Chapter 92: Chapter 92: So It Was Only a Clone, Two Great Saints Change Sides, Cyan Dragon Monarch Falls! (Seventh Update)
Earlier, when Yang Pan made his move, although he was suppressed by Jun Xiaoyao, that powerful aura still caused one’s heart to tremble.
It can be said that an ordinary Celestial Pride from an Immortal Influence would definitely not be able to defeat Yang Pan.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao actually said that the Yang Pan before him was merely a doppelganger; that was somewhat terrifying.
If even a doppelganger had such strength, how powerful must the real Yang Pan be?
Jun Xiaoyao’s expression was very calm.
From the first glance at Yang Pan, he had realized that he was just a doppelganger.
But Jun Xiaoyao didn’t care about that.
Because whether it was the real body or a doppelganger, they were the same in his eyes, could be suppressed casually, no big difference.
At most, it might take a few more moves to suppress the real body.
In the distance, Yang Pan wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression as dark as could be.
He said coldly, "To conquer the Four Symbols Ancient Country doesn’t require my real body to act, I just didn’t expect to encounter you."
Rage surged within Yang Pan’s heart.
He was indeed just a doppelganger, while the real Yang Pan was still in the Panwu Divine Dynasty.
However, in Yang Pan’s view, even just a doppelganger was more than enough to conquer the Four Symbols Ancient Country, without needing his personal intervention.
But who could have expected that standing behind the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country was Jun Xiaoyao.
This variable obstructed Yang Pan’s plan.
Yang Pan took a deep breath and then said indifferently, "Jun Xiaoyao, since you know this Marquis is just a doppelganger, you should know how strong the real body truly is."
"If you retreat now, there’s still room for negotiation."
Yang Pan knew that this doppelganger could not possibly defeat Jun Xiaoyao, thus he had to rely on the real body to intimidate him.
"Does it matter if it’s the real body or a doppelganger to me, the Divine Son? Both are oppressed with a single palm." Jun Xiaoyao said with an indifferent expression, his hands behind his back.
"You..." Yang Pan’s brow twitched, his eyes cold and fierce.
"Truly worthy of Lord Divine Son..." Bai Yu’Er and others’ eyes showed admiration.
In the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm, how many would dare to disdainfully address the Divine Dynasty Champion Marquis in this manner?
"Very well, Jun Xiaoyao, you choose the hard way over the easy!" Yang Pan declared.
Around him, four pitch-black figures emerged, carrying an overwhelming, suffocating pressure.
"Those are the four Saints..." The Sovereign of White Tiger and the Sovereign of Black Tortoise showed fear in their eyes.
If it weren’t for those four Saints, their two countries wouldn’t have been defeated and submitted so easily.
Jun Xiaoyao glanced briefly, shook his head slightly, and said, "Four puppets comparable to the Saint Realm, Yang Pan, you’re quite lucky."
"What, those are puppets?" The Sovereigns of White Tiger and Black Tortoise were surprised.
"What does it matter if they’re puppets? It’s enough to suppress you." Yang Pan sneered.
He didn’t intend to kill Jun Xiaoyao.
If he killed Jun Xiaoyao by his own strength, even the Jun Family couldn’t find a legitimate reason.
After all, life and death struggles are normal among the younger generation.
But if Yang Pan used Saint Puppets to kill Jun Xiaoyao, the Jun Family would be immensely outraged.
Even the Panwu Divine Dynasty behind him wouldn’t be able to protect him.
Though arrogant and brash, Yang Pan wasn’t without brains.
All he needed was to suppress Jun Xiaoyao and others with the Saint Puppets.
Then directly attack the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom Imperial City to obtain the Compass components.
"Jun Xiaoyao, as long as the Saint Puppets suppress you, wouldn’t the Vermilion Bird Ancient Country be in my pocket, along with that Bai Yu’Er?"
Yang Pan glanced at Bai Yu’Er, his eyes flickering with a smoldering and wicked light.
Bai Yu’Er was indeed beautiful, charming, and alluring, making Yang Pan’s heart itch.
He had a habit of collecting beauties, and Bai Yu’Er was a treasure he must acquire.
"Wishful thinking, can you compare to a single finger of Lord Divine Son?" Bai Yu’Er rebuked coldly, her eyes showing disgust.
Though Yang Pan’s strength and status were not weak, compared in appearance, character, temperament, he couldn’t hold a candle to Jun Xiaoyao.
One was a Celestial Immortal in the heavens.
The other was a commoner.
How could the two compare?
"Bitch, let’s see if you’ll still say that when you submit to this Marquis!" Yang Pan retorted.
The four Saint Puppets simultaneously burst into auras, preparing to strike.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze swept towards the few Sovereigns.
"Are you still going to follow Yang Pan?"
Jun Xiaoyao’s words made the expressions of the Sovereign of White Tiger and the Sovereign of Black Tortoise change, their eyes flickering.
To be honest, Yang Pan’s temper was unpredictable, and he had insulted them as useless who eat shit.
Alongside the disdain endured under the Champion Marquis, choosing to submit to Jun Xiaoyao seemed better.
Jun Xiaoyao’s status was undoubtedly higher than the Champion Marquis.
Considering this, they scarcely hesitated before their figures flashed, changing allegiance: "We are willing to submit to the Jun Family’s Divine Son!"
"You..." Yang Pan’s eyes burned with a cold flame.
The Cyan Dragon Monarch’s face was tense, not choosing to stand with Jun Xiaoyao.
His son, Xiao Chen, originally had a vendetta against Jun Xiaoyao.
Add to that, in this war, the Cyan Dragon Ancient Country was a leading player.
The Vermilion Bird Ancient Country wouldn’t easily let the Cyan Dragon Ancient Country go.
Most importantly, the Cyan Dragon Monarch desired to become the master of the Four Symbols Ancient Countries.
Only Yang Pan could fulfill his ambition.
Thus, the Cyan Dragon Monarch resolved to cling to Yang Pan’s thigh.
Seeing the unyielding Cyan Dragon Sovereign, Jun Xiaoyao was unfazed.
He intended to deal with Xiao Chen in the future; recruiting his father would obviously not be a wise move.
"Hmph, do you two wish for your countries to be destroyed?" Yang Pan said coldly.
The two Sovereigns looked slightly uneasy.
Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently, "With me here, who dares to destroy their countries?"
"Jun Xiaoyao, don’t be arrogant, with the Cyan Dragon Monarch and the five Saints, I can still suppress you!"
With Yang Pan’s order, the Cyan Dragon Monarch led the four Saint Puppets to suppress Jun Xiaoyao’s side.
The Sovereigns of Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise also surged with energy, ready to face the enemy.
But at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand, chuckled softly, and said, "No need for now, just enjoy the show."
"Enjoy the show?" The three Sovereigns stood there puzzled.
At that moment, from the distant sky, the sound of a zither suddenly rang out, transforming into thousand-zhang killing blades, slicing through the air.
The terrifying Zither Sound Killing Blade even sliced through space, cutting a black tear in the fabric of space as it passed.
"A Guardian!" Yang Pan’s expression suddenly changed.
This time, he came as a doppelganger, without a Guardian accompanying him.
But he didn’t expect Jun Xiaoyao to have a Guardian hidden behind him.
And judging by the power of the attack, it was far beyond what an ordinary Saint could compare to.
"Damn it!"
The Cyan Dragon Monarch’s pupils were filled with unprecedented shock.
That Zither Sound Killing Blade sent chills through his heart as a Saint, spreading a cold aura over his body.
"Celestial Dragon Emperor Fist!"
The Cyan Dragon Monarch let out a low growl, releasing the full force of his Saint Realm power, a Cyan Dragon phantom accompanying the force of his fist, shaking the heavens!
Yet the result was...
Thunk!
The killing blade swept across, the head fell!
The Cyan Dragon Monarch, fallen!