Chapter 330

From the very beginning, the Fallen Feather Saint had arrived in Baiwang City.

No one would have expected such a situation.

In the minds of these Burial Earth creatures, the most likely scenario was for the Fallen Feather Saint to crush Jun Xiaoyao.

At the very least, they could maintain their advantage.

After all, the prestige of the Ten Minor Kings was deeply engraved in the minds of every Burial Earth creature.

The Ten Minor Kings represented invincible talent and unparalleled strength.

But now, reality slapped the Burial Earth creatures hard in the face.

It turned out that the so-called invincible talent was only relative.

The Ten Minor Kings were nothing. It was only because they had not met someone more powerful.

But now, the person who could crush the Ten Minor Kings had appeared.

Jun Xiaoyao's fist smashed toward the Fallen Feather Saint at lightning speed.

The Fallen Feather Saint was scared out of his wits. He screamed, "Human, you really dare to kill me!"

"Fool!"

Jun Xiaoyao did not want to waste time talking, and he did not stop what he was doing.

With a loud bang, Jun Xiaoyao's fist radiance, which carried ten billion kilograms of divine power, smashed toward the Fallen Feather Saint.

Needless to say, the Fallen Feather Saint Son's body was smashed into pieces, and his body directly collapsed.

The Fallen Feather Saint's head flew out, and his expression was one of extreme fear.

He swore that even the ancient Overlord Body of the Nether King Palace, who was ranked first among the Ten Minor Kings, did not give him such a sense of despair.

The Fallen Feather Saint felt that he was not facing someone of the same age, but a reincarnated Emperor.

As Jun Xiaoyao punched, he activated the Primordial Spirit power in his mind. A Divine Chain of Order flew out and condensed into a golden dagger, piercing toward the Fallen Feather Saint's mind.

The Primitive Emperor Dao Sword directly destroyed the Divine Palace in the Fallen Feather Saint's mind, along with his Primordial Spirit.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Even the two Fallen Feather Saints, Xue Ling and Tian You, did not have time to save him.

This was because the prestige of the Fallen Feather Tribe was deeply ingrained in their minds.

No creature dared to kill a member of the Fallen Feather Tribe in the Dark Nether Realm, let alone the Fallen Feather Saint.

This was almost an iron law.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao's appearance had broken this rule.

So what if he was the Fallen Feather Saint Son? If he wanted to kill him, he would still be killed.

"You little rascal, how dare you!"

Xue Ling and Tian You, the two Fallen Feather Saints, felt their heads buzzing. Anger surged through their organs.

The strongest genius of the Fallen Winged Race had been killed in just two or three moves. Furthermore, it had been done right in front of them.

The surrounding creatures of Baiwang City all widened their eyes and mouths, their faces filled with shock.

"Oh my god, he actually killed the Fallen Feather Holy Son!"

"Is he crazy? Does he want to die?"

In their opinion, even if Jun Xiaoyao had the ability to kill the Fallen Feather Holy Son, he shouldn't have killed him.

Leave some leeway for everything so that we can meet again in the future.

However, what they didn't know was that Jun Xiaoyao's personality was that of a self-centered person who did as he pleased.

If he wanted to kill them, he would.

There was not the slightest bit of ambiguity.

The Master of the Cang Family and the others felt their scalps go numb when they saw the Fallen Feather Holy Son die.

Jun Xiaoyao's actions had undoubtedly made the Fallen Feather Tribe his enemy.

Even the Cang Family might become the target of the Fallen Feather Tribe's anger.

The Cang Sisters didn't show any fear on their faces. No matter what Jun Xiaoyao did, they would support him.

"Little rascal, die!"

Saint Xue Ling and Saint Tian You both attacked.

They didn't care about bullying the weak or disregarding their status.

They had to kill Jun Xiaoyao. Otherwise, the Fallen Feather Holy Son would have died in vain, and the Fallen Feather Tribe's prestige would plummet.

Seeing this scene, all the living beings present shook their heads slightly.

The outcome was already decided.

Since the two Saints had disregarded their status and attacked, what else was there to say?

Was there any other outcome other than death?

"Master!" Cang Yue and Cang Xue shouted anxiously.

The Master of the Cang Family gritted his teeth and attacked.

Boom!

In a flash, the Master of the Cang Family entered the battle and stood in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

"Hmm, is the Cang Family rebelling?" Saint Xue Ling and Saint Tian You's eyes were extremely cold.

The Master of the Cang Family gritted his teeth.

The reason why he made his move was because the sisters of the Cang family had told him about Jun Xiaoyao's background.

He came from the Jun Family of the Ancients.

The Master of the Cang Family was a Saint after all, so he naturally knew what the Jun Family meant.

More than ten years ago, the war that affected the entire Eternal Burial Ground and even the Burial Realm was caused by the Jun Family.

Even the Fallen Feather Tribe couldn't compare to such a terrifying force.

If the Cang Family could make friends with them, it would be immensely beneficial for the Cang Family.

This was why the Master of the Cang Family dared to attack.

He was taking a gamble!

"Oh." Seeing the Master of the Cang Family attack, Jun Xiaoyao was surprised.

It seemed that the Cang Family wasn't stupid.

Although he didn't need the Cang Family to attack, he was quite satisfied with what they were doing.

"It seems that the Cang Family has lived for too long and wants to destroy themselves." Saint Xue Ling's eyes shot out a bloody light.

"Lord, let us help you destroy the Cang Family!"

The Master of the Gongming Family stepped forward with a sinister smile on his face.

"Us too."

The Iron Bone Tribe and Blue Ghoul Tribe experts also stood out.

"You …" The Master of the Cang Family's face turned green.

These three forces obviously wanted to hit the Cang Family when they were down and divide them up.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Jun Xiaoyao sneered and waved his hand.

In an instant, three figures stood in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

When the three figures appeared, the aura in the entire area became chaotic. A majestic pressure spread out with a loud bang.

The three figures shone with a cold metallic luster. They were tall, and their bodies were branded with many mysterious runes that carried some kind of ancient secret power.

"These are … puppets."

When the three puppets appeared, everyone present was a little shocked.

However, when they felt the aura of the three puppets, the shock on their faces immediately turned into deep shock.

This was because the three puppets all exuded Supreme Saint-level energy waves.

These three were all Supreme Saint-level puppets!

This was extremely terrifying, and their scalps were about to explode!

Supreme Saint-level puppets were extremely rare. Even in the immortal forces, there were only a few of them.

Not to mention Supreme Saint-level puppets, there weren't many Saint-level or Saint-King-level puppets in the Immortal Realm.

The two Saints, Xue Ling and Remote Sky, were so shocked that their eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

The anger and ferocity on their faces almost instantly turned into panic and disbelief!

"Go!" Jun Xiaoyao's tone was indifferent. It was as if the God of Death had arrived.

The three Supreme Saint-level puppets moved instantly.

One of the puppets charged toward the two Saints, Xue Ling and Remote Sky.

The remaining two charged toward the Gongming Family and the other two forces.

Next, it was time for a massacre!