e, Cai Ji didn't use any trump cards or divine abilities.To deal with a great sage, if you still have to use your trump cards and divine powers, then you really wouldn't have any face left.Cai Ji does...Blood paints the heavens, the world trembles!

When a supreme being falls, all sorts of strange phenomena will occur.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at this Supreme's fall with a rather calm expression.

"Indeed, a formidable weapon bestowed by the old man," Jun Xiaoyao chuckled lightly.

Jiang Daoxu gave him more than just a defensive ancient armor.

This only gave him this deadly weapon.

This broken ancient sword belonged to an ancestor of the Jiang family and was enshrined in their ancestral hall.

This time, Jun Xiaoyao's burial in the earth will probably encounter many perilous crises and indescribable horrors.

Therefore, Jiang Daoxu bestowed upon Jun Xiaoyao this incomplete ancient sword imbued with the aura of the Jiang family ancestor, asking him to carry it with him.

This kind of protective artifact is unlike an imperial weapon.

Imperial weapons generally require a person to activate them in order to unleash their full power.

Just like Jun Xiaoyao, even with the Panhuang Sword in hand, couldn't wield even one-tenth of its power.

But this kind of magic treasure is different, it can operate independently without the need for Jun Xiaoyao to control and activate it. It is also a life-saving trump card.

Now, this broken ancient sword has truly proven its worth.

As soon as it was unleashed, it slaughtered a supreme being.

The four fields are shocked, and heroes tremble with fear!

Jun Xiaoyao, what a cunning old man!

Even the supreme being fell to him. Who would believe it if you told them

"It's terrifying, even the Supreme One dares to scheme. This Jun family's divine son is simply..."

"No wonder the Divine Son of your family is so confident, with a face that doesn't change even when Mount Tai collapses before him. It turns out there's such reliance."

But now that he has unleashed this ultimate weapon, the other Burial Emperors are prepared. It would be nearly impossible to kill another Burial Emperor.

Even the burial ground spirits could see that Blood Fiend Ancestor's death was primarily due to his overconfidence. He had no sense of precaution and was completely caught off guard by Jun Xiaoyao's scheme.

Other emperors are not fools, they obviously wouldn't take Jun Xiaoyao lightly.

"Stop dawdling, let's strike together. This king doesn't believe this child can conjure any more such weapons." The Burial Emperor of the Devouring Heaven Demon Python clan said coldly.

Hearing the words of Emperor Swallowing Heaven Python Clan, Jun Xiaoyao laughed instead.

Beside him, a mottled bronze tower once again materialized, along with a divine protective talisman, both radiating an extraordinary aura.

These two ancient artifacts are in no way inferior to the incomplete ancient swords and armor.

“This…” The Swallowing Heaven Demon Python Clan’s Burial Emperor was rendered speechless in an instant, his entire being filled with displeasure.

Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation in the Divine Fire Realm, in his eyes, was nothing more than an ant-like existence.

But this, in his eyes a mere ant, was somehow beyond his reach.

This feeling, don't even get me started on how suffocating it is.

"You want to kill this godson, come at me! If I take a step back, I'll admit defeat!" Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, his demeanor calm and composed.

That posture was simply more aloof and superior than even the most esteemed Burial Emperor.

If the difference in cultivation wasn't too great, everyone would even think that Jun Xiaoyao was the dominant one.

"Amazing, simply amazing. I can't think of any other words to describe it," a burial creature mumbled blankly.

"If I could be as arrogant as the son of the Divine Lord once in my life, it would be considered a worthwhile existence." Many creatures exclaimed.

To be honest, although Jun Xiaoyao is standing on the opposite side of Zàngtǔ.

But sometimes, you have to admit it.

Jun Xiaoyao's bearing is too detached.

"Bold!"

Tian Ming Zang Huang and others no longer pretended, and started to be serious.

Tiān Míng Zàng Huáng extended a single hand, a terrifying demonic claw emerging from the void, like a pitch-black sky covering everything.

The Burial Emperor of the Devouring Heaven Python Clan also made a move, a ten-thousand zhang phantom python emerged, intending to devour Jun Xiaoyao.

Then there was the Heaven-Spider Demon Venerable, who also unleashed his great divine ability. His eight arms struck out, causing the void to crack and tremble, revealing terrifying fissures.

The headmaster of the Corpse Refining Sect then controlled the Corpse Emperor, charging in to slaughter everything.

As for the Dragon's Remains Burial of the Emperor, it was entangled by Ajiu.

The Nine Nether Elder was fighting the Ghost Face Empress.

The Asura Burial Emperor and the Nether Burial Emperor were also severely injured by the Ghost Face Burial Emperor and have not made a move for the time being.

The Asura King, from beginning to end, always felt like an outsider.

The Fallen Feather Clan's sovereign watched for a long time, his eyes flickering with uncertainty. In the end, he did not make a move, only observing from the sidelines with cold eyes.

At this moment, the four Funeral Emperors make their move simultaneously. The kind of power they wield is simply beyond description.

The entire funeral world seemed to be in an uproar.

Unless the burial environment is special, the rules of heaven and earth are solid.

Perhaps the four Burial Emperors alone would be enough to tear this world apart.

Faced with this overwhelming pressure, like a surging ocean, Jun Xiaoyao remained composed.

Before him, the broken ancient sword, the bronze giant tower, and guardian talismans and other ancient artifacts all spontaneously released their brilliance, possessing a terrifying aura as well.

That broken ancient sword was bestowed by Jiang Daoxu, while the bronze giant tower and guardian god talisman were protective items given to him long ago by his eighteenth ancestor.

A deafening roar erupted, pouring forth from all directions. Powerful, raw magical energy surged outward, shaking the very foundations of the world.

Some of the weaker Burial Ground creatures were directly shaken by this residual wave, vomiting blood.

But you, carefree and at ease, are like a reef in the sea, unmoved and steadfast.

But if you look closely, you can also see that Jun Xiaoyao's physical body is trembling slightly.

It is clearly not a simple matter to resist this force.

If not for your extraordinary physical strength, you would be just another prodigy who'd been torn apart by the aftereffects.

"How many more moves can you block" Tian Ming Zang Huang's eyes were cold.

Jun Xiaoyao wanted to rely on a few ancient artifacts to escape this calamity, which was obviously unrealistic.

Jun Xiaoyao understands this principle well.

"Alas, must we really alert the old team" Jun Xiaoyao sighed softly.

Unless absolutely necessary, Jun Xiaoyao actually doesn't want to use the power of his family.

After all, it would be rather troublesome for your family to handle this matter at the Burial Ground.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao was deep in thought.

In the depths of the Spirit Cemetery, a terrifying aura suddenly arose.

That aura was not the air of death and stillness, it was clearly not emitted by a powerful warrior from the Burial Ground.

"Well, that is..."

Tian Ming Zang Huang and others, pupils suddenly shrank!

That aura was so powerful that it even caused them to feel extreme surprise and shock!

And Ajiu, who was fighting against the Dragon Remains Burial Emperor, also felt that aura. A glimmer flickered in her heavy pupils.

"Is that him"

In the depths of the Spirit Grave, a sudden surge of energy rippled through, changing the entire course of the battle.

And then.

A terrifying, boundless blade aura suddenly slashed across the sky.

A single blade sliced across the heavens, as if tearing the sky itself in two. A colossal spatial rift, like a wound in the very fabric of creation, stretched for thousands of miles across the void!

This strike, straight and true, swept across towards Tian Ming Zang Huang and the others!

"Heaven... Heavenly Venerable!"

Feeling the terrifying aura of this blade, Tian Ming Zang Huang and the others' faces changed drastically.

The Emperors of Burial, who have always been high and mighty, overlooking billions of souls buried in the earth, now for the first time showed a look of astonishment in their eyes.

< faintly, there is also a feeling of trepidation! >

This strike, is the might of the Heavenly Venerable!ember of the Imperial Clan.The corners of his mouth twitched with a barely perceptible smirk.Of course, he wasn't stupid enough to provoke Jun Xiaoyao. He just said calmly."You see the situation now....