Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Abu Zan was arrogant, high and mighty, with the air of a dominator.

However, his actions were quite different from his words.

After speaking, he did not attack, but instead took a step back.

The imperial grandsons and prodigies of the three ancient emperor families all frowned and retreated behind the crowd.

"You go, test how much he's really worth."

The imperial grandsons of the three ancient emperor families obviously did not intend to attack themselves.

They didn't want to follow in the footsteps of Linlang Yu.

Some time had passed since Linlang Yu's fall in the Divine Ancient.

During this time, whether Jun Wuxie's strength had increased and by how much were unknown.

It was impossible to obtain the latest information about him and difficult to make an assessment, so it was better to let someone test the waters first; this was the wisest choice.

Although they spoke the most forceful words, it didn't mean they were impulsive people with hot blood.

Caution allows one to sail for ten thousand years.

If they accidentally stumbled, it could have a huge impact on their life's growth, just like Linlang Yu, whose fate was truly tragic, basically announcing his withdrawal from the competition among his generation.

The imperial grandsons of the three ancient emperor families spoke, but the thousands of strong individuals present did not act immediately.

The strong individuals looked at each other, and for a time, no one moved.

"Do you dare to disobey the orders of the imperial grandsons?"

The prodigies of the three ancient emperor families' faces turned cold, "What are you still hesitating about?

You don't need to compete with your generation, you are all ancient ancestors of various forces, and you have left your true souls in your clans.

Even if you die in the Divine Ancient today, you can be resurrected in your families or sects in the future.

After resurrection, it will not affect your status or your future.

Today, anyone who contributes to dealing with Jun Wuxie, both the individual and the family or sect to which they belong, will receive resource support from our ancient emperor families!"

As soon as these words came out, the ancient ancestor powerhouses of the major forces had fiery eyes and excited faces.

This was a promise from the ancient emperor families.

As beings transcendent from the world, their foundations were so deep that it was unimaginable; even a little bit of resources they took out would be rare immortal treasures.

As they said, they had left their true souls and could not be completely killed; they could be resurrected in their families or sects.

Even if they died in the Divine Ancient today, the cost of exchanging it for the support of the ancient emperor families and the resources bestowed by the ancient emperor families was too worthwhile; it could even be said that they had made a big profit!

Immediately, a large number of people moved forward a distance, narrowing the encirclement.

However, because there were too many people, they couldn't fit within the effective attack range, and if a battle started, they would be restricted.

"The number at a time should not be too many; take thirty people as a wave and attack!"

The prodigies of the ancient emperor families commanded.

Immediately, most people retreated, leaving only thirty people around Jun Wuxie.

This group of people had cold eyes and fierce killing intent; everyone's gaze and aura completely locked onto Jun Wuxie.

"Jun, don't blame us!

Blame only your sharp edge, your lack of understanding of how to conceal your abilities, and your ignorance of the principle that a tree standing out from the forest will be destroyed by the wind.

You are too dazzling, and your contemporaries live in your shadow.

You alone have taken away too many resources, leaving other competitors with no chance at all.

In this era, prodigies emerge in large numbers, and various opportunities and fortunes should belong to everyone.

But you have cut off everyone's path!

Therefore, your ending is already doomed!"

An ancient ancestor of an imperial family spoke coldly.

As soon as his voice fell, his arms stretched out, Dao patterns flickered, immortal power surged, secret techniques bloomed, and visions appeared in the sky.

A huge phantom emerged, ten thousand feet tall.

The phantom was covered in flowing immortal light, filled with the majestic aura of an emperor; its huge palm fingers crushed the void with a boom, pressing down on Jun Wuxie.

At the same time, other strong individuals also attacked.

They cooperated very well, launching fierce attacks together.

In all directions, secret techniques shrouded the sky, blooming in the dark starry sky, immortal light illuminating this space, dazzling and piercing, countless Dao patterns evolving, and the killing was shocking.

Various secret techniques, immortal power surging, came overwhelmingly, fierce and unparalleled.

In the eyes of all living beings on the Longevity and other continents, they only saw the starry sky near the gate of the boundary road, as if stars had exploded, the light dazzling and piercing.

All living beings knew that a great battle had broken out!

At this time, Jun Wuxie, standing in the center area surrounded by thirty strong individuals, did not move.

His face was indifferent, his eyes deep, and he just stood there.

The chaotic golden blood energy flowed on his body, forming a chaotic golden blood energy circle, neither dodging nor avoiding, nor launching a counterattack.

Boom!

Clang—

Various immortal techniques bombarded his chaotic golden blood energy circle, erupting with deafening roars and metallic tremors that tore apart the starry sky, sparks flying everywhere.

Only the light curtain of the chaotic golden blood energy circle rippled slightly, and the Dao patterns of various immortal techniques collapsed in patches at the moment of collision.

The visions shattered all over the sky, making this space chaotic, immortal power violent, like a flood sweeping and impacting in all directions.

This scene shocked the strong individuals of the major forces.

The imperial grandsons and prodigies of the three ancient emperor families also couldn't help but shrink their pupils slightly.

This person was truly strong; he actually didn't dodge or avoid, and forcibly withstood the joint bombardment of the immortal techniques of thirty people, and even his blood energy shield could not be broken.

"If your immortal techniques only have this much power, I'm afraid you won't even be able to break my defense today.

I hope you can put in some effort."

Jun Wuxie glanced over the dozens of people, his words calm.

The thirty strong individuals from various forces were shocked and angered by his words.

"You are too arrogant!"

They were furious!

How unreasonable, to dare to look down on themselves so much, to provoke them like this!

A young man in the Reincarnation Eternal God Realm was just a junior.

And these people were all ancient ancestors with top-level strength, the strongest group of people in their sects or families.

The peak of the Golden Immortal Realm, joining hands, actually couldn't do anything to a Reincarnation Eternal God cultivator in the Divine Ancient World, and couldn't even break the opponent's defense.

This was simply a great shame!

Their anger was completely ignited, and the aura on each of them soared, launching a second round of attacks.

This time, the Dao patterns were even more blazing at the moment the immortal techniques bloomed.

Obviously, the killing power of this second round of attacks was much stronger than before.

As a result, various immortal techniques continued to bombard the chaotic golden blood energy circle, still only causing the blood energy circle to vibrate, and it was difficult to even deform, let alone break through.

The blood energy shield seemed to possess immortal power, making the besieging strong individuals feel shocked and angry.

How could a cultivator in the Reincarnation Eternal God Realm possess such heaven-defying defense?

How did he do it?

How could he cultivate his blood energy to such a perverted level at such a low realm? It was simply like Arabian Nights!

"The opportunity was given to you, but you are useless.

Now, it's my turn."

As Jun Wuxie's voice fell, his arms stretched out, and suddenly the starry sky in this area moved with the rhythm of his arms.

An unspeakable momentum was gathering frantically.

The strong individuals of the major forces all had a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Don't clash with him head-on, temporarily avoid his edge, and consume his blood energy!"

The people of the ancient emperor families continued to command.

The besieging strong individuals immediately used their body techniques to the extreme, quickly shuttling and dodging in the void around Jun Wuxie, trying to prevent him from locking onto them.

"It's useless."

Jun Wuxie's cold voice was like the life-reaping devilish sound from the **** of death.

The fist mark was dazzling, like a chaotic golden sun breaking through the sky, bombarding forward.

The locked strong individual tried his best to avoid it at the strongest speed of his life, but found that the fist mark seemed to have completely locked onto him and could not be avoided at all.

After a scream, he let out a roar, and several immortal techniques were instantly unleashed, trying to obliterate the power of this punch.

At the same time, others also hurriedly took action to help, joining hands to bombard the fist mark.

However, the fist mark was incomparably tyrannical.

No matter what immortal technique collided with the fist mark, it would collapse at the slightest touch, unable to shake it at all.

The chaotic golden fist mark was strong and unmatched, piercing through layers of immortal techniques, destroying everything in its path, unstoppable.

"No!"

The strong individual screamed, full of unwillingness, watching helplessly as the fist mark bombarded him.

His body shook violently, his chest was pierced through, and his internal organs were blasted out, exploding a cloud of blood mist behind his body.

His body flew out, instantly withering.

This blow directly severely injured him.

This was still the result of Jun Wuxie showing mercy, otherwise a punch would have been enough to shatter him, destroying both his body and soul.

He naturally would not blast these people to pieces.

If he chose to kill them directly, wouldn't it be a waste of Dao fruit resources?

The man's screams made the others' hearts tremble.

They finally realized how strong their opponent was.

This was a steel plate, and it would not be easy to kick through it; they did not know how much they would have to pay.

Fortunately, their side was a joint force of major forces from many worlds, and thousands of people had come this time.

The man's body flew out, staining the void with blood all the way.

Mysterious runes bloomed under Jun Wuxie's feet, disappearing in place and chasing after him in an instant.

When others saw this, they all took action to bombard and kill, trying to intercept him.

However, all attacks were useless.

The chaotic golden light flowing body was too strong, forcibly smashing all immortal technique visions along the way; in the midst of the overwhelming immortal technique siege, he was as if he was in no man's land, chasing after the strong individual who had been blasted away, and the chaotic golden palm fingers sucked in the void.

The strong individual screamed, fell into his hands, was swallowed by the vortex in his palm, and disappeared.

Jun Wuxie did not choose to peel off his Dao fruit in public.

Such visual and psychological impact would be too strong, causing fear in these powerhouses, striking at their Dao hearts and battle intent.

They have their True Souls preserved in their families or sects, and are not very afraid of death.

However, being forcibly stripped of their Dao Fruits is definitely unacceptable.

For a moment, the remaining twenty-odd powerhouses all paused.

Thirty people besieged him, and just as they exchanged blows, one of them was forcefully killed by the opponent.

Just then, applause rang out in the distance.

It was the Imperial Grandsons of the three Ancient Emperor Families.

They clapped their hands with cold smiles, "Well done, Jun Wuxie, you are indeed strong.

We have to admit, your strength is very high.

What realm are you in, only the Reincarnation Eternal God Realm?

At least, we have not sensed an aura above the God Realm on you.

Yet you can achieve such a degree."

Speaking of this, the Imperial Grandsons changed their tone, "It's a pity that no matter how strong you are, you can't change your ending.

We are now even more interested in your bloodline origin and life origin.

Such a human body elixir can be called a peerless immortal treasure, tsk tsk.

Look around you.

You can kill one, ten, a hundred.

What about those thousands?

This time, we can exhaust you to death.

I really want to see how many you can kill and how long you can last.

Actually, if we were to attack, we could suppress you within a hundred rounds.

However, we prefer to watch you weaken step by step from a strong posture, and then struggle in despair.

Everyone, what are you standing there for?

Anyway, you can be resurrected. Today, use your lives to deplete his energy, spirit, and essence.

When you are resurrected in the future, our Ancient Emperor Families will definitely bestow resources to help your families or sects reach unprecedented peaks!"

"We are willing to go through fire and water for the Ancient Emperor Families, even if it means dying ten thousand times!"

The powerhouses of the various forces were extremely excited, each of them as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

The twenty-nine people immediately launched a fierce siege.

A figure from the crowd who had not yet taken action joined the battlefield, bringing the number of besiegers to thirty.

Thirty is the optimal number for a siege.

After all, the suppression of the Godly Ancient Order rules is too strong. Even powerhouses at their realm have limited attack distance and range, unable to support too many people attacking at the same time.

If they are too far away, they can't hit. Even if the attack distance is barely reachable, the power will be greatly reduced, and they will not be able to deplete the target's energy, spirit, and essence. Instead, they will accelerate their own consumption.

Jun Wuxie extended his arms within the area besieged by the powerhouses, striking in all directions.

His fists, one after another, the fist imprints in the air, like rounds of primordial suns, brilliant and blazing, with boundless light.

In the battlefield, screams rose and fell.

With each punch, a powerhouse from another world was pierced through, blood splattering across the starry sky.

And the powerhouse whose body was pierced would be taken into Jun Wuxie's Palm World the next moment and disappear.

As one powerhouse disappeared, a new person would immediately fill the gap, always maintaining the momentum of thirty people besieging him.

The powerhouses of the various forces were not afraid of death. On the contrary, they were very excited because there were benefits to be gained.

Anyway, they could be resurrected. It was just a period of dormancy, and it was not as if they could not recover.

Such a price was not too great, but it could be exchanged for a hundredfold or a thousandfold return, and even have a profound impact on the sect or family.

Just imagine, the benefits of establishing a relationship with the Ancient Emperor Families for the future development of the family or sect are self-evident.

"Hey Jun, I heard that you have vigorous and long-lasting blood energy, and you are best at high-intensity endurance combat.

Today, we really want to see how strong your endurance combat ability is.

How long can you maintain your peak state, and when will you start to decline, hahaha!"

The powerhouses of the various forces, although watching the people around them being pierced one after another and then disappearing, were not afraid at all. On the contrary, they were very arrogant, their words and expressions full of provocative meaning.

The Imperial Grandsons and geniuses of the three Ancient Emperor Families watched the show with their hands behind their backs in the distance.

As long as Jun Wuxie's energy, spirit, and essence were depleted to the point of falling from his peak state, they could steadily suppress him, capture him back, and then divide his bloodline and life origin.

Boom!

At this moment, the newly joined powerhouse sacrificed an Immortal Dao weapon.

The blazing immortal light illuminated the starry sky.

The magical weapon dropped killing light, its power was extremely strong, it had reached above the peak of Eternal Life, almost equivalent to the power of the Half-step Immortal Realm.

Most of the people who came here brought magical weapons or forbidden weapons.

The first batch of people who came out were those without magical weapons or forbidden weapons.

That batch of people has now all fallen into Jun Wuxie's hands.

The rest all have magical weapons and forbidden weapons.

With weapons in hand, their strength is much stronger than those before.

Of course, even so, it is actually the same for Jun Wuxie.

Anyway, they can't break through his defense.

If it weren't for the need to hide some of his strength, he wouldn't need to waste time here with these people.

It is known that these forces have some kind of connection with the darkness and collude together.

To avoid any variables.

Jun Wuxie must hide his true strength, showing only one or two percent is enough.