Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Jun Wuxie descended from the mountain peak and soon arrived at the edge of the area covered by the chaotic lightning.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes were all focused on him, staring intently, waiting for him to leave the chaotic lightning zone.

At this time, those guarding behind and on both sides of Chaotic Thunder Mountain also rushed to the front upon receiving the news.

Hundreds of cultivators from other worlds were distributed in a semi-circle, ready to strike.

Seeing their formation, Jun Wuxie couldn't help but reveal a hint of a cold smile.

Still regarding him as prey? These ignorant fools.

His footsteps didn't pause at all, and he directly stepped out of the area covered by the chaotic lightning.

He moved quickly out of Chaotic Thunder Mountain, appearing in the center of the encirclement of cultivators from other worlds almost instantaneously.

The cultivators from other worlds also reacted quickly, instantly surrounding him from both sides, sealing off his escape route, turning the semi-circular encirclement into a circular one.

"Native, now you are a turtle in a jar, with no hope of escape!"

Someone looked at Jun Wuxie, who was trapped in the middle, with a sneer, his posture quite condescending.

Everyone's eyes were filled with hostility.

Why would they be guarding here?

It was to suppress this native, to obtain benefits from him, to let him enter Chaotic Thunder Mountain to harvest resources, and then naturally kill him to eliminate future troubles.

However, everyone maintained their final restraint, and no one took action, only locking onto Jun Wuxie with their energy, preparing to suppress him with thunder at any time.

Because everyone was wary of each other, and more importantly, they were afraid of the Holy Son of Void and the Holy Son of Divine Wind.

These two were the best of the younger generation of geniuses, the Holy Sons of Eternal Ancient Families, with extremely respected status and positions, and were not easy to offend.

Holy Son-level figures walking outside were equivalent to representatives of the forces behind them.

Offending a Holy Son was equivalent to offending their family or sect.

"Everyone, what's wrong? After waiting for so long, now that I'm here, you've lost your reaction. I didn't expect you all to be so shy and bashful. If that's the case, I advise you all to go back early, stay at home, and learn some embroidery, it's better than showing your faces in public."

These words immediately caused the cultivators from other worlds surrounding him to almost explode.

This was naked humiliation and belittlement!

No one expected that this native would dare to do this!

Now that he was already trapped in their encirclement, he still dared to speak like this, mocking and ridiculing them, doing everything possible to provoke them.

Although this native came out on his own, seemingly fearless because he had something to rely on.

However, everyone was more confident in their own strength.

Hundreds of people surrounded him, and there were hundreds of experts in the Overlord Saint Realm!

With such a formation, how could this young native contend?

Even if he had stronger trump cards, it would be useless!

"Bastard!" The Holy Son of Divine Wind's face was gloomy. Such words were extremely harsh. This damned native actually mocked them as women. His eyes were cold, and he said in a cold voice: "This Holy Son has seen countless cultivators in the world, of various realms and personalities, but only after coming to this other world did I know that there are such reckless madmen among the heavens as you!"

"Everyone!" The Holy Son of Void swept his gaze around and said in a deep voice: "This native, this Holy Son and the Holy Son of Divine Wind are determined to have him. If you want to compete with our two great families, you are welcome to take action; if you are willing to give us two great families face, we will treat you well in the future!"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent, all looking at the people around them, exchanging glances.

After weighing the pros and cons, coupled with the guarantees of the Holy Son of Void and the Holy Son of Divine Wind, they finally made a choice.

They gave up competing with the Eternal Ancient Families, because the two Holy Sons had already said so much, directly stating that they represented their families.

In this situation, if they insisted on competing with them, then after returning, whether they could live was a small matter, what would their family or sect face in the future?

"It seems that you are all people of great wisdom, and have already made a wise decision."

The Holy Son of Void was very satisfied with their reaction, and then said: "Please help trap him and don't let this native escape."

"Holy Son, rest assured, we will definitely not let this native escape from here!"

The experts of some forces immediately expressed their attitude.

Since they had decided not to compete with the Holy Sons of the Eternal Ancient Families, why not take this opportunity to help, leave a good impression on the Holy Sons of the Eternal Ancient Families, and perhaps it would be beneficial to the development of the sect in the future.

If it were ordinary times, it would be difficult to find an opportunity to show goodwill to the Eternal Ancient Families.

Now, the Holy Sons of the two great Eternal Ancient Families were right in front of them, and the opportunity was rare.

The people present understood this, and after the several forces that had expressed their attitudes just now, they expressed their attitudes one after another.

"Holy Son of Void, Holy Son of Divine Wind, we will naturally not compete with you, and we will also help you prevent this native from escaping. However, I hope the two Holy Sons can agree that our Wang family will ultimately end this person's life with our own hands!"

The Wang family knew that things were impossible, and it was impossible to compete with the Holy Sons of the two ancient families. Everyone here had sided with them. If they were not sensible at this time, it would be tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

"It's just a small matter. Since he has a blood feud with your Wang family, this Holy Son agrees to you."

The Holy Son of Void appeared to be very generous.

Jun Wuxie watched their performance the whole time. This group of monkeys seemed to regard him completely as the fish on the chopping board, thinking that they could slaughter him at will, and each of them was fantasizing here.

"Native, you need to remember that this Holy Son has given you several opportunities to save yourself and given you a bright future. It's just that you don't know what's good for you, you are a frog in a well, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth, and you have to personally bury your life. Now, this Holy Son will personally judge you!"

While speaking, the Holy Son of Void exuded a powerful energy, filled with the laws of the void, causing the space around him to distort and oscillate.

He carried his hands on his back and walked towards Jun Wuxie in the center of the encirclement, each step he took in the void causing the space here to vibrate continuously.

This vibration had a special frequency, so that each time it vibrated, the space would form a fierce bombardment and strangulation of people.

The cultivators of various forces hurriedly retreated far away, expanding the encirclement by more than ten times.

Even though they had retreated far away, they could still feel the terrifying power of the void.

Those geniuses in the third level of the Land Immortal Realm all felt pain in their muscles and bones, and their internal organs and blood were surging, suffering a strong impact.

Inside the encirclement, in the empty area, the laws of the void were filled, making the space seem to be separated into many layers, constantly twisting, and the scene was terrible.

Faced with such laws of the void, Jun Wuxie had a feeling of standing in an unstable world.

However, this could not cause the slightest impact on his body.

His body shook slightly, and the chaotic golden blood energy spread out, instantly collapsing the void formation around his body, causing the space around his body to vibrate with the frequency of his blood energy.

"You are just a Holy Son from another world, and you dare to come to our universe to run wild!"

Jun Wuxie carried his hands on his back, and his deep eyes suddenly became sharp, his blood energy was like a vast ocean, and his momentum climbed frantically, completely suppressing the momentum of the Holy Son of Void.

"I want to see if this native can still be as arrogant and conceited as he is now when this Holy Son suppresses you to your knees!"

The Holy Son of Void's thick black hair danced wildly, and he was actually so despised.

He was the Holy Son of Void. Although he and the Holy Son of Divine Wind were younger in the same generation, and their cultivation realm was not as high as other Holy Sons, their talent growth intensity was in the top ranks.

Who was qualified to say that in front of him?

"Native, accept judgment!"

As the Holy Son of Void's voice fell, in an instant, in this area, the surrounding space underwent tremendous changes, and all reflected the figure of the Holy Son of Void.

The light of heaven and earth became dim.

The Holy Son of Void was everywhere, making it impossible for the people present to distinguish which was his true body.

Buzz—

The surrounding void suddenly made a roaring sound.

The Holy Son of Void moved like thunder, waving his fist to kill, his power was earth-shattering.

This created a very terrifying scene!

Countless Holy Sons of Void from all directions and angles bombarded and killed, as fast as lightning.

Even the pupils of the Holy Son of Divine Wind contracted violently at such a fairy art attack.

The fairy art of the Void Ancient Family was indeed powerful, and could actually do this.

The cultivators of the other forces were even more terrified.

They asked themselves, if they faced such an attack, how would they resist?

There were so many directions and angles, it was simply difficult to cope with, and they didn't even know which of them was the true body of the Holy Son of Void!

"Your speed is too slow, and it is difficult to hide the real body!"

Just when everyone thought that the native would inevitably be severely damaged and suppressed by this attack, a cold voice sounded in the middle of the battlefield.

They saw that in the center of the battlefield, the native suddenly disappeared. They couldn't see his movement trajectory at all. They only saw that in an instant, the sky above the entire battlefield was his flashing phantom.

Jun Wuxie was still in the posture of carrying his hands on his back. The Primordial True Eye was opened. All the shadow attacks of the Holy Son of Void turned into slow motion in his eyes, and he instantly saw through his true body position and locked onto it.

Stepping on the 'Line' Word Secret, in all directions, under the fairy art attack that everyone regarded as a perfect attack, he seemed to be strolling in a leisurely courtyard, shuttling between the gaps of the attack, and suddenly advanced to the front of the Holy Son of Void.

This happened very suddenly.

In everyone's eyes, in fact, it was the moment when the Holy Son of Void launched the fairy art attack, the void flashed all over the sky, and Jun Wuxie had already arrived in front of the Holy Son of Void, and the palm fingers surrounded by chaotic golden light patted forward.

The Void Holy Son's heart leaped violently, his pupils reflecting the chaotic golden light, and his eyes filled with shock and anger.

How could this native possess such terrifying movement techniques and speed?

He knew the power of his immortal techniques better than anyone, yet the target had easily evaded them and instead advanced right in front of him.

This had already breached his minimum safe distance.

The target was a body cultivator, and his physical strength was far beyond what the Void Ancient God bloodline, which he possessed, could match.

His reaction was also swift. He instantly retreated, activating his Void Immortal Technique, his body vanishing in an instant, making even his aura difficult to sense.

Almost at the same time as he disappeared into the void, Jun Wuxie's golden palm struck.

That palm was radiant with chaotic golden light, as if cast from immortal chaotic divine gold, carrying vast divine power, directly bombarding the void and causing it to tremble violently.

Although he failed to hit the Void Holy Son directly, Jun Wuxie's attack speed was too fast. The Void Holy Son had only just vanished into the void and hadn't traveled far when the divine power surged through the void, causing his body to convulse violently, his internal organs to churn, and a sweetness to rise in his throat, almost causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

This enraged him, making it difficult to accept. He felt a violent energy constantly boiling within his chest, wishing he could tear that native apart immediately.

Having grown up in the Void, he had never been blasted to the point of almost vomiting blood in a one-on-one battle!

To others, however, the situation appeared completely different. They only saw Jun Wuxie's palm strike empty air, and the Void Holy Son conceal his form, suddenly disappearing.

With the special traits of the Void bloodline, concealing oneself in the void was their strongest tactic, allowing them to launch unpredictable surprise attacks on their targets.

Jun Wuxie stood at the center of the battlefield, his feet unmoving, his body like a towering mountain, one hand behind his back. His gaze was deep and slightly cold, his moon-white sword robe fluttering, his dense black hair flying in the wind, every strand entwined with chaotic gold, giving him an indescribable divinity.

With the combined power of his Battle Intent Perception and his powerful divine sense, he sensed everything around him. Even without observing the surroundings with his eyes or using pupil techniques to see through illusions, his Battle Intent Perception and his Supreme Saint realm divine sense captured and firmly locked onto the Void Holy Son's position.

Just as the Void Holy Son was preparing to launch a surprise attack, Jun Wuxie struck first, abruptly turning around. His palm, entwined with chaotic gold, surged with blood qi and divine power, blasting towards a certain point in the void, causing the heavens and earth to tremble. The void there was directly blasted into a dense, spiderweb-like pattern of cracks.

The power of that strike was tyrannical and unparalleled!

Such a scene caused everyone present to change their expressions.

How could this native possess such attack power?

What realm was he in now? Even if he had gained opportunities and breakthroughs on the Chaotic Thunder Mountain these past few days, he would at most have just entered the Three Realms of Terrestrial Immortals, right?

How could he shatter the void to such an extent at this realm!

The moment the void cracks spread, everyone heard a muffled groan, and their expressions changed abruptly.

That was the Void Holy Son's voice. His surprise attack had failed, and instead, the native had locked onto his position, struck first, and gained the upper hand.

How did that native lock onto the Void Holy Son? He didn't even use his eyes to look; it was clearly not a pupil technique.

If it was through divine sense perception, how was that possible?

Even those in the Fourth Realm of Terrestrial Immortals had only a vague sense, because the Void Family's bloodline inheritance secret techniques were too terrifying, making it difficult to be locked on.

"Come out, don't hide in the dark sewers like a sneaky ghost. Such methods pose no threat to me."

Jun Wuxie's voice was calm, his face expressionless.

He also knew the Void Concealment Technique, and he used it even more skillfully than this Void Holy Son.

The surrounding void remained unresponsive.

Clearly, the Void Holy Son was unwilling to believe that his Void Assassination Technique had lost its effectiveness in front of the target.

He felt that just now, the native had merely stumbled upon it by chance, like a blind cat catching a dead mouse, and had coincidentally guessed his position. The next assassination attempt would likely yield a different result.

At this moment, the other party was saying this to play psychological warfare with him, attempting to mislead him and make him actively abandon the use of the Void Assassination Technique.

The Void Holy Son moved stealthily in the void, constantly approaching Jun Wuxie. He was extremely cautious, locking onto the target, fiercely wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes incomparably cold.