Chapter 268

Boom!

After a deafening sound, the Seven-colored Thunder Tribulation landed where Jun Xiaoyao was.

In an instant, the Seven-colored Thunder Tribulation spread out in all directions, making crackling sounds.

Jiang Luoli's mind went blank, and she couldn't move her body at all, as if she had been petrified.

"Is he dead?" The surrounding geniuses murmured.

Ji Qingyi and the others also fixed their gazes on the top of the altar.

Logically speaking, it was impossible for Jun Xiaoyao to withstand the Seven-colored Thunder Tribulation.

As the Thunder Tribulation dissipated, everyone's gaze froze.

There was a look of horror on their faces.

Because Jun Xiaoyao was safe and sound!

And the reason why he was safe and sound was because there was a heroic and imposing figure standing in front of him.

His black hair fell to his feet, and his entire body exuded a demonic aura.

It was the Holy Physique of the Fallen!

The Holy Physique of the Fallen roared to the sky. His black hair fluttered in the wind, making him look like an unyielding Celestial Demon!

"This …"

Not to mention the others, even Jun Xiaoyao himself was stunned for a moment.

He did not infuse his soul power into the Holy Physique of the Fallen.

In other words, the Holy Physique of the Fallen was now acting according to his own will and was not under Jun Xiaoyao's control.

But … how could this be?

Jun Xiaoyao was puzzled.

But then he remembered that when he was controlling the Holy Physique of the Fallen, there seemed to be some clarity in the Holy Physique of the Fallen's eyes.

At that time, Jun Xiaoyao did not pay much attention to it and thought it was an illusion.

But now it seemed that the Holy Physique of the Fallen still maintained a deep level of consciousness.

"But why did he take the initiative to protect me?" Jun Xiaoyao was puzzled again.

At that moment, there was another roar in the sky.

The heavens seemed to be very angry that they could not kill Jun Xiaoyao with one blow. Streaks of Seven-colored Thunder Tribulation struck down.

Each of the streaks of thunder could easily kill a Sage.

The Holy Physique of the Fallen roared. He stomped his feet on the ground and soared into the sky to meet the Thunder Tribulation.

Saint Realm experts weren't allowed in the Ten Realms Rift.

However, at that moment, the Fallen Saint Physique was only using his physical strength to resist the power of the Seven-colored Thunder Calamity. He did not have the magical power of a saint.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Bolts of lightning struck Sacred Being of the Fallen, but Sacred Being of the Fallen did not take a step back.

Even though his body began to crack, he did not retreat.

Jun Xiaoyao took a deep breath. Without any hesitation, he took advantage of this opportunity to continue his enlightenment.

Within his body, the Ten Realms Immortal Seed had already completely disappeared, turned into resources, nourishing that lump of energy.

That ball of energy belonged to Jun Xiaoyao's own Dao.

There seemed to be scenes of the creation of the world and the evolution of the chaos of the universe.

As this aura gradually spread out, the space around him collapsed bit by bit, turning into nothingness.

It was as if Jun Xiaoyao's Dao was above all the Daos in the world, creating its own rules.

"Once my Dao appears, all Daos will collapse!"

Jun Xiaoyao was enlightened. He focused all his attention on his own body.

His body seemed to have begun to evolve into a world.

It was a world that belonged to him, a Dao that belonged to him, and a path that belonged to him.

As Jun Xiaoyao's enlightenment deepened, the power of the Seven-colored Thunder Calamity became stronger and stronger.

Even Sacred Being of the Fallen's physical body began to crack and gradually collapse.

However, Sacred Being of the Fallen was still like a solid wall, blocking everything for Jun Xiaoyao.

This might be a kind of protection from the Sacred Being of the Ancients.

Sacred Being of the Fallen hoped that Jun Xiaoyao could spread the power of the Sacred Being of the Ancients and walk an unprecedented path.

For the Sacred Being of the Ancients, all the shackles and curses were removed.

Boom!

In the end, the endless Seven-colored Thunder Calamity directly drowned Sacred Being of the Fallen.

His physical body began to collapse.

After all, Sacred Being of the Fallen was not the Sacred Being of the Ancients at its peak.

His physical body had been through countless experiments and modifications. In the end, it still lost some of the characteristics of the Sacred Being of the Ancients.

Therefore, Sacred Being of the Fallen was finally unable to withstand this terrifying Thunder Calamity of the Apocalypse.

His body began to shatter into pieces, and in the end, it exploded with a loud bang.

At the moment of collapse.

There seemed to be a sentence that was transmitted into Jun Xiaoyao's mind.

"The Sacred Being of the Ancients depends on you."

"Remember … go to the Sacred Palace of the Ancients …"

Boom!

After protecting Jun Xiaoyao and emitting the last of its remaining heat, Sacred Being of the Fallen finally completely collapsed, turned into ashes, and disappeared from the world.

Jun Xiaoyao, who heard this, did not have time to be moved.

He was focused on deducing the Dao Law.

However, he heard that sentence and engraved it in his heart.

Without the hindrance of Sacred Being of the Fallen.

The Seven-colored Thunder Calamity could finally strike Jun Xiaoyao without any hindrance.

At this moment, countless heroic spirits appeared around the Altar of Heroes again.

When Jun Xiaoyao was about to reach the top of the altar, tens of thousands of heroic spirits also appeared.

Now, there were more than tens of thousands of heroic spirits appearing.

There were hundreds of thousands of them.

That was not a huge number.

One had to know that this was a number that had been accumulated over countless eras and time.

"This … Is this really a dead end?!"

Seeing the hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits, Jiang Luoli's little face turned pale.

Ji Qingyi and Xiao Moxian also felt a chill.

They knew that this path might be very difficult, but they did not expect it to be to this extent.

It was no different from a dead end.

However, in the next moment, something shocking happened.

The hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits were not targeting Jun Xiaoyao, but roaring at the heavens!

That's right, they were roaring at the heavens!

All of them had once been heroes of ancient times who had made it to the altars. They had wanted to carve out their own paths like Jun Xiaoyao did.

However, they had all failed.

Because the heavens wanted to stop them.

Now, after many eras, there was finally someone who could walk their own path.

These heroic spirits appeared not to deal with Jun Xiaoyao, but to help Jun Xiaoyao deal with the unfair heavens!

Why should humans be trapped by heaven and earth?

Why should they only be prisoners in shackles?

This was a rebellion against fate!

Rumble!

Hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits attacked together to resist the heavens!

How terrifying was this power? Even the Seven Colored Lightning Tribulation had to retreat before it!

Jun Xiaoyao was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits like a god.

He looked at the fallen Sacred Body that had been reduced to ashes and the hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits that had protected him.

Even Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were cold.

In his dantian, the ball of energy was infinitely compressed and finally seemed to turn into nothingness.

However, in the nothingness, a dot suddenly appeared.

This point seemed to encompass all things and the universe. A brand new path gradually appeared.

This dot did not belong to this world, but was created by Jun Xiaoyao himself.

Just as this dot was about to form …

In the sky, the seven-colored lightning tribulation intertwined and finally turned into a thunderous human face.

The thunderous human face was incomparably huge and filled the sky.

It opened its mouth, and a terrifying beam of lightning poured down on Jun Xiaoyao.

Even though the hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits fought back with all their might, they were unable to resist and were reduced to ashes amidst the screams.

Facing this final move that the heavens wanted to use to kill him …

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm.

His Dao, his path, was about to be formed. How could he give up now?

"Come, I, Jun Xiaoyao, want to compete with the heavens!"

Jun Xiaoyao shouted coldly and raised his hand. Three beams of sword aura streaked across the sky and appeared.

Faintly, there was a faint Emperor's Aura being emitted.

"That is …"

Ji Qingyi, Xiao Moxian, Wang Chuan, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, Yan Qingying, and the rest of the geniuses.

Their eyes widened and they took a deep breath. Huge waves surged in their hearts!

This was … the Emperor's Aura!