SACRED BODY OF THE IMMORTALS

Chapter 965 965 A Battle at the Peak of the War God

These two individuals — one is among the Seven Minor Emperors, an imperial son of the Mojie Emperor Clan.

The other is a quasi War God of the War God Academy, a Chaos Physique who has never tasted defeat since birth.

It is safe to say that this battle would absolutely draw everyone's attention.

Not only were there countless prodigies packed densely around War God Mountain.

There were also those watching from the shadows, gazes cast from tens of millions of miles away, all falling upon War God Mountain.

Many great figures were deeply curious about Jun Xiaoyao's origins.

But because Jun Xiaoyao had the mysterious Immortal backing him, they did not dare act too recklessly.

And this great battle might just reveal some clues.

"Chaos Physique, I have come."

The Mojie Imperial Son's tone was utterly calm, and the corners of his mouth even curved into a faint arc.

It was almost as if he were greeting an old friend of many years.

From this alone, one could see that the Mojie Imperial Son's vision and bearing were not something prodigies at the Ten Great Heavenly Kings level could match.

There had to be a reason he became one of the Seven Minor Emperors.

"Mojie Imperial Son..." Jun Xiaoyao slowly rose to his feet, his white robes untouched by dust.

He could feel the surging power of laws within the Mojie Imperial Son's body.

It was absolutely incomparable to the Supreme Elder Servant who had been at Li Jiuming's side before.

Moreover, Jun Xiaoyao also noticed that around the Mojie Imperial Son, ten divine rings were layered one upon another, enveloping his entire being.

A somewhat familiar fluctuation emanated from them.

"Spell immunity?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes dimmed slightly.

This ability was one he also possessed, and it had been obtained through check-ins.

Evidently, the Mojie Emperor Clan also wielded this kind of power.

Not only that, it had even been manifested into tangible immunity divine rings.

Jun Xiaoyao's primordial spirit in his mind, like a supercomputer, began to deduce.

Having obtained the War God Tome, he could deduce all cultivation techniques, divine abilities, and powers under heaven.

Of course, since this was only a preliminary comprehension, it was impossible for Jun Xiaoyao to immediately deduce things to an extremely profound level.

However, as long as an impression could be formed, that was enough.

In the future, Jun Xiaoyao could use this to manifest his own spell immunity into a tangible form, making it even more powerful.

The Mojie Imperial Son looked at Jun Xiaoyao, his brows furrowing slightly.

For some reason, although he could sense that Jun Xiaoyao's cultivation was only at the quasi-Supreme level, lower than his own.

There was always a faint sense of unease in his heart.

"Perhaps it is just an illusion..."

The Mojie Imperial Son shook his head slightly and looked at Jun Xiaoyao, saying.

"I heard earlier that at the Celestial Immortal Banquet in the Heavenly Tomb Continent, you used a spell immunity ability. Where did it come from?"

Upon hearing this, the entire crowd held their breath and listened intently.

After all, spell immunity was the bloodline divine ability of the Mojie Emperor Clan.

Jun Xiaoyao was not of the Mojie Emperor Clan, so how could he have obtained this divine ability.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained indifferent. He naturally could not expose the check-in system.

Moreover, the Mojie Imperial Son's interrogating tone was something he found displeasing.

"What does it have to do with you?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

"Oh, seems like a tough bone." The Mojie Imperial Son was unfazed and showed no anger.

"Since you won't speak, then it is simple. My clan cannot allow a bloodline divine ability to circulate outside."

"Considering that you are an exceptionally rare Chaos Physique that appears once in ten thousand ages, how about this — after I defeat you, you join my clan."

The Mojie Imperial Son's words caused many prodigies' expressions to shift.

Not only was the Mojie Imperial Son not angry, he actually wanted to invite Jun Xiaoyao to join the Mojie Emperor Clan.

One had to say, this move was calculated very deeply.

From this, one could see that the Mojie Imperial Son's perspective was on a different level from prodigies like the Farshore Prince and Li Jiuming.

The Mojie Imperial Son wanted to take Jun Xiaoyao in and put him to use.

"This is bad. If the Chaos Physique truly joins the Mojie Emperor Clan, then together with the Mojie Imperial Son, wouldn't the Mojie Emperor Clan potentially produce two Immortals in the future?"

Many people thought of this point, and their expressions changed.

Although they were currently in the midst of the war between the two realms, with the foreign domain united against the outside.

It was obviously impossible for the great Immortal Emperor Clans to have no friction among themselves.

On the Immortal Domain side, even the Jun Clan had conflicts with the Immortal Court, let alone the battle-hungry foreign domain.

Jun Xiaoyao joining the Mojie Emperor Clan was clearly not good news for those clans that were covertly hostile toward the Mojie Emperor Clan.

"Sister Wanwan, the teacher he..."

Tushan Chunchun's little face carried a trace of nervousness.

They still wanted to bring Jun Xiaoyao into the Tushan Emperor Clan.

"Let's see what the young master chooses. I believe he is not the kind of person who would willingly stand beneath another." Tushan Wanwan said.

If Jun Xiaoyao were to join the Tushan Emperor Clan, he would hold the status of a princess's consort.

Whereas joining the Mojie Emperor Clan would only make him a tool for the Mojie Emperor Clan.

Other prodigies, if they could receive an invitation from an Emperor Clan, would absolutely jump at the chance to join.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was very calm, carrying a hint of amusement as he said, "Join the Mojie Emperor Clan and become your vassal?"

"That is not the case. You are a Chaos Physique, your status would be equal to mine." The Mojie Imperial Son smiled.

"And if I refuse?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

The Mojie Imperial Son's eyes narrowed slightly, then he smiled and said, "If you refuse, you will still end up joining. It is just that the methods used will not be so gentle."

Evidently, Jun Xiaoyao's Chaos Physique talent was something even the Mojie Emperor Clan was unwilling to kill off.

But the Mojie Imperial Son's meaning had already been made very clear.

If Jun Xiaoyao did not comply, the Mojie Emperor Clan naturally had ways to control him and put him to use.

"Ha, a blade like me — I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it, and it will turn and wound you instead." Jun Xiaoyao also laughed.

"Then give it a try!"

The Mojie Imperial Son flicked his sleeve, and the ten divine rings around him flickered. A Supreme-level pressure poured forth, causing all eight directions to tremble and heaven and earth to change color!

Jun Xiaoyao's smile turned cold.

The next moment, he raised his hand and directly gripped that divine halberd, Shénqì Zhànjǐ.

This sudden scene caused everyone to hold their breath.

"What is Yu Xiaoyao trying to do?"

"Is he actually trying to pull out the Shénqì Zhànjǐ?"

"How is that possible? It was planted here by the first-generation War God. Even a quasi-Immortal cannot pull it out."

"That's right. I heard a senior elder of the Academy say that unless one is the inheritor of the first-generation War God's will, no matter how powerful you are, you cannot pull it out!"

Jun Xiaoyao's action undoubtedly shook all eight directions.

Because no one throughout history had ever pulled out the Shénqì Zhànjǐ, War God Mountain had gradually become a place for duels and competitions.

As for the Shénqì Zhànjǐ itself, no one had ever even attempted to pull it out.

Yet at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's right hand directly gripped the Shénqì Zhànjǐ.

"Oh, trying to pull out the Shénqì Zhànjǐ?"

The Mojie Imperial Son's expression remained calm as he tilted his head slightly, watching Jun Xiaoyao.

He had naturally heard of the great name of the Shénqì Zhànjǐ.

It was just that Jun Xiaoyao was only now thinking of pulling it out — wasn't this a bit like sharpening one's spear at the last moment?

Tens of thousands of gazes all fell upon Jun Xiaoyao.

Astonishment, shock, amusement, confusion, cold sneers — all manner of expressions, too many to enumerate.

Jun Xiaoyao, however, was completely indifferent.

One could see that within his body, divine power surged, and on his wrist, that black hexagram mark seemed to be on the verge of emerging.

"Rise!"

Jun Xiaoyao let out a clear cry and shook his single arm!

In an instant, on the shaft of the Shénqì Zhànjǐ, those vein-like markings resembling lines of blood seemed to come alive, beginning to writhe.

They then directly transformed into blood vessels, emerging from the shaft and piercing into Jun Xiaoyao's wrist and arm.

Rumble!

The entire Shénqì Zhànjǐ was pulled out inch by inch by Jun Xiaoyao!

The entire War God Mountain began to tremble, cracks split open, and rocks tumbled down.

Heaven and earth shook, the universe quaked, and a terrifying aura — deep as an abyss, fierce as a demon, unrivaled in dominance — swept across the heavens for a hundred thousand miles!

Boom!

Accompanied by a thunderous sound like the opening of the universe!

The Shénqì Zhànjǐ was pulled out by Jun Xiaoyao, pointing diagonally toward the heavens!

All ten continents of the foreign domain trembled in unison at this moment!