litative transformation in the entire Saint King Bone.Jun Xiaoyao took the glove and looked at it with increasing satisfaction.The gloves bore divine markings, perhaps due to the incorporation of Divi..."...Her again..."

For this semblance of a smile, yet not a smile, a tear, yet not a tear, face, Jun Xiaoyao has long been all too familiar with.

From the ghost-faced girl of Tian Dao Building, to the ghost-faced woman on the altar in the lower realm, then to the Bronze Immortal Palace, and now here.

Although Jun XiaoYao had never truly seen her, he felt as if she were everywhere.

Many places bear the marks of her presence.

She seemed to be strolling through ancient history in a fairyland, as if searching for something.

And at that moment, her eyes met his.

Even when powerful and carefree, there's a subtle feeling of being seen through.

He didn't like the feeling.

"I am a traveler, and in this world, I remain unentangled from any karma. If she is searching for the shadow of someone, then she will only be disappointed." Jun Xiaoyao thought to himself.

He is himself, Jun Xiaoyao.

The past, present, and future will never be anyone else.

Although he had never met the woman with the ghostly face, she had already established a karmic connection with him through various fortuitous encounters.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao doesn't care about the woman's attitude towards him either.

He believes that those bigwigs in the Jun family should not allow certain taboo existences to interfere with his path.

Then, Jun Xiaoyao's eyes caught a glimpse of some images, which astonished him.

This is indeed a place of opportunity, found by the chaotic ancient emperor when he was young.

He seemed to see the woman with a ghost face too.

Then, it was merely the back of a breathtakingly beautiful fairy.

Even in his youth, the chaotic emperor was almost forced to kneel by

his opponent.

This left Jun Xiaoyao speechless.

A back figure, almost making the ancient emperor of the earth kneel down in awe!

That ghost-faced woman was terrifying to the extreme, absolutely a taboo existence from ancient history!

Of course, this does not mean that the Emperor of Chaos was weak.

After all, he hadn't attained enlightenment and become the Emperor of Chaos at that time.

But it is already strong enough, at the critical stage of being about to transform.

"No wonder, could it be that the Emperor of Chaos obtained the chance from the Ghost-Faced Woman and thus underwent a transformation" Jun Xiaoyao conjectured.

Although his life was fraught with difficulties, he also had many opportunities.

It is rumored that he has received more than one Imperial opportunity.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to accumulate and then blossom, ultimately forging one's own path and creating one's own methods.

His technique, named the Heavenly Disarray Art!

"If that's really the case, then we're in trouble..."

Jun Xiaoyao frowned, he didn't feel relieved, but rather more troublesome.

Isn't he going to have to defeat this Ghostly Woman in order to reach the first thousandth floor of this level

And who is this ghoulish woman

He is very likely one of the most talented and outstanding figures in the ancient history of the fairy realm.

Facing such a person, Jun Xiaoyao could not be careless.

He is confident, but that doesn't mean he is arrogant.

A mere silhouette, perhaps even just a fading imprint, was enough to nearly bring the once-powerful Emperor of the Era of Chaos to his knees in his youth.

She and the Heavenly Seven Tyrants of the previous level were not on the same level at all.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao was pondering whether to make a direct move.

The ghost woman suddenly reached out her hand.

Five fingers, slender and white as jade.

On her jade finger, a bronze ring was still worn.

In her hand, she seemed to hold a ball of light.

Jun Xiaoyao was puzzled. He stepped forward and slowly extended his hand.

He touched the ghost woman's hand.

It is not an imaginary phantom, but rather possesses a sense of warmth and refinement.

Jun Xiaoyao was astonished, "Is this a real person"

Did time's long river still touch him

Then, the light dispersed, leaving behind a flower.

A flower that looked ordinary, nothing special.

Even Jun Xiaoyao, with his profound vision, couldn't immediately identify the variety of this flower.

But what surprised Jun Xiaoyao the most was.

This flower is not an illusion, nor a brand.

...but a real, living flower!

This is very strange.

Know that the figures within this chaotic ancient tower are all chaotic ancient emperors. With supreme means, they have imprinted themselves within it.

In theory, everything is illusory and cannot truly exist!

But this ghostly woman's gift of a flower was real.

Jun Xiaoyao felt it was somewhat unbelievable.

This kind of method is beyond his comprehension.

If it weren't for the arrangement of Emperor Huangdi.

Then it must be that this veiled woman, through some means, has delved into the river of time, and sent this flower to him.

Jun Xiaoyao looked again at the woman with a ghostly mask.

The woman with a ghostly mask, however, stepped back.

Then the mist thickened, shrouding everything.

"Wait..." Jun Xiaoyao reached out, but grasped at nothing.

The woman with the ghostly mask didn't say a word, she only gave him a flower before vanishing.

Jun Xiaoyao took a light breath and gazed intently at the flower in his hand.

Pure and spotless, faintly discernible, with subtle traces of Dao lines shimmering.

Even Jun Xiaoyao, at his peak, couldn't see through what it was.

It doesn't even feel like something from this era.

Perhaps some kind of extremely rare, even extinct ancient medicinal plant.

Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly and put it into the spatial magic weapon.

“I thought there would be a big battle, but…” Jun Xiaoyao was slightly lost in thought.

He was about to attack the woman in the mask.

The ghost woman only gave him a flower and then vanished.

"This level won't just pass like that, will it" Jun Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow.

However, it was just as Jun Xiaoyao had thought.

He was transported out of here and ascended to the first thousandth level.

Jun Xiaoyao was very surprised, and there was also a hint of complexity in his eyes.

He knew the woman in mask had helped him again, forging another karmic bond.

Otherwise, Jun Xiaoyao wants to rely on force to pass this layer, it should not be easy.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao stepped onto the first thousandth floor.

The 999th floor.

A figure staggered in, it was Qin Wudao.

"Ahem... ahem... Those Seven Heroes of Chaos were pretty strong, but I still managed to get through."

This figure is Qin Wudao.

Although he was currently disheveled and exhausted.

But his eyes were alight with flame, a look of exhilaration burning within them.

Even the formidable enemy of the ancient emperor, the Seven Heroes who shook the Heavens, could not stop him.

What other reason does he have not to climb to the first thousandth floor

As a descendant of the Chaos Ancients, I shall ascend to the peak! Qin Wudao was full of fighting spirit and ambition, his whole body brimming with surging magical power!

But the next moment, before him, a hazy mist.

Vaguely, a figure of unparalleled beauty emerged.

Qin Wudao didn't even have time to see clearly before he felt a terrifying and boundless power coming towards him.

Faced with this power, Qin Wudao felt like a grain of sand on the seashore, incredibly insignificant.

He didn't even have a chance to react before he was struck, blood pouring from his mouth.

The entire person was blasted out of the Ancient Ruins Tower and landed heavily on the ground.

A sound like a meteorite crashing to earth erupted, causing the ground to split and spread out in vast, web-like cracks.

In the middle lay Qin Wudao, humiliated and covered in blood.

“This…”

From all directions, every prodigy, wore expressions of astonishment, unable to recover.

"He is the divine son of the Qin family!"

Almost all eyes were on Qin Wudao, with a hint of sympathy in their eyes.

This Qin Wudao seems to be in a bit of a predicament.

It seems like I've failed again...

Yu Yunchang and Fan Tian's gazes also fell.

"How could this be, how is this possible, so close, just a little bit closer to the summit..."

Qin Wudao rose from the pit, in a daze, his mind blank.

Isn't he a descendant of the ancients

His strength and aptitude are both excellent.

To ascend a thousand levels and obtain the ancient inheritance should be a sure thing.

How could this be

If he had suffered a defeat after a fierce battle, then Qin Wudao would have nothing to say. He could only say that he was inferior to others.

The problem is.

He hadn't even gotten a clear look at his opponent before being ruthlessly knocked out on the 999th floor.

It feels like...

That peerless figure, deliberately wanting him to not pass."You call yourself carefree You're just a junior. Even if you are talented, in our eyes, you are nothing more than an ant.""Who knows, if he's allowed to grow up like this, what kind of changes might...