CHAPTER 111: CHAPTER 111: EVERYONE HERE IS TRASH—FORBIDDEN CITY PEAK, ONE MAN CHALLENGES YOU ALL!

In the cracked pit, Xiao Chen’s figure stood up, his body trembling, his chin covered in blood.

His eyes were blood-red, unable to believe it.

Unable to believe he lost again.

Time and again he lost to Jun Xiaoyao.

Now, he couldn’t even defeat the Champion Marquis.

Despite Xiao Chen’s tenacious character, at this moment he felt as if his Dao Heart was about to collapse.

To be honest, Xiao Chen’s strength was indeed not weak.

If Yang Pan didn’t have the Panhuang Spirit Sword, who would win or lose was still uncertain.

But unfortunately, Yang Pan, who possessed the Panhuang Spirit Sword, was inherently invincible.

This was also the confidence of the Panwu Divine Lord.

The position of Prince Consort, after all, still belonged to Yang Pan.

At this moment, many cultivators around couldn’t help but sigh.

They naturally also saw that Xiao Chen and Wu Mingyue probably had some relationship.

Just like the stories told by storytellers, where a commoner’s son turns the tide to marry a princess.

But reality is reality, it can’t be as perfect as a legendary novel.

Xiao Chen ultimately couldn’t succeed in turning the tide.

"Haha, this Marquis just asks, is there anyone else?" Yang Pan’s aura was majestic.

The celestial prides of various great forces all had expressions of apprehension.

Ye Xingyun of the Desolate Ancient Ye Family, Wang Gang of the Northern Wang Family, and Huang Xuanyi of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, among others, were all here to observe, not to compete for the position of Prince Consort.

So they didn’t take action.

Seeing no one speaking up from all directions, Yang Pan inexplicably felt a superior sense of confidence.

Invincibility is truly lonely...

He turned his head and looked at Wu Mingyue, whose face was ashen, and a smile appeared on his lips, "Ming Yue, ultimately you are still this Marquis’s."

Wu Mingyue’s face was ugly, her jade hands clenched tightly.

She was extremely repulsed by Yang Pan.

With a vile personality and average appearance.

Even though Wu Mingyue also disliked Jun Xiaoyao, she had to admit, Jun Xiaoyao’s appearance was indeed pleasing to the eye.

At least seeing him every day wouldn’t carry any irritation, but instead, it was a supreme enjoyment.

But if she were to face Yang Pan every day, it would be nauseating enough to vomit.

Just when Yang Pan was feeling triumphant, thinking the situation was settled.

A lazy voice sounded faintly.

"Just got slammed into the ground by this Divine Son, and now you’re jumping again?"

"Hmm?" Yang Pan raised an eyebrow, looking over.

But seeing Jun Xiaoyao, with one hand behind his back, standing casually, his expression carrying a superior coolness.

Indeed...

Just like a divine being overlooking mortals.

Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward!

Wow!

This scene caused an uproar all around.

"The Jun Family’s Divine Son, finally about to make a move?"

"Is he also going to compete for the position of Prince Consort?"

"Interesting, with the Jun Family’s Divine Son stepping in, I wonder if he can suppress the Champion Marquis?"

"Probably a bit difficult, given that the Champion Marquis possesses the Panhuang Spirit Sword, not easy to deal with."

And the proud daughters of heaven from various forces, as well as numerous female cultivators, felt a sense of heartbreak.

"Brother Xiaoyao, you..." Jiang Luoli covered her mouth with her small hand, unable to believe it.

Could it be that Jun Xiaoyao really intended to marry the Eldest Princess of the Panwu Divine Dynasty?

Jiang Shengyi, although she didn’t say anything, her clear pupils were slightly surprised, looking unexpected.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.

He naturally wasn’t going to compete for any Prince Consort position.

The women of this world, regardless of who they were, as long as he wanted, he could get, so why compete?

Moreover, which woman in this world deserved Jun Xiaoyao to vie for her?

At least for now, he hadn’t encountered one.

Besides, this Wu Mingyue was originally his female slave.

She was the private property of Jun Xiaoyao.

Did Yang Pan think he could marry Wu Mingyue without this master’s consent?

"Jun Xiaoyao, fine, since you’ve stepped forward, let’s have a fair fight."

"What invincible myth of the Jun Family’s Divine Son, in front of this Marquis, it’s nothing!" Yang Pan’s tone was arrogant and defiant.

He believed that the reason he was so embarrassed before was due to Jun Xiaoyao’s sneak attack.

If it were a fair fight, he wouldn’t lose.

Upon hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao just gently shook his head.

"What, afraid now?" Yang Pan’s brow arched.

Jun Xiaoyao chuckled lightly, stamping his foot, causing the land to quake in all directions!

He soared into the air, finally landing on the peak of the Forbidden City!

Overlooking all beings from on high!

"Yang Pan, do you think you alone can challenge this Divine Son?" Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

"What do you mean by that?" Yang Pan’s face sank.

Looking at the Jun Xiaoyao standing at the pinnacle of the Forbidden City, clad in white with unparalleled beauty, he felt inexplicably irked.

So goddamn ostentatious.

"Yang Pan, I’m not targeting you specifically, I’m saying everyone here who dares to oppose me... is trash."

With that, silence fell upon the entire crowd!

This statement wasn’t just directed at Yang Pan alone.

Xiao Chen’s face darkened to the extreme.

In Ye Xingyun’s eyes, a hint of sharpness flickered.

Both Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling looked displeased.

Even Wang Gang from the Northern Wang Family was a bit discontented, feeling Jun Xiaoyao was being overly arrogant.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you..." Yang Pan’s anger burst.

It was clear that Jun Xiaoyao was belittling him, unwilling to engage in a one-on-one duel.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Xiao Chen, I, the Divine Son, know you want to kill me. Now, I give you this chance."

He then turned to Ye Xingyun.

"Ye Xingyun, at your tenth birthday banquet, I suppressed you. You must have felt discontent. This time, I give you a chance."

"And to the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain, if you want to make a move, I, the Divine Son, will take it."

"In short, one sentence, today, above the Imperial City, at the peak of the Forbidden City..."

"I, the Divine Son, will fight all of you alone!"

Jun Xiaoyao’s voice was clear and cold, standing with hands behind his back, white robes fluttering, hair flowing.

Standing at the pinnacle of the Forbidden City, he seemed to be... a deity!

Boom!

These words dropped like a boulder into the ocean, creating a monstrous wave.

The entire Forbidden City, countless figures from various forces were dumbfounded.

Although they knew Jun Xiaoyao was strong, with an invincible bearing.

But this time, it wasn’t about fighting one person alone, but challenging them all.

Not to mention others, just Yang Pan alone wasn’t someone average people could handle.

And Xiao Chen, although he lost, his strength was evident to all.

Ye Xingyun of the Ye Family with the Star King Body, his strength was beyond question.

Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling of the Ten Thousand Phoenix Spirit Mountain were top figures of the younger generation.

These people, any single one of them, could sweep across a region to become hegemons.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao intended to challenge them all with his own strength.

This utterly shocked everyone’s eyes!

"Jun Xiaoyao, you’re too arrogant!" Yang Pan couldn’t bear it, immediately making his move, spear piercing forth toward Jun Xiaoyao.

Having agreed to battle at the peak of the Forbidden City, how could he endure such humiliation?

Jun Xiaoyao’s expression was indifferent, his right hand stretched out, releasing divine radiance from twenty Daluo Immortal Bones.

Immortal mists swirling, divine radiance soaring, like the divine hand of the Ancient Gods, capable of crushing a planet with a single palm!

Rumble!

Palm seal descended, myriad phenomena appeared, like a corner of the firmament collapsing, falling down.

Boom!

Yang Pan was directly suppressed, once more crashing into the ground with a thunderous sound.

For a moment, deathly silence enveloped all.

Within the Forbidden City, it was so silent that even the drop of a needle could be heard...