Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

The king of the Ancient Kingdom of Dragon, the leader of the four ancient kingdoms, was killed with a single move.

Blood splattered across the sky in a very poignant manner.

Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect a saint to be killed so easily.

The King of the Kingdom of Dragon fell to the ground with a frightened, confused, and shocked expression.

He seemed to be confused. How could a saint like him be killed so easily?

However, that was not all. The killing edge of the zither continued to charge at the four puppets.

Boom!

A violent rumble was heard.

Two of the puppets of the Saint level were instantly destroyed and severed at the waist.

The remaining two puppets were also severely injured. Although they had yet to completely disintegrate, they were already shattered.

The entire battlefield was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

The champion Yang Pan of the panwu Celestial Dynasty's pupils violently trembled, revealing a hint of disbelief.

How could Jun Xiaoyao's guardian be so powerful?

At first, Yang Pan thought that even if Jun Xiaoyao had a Dao Protector, they were probably only at the Saint Stage.

Generally speaking, no cultivator of a higher cultivation stage would be willing to be a personal maid.

Jun Xiaoyao's personal guardian was obviously more powerful than a saint.

"Could it be a King of the Saints?" Yang Pan's expression was very ugly.

He had never suffered such a loss ever since he became the champion.

Now, he had lost almost all of his high-level combat power. The two broken puppets that he had left had almost no combat power left.

On the other hand, Jun Xiaoyao had three Saints on his side, not to mention the terrifyingly powerful guardian.

Coupled with the fact that the armies of the Ancient Kingdom of White Tiger and the Ancient Kingdom of Xuanwu had turned against them.

The champion's title was over.

Seeing the current situation, Yang Pan took a deep breath and said, "Jun Xiaoyao, are you really going to go against me? Why don't we both take a step back now?"

Yang Pan was no fool. He knew that he would be at a disadvantage if he continued to fight head-on.

"Heh, weren't you pretty forceful before? Now we're both taking a step back?" Jun Xiaoyao said sarcastically.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I'm giving you face by not making an enemy out of me. There's no benefit in doing so!" Yang Pan said with an uncertain expression.

"Do I need your respect? Besides, I have so many enemies. Why would I need a servant like you?" Jun Xiaoyao's expression was apathetic.

Without another word, he extended his hand.

The violent golden qi soared into the sky and transformed into a lifelike golden divine elephant that seemed capable of suppressing the universe.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't even need to use any great Abhijna when facing the clone of the champion Yang Pan. He could finish the fight with a single slap.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you're digging your own grave!" Yang Pan roared as he unleashed his own Ultimate Abhijna.

However, he was just a mere clone. He didn't even have the Pan Emperor's Spiritual Sword with him, so how could he be a match for Jun Xiaoyao?

Pfft!

Jun Xiaoyao pressed his palm down and smashed Yang Pan's avatar into a bloody pulp.

Everyone felt their scalps tingling at the sight.

Just like that, the champion's clone was killed by a single palm strike.

"Is the divine child of the Jun family already so powerful?" Many generals were shocked.

They were all several levels higher than Jun Xiaoyao in terms of cultivation level, but they all felt their hearts skip a beat at the sight of Jun Xiaoyao's ferocious demeanor.

At the same time that Jun Xiaoyao shattered Yang Pan's clone.

Far away in the Panwu Celestial Dynasty, in a magnificent palace that was dazzling in gold and jade and surging with violet qi.

A furious roar was heard from within.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I, Yang Pan, will never forgive you!"

Upon hearing that voice, the servants outside the hall all turned pale with fear.

If Yang Pan were to get angry, he would be even more terrifying than an Asura demon.

'I seem to have heard the name of the divine child of the Jun family. What kind of enmity did the marquis have with him?' some servants thought to themselves in horror.

At that moment, Yang Pan's cold voice rang out from within the hall.

"Someone, pass on my order. Spread the news that I champion, Hou Yangpan, will be challenging the Jun family, Jun Xiaoyao, at the top of the Forbidden City of the Divine Dynasty's royal palace!"

"Let's set the date for Wu Mingyue to pick her husband. I will crush Jun Xiaoyao under my feet before all the forces in the Mystic Realm!"

Upon hearing that, all the servants around the hall were petrified. They widened their eyes and gasped.

The champion of the Panwu Celestial Dynasty, Hou Yangpan, challenged the divine child of the Jun family of the Ancients.

This was no small matter. If it were to spread, it would cause huge waves!

Coupled with the fact that Wu Mingyue was picking a husband for herself, the Panwu Celestial Dynasty would become very popular.

How many forces would be attracted here?

It was unimaginable…

An old servant sighed and said, "The curtains are about to be drawn on a grand occasion where geniuses fight for supremacy. I hope that you will have the last laugh, Your Highness."

Meanwhile, in the Ancient Kingdom of Phoenix…

Jun Xiaoyao didn't know that Yang Pan was so angry that he was about to challenge him to a fight.

Even so, Jun Xiaoyao probably wouldn't be affected by it.

How dare he yell at him?

All he had to do was suppress him with one palm.

Countless people around were still shocked.

On the other hand, Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained calm.

Killing one of Yang Pan's clones was not a big deal to him.

Jun Xiaoyao looked around and saw a ring flashing among the bloody froth left by Yang Pan's clone.

Jun Xiaoyao grabbed it.

There was a soul seal on the ring. Jun Xiaoyao casually drove the true spirit within the divine palace.

Jun Xiaoyao's truesoul, which looked like a miniaturized version of himself, released a powerful force of the soul.

Although Jun Xiaoyao's physical body was terrifying beyond compare, his soul cultivation didn't fall behind either.

He had always been cultivating the Meditative Methods of Chaotic Divinity.

The power of Jun Xiaoyao's soul easily broke the seal on the ring.

Jun Xiaoyao didn't care about any of that nonsense.

What he cared about was the parts of the bronze compass.

As expected, all three parts of the compass were among them.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly and said, "Oh, Yang Pan, you've been scheming for so long, yet I still ended up picking the peach. You're truly Xiao Chen the Second."

Yang Pan had painstakingly planned all of this, only to have Jun Xiaoyao succeed.

He knew that Yang Pan must be so angry that he was about to explode on the spot.

Jun Xiaoyao put the three pieces of the compass into his magical artifact.

With that, he gathered all four pieces of the compass.

However, now was obviously not the time to study it.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced below. Everyone in the Ancient Kingdom of Dragon's army had ashen faces.

A faint hint of hatred was seen in the eyes of those generals.

After all, their king had been killed by Jun Xiaoyao.

"Send my order to the Ancient Kingdom of Dragon. Kill all the generals who are above soldiers," Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

"Understood!"

Before the king of the Kingdom of Phoenix could agree, the king of the Kingdom of White Tiger and the king of the Kingdom of Black Tortoise hurried to respond.

Since they had surrendered, they naturally had to show some respect.

It didn't take long for them to slaughter all of the generals of the Ancient Kingdom of Dragon while the soldiers surrendered.

Subsequently, Jun Xiaoyao issued an order to unify the four ancient kingdoms into the Four Symbols Ancient Kingdoms.

The king of the Ancient Kingdom of Four Symbols was the king of the Kingdom of Phoenix.

Bai Yu'er was his successor.

The storm that swept across the four ancient kingdoms was finally over.

However, as soon as the commotion started…