Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Chapter 146: Chapter 146: Gathering of Celestial Pride, Ascending the Celestial Ladder, Ringing the Ancient Bell, Crossing the Dragon Gate

The Holy Spirit Academy, located right in the center of Holy Spirit City.

From a distance, it looks very magnificent and majestic.

The pavilions stretch endlessly, with clouds steaming and colorful mist rising, creating an extraordinary spectacle.

There are waterfalls and flowing springs, with spirit mountains standing tall, resplendent and grand, unparalleled.

At first glance, it doesn’t even look like an academy, but rather a secluded paradise.

”Tsk, tsk, it’s indeed one of the academies with the longest legacy in the Immortal Realm, it truly looks extraordinary.”

Many celestial prides visiting the academy for the first time couldn’t help but marvel.

”Indeed, I’ve heard that the founder of this academy is a Holy Spirit from long ago,” said another celestial pride.

Holy Spirits are beings that prove themselves in unique ways.

Materials like Dragon Pattern Black Gold, Divine Trace Purple Gold, over long periods and soaked in Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, can gradually transform into Holy Spirits, sometimes even developing flesh and blood.

For example, in the Celestial Dao Tower’s fiftieth floor, there’s rumored to be a remnant of a Reincarnation Saint Spirit.

The true form of that Reincarnation Saint Spirit is the Reincarnation Dao Gold.

In addition, various Heaven and Earth Divine Stones might also transform into Holy Spirits.

A Great Success Emperor Dao Saint Spirit is a supreme being, comparable to the great emperors and ancient emperors.

Upon hearing the visiting celestial prides praise the Holy Spirit Academy, the academy disciples felt immensely pleased.

”But it’s a pity it still whimpered before the Jun Family.”

”Yeah, I’ve heard there was a group of academy disciples trying to intimidate the Jun Family’s Divine Son, but ended up making a fool of themselves.”

Some celestial prides laughed while discussing these embarrassments.

The faces of the academy’s disciples turned awkward right away.

However, at this moment, three exceptionally composed figures appeared at the academy’s gate.

”Look, it’s the Holy Spirit Academy’s two Saint Heirs and one Saintess.”

”That one is the Yin Yang Saint Son from the Yin Yang Sect, along with Prince Xia Lan of the Great Xia Dynasty, and Hua Xiqing, the Saintess of the Hundred Flowers Daoist Palace.”

The Yin Yang Sect, the Great Xia Dynasty, and the Hundred Flowers Daoist Palace, although not immortal influences, are top-tier powers just below immortal influences.

”Could it be that these three also want to intimidate the Jun Family’s Divine Son?” Some celestial prides whispered among themselves.

With his hands behind his back, the Yin Yang Saint Son said solemnly, ”I want to see if Jun Xiaoyao can pass the three challenges.”

”Passing might not be a big issue, but it’s all about how he performs,” Hua Xiqing said while tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

”Hua Xiqing, don’t forget that brother Ji Xuan was crippled by Jun Xiaoyao, you better not betray the enemy,” Xia Lan said with a raised eyebrow.

Since returning from the Martial Arts Assembly, Hua Xiqing often seemed lost in thought.

”Of course not, I’m just speaking the truth,” Hua Xiqing said with a slight smile, pursing her lips.

At this moment, a piercing sound broke through the air, and a dazzling golden-winged roc appeared across the sky.

It was none other than the Golden-Winged Roc King.

He landed, a flash of gold, transforming into human form, handsome and mighty, with golden hair flowing and eyes sharp as blades.

The surrounding celestial prides were intimidated, hurriedly stepping aside.

The Golden-Winged Roc King’s temper wasn’t particularly pleasant.

Then, Ye Xingyun also arrived. Though he wasn’t as flamboyant as the Golden-Winged Roc King, being a celestial pride from an ancient desolate family drew attention from all directions.

After that, the sound of Buddhist chanting echoed, and a bald, handsome monk arrived with a throng of followers.

”Could he be from Little Western Heaven?”

”Indeed, it’s the Buddha’s Son, Fa Hai, from Little Western Heaven!”

Some knowledgeable celestial prides exclaimed in awe upon seeing him.

Little Western Heaven is a mysterious and low-key yet powerful Daoist lineage, with an enduring legacy, never broken.

They are so low-key that the Immortal Realm almost forgets about their existence.

Yet, this very status is the most terrifying.

Because no one knows exactly how deep the heritage of Little Western Heaven truly is.

”Even the Buddha’s Son from Little Western Heaven has emerged; the era of great competition is truly beginning,” many cultivators sighed.

Fa Hai glanced at the Golden-Winged Roc King, hesitated slightly, yet didn’t act rashly.

Originally, he wanted to convert a mount but found that the Golden-Winged Roc King seemed difficult to deal with.

Though he wasn’t afraid, he had to prepare for the Celestial Dao Tower.

The Golden-Winged Roc King, too, saw Fa Hai and snorted, saying nothing.

He had a significant aversion to Little Western Heaven.

After all, in the past, there was a Great Roc ancestor who was converted by a Living Buddha of Little Western Heaven to become a Dharma Protector.

”It’s said that to enter the Holy Spirit Academy, one must pass three challenges. Let me have a try,” the Golden-Winged Roc King took a step forward, waving his hand.

At this time, deep within the academy, a long staircase began to extend from the void, a total of ninety-nine steps.

Each step was engraved with endless runes.

”There it is, the first challenge: climb the Celestial Ladder!”

The Celestial Ladder, with ninety-nine levels, for the most part, passing halfway is considered excellent.

If one can climb over eighty steps, it’s considered top-tier.

As for reaching over ninety levels, that’s deemed an absolute young venerable.

The ninety-nine-level record was only broken by ancient heroes in bygone days.

Jin Lie unhesitatingly began the challenge.

He proceeded without pause, taking dozens of steps, shaking the celestial prides in all directions.

It wasn’t until about seventy steps did he feel the pressure, as if carrying a mountain on his shoulders.

Finally, Jin Lie stopped at the eighty-ninth step.

The Celestial Ladder faded into the void.

Jin snorted, obviously not very satisfied.

Following was the second challenge, ringing the Ancient Bell eighteen times.

This Ancient Bell was like a small hill, simple and heavy, bearing the marks of time.

Additionally, this Ancient Bell had a special ability to dissolve mana and power fluctuations.

Thus, making it ring was extremely difficult.

Eighteen rings was the highest record.

Jin Lie acted, throwing a punch imbued with overwhelming mana.

It was the top-notch magic technique of the Great Roc lineage, the Golden Profound Divine Technique.

Bong! Bong! Bong...

A series of deep and heavy bell chimes spread throughout Holy Spirit City.

Countless figures gathered around the academy, watching in reverence.

Ultimately, the Ancient Bell rang fifteen times, already incredible.

The expressions of the Yin Yang Saint Son and others shifted slightly.

Even they might be slightly inferior.

The final challenge was the Dragon Gate.

It was a radiant and crystalline lake, with a Dragon Gate visible on the opposite shore.

Within the lake, several Golden-Horned Flood Dragons, possessing some bloodlines of the Dragon Race, circled within the waters.

”Those are... Golden-Horned Flood Dragons with traces of Dragon Race bloodline!” Many celestial prides eager to attempt the challenge felt their courage falter.

For young celestial prides to cross this lake was like ascending to the heavens.

”No wonder it’s called the Dragon Gate, truly not for the ordinary,” one celestial pride thought with dread, immediately quelling their urge to challenge.

Jin Lie took a deep breath, his golden wings fluttering as he utilized Dapeng Extreme Speed, like a golden lightning bolt.

Immediately, the surface of the lake surged as numerous Golden-Horned Flood Dragons rose to the sky, their horns releasing mana, blocking Jin Lie.

Rumble!

After a fierce battle, Jin Lie relied on his speed, sustaining only minor injuries, successfully passing through the Dragon Gate.

”Too powerful!”

The many cultivators present watched, dumbfounded.

Was this the strength of the Jialou Sacred Mountain’s number one celestial pride of the younger generation?

A rare smile appeared on Jin Lie’s lips.

His performance was exceptionally outstanding.

Subsequently, Ye Xingyun, Fa Hai, and others also attempted the challenges, causing waves of astonishment and displaying excellent performances.

”I wonder how the Jun Family’s Divine Son will fare?”

”Will he break the records?”

All the cultivators present suddenly grew curious.

If the unrivaled, supreme talent of the Jun Family’s Divine Son attempts the challenges, how will he perform, could he compare to those ancient heroes?