Chapter 262

Hearing Xiao Moxian's words, a cold sweat dripped down everyone's foreheads.

The Saintess of the Demonic Celestial Cult really dared to say anything.

However, Xiao Moxian's personality was like that. Although she looked pure and pretty, she had a kind of charm.

She didn't have any scruples when driving. It could be said that she was completely different from Jiang Luoli.

Jiang Luoli didn't know what she meant by good posture.

However, combined with Xiao Moxian's charming and innocent face, she knew that it was definitely not something serious.

She spat and said, "You witch, what are you saying to harass Big Brother Xiaoyao?"

"Jiang Luoli, are you deliberately pretending not to understand?" Xiao Moxian laughed unscrupulously.

"You … humph, don't you dare do anything to Big Brother Xiaoyao!" Jiang Luoli was angry and her cheeks were red.

Some of Xiao Moxian's special "knowledge" was a blank to her. She didn't understand at all.

"No way, no way. You're obviously so close to Big Brother Xiaoyao. Don't tell me that you really haven't done anything with Big Brother Xiaoyao?"

Xiao Moxian pretended to be surprised and said sarcastically.

"You …" Even if Jiang Luoli didn't understand this, she still understood what she meant when she heard this sentence.

Her face was as red as an apple, but she couldn't say a word.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm. This little witch was even better at driving than him.

However, looking at Xiao Moxian's body, she was about the same as Jiang Luoli.

"Sorry, I'm not interested." Jun Xiaoyao continued to lead Jiang Luoli and the others up the mountain.

"Big Brother Xiaoyao, I know you have the Sacred Body of the Ancients and are full of energy. Jiang Luoli alone can't satisfy you. I can also serve you well."

Xiao Moxian said unscrupulously, trying to seduce Jun Xiaoyao with her words.

Even Jun Xiaoyao was speechless.

He admitted that he had the Sacred Body of the Ancients and the Divine Treasure of the Kidney was exceptionally strong.

But was he that kind of person?

Is that so? Is that so?

Jun Xiaoyao ignored him.

As Xiao Moxian saw their backs gradually climb up, she stomped her feet in anger.

"Rather than relying on unorthodox methods, I might as well rely on myself." Ji Qing Yi's gaze was calm as she continued to climb.

"That's right, Big Sister White Lotus, you're the purest." Xiao Moxian mocked.

Ji Qing Yi shook her head and ignored him.

She was well aware of her opponent's personality, so she didn't argue.

Forget Chuan found it hard to remain calm. Jun Xiaoyao's performance had refreshed his understanding of evildoers.

It could be said that if Jun Xiaoyao had lived in his era, he would have been the most dazzling Heaven's Favorite.

However, Wang Chuan was still an ancient freak of the Samsara Demon Sect. His temperament was far from Li Daoxuan's.

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

For the time being, the Heroic Spirit Altar remained calm.

Now, there were very few people who could persevere on the altar.

These Heaven's Favorites either died in madness or were stuck in place, unable to take a single step forward.

Jun Xiaoyao was still in the lead.

Not only that, but he also brought along Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, and Yan Qingying.

This was equivalent to Jun Xiaoyao withstanding the pressure of four people.

Behind him were Ji Qing Yi, Forget Chuan, Xiao Moxian, and the others.

Finally, there were a few scattered Heaven's Favorites who were still persevering.

And the higher they went, the stronger the pressure became.

Of course, the faint Dao rhythm also became thicker and thicker.

Finally, when they reached the 800th step, Yan Qingying was the first to speak.

"Young Master, Qingying should stop here."

Yan Qingying's originally fair face was now even paler.

It was clear that she had reached her limit.

Although Yan Qingying was the successor of the God Swallowing Demon Art and had swallowed the essence of the Immortal Region's Elites, she was still a Heaven's Favorite from the lower realms. She had only grown for a short period of time and her foundation was lacking.

In fact, if she relied on her own strength, it would already be very good if she could reach the 600th step.

Now, she could only reach the 800th step because of Jun Xiaoyao's protection.

"Alright then. Cultivate well here." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly and did not force her.

Going too far was as bad as falling short. If he forced Yan Qingying to continue climbing, it would not be good for her cultivation.

Yan Qingying nodded. She took out the Darkness Immortal Seed and began to refine and comprehend it.

She was confident that she could break through on the Hero Spirit Altar.

Then, when they reached the 950th step, Jiang Luoli and Yi Yu also stopped.

They could no longer advance.

Jun Xiaoyao also did not force them and began to climb alone.

After reaching the 950th step and above, with each step, the pressure would almost double.

Not only that, but the Ancient Heroic Spirits manifested in the void also began to attack.

A Fire Bird Spirit opened its mouth and spat out scarlet flames.

There was also a creature that looked like a centipede that charged over from the void.

An Ancient Hero Spirit threw the Sky Piercing Divine Spear at Jun Xiaoyao.

These Hero Spirits were all living beings that had died on the Hero Spirit Altar.

They were jealous of Jun Xiaoyao and stopped him from continuing to climb up.

Jun Xiaoyao sent them flying with a palm strike. The golden palm print swept through everything.

All the Hero Spirits collapsed in front of him.

Ji Qingyi and Xiao Moxian also stopped at the 95th step in the end.

On the other hand, the River of Forgetfulness continued to climb.

The Small Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc behind him was spinning. The power of his Reincarnation Sacred Constitution was also pushed to the extreme.

He was unwilling. As an Ancient Freak, he did not want to be defeated like this and be defeated by the current generation's prodigies.

However, the closer he got to the last few dozen steps, the more terrifying the pressure was.

At this step, even the Ancient Freak, the River of Forgetfulness, could only move up step by step.

In the end, the River of Forgetfulness stopped at the 970th step and could not take another step.

To be honest, this performance was already very good.

Since ancient times, less than one percent of the prodigies that entered the crack of the Ten Realms could reach the 800th step and above.

Less than one in a thousand could reach the 900th step.

Looking at Jun Xiaoyao, who was still moving forward, the River of Forgetfulness finally lowered his head.

He had lost to Jun Xiaoyao again.

Be it in terms of strength, will, or talent, he was nowhere near as good as Jun Xiaoyao.

Even if he recovered to his peak state, he would not be able to change this fact.

"Is he going to reach the top of the Hero Spirit Altar?" The River of Forgetfulness's eyes were trembling.

The top of the Hero Spirit Altar was a forbidden area that almost no one could set foot on.

And he knew one thing.

If he wanted to open up his own path, he had to reach the top of the altar.

This was because only at the top of the Hero Spirit Altar could Jun Xiaoyao receive all the blessings of the Lower Realms.

In addition, with the help of the Ten Realms' origin.

Perhaps only then could Jun Xiaoyao have a slight chance of opening up a path that no one had taken before.

"Jun Xiaoyao is actually so ambitious." The River of Forgetfulness took a deep breath.

He found it hard to imagine that Jun Xiaoyao, who was already a monstrously talented and powerful, would be so ambitious.

If he could open up his own path, how bright would his future be?

Even becoming an Emperor would not be the end of Jun Xiaoyao's journey!