Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Chapter 120: Chapter 120: Seven-Star Reward, Panhuang Spirit Sword, and the Mysterious Fallen Sacred Body!

”Ding, congratulations to the host, you’ve received a Seven-Star Reward, the Panhuang Years Sword!”

As the system’s voice fell, the void in front of Jun Xiaoyao was suddenly torn open.

Soon after, an ancient sword exuding a sense of antiquity appeared before Jun Xiaoyao.

This ancient sword was similar to the one Jun Xiaoyao saw on Yang Pan before.

However, that Panhuang Life Spirit Sword was filled with the breath of all living beings, with countless beings engraved on its blade.

And this Panhuang Years Sword flowed with an ancient and distant intent of time.

On its body, were engraved the cycles of the sun and moon, the changing seasons, the rotation of the celestial bodies, and the passage of time.

Just a glance at it gives one an aura of desolation.

”Interesting, I didn’t expect to obtain one of the Panhuang Three Swords.”

Even with Jun Xiaoyao’s calm and composed nature, he couldn’t help but show a bit of delight at this moment.

The rewards from signing in are random, but sometimes, there seems to be some connection with the location of the sign-in.

There’s no pattern to this.

But in any case, being able to get a Seven-Star Reward, and especially the Panhuang Years Sword, was definitely an unexpected joy for Jun Xiaoyao.

”Has my luck evolved from bottom-tier to top-tier?” Jun Xiaoyao muttered.

Last time, he signed in at the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom Imperial Palace and only got a Four-Star Reward.

Shaking his head slightly, Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and grasped the Panhuang Years Sword.

Instantly, he felt a surge of the Power of Time flowing.

His entire arm seemed like it was about to age within time.

At this moment, the twenty Daluo Immortal Bones within his arm glowed, resisting the erosion of the Power of Time.

”Interesting, if it were someone else who obtained this Panhuang Years Sword, they might find it hard to wield for a while.” Jun Xiaoyao said.

The Power of Time is very mysterious and terrifying.

Ordinary people, if they approach this Panhuang Years Sword, would probably instantly age and wither.

Unless they are powerful enough to resist with their own strength.

Jun Xiaoyao’s thoughts flickered as he held the Panhuang Years Sword and slashed casually towards the bronze puppets behind him.

In an instant, a half-illusory sword radiance swept through, causing the bronze puppets to decay and age, turning into a pile of copper rust powder.

”Indeed very strong.” Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

At his current realm, he couldn’t fully utilize the power of the Panhuang Years Sword.

But even a casual sword slash was incredibly powerful.

Suddenly, the Supreme Bone within Jun Xiaoyao’s chest trembled again, as if resonating with something.

”The Supreme Bone is reacting again, last time it was because of the Reincarnation Dao Gold.” Jun Xiaoyao muttered.

It seemed that the next divine technique of the Supreme Bone might be related to the Power of Time and Reincarnation.

”It looks like I need to visit the Holy Spirit Academy to investigate if the Reincarnation Saint Spirit can potentially cause a transformation in my Supreme Bone.” Jun Xiaoyao mused.

He stored the Panhuang Years Sword into a spatial spiritual artifact.

”If the Panwu Divine Lord knew that the Panhuang Years Sword he painstakingly sought was obtained by me just from signing in, he’d probably be so angry he’d cough up blood, wouldn’t he?” Jun Xiaoyao chuckled.

At present, the Panhuang Life Spirit Sword is in Yang Pan’s hands.

The Panhuang Years Sword is with Jun Xiaoyao.

Only the Panhuang Void Sword remains.

”No rush, the reason I spared Yang Pan’s life is to use him as a tool to find the Panhuang Void Sword for me, and by then I can just take it from him.”

Jun Xiaoyao had it all planned out, with a backup plan already in mind.

Yang Pan’s only value in staying alive is to help him locate the last Panhuang Void Sword.

The Panwu Divine Lord undoubtedly shared the same thought.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn’t mind, as no one could take away what he wanted.

”Just obtaining this Panhuang Years Sword made this trip worthwhile.” Jun Xiaoyao continued onward.

Even if in the end Jun Xiaoyao couldn’t find an opportunity for his Sacred Body Phenomenon to transform, he wouldn’t regret it.

One sword already reimbursed him.

After shaking off those bronze puppets, Jun Xiaoyao continued to delve deeper into the Panwu Mausoleum.

The ancient halls were covered in thick dust.

Most of the halls were empty.

Clearly, whatever opportunities that existed inside had long been scavenged by the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

As for the occasional Holy Pills, Treasure Medicines, Holy Medicines, and Prince’s Weapons, Jun Xiaoyao didn’t care at all.

At this moment, a peculiar palace suddenly appeared in Jun Xiaoyao’s sight.

The palace was located in the most remote corner deep within the Panwu Mausoleum, surrounded by heaps of wild grass.

There were even some chains outside, enclosing that area as if they didn’t want anyone to approach.

”Hmm...what’s that...” Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes narrowed.

In most places within the Panwu Mausoleum, there were traces of people having explored.

Only that one palace seemed untouched.

Moreover, there seemed to be a blood-colored mist swirling around it.

What intrigued Jun Xiaoyao was not only the anomaly of the palace.

But also because his Desolate Ancient Sacred Body faintly had a reaction.

Jun Xiaoyao composed himself and stepped forward.

He pushed open the door of the palace, and inside was pitch black.

Gusts of cold wind blew out, something that would make an ordinary person panic, but Jun Xiaoyao remained calm.

His Desolate Ancient Sacred Body restrained all demons, ghosts, and sinister forces, so he wasn’t afraid.

Just then, the clinking sound of chains echoed from the depths of the darkness.

The feeling was as if something imprisoned by chains had started moving.

”Hmm?” As Jun Xiaoyao focused his spirit.

A blood-colored gust of fist wind abruptly blasted out from the darkness.

Accompanied by a beast-like roar.

”What the hell?”

Jun Xiaoyao’s right arm pushed out horizontally, the twenty Daluo Immortal Bones radiated light, enveloping him in an extremely sacred aura, colliding with that blood-colored fist wind.

Boom!

A resounding tremor shook the entire palace.

Under the illumination of the Daluo Immortal Bone’s light, he finally saw the figure in front of him.

It was a figure with hair cascading down to the ground, looking like a wild man.

A pair of scarlet eyes were filled with chaotic and frenzied intent.

But what caught Jun Xiaoyao’s attention wasn’t the wild man’s appearance, but his physique.

It was also a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body!

Bang!

Following a collision, Jun Xiaoyao and the wild man both staggered backward.

Even Jun Xiaoyao’s arm went numb.

”Fortunately, I have the Daluo Immortal Bone and Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Strength’s support, otherwise the outcome would be uncertain.” Jun Xiaoyao’s gaze was very solemn.

In the depths of this Panwu Mausoleum, within this sealed palace.

How could there be a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body?

And it wasn’t just an ordinary Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

This Desolate Ancient Sacred Body seemed modified, turned into a Fallen Sacred Body after some mutation.

Indeed, it’s a Fallen Sacred Body!

Because the Sacred Body’s blood and energy were radiant and holy golden, whereas the Fallen Sacred Body’s was an ominous dark red.

”This Fallen Sacred Body couldn’t possibly be Emperor Panwu; just what kind of existence is it?”

Jun Xiaoyao was filled with confusion and doubt.