After the Nine Hundred and Fiftieth step on the Heroic Spirit Altar, each step feels more challenging than all the steps before.

Even an ancient prodigy like Wangchuan can only regretfully halt around the Nine Hundred and Seventy step.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao moves forward without pause.

The further he goes, not only does the pressure intensify, but various Heroic Spirits also manifest to obstruct Jun Xiaoyao.

This kind of trial is historically one that few have overcome, its difficulty being overwhelmingly immense.

In front of such a trial, even ancient prodigies have to concede.

Jun Xiaoyao's eyes remain cold, his visage placid.

The pressure of the Heroic Spirit Altar hardly bothers him.

Yet those Heroic Spirits seem intent on extinguishing his Divine Palace True Spirit, and seizing his flesh body.

And rightly so, if Jun Xiaoyao were a captive Heroic Spirit here, seeing such a perfect body, he too would attempt possession.

Facing their techniques of possession, Jun Xiaoyao's counterattack is straightforward.

He straightforwardly summons the Chaos Divine Mill.

The terrifying Chaos Divine Mill, crushing all heavens.

It's essentially a supreme Soul Attack Technique, severely damaging to these Heroic Spirits.

Regardless of the ancient Heroic Spirits' prowess, under Jun Xiaoyao's crushing Chaos Divine Mill, they can only shatter into void.

Finally, Jun Xiaoyao steps up to the Nine Hundred and Ninety-ninth tier.

As he steps onto the final tier.

A booming resonance erupts.

The entire Heroic Spirit Altar begins to tremble.

Countless Heroic Spirit shadows densely emerge from the surrounding void.

Their number is akin to a swarm of locusts.

Even the ancient prodigy Wangchuan, facing such a terrifying Heroic Spirit attack, might be instantaneously obliterated.

This situation leaves no escape route for Jun Xiaoyao, attempting to completely sever his path forward.

"Brother Xiaoyao!"

Below, Jiang Luoli and others are incomparably tense upon seeing this.

They hold confidence in Jun Xiaoyao.

But presently, the overwhelming manifestation of Heroic Spirits far exceeds what young generation Celestial Prides can contend with.

Each of these Heroic Spirits was once an unparalleled Celestial Pride, an extraordinary being.

At a glance, there are nearly ten thousand Heroic Spirits manifesting simultaneously.

Questioning if anyone in the young generation could withstand the attack from over ten thousand unmatched Celestial Prides?

"Too terrifying, no one can pass this trial." Wangchuan shook his head slightly upon witnessing it.

Honestly, he holds a slight admiration for Jun Xiaoyao.

If he survives, Jun Xiaoyao might be the most dazzling Celestial Pride of this era, without comparison.

"Alas, Brother Xiaoyao is in trouble now. It's a shame, we couldn't even test his limits." Little Demon Immortal also shakes her head regretfully.

In her eyes, Jun Xiaoyao finds it arduous to survive this First Tribulation.

Ji Qingyi glances up, pondering within.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao always seems to create miracles.

The Primordial Heaven Secret Treasure was such, and so was the Celestial Dao Tower.

Thus, before the conclusion is reached, any speculation might be upended.

Facing those tens of thousands of Heroic Spirits, ordinary Celestial Prides might be terrified to the core.

Jun Xiaoyao, however, remains indifferent.

He stomps, and the surrounding void reveals ten thousand Saint shadows.

This is indeed one of the Sacred Body Phenomena of the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, All Saints' Day.

The phenomenon emerges, suppressing heaven and earth.

The void reverberates with a series of explosions.

Numerous Heroic Spirits crumble under this terrifying phenomenon's pressure.

Yet even so, the remaining Heroic Spirits are still plentiful.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao is about to unleash another Extreme Technique.

The sachet he carries suddenly surfaces.

"Hmm? This…" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes reveal surprise.

This sachet was indeed the token leading him into the Ten Realms Rift.

Jun Xiaoyao previously pondered, it should be a relic left by an ancient Proud Daughter of Heaven.

But now, this sachet undergoes a metamorphosis.

A unique energy emerges.

A graceful shadow manifests in the void, standing before Jun Xiaoyao.

Upon seeing this silhouette, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes tremble slightly.

It's not that the silhouette greatly astonishes him.

But…

He's seen this figure before.

This graceful figure is evidently a woman wearing a Ghost Face Mask.

Her jade body is slender and tall, her hair flowing with the breeze.

Her figure, snowy and charming.

This silhouette closely resembles the Ghost-faced Maiden Juliana encountered on the Forty-Ninth Floor of the Celestial Dao Tower.

Only, compared to the Celestial Dao Tower's Ghost-faced Maiden, the woman with the ghost face before him has become even taller, beginning to show traces of an unparalleled elegance.

"It's her again?" Jun Xiaoyao frowns slightly.

How is it that both the Celestial Dao Tower and this Heroic Spirit Altar bear the marks of this Ghost-faced Woman?

"The Other Shore Flower blooms in seven-colored heavens, blossoms into Immortal over a thousand years…"

"Brother, I've waited for you a thousand years in the mortal world, but where are you?"

The Ghost-faced Woman seems to murmur, her gaze beneath the mask falls upon Jun Xiaoyao.

The uncanny thing is, when the Ghost-faced Woman's shadow emerges, the surrounding altar's Heroic Spirits reveal immense fear, scattering away as if avoiding something toxic.

The scene falls into an eerie silence temporarily.

Even Wangchuan and others are somewhat bewildered.

What is going on?

Logically, in such a certain death scenario, there's no chance for reversal.

Yet Jun Xiaoyao unexpectedly gains a sliver of hope.

If Li Daoxuan were alive to see this, he would surely be compelled to roar out.

What does it mean to be a protagonist of heaven, a Child of Destiny?

This is a true protagonist of heaven, a Child of Destiny.

In comparison, these Heaven-defying Children from the Lower Realm hardly measure up, none can truly compare with Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao himself is slightly surprised.

Unexpectedly, his luck is quite favorable.

Manifestly, this sachet indeed belonged to the Ghost-faced Woman.

The Ghost-faced Woman gazes upon Jun Xiaoyao before suddenly approaching, raising her slender hand as if to caress Jun Xiaoyao's cheek.

Yet she remains a phantom, thus directly passing through Jun Xiaoyao's face.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression stays indifferent, unmoved by the Ghost-faced Woman's gesture.

He understands, the Ghost-faced Woman likely mistakes him as her brother.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao also harbors curiosity.

Surely the Ghost-faced Woman's brother couldn't be as handsome as him?

The Ghost-faced Woman sighs, then turns to face the remaining Heroic Spirits.

She emanates a formidable aura, flicking her slender hand.

Within the void, endless Other Shore Flowers bloom.

Scarlet Other Shore Flowers spread throughout the sky.

This scene is both beautiful and eerie.

The Heroic Spirits' faces contort, emitting piercing screams, turning to ash in the Other Shore Flowers.

With a wave, the Ghost-faced Woman clears Jun Xiaoyao's path ahead.

All Heroic Spirits are eradicated, none survive.

Even Jun Xiaoyao is momentarily speechless.

Is the Ghost-faced Woman content to be a tool, aiding him?

Jun Xiaoyao doesn't even need to lift a finger, and the Ghost-faced Woman clears all obstacles for him.

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