The dark red aura surged like a volcanic eruption, as if the heavens themselves were being torn apart.

Along with the eruption of the dark red aura, there was also a terrifying fluctuation of sacred energy.

"What is this?" exclaimed the nightmarish king's saint.

No matter how monstrous Jun Xiaoyao was, it was impossible for him to instantly become a saint-level powerhouse.

Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, a towering demonic figure appeared before Jun Xiaoyao.

This figure was robust, with long hair cascading down to its feet, and a pair of eyes half-hidden by black hair, blood-red and exuding a sense of madness.

It was none other than the Fallen Sacred Body that Jun Xiaoyao had brought out from the Panwu Ridge!

When Jun Xiaoyao had previously brought out the Fallen Sacred Body, he had already made plans in his heart.

The Ancient Sacred Body had certain connections.

If he allowed a portion of his true spirit power to reside within the divine palace of the Fallen Sacred Body, he could control it.

Of course, this control had its limitations.

If the duration was too long or the frequency too high, Jun Xiaoyao's own Ancient Sacred Body could become tainted by the demonic intent and ominousness of the Fallen Sacred Body.

Thus, it could only be used in emergencies.

And now was the perfect time to summon it.

"What... what exactly is this? A puppet?" Some other saints of the Sin Clan were also shaken.

"No, this person's aura is overwhelming, with the breath of a living being. It doesn't seem like a puppet."

"What the hell is this?"

Everyone was confused.

But the saintly fluctuations could not be concealed.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at the nightmarish king's saint, a smile curling at the corners of his lips.

He extended a finger and tapped his brow.

A glowing orb filled with dense soul power appeared and then directly entered the divine palace of the Fallen Sacred Body.

In an instant, the Fallen Sacred Body's eyes erupted with three feet of blood light, as if it had been activated.

"It's over."

Jun Xiaoyao and the Fallen Sacred Body spoke simultaneously.

Jun Xiaoyao's cold and indifferent voice, combined with the hoarse and heavy voice of the Fallen Sacred Body, created an indescribable sense of oppression.

It was as if the strongest boss had emerged!

Boom!

The Fallen Sacred Body let out a roar, its black hair billowing like a tempest, and dark red aura gushed forth!

It charged directly at the nightmarish king's saint.

"You're just a saint; I'm not afraid of you!" The nightmarish king's saint also unleashed his aura and charged forward.

But the result was...

Bang!

The attack from the nightmarish king's saint struck the Fallen Sacred Body, causing no damage whatsoever.

Not even a scratch!

"This..." The nightmarish king's saint was stunned, as if his very soul had been drained.

He was a saint!

Even if only in the early stages, this strike should have been enough to shatter mountains and seas.

But now, he couldn't inflict any harm on the person before him!

Not just him, all the beings of the Sin Clan gasped in shock.

Elder Dongxuan and Gu Yuan were equally astonished.

This was the first time Jun Xiaoyao had summoned the Fallen Sacred Body, so it was also their first time witnessing it.

Everyone was horrified, their scalps tingling.

But they did not know that the Ancient Sacred Body was invincible among its peers.

Even the Fallen Sacred Body retained its physical strength.

Since it was invincible among its peers, the nightmarish king's saint's attacks could naturally do nothing to the Fallen Sacred Body.

Conversely, the Fallen Sacred Body seized the nightmarish king's saint by both shoulders.

Then...

With a sudden tear!

Rip!

Like tearing a piece of paper.

This renowned nightmarish king's saint was ripped in half by the Fallen Sacred Body!

Blood rained down!

Sacred blood spilled!

The world fell silent at that moment!

That was a saint! A high and mighty saint!

Yet at this moment, he was torn apart like a chicken.

This shocking scene left everyone breathless!

It felt as if an invisible hand was choking their necks.

"Roar!"

The Fallen Sacred Body, bathed in sacred blood, became even more frenzied!

Its blood-red eyes shot out three feet of blood light, locking onto another nightmarish king's saint.

That nightmarish king's saint didn't even have the courage to fight back and turned to flee into the void.

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

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In three strides, the Fallen Sacred Body caught the nightmarish king's saint.

"Spare... spare my life!" the nightmarish king's saint cried out in terror.

But the Fallen Sacred Body was now under Jun Xiaoyao's control; how could it spare these sinners?

Rip!

In the next moment, this nightmarish king's saint was also torn in half.

Then, without pausing, the Fallen Sacred Body charged toward the saint of the Celestial Demon Clan.

"Ah!"

"What kind of monster is this?"

"This is definitely not a saint; could it be a saint king or a great saint?"

Cries of terror and screams echoed.

All the beings of the Sin Clan felt their scalps about to explode!

They trembled uncontrollably, as if they had gone mad!

Not to mention ordinary beings of the Sin Clan.

Even the saints of the Sin Clan were terrified, their souls nearly leaving their bodies, as if their bones had turned to ice.

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

Terrifying!

Too terrifying!

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

The Celestial Demon Prince stood frozen, as if his very soul had been extracted.

He never expected that there was such a terrifying existence beside Jun Xiaoyao.

Killing saints like slaughtering dogs!

Despair!

Endless despair washed over the Celestial Demon Prince's heart like a tidal wave.

"You, an ant, should die." Jun Xiaoyao casually struck out, a golden palm print pushing through the void, crushing toward the Celestial Demon Prince.

At that moment, the Celestial Demon Prince finally regretted.

He regretted not heeding Yan Rumeng's advice to return to the Immortal Domain sooner.

But in this world, there was no such thing as a pill for regret.

Boom!

As expected, the Celestial Demon Prince was struck dead by Jun Xiaoyao's palm amidst endless despair.

Jun Xiaoyao reached out, grabbed the Celestial Demon Prince's remains, and tossed them to Yan Qingying.

"Devour him; don't waste the bloodline of the demon god," Jun Xiaoyao said.

The bloodline of the demon god was of no use to him but would greatly benefit Yan Qingying.

Yan Qingying showed a look of gratitude and excitement.

She had first devoured the Fallen God Son and now the Celestial Demon Prince.

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

Seeing this scene, Yan Rumeng sighed deeply.

She had initially thought that even if she couldn't save the Celestial Demon Prince, at least the bloodline of the demon god should be obtained.

Now, it was all in vain.

Not only that, but Yan Rumeng felt "offended" by Jun Xiaoyao.

She felt utterly cheated.

"Miss, we must go!"

The two demon saints from the Demon God Palace also called out.

With the Fallen Sacred Body present, no saint could match it.

Even these two saints from the Demon God Palace could not deal with the Fallen Sacred Body.

Yan Rumeng was also decisive, taking out a void escape talisman to leave.

"I almost forgot about you; this time, the Sin Clan's unsealing also has your contributions," Jun Xiaoyao squinted his eyes and looked at the two saints from the Demon God Palace.

He directly controlled the Fallen Sacred Body to attack the two saints.

The result was without any suspense.

Accompanied by two screams, the two saints from the Demon God Palace met a tragic end on the spot!

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