After the 950th step on the Heroic Spirit Altar, each subsequent step felt harder than all the previous 950 steps combined.
Even an Ancient Freak like Wangchuan could only regrettably stop around the 970th step.
Yet, Jun Xiaoyao continued his advance.
The further he went, not only did the pressure intensify, but various Heroic Spirits also manifested to obstruct Jun Xiaoyao.
This kind of challenge, it could be said, few throughout history had ever overcome, because it was simply too difficult.
Ancient Freaks could only admit defeat in the face of such a challenge.
Jun Xiaoyao's gaze was indifferent, his expression serene.
The pressure from the Heroic Spirit Altar caused him no significant trouble.
It was those Heroic Spirits, however, who somewhat desired to exterminate his Divine Palace Soul and possess his Physical Body.
But then again, thinking from another perspective, if Jun Xiaoyao were a Heroic Spirit imprisoned here, seeing such a perfect Physical Body, he would likely also want to possess it.
In response to the Heroic Spirits' Possession tactics, Jun Xiaoyao's counterattack was simple.
He directly unleashed the Chaotic Divine Grindstone.
The terrifying Chaotic Divine Grindstone crushed all the Heavens.
This was originally a supreme Soul attacking method, inflicting immense damage on those Heroic Spirits.
No matter how powerful those Ancient Heroic Spirits were, under the crushing force of Jun Xiaoyao's Chaotic Divine Grindstone, they could only shatter into Void Realm.
Finally, step by step, Jun Xiaoyao ascended to the nine hundred ninety-ninth level.
When he took that final step onto the last level.
With a thunderous tremor.
The entire Heroic Spirit Altar began to shake.
Dense, countless Heroic Spirit phantoms emerged from the surrounding Void Realm.
Their numbers were like a swarm of locusts.
It could be said that even an Ancient Freak like Wangchuan, facing such a terrifying Heroic Spirit attack, could be instantly annihilated.
This was clearly not giving Jun Xiaoyao any chance to live, intending to completely cut off his path forward.
"Brother Xiaoyao!"
Below, Jiang Luoli and others looked on, their expressions incredibly tense.
They had confidence in Jun Xiaoyao.
However, at this moment, the overwhelming Heroic Spirits that had manifested were no longer beings that a Prodigy of the younger generation could contend with.
Each of these Heroic Spirits was once an unparalleled Prodigy, an extraordinary being.
And looking around, there were tens of thousands of Heroic Spirits manifesting simultaneously.
Who among the younger generation could withstand the assault of tens of thousands of peerless Prodigies?
"This is too terrifying, no one can pass this trial." Wangchuan also shook his head slightly upon seeing this scene.
To be honest, he even felt a hint of admiration for Jun Xiaoyao.
If he didn't fall, Jun Xiaoyao would likely be the most brilliant Prodigy of this era, without equal.
"Sigh, now Little Brother Xiaoyao is in trouble, what a pity…" Little Devil Fairy also shook her head with a look of regret.
In her opinion, it would be difficult for Jun Xiaoyao to overcome this calamity.
Ji Qingyi glanced, pondering in her heart.
However, Jun Xiaoyao always seemed to create miracles.
The Yuantian Secret Treasure was like this, and the Heavenly Dao Tower was also like this.
Therefore, before the outcome was decided, any speculation could be overturned.
Facing those tens of thousands of Heroic Spirits, an ordinary Prodigy might be scared to death.
Jun Xiaoyao, however, remained calm.
He stomped his foot, and in the surrounding Void Realm, ten thousand Saint phantoms emerged.
It was one of the Holy Body Phenomenon of the Ancient Sacred Body, Ten Thousand Saints Worship.
As the phenomenon appeared, it suppressed Heaven and Earth.
In the Void Realm, a series of explosions echoed.
Many Heroic Spirits shattered under the terrifying pressure of this phenomenon.
However, even so, the remaining number of Heroic Spirits was still numerous.
Just as Jun Xiaoyao was about to unleash another powerful move.
The sachet on his body suddenly appeared.
"Hmm? This…" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes showed surprise.
This sachet was the token that led him into the Ten Realms Rift.
Jun Xiaoyao had previously speculated that it should be a token left by a former Ancient Prodigy.
But at this moment, this sachet underwent a strange change.
A special Qi emerged.
A graceful figure manifested in the Void Realm, standing in front of Jun Xiaoyao.
When he saw this graceful figure, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes trembled slightly.
It wasn't that this graceful figure shocked him so much.
But rather…
He had seen this figure before.
This graceful figure was none other than a Ghost-Masked Woman.
Her graceful body was slender and tall, her black hair flowing in the wind.
Her skin and bones were lustrous, her face as beautiful as snow.
This graceful figure was very similar to the Ghost-Masked Woman Jun Xiaoyao faced on the forty-ninth floor of the Heavenly Dao Tower.
However, compared to the Ghost-Masked Woman in the Heavenly Dao Tower, the Ghost-Masked Woman in front of him had a more slender body, as if she had grown up a bit, beginning to show an unparalleled aura of grace.
"It's her again?" Jun Xiaoyao frowned slightly.
Why did the Heavenly Dao Tower, and now this Heroic Spirit Altar, both have traces of this Ghost-Masked Woman?
"Other Shore Flowers bloom in the seven-colored Heaven, and after they fall, Immortal Ascension takes a thousand years…"
"Brother, I have waited for you for a thousand years in the Mortal World, but where are you?"
The Ghost-Masked Woman seemed to murmur, her gaze from beneath the mask falling upon Jun Xiaoyao.
And strangely, when the Ghost-Masked Woman's phantom appeared, the Heroic Spirits of the surrounding altar showed extreme fear, scattering and avoiding her as if she were a viper or scorpion.
The scene fell into an eerie silence for a moment.
Even Wangchuan and the others were somewhat stunned.
What was going on?
Logically, in such a deadly predicament, there should be no chance of a comeback.
But Jun Xiaoyao, against all odds, had found a glimmer of hope again.
If Li Daoxuan were still alive and saw this scene, he would surely roar in indignation.
What did it mean to be the protagonist of Heaven and Earth, the Child of Fortune?
This was the true protagonist of Heaven and Earth, the Child of Fortune.
In comparison, these Heaven-Defying Children of the Lower Realm were nothing, completely incomparable to Jun Xiaoyao.
Jun Xiaoyao himself was also somewhat surprised.
He hadn't expected his Luck to be so good.
Clearly, that sachet belonged to the Ghost-Masked Woman.
The Ghost-Masked Woman looked at Jun Xiaoyao, then suddenly swept over, raising her delicate hand, wanting to caress Jun Xiaoyao's cheek.
However, she was a phantom, so her hand passed directly through Jun Xiaoyao's face.
Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained calm, undisturbed by the Ghost-Masked Woman's actions.
He knew that this Ghost-Masked Woman must have mistaken him for her brother.
Of course, Jun Xiaoyao also had a question in his heart.
How could the Ghost-Masked Woman's brother be as handsome as him?
The Ghost-Masked Woman let out a sigh, then turned around to face the remaining Heroic Spirits.
She exuded a terrifying aura and swept her delicate hand out.
In the Void Realm, countless Other Shore Flowers bloomed.
Crimson Other Shore Flowers spread across the sky.
This scene was beautiful, yet also very eerie.
The Heroic Spirits, one by one, contorted their faces and shrieked, turning to dust in the Other Shore Flowers.
With a wave of her hand, the Ghost-Masked Woman cleared the path for Jun Xiaoyao.
All Heroic Spirits were annihilated, none survived.
Even Jun Xiaoyao was somewhat speechless.
Was this Ghost-Masked Woman willing to be a tool for him to use?
Jun Xiaoyao didn't even have to lift a finger; the Ghost-Masked Woman had cleared all obstacles for him.