Chapter 50: The Son of God Possesses Invincible Potential, Crushing Jun Wanjie and Killing Both Body and Soul

The world fell into a deathly silence.

Watching Heitu being annihilated in just two moves, every cultivator surrounding Nantian City swallowed hard in secret.

As a genius of the Black Cloud Clan, Heitu was not only not weak, but quite formidable. His strength was even comparable to the chosen ones of certain great sects and orthodox lineages. Otherwise, he would never have become a follower of Jun Wanjie.

And now, with a mere flip of his hand, Jun Xiaoyao had killed a genius without exerting the slightest effort.

This caused a wave of shock to surge in the eyes of the cultivators who were seeing Jun Xiaoyao fight for the first time.

The Divine Son of the Jun Family, the Zero Sequence—his reputation was well-deserved!

"Jun Xiaoyao!"

A roar exploded like a sudden clap of thunder.

It was Jun Wanjie, his hair bristling with rage and his eyes flashing with lightning, revealing that his fury had reached its absolute limit. To have his follower killed right before his eyes was a blatant slap to the face—and one that left no room for dignity.

Boom!

Jun Wanjie said no more; he could no longer endure it. Whatever the consequences might be, he would deal with them later. Right now, he only wanted to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.

He struck out with one hand, and terrifying lightning poured forth, transforming into ten thousand streaks of thunderous light. The fluctuation was so powerful it was heart-stopping.

This was a formidable lightning-type martial divine ability: the Eight Desolations Thunder Palm.

Augmented by Jun Wanjie's Lightning Tribulation Battle Physique, a single strike from this palm would leave any genius of the Divine Bridge Realm either dead or severely wounded.

"Divine Son, be careful!" Jun Zhangjian couldn't help but call out a warning.

Although he knew Jun Xiaoyao was strong, Jun Wanjie was not weak either. Previously, both he and Jun Linglong had failed to block even a single move from Jun Wanjie.

However, as soon as the words left Jun Zhangjian's mouth, he choked, his pupils slowly widening in shock.

Jun Xiaoyao clenched his five fingers into a fist and threw a casual punch. It carried no trace of worldly dust, yet it seemed to erupt with the roar of a dragon!

The phantom of a true dragon coiled around his fist, exploding outward!

It was the divine ability of the Ancestral Dragon's Nest: the Dragon Punch.

At the same time, within his body, seventy thousand giant elephant particles augmented his divine strength by seven hundred million catties, pouring out with this single punch!

With the dual powers overlapping, the resulting fluctuation felt as if it intended to sweep across the heavens for a hundred thousand miles!

Rumble!

Terrifying ripples of dharma energy spread out like a small nuclear bomb exploding. The entire Nantian City seemed to tremble three times.

Under everyone's gaze, a figure was sent flying from the core of the collision like a broken kite, blood spraying into the sky!

It was none other than Jun Wanjie!

His body flew backward, and the arm he had used to punch was twisted in a grotesque manner; clearly, his bones were broken. His face was pale, and his gaze toward Jun Xiaoyao was filled with unprecedented shock!

Many things, if one only observes without experiencing them personally, cannot truly convey that sense of despair!

Jun Wanjie finally understood the despair that Ye Xingyun and Long Haotian had felt. It felt as if he were not facing a person at all, but a Young Great Emperor!

"Jun Xiaoyao, your strength..." Jun Wanjie halted his retreat, his pupils trembling slightly.

It wasn't just him; everyone in Nantian City was stunned. Jun Zhangjian was utterly dazed! He knew Jun Xiaoyao did not fear Jun Wanjie, but he never expected such a crushing dominance.

"The Divine Son truly possesses the posture of the invincible..." Jun Xuehuang lamented.

"Young Master..." Jun Linglong's beautiful eyes were filled with admiration and devotion.

This was her master; he was destined to be invincible in this life!

"I don't believe it! Again!"

No matter what, Jun Wanjie had risen from the bottom, and his mental fortitude was more resilient than those like Ye Xingyun. He clearly could not accept defeat so easily.

Lightning coiled around Jun Wanjie's body. His broken arm made cracking sounds, and then, it actually mended itself instantly.

"As expected of the Lightning Tribulation Battle Physique. It is rumored that this physique uses heavenly tribulations to temper the body, making the physical form incredibly powerful!" many cultivators remarked, their eyes gleaming.

The Lightning Tribulation Battle Physique ranked within the top three hundred of the three thousand physiques; it naturally possessed extraordinary qualities.

"So what if the physical body is strong? He was still crushed by a single punch from the Jun Family's Divine Son. One can only say that compared to the physique of the Desolate Ancient Holy Body, the Lightning Tribulation Battle Physique is mere trash!" many female cultivators said with a curl of their lips and disdain.

By now, they had long since become die-hard fans of Jun Xiaoyao. After all, how many young geniuses in the entire Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm possessed both peerless beauty and peerless strength?

At this moment, Jun Wanjie stood in the sky, surrounded by lightning. The slightest hint of contempt in his gaze toward Jun Xiaoyao had vanished.

"I cultivate the Supreme Law and possess the Lightning Tribulation Battle Physique. I shall act on behalf of Heaven to execute punishment and control the ten thousand lightning tribulations!"

"Eightfold Lightning Prohibition, Desolate Thunder God!"

Jun Wanjie roared toward the heavens. Billions of layers of thunder erupted, weaving together in the void. Rolling black tribulation clouds gathered, as if a lightning deity were manifesting; the sight was soul-shaking.

"Acting on behalf of Heaven? Ridiculous," Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"Even Heaven must bow before this Divine Son, let alone you!"

With his black hair fluttering, Jun Xiaoyao's cold words were boundless in their dominance.

He activated the golden spiritual sea of the Desolate Ancient Holy Body. Vast dharma energy surged forth, faintly condensing into a golden divine elephant that suppressed eternal time and space.

The Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Strength was pushed to its limit.

Simultaneously, his left hand evolved the Art of Military Conquest. From the void, ten thousand types of divine weapons—sabers, spears, swords, halberds, axes, and hooks—condensed, carrying a killing intent that could shatter the world.

His right hand, using dragon qi, manifested a lifelike phantom of a true dragon—the Ancestral Dragon's Nest divine ability, the True Dragon Heaven-Trapping Technique.

With both techniques unleashed, the true dragon phantom charged into the sky, crashing violently into the lightning deity within the black tribulation clouds. The collision caused the heavens and earth to tremble!

Meanwhile, the ten thousand divine weapons surged toward Jun Wanjie.

"How can this be..."

Before Jun Wanjie could react, he was struck. Even with his full defense, he suffered a violent impact, unable to stop himself from vomiting a large mouthful of blood as his bones and tendons were shattered.

Jun Xiaoyao summoned the Demon Wings, moving through the void at extreme speed. In an instant, he arrived above Jun Wanjie. Augmented by divine strength, he brought his foot down like a descending God-King.

Boom!

A sound that made one's scalp tingle rang out.

His foot landed directly on Jun Wanjie's chest. The two figures fell like meteors.

Following a thunderous boom, Jun Wanjie's body slammed heavily into the ground. Jun Xiaoyao's foot remained planted on Jun Wanjie's chest, one hand held behind his back. His robes fluttered, untouched by a speck of dust.

The contrast was too immense, creating an almost surreal sensation.

The fifth sequence of the Jun Family was now pinned under Jun Xiaoyao's foot, unable to move.

Was Jun Wanjie weak? Absolutely not. Everyone had witnessed Jun Wanjie's previous might. Therefore, only one conclusion remained: Jun Xiaoyao was simply too strong.

Furthermore, many realized that Jun Xiaoyao had not even used his full strength. He hadn't even utilized his Supreme Bone or the visions of his Holy Body.

"Jun Xiaoyao, get your foot off me!" Jun Wanjie's face turned a dark, bruised purple as he roared, unable to maintain his composure.

Boom!

Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao simply brought his foot down heavily once more, causing blood to surge from Jun Wanjie's mouth and his chest bones to shatter.

"Wouldn't it be better to just behave and be your fifth sequence? Instead, you insist on being so blind," Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

"I haven't lost yet! As long as you give me time..." Jun Wanjie roared with a ferocious, unwilling expression.

"I have no interest in defeated opponents. Even if I gave you a hundred thousand years, you could only fruitlessly watch my back until it fades from view..."

Jun Xiaoyao's words were a direct strike to the soul.

Jun Wanjie's face turned a mix of red and blue. He vomited another mouthful of blood, his Dao heart nearly collapsing from pure rage!