Chapter 120: Seven-Star Sign-in Reward, Pan Emperor Life Sword, Mysterious Fallen Huanggu Shengti!

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have obtained the seven-star reward, Pan Emperor Years Sword!"

As the system's voice fell, the void in front of Jun Xiaoyao was suddenly sliced open.

Immediately, an ancient sword carrying an archaic meaning appeared in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

This ancient sword was similar to the one Jun Xiaoyao had seen on Yang Pan before.

It was just that the Pan Emperor Life Sword was permeated with the aura of all living things, and the sword body was also carved with billions of living beings.

And this Pan Emperor Years Sword flowed with an archaic and distant aura of years throughout its body.

On this sword body, what was carved were the rotation of the sun and moon, the changing of the four seasons, the turning of the heavens and stars, and the passing of years.

Just a single glance gave one a sense of a weathered aura.

"Interesting, didn't expect to be able to obtain one of the three Pan Emperor Swords."

Even with Jun Xiaoyao's calm and composed character, he rarely revealed a look of joy at this moment.

Although sign-in rewards were random, sometimes, it seemed there was a slight relationship with the sign-in location.

There was no pattern to speak of in this.

But no matter what, being able to obtain a seven-star reward, and it was the Pan Emperor Years Sword, was definitely an unexpected joy for Jun Xiaoyao.

"Did I evolve from a non-chief to a European emperor?" Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

The last time he signed in at the Zhu Que Ancient Kingdom Imperial Palace, he only obtained a four-star reward.

Shaking his head slightly, Jun Xiaoyao reached out and grasped the Pan Emperor Years Sword.

Instantly, he felt a power of years flowing.

His entire arm felt as if it were about to age in time.

And at this moment, the twenty Daluo Immortal Bones within his arm shone, resisting the erosion of this power of years.

"Interesting, if others obtained this Pan Emperor Years Sword, they wouldn't be able to use it for a while." Jun Xiaoyao said.

The power of years was very mysterious and terrifying.

If ordinary people approached this Pan Emperor Years Sword, they would likely age and wither immediately.

Unless they were some strong ones who could hold on with their own strength.

Jun Xiaoyao's mind moved slightly, holding the Pan Emperor Years Sword, and he slashed randomly at the bronze puppets behind him.

Instantly, a semi-illusory sword glow swept past, and those bronze puppets began to decay, age, and then directly turned into a pile of rust powder.

"Indeed very strong." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

With his current realm, he couldn't exert much of the Pan Emperor Years Sword's power.

But this random sword strike was powerful to the extreme.

Suddenly, the Supreme Bone within Jun Xiaoyao's chest vibrated again, as if producing some kind of resonance.

"The Supreme Bone is acting up again; last time it was because of that Reincarnation Dao Gold." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

Thinking about it this way, the Supreme Bone's next divine ability seemed to be related to the power of years and reincarnation.

"It seems that when I have time later, I must go to the Sacred Spirit Academy to investigate whether that Reincarnation Sacred Spirit can cause my Supreme Bone to undergo a transformation." Jun Xiaoyao spoke to himself.

He put the Pan Emperor Years Sword into his spatial artifact.

"If that Panwu Divine Lord knew that the Pan Emperor Years Sword he worked so hard to find was obtained by me just by signing in, he would probably be so angry he'd vomit blood, right?" Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but smile.

For now, the Pan Emperor Life Sword was in Yang Pan's hands.

The Pan Emperor Years Sword was in Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

Only the Pan Emperor Void Sword remained.

"No rush. The reason I left Yang Pan alive wasn't just to use him as a coolie to find the Pan Emperor Void Sword? When the time comes, I just need to snatch it from him."

Jun Xiaoyao was calculated in every step, having already thought of a backup plan.

The only value in Yang Pan staying alive was to help him find the final Pan Emperor Void Sword.

That Panwu Divine Lord clearly held the same idea.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn't mind; no one could snatch the things he wanted to obtain.

"Just this Pan Emperor Years Sword alone makes the trip worthwhile." Jun Xiaoyao continued to advance.

Even if, in the end, Jun Xiaoyao didn't find the opportunity for his Huanggu Shengti vision to transform, he wouldn't have any regrets.

A sword, and he had already made his money back.

After shaking off those bronze puppets, Jun Xiaoyao continued to penetrate deeper into the Panwu Mausoleum.

Ancient palaces were covered in thick dust.

Most of the palaces inside were empty.

Clearly, the opportunities inside had long been looted by the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

As for some Saint Elixirs, precious medicines, Saint medicines, Marquis weapons, etc., that were occasionally left behind, Jun Xiaoyao didn't care at all.

At this moment, a special palace suddenly appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's field of vision.

That palace was located in the most remote corner of the depths of the Panwu Mausoleum, surrounded by piles of weeds.

Outside, there were even some chains encircling that area, as if they didn't want people to approach.

"Eh... that is..." Jun Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes.

In this Panwu Mausoleum, most places could be seen to have traces of people exploring.

Only that palace seemed to have no human traces.

And around it, there seemed to be blood-colored mist lingering.

What made Jun Xiaoyao curious was not just the strange state of the palace.

It was even more because his Ancient Huanggu Shengti vaguely had a reaction.

Jun Xiaoyao made up his mind and stepped forward directly.

He pushed open the door of the palace, and inside was pitch black.

Gusts of cold wind blew out; ordinary people would definitely be scared to the point of hair standing on end, but Jun Xiaoyao was calm and composed.

His Ancient Huanggu Shengti restrained all demons, ghosts, evil spirits, and dark powers, so he wasn't afraid at all.

Just at this moment, from the depths of the darkness, the sound of clanking chains rang out.

That feeling was as if something imprisoned by chains was beginning to move.

"Hmm?" Just as Jun Xiaoyao was concentrating,

a blood-colored fist wind suddenly blasted from the depths of the darkness.

At the same time, there was a roar like a wild beast.

"What the hell?"

Jun Xiaoyao pushed his right arm out, twenty Daluo Immortal Bones shining, an incredibly sacred aura lingering as it collided with that blood-colored fist wind.

Boom!

A tremor, and the entire palace was shaking.

And under the illumination of the Daluo Immortal Bone's light, he also saw the figure in front of him clearly.

It was a figure with long hair hanging to the ground, like a wild man.

A pair of scarlet eyes were filled with chaotic and manic intent.

But what Jun Xiaoyao cared about was not the wild man's image, but his physique.

It was actually also an Ancient Huanggu Shengti!

Bang!

After one collision, Jun Xiaoyao and that wild man figure retreated at the same time.

Jun Xiaoyao's arm was numb.

"Fortunately, I have the blessing of the Daluo Immortal Bones and the Divine Elephant Overpowering Force, otherwise the result would be unpredictable." Jun Xiaoyao's expression was very serious.

In the depths of this Panwu Mausoleum, within the sealed palace,

how could an Ancient Huanggu Shengti appear?

And it wasn't an ordinary Ancient Huanggu Shengti.

This Ancient Huanggu Shengti felt like it had undergone some kind of transformation, a fallen Huanggu Shengti after mutation.

That's right, it was a Fallen Huanggu Shengti!

Because the Huanggu Shengti's blood was resplendent and sacred gold, while this Fallen Huanggu Shengti's blood was a kind of ominous dark red.

"This Fallen Huanggu Shengti definitely wouldn't be the Panwu Great Emperor. What kind of existence is it?"

Jun Xiaoyao's heart was filled with doubt and confusion. ===== CHAPTER 121 =====