Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Chapter 224: Frustrated Rumeng Demon God Palace's Heavy Losses No Mercy for the Traitor Race!


"Elder He!"

From afar, the fleeing Yan Rumeng turned her head and saw Elder He and the others being blasted into pieces of blood by the Fallen Sacred Body, their flesh bodies collapsing, blood splattering everywhere.

Her expression was grim, and her heart was bleeding.

The Demon God Palace had lost two Saints in an instant.

Saints are not disposable or insignificant beings; even in the Immortal Realm, they are top-tier combat power.

The loss for the Demon God Palace this time was immense, as if losing both wife and soldiers.

"Elder He and the others are dead, and the mission is incomplete."

Yan Rumeng was extremely frustrated.

With her usually cool demeanor, she couldn't maintain composure and felt very agitated, desperately wanting to scream.

Yan Rumeng had only heard of Jun Xiaoyao's terror before, but now she was experiencing it firsthand.

She touched her long legs, and in her mind, she wondered what her true form was and how she could devour her.

This Jun Xiaoyao, he's a devil!

Yan Rumeng swore she never wanted to encounter Jun Xiaoyao again!

"From now on, stay far away from him." Yan Rumeng shuddered and fled.

On the other side, Jun Xiaoyao watched Yan Rumeng's figure disappear into the distant sky and couldn't be bothered to chase.

Killing two Saints of the Demon God Palace was already enough to cause them significant pain.

If he were to kill the Divine Maiden of the Demon God Palace too, they would not let it go easily.

Jun Xiaoyao wasn't afraid of the Demon God Palace, but there was no need to create another mortal enemy for the Jun Family.

After all, there was already a Fallen God Palace from before.

Moreover, the Demon God Palace was in the wrong, as they provoked the Jun Family first.

Losing two Saints was a price they had to pay.

Although the Demon God Palace was hurting, they would silently swallow this bitter fruit.

If Yan Rumeng had been killed, the enmity would be even greater.

"Let's deal with these remaining sinners." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly and turned his gaze to the Sin Races fleeing in panic.

The best way to deal with these Sin Races is not suppression.

But to utterly annihilate them, eradicate them from the root.

With the Fallen Sacred Body present, the Saints of the Sin Races were of no consequence.

The Great Yin Dynasty launched a full-scale counterattack, pursuing those Sin Races.

After about two moments, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly felt a slight headache.

It was as if a chilling aura was creeping into his mind.

Vaguely, there seemed to be a demonic sound echoing in his ears.

"The Holy Body... must perish..."

This demonic sound was faint, and he couldn't hear it clearly, only managing to catch a few fragmented words.

"The Sacred Body Curse, or is it some kind of omen?" Jun Xiaoyao withdrew his True Spirit, severing the connection with the Fallen Sacred Body.

Coincidentally, the Saints of the Sin Race were almost entirely slaughtered.

The Fallen Sacred Body was covered in blood, its long black hair stained dark red.

Its blood-red eyes looked at Jun Xiaoyao, and he vaguely felt that it seemed to have a consciousness.

"Is it an illusion?" Jun Xiaoyao took another look, and the Fallen Sacred Body reverted to its chaotic state.

Jun Xiaoyao retracted the Fallen Sacred Body.

"The Holy Body must perish, just what is this curse or omen?" Jun Xiaoyao furrowed his brows.

However, he didn't dwell on it.

Such matters should not surface for him for some time yet.

Generally speaking, even if a Holy Body encounters an ill omen, it would be in much later stages.

At the current stage, Jun Xiaoyao wasn't concerned about it.

As for what to do if such a situation occurs in the future.

Jun Xiaoyao believed that by then, his strength would be unimaginably powerful.

Any omen, any curse, could all be suppressed and extinguished.

After dealing with the Saint powerhouses of the Sin Race, the remaining creatures of the Sin Race were also swiftly resolved.

The earth was stained red with blood, and the soil was soaked with it.

Layers and layers of the Sin Race's bones carpeted the ground.

Witnessing the scene of mountain-like corpses and a sea of blood, the cultivators of the Great Yin Dynasty were filled with lingering fear.

If Jun Xiaoyao hadn't arrived in time,

It would have been the bodies of the Great Yin Dynasty's cultivators covering the ground, not those of the Sin Race.

"Many thanks to the Divine Son for your assistance, the entire Great Yin Dynasty is deeply grateful!"

The Emperor Dayin bowed deeply to Jun Xiaoyao.

Not just him, but the other cultivators of the Great Yin Dynasty were either bowing or kneeling, each extremely grateful.

Their gazes toward Jun Xiaoyao carried a hint of fervent admiration.

It was already impressive for Jun Xiaoyao to be considered invincible among the younger generation.

But the mysterious demonic shadow beside him was even more formidable, slaughtering Saints like dogs.

In the Lower Realm, Saints are top-tier combat power, god-like existences.

But the Fallen Sacred Body butchered Saints like dogs; the impact on their minds was too overwhelming.

"No need for such formalities; you have done much for the Jun Family, saving you was the least I could do," Jun Xiaoyao said with a wave of his hand.

Watching Jun Xiaoyao being worshipped by thousands, Jun Ying'Er blushed with excitement, her bright eyes sparkling with little stars.

Jun Xiaoyao had appeared decisively during the Great Yin Dynasty's national crisis, turning the tide and supporting the collapsing great edifice!

What is a peerless hero?

This is a peerless hero!

On the other side, Fang Han was completely overlooked, with no one paying him any attention.

Even if a few people noticed him, their eyes carried pity, sighs, and even a hint of disdain and contempt.

After all, Fang Han's performance was appalling, making a complete fool of himself.

The reality is, no matter what feats you've accomplished or how renowned you are.

Once you fail, the world will promptly forget you.

Fang Han is a conspicuous example.

Previously, his performance was outstanding, even considered the top expert among the younger generation on the side of the Great Yin Dynasty.

But now, everything was ruined.

Even if we take a step back and assume Fang Han had not failed.

But compared to the radiant brilliance of Jun Xiaoyao, he still seemed like a dim star beside the sun.

Thinking of this, the jealousy in Fang Han's heart grew stronger.

Jun Xiaoyao also noticed Fang Han, his eyes deep and contemplative.

Jun Xiaoyao could sense that unusual aura surrounding Fang Han.

"Could it be the aura of World Origin?" Jun Xiaoyao pondered in his mind.

He had already acquired three clusters of World Origin from the Celestial Profound Continent, Star Continent, and Senluo Continent.

So he was fairly familiar with the aura of World Origin.

However, this Fang Han was the son of Emperor Dayin and a Prince of the Great Yin Dynasty.

Directly probing or seizing his fortune would seem inappropriate.

Jun Xiaoyao kept this matter in mind.

Subsequently, the army of the Great Yin Dynasty started to completely purge the remnants of the Four Great Sinful Races.

There wasn't much for Jun Xiaoyao to do then.

Emperor Dayin welcomed Jun Xiaoyao into the Imperial Palace with the highest formalities.

Emperor Dayin then roughly informed Jun Xiaoyao about some situations in the Lower Realm.

"The Ancient Demon Race and the Ancient Demon Race rebelled, how bold of them, but I, the Divine Son, will make them understand the consequences of betraying the Jun Family."

Jun Xiaoyao sat high on the throne, his eyes slightly narrowing.

Emperor Dayin and others were positioned below.

Upon hearing Jun Xiaoyao's cold words, Emperor Dayin and the others felt a chill in their hearts.

The forces that betrayed the Jun Family were even more unforgivable than the Sin Race.

Considering how decisive Jun Xiaoyao was with the Sin Race,

one could only imagine his methods against the Traitor Race.

Emperor Dayin and the others began praying for those two races.

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