Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Beginning

Chapter 751: Chapter 749: Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven, the 999th Floor, the Reappearance of the Ghost Mask

In her view, if there is anyone among the prodigies present who might reach above the nine hundredth level,

it would undoubtedly be Qin Wudao alone.

Because he possesses half of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor Talisman, he is considered the Chaos Ancient Inheritor.

His own strength is also extremely formidable.

But now, there are two light spots above the nine hundredth level.

”Who is the other light spot that almost matches Qin Wudao’s pace?” Yu Yun Shang was truly astonished.

At this moment, a prodigy below hesitated and spoke, ”Princess Yun Shang, you might be mistaken.”

”Mistaken, what do you mean?” Yu Yun Shang asked, puzzled.

”If I’m not wrong, the light spot below belongs to the Divine Son Qin.” That prodigy said.

”What?” Yu Yun Shang raised her delicate eyebrows, even more surprised.

Qin Wudao was actually the one lower?

”Princess Yun Shang, you may not know, but after you entered the Chaotic Ancient Tower, someone else arrived.”

”Who?” Yu Yun Shang inquired.

”The Jun Family’s Divine Son, Jun Xiaoyao.” The prodigy swallowed and said.

”Jun Xiaoyao?” Upon hearing this, Yu Yun Shang’s delicate body trembled, extremely unexpected.

”The Jun Family’s Divine Son...” Brahma Heaven’s expression also stirred, unable to remain calm.

He had witnessed the power of Jun Xiaoyao with his own eyes.

At the Tai’e Temple, Jun Xiaoyao was already overwhelmingly strong.

Now, after such a long time, to what extent would Jun Xiaoyao’s strength have increased?

Brahma Heaven couldn’t even begin to imagine!

”Jun Xiaoyao, it really is him...” Yu Yun Shang seemed a bit lost.

Even without deliberately inquiring about Jun Xiaoyao’s deeds, news about him often reached her ears.

Most importantly, her most admired brother, the Feather Transformation King, once said a single sentence.

A glance across the Ultimate Ancient Road reveals that those qualified to battle with me are no more than ten fingers.

And the only one who might defeat me is the Jun Family’s Divine Son!

At that time, Yu Yun Shang heard this and was somewhat indifferent.

In her opinion, her brother was being modest.

The Feather Transformation King had never tasted defeat since birth.

No matter how strong Jun Xiaoyao was, saying he could defeat her brother seemed a bit exaggerated.

Of course, Yu Yun Shang also did not think Jun Xiaoyao was weak.

”Just in time, as this Princess is eager to see, whether the Jun Family’s Divine Son, adept at creating miracles, can transform the impossible into possible once more today.” Yu Yun Shang rested her jade-like hands on her waist, waiting.

Throughout history, the Chaotic Ancient Tower hasn’t opened just once.

But no one has ever reached the thousandth level.

A few have reached beyond the nine hundred and ninety levels.

She was very curious about this person who had created countless miracles, known to all on the Ultimate Ancient Road, and whom even her brother feared immensely. Just how much true skill did he possess?

”Also, I’ve heard this Jun Family’s Divine Son has a visage akin to a celestial being, able to instantly captivate the hearts of any woman. This Princess is curious indeed.” Yu Yun Shang murmured.

Her brother, the Feather Transformation King, with silvery locks and unmatched beauty, was the dream male god of countless princesses and noble women in the Yuhua Divine Dynasty.

In Yu Yun Shang’s eyes, her brother was the most perfect male god.

Finding a man more perfect than her brother was nearly impossible.

At least, Yu Yun Shang hadn’t yet discovered anyone among the younger generation whose charm surpassed her brother’s.

”By the way, monk, haven’t you seen that Jun Xiaoyao?” Yu Yun Shang glanced at Brahma Heaven.

Brahma Heaven was silent for a moment, then said, ”If I, a monk, were a nun, after meeting the Jun Family’s Divine Son, I would choose to return to secular life.”

”Uh... really?” Yu Yun Shang’s forehead creased with black lines, her lips twitching slightly.

Her curiosity was piquing more and more.

Within the Chaotic Ancient Tower, Qin Wudao naturally did not know that Jun Xiaoyao had already arrived and was ahead of him.

”Nine hundred levels, it should be only I who have reached this far; however, this is not the limit.” Qin Wudao’s eyes blazed.

If he could obtain the Chaotic Ancient inheritance, he, Qin Wudao, would emerge completely, becoming one of those standing at the pinnacle.

Qin Wudao continued to traverse the tower.

He did not know that someone had already stepped on his head, leaving him behind.

Beyond the ninth hundredth level of the Chaotic Ancient Tower,

even someone as strong as Jun Xiaoyao couldn’t crush his enemies with just a wisp of aura like before.

As he reached the later stages, the enemies of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor became even more terrifying, giants of the fiercely competitive world.

Of course, for Jun Xiaoyao, it was just a bit more troublesome.

The nine hundred and ninetieth level.

Jun Xiaoyao faced a forbidden young member of the Dragon Race as his opponent.

”True Dragon Young?” Jun Xiaoyao was surprised.

The young Chaotic Ancient Emperor had once competed with a True Dragon Youngster.

Of course, that time, the Chaotic Ancient Emperor still lost, ended very miserably, almost perishing.

”The Chaotic Ancient Emperor, no matter his strength among the emperors, had unparalleled life-saving capabilities.” Jun Xiaoyao lamented.

He also understood why the Chaotic Ancient Emperor Talisman had such strong primordial spirit protection abilities.

It was a life-saving treasure refined by the Chaotic Ancient Emperor.

Jun Xiaoyao fought the True Dragon Youngster barehanded, ultimately tearing it apart.

As for Qin Wudao, he was even slower, consuming quite some time.

Finally, on the nine hundred and ninety-eighth level, both Jun Xiaoyao and Qin Wudao encountered immense resistance.

Because this time, their opponents were not one person but seven people.

Those seven, like gods and demons, absorbed the Sun and Moon Radiance and Cosmic Essence, so powerful they could crush an ancient star.

”The Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven...” Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes showed a hint of solemnity.

These were definitely among the strongest enemies faced by the young Chaotic Ancient Emperor.

Once forcing the Chaotic Ancient Emperor to flee to another star domain.

These seven had the demeanor of emperors!

Even Jun Xiaoyao, when dealing with these seven, consumed some time.

As for Qin Wudao, he was even more beleaguered, continuously retreating under the siege of the seven.

”No, I must retrace the path of the young Chaotic Ancient Emperor, I, Qin Wudao, am not weaker than others!” Qin Wudao roared, showcasing the Qin Family’s powerful divine skill.

Jun Xiaoyao, despite facing resistance, remained relatively composed.

”All Heavens Wheel of Life and Death!”

Jun Xiaoyao, one hand mastering life, the other death, life and death intertwined and rotated, as if grasping the Creation of Life and Death in All Heavens.

Life and death immortal aura entwined around him.

As strong as the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven were, under the powerful suppression of Jun Xiaoyao, their bodies one by one shattered.

Jun Xiaoyao, a forbidden existence that even the heavens fear.

The Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven, though mortal enemies of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor, were not enough to suppress Jun Xiaoyao.

Ultimately, Jun Xiaoyao forcefully obliterated these seven figures.

The nine hundred and ninety-eighth level, cleared!

In front of Jun Xiaoyao, everything turned blurry, and he was transported to the next level.

Actually, Jun Xiaoyao was also highly curious.

According to some historical records, the greatest adversary of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor in the first half of his life was the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven.

But the Chaotic Ancient Tower still had two more levels left.

What kind of existence would the opponents on these two levels be?

Jun Xiaoyao’s interest was piqued.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao speculated in his mind, he arrived at the nine hundred and ninety-ninth level of the Chaotic Ancient Tower.

This level, misty and shrouded, felt like an ancient place.

”Huh, what is this place...” Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes revealed surprise.

This environment seemed like a place of ancient opportunities.

However, according to some historical records, the fortune of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor was indeed significant, otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to rise again.

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao saw a nebulous figure ahead.

The peerless celestial form stood proudly at the center of the cosmos.

Three thousand strands of blue silk flowed down; each silk strand seemed to stretch into endless space-time.

She seemed ready to ascend to immortality at any moment.

So beautiful it felt unreal.

But what made Jun Xiaoyao’s pupils tremble wasn’t the woman’s presence itself.

It was the ghost face mask she wore, neither crying nor smiling.

Only her eyes emitted an ancient, withered aura.

As if a female immortal walked out from the scrolls of ancient history.

As Jun Xiaoyao reached this level,

that woman’s gaze also fell on him.

It was as if it had traversed an ancient river of time, watching him from the past.

Jun Xiaoyao’s body shook.

For a moment, he even had an illusion.

It seemed this ghost-faced woman was not just an imprint left by the Chaotic Ancient Emperor in the tower.

But was truly, firmly standing in the past, gazing at him through the river of time.