SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS

Chapter 1169 - 1169 One Sword Annihilation

A cold, indifferent voice rang out across the area.

The Immortal Academy disciples who had yet to leave heard it, their eyes jolting in surprise before breaking into expressions of delight.

"The Divine Son has arrived!"

Jun Xiaoyao descended slowly from the heavens above, strolling down at a leisurely pace.

He stood tall and graceful, his white robes peerless beneath the sky.

Earlier, he had spent some time using the Soul-Scattering Mist to temper himself, which was why he had not arrived at the first moment.

"Boss Jun!"

"Master!"

"Xiaoyao!"

The Little Divine Demon Ant, Princess Longji, Jun Bieli, and the others all showed expressions of excitement at the sight.

A strange sense of calm settled in their hearts.

It was as though, as long as Jun Xiaoyao appeared, any storm would be soothed.

Without anyone realizing it, Jun Xiaoyao had already become the anchor in everyone's hearts.

"Great, Boss Jun is here, let's see what right they have to act so arrogantly now!" The Little Divine Demon Ant clenched its tiny fists, brimming with excitement.

The massive Tathagata dharma form loomed overhead, suppressing the great formation as the two forces clashed.

"What overwhelming soul power..." someone murmured.

The figure at the head of the group turned their gaze toward Jun Xiaoyao.

"So you really did show up just like that. Well, no matter — this works out perfectly. There are some things that can be settled here."

Jun Xiaoyao's attention did not fall on that group of people first.

Instead, it landed on the Six Paths of Reincarnation Immortal Root.

"The Six Paths of Reincarnation Immortal Root — it truly is a divine treasure of heaven and earth, rarely seen in this world. The Grand Elder did not deceive me."

Jun Xiaoyao showed a satisfied expression.

However, he faintly sensed that the aura of this Six Paths of Reincarnation Immortal Root seemed somewhat off.

But regardless, it was best to obtain it first and think later.

Jun Xiaoyao had laid eyes on it, so it was his.

"This is something our clan's Zhoutian Dao Son desires. Do you dare to take it?" the mysterious figure at the front spoke.

Only then did Jun Xiaoyao shift his gaze onto them.

He looked them over briefly, his expression remaining utterly unruffled.

"People of the Cang Clan?"

Jun Xiaoyao saw through them in a single sentence.

Many of the Immortal Academy disciples present looked blank, clearly unfamiliar with the name.

But a small number of them showed a contemplative look in their eyes.

Then, as though something had clicked, their pupils shook violently and they drew a sharp breath.

"The Cang Clan — there are only one or two vague mentions of them in the most ancient historical texts kept by my family."

"The Cang Clan — I once heard an old relic from my clan who had lived through several eras mention them. They are an absolutely mysterious and forbidden clan."

"It's actually the Cang Clan!"

Those gifted prodigies who knew even a little about them were each struck with tremendous shock.

Even this clan had emerged into the world, beginning to reveal themselves before the eyes of all living beings.

The figure at the front furrowed their brow. Jun Xiaoyao had seen through their identities at a single glance.

But they did not particularly care.

In any case, their clan was destined to gradually surface into the open during this great golden age.

Seeing their reaction, Jun Xiaoyao had a clear read on the situation.

As for the Zhoutian Dao Son they had mentioned —

Jun Xiaoyao suspected that this was perhaps one of the so-called Eight Sons of Heaven.

Previously, the Feathered King had also warned him to be wary of the Cang Clan and the Eight Sons of Heaven.

Unlike the discarded pawns such as the Seven Emperors of Ni Jun —

The Eight Sons of Heaven were the true elite of the Cang Clan, Dao Son-level figures, existences blessed by the heavens.

"I am Ligu of the Cang Clan. Since you know our identities, you should also know what grave mistake you have made!"

The lead figure, Ligu, rebuked coldly.

"What mistake?" Jun Xiaoyao replied with a faint smile.

"Defying the heavens!" Ligu snapped.

Jun Xiaoyao's smile only deepened, though it carried a cold edge.

"How ignorant and laughable. Even the heavens are no match for this young master, let alone the lackeys of the heavenly dao."

Jun Xiaoyao's single sentence plunged the entire scene into dead silence, so quiet that a falling pin could be heard.

The Cang Clan — a supreme clan that had hidden itself behind the scenes since ancient times, and one that was especially favored by the heavenly dao, with azure blood flowing through their veins just like the heavens themselves.

This clan was the very synonym of nobility.

All living beings were more lowly than ants in their eyes.

Yet now, Jun Xiaoyao had called them lackeys.

Never mind the others — even Ligu and the rest were stunned, thinking they had misheard.

However, before they could even react —

Jun Xiaoyao directly channeled his soul power, and the magnificent Tathagata dharma form erupted with ten thousand zhang of vast radiance.

Bolstered by boundless soul power, the Tathagata dharma form directly crushed the great formation, shattering it to pieces.

"Insolence!"

Ligu snapped back to his senses, terrifying cold light shooting from his eyes.

This was a humiliation they had never experienced before.

The several of them also channeled their power, and an aura as vast as the heavenly dao itself emerged.

They were like a chosen people of the gods, descending upon the mortal world.

At the same time, the cosmic heavens seemed to tremble.

Countless great stars appeared to be drawn in, raining down starlight that poured onto the primordial spirit bodies of Ligu and the others.

"How is that even allowed — that's straight-up cheating!" The Little Divine Demon Ant stared wide-eyed and cried out.

"They proclaim themselves children of the heavens and can even borrow the power of the heavens. The Cang Clan truly is no simple matter."

Jun Bieli had seen through the technique Ligu and the others were using.

They were actually borrowing momentum from the heavens.

On one hand, it could bolster themselves.

On the other hand, they could use the power of the heavens to pressure their enemies.

Of course, Ligu and the others were not considered top-tier among the younger generation of the Cang Clan.

So the power they could borrow was also limited.

But even so, it was terrifying enough.

Even someone like Huang Nie Dao and the others present would have to expend considerable effort to resist it.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained as calm and still as water.

If the Eight Sons of Heaven were to appear before him together and attack simultaneously —

then Jun Xiaoyao might actually feel a rare surge of battle intent.

But Ligu and the others were not worthy.

Jun Xiaoyao simply and cleanly pressed two fingers together like a sword.

Then he pointed forward.

A wisp of sword light appeared.

This wisp of sword light was unremarkable — not thick, and carrying none of that aura capable of severing the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, or all things in the universe.

It even seemed... a little ordinary.

Ligu and the others were briefly taken aback at the sight, then they laughed.

"Is that it? Is that really it? You once bore the name of the unrivaled among the younger generation — could it be that the sight of our Cang Clan has made you hesitant?"

The other Cang Clan members couldn't help but laugh as well.

Jun Xiaoyao had talked a big game and even dared to call them lackeys.

But this opening move was a bit of a letdown.

After pointing forward, Jun Xiaoyao turned around and no longer looked at Ligu and the others, nor did he offer any rebuttal.

Instead, he walked toward the Six Paths of Reincarnation Immortal Root.

"Jun Xiaoyao, I told you — that Six Paths of Reincarnation Immortal Root is something the Zhoutian Dao Son desires."

Ligu and the others frowned, bringing out their techniques in an attempt to casually extinguish that wisp of sword light.

However, a sudden chill welled up in the hearts of Ligu and the others.

Their gazes turned back toward that wisp of sword light.

The sword light was not fast — it even seemed a little slow.

But within it, it was as though all things in the world and all living beings were reflected.

What shocked them most of all was this —

Within that wisp of sword light, they saw themselves!

"What the hell is this!?"

Ligu and the others felt their hearts lurch.

A sense of foreboding crept over them.

It seemed like the ones who should be laughed at were actually them.

And what horrified them even more was that none of them could evade that wisp of sword light.

It was as though it was fated — destined to cut them down!

Pfft!

Without any power to resist, the primordial spirit bodies of Ligu and the other Cang Clan members silently dissolved into nothing.

This sword strike cut at the very core of the heart.

It dealt far greater damage to the soul and primordial spirit — a truly lethal technique!

Watching the Cang Clan members who had been so insufferably arrogant one moment vanish into nothingness the next —

the entire scene fell silent, all eyes turning in unison toward Jun Xiaoyao, who had already walked up to the Six Paths of Reincarnation Immortal Root.

"What kind of divine technique was that?" the many Immortal Academy disciples exclaimed in awe.

Jun Xiaoyao's methods had once again shattered the limits of their understanding!