Jun Xiaoyao stood in the void, calm even after being shaken back.
Long Yao'Er, however, had a trace of purple blood at the corner of her mouth, slightly disheveled.
The winner was clear at a glance.
"No way, not even the Overlord can deal with the Jun Family's Divine Son?"
"That's strange, the terrifying power from that clash just now would have affected even a Great Saint, right?"
"This is unbelievable!"
The surrounding Celestial Prides were dumbfounded.
In previous battles between the Holy Body and the Overlord Body, didn't they always end up bloody, as if risking their lives?
But now, even against the once-in-a-millennium Overlord, Jun Xiaoyao remained spotless.
He appeared incredibly calm and composed.
It didn't look like he was facing a mortal enemy at all.
In contrast, Long Yao'Er, although not severely injured, appeared a bit more disheveled than Jun Xiaoyao.
"Damn, you monster..." Long Yao'Er's purple eyes were filled with deep trepidation.
