[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body":3,"chapter-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-153":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Starting with the Wasteland Sacred Body",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2340960,4576,"Chapter 153: Forty-Ninth Level: The Mysterious Ghost-Faced Girl, the Hand of Heaven Displays Divine Might","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-153",153,"\u003Cp>The Heaven’s Path Tower has fifty levels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But legend says no one can set foot on the fiftieth level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It is said to be the eternal slumber place of the Cycle Holy Spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since ancient times, the forty-ninth level has been the highest level of the Heaven’s Path Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In recent ages, Jun Xiaoyao was the only prodigy to reach the forty-ninth level of the Heaven’s Path Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if one cannot ultimately pass it, merely setting foot upon it is already a miracle, worthy of being recorded in history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forty-ninth level!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the crowd went mad; countless cultivators were stunned beyond measure, feeling they had witnessed a moment destined for the annals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Elder of the Academy also felt his heart tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though he was a Saint Master, he was now plunged into profound shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, from deep within the Holy Spirit Academy, a voice suddenly reached the Grand Elder’s ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The speaker was the Academy’s Dean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing the message, the Grand Elder’s aged face twisted in astonishment: “What? Is this truly necessary?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grand Elder’s emotions were complex; he never expected the Academy to make this decision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It must be because Jun Family’s Divine Son’s talent and strength are too monstrous—otherwise, the Dean and others would never have made this decision.” The Grand Elder sighed deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An ancient academy with countless years of heritage was now bowing to a mere teenager—truly heartbreaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the outside world descended into frenzy, Jun Xiaoyao had already entered the space of the forty-ninth level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He too was curious: what kind of extraordinary being would guard this level?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a sprinkle of luminous rain fell from across from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hazy, slender figure appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a girl, with snow-white skin, shrouded in mist, her features indistinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On her face, she wore a ghostly mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the mask, her gaze was deep and cold, glowing with a faint eerie light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On her fingers rested a bronze ring, sometimes transforming into a bell, sometimes into a cauldron, sometimes into a sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm?” Jun Xiaoyao sensed an unusual aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had actually felt a hint of danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was highly implausible for Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along his path, he had crushed all contemporary prodigies; none had so much as scratched him, let alone made him feel danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this masked girl before him had, rarely, stirred in him a sense of danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This feeling was utterly novel to him—an experience he had never known.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the ghost-faced girl spoke in a haunting voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The flowers of the Other Shore bloom in seven hues of heaven; when they fall, immortality takes a thousand years…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother… where are you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, the girl’s deep gaze beneath the mask suddenly turned toward Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother… it’s you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What does that mean?” Jun Xiaoyao frowned, confused by the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When had he ever had a sister?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No… no… you’re not…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost-faced girl suddenly began shaking her head violently; her gaze beneath the mask turned crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vast fields of crimson benan flowers spread from her feet, forming a domain of utter lifelessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bad…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao’s expression shifted, and he acted immediately—he unleashed his Sacred Body’s manifestation: Ten Thousand Saints Paying Homage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vast phantom shadows of Saintly figures emerged from the void, bowing before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A terrifying pressure spread outward, colliding with the girl’s benan flower domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One side was the Sacred Body’s manifestation, the other the ghost-faced girl’s eerie domain; the entire space shattered and cracked instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Surroundings plunged into absolute darkness; only Jun Xiaoyao and the ghost-faced girl stood facing each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She attacked him—her bronze ring transformed into a bronze longsword, slashing toward Jun Xiaoyao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One slash unleashed torrential sword light, like a river of stars cascading from heaven, terrifying in its power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could be said that most contemporary prodigies could not withstand even her casual strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao did not hold back; he knew this ghost-faced girl was strange, beyond ordinary comprehension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He unleashed the Art of War, transforming countless divine weapons—swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, forks—into a raging flood that clashed with her blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her single sword cut through the flood of divine weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword’s momentum remained unbroken, descending straight upon Jun Xiaoyao’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Interesting. I haven’t encountered a worthy opponent in a long time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao felt no fear—only a rare thrill of excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To meet an opponent who could make him feel danger was exceedingly rare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao pulled out the Thanos Saint King Gauntlet, a purple-gold glove radiating divine radiance, exuding a Saint-level aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This gauntlet was forged from the bones of a Saint King, fused with a trace of Divine Trace Purple Gold—its power needed no explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao slipped the gauntlet onto his right hand and met the ghost-faced girl’s bronze sword head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clang rang out—sparks flew violently, metallic vibrations shaking the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost-faced girl was immediately thrown back, her bronze sword nearly slipping from her grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not bad.” Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly upon seeing this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Archaic Sacred Body, combined with the Divine Elephant’s Crushing Hell Force, plus the Thanos Saint King Gauntlet—this punch could smash a hole in heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he added the Great Luo Immortal Bone, the power would be unimaginable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This ghost-faced girl had taken his punch and was merely thrown back—proof enough of her astonishing strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before Jun Xiaoyao, it was still not enough!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If only I could find a suitable fist art,” Jun Xiaoyao murmured, shaking his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he could master a supreme fist art, combined with the Thanos Saint King Gauntlet and his own physical might…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheer ecstasy would be unbelievable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost-faced girl attacked again—her other jade hand swept out, summoning countless benan flowers, radiating an omen of doom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This technique…” Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had vaguely heard that in the Outer Realms, there was an Immortal Imperial Clan called the Benan Clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legend said their true form was the eerie benan flower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to conclude from this alone that the ghost-faced girl was connected to the Outer Realms would be too hasty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget it—focus on the task at hand,” Jun Xiaoyao thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His primary goal now was to pass this trial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if the ghost-faced girl had called him brother, he would still destroy her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was a machine without emotion, designed solely to break through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Jun Xiaoyao’s chest, brilliant light erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the Supreme Bone technique: Heaven’s Tribulation Light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terrifying tribulation light illuminated the surrounding darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This light seemed like a judgment sent down from heaven itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost-faced girl also unleashed her ultimate technique—a dark vortex appeared, as if capable of swallowing all things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Heaven’s Tribulation Light was drawn into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Jun Xiaoyao’s Supreme Bone erupted again with overwhelming divine power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Intense tribulation light coalesced into a colossal hand, imprinted with infinite runes—blocking out the sky!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That hand of tribulation light seemed like heaven’s decree, annihilating all living things!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the complete form of the Supreme Bone’s first great technique: the Hand of Heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hand of Heaven crushed downward, its shockwave immense; the already shattered space dissolved into endless cosmic dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the eerie ghost-faced girl, under the overwhelming pressure of the Hand of Heaven, was on the verge of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the instant before her figure vanished…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jun Xiaoyao thought he saw, beneath the mask, a glimmer of tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Will we meet again, brother…”\u003C\u002Fp>",1241,"2026-06-20T23:29:44.332Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","832247213b532de50564b9f77b09d0b5896fb35b3c49aaeb98b91613c4b546d7","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-154","starting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-chapter-152",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fstarting-with-the-wasteland-sacred-body-cover.jpg"]