Tens of thousands of miles of sky collapsed, over a thousand miles of ground sunk, countless rocks, trees, and vegetation reduced to ashes—this was the destructive power of One-Hit Kill charged to 500%.
Was Elder Hou alright?
Judging from the fingers exposed outside still able to tremble, it seemed he should still have a breath left.
However, taking such powerful force head-on, even if he narrowly survived, he’d have to lie in bed recuperating for decades at least.
The residual force dissipated, the cracks remained.
This degree of destruction would also need time to self-heal.
Jun Changxiao, hovering in mid-air, couldn’t help singing loudly: “Being invincible is so lonely!”
Hearing this, the Ten Great Immortal Sects and martial artists from all directions suffered severe mental trauma, nearly unable to resist vomiting blood on the spot.
In this regard, Wangu Sect members had more experience. Discovering the Sect Master showed signs of breaking into song, they immediately sealed their hearing first.
However.
They were quite surprised inwardly.
Jun Changxiao attacking with his butt—they’d seen it in the sect before. Displaying it again today, its power far exceeded before!
The Ten Great Immortal Sects’ powerhouses felt intense shock inwardly.
That guy’s two displayed powers clearly weren’t very strong—why did they explode with such terrifying might?
“You all.”
Jun Changxiao turned his small face, looking at the Ten Great Immortal Sects’ powerhouses: “Can you get lost now?”
Whether he won relying on cheats or not, in any case, he won, so he had the qualifications to be arrogant.
“Of course.”
Jun Changxiao said coldly: “If any of you aren’t convinced, you can continue challenging this seat.”
“Awesome!”
Everyone admired inwardly.
His Heavenly Flying Buttocks should be some kind of powerful divine ability. The stronger the power, the greater the price paid. Now having defeated a peak True-Seeking Realm cultivator, he still dared continue challenging the Immortal Sects—what domineering spirit!
The martial dao world worshiped the strong. What Jun Changxiao did today earned recognition from many rogue cultivators and powers.
Familiar routine, familiar rhythm.
That’s right.
One-shotting a peak True-Seeking Realm cultivator, Jun Changxiao proved himself before the world!
From today.
The upper realm must have his place, have Wangu Sect’s place.
Previously when mentioning Jun Changxiao, martial artists from all directions would think of Tonggu Zhenren, since he was his disciple after all.
Now, dare not say the entire upper realm remembered, but when this battle’s news spread, when his name was mentioned again, what would be thought of was—Wangu Sect’s Sect Master, Gongsun Jun Dog Sheng!
“Swoosh!”
To enhance the Sect Master’s showing-off atmosphere, Xiao Zuiji brought out a chair, using True Spirit power to fix it in mid-air.
However.
Jun Changxiao didn’t sit down.
One-Strike Kill’s side effect was hair falling out completely.
One-Hit Kill’s side effect was buttock pain—that feeling was like… hemorrhoids flaring up.
He.
Didn’t dare sit.
The Ten Great Immortal Sects’ powerhouses’ faces turned liver-colored.
Although Elder Hou set the single combat wager that the loser would leave, telling them to get lost was really too excessive!
“Swoosh!”
“Swoosh!”
Just then, powerhouses from the Stone Statue Clan and Dragon Clan rushed over, standing like bodyguards in front of Jun Changxiao.
“…”
One Immortal Sect powerhouse was more perceptive. Seeing the situation wasn’t right, he cupped his fists coldly: “Mountains don’t change, waters keep flowing—we’ll meet again in the martial world!”
“Leave!”
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The Ten Great Immortal Sects’ martial artists withdrew rapidly. Throughout the process they didn’t look back—truly coming and going hastily, backing down hastily.
Mainly because the two major clans arrived. Otherwise they wouldn’t have let it go easily.
“Everyone!”
Jun Changxiao said loudly: “Go back and tell your sect masters: whatever grievances exist, resolve them openly. Don’t play tricks in the shadows, or else don’t blame this seat for turning hostile!”
This incident would inevitably create enmity with the Immortal Sects.
Since it had reached this point, some things needed to be said openly.
“Hmph!”
The Ten Great Immortal Sects’ powerhouses sneered.
This was defending their remaining bit of face before martial artists from all directions.
As for Elder Hou, he was dug out by his fellow sect members. As expected, he still had a breath, but his injuries were severe. Because it was too bloody, it could only be entirely pixelated throughout.
…
“The Immortal Sects left!”
“This is backing down!”
“Wangu Sect’s Sect Master is too awesome!”
Watching the Immortal Sect powerhouses angrily depart, martial artists from all directions discussed excitedly, the shock in their hearts growing even stronger. After all, since the Immortal Sects became the upper realm’s authority, no one had made them suffer such a loss!
“This person!”
A rogue cultivator powerhouse said gravely: “Might change the world order that has existed for hundreds of thousands of years!”
Someone said: “Just fear the Ten Great Immortal Sects won’t tolerate him.”
“Yes.”
The rogue cultivator powerhouse said: “This sect that ascended from the lower realm will sooner or later have to face suppression from the Ten Great Immortal Sects.”
Many people saw through it.
Jun Changxiao daring to challenge the Immortal Sects today would inevitably make them wary. Conflict between the two sides was only a matter of time.
“Everyone.”
Jun Changxiao swept over the distant martial artists from all directions, smiling: “You’ve watched the show, eaten the melons. Isn’t it time to leave?”
Watching the excitement earlier was fine.
Watching the excitement now wasn’t.
Just in case, some powers controlled by greed might cause trouble after the vein emerged, so they had to clear the field.
“Farewell!”
“Farewell!”
Martial artists from all directions left one after another.
They were quite interested in the underground vein.
But Wangu Sect had dispatched so many monsters and soldiers, plus powerhouses from two major clans protecting them. Unless they didn’t want to live, who would dare snatch it?
Moments later, only Wangu Sect’s forces remained at the place where the phenomenon appeared. Under the Sect Master’s orders, Zhen Dejun led some Formation Hall members to begin setting up isolation arrays along the flowing light area.
Clear the field, surround the field.
From this perspective, very professional!
“Sect Master.”
Inside the Wangu spaceship, Shangguan Xinyao sat before the star map: “Ground fluctuation frequency is accelerating. The vein will break through the earth in about ten days.”
This advanced warship from the Star Spirit Realm could not only detect veins in advance but also estimate timing, truly providing great convenience for Dog Sheng.
…
“Buzz!”
“Buzz!”
Flowing light arrays appeared one after another, surrounding the area where the phenomenon emerged.
War Cavalry Hall members piloted Dark Destroyers, patrolling back and forth in threes and twos around the perimeter, creating a military restricted zone atmosphere.
Shangguan Xinyao and other Formation Hall members kept eyes on the star map, analyzing various data, looking extremely professional.
Jun Changxiao sat in the captain’s seat, posture a bit strange because his buttocks still transmitted waves of pain.
“Sect Master.”
Sun Bukong observed his expression: “Are your hemorrhoids acting up?”
“This disciple has been studying anorectal medicine books existing inside the warship. How about finding time to help you remove them to eliminate future troubles?”
“Get lost!”
Jun Changxiao glared at him irritably.
As he spoke, his consciousness merged into the space ring, retrieving a thin sword three feet long and one inch wide.
The sword’s sheath was plain and simple, yet emanated a sense of age.
“Supreme Immortal Sword?”
Jun Changxiao grasped the sword hilt with one hand: “Could it be an immortal artifact?”
“Sect Master!”
Just as he was about to draw the sword, Shangguan Xinyao’s urgent voice sounded in his ear: “Underground fluctuations drastically changed!”
“Swoosh!”
Jun Changxiao immediately withdrew his consciousness, looking at the star map. He saw the displayed red circle’s fluctuation frequency was at least several times faster than before.
“Boom!”
“Boom boom!”
Outside, in the area where the phenomenon appeared, the ground trembled crazily, gradually cracking like a dried riverbed.
“The vein is emerging?”
“Swoosh!”
“Swoosh!”
Flowing lights shot out like skyrockets.
“What the—!”
Jun Changxiao’s eyes widened.
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and others outside also widened their eyes.
Within their field of vision, flowing lights like flames hovered in the sky, seeming real yet illusory, seeming true yet false, like drifting phantoms. Their number was at least several hundred thousand.
Most shocking was that when the ground ruptured, an even larger red flowing light appeared, like a giant fireball… no, like the sun gradually rising from the east!
“Clang——”
A sharp cry resounded through the sky. The giant crimson fire mass gradually unfolded, first manifesting blazing flame-covered wings, then gathering a flame-wrapped body and limbs, finally forming a peacock-like head and intricate fiery tail feathers.
Two names instantly surfaced in Jun Changxiao’s mind.
Phoenix?
Vermilion Bird?
…
Wangu Sect.
The crowing rooster sleeping suddenly opened its eyes, stood up with wings on hips in a posture, saying proudly: “Young master’s spring has finally arrived!”