Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Jun Wuxie strode through the air, his entire being radiating golden light, more brilliant than the sun.

The afterglow of the setting sun was completely overshadowed by him.

Such radiance illuminated the city, causing everyone to look up.

Instantly, the entire bustling city fell silent.

"The Monarch has arrived!"

"It's the Monarch, the Monarch has come!"

Those who had been arguing with others all afternoon, always using the Monarch's name to ward off their opponents, who dared not appear to retaliate.

Now, the Monarch had finally arrived!

A brief silence was followed by an uproar.

"Monarch!"

"Monarch!"

… …

Hundreds of millions of people in the capital city raised their arms and shouted, the sound of the words "Monarch" reverberating through the universe, echoing in the heavens and earth.

At this moment, a golden mastiff appeared silently beside Jun Wuxie, following him as he walked towards the city.

Lingfei, Yan Qingcheng, Lilya, Mu Yunxi, and Chan'er all followed behind.

In an instant, Jun Wuxie arrived in front of the Heavenly Desolate Manor.

The Heavenly Desolate Manor's architectural style was very rough, exuding a wild aura.

In front of the manor was a wide open space.

Jun Wuxie and the others stood in the sky above the open space in front of the manor.

The golden light on his body gradually subsided, revealing his slender figure clad in a moon-white sword robe.

"He's here?"

A wild voice came from within the Heavenly Desolate Manor, the aura of the wilderness surging forth, and a figure rushed out, wrapped in a vast and turbulent true energy, followed by three young men.

"Jun Wuxie, have you come to accept the imperial decree and be conferred a title?"

Huang Yu also stood in the air, looking at him coldly, a cruel look on his lips.

At this time, countless people in the city flew into the air, paying attention to this place, densely packed, making the sky above the capital city a sea of people.

"Was it you who injured Yunxi?"

As Jun Wuxie spoke, he secretly communicated with the Small World Tree, and a green, transparent barrier immediately appeared around the Heavenly Desolate Manor, covering the area.

"You're right, it was I who shattered her origin! What, are you not convinced?"

Huang Yu pointed his finger at him and said, "Will you voluntarily surrender and accept the title now, or do you want me to personally suppress you, and then kneel on the ground to accept the title?"

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Jun Wuxie said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Huang Yu and the three young men behind him were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! What did you say? Say it again?"

Huang Yu sneered incessantly, a young supreme from the Emperor Beginning Star, yet daring to speak so arrogantly in front of him.

"Since you want to humiliate yourself, so be it, there's no need to wait until tomorrow, right now, watch me suppress you within ten moves! Today, you will kneel down to surrender and accept the title! If it weren't for the Holy Son wanting you alive, I would tear you into pieces!"

After Huang Yu finished speaking, the aura of the wilderness suddenly erupted, and a ferocious demi-human figure appeared behind him, thousands of feet tall, emitting a suffocating aura.

Boom!

He raised his leg and strode towards Jun Wuxie, taking a step, a large area of space instantly collapsing, his fierce power soaring to the sky!

The fist with the surging aura of the wilderness directly shattered the void and slammed towards Jun Wuxie.

At that moment, the hearts of the imperial subjects watching from all directions tightened.

Faced with Huang Yu's wild and unrestrained fist, enough to smash through a ten-thousand-meter-high mountain, Jun Wuxie carried his left hand behind his back, and swept his right sleeve forward.

Golden blood energy surged, and with a boom, it shattered Huang Yu's wilderness true energy.

The golden energy impacted his fist, directly shaking his fist away.

Almost at the same time, without seeing any movement from Jun Wuxie's feet, his body suddenly advanced to Huang Yu's front as if teleporting.

Such speed and the power of the sweep just now caused Huang Yu's pupils to contract, his heart filled with horror, and he wanted to retreat violently.

However, before he could get away, a golden palm, like golden lightning, struck his face.

Huang Yu only felt that his cheek had been hit by a condensed star, excruciating pain piercing his heart, his facial flesh splitting open, blood splattering.

The violent force made it difficult for him to stabilize his center of gravity, and his whole person flew out horizontally, smashing the void.

He shook his head fiercely, wanting to regain consciousness, but his ears were buzzing, emitting a sizzling, sharp sound, his head aching, his eyes blackening, and he was seeing stars.

One slap, sending Huang Yu flying, causing his face to bloom, and his molars to spurt out.

Such a scene stunned all the onlookers.

The extraterritorial powerhouses who had established temples and Taoist temples in the capital city, witnessing this scene, all contracted their pupils fiercely, their faces revealing shock.

The imperial subjects, after a brief shock, instantly boiled over.

"The Monarch is mighty!"

They raised their arms and shouted.

"Hahaha, what strongest young supreme of the Heavenly Desolate Manor, in front of the Monarch, is nothing but a clay chicken!"

"Tsk tsk, just now he was making wild claims, claiming to suppress the Monarch in ten rounds, wanting the Monarch to kneel down to surrender, we thought he was so strong, it turns out he's just a mouth cannon king, it's killing me with laughter, haha!"

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The subjects of the Great Zhou Dynasty all ridiculed loudly.

The people of the Heavenly Desolate Manor were too arrogant, clamoring and provoking at noon, how arrogant and invincible they were!

"You dare to slap me? You're courting death!"

Huang Yu finally stopped the dizziness in his brain, feeling the excruciating pain of the flesh on his face splitting, and hearing the ridicule and jeering of the Great Zhou subjects, he was so angry that he was about to explode on the spot.

Anger and shame had already made him lose his rational judgment, stubbornly believing that the other party relied on a peculiar body technique, coupled with his own underestimation of the enemy, to suffer such a big loss.

He was like a violent beast breaking free from its cage, roaring and rushing towards Jun Wuxie, and between the bombardment of his fists, secret technique runes bloomed in patches, and the terrifying killing contained in each rune was enough to severely injure or kill a conventional Lesser Celestial Half-Saint.

Replying to Huang Yu was still that golden palm.

It was more dazzling and blinding than the scorching sun, and it slapped towards him.

The blood energy fluctuations produced when the palm pointed and slapped shattered all of Huang Yu's secret technique runes like a destructive force, shaking his fist away, and cracks appeared in the flesh on his entire arm, and blood flowed.

His pupils contracted, and he drew back violently.

However, runes flashed under Jun Wuxie's feet, like a shadow following him, no matter how Huang Yu dodged, he could not avoid it.

Pa!

A loud slap, the sound so loud that it spread for hundreds of miles.

The golden palm finger, this time was backhanded, slapped on Huang Yu's right face with the back of his hand.

With a puff.

Huang Yu's right face blossomed, blood splattered, and a string of broken teeth spurted out like bullets under the huge kinetic energy.

He flew out horizontally, only feeling excruciating pain in his face, as if his skull was about to crack, his eyes blackened, all he saw were stars, and he could hear nothing in his ears, only a sizzling, sharp tinnitus.

"Is the Heavenly Desolate Clan only made up of trash like you? How dare you come to my Great Zhou to run wild, relying on the Half-Saint domain barrier suppression, winning against my woman, do you think you are invincible in Great Zhou?"

Jun Wuxie always carried one hand behind his back, his footsteps unmoved, his body pulled up afterimages, advanced to Huang Yu's face, raised his hand and was about to slap his face again.

"Jun Wuxie, you dare!"

The three young men of the Heavenly Desolate Clan shouted in a cold voice, the three of them rushed up together, their true energy rolling, launching an attack on him.

"Weak and vulnerable."

Jun Wuxie's waving palm paused slightly, and then he swept his hand back towards the three young men.

Golden blood energy surged, shattering the void, and obliterating all the secret technique runes of the three.

With a boom.

The three of them were struck as if by a great mountain, and they flew straight out, spitting out large mouthfuls of blood, their flesh cracking, and blood flowing like a column.

Pa!

A loud slap sounded again.

Huang Yu was slapped by Jun Wuxie and his body flew towards the three young men.

Almost at the same time, Jun Wuxie's body flashed in front of them.

"Kneel!"

He gave a deep shout, golden blood energy boiling, rushing straight into the sky, and then impacting down like a golden waterfall.

Huang Yu and the three young men only felt as if an endless mountain was pressing down on them, their bodies trembling violently, their waists bent, their legs trembling, and they were about to kneel down.

"Ah!!!"

They roared in humiliation, how could they kneel down here, how could they!

They were the young supreme of the Heavenly Desolate Clan, the pioneers of colonizing the Emperor Beginning Star, how could they kneel down in front of the people of the Emperor Beginning Star!

Rumble!

The wilderness true energy in Huang Yu and the three young men's bodies was extremely boiling, and the sublimation technique was used to the extreme, their hands upwards, trying to withstand the impact of the golden blood energy.

But they found that the golden blood energy was too terrifying, and the domineering power made their true energy constantly collapse.

"Ah!! Damn it, how dare you humiliate us like this!!"

They let out a heart-rending roar, full of hatred and resentment, but also with an unspeakable humiliation.

But this could not change the cruel reality that their waists and knees were constantly bending.

Boom!

The four of them knelt on the ground together, smashing cracks in the ground, and the land within a thousand miles trembled along with it.

If it weren't for the blessing of the Small World Tree, this kneeling would probably have sunk the land for thousands of miles!

Such a scene made the subjects of Great Zhou both shocked and excited, their faces flushed with excitement!

The Monarch's shot was invincible, and no one could contend with him!

What extraterritorial young supreme, in front of the Monarch, is vulnerable, does not need to shoot, only releases the blood energy pressure, then makes these arrogant and invincible guys kneel on the ground, desperately resist but also difficult to stand up.

The young monks and Taoists in the temples and Taoist temples, witnessing such a scene, their faces turned pale, their bodies trembled involuntarily a few times, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down between their foreheads and temples.

In some areas of the capital city, there were many cultivators standing in the high sky watching here.

They were people from the Medicine King Sect, the Spirit Control Sect, the Demon Phase Sect, and the Half-Demon Clan.

They had already moved to the capital city of Great Zhou, and they were all concentrating on cultivation on weekdays, developing their own sects and groups.

"In just over half a year, he has actually become a Lesser Celestial Half-Sage! Now he truly possesses invincible divine bearing! In a few more years, within the Half-Sage realm, I fear few will be able to contend with him..."

The Centaur Clan's strongmen marveled incessantly, their faces filled with undisguised admiration and excitement. This was, after all, their son-in-law.

"Who could have imagined that the youth from back then would reach such a terrifying height in just a few short years..."

The higher-ups of the Medicine King Sect, Demon Appearance Sect, and Spirit Controlling Sect all exclaimed in amazement and were filled with emotion.

They thought of the events of that year, when the Grand River Sword Sect and the Sky Piercing Sword Sect wanted to deal with Jun Wuxie, and Yan Qingcheng came forward to support him, and later the Sky Opening Sword Sect joined in, with the War Saint supporting him.

Now, he no longer needs anyone to support him. With a mere wave of his hand, he can slaughter Lesser Celestial Half-Sages!

"Attaching ourselves to him will likely become the honor of us overlord-level forces in the future. His future prospects are limitless..."

They conversed in this manner, sighing with emotion.

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At this moment, the four young supreme beings of the Heavenly Desolate Clan roared incessantly, struggling desperately, but to no avail.

They knelt on the ground in humiliation, staring at Jun Wuxie with resentful eyes: "If you dare treat us like this, when the Holy Son descends one day, he will surely slaughter your entire country!"

The response they received was a resounding slap.

With a '噗' sound, the golden palm directly exploded the head of one of the youths, splattering red blood and white brains everywhere.

The youth only had time to utter a shrill, brief scream before dying on the spot. Immediately afterward, his corpse was crushed into minced meat by the blood energy.

"You dare, you impudent brat!"

The older generation of strongmen from the Heavenly Desolate Clan had been observing from within the mansion, but they had not expected Jun Wuxie to suddenly strike a deadly blow.

They were enraged beyond measure. Three old men instantly rushed out of the mansion, one of them reaching out to attack the golden blood energy descending from the sky, attempting to rescue Huang Yu and the two youths.