Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Boom!
The violent sound of collision erupted.
The ground trembled as dust swirled in all directions!
All the guests were now silent, staring blankly at the figure in white that was hit by the Severing Dragon Claw.
If Long Haotian’s sudden attack supposedly would’ve caught people off guard, then Jun Xiaoyao’s extremely fast reaction time was even more surprising.
However, that technique that Long Haotian unleased was the top Abhijna of the Lair of Zulong, the Severing Dragon Claw.
Once such an Abhijna was unleashed, the target would still sustain heavy damage from taking the blow directly even if they were equipped with Noble Weapons.
Long Haotian had used such Ultimate Abhijna’s to kill off dozens of top Orthodoxical Geniuses in the past.
“Divine Child!” Jun Xuehuang’s face quickly turned pale, deprived of the color of blood.
Should Jun Xiaoyao be severely injured or caught in some kind of problem because of her, Jun Xuefeng would not be able to forgive herself even with a thousand deaths.
This was because she was far less important to the Jun Family than Jun Xiaoyao was.
Likewise, the expression on Jiang Luoli’s fair face changed. “Xiaoyao!”
The expressions of Jiang Rou, Jiang Shengyi, Jun Zhantian, and others were quickly changed.
Now, Jun Xiaoyao was the most important core figure of the Jun Family’s younger generation.
If something happened to him, the consequences would be unimaginable!
“This… has the coming of age banquet of the Jun Family’s Divine Child become a banquet of bloodshed?”
“Is the legend of the Jun Family’s Divine Child going to end before it even began?”
Throughout the venue, the guests who came to the banquet had petrified expressions.
If that was the case, the Jun family’s reputation would plummet while the Lair of Zulong would rise to fame.
At that moment, the realm was in dead silence. The gaze of countless pairs of eyes was amassed on the figure of a peerless man in a white robe.
“Eh? This state of his… Mm, it doesn’t feel right…” an elderly cultivator from the Daoji Sect said softly.
Logically speaking, if Long Haotian’s Severing Dragon Claw hit him, he would at least vomit blood and fly backward while being shattered.
However, Jun Xiaoyao didn’t budge or change his expression.
There was only a pair of pupils that were as deep as an ancient well, with a sense of extreme apathy.
At that moment, everyone noticed that something was wrong.
Jun Xiaoyao’s reaction was so apathetic that he didn’t even move his body at all.
“Is the Divine Child forcefully holding on?” some people muttered as they looked at him.
However, only Long Haotian himself could feel the state of Jun Xiaoyao the most.
“You… your flesh…” Long Haotian’s pair of draconic eyes were filled with shock.
Having struck Jun Xiaoyao’s chest with his palm, he felt as if he had hit a piece of Primordial Celestial Gold.
Not only could he no longer move Jun Xiaoyao at all, but his palm was even aching because of the vibration.
One should’ve known that he was from the Dragon Clan.
The flesh of those from the Dragon Clan was unparalleled to anyone else in this world. Essentially everyone across the Mystic Realm agreed on such a basic fact.
Now Jun Xiaoyao was just standing there, allowing Long Haotian to hit him, but he couldn’t inflict any harm at all. How was this even possible?
“That’s it?”
Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly. Although none of his words intended to humiliate Long Haotian, it made Long Haotian’s face flushed as anger surged in his heart.
“What’s going on with you? Are forcefully suppressing your internal injuries out of pride?”
This was the only possibility that Long Haotian could think of.
“Ha… you’re overthinking things…”
Jun Xiaoyao’s words fell as a cold ray abruptly burst out of his eyes.
He extended his hand and instantly grabbed Long Haotian’s arm that remained stuck in his chest. 4000 granules of the giant elephant in his body erupted at the same time.
400 million kilos of force instantly poured out all at once.
Slur-rak!
Jun Xiaoyao twisted his wrist and tugged fiercely!
Accompanied by a miserable shriek, Long Haotian’s arm was torn apart by Jun Xiaoyao!
Blood spurted like a whirlwind, the sanguine fluid from a dragonkin had just splattered!
Long Haotian forcefully backed off, clutching the gaping hole where his broken arm used to be. His face was pale and filled with a sense of disbelief!
Long Haotian and all the other guests were also at a loss for words!
Such a turn of events was something no one had ever expected.
Not only was Jun Xiaoyao unharmed after taking a direct blow from the Severing Dragon Claw, but he also went on to break Long Haotian’s arm in an extremely vigorous posture.
Who would have ever expected something like that to happen?
Only after hearing his words did many people from various forces learn of that fact. Immediately, their eyes looked as if they saw a monster as they kept their attention on Jun Xiaoyao.
After all, only a handful of geniuses throughout the Huangtian Mystic Realm could resist the Severing Dragon Claw from the Dragon Child of the Lair of Zulong.
More importantly, Jun Xiaoyao was not suppressing himself, nor had he sustained any injury. He was completely unscathed.
“Even when confined by heaven and earth, the Sacred Body of the Ancients is still terrifying!” Many young geniuses were shocked.
“Divine Child…” Jun Xuehuang breathed a sigh of relief as she looked at Jun Xiaoyao with gratitude.
“Feel free to fall back. Leave this mud loach to me,” Jun Xiaoyao said faintly.
“Understood.” Jun Xuehuang nodded in respect.
Currently, she didn’t feel like the Sequence Seven at the high up in the Jun family, but more like Jun Xiaoyao’s maid.
Hearing Lu Xiaoyao’s words, Long Haotian’s face turned blue.
He clutched the wound of his broken arm with dread in his eyes.
Up until this moment, he’d become a true fool if he continued belittling Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao shook his head lightly.
Under his skin, there was a faint glow of green light.
Jun Xiaoyao had absorbed and refined Xiao Chen’s Dragon Qi. As a result, his body was capable of condensing the Dragon Scale Inner Armor.
Coupled with his already powerful Sacred Body of the Ancients, Jun Xiaoyao was able to block Long Haotian’s Severing Dragon Claw without sustaining any injury.
He didn’t even bother to display the Divine Elephant Overpowering Force’s Underworld Protection.
“Hmph. Jun Xiaoyao, I don’t know what methods you used to resist my attack. Regardless, you’d be very naive to think that you have won so easily,” Long Haotian said coldly.
From his body, a gust of vitality abruptly poured out.
Under the crowd’s dumfounded gazes, the flesh and blood at the gap of his broken arm began squirming until a new arm gradually grew.
“Is that even possible?” some young geniuses gaped.
Was Long Haotian immortal?
“This ain’t right. No matter how great a dragonkin’s vitality is, they couldn’t just regrow their limbs. At least Long Haotian isn’t at the level to do that just yet.”
“I got it. I heard that Long Haotian has merged with a Dragon Essence. Perhaps it is because of the Dragon Essence…”
With this, the crowd was enlightened. It turned out that Long Haotian was taking advantage of the Dragon Essence.
“Oh? The Dragon Essence?” Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes glimmered.
He looked at Long Haotian like a hunter staring at his prey.
“You must have a death wish!”
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes, Long Haotian grew furious.
From the beginning of time, he was the one who always regarded humans as prey. Since when have the roles ever been reversed?
Boom!
Long Haotian blasted out a punch. Energy surged across the air.
Everyone seemed to hear a dragon’s roar. A giant phantom of an enormous dragon swirled around Long Haotian’s fist, shattering the void before blasting towards Jun Xiaoyao.
Such a powerful fluctuation looked as if a real dragon had arrived to fight the sky!
This was yet another Ultimate Abhijna of the Lair of Zulong that was on par with the Severing Dragon Palm: the Dragon Fist.
“As expected of the Dragon Child of the Lair of Zulong. What an amazing display of strength!”
Long Haotian’s move shocked many people from the younger generation.
Although they couldn’t accustom themselves to Long Haotian’s savagery, they had nothing left to say about his strength.
At the sight of this, Jun Xiaoyao made a sneer at the corner of his lips.
He extended his hand and formed a Dharma seal. Golden Divine Energy surged.
Behind him, a colossal figure seemingly appeared.
“That’s…”
Seeing this, many guests have their pupils shrinking all at the same time. Such an immense and imposing power made their blood run cold!