As the saying goes, hearing is one thing, seeing is another.
Although Jun Xiaoyao's reputation was great,
She hadn't witnessed it firsthand after all.
Coupled with the Eastern Imperial Clan women's inherent matriarchal mindset,
Eastern Qingwu couldn't be sure what kind of person Jun Xiaoyao truly was before.
But now, after seeing Jun Xiaoyao,
Even someone as discerning and critical as Eastern Qingwu couldn't find a single flaw in the White-robed man.
That feeling was like a naturally formed unpolished jade, requiring no carving.
Because it had already reached the most perfect state.
If it were just stunning looks, then for Eastern Qingwu, it would only cause some physiological impulse.
However,
She could feel it.
The subtle pressure emanating from Jun Xiaoyao.
Indeed, he possessed extremely terrifying strength.
This was an almost perfect alliance partner.
One could even remove 'almost'.
This was the most perfect alliance partner Eastern Qingwu could find.
"With such status, position, and strength, he is absolutely qualified to confront Oriental Aoyue head-on."
Eastern Qingwu thought to herself.
What she wanted to find was an ally who could counter or even suppress Oriental Aoyue.
Jun Xiaoyao seemed to perfectly fit this requirement.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao naturally didn't notice Eastern Qingwu's gaze.
He came to Yun Yusheng's side, looking at the trace of blood on her lips.
He casually reached out and wiped away the blood from her mouth.
"Young Lord..."
Yun Yusheng's pretty face flushed, but there was a hint of joy in her heart.
She had long secretly admired Jun Xiaoyao.
However, what made Yun Yusheng slightly puzzled was that,
Although the Jun Xiaoyao in front of her gave off a very strong sense of pressure,
She always felt something was off.
Because in the past, Jun Xiaoyao had given her the feeling of an ancient well, unfathomably deep.
She couldn't even detect his aura.
This unknown pressure was the greatest.
But the current Jun Xiaoyao was subtly revealing a terrifying aura, and there was even a slight instability.
Of course, Yun Yusheng didn't think much of it; she couldn't see through Jun Xiaoyao.
"You've worked hard; I'll take it from here."
Jun Xiaoyao smiled and stepped into the middle of the Void Realm battlefield.
On the Tantai Imperial Clan's side, Tantai Qingxuan and Tantai Mingzhu's beautiful eyes were also very bright, filled with joy.
Jun Xiaoyao also looked at them, nodding slightly in acknowledgment.
"Oh, are you the Young Lord of the Yun Clan Emperor Clan?"
A Prodigy from the Xuanhuang Universe with a pair of wind-thunder divine wings on his back said.
If he was the Young Lord of the Yun Clan Emperor Clan, then he would have to be more serious.
However, he believed that with his extremely fast wind-thunder divine wings, even if he couldn't win, he should still be able to save his life.
Jun Xiaoyao didn't waste words and pressed down with a palm.
Billions of rays of light bloomed, the Void Realm trembled, as if the chanting of a Great Emperor resounded, the universe rotated, and the stars shattered!
Pfft!
The Prodigy with the wind-thunder wings on his back was instantly killed by a slap before he could even react.
"Next."
Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently, with one hand behind his back.
This...
"Who can tell me what just happened?"
The Cultivators of the Xuanhuang Universe looked at each other, their faces filled with bewilderment.
Not to mention them, even many Prodigies from the Eight Great Emperor Clans gasped!
With one slap, a Prodigy from the Xuanhuang Universe was killed.
This could be said to be the shortest battle so far, right?
"His strength..."
On the Eastern Imperial Clan's Ship, Eastern Qingwu's beautiful eyes widened slightly, showing extreme surprise.
It seemed that the Yun Clan Young Master's strength exceeded her expectations.
"Let me!"
A creature with a bird's head and human body appeared, shimmering golden all over, with Laws intertwined into a sky full of golden feathers.
Jun Xiaoyao still slapped out with a palm.
Bang!
It was as if the universe had exploded.
Nothing was left of the original spot.
"Next."
Jun Xiaoyao's tone remained largely unruffled.
"Damn it..."
The Cultivators of the Xuanhuang Universe were all stunned, as if they had seen a ghost.
"I'll come, I don't believe it, how strong can an Outer World Emperor Clan Young Lord be!"
A Young man with fiery red hair and a robust physique stepped out.
"It's the Heavenly Fire Young Lord of Fire Demon Cave; he's actually here this time!"
The appearance of this Young man caused a sensation in the Xuanhuang Universe.
This was a Prodigy from one of the Five Great Holy Clans, the Floating Pagoda Holy Clan.
He was a truly top-tier Prodigy in the Xuanhuang Universe.
Although he might not be the strongest or most monstrous existence,
He was clearly not on the same Rank as the Heavenly Fire Young Lord from before.
A Holy Clan Prodigy was a symbol of status itself.
Fu Tu Hong entered the arena.
Jun Xiaoyao remained unremarkable, casually slapping out with a palm.
Boom!
Under the extremely tense gaze of all the Cultivators and beings of the Xuanhuang Universe,
Fu Tu Hong's body glowed with mysterious divine light, and the unique Floating Pagoda divine Pattern of the Floating Pagoda Holy Clan appeared on his forehead.
He actually blocked Jun Xiaoyao's move.
"Good, excellent!"
"As expected of a Holy Clan Prodigy from our Xuanhuang Universe, his strength is truly remarkable!"
The Cultivators of the Xuanhuang Universe were all incredibly excited and cheered.
They had never imagined that one day, they would be so thrilled and cheer just for being able to block a palm from an Outer World Prodigy.
"Oh?"
Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly.
The Prodigies of the Five Great Holy Clans were indeed different.
The next moment, he still pressed down with a palm.
But this time, countless Emperor shadows seemed to appear in the Void Realm around him, with ten thousand Emperors bowing in worship, empowering this palm.
Bang!
As the palm descended, the Void Realm itself collapsed.
A pitch-black spatial black hole appeared where Fu Tu Hong had been, annihilating all matter.
Fu Tu Hong was completely gone.
If one palm wasn't enough, then another.
"Next."
Jun Xiaoyao's tone was devoid of emotion.
Killing a Holy Clan Prodigy in two moves brought him no sense of accomplishment.
The Cultivators of the Xuanhuang Universe: "......"