Dark red blood erupted violently to the Ninth Heaven, like an ancient volcano erupting.

And along with the eruption of dark red blood, came a terrifying Saint Realm wave.

"What is this?" the Yaksha Royal Saint exclaimed in shock.

No matter how much of a demon Jun Xiaoyao is, he couldn't possibly become a Saint so instantly.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the masses.

Before Jun Xiaoyao, appeared a towering demonic shadow.

The demonic shadow was burly, with long hair drooping to its heels, eyes half-covered by black hair, scarlet as blood, exuding a berserk aura.

It was the Fallen Sacred Body Jun Xiaoyao brought out from the Panwu Mausoleum!

Before, when Jun Xiaoyao brought out the Fallen Sacred Body, he already had plans in mind.

Desolate Ancient Sacred Body has similarities.

If he could lodge his part of True Spirit Power into the Divine Palace of the Fallen Sacred Body, he could control it.

Of course, this kind of control has limitations.

If prolonged or used too frequently, Jun Xiaoyao's own Desolate Ancient Sacred Body could be tainted by the demon intent and ominousness of the Fallen Sacred Body.

So it can only be used for emergencies.

And now, it is the appropriate time to summon it.

"What... what is this thing, a puppet?" Some other Sin Race Saints also showed expressions of shock.

"No, this person's blood surges the heavens, with the breath of a living being, unlike a puppet."

"What kind of ghostly thing is this?"

The people from all directions were confused.

But the Saint's wave was unmistakable.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at the Yaksha Royal Saint, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.

He extended his finger and pointed at his own forehead.

A light orb brimming with thick soul power floated out, then directly entered the Divine Palace of the Fallen Sacred Body.

Immediately, the Fallen Sacred Body's eyes shot out three-foot blood rays, as if activated.

"It's over."

Jun Xiaoyao and the Fallen Sacred Body actually spoke simultaneously.

Jun Xiaoyao's cool and indifferent voice meshed with the hoarse and deep voice of the Fallen Sacred Body, bringing an indescribable sense of oppression.

It was like the strongest boss emerging!

Boom!

The Fallen Sacred Body roared at the sky, with black hair cascading thousands of feet, and dark red blood gushing forth!

He charged directly at the Yaksha Royal Saint.

"Also a Saint, I fear you not!" The Yaksha Royal Saint also erupted in full breath and charged forth.

But the result was...

Bam!

The Yaksha Royal Saint's attack struck the Fallen Sacred Body, causing not even a scratch.

Not even a single slit!

"This…" The Yaksha Royal Saint was left stunned, as if his soul had been emptied.

He was a Saint!

Even if only the Early Stage of Saint, it would suffice to shatter mountains and seas with a strike.

But now, it couldn't harm this person a bit!

Not only him, but all Sin Race beings took a deep breath in shock.

East Profound Ancestor and Gu Yuan, among others, also wore expressions of amazement.

Because it was Jun Xiaoyao's first time summoning the Fallen Sacred Body, so it was their first time seeing it.

Everyone was stunned, scalp numb.

But they didn't know that Desolate Ancient Sacred Body was invincible in the same realm.

Even though it was a Fallen Sacred Body, the flesh body strength remained unchanged.

Being invincible in the same realm, naturally, the Yaksha Royal Saint's attack couldn't harm the Fallen Sacred Body.

But conversely, the Fallen Sacred Body grabbed both shoulders of the Yaksha Royal Saint.

And then...

Tore suddenly!

The sound of ripping!

Like tearing a piece of paper.

This Yaksha Royal Saint with notable reputation was directly torn in half by the Fallen Sacred Body!

Blood rain scattered!

Holy Blood spilled!

The world fell silent at this moment!

That was a Saint, a high and mighty Saint!

But now, like tearing a chicken, he was split in two.

This shocking scene left everyone breathless!

Like an invisible large hand choking their neck.

"Roar!"

The Fallen Sacred Body, baptised in Holy Blood, became even more violent!

His blood-red eyes shot out three-foot blood rays, once again locking onto another Yaksha Royal Saint.

That Yaksha Royal Saint didn't even have the courage to battle, turned around and tried to flee into the void.

But how could he escape the pursuit of the Fallen Sacred Body?

Bam! Bam! Bam!

The Fallen Sacred Body took three strides, directly seizing the Yaksha Royal Saint.

"Spare... spare my life!" The Yaksha Royal Saint begged in terror.

But the Fallen Sacred Body, controlled by Jun Xiaoyao at this moment, would never spare these sins.

The sound of ripping!

The next second, this Yaksha Royal Saint was also torn in half.

Afterwards, the Fallen Sacred Body didn't pause, and directly rushed toward the Saint of the Celestial Demon Royal Family.

"Ah!"

"Monster, what kind of monster is this?"

"Definitely not a Saint, could it be a Saint King, or a Great Saint?"

Cries of fear and screams resounded continuously.

All Sin Race beings felt their scalp explode at this moment!

Whole body was chilling, like suffering from madness, trembling incessantly!

Let alone ordinary Sin Race beings.

Even those Sin Race Saints were so terrified that their souls seemed to leap out, bones felt like frozen.

They had never seen such a terrifying existence, tearing Saints as if it were child's play.

Terror!

Too terrifying!

"This... this... this..."

The Celestial Demon Crown Prince was stupefied, as if his soul had been extracted.

He never imagined that beside Jun Xiaoyao, there was such a terrifying entity.

Killing Saints like slaughtering dogs!

Despair!

Endless despair flooded the Celestial Demon Crown Prince's heart like a tide.

"You little ant, you should die too." Jun Xiaoyao casually unleashed a palm, golden palm seal crushed the void, pulverizing toward the Celestial Demon Crown Prince.

At that moment, the Celestial Demon Crown Prince finally regretted.

He regretted not listening to Yan Rumeng's warning, returning early to the Immortal Realm.

But in this world, there is no cure for regret.

Boom!

With no surprise, the Celestial Demon Crown Prince was slapped to death by Jun Xiaoyao in infinite despair.

Jun Xiaoyao reached out and grabbed the remains of the Celestial Demon Crown Prince, tossing them to Yan Qingying.

"Devour him, don't waste the Demon God Bloodline." Jun Xiaoyao said.

The Demon God Bloodline was useless to him, but greatly helpful to Yan Qingying.

Yan Qingying showed gratitude and excitement.

She had devoured the Fallen Divine Child before, and now devoured the Celestial Demon Crown Prince.

If she continued to devour like this, who knows how formidable she might become in the future.

Witnessing this scene, Yan Rumeng sighed deeply.

She had thought of saving the Celestial Demon Crown Prince first, but at least obtaining the Demon God Bloodline.

Now, it was completely a lost cause.

Moreover, Yan Rumeng was "offended" by Jun Xiaoyao.

She was at a loss.

"Miss, hurry and leave!"

The two Demon Saints from the Demon God Palace also called out.

With the Fallen Sacred Body present, there wasn't a single Saint who could withstand it.

Even these two Demon Saints from the Demon God Palace couldn't handle the Fallen Sacred Body.

Yan Rumeng was decisive, took out an Escape Talisman and left directly.

"Nearly forgot you, this time the Sin Race broke free, you also played a part." Jun Xiaoyao squinted slightly, looking at the two Demon Saints of the Demon God Palace.

He directly controlled the Fallen Sacred Body to kill the two Demon Saints of the Demon God Palace.

The result had no suspense.

Accompanied by two screams, the two Demon Saints of the Demon God Palace met a miserable death on the spot!

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