Chapter 152: Unstoppable Momentum: Slaying the Ancient Emperor

Since ancient times, countless prodigies have passed through the Heaven's Path Tower.

Jun Xiaoyao never expected that the Heaven's Path Tower could imprint the silhouettes of some of these heroes as trials.

The ancient hero across from him had a blurred face and held a crimson blood-stained battle spear.

One thrust pierced forward, as if the void itself would shatter, dragging layers of blood-red gusts.

Jun Xiaoyao reached out and seized, boundless magic power surging as it coalesced into the Spear of the God of Death.

Infused with the terrifying divine power of Divine Elephant Subduing Hell, he hurled the spear head-on, tip against tip.

BOOM!

The Spear of the God of Death swiftly pierced through the ancient hero's phantom.

Jun Xiaoyao continued ascending another level.

The array's suppression intensified another tier, further restraining all his abilities.

And on this level, another ancient hero's phantom manifested.

He formed the Precious Vase Seal, like a blazing sun, charging toward Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao unleashed the technique of Divine Elephant Subduing Hell, conjuring a hellish furnace to resist, then crushed the ancient hero's phantom into the furnace and refined it into nothingness.

Thus, Jun Xiaoyao ascended level by level, reaching above the fortieth.

Outside, the crowd had fallen utterly silent.

Jun Xiaoyao surged ahead alone, leaving all other prodigies far behind.

"I feel like the Heaven's Path Tower is just a sightseeing spot for the Jun Clan's divine son," some cultivators muttered in shock.

To Jun Xiaoyao, the Heaven's Path Tower was as easy as walking on flat ground.

When Jun Xiaoyao reached the forty-fifth level, the array's suppression on him vanished.

Jun Xiaoyao fully restored his power.

But Jun Xiaoyao did not relax.

Before him, golden light surged, and a dragon's roar echoed.

A hazy golden figure appeared, horns sprouting from its head, its aura reaching an extreme peak—a single thread of dragon aura reverberated through eternity.

"This is…" Jun Xiaoyao's expression finally grew slightly serious.

Outside, seeing Jun Xiaoyao halt at the forty-fifth level, some cultivators could not help asking: "What trial is on the forty-fifth level that could slow the Jun Clan's divine son?"

Just as everyone wondered, the Grand Elder took a deep breath and spoke: "From the forty-fifth to the forty-ninth level, the figures that appear may be Young Emperor or Ancient Emperor's Young Son."

"What?!"

Hearing this, countless cultivators around gasped sharply.

Young Emperor!

Ancient Emperor's Young Son!

It sent chills down spines—just hearing their names was enough to make countless prodigies tremble.

That meant Jun Xiaoyao was now battling a Young Emperor in his youth, an Ancient Emperor's Young Son.

"Too monstrous—is it even possible for a contemporary prodigy to defeat them?" an elder from an ancient clan could not help exclaiming.

Since the recent ancient era, heavenly laws have changed; let alone reaching the Immortal Dao realm, even achieving Emperorhood has become exceedingly difficult.

Asking contemporary prodigies to face a Young Emperor and an Ancient Emperor's Young Son is truly unfair.

"Now I understand why no one in this age has reached the forty-ninth level—it's simply impossible," another cultivator shook his head.

Defeating a Young Emperor or an Ancient Emperor's Young Son is a task so difficult it borders on impossible.

Not even matching them is possible, let alone defeating them.

"Who knows? The Jun Clan's divine son is a monster beyond reason—don't forget the white-robed silhouette he manifested earlier," some cultivators reminded.

All hearts trembled in unison.

Indeed, that back turned to all living beings was stronger than any Emperor or Ancient Emperor.

Today, they might truly witness a miracle!

Inside the Heaven's Path Tower's forty-fifth level.

Battle erupted, light surged, magic power overflowed.

Jun Xiaoyao extended his fingers and palm, a golden magic hand striking and cracking the void.

On the other side, the horned phantom punched forward, its fist radiating world-shaking light entwined with a golden true dragon.

"Is this… the imprint of a true dragon's offspring?" Jun Xiaoyao wondered.

His physical strength was peerless, unmatched in his realm.

Thus, Jun Xiaoyao rarely used flashy techniques against opponents—he simply slapped them.

Of ten prodigies, not one could withstand his slap.

Yet now, this horned figure could match him blow for blow in physical power.

Aside from a true dragon's offspring, Jun Xiaoyao could think of no other possibility.

The dragon clan's physique was already formidable—how much more so a true dragon's offspring?

"So what if it's a true dragon's offspring? My physique is peerless—even true dragons must lie low!"

Jun Xiaoyao pushed with both arms, releasing celestial light.

The power of forty Great Luo Immortal Bones erupted simultaneously.

Instantly, Jun Xiaoyao's power surged countless times over.

He formed the Human King Seal and struck—cracks formed in the void.

The space within the Heaven's Path Tower was far less stable than the external Immortal Realm.

Thus, Jun Xiaoyao shattered the limit of force, directly breaking the space apart.

The true dragon offspring's phantom also blazed with golden radiance, unleashing an ancient dragon fist—representing the pinnacle of physical power.

BOOM!

Terrifying force tore through the void, spreading black fissures around.

Under such a cataclysmic clash, the true dragon offspring's phantom was instantly shattered by Jun Xiaoyao's seal.

Jun Xiaoyao successfully stepped into the forty-sixth level.

Outside, watching Jun Xiaoyao ascend to the forty-sixth level.

Silence fell—everyone's faces flushed red, then erupted in shouts.

"The Jun Clan's divine son succeeded!"

"A miracle! Did he defeat a Young Emperor or an Ancient Emperor's Young Son?"

Many cultivators whispered among themselves—this scene had never occurred during any previous opening of the Heaven's Path Tower.

Not even reaching the fortieth level was common, let alone the forty-sixth.

"Hmm, the Ji Clan's divine daughter also passed the fortieth level." Some noticed.

"The Jun Clan's Reincarnated Eyes also passed."

"The Ye Clan's Star Sovereign Body did too."

A few prodigies had passed the fortieth level.

In past times, this would have drawn widespread attention.

But now, with Jun Xiaoyao ahead like a pearl beside jade.

These prodigies who passed the fortieth level could not draw any notice.

On the forty-sixth level, Jun Xiaoyao's opponent was a tall figure holding a blue lotus.

This figure's power surpassed the previous true dragon offspring.

Moreover, its magic power was world-shattering—every movement shattered the void.

"Could this be a Young Emperor?" Jun Xiaoyao speculated.

First a true dragon offspring, now a Young Emperor.

No wonder few in the recent ancient era reached the forty-ninth level—these trials were too difficult.

Even Jun Xiaoyao now had to exert himself.

He unleashed the Yuan Emperor Dao Sword and the Killing Immortal Sword Art in succession.

Various martial arts, invincible techniques, flowed from Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

In the end, Jun Xiaoyao still destroyed the phantom.

On the forty-seventh level, Jun Xiaoyao's opponent was a figure with twin wings, flames blazing crimson.

Jun Xiaoyao guessed it was a young true phoenix.

Afterwards, Jun Xiaoyao still slashed it apart with one palm.

On the forty-eighth level, Jun Xiaoyao's opponent was a towering figure holding a precious pagoda, aura surging, suppressing all heavens.

In this battle, Jun Xiaoyao was forced to reveal some of his trump cards: the Holy Body's manifestation, Ten Thousand Saints Paying Homage, and the Heavenly Tribulation Light within his Supreme Bone.

Only then did he finally destroy that terrifying figure.

"Forty-ninth level…" Jun Xiaoyao's gaze grew deep, his expression calm, stepping forward.