Sacred Body of the Immortals

Silence!

An extreme silence!

Clearly, there were hundreds of thousands of cultivators gathered in this place.

Yet not a single person made a sound.

Everyone was in a daze, looking up at the figure that suppressed the ages.

"Is that person... a celestial?" a cultivator trembled, feeling a shock that resonated with his very soul!

"No, it feels even more terrifying than a celestial. Even celestial beings would have to kneel before that figure!" another elder from a powerful faction shivered.

Terrifying!

Too terrifying!

"How could this be..."

Even Ji Qingyi, with her calm demeanor, couldn't help but feel a moment of astonishment.

When the celestial phenomenon appeared behind her, all the outstanding talents around were affected.

But now, as Jun Xiaoyao's phenomenon emerged, the phenomena of all the talents shattered, some kneeling in submission.

Even the celestial-like figure behind her lay prostrate on the ground, trembling.

It was simply unbelievable!

The grand elder of the academy was utterly astonished, his body chilled to the bone.

He suddenly felt that the decisions made by the principal and others were indeed very wise.

Jun Xiaoyao was too monstrous, too terrifying.

If the Holy Spirit Academy opposed him, they would likely face dire consequences in the future.

Thinking of this, the grand elder's resentment subsided.

As for the Yin-Yang Holy Son and Xia Lan, the phenomena behind them had long since shattered.

Even they were pressed to the ground by that overwhelming pressure, losing all dignity.

They were thoroughly frightened and no longer dared to provoke Jun Xiaoyao in the slightest.

"Indeed, my lord will surely be unparalleled in ancient and modern times!" Jun Linglong's eyes sparkled with excitement.

Her Seven Apertures Linglong Heart had once predicted a glimpse of the future.

A figure in white, with their back to the world, as billions of beings chanted the name of the Heavenly Emperor!

Now, this emerging scene made her even more certain!

"My choice was not wrong." Jun Linglong was delighted, her eyes revealing fervent admiration.

This was the lord she followed, a being who would one day suppress the heavens and the earth, and all realms!

The hundreds of thousands of cultivators around were shocked and in awe.

Not to mention others, even Jun Xiaoyao himself was slightly taken aback.

Because that white-clad figure only had a back view, no one knew what he truly looked like.

"Could it really be my future self?" Jun Xiaoyao wondered.

But he didn't care.

His fate was in his own hands.

He would not be bound by any framework.

Even if that figure with its back to the world was indeed him, Jun Xiaoyao would break through his own limits and transcend above the peak!

"Enter the Heavenly Dao Tower." Jun Xiaoyao glanced around and saw that the surrounding talents had not moved, each bearing immense pressure.

Jun Xiaoyao stepped directly into the Heavenly Dao Tower.

Then, that terrifying white-clad figure slowly dissipated.

All the talents breathed a sigh of relief.

"How could this happen?" Fa Hai was unable to remain calm, trembling all over.

He questioned himself; after closing himself off in the Little Western Heaven for so long, he thought he could at least rank among the top after coming down.

But what happened?

He encountered a Waterloo as soon as he stepped out, unable to lift his head.

"Damn it..." Fa Hai's eyes glimmered with a hint of bloodlust.

Jealousy, anger, unwillingness, resentment—various emotions churned within him.

If someone from the Little Western Heaven were present, they would surely be shocked.

This was the heart of a demon beneath the guise of a Buddha!

"No way, I refuse to believe this!" the Golden-Winged Roc King gasped for breath.

He was competitive by nature and believed he was not inferior to anyone.

But now, he felt a bit shaken in his resolve due to Jun Xiaoyao's impact.

"Jun Xiaoyao, who exactly are you? Are you perhaps the reincarnation of a great emperor or a true celestial?" Ji Qingyi sighed deeply.

Even someone as transcendent as her felt a slight blow.

However, she quickly regained her composure.

After all, she was the saintess of the Human Celestial Sect and wouldn't lose her resolve so easily.

Afterward, these talents also entered the Heavenly Dao Tower one by one.

"Do you think the Jun family's divine son can break the record?"

"There's a possibility; the Jun family's divine son is the most likely to reach the forty-ninth level."

"Is there a chance he could reach the legendary fiftieth level?"

"Is that even possible? Even ancient heroes couldn't reach the fiftieth level."

"Exactly, the number of Da Yan is forty-nine; it's said that the fiftieth level is simply impossible to reach."

Many cultivators were excitedly discussing.

They believed that today might witness a true miracle!

Inside the Heavenly Dao Tower, Jun Xiaoyao entered the first level.

Looking around, the entire first level was a special space.

"Just as I thought, every person entering the Heavenly Dao Tower is automatically assigned to an independent space for their trial," Jun Xiaoyao pondered.

At that moment, ten puppets suddenly appeared before him.

Each puppet possessed the cultivation of a perfected Dao Integration realm.

Keep in mind, this was only the first level.

"Hehe, it seems that those who cannot challenge beyond their level find it difficult to pass even the first level," Jun Xiaoyao chuckled lightly.

For some young supremes and unparalleled talents, fighting beyond one's level was basic operation.

Jun Xiaoyao had already killed Nirvana realm experts when he was attacked by the Underworld Heaven.

As for how many levels he could challenge now, Jun Xiaoyao himself was not quite sure.

With a casual wave, his immense power surged.

The ten Dao Integration puppets were shattered one by one.

Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward, advancing to the second level.

Soon, he passed the second level as well.

Next was the third level.

What was a very difficult trial for other talents was simply effortless for Jun Xiaoyao.

"This..."

Outside, all the cultivators were in a daze.

Every cultivator entering the Heavenly Dao Tower would have their name displayed outside, indicating which level they were on.

As they watched Jun Xiaoyao's name shoot up like a rocket, all the cultivators felt their breaths quicken.

So fast!

Although sometimes, a man shouldn't be too fast.

But now, clearly, the faster, the better.

And Jun Xiaoyao's speed had far surpassed that of the other talents.

Ji Qingyi, Jun Lingcang, the Golden-Winged Roc King, Fa Hai, and others were not slow either.

But compared to Jun Xiaoyao, they were still overshadowed.

Ten levels!

Twenty levels!

Thirty levels!

Jun Xiaoyao pushed through effortlessly, and upon reaching each level, he didn't even glance at the trials within.

He simply thrust out a palm, breaking through all obstacles, and continued to the next level.

He didn't even care about the opportunities on each level.

What mattered to him was the top level, the chance of the Reincarnation Holy Spirit.

It wasn't until the thirty-fifth level that Jun Xiaoyao's pace slightly slowed.

Because at this point, the trials were no longer ordinary.

Surrounding arrays began to restrict and suppress Jun Xiaoyao's power, physical strength, and so on.

He felt as if he was being suppressed on all fronts.

Opposite him, a hazy radiance manifested, revealing an ancient figure.

"Hmm? Is this an ancient hero who left a mark within the Heavenly Dao Tower?" Jun Xiaoyao observed.