Chapter 38: Killing Long Haotian, the Eighteenth Ancestor Takes Action, Three Swords to Destroy a Quasi-Saint

That single voice caused the universe to fluctuate and the heavens and earth to tremble!

A terrifying dragon pressure descended!

Under the horrified gazes of everyone from all the various factions, a massive, pitch-black dragon claw, rippling with knotted muscles, pressed down from the heavens.

Its dark scales shimmered with a cold light. As the claw struck, it tore a rift through the void, creating fluctuations so terrifying they struck fear into the very hearts of onlookers.

"That majesty... it must be at least a Quasi-Supreme!" some of the older experts cried out in horror.

The Supreme Realm was already the pinnacle of the Immortal Realm. And a Quasi-Supreme was the number one rank below a Supreme! Even within some Immortal Lineages, a Quasi-Supreme was an absolute top-tier figure, an existence that served as the very foundation of their power.

And now, the appearance of a Quasi-Supreme had sent shockwaves through the surrounding lands.

"No wonder Long Haotian was so fearless; it turns out he has someone backing him up. Naturally, he has nothing to fear," some realized.

No matter how arrogant Long Haotian was, he could never have truly come to the Jun Family alone. Just as the geniuses of the Jun Family would never be foolish enough to provoke the Ancestral Dragon Nest on their own. Long Haotian had someone standing behind him to protect his path.

"Great! Elder Youlong has made his move!" A smile of survival appeared on Long Haotian's face. As long as he had one life left, there was a chance to rise again. Today's humiliation might be washed away in the future.

"What? Could the newcomer be that Youlong Supreme from the Ancestral Dragon Nest?"

Hearing Long Haotian's words, some of the older cultivators showed signs of shock.

The Youlong Supreme was an extremely powerful Quasi-Supreme from the Ancestral Dragon Nest, whose true form was a black dragon. He had once, with his Quasi-Supreme cultivation, contended against a supreme human expert, earning immense fame that spread across the three thousand Dao States of the Immortal Realm. However, he had since gone into seclusion within the Ancestral Dragon Nest. Now that he had reappeared in the world, his majesty still shook the heavens and the earth.

"Jun Family juniors, do not be too extreme. End today's matter here," the Youlong Supreme said in a detached, lofty tone.

It was clearly Long Haotian who had started the trouble by coming to the Jun Family, attempting to trample Jun Xiaoyao underfoot to make a name for himself. Yet now, the Youlong Supreme wanted to brush it all aside with a single sentence.

Of course, all the Youlong Supreme could do now was take Long Haotian away. Attempting to kill Jun Xiaoyao within the Jun Family's territory was nothing short of a fantasy. Forget him being just a Quasi-Supreme; even if a true Supreme from the Ancestral Dragon Nest arrived, they would be unable to kill Jun Xiaoyao on the Jun Family's grounds.

Hearing the Youlong Supreme's words, Long Haotian finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. However, the gaze he directed toward Jun Xiaoyao was filled with cold, venomous resentment.

For the first time in his life, he had suffered such a miserable defeat. In the end, he even required a senior from his clan to lose face to save him. It could be said that Long Haotian had never endured such humiliation. His hatred for Jun Xiaoyao was beyond measure.

Looking at Long Haotian's eyes, the corners of Jun Xiaoyao's lips curled into a cold sneer. "What, are you going to say that 'thirty years east, thirty years west'?"

"Hmph, my elder brother, Long Aotian, will make you taste a crushing defeat!" Long Haotian said in a chilling tone. He didn't dare say anything about seeking revenge personally anymore. After all, the combination of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body and the Supreme Bone was simply too powerful; it was not something he could handle.

"Heh... unfortunately, no matter what happens, you won't be around to see it." Jun Xiaoyao smiled. Under Long Haotian's stunned gaze, he continued to press down with his hand.

"Jun Xiaoyao, are you crazy?! You dare attack me?!" Long Haotian's expression changed as he retreated violently.

"Presumptuous!"

In the sky, the Youlong Supreme's voice rang out like thunder, shaking the nine heavens and ten lands. Even though a Quasi-Supreme had personally spoken, Jun Xiaoyao acted as if he hadn't noticed.

*Rumble!*

The massive dragon claw descended directly from the sky. Within the void, numerous runes flashed with light; these were the Jun Family's defensive formations, which had manifested and activated upon sensing the fluctuations of magical power. Every single beam of light within them was enough to cause a Saint to fall.

But now, they were unable to stop the dragon claw descending from the heavens. Wherever the claw passed, the various rune formations exploded.

The Youlong Supreme had made his move, not to target Jun Xiaoyao, but to take Long Haotian away.

*Bang! Bang! Bang!*

The pitch-black dragon claw tore through the void, causing the formation runes to burst one after another. The power of a Quasi-Supreme was truly that formidable!

"This... does the Jun Family not have any reaction at all?"

Feeling this terrifying pressure, many people hurriedly scattered, while simultaneously casting glances toward Jun Zhantian and the other clan elders. Even a Quasi-Supreme from the Ancestral Dragon Nest had made a move, so why did they still look so calm and unbothered?

Some observant individuals noticed that the corners of the mouths of Jun Zhantian and the other elders were curled into cold, mocking smiles.

The powerful pressure of the Quasi-Supreme pressed down, concentrating on Jun Xiaoyao. If it were any ordinary young genius, they would have long been suppressed by this pressure, unable to move. But Jun Xiaoyao acted as if it were nothing and continued his attack.

He reached into the void, condensing the Spear of the Underworld, and threw it directly at the fleeing Long Haotian, piercing through his chest. Then, utilizing the extreme speed of the Demon Wings, he struck at Long Haotian with lightning speed.

*Crack!*

A series of bone-breaking sounds rang out, making one's teeth ache. Long Haotian vomited blood profusely; his entire skeletal structure had been shattered, and he fell to the ground, clinging to life.

Finally, Jun Xiaoyao stepped down from mid-air. A kick bolstered by the particles of forty thousand giant elephants directly crushed Long Haotian's chest.

*Pfft!*

A large mouthful of blood, mixed with shattered organs, sprayed from Long Haotian's mouth. Even with a Dragon Race physique, he could not withstand such immense force. Long Haotian's eyes bulged, his face a mask of shock, rage, disbelief, and a faint hint of regret.

"My brother... will not... let you go..."

Long Haotian's eyes remained wide, his words unintelligible, before his breath finally ceased. He died with his eyes open.

A son of the Ancestral Dragon Nest had fallen!

And all of this had happened in just a brief instant. Even the Youlong Supreme had not expected Jun Xiaoyao to be so decisive in his strike.

"Damn it!"

A furious roar shook the nine heavens and ten lands!

The Youlong Supreme was enraged!

A massive pressure cascaded down like a tidal wave, causing the earth to crack. Some guests caught in the periphery were instantly pressed flat against the ground. In contrast, Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his immortal, elegant face as calm as a still well. It was as if the person he was facing was not a world-class Quasi-Supreme, but merely an ordinary individual.

It was at this moment that a cold snort echoed from the deepest part of the Jun Family.

"Since when has a mere Quasi-Supreme dared to act so insolently in my Jun Family?"

As the words fell, a vast and brilliant sword light tore through the air from the depths of the Jun Family. The sword light shimmered as if reflecting the terrifying sight of falling immortals, tearing a pitch-black rift directly through the void! Black spatial turbulence roared alongside the sword qi.

As the sword swept past, the Youlong Supreme let out a roar of fury. A massive dragon arm, accompanied by dragon blood, fell from the depths of the firmament.

With one strike, a dragon arm had been severed from the Youlong Supreme!

Everyone present felt their scalps tingle! The majesty of that sword light felt as if it were about to destroy the myriad heavens and worlds!

"It is the Jun Family's Immortal Slaying Sword Technique, one of the five great divine techniques! The one who struck is the Eighteenth Ancestor of the Jun Family!" someone cried out in shock.

"Jun Family Eighteenth Ancestor, just you wait..." In the sky, the Youlong Supreme's voice carried a sharp, lethal intent.

"Since you have come, then stay here..."

The Eighteenth Ancestor's voice rang out again. Immediately after, two more streaks of the Immortal Slaying Sword Technique swept across the sky from the depths of the Jun Family!

"No! Do you intend to spark an Immortal War between the Ancestral Dragon Nest and the Jun Family?!"

In the void, the Youlong Supreme's voice carried an unprecedented sense of terror. If the two great Immortal Lineages truly ignited an Immortal War, the entire Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm would fall into unprecedented chaos.

"So what if it is an Immortal War? My Jun Family has stood in the Immortal Realm for countless years; we have never feared anyone!" The Eighteenth Ancestor's tone was incomparably domineering!

*Pfft!*

Above the firmament, two sword lights swept through in succession. Blood rained down like a torrential downpour! The heavens and earth wept together, and the universe shook!

The massive corpse of a black dragon fell from the distant sky, like the fall of a god!

The Jun Family's Eighteenth Ancestor had used three sword strikes to slay the Quasi-Supreme of the Ancestral Dragon Nest!