Chapter 121: The Secret of the Holy Body, Rebuilding Pan Wu Da Di, and Controlling the Fallen Holy Body

Who turned the Ancient Holy Body into the Fallen Holy Body?

Intuition told Jun Xiaoyao it wasn't the work of Pan Wu Shen Zhu or others.

If Pan Wu Shen Zhu and the rest had done it, they wouldn't have sealed it here in Pan Wu Ling.

This Fallen Holy Body seemed to have been sealed here since ancient times.

Pan Wu Shen Zhu and the others paid it no mind.

Probably because they couldn't control it.

For this Fallen Holy Body had nearly lost all reason and spiritual sense, like a mad beast.

Roar!

Just as the Fallen Holy Body lunged again, its body was restrained.

Chains wrapped around its neck, wrists, and ankles, covered in dense suppression runes.

Jun Xiaoyao stepped back slightly, and the Fallen Holy Body could no longer reach him.

"No wonder I felt this Holy Body's power wasn't particularly strong—it was sealed," Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

As another Ancient Holy Body, he could vaguely sense it too.

This Fallen Holy Body had broken roughly four chains.

In the current era, that was already extremely difficult.

After all, not everyone was like Jun Xiaoyao, born having broken all ten chains.

Jun Xiaoyao could also roughly sense its cultivation base—around the Saint Realm.

Jun Xiaoyao's gaze shifted.

With the sealing chains intact, this Fallen Holy Body couldn't threaten him.

But if he left now, Jun Xiaoyao truly felt unwilling.

He believed that deep within this hall lay some secret of the Ancient Holy Body.

Jun Xiaoyao looked at the Fallen Holy Body, and suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him.

"If I could temporarily suppress this Fallen Holy Body and take it away…" Jun Xiaoyao pondered.

He had come to Pan Wu Ling only once; anything he could take, he would take.

No need to be polite to the Pan Wu Divine Dynasty.

Thinking this, Jun Xiaoyao devised a method: use his own Ancient Holy Body's blood qi to temporarily suppress the Fallen Holy Body's chaotic demonic nature.

This method wasn't guaranteed to succeed, but it was worth trying.

Jun Xiaoyao first activated the Ten Thousand Saints Paying Homage phenomenon; around him, the void shimmered with countless Saintly silhouettes, all bowing to Jun Xiaoyao.

A vast, overwhelming force crushed the surroundings, even suppressing the Fallen Holy Body significantly.

Then Jun Xiaoyao activated his own Ancient Holy Body's blood qi.

Golden blood qi surged upward, radiating a sacred, auspicious, purifying aura that cleansed all evil.

Jun Xiaoyao reached out his hand, and boundless golden blood qi coalesced into a golden blood seal in his palm.

He slammed the blood seal directly onto the Fallen Holy Body's forehead.

The Fallen Holy Body roared in agony, white smoke billowing from its skull.

Jun Xiaoyao continued pouring in golden blood qi until he temporarily sealed its chaotic spiritual sense.

For anyone else, subduing this Fallen Holy Body would have been impossible.

But Jun Xiaoyao, also an Ancient Holy Body, possessed this ability—he could even take it away.

Jun Xiaoyao wasted no time and entered the hall's depths to investigate.

Soon, he found ancient scrolls, nearly rotted away, steeped in the aura of time.

Jun Xiaoyao glanced over them briefly, his expression showing surprise.

"So that's how it was," Jun Xiaoyao breathed deeply.

This Fallen Holy Body had been created by several generations of powerful figures from the Pan Wu Divine Dynasty, who sought to revive the glory of Pan Wu Da Di.

They wanted to forcibly create another "Pan Wu Da Di."

Thus, they spent countless years to find this rare Ancient Holy Body.

They intended to cultivate it into a perfected Holy Body that broke all ten chains, then let it grow into a new Pan Wu Da Di to protect the dynasty.

But breaking all ten chains was incredibly difficult—almost defying heaven itself.

After breaking only two chains, this Ancient Holy Body could make no further progress.

Then the Pan Wu Divine Dynasty's powerful figures began trying twisted methods, attempting to shatter the Holy Body's chains through other special means.

The result? The Ancient Holy Body descended into madness.

And in the end, some strange, ominous force seemed to have been summoned.

This omen halted the experiments, killing many.

The Ancient Holy Body became the Fallen Holy Body, sealed here.

They didn't destroy it, likely because the Pan Wu Divine Dynasty still clung to hope—perhaps someday they'd find a way.

But the Pan Wu Divine Dynasty gradually declined generation after generation, unable even to find the Three Pan Emperor Swords; who had the heart to deal with this Fallen Holy Body?

Thus, it remained sealed here until now.

"So this is what they tried—forcing the cultivation of a perfected Holy Body to forge a new Pan Wu Da Di," Jun Xiaoyao shook his head slightly.

He thought the Pan Wu Divine Dynasty's powerful figures must have lost their minds.

Yet the scrolls didn't record what kind of omen the Fallen Holy Body ultimately summoned.

And that omen seemed specifically targeted at Ancient Holy Bodies.

"I'll deal with this later—some of these records are vital to me," Jun Xiaoyao began collecting the data.

Among them were not only records about this Fallen Holy Body, but also fragments of Pan Wu Da Di's own insights on the Holy Body.

These insights were what mattered most to Jun Xiaoyao—they might trigger his awakening of another Holy Body phenomenon.

Though Jun Xiaoyao's own talent meant he could awaken another phenomenon without much time,

with Pan Wu Da Di's insights, progress would accelerate greatly, saving him immense time.

After gathering the data, Jun Xiaoyao turned back and approached the Fallen Holy Body.

This Ancient Holy Body was pitiable—forcibly twisted into a Fallen Holy Body by the Pan Wu Divine Dynasty.

Jun Xiaoyao drew the Pan Emperor's Age Sword and slashed at the sealing chains.

The chains were extremely sturdy, infused with sealing power.

Yet under the Age Sword's temporal force, they still snapped.

Jun Xiaoyao directly sealed the Fallen Holy Body inside a space treasure.

Normally, living beings couldn't be stored in treasures.

But this Fallen Holy Body was nearly a mindless corpse—a puppet—so it could be contained.

Jun Xiaoyao took the Fallen Holy Body because a sudden idea had surfaced in his mind.

Since he too was an Ancient Holy Body, what if he split off a portion of his true soul and implanted it into the Fallen Holy Body?

Could he then control this Fallen Holy Body?

The moment he imagined this possibility, fire ignited in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.

After all, this was a Saint-level Ancient Holy Body.

If revived and controlled by him, how terrifying a power would it unleash?