Chapter 262: Jun Xiaoyao's Ambition, Ascending the Spir

ily drew it from behind and held it horizontally to block.Bang!A deafening crash resonated as Jun's sword was knocked from his grasp, the longsword flying through the air. He himself was sent hurtling...At Xiaomoxian's words, a group of people broke out in a cold sweat.

This Mo Xian Jiao saintess, she really does dare to say anything.

However, Xiao Mo Xian's personality is just like that. Although she looks pure and pretty, she has a hint of seductiveness.

He drove without any hesitation, it could be said that he was completely different from Jiang Luoli.

Jiang Luoli didn't understand what "living well" and "posture" meant.

But seeing Xiao Xian's charming and innocent face, I also know that this is definitely not something serious.

She lightly spat and said, "You witch, what are you saying to flirt with Brother Xiaoyao!"

"Jiang Luoli, are you pretending not to understand" The little fairy laughed recklessly.

"You... Humph, don't you dare try anything to Brother Xiaoyao!" Jiang Luoli huffed, her cheeks flushed red.

Some of Xiao Mo Xian's special "knowledge" were a blank to her, completely incomprehensible.

"No way, no way! You're so close to Xiaoyao gege, you wouldn't really... haven't done *that* with him, have you"

"You..." Even if Jiang Lirui didn't understand what this meant, she could still understand the meaning of the words.

Her face immediately turned as red as an apple, but she couldn't utter a word.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained calm, this little witch drove better than him.

But looking at that little fairy's figure, it was about the same as Jiang Luoli's.

"Sorry, not interested." Jun Xiaoyao continued to climb with Jiang Lorie and the others.

"Easygoing little brother, this girl knows you're the ancient holy body with overflowing energy. Just one Jiang Lirui wouldn't satisfy you. This girl can serve you well too."

Even if you are carefree and at ease, there are no words to respond.

He admitted, he was the Primordial Sacred Body, and his ability to store essence in his kidneys was especially powerful.

But is he that kind of person

Is that so Is that so

Jun Xiaoyao ignored him.

Watching their backs gradually climb upwards, the little fairy was so angry that she stamped her feet.

"It's better to rely on oneself than on shortcuts." Ji Qingyi's eyes were calm, and she had always been climbing steadily.

"Yes, yes, little Miss White Lotus. You're the most pure of them all," the fairy mocked sarcastically.

Ji Qingyi shook her head and ignored him.

She knew her opponent's character well, so she didn't engage in a verbal battle.

Wángchuān's heart couldn't remain calm. Jūn Xiāoyáo's performance had refreshed his understanding of what a demonic prodigy was.

You could say that if Xiaoyao lived in his time, he would undoubtedly be the most brilliant prodigy. There is no other like him.

However, Forgetchuan is ultimately still a freak of the ancient reincarnation demon sect. His mind is far beyond what someone like Li Dao Xuan could compare to.

Soon, he adjusted his state and began to climb silently.

For a time, nothing out of the ordinary happened at the Spirit Altar.

Now, only a few remain who can persevere at the altar.

Those prodigies, either met a frenzied death or stagnated in place, unable to take another step forward.

Jun Xiaoyao remains unyielding, still leading the way.

Not only that, but he also brought Jiang Luoli, Yiyu, and Yan Qingying with him.

He was alone, bearing the pressure of four people.

Then came Ji Qingyi, Wangchuan, Xiaomoxian and others.

Then there are a few prodigies who still persevere, scattered and alone.

But the higher you go, the stronger the pressure becomes.

Of course, that kind of ethereal rhyme is becoming more and more profound.

Finally, as they reached almost eight hundred steps, Yan Qingying was the first to speak.

"Master, that's about enough from Qingying."

Yán Qīngyǐng's originally fair cheeks were now even paler.

Evidently, she has reached her limit.

Although Yan Qingying is a disciple of the Devouring God Demon Technique and has absorbed the essence of celestial geniuses from the Immortal Domain, she is after all a genius from the Lower Realm. Her time growing up is still short and her foundation is insufficient.

Actually, if relying on her own strength, being able to reach the six hundredth floor would already be quite impressive.

Now that I can reach the 800th floor, it's still thanks to Jun Xiaoyao's protection.

"Alright then, cultivate yourself well here." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly and didn't force him.

> Too much of a good thing can be detrimental. Forcing Yan Qingying to continue climbing would actually be harmful to her cultivation.

Yǎn Qīngyǐng nodded, taking out the Dark Immortal Seed and beginning to refine and comprehend it.

She has confidence that she can break through on the Spirit Altar.

Then, when they reached about nine hundred and fifty floors, Jiang Luoli and Yi Yu also stopped.

They were also unable to advance.

Jun Xiao Yao also didn't force it, and began to climb alone.

After reaching above the nine hundred and fifty-first step, every step forward felt as if the pressure was doubling.

Not only that, but the ancient spirits manifested around them and from the void began to attack.

A fiery bird-shaped spirit opened its mouth, breathing out flames.

And yet another creature, resembling a centipede, came killing from the void.

An ancient hero held a divine spear in his hand and threw it at Jun Xiaoyao.

These souls were all those who fell in the Spirit Altar before.

They envied Jun Xiaoyao and tried to stop him from climbing higher.

For these, Jun Xiaoyao sent them flying with a single palm strike, the golden palm prints pushing everything aside.

All spirits before him were shattered.

Ji Qingyi and Xiao Mo Xian, in the end, also stayed around the 95th floor.

On the contrary, Wangchuan keeps on climbing.

Behind him, the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk spun, and the power of his Samsara Saint Body was also pushed to the extreme.

He was unwilling to accept defeat. As an anomaly from ancient times, he refused to be outdone by the prodigies of the present day.

As you reach the last few dozen steps, the pressure becomes incredibly intense.

Even the ancient freak of nature Wangchuan, at this point, could only inch his way upwards.

Finally, Wangchuan stopped at the nine hundred and seventy-somethingth floor, unable to take another step.

To be honest, this performance is already very good.

Throughout history, fewer than one percent of the outstanding talents who have entered the Ten Realms Rift have been able to ascend above the 800th layer.

Those who can reach the nine hundredth level are less than one in a thousand.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao who was still striding forward, Wàngchuāng finally lowered his head.

He was defeated by Jun Xiaoyao again.

In terms of strength, will, or even talent, he is inferior to Jun Xiaoyao.

Even if it returns to its peak state, it's estimated that it wouldn't be able to change this fact.

"Could it be, that he is going to step onto the summit of the Spirit Altar" Wangchuan's pupils were trembling.

The summit of the Spirit Altar, a place rarely visited by mortals.

And he also knew one thing.

If you want to carve out your own path, then you must stand atop the altar.

Only at the summit of the Spirit Altar can Jun Xiaoyao obtain the full blessing of the Ten Lands' Qi Luck from the Lower Realm.

With the help of the Ten Realms' Source.

Perhaps only Jun Xiaoyao could have such a slight possibility, opening up a path never taken before.

"Jun Xiaoyao actually has such ambitions." Wang Chuan took a deep breath.

He couldn't imagine, the extremely talented and powerful Jun Xiaoyao.

If he were to blaze his own trail, his future would be dazzling.

Even achieving the title of Celestial Emperor would not be the ultimate goal for Jun Xiaoyao!ng brilliantly, like endless fireworks bursting forth. This place was dazzling to the extreme.But what's terrifying is that each ripple of the fireworks is enough to instantly kill a Quasi-Saint power...