At this moment, the five clusters of World Origin within Jun Xiaoyao involuntarily emerged.

In an instant, the Lower Realm Ten Lands Origin circled around Jun Xiaoyao.

Enhancing Jun Xiaoyao, making him seem like a Supreme Divine King, akin to an Immortal Realm Emperor!

At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao appeared as the sole deity in heaven and earth!

The scene before them was deeply engraved in the eyes of everyone present.

Not to mention the Lower Realm Heaven's Chosen, each stood petrified in place, their breathing seemingly halted.

Even Ji Qingyi, the Little Demon Immortal, and other Immortal Great Teaching Saintesses accustomed to grand spectacles, felt a vague sense of suffocation.

Because the aura of Jun Xiaoyao was too transcendent at this moment.

Wangchuan's gaze was more solemn than ever before.

His Invincible Dao Heart was shrouded in shadows.

This was normal.

If anyone were sealed for countless years, upon emerging, they would expect to overwhelm all contemporary Heaven's Chosen.

Yet shortly after emerging, they were struck down; whoever it was, their Dao Heart would be affected, unable to remain calm.

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze swept over Wangchuan, Ji Qingyi, and the Little Demon Immortal.

Wangchuan's expression was extremely guarded, his gaze heavy.

Ji Qingyi sighed lightly, ceasing her battle with Jiang Luoli, indicating her stance.

As for the Little Demon Immortal, she too decided not to make a move.

Jun Xiaoyao was stronger and more demonically gifted than she had imagined.

"Brother Xiaoyao, I haven't offended you too much, please don't strike me. I'm still young, my body is frail, I can't endure fierce damage," the Little Demon Immortal pleaded weakly, blinking.

Jiang Luoli cast a sharp glance at the Little Demon Immortal.

Why did these words seem odd?

Seeing Jiang Luoli glaring at her, the Little Demon Immortal flashed a mischievous smirk, glaring back at Jiang Luoli.

The two young girls glared at each other, neither liking the other.

Jun Xiaoyao ignored the Little Demon Immortal and looked at Wangchuan.

The only one present harboring hostility toward him was likely Wangchuan.

Wangchuan unconsciously stepped back two paces, his expression extremely guarded, his face as calm as water.

Though he greatly desired the Ten Realms Origin on Jun Xiaoyao, he knew it wasn't a realistic expectation.

Even if he returned to peak condition, subduing Jun Xiaoyao would certainly not be an easy task.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flickered; he indeed wished to resolve Wangchuan once and for all.

At that moment, the Heroic Spirit Altar in the distance began to undergo some change, seemingly due to the simultaneous manifestation of the Ten Realms Origin.

An unusual aura emerged.

"The Heroic Spirit Altar has changed," Jun Xiaoyao muttered.

He decisively rushed toward the Heroic Spirit Altar.

The Heroic Spirit Altar was the most important matter; dealing with Wangchuan seemed less urgent in comparison, considering Wangchuan could hardly create a splash.

Moreover, don't forget, Jun Xiaoyao had the opportunity to sign at the Heroic Spirit Altar.

Seeing Jun Xiaoyao rushing toward the Heroic Spirit Altar, Yi Yu, Yan Qingying, and Jiang Luoli followed closely.

Ji Qingyi hesitated briefly, but ultimately transformed into a teal light, rushing over.

The Little Demon Immortal's eyes rolled; she gestured toward Wangchuan and also headed for the Heroic Spirit Altar.

Wangchuan hesitated, but he slumbered in the Lower Realm for this greatest opportunity.

He couldn't possibly abandon it.

Resolving himself, Wangchuan too hurried over.

Then, the surrounding Heaven's Chosen all swarmed toward the Heroic Spirit Altar.

Only upon nearing the Heroic Spirit Altar did Jun Xiaoyao realize.

How ancient and grand this altar truly was.

From afar, it resembled Ancient Peaks, towering and majestic, shrouded in primordial, ancient breath.

Most shocking was the endless array of stark white bones covering the altar.

Even after all these years, the bones remained as hard as iron.

Some bones were as warm as jade, others emitted a golden shine.

Clearly, those bones in life must have belonged to extraordinarily strong heroes with special physiques.

Yet they all fell on the Heroic Spirit Altar.

It's evident this is a land of opportunity, yet also a burial ground.

Jun Xiaoyao stood with folded arms, quietly lamenting: "Time cuts down Heaven's Chosen, sighing beauty on the path to longevity; if one doesn't prove the Dao to become Emperor, they become mere bones."

Heroes throughout history are now but subjects of laughter.

This Heroic Spirit Altar is merely a microcosm.

Compared to here, the Emperor's Road is far more brutal.

That's the true path paved with bones where only truly unmatched Heaven's Chosen can walk to the end.

Hearing Jun Xiaoyao's lament, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, and others felt touched.

Jun Xiaoyao did not hesitate and directly stepped onto the Heroic Spirit Altar.

As he stepped onto the first tier, the entire altar was swept by storm, as if countless Ancient Heroes' shadows emerged, manifesting various scenes.

The aura here became particularly unique, with endless demonic sounds piercing the ears, disturbing one's mind.

Jun Xiaoyao remained unaffected, maintaining inner unity as he began ascending the altar.

With his steps, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, and Yan Qingying also ascended.

They saw Jun Xiaoyao stepping up and thought it wasn't difficult.

Yet, when they truly stepped on, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, and others were shocked.

The terrifying pressure nearly drove them to their knees.

Meanwhile, there were countless Ancient Heroes' shadows interfering, with demonic sounds piercing the ear, unsettling their minds.

"Is it this terrifying?" Jiang Luoli's young face turned slightly pale.

She quickly invoked her Primordial Spirit Dao Body, feeling slightly better.

Yet, this further highlighted Jun Xiaoyao's unparalleled transcendence.

But seeing Jun Xiaoyao stepping up the altar, slow but steady, maintaining his pace.

"Is it really that exaggerated?"

Seeing Jiang Luoli and Yi Yu's reactions, the Little Demon Immortal murmured.

Defiant, she stepped onto the altar.

As she took a step, her pure, charming face instantly changed.

Stumbling, she nearly fell flat on her face.

Seeing the Little Demon Immortal's reaction, Ji Qingyi and Wangchuan were prepared in advance.

But upon stepping up, they couldn't help but change expression.

This was only the initial step onto the Heroic Spirit Altar, yet such terrifying pressure exists.

It's hard to imagine how overwhelming the pressure will become later.

Ji Qingyi's eyes once more focused on the determined and calm Jun Xiaoyao.

Sometimes, the gap between people is reflected here.

"Jun Xiaoyao, in this world, is there anything that can challenge you, make you moved?" Ji Qingyi inwardly sighed.

Being in the same era as an unmatched Heaven's Chosen like Jun Xiaoyao is both fortunate and sorrowful.

Fortunate to witness, firsthand, the birth of a living legend.

Sorrowful because the Heaven's Chosen of this era will forever live in the shadow of legend, like inconspicuous stars beside the sun.

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