In ancient times, a common man's anger could spill blood for five steps.

When an emperor is enraged, blood flows for a thousand miles.

But what happens when the divine son of a noble family is furious?

"Indeed, have I been too merciful?" Jun Xiaoyao looked up at the sky and sighed softly.

Merciful?

Jun Xuehuang, Jun Xiyu, and the others gazed at the blood and bones scattered around, remaining silent.

If this is what Jun Xiaoyao calls mercy, then there is no such thing as cruelty in the world.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao felt it was still not enough.

"I suddenly have a wish," Jun Xiaoyao pondered for a moment and said.

Jun Xuehuang, Jun Xiyu, Lei Mingyuan, and even the cold-faced Princess Longji all slightly tilted their ears to listen.

"I want to kill my way through the world, making everyone kneel before the Jun family!" Jun Xiaoyao declared, word by word.

As soon as he spoke, the heavens and earth thundered!

Words are never spoken lightly.

To utter a single phrase is to create a cause and effect.

Jun Xuehuang and the others took a deep breath.

Does Jun Xiaoyao want everyone to tremble and kneel at the sight of the Jun family?

Princess Longji's eyes also flickered.

Even with her domineering character, akin to an eternal empress, she wouldn't dare to say such words lightly.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao could.

At that moment, the expressionless Jun Xiaoyao, filled with killing intent, was a stark contrast to the one who had previously teased her.

Princess Longji was increasingly puzzled about what kind of person Jun Xiaoyao truly was.

After speaking, the killing intent around dissipated.

Jun Xiaoyao's face returned to calm, as if he had transformed back into that serene, ethereal young master.

Jun Xuehuang and Jun Xiyu's eyes sparkled.

With Jun Xiaoyao around, it felt as if they had found their support.

"By the way, young master, Sister Mulan is in the core area," Jun Xuehuang said.

Jun Mulan, with her strong and domineering personality, was a tough girl who naturally wanted to explore the core area with her strength.

Jun Xuehuang and Jun Xiyu, with slightly lower cultivation, planned to first occupy a thousand-zhang Dao Lake before rushing to support Jun Mulan.

"Is she there too? Then let's go together," Jun Xiaoyao replied.

"What about this thousand-zhang Dao Lake…" Jun Xuehuang hesitated.

"Heh… For the Jun family, if we're going to compete, we must compete for the best opportunities," Jun Xiaoyao said nonchalantly.

The ten-thousand-zhang Dao Lake is the opportunity the Jun family should occupy.

What is this thousand-zhang Dao Lake worth?

It's hardly worth a glance!

Upon hearing this, the two women felt even more exhilarated.

Only Jun Xiaoyao could possess such boldness.

"Impressive!" Lei Mingyuan could only utter these two words.

To outsiders, the rare thousand-zhang Dao Lake was something Jun Xiaoyao casually discarded without a second thought.

"However, the core area is mostly occupied by those ancient immortal clans…" Jun Xiyu hesitated.

These local tyrants are not easy to provoke.

"A bunch of prisoners from the ancient immortal world really think of themselves as masters?" Jun Xiaoyao scoffed.

He had learned from the Jun family's library.

These ancient immortal races did not seem to have existed here from the beginning.

Instead, they were imprisoned here.

Of course, that record was vague, and no one knew the exact situation.

But it was certain that these ancient immortal races were not as high and mighty as the world believed.

"Alright, let's head to the core area," Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand.

The two women nodded slightly.

Jun Xiaoyao, along with Jun Xuehuang, Jun Xiyu, Lei Mingyuan, and Princess Longji, set off once more.

Looking at the blood-soaked ground and then at the departing figures of Jun Xiaoyao and the others, everyone felt a premonition.

This time, the core area of the ancient immortal Dao Lake was bound to be a spectacle.

……

In the core area of the ancient immortal Dao Lake, there were four ten-thousand-zhang Dao Lakes.

Three of them were occupied by the Dragon Clan, the Ancient Witch Clan, and the Three-Eyed Holy Clan.

As for the Beautiful Clan, they were not in this area, so they did not occupy the last ten-thousand-zhang Dao Lake.

Thus, this last ten-thousand-zhang Dao Lake became a battleground for the talents from the outside world.

Due to the vastness and incredible value of the ten-thousand-zhang Dao Lake, almost no external talent could monopolize it.

Instead, all external talents jointly occupied this ten-thousand-zhang Dao Lake.

This created a situation of too many monks and too little porridge.

Of course, talents whose strength did not meet the standard had no qualification to even approach this ten-thousand-zhang Dao Lake.

However, at this moment, a terrifying aura erupted around this ten-thousand-zhang Dao Lake, with waves of magical power spreading.

Clearly, a peerless talent was engaged in battle.

In the arena.

Two figures were exchanging blows.

One of the women had a heroic appearance, exuding a spirited aura, with her long red hair tied in a single ponytail, looking clean and sharp, embodying a spirit that did not yield to men.

She wore tight-fitting combat attire, exposing her flat, snow-white abdomen, with a fiery figure and stunning curves.

Amidst her valiant demeanor, there was a unique charm.

She was Jun Mulan, the third sequence of the Jun family.

She wielded a heavy sword, striking at a figure cloaked in black.

That was a tall, pale-skinned young man wearing a hood.

Surrounded by swirling black mist, he flickered in and out of the void, not revealing a hint of his aura, appearing extremely eerie.

This person was the Dark Son of the Fallen God Palace, an immortal heir not weaker than the Fallen God himself.

Jun Wuchen, the fourth sequence of the Jun family, was killed by his treachery.

When enemies meet, they are particularly fierce, and with the Dao Lake competition at stake, Jun Mulan would not let the Dark Son escape.

These two, one from the Jun family's third sequence and the other an immortal heir from the Fallen God Palace, both had formidable backgrounds, like a needle against a wheat awn.

"Dark Son, daring to plot against the Jun family's sequence, I'll take your life!"

Jun Mulan's aura was as fierce as a man's, her blood boiling as if on fire, forming a blood flame around her body.

Her eyes also ignited with two points of flame.

Blood of the War God!

This was a unique divine ability belonging to Jun Mulan, making her braver in battle and significantly boosting her combat power.

"So that's the Blood of the War God, truly terrifying!"

At this moment, some immortal heirs surrounding the ten-thousand-zhang Dao Lake marveled at Jun Mulan's strength.

As expected of the Jun family's third sequence, her power was indeed formidable.

Jun Mulan's cultivation had reached the late stage of the True God realm, and with the Blood of the War God, her strength was even more terrifying.

However, the Dark Son was not to be underestimated.

His face was mostly hidden under the hood, revealing only his pale chin, with a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Around him, strange black runes emerged, black light swirling as his aura surged.

"It is said that the Dark Son possesses the Eerie Dark Curse Body, ranking among the top two hundred of the three thousand physiques, a highly peculiar constitution," someone remarked.

Both of them were equally matched, their strengths formidable.

Yet even so, Jun Mulan's situation was still precarious.

The reason was simple; the current situation was unfavorable for Jun Mulan.

"Just relying on the Dark Son alone is probably enough to withstand Jun Mulan."

A man and a woman stood high in the sky.

They were Huang Xuan and Feng Qingling from the Wan Phoenix Spirit Mountain.

Though they were not the Phoenix Prince and Princess, they had now broken through to the True God realm.

On the other side, a young man with golden hair flowing and a commanding aura was also observing.

He was the Golden-Winged Roc King from the Jialou Sacred Mountain.

Previously, he had his heart shattered by Jun Xiaoyao at the Tiandao Tower, but he had now recovered, with his cultivation at the mid-stage of the True God realm.

Additionally, Long Bi Chi from the Ancestral Dragon Nest was also present.

However, she was not alone.

Beside her stood a man with bright red dragon horns and crimson scales on his forehead.

His cultivation was evidently at the minor completion stage of the True God realm!

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