From the very beginning, the Fallen Feather Holy Child arrived in Baiwang City.
No one could have predicted this situation.
Among the thoughts of these earth-born creatures, the most likely scenario is that the Fallen Feather Holy Son crushes Jun Xiaoyao.
At the very least, it can still maintain an advantage.
After all, the prestige of Ten Xiaowang has been deeply ingrained in the minds of every creature born from the burial grounds.
Ten Xiao Wang represents unparalleled talent and unmatched strength.
But now, reality slapped the Burial Spirit hard.
As it turns out, the so-called invincibility of talent is only relative.
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And now, the person who crushed ten Xiaowang-level prodigies has appeared.
Jun Xiaoyao's fist struck towards the Fallen Feather Saint Son with lightning speed,
The Fallen Feather Saint Son was terrified, his soul trembling as he screamed, "Human, do you really dare to kill me!"
"Ignorant!"
Jun Xiaoyao didn't want to waste any words and didn't stop his movements.
With a thunderous boom, Jun Xiaoyao's fist blast, infused with the power of billions of jin, slammed into the Fallen Feather Saint Son.
The result was self-evident. The fallen feather saint's body was smashed to pieces, directly shattering apart.
The Fallen Feather Saint's head flew out, her expression frozen in utter terror.
He swore that even the top ancient overlord of the Underworld Palace, ranked number one among the ten small kings, had never brought him such a sense of despair.
The Fallen Feather Saint Child felt like they weren't facing someone their own age, but a reincarnated emperor.
As Jun Xiaoyao punched, his primordial spirit power surged. A divine chain of order shot out, condensing into a golden short sword that pierced straight for the mind of the Fallen Feather Saint Son.
The moment the Taiko Sword appeared, it directly obliterated the Fallen Feather Saint Son's inner palace of the mind, destroying both his soul and divine essence.
This scene, it happened in just a fleeting moment.
Even Xue Ling and Tian You, the two Saint-Rank figures of the Fallen Feather Clan, were too late to come to the rescue.
Because the prestige of the Fallen Clan is deeply ingrained in their minds.
There is no creature that dares to kill a member of the Fallen Feather Clan in the Netherworld, let alone the Holy Son of the Fallen Feathers.
This is almost a law.
But now, the appearance of Jun Xiaoyao has broken this rule.
So what if it's the Fallen Feather Saint Child, kill him if you want.
"You little bastard, you dare!"
The two Fallen Feather Saints, Xue Ling and Tian You, were enraged. Their minds buzzed with fury, their five viscera burning with anger.
The most outstanding genius of the Fallen Feather Clan, was killed in just a few moves, and it happened right before their eyes.
Those living beings around Baiwang City widened their eyes, gaped at each other, and wore expressions of astonishment.
"My goodness, I actually killed the Fallen Feather Holy Son"
"Is this madness, are you crazy?"
In their view, even if Jun Xiaoyao had the ability to kill the Fallen Feather Saint Son, he shouldn't have made the move.
Leave a line for everything, so that you can meet again in the future.
But they did not know, Jun Xiaoyao's character was one of supreme self-regard and unrestrained freedom.

without any ambiguity.
Seeing the fall of the fallen saint, even the Patriarch of the Cang family and his retinue felt a chill run down their spines.
Jun Xiaoyao's actions undoubtedly mean a complete and irreconcilable feud with the Fallen Feather Clan.
Along with them, their Clan Cang could become the target of the Fallen Feather Clan's wrath.
The Cang sisters, on the other hand, showed no fear. They supported whatever Jun Xiaoyao did.
"You little wretch, come die!"
Both the Blood Fiend Saint and the Heavenly Nether Saint made their move.
One bullies the weak, disregards status and cares for nothing.
They must let Jun Xiaoyao die, otherwise, wouldn't the Fallen Feather Saint Son have died in vain? The prestige of the Fallen Feather Clan would also plummet.

Seeing this, all the creatures present shook their heads slightly.
The ending has been decided.
When both saints stepped in regardless of their status, what else is there to say.
Is there anything else besides death?
"Master!" Both Cang Yue and Cang Xue cried out anxiously.
The head of the Cang family gritted his teeth and made a move.

The head of the Cang family moved in a flash, joining the battle and shielding Jun Xiaoyao.
"Well, are the Cang clan going to rebel?" Blood Shadow Saint and Heavenly Abyss Saint stared with icy eyes.
The head of the Cang family gritted his teeth secretly.
He took action because the Cang sisters had previously told him about Jun Xiaoyao's origins.
He comes from the ancient Jun family.
The head of the Cang family is a sage after all, and he has some vision. Naturally, he knows what the two words "Jun family" mean.
More than a decade ago, wasn't the war that swept across Wan Gu Zang Tu and even Zang Jie caused by the Jun family?
Such a terrifying force, even the Fallen Feather Clan pales in comparison.
If one could make a few connections, it would be of immeasurable benefit to the Cang family.
This is also the reason why the head of the Cang family dared to take a gamble.
He's just gambling!
"Oh," Seeing the Patriarch of the Cang family make a move, Jun Xiaoyao was rather surprised.
It seems the Cang family isn't stupid either.
Although he didn't need the Cang family to make a move, their actions at this moment were quite satisfactory to him.
It seems your Cang family has lived too long and wants to perish yourselves. Blood Ling Saint's eyes flashed with blood.
"Master, let us help you destroy the Cang family!"
At this moment, the master of Gongming sect stepped forward, a cruel smile on his face.
"And us too."
The members of the Iron Bone Clan and the Azure Ghost Clan also stepped forward.
"You..." The patriarch of the Cang family's face turned ashen.
These three forces clearly want to take advantage of the situation and carve up the Cang family.
"A bunch of idiots!"
Jun Xiaoyao let out a cold snort and waved his hand.
Suddenly, three figures stood before Jun Xiaoyao.
When three figures appeared, the qi of heaven and earth became chaotic, and a majestic aura erupted with a boom.
These three figures radiated a cold, metallic sheen. They were tall and imposing, their bodies etched with intricate, arcane patterns that seemed to thrum with ancient power.
"This...is a puppet"
When three puppets appeared, everyone present was taken aback.
But when they felt the aura emanating from the three puppets, the astonishment on their faces immediately transformed into deep horror.
Because these three puppets all radiated a fluctuation at the level of the Great Sage.
These three, they are all puppets of the Great Sage realm!
This is utterly terrifying, my scalp is about to explode!
A puppet of the Great Sage level is incredibly rare and precious. Even among immortal forces, there are few such puppets to be found.
Even if it were not Sun Wukong, but a saint or even an emperor-level puppet, there wouldn't be many in the Immortal Realm.
Xue Ling and Tian You, the two saints, were so frightened that their souls almost left their bodies. Their eyes bulged out in terror.
The anger and ferocity on their faces almost instantly transformed into panic and disbelief!
"Go!" Jun Xiaoyao's tone was indifferent, like the arrival of death, reaping souls.
Three puppet figures of the Great Saint Realm moved instantaneously.
A puppet charged toward the two Saints, Blood Ling and Tian You.
The remaining two then turned their attention to the three major forces, including Gong Ming's clan.
Next comes the time of slaughter!

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