Chapter 1087 - 1085: Overbearing Dominance, The Cowardly Red Owl King—You’re Not Even a Maggot!

Chapter 1087: Chapter 1085: Overbearing Dominance, The Cowardly Red Owl King—You’re Not Even a Maggot!

Awe-inspiring sound, resounding through the vast and endless heavens.

The three characters "Jun Wuhui" were like a thunderclap, exploding beside the ears of every living being of the Red Owl Race!

Puchi!

On the spot, the vast majority of Red Owl Race beings spat blood and collapsed to the ground.

They竟然 could not withstand that awe-inspiring voice.

Within the radiance of Endless Divine Radiance, the figure of Jun Wuhui emerged.

White robes whiter than snow, bearing as a jade immortal.

His eyes were like the rotation of sun and moon, seeing through the vastness of myriad ages.

Within them was endless vicissitude, as though he had weathered ten thousand wars.

The Three Thousand Divine Countries revolved around his body, chanting Brahma hymns.

This was the special anomaly and ability of the Divine King Body—myriad gods prostrate, all under heaven revere!

The invincible Divine King of the Jun Family had finally revealed his true form!

Silence of death!

An unprecedented deathly silence!

Countless Red Owl Race beings felt their throats seized, unable to breathe!

Jun Wuhui!

This was absolutely the most renowned Supreme of the Immortal Realm within the Exotic Realm.

After all, one of Jun Wuhui’s Three Pristine Avatars had long sat in suppression over the Border Desolation of the Exotic Realm; there was no one who did not know him.

"Ten thousand troops and horses shy from the white robe"—this was not merely a turn of phrase.

It was precisely because of Jun Wuhui’s fame.

That the Red Owl King had been able to seal his name as a god in that battle.

But now, Jun Wuhui had actually, openly and grandly appeared in the ancestral land of the Red Owl Race.

This was simply inconceivable.

How many figures of the Immortal Realm could act so brazenly within the Exotic Realm?

Even the Great Emperors of the Immortal Realm would not casually delve deep into the Exotic Realm, fearing encirclement and slaughter.

Yet Jun Wuhui simply appeared like this, taking everyone by surprise.

However, when they thought of the battle achievements of the Red Owl King, the hearts of many Red Owl Race beings calmed down.

So what if it was Jun Wuhui? Had he not been defeated by their progenitor?

A Quasi-Immortal of the Red Owl Race looked toward Jun Wuhui, his face cold as he spoke.

"Jun Wuhui, if you’ve come seeking vengeance, then you are mistaken. With our Old Ancestor here, how dare you act so wantonly!?"

This Quasi-Immortal was rebuking him.

Jun Wuhui’s expression did not ripple in the slightest.

Those eyes, as awe-inspiring as sun and moon, were boundlessly deep, devoid of superfluous emotion.

Like the king of all gods, whose mood would never be stirred by the clamor of ants.

The next moment, Jun Wuhui directly extended his hand.

Endless Divine Power Laws shrouded forth, transforming into a gigantic hand.

In a ten-thousandth of an instant, it pinched up that Quasi-Immortal.

And then...

Puchi!

He crushed him to death with one squeeze!

Drop after drop of Quasi-Immortal blood fell toward the earth, punching out deep pits one after another.

All beings of the Red Owl Race felt their hearts as though frozen solid, ceasing to beat.

One move!

Only a single move!

In the eyes of the world, a Quasi-Immortal high above.

Was pinched to death like an ant!

What kind of supreme power was this?

"Damn you, Jun Wuhui, you—!"

The Red Owl King erupted in fury, heaven and earth igniting in raging flame.

Even he had not had time to react; Jun Wuhui’s strike was so decisive that he left no time for anyone to respond.

And upon the turtle shell of the Divine Ao King.

A small azure bird appeared.

Perhaps no one would have imagined that it was in fact the War God Academy’s Quasi-Immortal, King Fufeng.

At this moment, King Fufeng looked toward that Red Owl Race Quasi-Immortal, who had been crushed into blood and bone fragments, cold sweat pouring down his back.

He hurriedly used his little wings to wipe the nonexistent sweat from his bird head.

He began to feel fortunate.

Fortunate that he had chosen to yield.

"This... how is this possible?"

Seeing this scene, Chi Hongyu’s pupils abruptly contracted, his scalp about to explode.

A Quasi-Immortal had actually been insta-killed just like that?

Chi Hongyu’s Dao Heart was trembling.

The impact this brought him was too great.

However...

Chi Hongyu looked toward Jun Wuhui and couldn’t help but feel a strange sensation.

It seemed vaguely familiar, as though he had seen him somewhere before.

But in the next instant, Chi Hongyu still shook his head.

He looked toward the Red Owl King, endless confidence in his eyes.

Although Jun Wuhui’s strength was terrifying.

With his master, the Red Owl King, present, nothing was a problem.

Jun Wuhui?

He was no more than a defeated underling.

Not only did Chi Hongyu think so.

The other beings of the Red Owl Race thought the same.

"We beg Old Ancestor to act and slay Jun Wuhui!"

"Indeed, avenge our Quasi-Immortal, Old Ancestor, please strike!"

Many beings of the Red Owl Race howled.

The Red Owl King was their final backing.

Yet...

The Red Owl King’s flame-like crimson brows knit tightly together.

Next, he finally opened his mouth.

"Jun Wuhui, you rode the momentum and slew my race’s Quasi-Immortal—this still does not count as a great upheaval."

"But if you take one more step forward, it will be heaven and earth overturned!"

The Red Owl King’s words were razor-sharp, seemingly incomparably domineering.

Yet if one savored them carefully, one would notice.

The Red Owl King竟然 had no thought of taking action, but instead wished for Jun Wuhui to withdraw of his own accord.

"Master..."

Chi Hongyu’s expression also changed slightly.

If the Red Owl King spoke thus, would that not mean that Quasi-Immortal had died in vain?

Upon hearing this, Jun Wuhui looked to the Red Owl King and said faintly.

"Red Owl King, it seems the battle at the Border Desolation has given you illusions—a delusion that you possess the strength to contend with Jun Mou."

"But... in the eyes of Jun Mou, you are not even as a worm!"

To regard an Immortal King as no more than a worm.

Tell me, who else would dare!

"Insolence! The King cannot be humiliated!"

Flames spurted from the Red Owl King’s eyes, his wrath soaring to the heavens, the very world changing color.

He no longer restrained himself and struck directly.

Vast Fire Rules manifested, burning through the firmament.

The temperature of heaven and earth rose sharply to the extreme.

Heaven and earth were scorched and collapsing, a terrifying spectacle.

The other beings of the Red Owl Race hurriedly retreated into the ancestral land and raised the Clan Protection Array.

Otherwise, the mere aftershocks would be enough to shake all beings to death.

"Ten Thousand Fire Lotus!"

The Red Owl King lifted his hand; ten thousand flames gathered, forming a multicolored fire lotus.

This was an Extreme Technique the Red Owl King had cultivated by collecting ten thousand fires.

Once the fire lotus emerged, rivers and seas for ten thousand miles would be instantly vaporized.

Facing Jun Wuhui, the Red Owl King did not dare harbor the slightest reservation.

Sensing that surge of destructive fluctuation, the Divine Ao King acted at once.

The Immortal Rule manifested, condensing into a turtle-shell-like light curtain that directly shrouded the entire ancestral land of the Red Owl Race, preventing the battle’s aftershocks from spilling outward.

"What is the Divine Ao King trying to do?"

A Quasi-Immortal among the Red Owl Race frowned, faintly sensing ill omen.

Facing the powerful move of the Red Owl King, Jun Wuhui’s expression remained indifferent, only his white robes and black hair fluttering.

He casually pinched his fingers together and pressed forward, a Great Seal crushing the void ahead.

That Great Seal diffused boundless divine radiance, as though the Dharma Seal of a Divine Spirit had fallen from Above the Nine Heavens!

The skies for tens of thousands of miles around crumbled, and tens of thousands of Order Divine Chains shattered in an instant!

The God King’s Fall Seal!

This, too, was an incomparably terrifying Extreme Technique!

Boom!

The God King’s Fall Seal collided with the Ten Thousand Fire Lotus, like two cosmos colliding, erupting with world-shocking tides!

Heaven and earth seemed to overturn, the firmament pouring down, countless star rivers beyond the sky shaken loose.

The Galaxy falling from the Nine Heavens!

This was the true battle of Supremes; with a single clash, an entire Star Domain could easily be annihilated.

If not for the Divine Ao King and the Clan Protection Array of the Red Owl Race resisting, this region would have been obliterated in an instant!

At this moment, all gazes were fixed deathly upon the heart of the collision.

Within, it was as though countless universes were being born and destroyed; the Power of Destruction was so intense that none could look directly upon it!

Humph!

In the void, a muffled groan suddenly sounded.

A figure was blasted backward.

When they saw clearly who that figure was, all living beings of the Red Owl Race stopped breathing.

"O-Old... Old Ancestor?!!"