Jun Zhangjian’s record of five million jin at the Taiyue Ancient Stele had stood for a long time.
It wasn’t that he was the strongest among the younger generation of the Jun Family.
Many others were training outside or in seclusion and had not tested their physical strength at the Taiyue Ancient Stele.
At this moment, seeing Jun Xiaoyao about to make his move, all eyes in the audience focused on him.
After all, Jun Xiaoyao was born with a silver spoon, titled Divine Son from birth.
His every action was under the spotlight.
If Jun Xiaoyao’s performance was lacking, although people wouldn’t dare to openly mock him, they would surely have whispers in their hearts.
Even Jun Zhantian, hidden in the void, felt unusually tense.
Whether Jun Xiaoyao could establish his authority in the Jun Family for the first time depended on his performance now.
Jun Xiaoyao himself didn’t think much about it, just wanted to test his strength after a breakthrough.
He clenched his five fingers into a fist, simply and without any embellishment.
Jun Xiaoyao felt as if a thousand giant elephants were surging inside him, a terrifying power transmitted from his tendons and muscles to his fist.
Boom!
Jun Xiaoyao’s punch struck the Taiyue Ancient Stele, and the golden divine elephant shadow behind him seemed to follow suit.
In an instant, the entire ancient stele roared and trembled violently!
A blinding number appeared on the Taiyue Ancient Stele.
Ten million jin!
Sss...
All the disciples of the Jun Family were full of shock, rubbing their eyes desperately, unable to believe what they saw!
Only three years old, ten million jin of tremendous force!
If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn’t have believed it!
Lan Qingya’s beautiful eyes widened, her delicate body trembled, and her heart was deeply shocked!
Though she was reluctant to admit it, the Taiyue Ancient Stele had never been wrong!
Even Jun Linglong’s beautiful eyes shook, further confirming her inner suspicions.
Even Jun Zhantian, hidden in the shadows, froze with a bewildered old face, looking somewhat comical.
Yet the story wasn’t over!
Cracks spread like a spiderweb from Jun Xiaoyao’s fist in all directions.
"This..."
Jun Xiaoyao himself was momentarily stunned.
He swore he wasn’t intentionally vandalizing public property.
Crack!
Under everyone’s stupefied gaze, the Taiyue Ancient Stele shattered inch by inch, finally collapsing into countless pieces.
As it shattered, a voice seemingly from ancient times echoed throughout the Jun Family!
"Recreate the Ancient Extreme Realm, bestow Heavenly Dao rewards!"
This voice came from the void, incomparably grand, as if an Emperor was whispering.
But the words spoken sent shockwaves in all directions!
Ancient Extreme Realm!
What does this represent?
It means that from ancient times to now, through countless eras, no one at Jun Xiaoyao’s age has had greater physical strength.
Even ancient great emperors and supreme ancient emperors couldn’t compare to Jun Xiaoyao in physical strength at three years old!
This is a truly terrifying record!
In comparison, Jun Zhangjian’s record of five million jin seemed so inferior.
"Lord Divine Son, broke the Ancient Extreme Realm!" Jun Linglong’s beautiful eyes were extraordinarily bright, shining with unusual light.
If she had only speculated before, now she had a fifty percent certainty!
Jun Xiaoyao might be that invincible figure in the future, turning his back on all life!
Lan Qingya, however, was pale; this record was too terrifying for her to even imagine.
Remembering that she had guessed Jun Xiaoyao only had a power of a hundred thousand jin, Lan Qingya felt a little awkward, her face flushing red.
"Haha, grandson, amazing!"
Jun Zhantian couldn’t help but appear from the void, his face glowing red, unable to stop laughing.
Jun Xiaoyao’s mouth twitched, thinking how his words sounded like an insult?
The rest of the Jun Family disciples saw Jun Zhantian appear and all bowed, saying: "Greetings, Clan Elder!"
"Grandfather, the Taiyue Ancient Stele broke..." Jun Xiaoyao said speechlessly.
"It’s fine, let it break. You’ve brought another big surprise to the Jun Family!" Jun Zhantian was overjoyed.
Compared to the record Jun Xiaoyao set, a broken Taiyue Ancient Stele is nothing!
At this time, in the void, a mass of chaos light appeared and finally landed in Jun Xiaoyao’s hand.
This was the reward for breaking the Ancient Extreme Realm.
Jun Xiaoyao focused and saw it was a jade scroll.
As a divine thought entered, Jun Xiaoyao suddenly found that the jade scroll recorded a supreme Soul Refining Technique.
Chaos Divine Grinding Visualization Method!
"Interesting, is this meant to make both my body and divine soul invincible?"
Jun Xiaoyao laughed inwardly.
His body has already broken the extreme realm, unrivaled in ancient days. With this supreme Soul Refining Technique, when both body and divine soul are perfected, who could be his match?
Jun Xiaoyao thought, putting away the jade scroll, planning to study it carefully later.
Just then, from a distant place, a light streak flew over; it was a clan elder of considerable status in the Jun Family, who announced loudly.
"The Eighteenth Ancestor sensed the breaking of the Ancient Extreme Realm and rewards Jun Xiaoyao, the Divine Son, with three Immortal Divine Medicines!"
This clan elder’s words once again caused an uproar in all directions.
A group of Jun Family disciples, envious with red eyes!
Immortal Divine Medicine is an incredibly precious existence.
Generally speaking, even first-class influence in the Immortal Realm might only have one or two Immortal Divine Medicines.
Though the Jun Family is an Ancient Desolate Family, with deep heritage, they don’t possess many Immortal Divine Medicines.
A direct reward of three Immortal Divine Medicines, such a precedent has never occurred before in the Jun Family!
But considering that Jun Xiaoyao broke the ancient record, this reward seems only fitting.
Lan Qingya was so shocked she felt numb.
She deeply remembered that Jun Zhangjian had once been fortunate enough to receive one Immortal Divine Medicine and treated it like an ancestor, reluctant to even use it.
But Jun Xiaoyao received three at once. This stark contrast was too immense.
"Pass on my thanks to the Eighteenth Ancestor for the reward," Jun Xiaoyao said calmly, neither arrogant nor impatient.
He was also preparing to go back to the Celestial Emperor Palace to go into seclusion and digest this achievement.
Jun Linglong hesitated slightly, bit her jade lip, and still stepped forward with a feeling of trepidation, saying: "Divine Son, please wait."
"Hmm?" Jun Xiaoyao turned his head, seeing Jun Linglong.
She wore a palace gown that wrapped around her developing Linglong figure.
Her golden wavy long hair was crystalline and dazzling, highlighting a flawless jade face that was snow-white and delicate, with unparalleled grace.
"You are?" Jun Xiaoyao questioned.
"Jun Linglong, at your service, Carefree Divine Son," Jun Linglong said slightly nervously.
Her character had always been serene and poised, her demeanor noble and elegant.
But in front of Jun Xiaoyao at this moment, Jun Linglong felt utterly ordinary, unable to muster any pride.
"What is it?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
The golden-haired girl was indeed pleasing to the eye, but Jun Xiaoyao wasn’t the type to be swayed just by seeing a woman.
Thus, Jun Xiaoyao’s demeanor was rather calm.
Jun Linglong felt unusually apprehensive. After a salute to Jun Xiaoyao, she began to speak.
"Linglong wishes to become the Divine Son’s follower!"
As soon as she spoke, the entire Combat Arena fell into dead silence.
Many male disciples of the Jun Family turned pale, their hearts shattered.
In their eyes, the high and unattainable Linglong Noble Lady, who could only be admired from afar, was now bowing and pleading to become someone else’s follower.
This feeling was as if the goddess in their hearts had volunteered to become someone else’s plaything.