The matter of Jun Xiaoyao and Fallen God Child intensified throughout the entire Senluo Continent.
Everyone was looking forward to this great battle.
A few days later, Fallen God Child finally spoke, announcing a decisive battle with Jun Xiaoyao at Black Mountain.
Black Mountain, like the Dead Sea, is a dangerous place in the Senluo Continent, filled with various Yao Beasts and Ancient Remnants.
Rumor has it that deep within Black Mountain, there is a blood-stained Ancient Battle Stage.
Anyone who steps into it for a decisive battle will not be disturbed by the outside world.
Even a Saint cannot interfere with the battle.
Once the two warring parties enter, the Ancient Battle Stage will not release them unless one side is completely defeated or dies.
It can be said that Fallen God Child chose such a location with the determination to go all out.
Although Jun Xiaoyao is strong, he is not weak either.
If he started to cower before the battle, what would be the point of fighting?
Fallen God Child's action was to cut off his own retreat.
Only by fighting with his back to the wall could he unleash his greatest potential.
If Fallen God Child won this battle, the benefits he would gain would be endless.
"This Fallen God Child does have some courage."
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm upon hearing this news.
He knew that Fallen God Child's action was to extinguish the fear and apprehension in his heart, completely cutting off his retreat.
It would either be an extreme sublimation or a dismal demise.
"Young Master, this Fallen God Child intends to harm you. Why don't I go instead?" Yi Yu said from the side.
Anyone with discerning eyes knew that Fallen God Child intended to step on Jun Xiaoyao to rise to power in this battle.
No one knew what methods he would employ.
Yi Yu was loyal to Jun Xiaoyao and willing to take risks for him.
Jun Xiaoyao calmly shook his head and said, "Fallen God Child's target is me, and he will only fight with me."
Although Yi Yu's strength was comparable to an Immortal Force Inheritor, enough to contend with these Prodigies and Supremes of the younger generation in the Immortal Realm.
But Fallen God Child would obviously not lower his status to fight with Jun Xiaoyao's attendant.
"Send word out, Divine Child will keep the appointment," Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.
He had encountered countless battles, big and small, along his journey.
If this Fallen God Child could truly bring him a little surprise, that would indeed be a fortunate thing.
After all, being too invincible was also very boring.
The news of Jun Xiaoyao accepting the challenge was like igniting a fuse, causing the entire Senluo Continent to explode.
Cultivators from various forces rushed to Black Mountain.
Many Prodigies from the Immortal Realm also set off, eager to witness this great battle between young Supremes of the Immortal Realm.
For a time, Black Mountain, which was originally sparsely populated and desolate, became incredibly lively.
Ancient flying beasts flashed across the sky, floating airships soared, and Vicious Beasts pulled chariots on the ground, all carrying Prodigies and Big Shots from various forces.
In just a few days, the entire Black Mountain was densely packed with people.
Even the Yao Beasts and Ancient Remnants were forced to retreat to the deepest parts of Black Mountain.
After several days of waiting.
In the distance, black clouds suddenly swept across the sky.
Nine pale white skeletal warhorses pulled a chariot across the Void Realm.
Beside them, two Mysterious Black-Robed Men flashed through the Void Realm, following closely.
"They're here! That Fallen God Child is here!" A commotion arose from all directions.
This young Supreme who descended from the Immortal Realm was incredibly powerful from the moment he appeared.
He commanded the three major forces, annihilated the War Demon Hall, and his demonic might was monstrous.
"Has he not arrived yet? Am I to wait for him?" Fallen God Child's cold voice, tinged with impatience, came from within the chariot.
Several hours passed.
Only then did golden light flicker in the distant sky, and a Nine-Headed Lion pulled a golden chariot, arriving through the air.
Following alongside were Yi Yu, Su Ziqiong, Gu Yuan, Dongxuan Old Ancestor, and others.
Yan Qingying, the War Demon Hall Master, and a group of Cultivators from the War Demon Hall also followed.
The tragedy of the War Demon Hall originated from Fallen God Child's command.
Therefore, they wanted to witness Fallen God Child's end with their own eyes.
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao and the others arrive, Fallen God Child stepped out of the chariot.
Black mist swirled around him, his face obscured.
His long, grayish-white hair reached his feet, and he had a pair of black and white wings on his back, enveloped in Yin and Yang Qi.
His eyes seemed to reflect scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, utterly terrifying.
From the moment Fallen God Child appeared, he exuded a dark, chilling, and murderous aura that was suffocating.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you've finally arrived. Today, are you ready to pay the price for your actions?" Fallen God Child said coldly.
Jun Xiaoyao also stepped out of his chariot.
He and Fallen God Child had completely opposite temperaments.
Fallen God Child was like a Death God from Hell, exuding coldness and murderous Qi.
Jun Xiaoyao, on the other hand, was dressed in white, peerless, enveloped in Immortal radiance, like a banished Immortal.
Many female Cultivators from the Senluo Continent present were instantly captivated by Jun Xiaoyao's appearance and demeanor.
"The only price Divine Child has to pay might be a little wasted time," Jun Xiaoyao chuckled softly.
These words made Fallen God Child's expression even more solemn.
The Cultivators of the War Demon Hall, however, looked at Fallen God Child with extreme hatred.
If not for Fallen God Child, the War Demon Hall would not have suffered this calamity.
Killing intent permeated Yan Qingying's eyes.
Fallen God Child also noticed Yan Qingying, as her aura was too unique, different from others.
"Is it really her?" Fallen God Child thought to himself.
He had previously speculated that the true Devouring God Demonic Art Inheritor might not be Yan Fei.
Now, he could confirm that Yan Fei's younger sister was the true Devouring God Demonic Art Inheritor.
"Once I defeat Jun Xiaoyao, you still won't escape my grasp," Fallen God Child's voice was chilling, filled with coldness.
"Why is a dead man talking so much nonsense?" Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow.
Villains indeed die from talking too much, it seems.
"Hmph..."
Fallen God Child said no more and went directly to the depths of Black Mountain.
Jun Xiaoyao did the same.
Before long, they arrived at the depths of Black Mountain, and the many other Cultivators who came to watch followed.
There, in the depths of Black Mountain, was an ancient, dust-covered arena.
The entire arena was stained with blood, as if peerless human talents of old had left their blood upon it.
This Ancient Battle Stage exuded an ancient and Vicissitudes aura, with Dao patterns interwoven in the surrounding Void Realm.
If anyone stepped into it, they would surely have to fight to the death before it could end.
Jun Xiaoyao was very casual, without any hesitation, and stepped directly onto it.
In Fallen God Child's eyes, scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood appeared.
His heart, however, was not as casual as Jun Xiaoyao's.
After all, he had heard of Jun Xiaoyao's various legendary deeds in the Immortal Realm.
It was impossible to say that he didn't care at all.
"What, are you afraid?" Jun Xiaoyao's lips curled into a faint smile.
"You're overthinking it. Who can make Divine Child afraid?"
Fallen God Child no longer hesitated and stepped onto the Ancient Battle Stage.
He did not know that this step he took might be the distance between life and death.
One step, Yellow Springs!