Sacred Body of the Immortals

"So it's the Divine Son." Contrary to everyone's expectations, the Grand Elder of the academy showed no anger. Instead, he revealed an awkward smile that looked worse than crying and gave a slight bow to Jun Xiaoyao.

Earlier, he had been repeatedly warned by the academy's Principal and Vice Principal to avoid provoking the Jun family's Divine Son at all costs, treating him like a plague god to be avoided. But now, seeing the two injured Sacred Sons, the Grand Elder had no choice but to step forward.

Seeing such a powerful Sacred Lord being so courteous to Jun Xiaoyao, the cultivators from various factions couldn't help but sigh in amazement.

"Grand Elder..." The Yin-Yang Sacred Son and others turned pale. They had just been relieved that the Grand Elder would uphold justice for them, but it turned out he was even more submissive.

"Very well, let's treat this as entertainment," Jun Xiaoyao said as he began ascending the ninety-nine-step celestial stairway.

When others like the Golden-Winged Peng Prince attempted these three trials, they were extremely cautious, as one misstep could lead to failure. However, Jun Xiaoyao maintained a relaxed and composed demeanor, as if taking a casual stroll.

Countless cultivators focused their attention on him, not wanting to miss a single moment. They had been curious whether the unparalleled genius Jun Xiaoyao could break the records set by ancient heroes, and now they would finally have their answer.

Hua Xiqing's clear eyes followed that white-robed figure without blinking. Compared to the two Sacred Sons, she as a Sacred Maiden had wisely avoided getting involved.

Jun Xiaoyao's white robes fluttered as he ascended like an immortal descending from heaven. His pace never slowed, even after reaching the seventieth step where the pressure increased dramatically, feeling like a mountain pressing down. For Jun Xiaoyao, who possessed the Ancient Sacred Body and practiced the Divine Elephant Subduing Technique, this pressure was child's play.

Without question, Jun Xiaoyao directly broke through ninety steps.

"He really reached the ninetieth step!" many cultivators exclaimed, though not surprised. Jun Xiaoyao's strength was undoubted, and reaching ninety steps seemed normal. However, the steps after ninety would be truly challenging.

"After the ninetieth step, each step has more than ten times the pressure of the previous ones. Divine Son Jun, can you make it through?" the Grand Elder secretly wondered. Truthfully, he did want to see Jun Xiaoyao struggle, as this Divine Son's overwhelming presence had caused the Spirit Academy to lose face.

However, reality would disappoint the Grand Elder. Divine light emanated from Jun Xiaoyao's body as he advanced like a white-robed divine king. Each step shook space itself like beating war drums.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Jun Xiaoyao took nine steps in one breath. These most difficult nine steps were conquered in one go!

Shock! Stupefaction! Disbelief!

All the Spirit Academy disciples, supervisors, and even the Grand Elder were dumbfounded. As members of the academy, they knew best how difficult these ninety-nine steps were. Yet Jun Xiaoyao had easily reached the top!

Light rain fell from the sky, auspicious beasts appeared, and images of ancient heroes flickered, as if paying homage to Jun Xiaoyao.

The Golden-Winged Peng Prince's expression froze. Ye Xunyun couldn't help but take a deep breath. The Small Western Heaven Buddhist Disciple's face became rigid. The record they couldn't break was easily shattered by Jun Xiaoyao, and he made it look effortless.

"Next trial," Jun Xiaoyao continued without pause, heading to the second trial.

The second trial involved ringing an ancient bell. Previously, even the Golden-Winged Peng Prince only managed fifteen rings.

"I think the Jun family's Divine Son might reach the record of eighteen rings!" one genius called out excitedly. They were witnessing a miracle!

Some cultivators' eyes flickered, also guessing that Jun Xiaoyao might break the record and reach eighteen rings.

Jun Xiaoyao directly activated the Divine Elephant Subduing Technique and threw a punch! Nine million elephant particles plus one million dragon-elephant particles, totaling nineteen billion jin of divine power, burst forth from his fist. Images of dragons and elephants accompanied this punch, both representing the ultimate in strength. Jun Xiaoyao was the embodiment of this supreme power!

Dong...

Jun Xiaoyao's fist struck the ancient bell, producing a deep sound. Everyone held their breath, waiting for more rings. But there were none... After one ring, the bell fell silent.

"What happened?" Many were confused and dumbfounded. How could there be only one ring? This was completely different from their expectations.

"Impossible, even if it's the Jun family's Divine Son, he couldn't have only made the bell ring once!"

The genius who had predicted Jun Xiaoyao would break the record couldn't help but comment.

The Yin-Yang Sacred Son and Xia Lan, though unclear about the reason, couldn't help but show mocking expressions. However, the Golden-Winged Peng Prince, Ye Xunyun, and others felt something was amiss.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained calm as he withdrew his fist.

"Third trial..." He headed directly to the third trial area without explanation, leaving only his back view to the crowd.

Just as everyone was extremely confused, crack... A faint breaking sound emerged.

A crack appeared on the ancient bell. This triggered a chain reaction, with continuous cracking sounds. The entire ancient bell shattered into countless pieces before everyone's shocked eyes!

At this moment, the entire world seemed to fall silent!

The mocking smiles on the faces of the Yin-Yang Sacred Son and Xia Lan froze, looking quite ridiculous.

Even the Sacred Lord level Grand Elder felt his scalp tingle.

The ancient bell had shattered!

When people looked at Jun Xiaoyao's retreating figure now, it was like gazing upon a deity!

"The Jun family's Divine Son is truly divine, born to be an emperor!" a genius couldn't help but shout excitedly.

Jun Linglong, Wu Mingyue, Jun Zhangjian, Yi Yu, and others showed unprecedented worship in their expressions.

Even Hua Xiqing's eyes sparkled with unusual brilliance. All the geniuses she had seen before couldn't compare to even a finger of Jun Xiaoyao.

As for the Yin-Yang Sacred Son and Xia Lan? They couldn't even withstand one move from Jun Xiaoyao's followers.

The entire Spirit Academy was boiling with excitement. Many cultivators followed Jun Xiaoyao to watch his final trial, the Dragon Gate Leap.

At this time, the Grand Elder suddenly slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "This is bad, it's dangerous!"

He wasn't referring to Jun Xiaoyao, but to the golden-horned flood dragons he had raised in the lake.

Those were his pets!

However, by the time the Grand Elder came to his senses, exclamations had already erupted from the Dragon Gate area.

Jun Xiaoyao had thrown a punch, and a golden divine elephant image crashed into the lake, instantly killing all the golden-horned flood dragons.

Not one survived!

"Damn it!" The Grand Elder screamed to the sky with his duck-like voice, cursing with red eyes, his heart bleeding. Those were his precious pets that he had carefully nurtured, and Jun Xiaoyao had killed them all!