In an instant, the world darkened.
It was as if the light of the heavens had been obscured.
Then, countless sounds of vomiting blood erupted, followed by the sounds of flesh, blood, and bones shattering.
Some Yao Race cultivators could not withstand even a wisp of Chaos Qi; their Physical Bodies and Primordial Spirits were directly crushed into nothingness!
This palm strike fell; even if it did not wipe everyone out, at least half of the younger generation of Yao Race cultivators perished instantly!
The resulting shockwaves caused many peaks of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains to collapse. The earth shook and the mountains swayed as giant boulders tumbled down, only to be shattered into dust!
"Who is it? Which Demon Venerable has made a move? This is too ruthless!" some Yao Race cultivators wailed, loudly denouncing the act.
Even top Prodigies like Ying Longzi and Young Master Feng Baiyu, while not having their Physical Bodies shattered, still had blood leaking from the corners of their mouths, having suffered from the impact.
Fortunately, a few Yao Race individuals like Miss Liu Ru had not approached to fight over Yin Guo, so they were not caught in the fray.
However, the gazes of Miss Liu Ru and the other Yao Race cultivators froze.
Because within their line of sight...
An incomparably majestic warship had, at some unknown moment, torn through the Void Realm and descended above the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains.
In the Void Realm in front of the warship stood a figure in fluttering white robes, one hand behind his back, while the other slowly retracted.
Seeing this, Miss Liu Ru's pupils constricted sharply!
Could it be that the palm strike from just a moment ago was unleashed by that person in white?
But...
Looking at that young, handsome face shrouded in a hazy divine radiance, Miss Liu Ru found it hard to imagine.
This was clearly a member of the younger generation; how could it be possible...
At this moment, the other surviving Yao Race cultivators regained their composure and cast their gazes over, their eyes filled with fear and wariness.
A cold and indifferent voice rang out.
"To dare touch someone from my Yun Sheng Imperial Palace, you bunch of Yao Race cultivators are truly courting death!"
This figure in white was, naturally, Jun Xiaoyao.
After hearing about the Ten Thousand Demon Feast, Jun Xiaoyao had thought that perhaps he could find some clues here.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, he felt that faint Bloodline perception.
It was effortless to obtain.
However, upon seeing the young girl possessing the Yun Clan Bloodline being besieged by the Yao Race, Jun Xiaoyao's expression turned cold.
No one had the qualification to touch anyone from the Yun Sheng Imperial Palace.
Whoever touched them would die.
Thus, Jun Xiaoyao did not hesitate to strike.
With just a single palm, he caused many Yao Race Prodigies to perish.
The Yao Race Prodigies present cast their gazes over.
After a long while, they finally reacted.
"That warship is the Cloud Sea Dragon Boat of the Yun Sheng Imperial Palace!"
"It is people from the Yun Sheng Imperial Palace; what are they here for?"
"Could that man in white be that Chaos Body from a while ago?"
Once they realized this, the remaining Yao Race members felt terrified, their Divine Souls feeling as if they were about to freeze.
Why would people from the Yun Sheng Imperial Palace come to the Ten Thousand Demon Feast?
And what was said just now—that touching people from the Yun Sheng Imperial Palace was courting death.
But who was the person from the Yun Sheng Imperial Palace?
The Yao Race cultivators present suddenly turned their gazes toward Yin Guo.
Even Yin Guo herself was somewhat dazed, her exquisite, pretty face blank, as if she hadn't processed what was happening.
At this moment, a figure in white appeared before her.
When Yin Guo looked up, she was even more stunned.
She had never seen such a good-looking big brother; he was as elegant as jade, his handsome face like that of an immortal.
He was so handsome that it made one feel dizzy.
"What is your name?" Jun Xiaoyao smiled slightly.
"I, I am called Yin Guo, you can also call me Guo Guo," Yin Guo said in a soft, sweet voice.
As she spoke, her large eyes kept staring at Jun Xiaoyao.
"Yin Guo..." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.
It seemed she did not know her own origins.
"This... Young Master, are you from the Human Race?" Yin Guo asked, not knowing where she found the courage.
Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.
"But... why..." Yin Guo tilted her head slightly.
Clearly, the big brother before her was from the Human Race.
Yet, she vaguely felt a very familiar aura.
This feeling gave her an inexplicable sense of closeness.
Seeing Yin Guo's confused, head-tilted expression, Jun Xiaoyao subconsciously reached out and patted her head.
"There are some complicated matters involved; I will tell you later, but you can trust me," Jun Xiaoyao said.
Being patted like this by Jun Xiaoyao, Yin Guo's little face immediately turned bright red.
However, she felt no repulsion at all.
If it were any other stranger she met for the first time, Yin Guo would never have allowed such a gesture and would have felt repulsed.
But this big brother in white was an exception.
Yin Guo swore that it was definitely not just because this big brother was excessively handsome, but because of a very familiar, deep-seated sense of trust derived from her Bloodline.
On the other side, Long Qingxuan, seeing this scene, was also stunned, his emotions complex.
Regret, jealousy, and bitterness were all mixed together.
He knew that from the moment he gave up on saving Yin Guo, the faint connection between him and her had been completely severed.
However, at this moment, Long Qingxuan suddenly saw that the Young Master in white glanced at him, then retracted his gaze.
In the depths of Long Qingxuan's mind, the Three Lives Reincarnation Seal suddenly trembled, as if it were a warning of some kind.
"He..." A strange feeling arose in Long Qingxuan's heart, and he became secretly vigilant.
On his side, Jun Xiaoyao casually retracted his gaze, his expression unchanged, a faint arc at the corner of his lips.
However, for now, he remained focused on Yin Guo.
"A Demon Spirit Physique, no wonder these Yao Race members are acting like they have gone mad. However, there is the power of a remaining Seal within her body; does it come from that Yun Wanggui?" Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.
"Are you that Chaos Body from the Yun Sheng Imperial Palace, Yun Xiao?" Bloodshot veins spread in Young Master Feng Baiyu's eyes as he stared fixedly at Jun Xiaoyao.
Yin Guo's attraction to him was simply unparalleled.
The Bright Moon Silver Phoenix Bloodline, combined with the Demon Spirit Physique—if he could obtain Yin Guo, he would absolutely leap to become the most monstrous Prodigy of the Yao Race.
However, now, Jun Xiaoyao's appearance had completely shattered his delusional fantasies.
"You lot have quite a lot of nerve." Jun Xiaoyao swept his gaze in a circle.
His eyes held a trace of aloofness and indifference, as if he were looking at a pile of trash.
"It seems you really are that Chaos Body, but what is the meaning of this?"
"This is the Yao Huang Star Realm, the Ten Thousand Demon Feast, and that girl is from the Silver Phoenix clan; what business is it of your Yun Sheng Imperial Palace?"
"You are overstepping your bounds!" On his side, Ying Longzi also spoke coldly.
If it were just the Bright Moon Silver Phoenix, he might not have much interest.
But he was very interested in the Demon Spirit Physique.
Jun Xiaoyao did not respond, only smiling faintly.
This smile meant that another unlucky soul was about to report to the underworld.
Jun Xiaoyao pressed his fingers together to form a sword, and with a single point, a brilliant sword radiance illuminated the heavens and reflected the many worlds.
It was precisely Thus I Slash!
Ying Longzi let out a clear whistle and also made his move.
His Dragon wings vibrated, and he spat out golden lightning from his mouth, incomparably brilliant, shattering the Void Realm.
Puchi!
However, as the sword swept across, the Dragon had one of his arms severed instantly!
Jun Xiaoyao strode forward and suppressed him with a single palm strike—the Chaos Great Hand Seal, stacked with the power of over twenty million Sumeru Worlds.
In an instant, the heavens collapsed and the earth split, the universe trembled, and the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains shook; even demons and monsters could not withstand it!
Seeing this, Ying Longzi sensed a mortal danger.
Terrified, he immediately manifested his true form—a massive, golden Dragon wreathed in lightning appeared.
But it was still crushed by Jun Xiaoyao's palm, sending a rain of blood splattering across the sky!
"A mixed-blood Dragon, or rather, a lizard, dares to make noise in front of me?" Jun Xiaoyao's words were indifferent and casual.