The Celestial Dao Tower has a total of fifty floors.
However, it’s rumored that no one can set foot on the fiftieth floor.
It’s said to be the resting place of the Reincarnation Saint Spirit.
Since ancient tis, the forty-ninth floor has been the highest floor of the Celestial Dao Tower.
And in the Near Ancient Tis, Jun Xiaoyao was the only Celestial Pride to set foot on the forty-ninth floor of the tower.
Whether he can fully conquer it or not, just being able to step up to this level is already a miracle, destined to be recorded in history.
"The forty-ninth floor!"
The outside world went wild, countless cultivators were imnsely shocked, feeling that they were witnessing a scene that would go down in history.
The Great Elder of the academy even had a shudder in his heart.
Even though he is a Saint Master, he was deeply shocked at that mont.
At this ti, a transmission suddenly ca from the depths of the Holy Spirit Academy, reaching the ears of the Great Elder.
The voice was from the Head of the Holy Spirit Academy.
After hearing it, the Great Elder’s face was filled with bewildernt: "What, is it truly to be so?"
The Great Elder’s emotions were complex, unexpectedly the academy made this decision.
"The talent and strength of the Jun Family’s Divine Son are too demonic; otherwise, the headmaster and the others wouldn’t have made such a decision." The Great Elder sighed deeply.
It’s sigh-worthy that an ancient academy, passed down for countless years, is bowing to a re teenager.
Amidst the crazed frenzy of the outside world, Jun Xiaoyao had reached the space of the forty-ninth floor.
He was also curious about what kind of extraordinary character the Gatekeeper of the forty-ninth floor would be.
At this mont, light rain scattered in front of him.
A vague and graceful figure appeared.
It was a maiden with snowy white skin, shrouded in mist, indistinct and hard to see clearly.
She wore a ghost face mask on her face.
The gaze beneath the mask was deep and indifferent, glimring with eerie light.
A bronze ring adorned her finger, sotis transforming into a bell, sotis into a cauldron, sotis into a sword.
"Hmm?" Jun Xiaoyao sensed an unusual aura.
He actually felt a sense of danger.
For Jun Xiaoyao, this was utterly unbelievable.
All along his journey, dominating contemporary Celestial Prides, not one could harm him, let alone trigger a sense of danger.
Yet, the girl in front, adorned with a ghost face mask, gave him such a rare sense of danger.
This sensation was novel to him, an experience he had never encountered before.
At this mont, the Ghost-faced Maiden uttered in a haunting voice.
"The Other Shore flower blooms in seven colors, falling to immortality for a thousand years..."
"Brother... where are you..."
After speaking, the deep gaze beneath the maiden’s mask suddenly turned to Jun Xiaoyao.
"Brother... is it you..."
"What do you an?" Jun Xiaoyao frowned, unable to grasp the situation.
Since when did he have a sister?
"No... not right... you’re not..."
The Ghost-faced Maiden suddenly started shaking her head frantically, the gaze beneath the mask seemingly turned bloodred.
Patches of bloodred Other Shore Flower extended from her feet, turning into a lifeless realm.
"Not good..."
Jun Xiaoyao’s expression shifted, and he made his move, directly manifesting the Sacred Body Phenonon, All Saints’ Day.
Thousands of ancient saint phantoms erged from the void, bowing to him.
A terrifying oppression spread, clashing with the girl’s Other Shore Flower Realm.
One side was the Sacred Body Phenonon, the other the eerie realm of the Ghost-faced Maiden, and in an instant, the entire space shattered and cracked.
Darkness enveloped the surroundings, leaving only Jun Xiaoyao and the Ghost-faced Maiden standing opposed.
She attacked Jun Xiaoyao, the bronze ring on her hand transforming into a bronze longsword, slashing towards him.
A single slash, the sword radiance surging like a hanging star river, the sheer power terrifying to the extre.
It could be said that for most contemporary Celestial Prides, enduring a casual slash from the Ghost-faced Maiden was nearly impossible.
Jun Xiaoyao did not hold back either; he knew this Ghost-faced Maiden was bizarre and could not be gauged by ordinary ans.
He activated the Soldier Attack Technique, a torrent of endless divine weapons, colliding with the maiden’s sword edge.
Her slash cleaved the torrent of divine weapons apart.
The montum of the sword did not diminish, cleaving directly toward Jun Xiaoyao’s head.
"Interesting, it’s been a while since I’ve encountered a decent opponent."
Jun Xiaoyao wasn’t daunted, simply feeling a hint of long-lost excitent.
Finding an opponent that made him feel dangerous was exceedingly rare.
Jun Xiaoyao brought out the Thanos’ Saint King Gloves, the purple-gold gloves emanating divine radiance with an aura of the Saint Realm.
The gloves were forged with the Saint King’s hand bone, infused with traces of Divine Trace Purple Gold, their power self-evident.
Jun Xiaoyao donned the gloves on his right hand, eting the Ghost-faced Maiden’s bronze longsword head-on.
With a clang, intense sparks clashed, the tallic resonance reverberating in all directions.
The Ghost-faced Maiden was directly shaken back, her bronze longsword nearly flying from her grip.
"Not bad." Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.
His Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, combined with the Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Strength, coupled with Thanos’ Saint King Gloves, would break the sky with that punch if unleashed.
Adding the Daluo Immortal Bone would be unfathomable.
This Ghost-faced Maiden took his punch and was rely shaken back, proving her impressive strength.
However, even so, she was still not enough in front of Jun Xiaoyao!
"If only I could find a suitable fist technique." Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.
If he had a supre fist technique, to pair with Thanos’ Saint King Gloves, along with his physical power...
The sheer joy would be unimaginable.
The Ghost-faced Maiden attacked again, a jade hand weaving countless Other Shore Flowers, exuding an ominous vibe.
"This technique..." Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes focused.
He had vaguely heard before, in the Exotic Realm, there was an Immortal Emperor Race known as the Other Shore Race.
It’s rumored that their true form is the eerie Other Shore Flower.
However, rely based on this, to determine a connection between the Ghost-faced Maiden and the Exotic Realm, would be a bit presumptuous.
"Oh well, better focus on the present," Jun Xiaoyao mused.
His primary goal now was to pass this trial.
Even if the Ghost-faced Maiden previously called him brother, Jun Xiaoyao intended to destroy her just the sa.
He was an emotionless trial-conquering machine.
From his chest, an intense radiance erupted from Jun Xiaoyao.
It was the Supre Bone Divine Techniques, Heaven’s Tribulation Light.
The terrifying tribulation light illuminated the surrounding darkness.
This beam of light seed to be a catastrophe wrought by Heaven.
The Ghost-faced Maiden once again unleashed an extre technique, a dark vortex appearing, seemingly capable of devouring everything.
The Heaven’s Tribulation Light was absorbed within.
Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao’s Supre Bone erupted again with overwhelming divine energy.
The intense tribulation light gathered, forming a sky-covering giant hand imprinted with endless runes!
This tribulation light giant hand appeared to be Heaven’s judgnt, annihilating all living beings!
It was the complete form of the first Great Divine Techniques of the Supre Bone, the Hand of Heaven!
Rumble!
The Hand of Heaven crushed down with overwhelming force, obliterating already shattered space into endless cosmic dust!
Despite the Ghost-faced Maiden’s eerie nature, under the oppressive force of the Hand of Heaven, she was on the verge of collapse.
As her figure was about to disappear,
Jun Xiaoyao seed to see tears glimring beneath her mask.
"Will we et again, brother..."
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