Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

There’s no denying it, the nineteenth layer of Hell Star is very bizarre.

It doesn’t present straightforward danger, yet it subtly drives one to madness.

Next, Jun Xiaoyao seemingly experienced endless cycles of reincarnation.

He was once a spirited young cultivator, only to end up buried on the Emperor’s Road.

He was a youth eager to rejuvenate his family, slaughtered mercilessly on the Emperor’s path.

He even felt the yearning of a devoted woman, stepping upon the Emperor’s road, in pursuit of the celestial pride she admired.

But in the end, she never met the celestial pride, who wasn’t even aware of her existence.

Resentment, hatred, unwillingness!

These negative emotions, like poison, began to taint Jun Xiaoyao’s consciousness.

This is the unwillingness of countless fallen souls who lie on the Emperor’s Road.

Why are some exalted above others?

Why are they mere bones paving the way?

This power of resentment is truly terrifying.

Even the Three Lives Primordial Spirit of Jun Xiaoyao showed signs of turning black.

”Great Sun Buddha!”

Jun Xiaoyao invoked the Sutra of the Present World Buddha, and the Dharma Aspect of the Great Sun Buddha emerged, trying to suppress the evil.

Yet this overwhelming resentment was too terrifying, even beyond the Great Sun Buddha’s suppression power.

”This nineteenth layer of Hell Star is indeed dangerous—no overt killing intent, yet it’s dangerously subtle.”

Jun Xiaoyao sighed.

No matter how powerful one’s cultivation is, against such a mental pollution, they remain fragile and susceptible to breaking.

Jun Xiaoyao felt as if he had reincarnated through hundreds and thousands of lives.

Yet in the outside world, only a little over a month had passed.

Within this month, the celestial prides who ventured into Hell Star had mostly returned.

The entire Hell Star was about to be sealed.

Mu Yuehan, the Golden-Winged Roc King, and the transformed Little Fairy from King of Immortal Marrow had also returned.

Some celestial prides eyed Little Fairy with fervor, yet dared not act rashly.

For this Little Fairy was Jun Xiaoyao’s possession.

Even though no one knew if Jun Xiaoyao could emerge from the nineteenth layer of Hell Star,

having witnessed Jun Xiaoyao’s prowess, nobody would dare test their luck, lest they lose their life carelessly.

”It’s been over a month, and the Jun Family’s Divine Son has yet to come out.”

”Indeed, I’ve heard that the Desolate Heaven Battlefield at the end of the Eighteen Gates of the Emperor’s Road will open soon. Then, celestial prides from all paths will gather to vie for the Seal of Daoist Proof and the title of Emperor’s Road King.”

”The Desolate Heaven Battlefield is the ultimate trial land of the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm Emperor’s Road. With endless opportunities, obtaining the legendary Seal of Daoist Proof means at least becoming a Quasi-Emperor in the future.”

”If the Jun Family’s Divine Son participates, they might not directly win the title of Emperor’s Road King, but they could at least obtain a Seal of Daoist Proof.”

”Yet seeing the current situation, whether the Jun Family’s Divine Son can emerge remains uncertain.”

The celestial prides in the arena discussed.

To secure a Seal of Daoist Proof would be greatly beneficial upon embarking on the Ultimate Ancient Road.

And securing the title of Emperor’s Road King would mean virtually leading the Desolate Celestial Immortal Realm Emperor’s Road, bringing endless glory and honor.

With Jun Xiaoyao’s current display of strength, he is one of the most likely to contend for this honor.

Nonetheless, after over a month, Hell Star has been sealed.

Jun Xiaoyao remains silent.

If not for Jun Xiaoyao’s remarkable previous performance, many might even assume that Jun Xiaoyao is truly doomed.

Yet the situation really is as some people suspected.

Jun Xiaoyao’s condition is indeed not ideal.

He previously emerged unscathed from the Bronze Immortal Hall due to various factors.

The primary reason was the karma with the Bronze Immortal Hall and the Ghost-faced Woman.

He shared an unclear karma with the Ghost-faced Woman.

Due to that connection, Jun Xiaoyao could treat the Bronze Immortal Hall as his home.

Anyone else entering, even a Supreme Venerable, would face annihilation.

But the nineteenth layer of Hell Star is different.

This incredible place has no karmic ties with Jun Xiaoyao.

Which means, Jun Xiaoyao must rely on himself to pass this stage.

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For the outside world, it was merely over a month’s time.

But for Jun Xiaoyao trapped in the nineteenth layer of Hell Star, it felt like going through hundreds and thousands of life’s reincarnations.

He possessed the bodies of countless celestial prides who fell on the Emperor’s Road, every time dying in endless despair.

Once or twice might not seem much.

But when a person experiences such endless despair, a death like an abyss, thousands of times over,

no one can guarantee they wouldn’t go mad.

At least, no other celestial pride, even a Supreme Venerable, could endure longer than Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao’s Invincible Dao Heart has been honed countless times, not easily crumbling.

But even so, facing this unending torment, even Jun Xiaoyao felt somewhat weary.

”An excruciating trial.” Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

His Power of the Primordial Spirit began to wane, layers of dark resentment and sin clinging to his primordial spirit.

Finally, after enduring reincarnation of ten thousand lifetimes, Jun Xiaoyao’s primordial spirit nearly turned pure black.

At that moment, even Jun Xiaoyao sensed imminent defeat.

Just as he prepared for a final desperate gamble,

a fragmented ancient talisman unexpectedly floated forth.

”This is…”

Jun Xiaoyao paused, remembering.

This was the half-broken ancient talisman he seized from Wang Teng at the Bronze Immortal Hall.

Inscribed with the word ”Chaotic,” it held the power to protect the primordial spirit.

Even with Wang Teng’s primordial spirit severed, he could recover through it.

Now, this fragmented ancient talisman once again emitted divine light, like a spark in the darkness.

With the activation of the ancient talisman, Jun Xiaoyao seemingly perceived a majestic figure gradually emerging.

In his ear, a forceful, resolute voice resonated.

”In the first half of my life, I fought a thousand battles, a thousand defeats, not a single victory!”

”After a myriad defeats, I transformed from saint to demon, reversing Yin and Yang, overturning life and death, mastering creation!”

”In the second half of my life, I fought a thousand battles, a thousand victories, never tasting defeat!”

The stirring voice reverberated within Jun Xiaoyao’s consciousness.

The fragmented ancient talisman unleashed boundless divine radiance, illuminating the vast darkness.

Jun Xiaoyao’s consciousness stirred, awakening like a slumbering lion.

These words reminded him of someone, a legend among Emperors.

Chaotic Ancient Emperor!

An Emperor whose life was turbulent, experiencing endless defeats.

He was an anomaly among Emperors.

Unlike other Emperors who dazzled the universe since birth, ensconced in glory,

he rose from insignificance, emerging step by step from the wilderness.

In the first half of his life, he hadn’t a single victory. In the latter half, he knew no defeat.

Jun Xiaoyao had read about the Chaotic Ancient Emperor’s deeds in certain tomes.

Now, with a jolt in his consciousness, he turned to the fragmented ancient talisman.

Noticing the ”Chaotic” character inscribed on it, Jun Xiaoyao finally confirmed.

This fragmented ancient talisman was indeed the Emperor’s Weapon of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor—

the Chaotic Ancient Emperor Talisman!