Six cold fists, glowing with a metallic luster, blasted out from the spatial rifts. Each fist carried the terrifying power to shatter a ten-thousand-zhang mountain. With a single punch like this, even a Saint would explode. Ancestor Golden Spider let out a shriek of absolute terror. Just one of the fists made his hair stand on end, let alone six fists blasting towards him in unison. Moreover, they were closing in from all directions; Ancestor Golden Spider had nowhere to retreat even if he wanted to. Only then did he understand the meaning behind the trace of mockery in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes. "You little beast, what a vicious scheme!" Ancestor Golden Spider roared. A golden radiance erupted from his body, and countless spider silks emerged, wrapping around him, trying to weave a layer of defense. But because it was too sudden and the fists were too fast, it was too late to mount a temporary defense. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Six deafening roars rang out almost at the same time. Along with them came the utterly wretched scream of Ancestor Golden Spider. The scream was so miserable that it would make listeners grieve and onlookers weep. In the next second, Ancestor Golden Spider's massive spider body fell heavily to the ground. His eight spider legs were almost all broken, and his carapace had been smashed with several holes. All sorts of blood and bodily fluids flowed continuously from the bloody holes. The dignified Ancestor Golden Spider of the Demon Spirit Divine Mountain was now grievously wounded and on the brink of death, having completely lost his ability to fight. This sudden turn of events made the minds of all the Primordial Divine Mountain beings almost short-circuit. What the hell was going on? At this moment, everyone's gaze suddenly turned to the six spatial rifts. Six figures, their entire bodies glittering with starlight and a metallic sheen, strode out from the spatial rifts. Each figure was tall and imposing, exuding the aura of the Saint realm. They were precisely the Star-Splitting Divine Puppets that Jun Xiaoyao had obtained from the Star Palace treasure trove. The Star-Splitting Divine Puppets were famous for splitting stars; a single punch from them could crack a star. At this moment, with six of them attacking at the same time, the power was imaginable. The fact that Ancestor Golden Spider wasn't smashed to death in one go was actually a bit surprising to Jun Xiaoyao. But now, there was no real difference between Ancestor Golden Spider being dead or alive. "Those... are those six puppets?" "Six Saint-level puppets, my heavens!" All the human cultivators were shocked by Jun Xiaoyao's move. To bring out six Saint-level puppets at once was almost an unimaginable feat in the Lower Realm. In the Ten Lands, besides a heaven-defying figure like the Limitless Star Monarch, it was difficult for anyone else to have such a foundation. But in the end, it had all benefited Jun Xiaoyao. "Ancestor!" The beings of the Demon Spirit Divine Mountain exclaimed, about to rush to the rescue. But Jun Xiaoyao acted first. With a thought, the six Star-Splitting Divine Puppets attacked again, directly smashing Ancestor Golden Spider into a pile of meat paste. "No!" The beings of the Demon Spirit Divine Mountain let out a mournful cry. In contrast, the morale of the human cultivators was greatly boosted. The few human Saints were also overjoyed. Jun Xiaoyao alone had brought six Saint-level combatants. If you added Ancestor Dongxuan and the others, that was eight Saint-level combatants. This could absolutely decide the outcome of this war. Not to mention, these six Star-Splitting Divine Puppets were impervious to weapons, their physiques invincible. One Star-Splitting Divine Puppet was enough to hold off two Saints from the Primordial Divine Mountains. "Kill!" With a thought from Jun Xiaoyao, the six Star-Splitting Divine Puppets attacked simultaneously, their auras surging, their fist lights world-shaking. Jun Xiaoyao had several thousand Star Cores, which was enough to support the consumption of the Star-Splitting Divine Puppets. "Kill! The time for the human race to counter-attack has come!" "It's time to let these Primordial creature bastards know how strong our human race is!" "Long live the Divine Child! With the Divine Child here, why should our human race worry about not winning!" At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao became the pillar of stability for the human race. It was as if as long as he was here, all difficulties could be easily resolved. And the facts were indeed so. The Primordial Divine Mountain creatures began to panic, and the situation was almost completely reversed. The six Star-Splitting Divine Puppets fought with wide, sweeping motions, impervious to weapons, and swept through all directions. Not a single Saint from the Primordial Divine Mountains was willing to face these puppets. Who would be willing to risk their living flesh and blood to fight a puppet to the death? It was for this reason that the Saints of the Primordial Divine Mountains were forced back step by step and began to prepare to retreat. With their top-tier combat power retreating, the lower-level forces naturally collapsed into a rout. Countless Primordial creatures were slaughtered, and blood flowed like rivers. Previously, they were the butchers, and the human cultivators were the fish on the chopping block. Now, the situation was reversed; the Primordial creatures had become the fish. Jun Xiaoyao was not idle either. Every punch he threw shattered the void, its fist light world-shaking, smashing swathes of Primordial creatures into a bloody mist. Soon, the Primordial Divine Mountains' side could no longer hold on. Another Saint died under the fists of the Star-Splitting Divine Puppets. They began to scream in terror and turned to flee in disarray. Many Primordial creatures looked at Jun Xiaoyao with unprecedented fear, as if they were looking at Yama from hell. Jun Xiaoyao was the nightmare of their Primordial Divine Mountains! Next, this great battle lasted for several days and nights. The human cultivators pursued them relentlessly, causing the Primordial Divine Mountains to scatter and flee. Along the way, rivers of blood flowed, but the vast majority belonged to the creatures of the Primordial Divine Mountains. They began to retreat back into the Central Forbidden Zone, trembling in fear. The human race had won an unprecedented great victory. At the Nalan Clan's Ancient Spiritual Mountain, although the scene was a mess, the faces of all the cultivators were filled with joy from the bottom of their hearts. For the first time, the human cultivators of the Tianxuan Continent had stood up. Previously, the place where the Primordial Divine Mountains were located was called a forbidden zone; any human cultivator who stepped in would die. But now, these forbidden zone creatures were being hunted by them until they fled in panic. This feeling was fucking awesome! And all of this was thanks to Jun Xiaoyao. Jun Xiaoyao was the savior of all human cultivators on the entire Tianxuan Continent! In the vast main hall of the Nalan Clan, Jun Xiaoyao sat high in the seat of honor. Below him stood densely packed leaders of the various factions on the Tianxuan Continent. There were Holy Lords of sacred lands, patriarchs of reclusive families, sect masters of sects, and leaders of great religions. At this moment, they all bowed to Jun Xiaoyao with cupped hands. "The human race of the Tianxuan Continent thanks the Jun Clan's Divine Child for his great kindness! We will never forget this grace for all eternity!" The voices of the crowd were deafening, coming from the bottom of their hearts, a sincere thanks. "There is no need for this, everyone," Jun Xiaoyao waved his hand. He wasn't actually some savior or bleeding-heart. He had acted purely for his own interests. "From now on, the human race of our Tianxuan Continent will follow the Divine Child's lead!" the Dongxuan Sect Master was the first to speak. "That's right, that's right! From now on, the entire continent will listen to the Divine Child's command!" "The Divine Child is the master of the Tianxuan Continent!" The various Holy Lords, religious leaders, and sect masters all echoed in agreement. A trace of doubt still remained in Nalan Zhan's eyes. He spoke up, "Dare I ask the Divine Child, although we won a great victory in this battle, the Primordial Divine Mountains still preserved some of their strength. If they were to make a comeback and seek revenge after the Divine Child leaves..." Nalan Zhan did not continue. The atmosphere fell into a silence for a moment. Indeed. With Jun Xiaoyao here, they could win a great victory. But what if Jun Xiaoyao left? He was a person from the Immortal Domain; he couldn't possibly stay on the Tianxuan Continent forever, right? "Heh... everyone, do not worry. This Divine Child has already thought of a solution for this matter." Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly, with the air of a master strategist who had everything under control.
(End of Chapter)