One-Hit Kill’s active effect required the user to perform shameful actions, drawing uniform and endless energy from the entire audience.
Jun Changxiao bragging a bit only increased it by 10%, so he had no choice but to pull five disciples to dance the Wangu Sect version of New Treasure Island.
This exploded.
150%… 200%… 300%…
Massive shameful energy surged from the hearts of martial artists from all directions. Not only was the upper limit broken again and again, but the aura pervading the air also became increasingly bizarre.
The Lingtian Immortal Sect elder’s forehead seeped more and more sweat.
Jun Changxiao and his disciples were still dancing shamefully, without any martial dao aura flowing out, yet they seemed to contain some kind of pressure, fiercely squeezing his mind and soul.
“Performing such behavior in broad daylight truly violates social norms!”
“This is Wangu Sect’s Sect Master? I truly feel ashamed for his master Tonggu Zhenren!”
The other powerhouses from the Ten Great Immortal Sects didn’t feel the invisible pressure, sneering one after another.
Honestly.
This kind of behavior was very shameless!
But for Jun Changxiao to do it was perfectly normal—after all, method actors didn’t rely on face, didn’t rely on looks!
“Why!”
Ye Xingchen roared inwardly: “Would I do such a shameful thing in public!”
Jun Changxiao being shameless—who didn’t know that? But as the former Night Emperor, he could do morning exercises in the sect, but couldn’t bear dancing under everyone’s gaze. Even changing songs would be better, like… Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss wouldn’t be this awkward.
He Wudi was similarly devastated.
His screen time hadn’t been much lately. Finally appearing, he became a backup dancer!
“400%…”
“500%…”
“Ding! One-Hit Kill charging complete.”
Under the super-strong shameful atmosphere, the martial technique finally finished charging, with energy reaching 500%!
As the main dancer, if Jun Changxiao took off his shirt and danced bare-chested, the shameful energy could rise at least another large notch.
100% energy smashed half the sky, 500% energy…
“That’s enough.”
Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers.
The music stopped, disciples dispersed.
Dog Sheng touched his shiny bald head with one hand, then looked at the Lingtian Immortal Sect elder, the corner of his mouth rising slightly as he smiled: “Come.”
His expression harmless, eyes innocent.
However, just those two words made the Lingtian Immortal Sect elder’s back break out in cold sweat.
A genuine peak True-Seeking Realm cultivator actually feared a lower True-Seeking Realm—this was truly inconceivable.
“Elder Hou.”
A nearby fellow sect member said: “Are you alright?”
The nine sects’ powerhouses also saw that Elder Hou’s expression was strange, showing incomprehensible expressions.
They didn’t know that Jun Changxiao’s One-Hit Kill was a single-target martial technique. When charging, it had already locked onto Elder Hou, forming invisible pressure that only the person involved could feel.
“Everyone…”
Elder Hou opened his mouth with difficulty: “This kid is a bit evil, I…”
He wanted to say forfeit, but with so many people watching, if he said it, his lifelong reputation would be completely ruined.
Just a lower True-Seeking Realm—how could he be intimidated!
Fight!
Elder Hou encouraged himself, quickly adjusting his mentality, saying solemnly: “Sect Master Jun, this place isn’t suitable for battle. Let’s change locations.”
“Sure.”
…
Several thousand miles away.
Jun Changxiao, looking like a little monk, stood suspended in the air with hands behind his back.
Directly opposite, Elder Hou’s expression remained grave, even somewhat approaching pallid.
“What’s happening?”
“Is Elder Hou actually afraid?”
“Impossible. Jun Changxiao is merely lower True-Seeking Realm. Even if he has some tricks, he absolutely can’t shake a peak True-Seeking Realm.”
The Ten Great Immortal Sects’ powerhouses firmly believed Elder Hou would win.
Unlike them, martial artists from all directions had more complex mindsets—some thought Jun Changxiao would lose, others thought he’d win.
Those who thought he’d lose made rational calculations. Those who thought he’d win were gambling—gambling that if Wangu Sect’s Sect Master wasn’t confident, how could he agree to single combat?
“Elder Hou.”
Jun Changxiao cupped his fists: “You’re peak True-Seeking Realm and older than me. Please attack first.”
“…”
Elder Hou muttered inwardly: “This guy is definitely deliberately setting a trap for me. If I really attack first, I’ll definitely earn the reputation of bullying the weak and relying on seniority.”
Hmph!
As if I’d fall for it!
Elder Hou said indifferently: “Although you’re a sect master, this old man is at least of the same generation as Tonggu Zhenren. Both emotionally and rationally, you as a junior should attack first.”
Worthy of coming from a great sect—his words were faultless.
“Good!”
Jun Changxiao said: “Better to obey than to be polite!”
Elder Hou was dazed.
This guy agreed so readily—why did it feel like he’d still been played?
“Elder Hou!”
Jun Changxiao gradually rose into the air, spreading both hands. His left hand gathered Fire Soul power, his right hand gathered Evil power. He said proudly: “This seat has one ultimate technique called Heavenly Flying Immortal. Today I’ll make a fool of myself.”
“Heavenly Flying Immortal?”
The Ten Great Immortal Sects’ powerhouses sneered.
In the upper realm, the character for Immortal represented the supreme and ultimate. It couldn’t be used casually.
“Whoosh!”
Elder Hou flicked his sleeve. The top-tier martial artist’s presence and aura instantly exploded, his entire person becoming extremely immortal-like.
Strange to say.
When Jun Changxiao gathered two types of energy, that invisible oppressive feeling suddenly dissipated.
Without this feeling interfering, Elder Hou naturally wouldn’t fear a lower True-Seeking Realm cultivator.
Crush him.
In the snap of a finger.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Just then, Jun Changxiao, who had flown to a certain height, brought both hands together. Fire Soul Spirit and Evil Spirit instantly merged, forming a tremendously powerful air wave. He shouted loudly: “Heavenly Flying Immortal!”
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!”
The extremely rare two types of spirits erupted vigorously, transforming into towering air waves spraying from above, as if a ferocious beast sleeping for ages had awakened from the void.
Martial artists from all directions were stunned.
Was this the power a lower True-Seeking Realm could explode with?!
“Crack crack crack!”
“Crack crack crack!”
Space twisted and gradually shattered!
Jun Changxiao’s attack this time had good power and special effects, but the Ten Great Immortal Sects’ powerhouses sneered even more, because this level couldn’t shake a peak, much less an upper realm!
“It was just me being paranoid.”
When the two spirit powers pressed down, Elder Hou’s mentality actually relaxed.
Heavenly Flying Immortal?
Heavenly Flying Garbage!
“Buzz!”
“Buzz!”
Suddenly, nearby space trembled slightly, quickly becoming folded. This made Elder Hou, who had relaxed his vigilance, change expression. The oppressive feeling that had disappeared suddenly surged into his heart dozens… hundreds of times stronger!
“Not good…”
“BOOM——”
An earth-shattering impact sound, accompanied by rolling dust, instantly resounded throughout the entire upper realm. Space crazily collapsed, the earth crazily trembled, the affected range reaching tens of thousands of miles.
In the cosmic space camera view, the entire plane could be seen shaking.
“Swoosh!”
“Swoosh!”
Tonggu Zhenren and Qiye Zhenren flew above the Ultimate Dao Cave Dwelling, looking toward the northwestern direction with horrified expressions, looking at… the gradually collapsing peach-shaped depression.
In the small village.
The storyteller said in surprise: “This power is a bit strange.”
…
Outside the phenomenon area.
Space shattered into pieces, dust covering the sky.
“Thud!”
“Thud!”
The Ten Great Immortal Sects’ powerhouses closest to the explosion all fell to the ground, eyes filled with terror and shock.
They had captured Jun Changxiao’s attack process. At first, he manipulated two types of spirit power pressing down with both hands. Midway through, he suddenly twisted his butt, then… the shocking boom occurred!
“Ding! Side quest complete, obtained 10,000 Reputation Points.”
“Ding! Sect Reputation Points: 11,000.”
“Ding! Congratulations host on completing side quest, obtained hidden rewards: Seal-Opening Talisman ×1, Transcendent Sect Master Ball ×1, Supreme Immortal Sword [Unsharpened] ×1.”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Wild wind howled, blowing away the dust.
Jun Changxiao, hands behind his head in a reclining posture, hovered in the shattered sky, saying lazily: “The vein about to emerge belongs to my Wangu Sect. Ten Great Immortal Sects, get lost quickly.”
The camera moved below. The ground also had a peach-shaped crater. Elder Hou was embedded in the deepest part. Because he was buried in mud, only a few fingers could barely be seen, occasionally still twitching.
Cheater.
Victory.