In the cracked pit, Xiao Chen stood up, his body trembling, his chin covered in blood.
His eyes were bloodshot, unable to believe it.
Unable to believe he had lost again.
He had repeatedly lost to Jun Xiaoyao before.
Now, he couldn't even defeat Champion Marquis.
Even with Xiao Chen's strong will, he felt as if his Dao Heart was about to collapse.
To be honest, Xiao Chen's strength was indeed not weak.
If Yang Pan didn't have the Pan Huang Living Sword, it would be hard to say who would win or lose.
But unfortunately, Yang Pan, possessing the Pan Huang Living Sword, was Innate in an invincible position.
This was also the confidence of Panwu Divine Lord.
The position of consort ultimately belonged to Yang Pan.
At this moment, many Cultivators around were a bit emotional.
They naturally saw that Xiao Chen and Wu Mingyue probably had some kind of relationship.
It was like the plot of a commoner boy rising to marry a Princess, as told by storytellers.
However, reality is ultimately reality; it cannot be as perfect as stories in legendary novels.
Xiao Chen ultimately failed to achieve his comeback.
"Haha, this Marquis asks, is there anyone else?" Yang Pan's Aura was soaring.
The Prodigies from various forces all showed apprehension in their expressions.
Ye Xingyun of the Ancient Ye Family, Wang Gang of the Northern Land Wang Family, and Huang Xuanyi of Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain, among others, had all come to observe the ceremony, not to compete for the position of consort.
So they did not make a move.
Seeing no one speak up, Yang Pan inexplicably felt a sense of superior arrogance.
Invincibility is truly lonely...
He turned his head, looked at Wu Mingyue, whose face was pale, and a smile played on his lips as he said, "Mingyue, you are ultimately this Marquis's."
Wu Mingyue's face was very unsightly, her jade hands clenched tightly.
She was extremely disgusted with Yang Pan.
Bad personality, ordinary appearance.
Even though Wu Mingyue also disliked Jun Xiaoyao greatly, she had to admit that Jun Xiaoyao's appearance was indeed very pleasing to the eye.
At least looking at him every day would not cause any boredom; on the contrary, it was a supreme enjoyment.
But if she had to face Yang Pan every day, she would be so disgusted she'd vomit.
Just as Yang Pan was feeling triumphant, thinking the overall situation was settled.
A voice with a hint of laziness faintly drifted over.
"Just got smacked into the ground by this Divine Child, and now you're jumping again?"
"Hmm?" Yang Pan raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping over.
He saw Jun Xiaoyao, with one hand behind his back, standing calmly, his expression carrying a condescending indifference.
That's right...
Just like a deity looking down on Mortals.
Jun Xiaoyao stepped out!
Whoosh!
This scene caused an uproar from all directions.
"Is the Jun Family Divine Child finally going to make a move?"
"Is he also going to compete for the position of consort?"
"Interesting, if the Jun Family Divine Child makes a move, I wonder if he can suppress Champion Marquis?"
"It's probably a bit difficult, after all, Champion Marquis possesses the Pan Huang Living Sword; he's not that easy to deal with."
And the Heavenly Maidens from various forces, as well as many female Cultivators, felt a sense of heartbreak.
"Brother Xiaoyao, you..." Jiang Luoli covered her mouth with her small hand, unable to believe it.
Could it be that Jun Xiaoyao really wanted to marry the Divine Dynasty Long Princess?
Although Jiang Shengyi didn't say anything, her clear pupils also slightly paused, a little surprised.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
Of course, it was impossible for him to compete for any consort position.
Any woman in this world, if he wanted her, he could get her. Why would he need to compete?
Furthermore, which woman was worth Jun Xiaoyao fighting for?
At least for now, he hadn't met one.
Moreover, this Wu Mingyue was originally his servant.
She was Jun Xiaoyao's private property.
Did Yang Pan get his master's permission to marry Wu Mingyue?
"Jun Xiaoyao, good. Since you've stepped forward, let's have a fair fight."
"The invincible myth of the Jun Family Divine Child is nothing in front of this Marquis!" Yang Pan's tone was arrogant and defiant.
He believed that the reason he was so disheveled before was because Jun Xiaoyao had ambushed him.
If they fought fairly, he wouldn't lose.
Upon hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao merely shook his head faintly.
"What, are you scared?" Yang Pan's eyebrows raised.
Jun Xiaoyao chuckled lightly, stomping his foot on the ground, causing vibrations in all directions!
His figure soared into the high sky, finally landing atop the Forbidden City!
Looking down from above, he overlooked all living beings!
"Yang Pan, do you intend to challenge this Divine Child by yourself?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
"What do you mean by that?" Yang Pan's face sank.
Looking at Jun Xiaoyao, who stood atop the Forbidden City, his white robes flowing, his countenance peerlessly handsome, he inexplicably felt annoyed.
He was too damn showy.
"Yang Pan, I'm not targeting you. I'm saying that those who sit here, those who attempt to be my enemies... are all trash."
As soon as these words fell, the entire venue was dead silent!
These words were no longer just aimed at Yang Pan alone.
Xiao Chen's face was extremely grim.
A cold glint flashed in Ye Xingyun's eyes.
Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling's faces were also unsightly.
And Wang Gang of the Northern Land Wang Family was also a bit displeased, feeling that Jun Xiaoyao was truly too arrogant.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." Yang Pan's anger erupted.
Jun Xiaoyao was clearly belittling him, unwilling to fight him one-on-one.
Jun Xiaoyao looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Xiao Chen, this Divine Child knows you really want to kill me. Now, I'll give you this opportunity."
He then turned to look at Ye Xingyun.
"Ye Xingyun, last time at the ten-year-old banquet, you were suppressed by this Divine Child. You must have been very displeased. This time, I'll give you a chance."
"And Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain, if you want to make a move, this Divine Child will take you on."
"In short, today, above the Imperial City, atop the Forbidden City..."
"This Divine Child alone will fight all of you!"
Jun Xiaoyao's voice was clear and cold, standing with his hands behind his back, his white robes flowing, his hair fluttering.
Standing atop the Forbidden City, he was like... a deity!
Boom!
These words were like a giant rock rolling into the ocean, stirring up monstrous waves.
The people from countless forces throughout the entire Forbidden City were dumbfounded.
Although they knew Jun Xiaoyao was strong and possessed an invincible bearing.
But this time, it wasn't a one-on-one battle; it was a challenge to everyone.
Leaving aside others, just Yang Pan alone was not someone ordinary people could deal with.
And Xiao Chen, although he lost, his strength was obvious to all.
Ye Xingyun of the Ye Family, who possessed the Star King Body, his strength needed no further explanation.
Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling of Myriad Phoenix Spirit Mountain were even top figures of the younger generation.
It could be said that each of these individuals, taken separately, could sweep through a region and dominate.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao actually wanted to challenge all of them with his own strength.
This simply shocked everyone's eyes!
"Jun Xiaoyao, you're too arrogant!" Yang Pan couldn't bear it and directly attacked, his long spear piercing out, thrusting towards Jun Xiaoyao.
He and Jun Xiaoyao had an agreed battle atop the Forbidden City; how could he endure such humiliation?
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent. He extended his right hand, and twenty great luo immortal bones released divine light.
Immortal radiance swirled, divine light surged, like the hand of an ancient god, capable of blasting a planet with a single palm!
Rumble!
The palm print descended, with myriad phenomena, as if a corner of the sky had collapsed and fallen.
Bang!
Yang Pan was directly suppressed, once again smashing into the ground with a loud thud.
For a moment, all was dead silent.
Inside the Forbidden City, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop...