Chapter 57

Roar!

The nine-headed lion let out a mournful howl, having lost four of its heads in one strike, suffering a severe blow.

At this moment, the five remaining heads all showed signs of panic in their eyes.

This human is too terrifying!

If it weren't for the knowledge that Jun Xiaoyao is a divine son of an ancient noble family, the nine-headed lion would have thought he was an ancient true dragon transformed into human form.

This terrifying physical strength is simply more powerful than that of the ancient races.

"Even if you are an ancient holy body, you shouldn't be this powerful!"

The nine-headed lion roared in anger, and divine light surged from its body.

At the severed necks of its four heads, divine light swirled, as if new heads were about to grow.

"The nine-headed lion lineage has such a vigorous vitality!"

Many human cultivators marveled at the state of the nine-headed lion.

But even so, such a method was still not enough against Jun Xiaoyao.

"Do not use your limited imagination to gauge the abilities of this divine son."

Jun Xiaoyao would not give the nine-headed lion a chance to recover. He struck again, not using any supernatural abilities, just pure punches.

Each punch was as heavy as a mountain, breaking the nine-headed lion's bones and tendons.

This fierce hand-to-hand combat left the entire scene in shock.

"Truly worthy of being an ancient holy body, an invincible close combatant..." an elder of the Jiang family sighed in the air.

"Now, are you willing to be my mount?" Jun Xiaoyao said coldly.

"Hmph, I am a descendant of the Nine Spirits, and even if I die, I will never accept such humiliation!"

The five remaining heads of the nine-headed lion let out defiant roars.

"Oh? Is that so?" Jun Xiaoyao struck again.

After a few breaths, the nine-headed lion was left with only four heads.

"Don't think I'll submit!" the nine-headed lion continued to shout.

Half an hour later, the nine-headed lion was left with only three heads, and it began to panic.

"Jun family divine son, let's fight another day!" The nine-headed lion's eyes showed fear, and it tried to appear fierce despite its fear.

After a few more breaths, it was left with only two heads.

For the nine-headed lion, although its heads can regenerate, if all nine heads are cut off, it would be completely helpless, even the gods could not save it.

Finally, the nine-headed lion let out a pitiful cry for mercy.

"Divine son, stop, don't cut off my head anymore, there's only one left, cut it off and I'll be bald!"

The nine-headed lion was beaten to a pulp, lying on the ground begging for mercy.

Its body was covered in blood, with only one head left, its face showing a look of despair.

A once mighty nine-headed lion was reduced to a single-headed lion by Jun Xiaoyao.

Many cultivators were speechless at this sight.

The nine-headed lion, which had been defiant moments ago, now lay on the ground like a fat orange cat, wagging its tail and begging for mercy, the contrast was too great.

"Have you submitted?"

Jun Xiaoyao stepped on the remaining head of the nine-headed lion.

"Submitted, submitted, divine son, don't kill me!" The nine-headed lion trembled, no longer showing any of the ancient royal dignity.

It knew that Jun Xiaoyao would really kill it.

With the background of the Jun family, even the Nine Spirits would find it difficult to seek revenge.

"Alright, you can勉强 serve as my mount." Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.

The nine-headed lion was extremely powerful, but it was in such a miserable state because its opponent was him.

If it were any other genius, it would be very difficult to reduce the nine-headed lion to this state.

"Yes..." the nine-headed lion lowered its head.

Many cultivators, seeing this scene, felt a wave of shock in their hearts.

Tearing apart the Swallowing Heaven Sparrow, subduing the nine-headed lion.

These were things that ordinary people found hard to accomplish.

But Jun Xiaoyao did it effortlessly.

Long Bipool took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling.

She finally understood why the ancestor had warned her so.

"Long Haotian, his death was not in vain..." Long Bipool's eyes, filled with extreme caution, thought.

At the same time, she thought of the prodigy who was still in seclusion, fusing dragon essence.

"I wonder if Long Haotian, after fusing seven dragon essences and the imperial dragon blood, can surpass the Jun family divine son?"

On the other side, Ji Xuan, Xiao Chen, and others raised the level of danger they perceived from Jun Xiaoyao to the extreme.

At this moment, from the crack in the earth, another anomaly emerged, with gray mist rolling and light surging.

"The supreme secret treasure has finally opened!"

All cultivators and ancient beings were on high alert.

Jun Xiaoyao looked over, but there was no sign-in prompt from the system in his mind.

"It seems I need to truly delve deep into the Yuan Tian secret treasure to sign in." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

"Let's go!"

Ji Xuan and others, their eyes flashing, their magic power surging, enveloped their bodies, and charged down.

One move and the whole body follows, the other cultivators quickly followed.

As for Long Bipool, she glanced at Jun Xiaoyao and ultimately decided not to provoke him.

"Originally, I came here to deal with Jun Xiaoyao and enhance the reputation of my Ancestor Dragon Nest, but now it seems I underestimated the situation." Long Bipool thought.

"Let's focus on finding the ancient dragon bones." Long Bipool decided in her heart.

Originally, her main goal was to cause trouble for Jun Xiaoyao, and secondarily to find the ancient dragon bones.

But now, after seeing Jun Xiaoyao's strength firsthand, Long Bipool wisely placed finding the ancient dragon bones as her top priority.

Seeing Long Bipool enter the crack in the earth obediently, Jun Xiaoyao smiled lightly: "Quite sensible..."

"Let's go." Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand, riding the nine-headed lion, leading the way into the crack.

Jun Zhangjian, Jun Xuehuang, Jun Linglong, Jun Wanjie, and Jiang Shengyi followed closely behind.

As soon as they entered the crack, thick gray mist rolled in, much denser than outside.

Many cultivators who rashly entered were quickly corroded by the gray mist, losing their minds, their eyes turning red.

This dense gray mist could not be completely blocked by magic power.

Boom!

Jun Xiaoyao casually waved his hand, killing several cultivators who had fallen into a frenzy with a single palm strike.

Soon, he cleared a path and reached the bottom of the crack.

Looking around, a grand underground palace lay before them, exuding a supreme pressure from deep within.

Jun Xiaoyao released his soul power and roughly probed with his divine sense.

The entire underground palace seemed to be divided into inner and outer layers.

The outer layer could be entered by most people, while the inner layer might require the Yuan Tian Supreme Order.

"It seems I need to delve into the inner layer to sign in." Jun Xiaoyao thought.

At this moment, Ji Xuan had already flown towards the underground palace, a smile on his lips and a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Hmm? Does he know something?" Jun Xiaoyao noticed Ji Xuan's expression, his eyes showing a thoughtful look.

From Ji Xuan's appearance, it seemed he knew some secrets of the supreme secret treasure.

"Ji Xuan, let you be my treasure-seeking rat." Jun Xiaoyao smiled.

On the other side, he also noticed that Xiao Chen was rushing towards another entrance of the underground palace.

Jun Xiaoyao knew that Xiao Chen was a person of great fortune, and he would likely have significant gains in this secret treasure.

Thinking of this, Jun Xiaoyao turned his head and said: "Wanjie, I have a task for you."

"Yes, Master, please instruct." Jun Wanjie bowed and said.

Jun Xiaoyao transmitted his instructions, and Jun Wanjie nodded and disappeared.

"Ha... the entire Yuan Tian secret treasure is under my control."

Jun Xiaoyao stood with his hands behind his back, confident and composed.