After the ghost-faced girl's voice fell, she was directly crushed into mottled light spots by the Hand of the Heavens.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes showed a thoughtful expression.
The imprints of ancient heroes left in the Heavenly Dao Tower should have been from a very long ti ago.
Logically speaking, that ghost-faced girl should also be a figure from ancient tis. How could she possibly be his younger sister?
"She must have mistaken for soone else," Jun Xiaoyao thought.
But on second thought, soone as handso as himself, there probably wasn't a second one to be found, right? Just how handso would that ghost-faced girl's older brother have to be to be mistaken for Jun Xiaoyao?
Jun Xiaoyao shook his head, temporarily unable to find any clues.
Actually, he didn't like being entangled in these inexplicable karmic ties either.
"Next up is the final fiftieth floor..." A strange light shone in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.
Whether his Supre Bone could transform, whether he could successfully check in, it all depended on this final floor!
A ray of light enveloped Jun Xiaoyao's body, taking him to the final floor.
At this mont, outside the Heavenly Dao Tower.
The atmosphere could no longer be described as dead silent; it was utterly soundless.
The clamor between heaven and earth seed to have been stripped away, leaving only absolute stillness.
Every single person stared blankly at the Heavenly Dao Tower.
The characters representing Jun Xiaoyao had directly passed the forty-ninth floor!
"Holy f---ing crap! The Jun Family's Divine Child passed the forty-ninth floor!" a cultivator, utterly horrified, swore profusely.
"A miracle! I've seen a living miracle!"
"The forty-ninth floor, breaking the recent ancient record! It's rumored that only so of the most supre ancient heroes could pass the forty-ninth floor!"
The entire Saintly Spirit Academy was in an uproar, a cacophony from the masses.
Although many people had already anticipated in their hearts that Jun Xiaoyao's achievent would certainly be astonishing.
But such a performance still made many people's hearts tremble violently.
The prodigies inside the Heavenly Dao Tower were temporarily unaware of Jun Xiaoyao's situation.
If they knew, they would certainly be horrified to the point of their scalps tingling and their bodies trembling.
"Alas, the Dean's decision was indeed correct," the Great Elder was completely speechless.
Outside the Heavenly Dao Tower, the masses were agitated.
Inside the Heavenly Dao Tower, the other prodigies were intently focused on breaking through the trials.
And at this mont, Jun Xiaoyao appeared in a vast desert.
"Is this the final floor?"
Facing the scene before him, he felt no surprise at all.
Vaguely, Jun Xiaoyao sensed a peculiar power.
He lowered his head slightly and saw a withered small tree sprout among the sand beneath his feet.
"Reincarnation..." Jun Xiaoyao murmured softly.
It was rumored that the remains of the Reincarnation Saint Spirit were on the fiftieth floor.
But now, as he looked around, there was only a vast expanse of wind and sand.
Just then, a figure suddenly erged from the distance, dressed in white, shrouded in immortal radiance.
"As expected..."
Seeing that figure, Jun Xiaoyao sighed with a smile.
No matter what, he was a transmigrator; he was still familiar with so tropes.
The figure opposite him was, impressively, identical to Jun Xiaoyao.
Appearance, aura, cultivation, realm – completely the sa.
"Indeed, it's as I expected. Verifying oneself, a battle against oneself." Jun Xiaoyao didn't feel surprised, even finding it a bit boring.
The most powerful enemy is, in fact, oneself.
This was such an overused trope.
Just as Jun Xiaoyao was thinking this in his heart.
A second figure once again erged.
Jun Xiaoyao was slightly taken aback. Could it be different from what he guessed? However, that figure was still identical to Jun Xiaoyao, as if copy-pasted.
And then, a third figure identical to Jun Xiaoyao appeared.
Followed by a fourth.
A fifth.
Finally, a total of six figures appeared, surrounding Jun Xiaoyao.
Each one was like him, transcendent and otherworldly, with an overwhelmingly powerful aura.
Even Jun Xiaoyao was montarily stunned.
This...
This wasn't playing by the usual script.
What happened to the one-on-one battle against oneself? How did it turn into six against one?
"This Reincarnation Saint Spirit, does it simply not want anyone to pass the fiftieth floor?" Jun Xiaoyao's mouth twitched slightly.
He finally understood why, throughout history, no one had been able to pass the fiftieth floor of the Heavenly Dao Tower.
Because this wasn't a battle against one self at all.
It was a battle against six selves! Who could withstand this!
Even if it were any ancient hero, or even a Great Emperor of old, it would be impossible to simultaneously deal with six versions of oneself.
Moreover, all sorts of thods, divine abilities, and even physiques were identical.
Boom!
Those six copies of Jun Xiaoyao gave him no ti to prepare and directly attacked.
Surging divine energy erupted. They also possessed the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, and even the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Force.
Six golden divine elephants simultaneously erupted, practically capable of shattering the heavens.
Even soone as strong as Jun Xiaoyao felt a sense of suffocation.
He also made his move, pushing his own mana to the extre.
Golden vital blood surged, transforming into a golden divine elephant. With a flick of its trunk, the void itself cracked.
A great collision instantly occurred here; the sky trembled, and the earth shook.
However, perhaps because the fiftieth floor was the eternal resting place of the Reincarnation Saint Spirit, the space was relatively stable and didn't shatter imdiately.
This battle was exceptionally astonishing, fought so fiercely that the sky seed about to break apart.
If people outside could see it, they would undoubtedly be utterly shocked.
This didn't look like a battle between Unity Realm prodigies at all.
It was more like seven God Kings engaged in a deadly struggle!
Jun Xiaoyao directly manifested the azure-gold Azure Heaven Ancestral Dragon Armor on his body.
Because without defense, it was impossible for him to simultaneously block the attacks of six of himself.
But at the sa ti, the six copies also manifested the Azure Heaven Ancestral Dragon Armor.
Jun Xiaoyao's gaze turned slightly grim. This might be the most severe battle he had experienced since entering this world.
For an ordinary person, dealing with one version of oneself was already extrely difficult, almost impossible to win.
Let alone six versions of oneself.
Jun Xiaoyao unleashed all sorts of techniques.
Origin Emperor Dao Sword, Immortal Slaying Sword Art, Hell Furnace, Hand of the Heavens, Sacred Body Phenonon.
But the six copies also unleashed the exact sa moves.
Jun Xiaoyao withstood it with his own formidable strength.
If it were any other prodigy – be it Ji Qingyi, the Little Peng King, Ye Xingyun, or even Jun Lingcang – it would be impossible to hold on.
No one could defeat six identical versions of themselves!
But Jun Xiaoyao, his expression cold, indifferent, and transcendent, was like an unparalleled Immortal King breaking all shackles!
He didn't even want to limit his achievents to that white-robed figure with its back to all beings.
Let alone these re six fake copies.
"My Dao shall be invincible, suppressing all beings of past and present!"
"How can re six copies obstruct my path of invincibility!"
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was lofty and cold, like an immortal banished to the mortal realm, like a God King arriving at a pass. With a flip of his fingers and palm, the heavens collapsed and the earth sundered!
And under the pressure of such a trial, Jun Xiaoyao was amazed to find that within his body, giant elephant particles were once again transforming into dragon elephant particles.
This was a breakthrough at the limit under pressure!
Soon, Jun Xiaoyao once again transford twenty thousand giant elephant particles into dragon elephant particles.
His physical strength once again surged by 1.8 billion jin!
His total strength added up to a staggering 3.7 billion jin!
A single punch from this could shatter stars beyond the heavens!
What surprised Jun Xiaoyao even more pleasantly was that those copies did not increase their physical strength.
In other words, these copies could only replicate Jun Xiaoyao's state when he first entered the fiftieth floor.
They could not grow stronger along with him.
Just as Jun Xiaoyao began to have a sliver of confidence that he could deal with these copies, the system's chanical voice sounded in his mind.
"Ding! You have arrived at the check-in location, Heavenly Dao Tower. Check in?"
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes lit up. This was absolutely his great chance to turn the tables!
"Check in!"
(End of Chapter)
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