.
He dared not confront the Jun family directly and could only use the name of the lord behind him as a shield.
“Oh?” Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze sharpened.
He had long suspected that there might be someone else backing the Qinglong Ancient Kingdom.
Now it seemed to be true.
Moreover, the identity and background of that lord must be quite remarkable, as he could command the rulers of the Qinglong Kingdom and others so obediently.
However, why would Jun Xiaoyao be afraid?
No matter how great the identity or background, could they defeat him?
“Regardless of who stands behind you, no one can withstand my wrath!” A cold light flashed in Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes.
Then he raised his hand, pointing his finger like a sword.
A vast sword aura surged forth, and a mighty sword intent roared!
A dazzling sword light, accompanied by countless celestial and divine phantoms, swept down from Jun Xiaoyao’s hand!
The sword light was astonishing!
It was the first move of the Immortal Slaying Sword Technique, Immortal Fall!
Boom!
A ten-thousand-foot sword light crashed down from the sky, smashing into the million-strong army!
In an instant, blood splattered, and countless screams erupted.
Tens of thousands of soldiers were annihilated by a single sword!
The coalition army of the three kingdoms, already shaken by the Four Guardians of Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain, instantly collapsed and scattered in all directions!
Seeing this, the ruler of the Qinglong Kingdom felt a surge of anger and was on the verge of making a move.
But thinking of the consequences of attacking Jun Xiaoyao, he managed to suppress his rage.
“Retreat for now!” The ruler of the Qinglong Kingdom’s eyes flashed with struggle, but he still issued the order.
If they delayed any longer, who knew how many of the million-strong army would remain.
And he did not dare to act against Jun Xiaoyao; he could only temporarily withdraw and let that lord decide.
If that lord personally intervened, the ruler of the Qinglong Kingdom would naturally not have to bear the wrath of the Jun family.
Upon hearing the ruler of the Qinglong Kingdom call for a retreat, the rulers of the Baihu and Xuanwu Kingdoms also retreated together.
In a short time, the million-strong army was reduced to just over sixty thousand, fleeing like lost dogs.
In just a moment, the once-mighty coalition army of the three kingdoms had vanished without a trace.
Jun Xiaoyao watched the rulers of the Qinglong Kingdom retreat but did not continue to press them.
Because the rulers of the Qinglong Kingdom were not the most important.
What mattered most was the lord behind them.
What was his true purpose in uniting the four ancient kingdoms?
Did he simply want to incorporate them into his own power?
It was precisely because he wanted to understand the doubts in his heart that Jun Xiaoyao chose to play the long game and fish for big catches.
The surviving generals and soldiers of the Zhuque Ancient Kingdom all showed expressions of joy at having survived the calamity.
They looked at Jun Xiaoyao with deep gratitude in their eyes.
Without Jun Xiaoyao, their Zhuque Ancient Kingdom would either be destroyed or forced to submit.
In the sky, the ruler of the Zhuque Kingdom deeply bowed to Jun Xiaoyao and said, “Thank you, Son, for your assistance. Without you, the Zhuque Ancient Kingdom would be in grave danger today.”
Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand slightly and said, “The Zhuque Ancient Kingdom is my force; I naturally won’t watch it perish.”
“Lord Son.” Bai Yuer also deeply bowed to Jun Xiaoyao.
“Hmm, don’t celebrate too early. That lord behind them will surely not let this go easily,” Jun Xiaoyao said.