In the dark starry space, the sinister man floated in a half-bent posture.
His mouth hung open, expression twisted in agony, chest sunken with an obvious footprint.
From this person’s perspective looking down, one could see the desolate plane used for battle, even clearly catching the huge breach in the spatial barrier separating it from the outside.
The sinister man had broken through with his body.
He was already dead at this moment, the fatal wound being that footprint on his chest.
“Dead just like that?”
Black and White Wraiths withdrew their spiritual sense, eyes immediately showing shock.
As top-tier experts in the mortal realm, both clearly saw that when the sinister man pressed down, Jun Changxiao kicked him out with one foot.
That kick was clean and decisive, requiring no excessive budget burning.
But precisely this simplicity unleashed terrifying power, even directly penetrating a plane’s deep spatial barrier!
Deep spatial barriers were the kind space-time worms gnawed on, belonging to the final defensive line connecting to the universe.
Normally, even formidably strong warriors fighting on continents could shake space, but only at ordinary levels. To break deep barriers required void-shattering ability.
Jun Changxiao kicked the sinister man into outer space with one foot, and killed him with that same kick—this meant he already possessed this level of power!
Therefore, Black and White Wraiths felt intense shock rising within.
The Sect Master didn’t use divine abilities or enter stone form, yet one kick was so brutal!
Or was his realm already at Martial Sovereign level, perhaps even stronger, and he’d been pretending to be weak all along?
“Trump card!”
“A trump card from Senior Tonggu!”
After brief mental gymnastics, Black and White Wraiths quickly reached a conclusion—Jun Changxiao couldn’t possibly have terrifying cultivation. This sudden explosion must be related to Senior Tonggu!
After all, he was a personal disciple. Having given the Tonggu Warship, why not provide a critical life-saving trump card?
“That must be it!”
Black and White Wraiths firmed up their thoughts, simultaneously understanding why the Sect Master remained calm from beginning to end—he had a powerful trump card in hand!
Supposedly, the Brain Supplement Trio shouldn’t lose face at a time like this.
But because Jun Changxiao’s kick was too fast and the commotion too great, with their current cultivation they couldn’t capture it at all. So they just stared blankly at the huge hole appearing above, completely baffled thinking: “What just happened?”
“Fifth Brother!”
The other four of the Five Starry Tyrants’ eyes flashed with towering fury, mixed with extremely strong wariness.
The sinister man’s strength was no less than theirs, yet he was kicked to death with one foot. How terrifying must this young man’s power be!
“Sigh!”
Jun Changxiao lowered his foot and said lightly: “Really couldn’t take a kick.”
“……”
Black and White Wraiths’ mouths twitched violently.
My little brother, with that simple kick of yours, even we brothers would be instantly done for!
However…
Black and White Wraiths’ reaction time was a bit slow. Only after quite a while did they roar internally: “One kick out, and the head went bald!”
Speaking of this, Jun Changxiao really wanted to cry.
After One Punch Kill triggered at 100%, he felt extremely explosive power gathering in his body that he could manipulate at will. A flash of inspiration struck—why not use his foot to avoid side effects?
The idea was good.
Reality was cruel.
One Punch Kill’s power wasn’t in the punch, but in the “certain kill” aspect.
Whether fist, foot, or even finger or butt, as long as it met the “certain kill” requirement, the user’s hair would inevitably fall out.
Unsealing the Unrecoverable Blade entering weakness period, activating One Punch Kill instantly losing hair.
All this conformed to the law of equivalent exchange.
“No big problem.”
The system consoled: “Host has hair growth agent—you’ll have waist-length hair by tomorrow!”
Jun Changxiao collapsed: “When these words come from your jinx mouth, why do I feel they’re somewhat unreliable?”
“Pfft!”
Suddenly, laughter came from behind.
Jun Changxiao with his shiny bald head quickly turned around, only to see Su Xiaomo covering her mouth trying hard to suppress laughter, her face turning red from the effort.
Xiao Zuiji and Li Fei lowered their heads.
They really didn’t dare make eye contact with the Sect Master, fearing they’d lose control and laugh out loud.
“Pfft!”
It was fine when Jun Changxiao didn’t turn around, but once he did, even strictly trained Su Xiaomo who normally wouldn’t laugh no matter how funny something was, couldn’t help but laugh out loud again, finally bursting into “Puhahaha” laughter.
Laughter is contagious.
Li Fei, who was originally maintaining a Sa Beining-style suppressed laugh, heard Su Xiaomo laughing and couldn’t hold it in anymore. He squatted on the ground covering his face, laughing wildly.
Most exaggerated was Li Shangtian, already laughing prostrate on the ground.
Honestly.
The Sect Master’s shiny bald head was simply too comedic!
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
“Bang!”
Three fist lights flashed.
Su Xiaomo, Li Fei, and Li Shangtian stood at attention sporting large bumps, their expressions supremely solemn.
“Sigh.”
Jun Changxiao shook his head.
Coincidentally, his peripheral vision caught Li Qingyang, discovering he not only stood upright but remained expressionless. Comfort immediately rose in his heart: “This Seat’s second disciple is still reliable.”
“Second Senior Brother.”
Su Xiaomo transmitted seeking advice: “How did you do it?”
Li Qingyang replied: “Closed off my vision!”
“I see!”
“Ah, why didn’t I think of that!”
At this time, except for the truly reliable Lu Qianqian and Ye Xingchen, Xiao Zuiji, He Wudi and others all closed off their vision, because the Sect Master’s bald head really tested one’s laugh-suppression skills too much.
“Gentlemen.”
Jun Changxiao turned back around, his bald head flashing with a gleam of light: “Do you still want this Seat’s incomplete scroll?”
His voice was calm, without any powerful aura flowing, as if he were an ordinary person.
Precisely this made the remaining Four Starry Tyrants feel immense pressure, because the scene of one kick killing the sinister man was still vivid, still echoing in their consciousness!
This was威慑力 (Aura of Power), this was震慑力 (Pressure Aura)!
Black and White Wraiths, originally quite worried, now hid safely in the shadows.
With the Sect Master’s explosive kick just now, forget dealing with the other four experts—completely annihilating everyone on the warships would be easy.
“Elder Wu.”
The rough middle-aged man transmitted: “What should we do?”
He very much hoped to obtain the Seven Profound Radiant Shattering incomplete scroll, but the young opponent’s one kick killing their companion was too terrifying, forcing him to follow his heart.
The white-haired elder furrowed his brows tightly.
At this moment, he finally understood why the Starfaring Sea King had been killed with one sword.
“This person’s strength is formidable. We absolutely cannot force it!”
“Retreat?”
“If we can’t do it openly, we’ll go covertly!”
After brief communication, the four reached consensus—quickly flee for now.
Having them give up the incomplete scroll was truly difficult, after all they’d searched for so long. If direct confrontation didn’t work, they could only use underhanded tactics.
“Sect Master.”
White Wraith transmitted: “These four have thoughts of retreating.”
“Retreat?”
Jun Changxiao’s lips curled into a smile. He then took out all four copies of the incomplete scroll one, two, three, and four, laughing: “This Seat has not only incomplete scroll four here, but also incomplete scrolls one, two, and three.”
Seeing this, the Four Starry Tyrants’ eyes immediately blazed with intensity.
“Just as the records said!”
The white-haired elder immediately judged from the scrolls’ form that these were the Seven Profound Radiant Shattering incomplete scrolls they’d been painstakingly searching for, and four volumes appeared at once!
Can’t retreat!
Must obtain them!
Powerful greed occupied their consciousness, forcing the Four Starry Tyrants to abandon fleeing plans, eyes locked dead on the four incomplete scrolls.
“Gentlemen.”
Jun Changxiao declared loudly: “If your subordinates can defeat this Seat’s disciples behind me, these four incomplete scrolls will be offered with both hands.”
The Four Starry Tyrants looked at each other, unsure what scheme he was plotting.
No scheme really—just wanting to use this opportunity to provide disciples with even more powerful practical combat experience.
The white-haired elder fell into contemplation, considering whether the opponent had some conspiracy, but the burly middle-aged man beside him couldn’t hold back anymore and said coldly: “Since that’s the case, then respectfully we’ll comply.”
“Swish!”
With a wave of his hand.
“Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!”
From several warships under his control, thousands of subordinates of various forms jumped out, their strength comparable to Martial Kings, Martial Emperors, and even Martial Saint levels.
“Snap!”
Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers: “Darlings, begin your performance.”
“Swoosh swoosh swoosh!”
Behind him, Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji and others shot forward.
They stood in various postures several dozen zhang away from the thousands of warriors, the auras they emanated seemingly transforming into wolf pelts draped over them, their eyes gradually sharpening.
“Ah!”
Purple Lin Demon King roared furiously.
“Ahhh!”
However, no matter how much his veins bulged, no matter how his momentum erupted, the clothes and pants Jun Changxiao gave him recently seemed stuck to his skin, completely unable to be torn apart.