Chapter 5

Jun Zhanjian's record of wielding a five million catties sword on the ancient Taishan Stele had stood for a long time.

It wasn't that he was the strongest among the young generation of the Jun family.

Many others were either training outside or in seclusion, and had never tested their physical strength on the Taishan Stele.

At this moment, as Jun Xiaoyao was about to make his move, all eyes in the hall focused on him.

After all, Jun Xiaoyao was born with a golden spoon in his mouth and was immediately bestowed the title of Divine Son at birth.

Every move he made was watched closely by all.

If Jun Xiaoyao performed poorly, although no one would openly mock him, they would certainly have some reservations in their hearts.

Jun Zhantian, hidden in the void, also felt unusually tense.

Whether Jun Xiaoyao could establish his authority in the Jun family for the first time depended on his performance this time.

Jun Xiaoyao himself didn't think too much about it; he just wanted to test his strength after his recent breakthrough.

He clenched his fist, simple and straightforward, without any showiness.

Jun Xiaoyao felt as if a thousand giant elephants were surging within him, and the terrifying power was transmitted from his muscles and tendons to the tip of his fist.

Boom!

Jun Xiaoyao's punch hit the Taishan Stele, and the golden divine elephant shadow behind him seemed to strike along with him.

In an instant, the entire stele trembled violently!

A glaring number appeared on the Taishan Stele.

Ten million catties!

Sigh...

All the Jun family disciples were filled with shock, rubbing their eyes in disbelief!

At just three years old, ten million catties of strength!

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it!

Lan Qingya's beautiful eyes widened, and her delicate body trembled, deeply moved by the sight!

Although she was unwilling to admit it, the Taishan Stele had never been wrong!

Jun Linglong's beautiful eyes also widened, confirming her inner suspicions even more.

Even Jun Zhantian, hidden in the shadows, was stunned, looking somewhat ridiculous.

But the matter didn't end there!

Cracks began to spread from the point of Jun Xiaoyao's punch, like a spider web, in all directions.

"This..."

Jun Xiaoyao himself was also taken aback.

He swore he had no intention of damaging public property.

Crack!

Under the stunned gazes of everyone, the Taishan Stele shattered into countless pieces.

As it disintegrated, a voice from ancient times echoed throughout the Jun family!

"Breaking the eternal limit, bestowed with the reward of the Heavenly Dao!"

The voice came from the void, grand and majestic, as if a great emperor was whispering.

But the words spoken were shocking to all!

Eternal limit!

What did this mean?

It meant that from ancient times to the present, across countless eras, no one at Jun Xiaoyao's age had ever been stronger in physical strength.

Even the ancient emperors and supreme rulers of old were not as strong as Jun Xiaoyao in physical strength at the age of three!

This was an absolutely terrifying record!

In comparison, Jun Zhanjian's record of five million catties seemed insignificant.

"Divine Son, you have broken the eternal limit!" Jun Linglong's eyes shone brightly, filled with excitement.

If she had only suspected it before, now she was fifty percent certain!

Jun Xiaoyao might be the invincible existence in the future, standing against all.

Lan Qingya's face turned pale; this record was too terrifying, beyond her imagination.

Recalling her previous guess that Jun Xiaoyao only had ten million catties of strength, Lan Qingya felt embarrassed, her face turning red.

"Haha, grandson, impressive!" Jun Zhantian couldn't help but appear from the void, his face beaming with joy.

Jun Xiaoyao's lips twitched; this sounded like an insult.

The other Jun family disciples, seeing Jun Zhantian appear, bowed and said, "Greetings, Elder!"

"Grandfather, the Taishan Stele is broken..." Jun Xiaoyao said helplessly.

"No problem, if it's broken, it's broken. You've brought a great surprise to our Jun family!" Jun Zhantian couldn't contain his joy.

Compared to the eternal record set by Jun Xiaoyao, the destruction of the Taishan Stele was nothing.

At this moment, a chaotic light appeared in the void and landed in Jun Xiaoyao's hand.

This was the reward for breaking the eternal limit.

Jun Xiaoyao focused and saw that it was a jade slip.

A divine thought entered the jade slip, and Jun Xiaoyao was surprised to find that it contained a supreme soul-refining method.

The Chaotic Divine Mill Meditation!

"Interesting, is this to make my physical body and divine soul both invincible?"

Jun Xiaoyao smiled inwardly.

His physical body had already broken the limit, unmatched in history. With this supreme soul-refining method, when both his physical body and divine soul were perfected, who could stand against him?

Thinking about this, Jun Xiaoyao put away the jade slip, deciding to study it in detail later.

At this moment, a light beam came from a distance, and a highly respected elder of the Jun family spoke loudly.

"Ancestor Eighteen has sensed that the eternal limit has been broken, and rewards Divine Son Jun Xiaoyao with three immortal divine herbs!"

The elder's words caused another uproar.

A group of Jun family disciples were enviously red-eyed!

Immortal divine herbs were extremely precious.

Generally speaking, even a top-tier force in the Immortal Realm might only have one or two immortal divine herbs.

Although the Jun family was an ancient noble family with deep roots, they didn't have many immortal divine herbs.

Awarding three immortal divine herbs at once was unprecedented in the Jun family!

But considering that Jun Xiaoyao had broken the eternal record, this reward seemed justified.

Lan Qingya was so shocked that she felt numb.

She still vividly remembered that Jun Zhanjian had once been fortunate enough to obtain an immortal divine herb, which he treated like an ancestor, unwilling to use it.

But Jun Xiaoyao received three at once, the contrast was too great.

"Please convey my thanks to Ancestor Eighteen for the reward." Jun Xiaoyao said calmly, without arrogance.

He was also preparing to return to the Heavenly Emperor Palace to enter seclusion and digest the results of this event.

Jun Linglong hesitated slightly, bit her lip, and then stepped forward, her heart pounding. "Divine Son, please wait."

"Hmm?" Jun Xiaoyao turned his head and saw Jun Linglong.

She was dressed in palace attire, her figure beginning to show its contours.

Her golden, slightly curly hair was bright and dazzling, making her flawless face even more white and delicate, with an unparalleled aura.

"Who are you?" Jun Xiaoyao asked, puzzled.

"I am Jun Linglong, I greet Divine Son Xiaoyao." Jun Linglong said, somewhat uneasy.

She was usually calm and composed, with a noble and elegant demeanor.

But at this moment, facing Jun Xiaoyao, Jun Linglong felt ordinary to the core, unable to muster any sense of pride.

"Is there something you need?" Jun Xiaoyao asked indifferently.

The golden-haired girl was indeed very attractive, but Jun Xiaoyao wasn't the type to be swayed by a woman's appearance.

Therefore, his attitude was quite calm.

Jun Linglong felt unusually nervous, bowed to Jun Xiaoyao, and then said,

"Linglong hopes to become the follower of the Divine Son!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire arena fell silent.

Many male disciples of the Jun family turned pale, their hearts breaking.

In their eyes, the high and mighty Linglong, who could only be admired from a distance, was now bowing and offering to become someone's follower.

It felt as if their dream goddess was willingly becoming someone else's plaything.