Sacred Body of the Immortals

The words of the Golden-Winged Roc King silenced the surroundings.

In truth, everyone was eager to know how Jun Xiaoyao had passed the fifty layers of trials.

"This divine son can pass whenever he wants, why should I explain to you, a mere golden crispy chicken?"

Jun Xiaoyao scoffed, too lazy to offer any explanation.

However, this statement left a group of people dumbfounded, their eyes wide in shock.

To actually refer to the Golden-Winged Roc King as a golden crispy chicken was nothing short of blatant humiliation.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you!" The Golden-Winged Roc King was furious, his insides burning with rage, his wings trembling behind him.

As a descendant of the Kalavinka lineage from the Sacred Mountain of Jialou, he had never endured such humiliation.

Even if Jun Xiaoyao had just broken the record of the Heavenly Dao Tower, so what?

No one knew whether Jun Xiaoyao had passed through with strength or by some special means.

"If you don't like this divine son, then come at me together. I don't have time to deal with you one by one," Jun Xiaoyao stood in the void, hands behind his back.

His strength had surged significantly compared to before, and he needed a few punching bags to test it out.

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's tone, few dared to call him arrogant; after all, he had just shattered an ancient record and was currently in the spotlight.

Moreover, they were curious about what opportunities Jun Xiaoyao had gained on the fiftieth floor and how strong he had become.

The Golden-Winged Roc King was filled with fighting spirit, golden light bursting from his eyes. His competitive nature made him unwilling to be outdone.

"Amitabha, Jun benefactor, this poor monk wishes to spar with you," Fa Hai could no longer hold back and was ready to strike.

Otherwise, he feared his mental state would crack.

As for Ye Xingyun, his expression changed, but in the end, he chose not to act.

"There's no rush to deal with him. Once I descend to the lower realm and find the treasures of the Wujixing Palace, my cultivation will soar, and defeating Jun Xiaoyao won't be impossible."

Ye Xingyun murmured to himself.

Clearly cowardly, yet he sought reasons and excuses to comfort himself.

Jun Xiaoyao scanned the crowd, noticing that the Yin-Yang Holy Son, Xia Lan, and others lacked even the courage to meet his gaze.

Finally, his eyes landed on Ji Qingyi.

"Ji family goddess, do you not wish to join the fray?"

Ji Qingyi was momentarily taken aback, not expecting Jun Xiaoyao to direct his words at her.

But she quickly replied softly, "Brother Xiaoyao is joking; Qingyi has no intention of competing."

Seeing the esteemed Saintess of the Human Immortal Sect avoid battle, many cultivators showed expressions of shock.

Jun Xiaoyao had already begun to establish an invincible presence among the younger generation in the Archaic Celestial Domain.

Jun Xiaoyao secretly shook his head, missing an opportunity to take a female servant... oh no, to engage in a friendly exchange.

"Then it seems it's just the two of you. Come at me together," Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"Arrogant!"

The Golden-Winged Roc King could no longer contain himself, letting out a roar that echoed to the heavens. His ten thousand sword feathers erupted from his back, transforming into a torrential wave!

It was as if ten thousand golden flying swords were shattering the sky, slicing through the firmament!

Each sword feather emitted a sharp sword aura that sent chills down the spine!

With ten thousand sword feathers unleashed, the overwhelming might was evident, causing many cultivators to turn pale and tremble.

At the same time, Fa Hai also made his move.

He stomped the ground, shattering it with a powerful recoil, and his figure soared into the sky.

Rich golden light burst forth, and his physique expanded, resembling a golden Buddha.

"It's the untransmitted body refinement technique of the Little Western Heaven, the Six-Foot Golden Body!" some elders gasped.

This was an extremely powerful body refinement technique, comparable to supreme laws.

Once cultivated to perfection, it became indestructible; even if the primordial spirit perished, the physical body would remain in the world.

"I didn't expect this generation's Little Western Heaven Buddha Son to cultivate the Six-Foot Golden Body to such a level," an elder marveled.

Regardless of anything else, with just this Six-Foot Golden Body, Fa Hai could firmly establish himself among the top talents.

The Golden-Winged Roc King and the Little Western Heaven Buddha Son, either one of them could stand at the pinnacle of the young prodigies.

Yet now, they both joined forces to deal with Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao remained calm, raising his palm and simply slapping down.

This was a simple slap, yet it was anything but ordinary.

For this slap contained a force of three billion pounds!

What kind of concept was that?

It far exceeded the imagination of many cultivators.

Boom!

The air erupted with a piercing explosion as all the air in front of Jun Xiaoyao's palm was compressed, the void trembling like the surface of a lake.

This was the ultimate manifestation of power!

Bang!

One slap!

Just one slap!

All ten thousand sword feathers shattered!

The terrifying pressure and wind from the slap sent the Golden-Winged Roc King crashing to the ground, deeply embedding him into the earth.

As for Fa Hai, despite activating the Six-Foot Golden Body and multiplying his physical strength, he was still slapped away by Jun Xiaoyao, blood spurting uncontrollably from his mouth.

He finally crashed into several nearby buildings, barely coming to a stop.

The cultivators present couldn't help but shiver.

Terrifying!

It was simply indescribable!

Jun Xiaoyao hadn't even used any special techniques; just a simple slap had overwhelmed both the Roc King and Fa Hai!

"The physical strength of the Jun family's divine son has surged again; what kind of technique has he cultivated?"

"Is this the terror of the Archaic Sacred Body? How many shackles has the Jun family's divine son broken?"

Many young prodigies gasped in disbelief.

Ji Qingyi's expression was more serious than ever.

Regardless of anything else, in terms of physical strength, even ten of her combined wouldn't match Jun Xiaoyao.

"Cough cough... Jun Xiaoyao, you..." The Golden-Winged Roc King coughed up blood, crawling out of the deep pit, his gaze fierce like a beast.

This was utterly humiliating.

What infuriated him even more was that the Nine-Headed Lion was now mocking him, sneering, "You still laugh at me for following the master? At least I'm the master's mount, but you? You can't even withstand a slap from the master; truly pathetic."

The Nine-Headed Lion's taunts nearly caused the Golden-Winged Roc King to suffer internal injuries.

On the other side, Fa Hai's Six-Foot Golden Body seemed on the verge of cracking, with wounds all over, bleeding profusely, looking extremely terrifying.

His expression was also cold to the extreme.

"This poor monk does not believe it!"

Fa Hai continued to attack.

"Great Might Heavenly Dragon, World Honored Earth Store, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bama Void!"

Fa Hai recited scriptures, activating the supreme law of the Little Western Heaven, the Great Might Heavenly Dragon Sutra.

In an instant, Buddhist light illuminated the area, and one Buddha after another appeared, accompanied by heavenly dragons as protectors, making Fa Hai appear like a holy son among Buddhas.

The Golden-Winged Roc King also unleashed all his strength, summoning the powerful bloodline divine abilities of the Golden-Winged Roc lineage.

In the void, the phantom of a divine roc manifested, tearing apart true dragons.

This was the bloodline divine ability of the Golden-Winged Roc clan, the Heavenly Roc Battling Dragon Diagram!

This was the ultimate move of both, released simultaneously. Even Jun Lingcang, Ji Qingyi, and other young supremes furrowed their brows.

If it were them, receiving the ultimate moves of these two would be quite challenging.

However, Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained unchanged as he threw a punch.

A surge of reincarnation power erupted, affecting the heavens and earth, as if it could shatter the cosmos.

Six terrifying reincarnation whirlpools descended along with Jun Xiaoyao's fist.

This was the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!

With this punch, the heavens trembled, all beings feared, and the universe was overturned!

This punch seemed to lead all things back to the void, the void cracking, and the surrounding flora withering in an instant.

"What kind of ultimate skill is this!"

The Golden-Winged Roc King rarely showed a look of terror.

Fa Hai's expression also changed dramatically, feeling an unprecedented chill!

Boom!

With one punch, the ground cracked for dozens of miles, everything around turning to dust.

Fa Hai and the Golden-Winged Roc King were directly smashed into the depths of the earth, their fates unknown.

Endless horror and dread permeated every heart.

This fist technique seemed to pull one into reincarnation, shattering both body and soul into nothingness!