#1926 - The despair of the ancient ancestors of the Black Ji clan
None of the several prodigies from beyond the realms could escape; they were sealed within the killing formation created by the array of soldiers.
They frantically charged within, their entire beings radiating madness, but to no avail.
"Let's fight! Let's fight him!"
Seeing no way out, all the despair and fear within the four prodigies from beyond the realms turned into madness as they desperately sought to survive.
Like trapped beasts, they roared and launched attacks at Jun Wuxie.
"Fight? What do you have to fight with?"
Jun Wuxie's voice was calm and indifferent.
Faced with this group of frenzied True God Realm prodigies from beyond the realms, he responded with the same golden palm, raising it and delivering a slap.
Despite the great distance, at the instant the palm moved, a hand condensed from golden blood energy appeared before one of the prodigies from beyond the realms, directly striking his face.
That prodigy from beyond the realms roared madly, doing everything he could, using all means to resist, unleashing all sorts of secret techniques and divine abilities.
But none of it worked.
The other three prodigies from beyond the realms also unleashed their divine abilities to help him resist, attacking the golden palm together.
Still, it was useless!
All their divine abilities and secret techniques could not stop that hand.
The golden palm was like immortal gold, unstoppable.
No matter what divine abilities or secret techniques they used, they shattered upon contact with the golden palm, unable to withstand the domineering blood energy and divine power.
"No——"
Seeing all his means were futile, and the palm was about to strike his face.
That prodigy from beyond the realms let out a scream filled with despair and unwillingness, tearing at his heart and lungs.
Almost simultaneously, everyone watching the battlefield felt their hearts tremble, their eyes twitch, and their pupils constrict.
For the fourth time, they witnessed a True God Realm prodigy from another world being blown apart.
Still, it was just a slap.
Jun Wuxie truly treated them like insignificant shrimp.
Apart from using the array of soldiers to evolve a barrier to prevent them from escaping and sealing off the battlefield, he only used one hand throughout the entire process!
The True God's physical body exploded into a bloody mist, unable to revive, and was directly absorbed into the palm of the golden hand, along with his primordial spirit, which was refined and shattered.
The remaining three prodigies from beyond the realms were even more terrified.
They screamed and rushed forward.
Knowing they would die, they didn't want to die too pathetically.
How could they sit and wait for death out of fear of their opponent?
They were the most outstanding talents of their generation, always proud, and had never bowed their heads or yielded except when facing young masters.
But today, they were afraid, terrified, and desperate.
The ending held no suspense.
The response to them was always that golden palm.
One slap for each little friend, three slaps, and the three prodigies from beyond the realms were blasted apart on the battlefield.
Three miserable screams, separated by only a brief moment.
The battlefield was silent, the world was silent, without the slightest sound, even the wind had stopped.
In a certain place within the city, the four young masters from beyond the realms had faces so gloomy that water could drip from them.
Their eyes were extremely cold.
"If not for the concern that the one surnamed Jun would escape and hide, does he think he could be so rampant today?
When we enter the Ultimate Secret Realm in the future, this young master will surely make him kneel at my feet and repent for his sins, and let him experience what fear and despair are!"
Young Master Yao gritted his teeth, secretly communicating with the other three young masters through divine sense.
His eyes were terrifyingly cold, like a serpent from hell.
"That's right, although he is strong, his true strength is definitely not a match for us.
In this world, from ancient times to the present, there has never been a precedent of being able to defy a True God Great Perfection Realm with a Half-God Realm.
There was none before, there is none now, and there will be none in the future!
Moreover, we are powerhouses in the hundred-generation myth realm.
Our people were crushed by him because their realm was too low.
That one surnamed Jun has the ability to break through the barriers of the God-level great realm, his attack power is quite strong, and he himself is a body cultivator with extremely strong physical defense.
If they hadn't just entered the True God Realm, but had the Middle Perfection of the True God Realm, the one surnamed Jun would definitely bleed today!"
"It doesn't matter, the Ultimate Secret Realm is about to open, and his time is running out.
When we get inside the secret realm, if we want to kill him, then he will have no way to go to heaven or earth, just like crushing a slightly stronger…"
Before he could finish speaking, a terrifying aura of military force instantly arrived.
It was a golden figure, like a dazzling divine sun, piercing through the air.
It was too fast, catching the four young masters from beyond the realms off guard.
At the same time, a golden fist imprint bloomed, divine power surging, penetrating the universe!
"Courting death!"
Young Master Yao from the four young masters discovered that he was locked on.
The target of the fist imprint's attack was him.
He immediately waved his fist to meet it, and a divine ability diagram bloomed in front of the fist imprint.
With a loud bang.
The remaining force instantly swept in all directions, shaking the buildings of the entire city.
The defensive runes on the surface of the buildings flickered with intense light to extinguish this impact.
People heard a muffled groan, followed by an angry roar.
Where Jun Shen's fist imprint had struck, a figure flew out, crashing into a tall building in the city.
The defensive runes on that building bounced the figure away again.
Who was that?
People were shocked that after taking a punch from Jun Shen, he was only shaken back, his arm spasming and bleeding, but he was not seriously injured.
"Not knowing whether to live or die!"
Young Master Yao was furious, his hands forming seals, a piece of divine law blooming, and a great seal emerged.
"Go!"
At this moment, Young Master Xiang and the others came to his side and dragged him away.
"I want to kill him!"
Young Master Yao was already ashamed and angry, struggling unwilling to leave, but was still forcibly dragged away.
Clang!
Almost at the same time, a golden war sword condensed, cutting through the heavens and the earth, breaking through the universe.
The sword light was hundreds of millions of feet long, instantly catching up with the four young masters who had already left the city and entered the starry sky.
The sword light was still locked on Young Master Yao.
Young Master Yao was shocked and furious, and suddenly turned around to fight.
"Don't get entangled in battle!"
Young Master Xiang spread out his palm, a piece of law blooming in his palm, evolving into a giant shield.
The other two young masters quickly pulled Young Master Yao away.
A burst of trembling sound pierced through the starry sky.
The military sword energy was world-shocking, and it shattered the shield with one blow.
The sword light fell, and Young Master Yao was cut in half with a puff, blood splattering into the starry sky.
He let out a scream.
Immediately, his broken body instantly merged, and he was pulled away by his three companions, disappearing into the vast starry sky.
At the Ninth Heng Pass, people were shocked.
Who were those four people just now, and why did Jun Shen suddenly attack them?
Moreover, those four people were too strong, and they could withstand Jun Shen's attack without dying.
You must know that the seven prodigies from beyond the realms, all in the True God Realm, were directly blown apart by Jun Shen with one slap each.
Those four people were even stronger than those prodigies from beyond the realms!
The ancient ancestors of the You Clan, the Lanqin Clan, and the Hengqi Sect were dumbfounded, their hearts filled with emotion and excitement.
They had roughly guessed who those four people were.
It was very likely that they were the young masters from beyond the realms who had already crossed the border.
They had been lurking in the city all along.
What they didn't know was that Jun Shen had already discovered them.
Jun Shen was too strong, so strong that it was unimaginable.
Not only did he suppress and kill seven prodigies from beyond the realms with a few slaps, but even the young masters from beyond the realms were no match, and could only run away in a sorry state.
In contrast to their mood were the people of the Black Season Clan.
Seeing those four young masters escape, their hearts suddenly cooled by half.
That was one of their dependencies, and they ran away like this, retreating without a fight?
Weren't those young masters from beyond the realms very strong?
Didn't they claim that they could easily kill Jun Wuxie?
They ran away like this!
"Now, what reliance does your Black Season Clan have?"
Jun Wuxie stood in the battlefield area, his eyes coldly sweeping inside the Black Season Clan.
His voice made the people of the Black Season Clan tremble all over.
Immediately, a brilliant golden light bloomed, appearing above them.
It was a palm, golden, as if cast from immortal gold, exuding a terrifying pressure.
They looked up, their faces filled with horror.
Why didn't the great dark powerhouse take action?
Did he want to watch them die?
Their hearts were filled with despair, their bodies and minds trembling, and they were almost unable to stand.
The next moment, they found themselves imprisoned, unable to move at all.
Faced with the golden palm in the sky, these Half-God Realm powerhouses lost even the power to move.
Immediately, a huge suction force sucked them all up.
"No! Save us!"
The ancient ancestors of the Black Season Clan cried out in horror, their faces filled with despair.
However, the depths of their clan remained quiet.
The existence hidden in their clan did not intend to take action at all.
Only at this moment did they realize that they were only being used as cannon fodder, without any value.
What a sad thing this was.
Whether it was the ancient ancestors of the Black Season Clan or the Muyang Clan, they were all forcibly taken away from their clans by the golden palm and thrown into the battlefield.
Jun Wuxie looked inside the Black Season Clan, but the mysterious man still did not react.
It seemed that he really didn't intend to save these people.
"Jun Shen, we were wrong, we will definitely correct our mistakes, please give us a chance!"
The ancient ancestors of the Black Season Clan knelt down, begging loudly.
They didn't want to die, they had cultivated to the God Realm, and in this great world, there was still a long way to go in the future, and there were still many wonderful things waiting for them, how could they die like this?
Jun Wuxie remained expressionless and silent. He pulled Ji Feng towards him, and with a flick of his sleeve, Ji Feng was sent flying amidst a shriek.
Immediately, a strand of golden blood energy condensed into a battle spear, piercing through Ji Feng's chest and pinning him in the void.
Ji Feng let out a miserable scream.
The sickly, twisted look on his face was finally gone, replaced only by fear.
His expression was one of extreme terror, and he begged for mercy loudly.
Seeing that begging was useless, he turned to Yu and shouted, crying and pleading for forgiveness, saying that he had realized his mistake and hoped he would plead for him with the Godly King out of their past brotherhood, asking him to spare his life.
People were disgusted by his words, cursing him for being shameless.
How could he even have the face to ask Senior Yu to plead for him?
How utterly devoid of shame must a person be to do such a thing and say such words.
The things Ji Feng did in the past were outrageous, and today he still quibbled and prevaricated.
If he weren't lying on the chopping block as a fish on a cutting board, would he say he was wrong?
Absolutely not!
This kind of scum would never admit his mistakes from the bottom of his heart, he would never repent, he would only become more and more depraved.
"Ji Feng, how can you have the face to ask me to plead for you?"
Yu walked out of the city, accompanied by Qin, as well as the ancestors of the Yu and Lanqin clans.
"Look at you now, so different from your previous sickly, twisted self.
Why don't you continue to be smug?
Yu stepped forward and slapped Ji Feng hard across the face, instantly swelling half of his face.
"What goes around comes around.
Today you will pay the price for everything you have done.
Don't try to use brotherhood to blackmail me.
Between us, there is nothing but hatred!"
After Yu finished speaking, he turned to look at his ancestors and the ancestors of the Lanqin clan and said, "According to the law, Ji Feng should be executed by slow slicing. May I, as a junior, personally carry out the execution?"
"Of course, you are the victim, it is reasonable to make such a request."
The ancestors of the two major clans both nodded in agreement.
"Yu! Your whole life has depended on luck. You are only luckier than me, otherwise you would be a complete failure!
If it weren't for that Jun Wuxie helping you, would you still have the chance to stand in front of me now?
Hahaha!"
Seeing that he could not use brotherhood to blackmail Yu, and knowing that no matter how much he begged it would be useless, Ji Feng immediately became twisted again.
Yu responded with a loud slap, knocking out half of his teeth.
Ji Feng could not resist, could not defend.
When he was pierced by the battle spear condensed from golden blood energy, the power in his body was completely sealed.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he glared fiercely at Yu, cursing loudly.
Yu completely ignored his foul language, took out a knife, and directly began to cut pieces of flesh from his body, one by one.
Ji Feng's curses immediately turned into miserable screams.
The people in the city witnessed this scene and did not feel any sense of bloodiness or cruelty, but rather felt very happy.
Scum like Ji Feng should be tortured to death in this way to relieve the hatred in their hearts.
