"Jun Xiaoyao, prepare to die." Wang Teng activated the broken Imperial Weapon Talisman.
This ancient talisman wasn't just for protection. When activated, its power was equally shocking.
Even if it was only half of its power, it was enough to pose a threat to Jun Xiaoyao.
On the other side, the Evil Dragon Emperor's remnant consciousness released by Long Aotian also charged towards Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao's protective ancient artifact was entangled by Wang Teng and Long Aotian's protective ancient artifacts. He couldn't free himself.
In this situation, Jun Xiaoyao seemed to be powerless.
"Today, I will witness your fall!" Wang Teng's eyes shone brightly.
"You're finally going to die." Long Aotian couldn't contain the excitement in his heart.
Jun Xiaoyao had almost become his inner demon.
If Jun Xiaoyao didn't die, Long Aotian would definitely not be able to prove his Dao.
In other words, if Jun Xiaoyao didn't die, in this world, no one would be able to prove their Dao before him!
Feeling the terrifying power of the Evil Dragon Emperor's remnant consciousness and the broken Imperial Weapon, Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm.
Just as he was about to use his trump card to resist.
In his spatial artifact, something began to tremble.
"Is this a protective talisman left by Father?" Jun Xiaoyao was surprised.
Before he left the Eternal Burial Ground, Li Xin had given him a jade protective talisman. It was left behind by Jun Wuhui.
Jun Xiaoyao had kept it in his spatial artifact.
Now that Jun Xiaoyao was in danger, this protective talisman actually began to tremble.
With a whoosh, the protective talisman flew out of the spatial artifact and floated in the void.
Then, a vast light surged out like a tide.
In the light that was bright enough to blind people, one could vaguely see a figure with a terrifying aura that suppressed the sky and dominated the universe!
"It's Father." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were deep.
Although Jun Xiaoyao had never seen Jun Wuhui before, that didn't stop him from sensing that familiar bloodline aura.
His father, the White-robed Godking Jun Wuhui, was a legendary existence.
"You are …"
Even the remnant consciousness of the Evil Dragon Emperor was greatly shaken when it sensed the terrifying might that enveloped the world.
Even with his Grand Empyrean cultivation level, he felt like an ant before this figure.
"How can this be? How can Jun Xiaoyao still have tricks up his sleeve?" Long Aotian was flabbergasted.
Not only did Jun Xiaoyao have an ancient artifact to protect himself, but he also had such a method.
On the other hand, Wang Teng's mind was in a daze. Jun Xiaoyao's tricks were endless.
The blurry figure in the vast light didn't say anything. He just reached out a hand and suppressed the Evil Dragon Emperor's remnant consciousness.
The Evil Dragon Emperor's remnant consciousness also erupted with extreme fluctuations. The void twisted, and a black evil dragon roared at the sky.
However, before that indistinct figure, the black evil dragon was like a little chick that was suppressed by a single hand.
Even the Evil Dragon Emperor's remnant consciousness was suppressed.
"No, impossible. Who are you?" The Evil Dragon Emperor's remnant consciousness let out an unwilling roar before it was completely annihilated.
Then, the blurry figure flicked his finger, and the damaged ancient talisman that Wang Teng was controlling was directly sent flying out of Wang Teng's control.
Wang Teng also spat out a mouthful of blood. All his bones were shattered!
Only then did the blurry figure stop.
Then, he slowly turned around. Within the endless light, there seemed to be a loving gaze looking at Jun Xiaoyao.
"Father …" Jun Xiaoyao murmured.
To be honest, Jun Xiaoyao didn't feel much about this father that he'd never seen before.
He also didn't know where Jun Wuhui went or what he was doing.
Before, the Eighteenth Ancestor and the others only said that they would tell him some of the truth when he turned 18.
In the end, the blurry figure directly disappeared into the void.
The amulet fell back into Jun Xiaoyao's hands.
There was a line of small words carved on the amulet: A gentleman has no regrets in his life. It was still shining brightly.
Jun Xiaoyao put away the amulet and turned to look at Long Aotian and Wang Teng.
Long Aotian's face was pale. He clenched his fists and trembled all over.
Who would have thought that Jun Xiaoyao still had an amulet?
"That's … the White-robed Divine King, Jun Wuhui?" Long Aotian's expression was extremely ugly. He naturally knew who Jun Xiaoyao's father was.
Jun Xiaoyao was simply a powerful second generation!
"What a waste!" Wang Teng's eyes were bloodshot.
This was the perfect opportunity to kill Jun Xiaoyao. He missed it just like that.
"Since you've fattened up, then let me harvest you." Jun Xiaoyao was too lazy to say anything more.
He threw a Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist at Long Aotian.
Long Aotian's face was pale as he quickly retreated.
The Evil Dragon Emperor's remnant spirit was his last trump card against Jun Xiaoyao. Apart from this, nothing else could threaten Jun Xiaoyao.
"If I had known, I wouldn't have entered the Bronze Divine Palace!" Long Aotian finally regretted.
He was obsessed with killing Jun Xiaoyao.
But this obsession ended up harming him in the end.
But there was no medicine for regret in this world. No matter how Long Aotian struggled, he couldn't escape death.
He tried his best to activate his last trump card. The power of space erupted. He quickly moved, wanting to escape.
"As expected, you've obtained one of the Nine Great Heavenly Books, the Space Book."
Seeing Long Aotian's state, Jun Xiaoyao was enlightened.
Obviously, this was the Space Book that specialized in the Path of Space.
Light surged behind Jun Xiaoyao, and the Wings of Freedom appeared.
The Wings of Freedom flapped and caught up with Long Aotian. Then, he used his finger as a sword and pointed at Long Aotian's head.
Slash!
Jun Xiaoyao's finger pierced through Long Aotian's head. Even his Primordial Spirit was crushed into powder.
Zulong's forbidden first generation, Long Aotian, who possessed the Qi of Heaven and Earth, was completely dead!
Then, Jun Xiaoyao turned around and came to Wang Teng's side.
Wang Teng's bones had been shattered. His face finally lost its previous aloof indifference.
Instead, it was replaced by fear!
The fear of death!
And this time, the broken ancient talisman could no longer protect his Primordial Spirit.
"No, Jun Xiaoyao, you can't kill me. If you kill me, the Wang family will definitely not let this matter rest in the future. The entire Celestial Realm will be in turmoil!" Wang Teng said in a trembling voice.
"Why do you all have to say this nonsense before you die? Can't you just shut up and wait for death?" Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
He also pointed at Wang Teng's forehead.
Slash!
Blood and brain matter splattered.
This time, Jun Xiaoyao was careful and completely crushed Wang Teng's Primordial Spirit.
Wang Teng, the Young Emperor of the Wang family of the North, who had been blessed since he was a child, had died!
At the same time that the two of them died.
In the outside world, beside the Immortal Ancient Mirror, the Elders of Zulong and Wang Yuanba of the Wang family of the North couldn't help but feel their auras go wild.
"Aotian!"
The Elders of Long Aotian's bloodline roared to the sky.
"My son!" Wang Yuanba's aura surged wildly. He couldn't help but shout angrily.
Both Long Aotian and Wang Teng's life tablets were shattered.
Everyone who saw this scene was stunned at first. Then, as if they had thought of something, their eyes were filled with shock.
"It can't be. Could it be that both of them are dead?"
"The world is going to change …"
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