Chapter 268: Fallen Huanggu Shengti protects the Dao, Jun Xiaoyao

Boom!

After a deafening sound, the seven-colored thunder tribulation landed where Jun Xiaoyao was.

In an instant, seven-colored thunder spread out, permeating all directions, making a crackling sound.

Jiang Luoli's brain roared, and her whole person was like wood, her delicate body unable to move.

"Is he dead?" The heaven-proud children around muttered.

Watching Ji Qingyi and the others also had their gazes locked on the top of the altar.

Logically speaking, it was completely impossible for Jun Xiaoyao to withstand the seven-colored thunder tribulation.

As the thunder light dissipated, everyone's gaze froze at the same time.

Their faces all carried a look of shock.

Because Jun Xiaoyao was safe and sound!

And the reason he was safe and sound was because a heroic and majestic figure was blocking in front of him.

Black hair hung down to his feet, and his whole person emitted an aura like an abyss or a demon.

It was the Fallen Huanggu Shengti!

The Fallen Huanggu Shengti roared at the sky, black hair scattered, like a god-demon who wouldn't yield to heaven and earth!

"This..."

Let alone others, even Jun Xiaoyao himself was stunned for a moment.

He hadn't poured his soul power into the Fallen Huanggu Shengti.

That is to say, the current Fallen Huanggu Shengti was acting according to its own will, rather than being controlled by Jun Xiaoyao.

But this... how was it possible?

Jun Xiaoyao had doubts in his heart.

However, he also thought that before, when controlling the Fallen Huanggu Shengti, at certain moments, there seemed to be a trace of clarity in the Fallen Huanggu Shengti's eyes.

At that time, Jun Xiaoyao hadn't paid much attention, thinking it was an illusion.

Now it seemed, did the Fallen Huanggu Shengti still maintain a deep-level consciousness?

"But, why did he take the initiative to attack and protect the Dao for me?" Jun Xiaoyao had doubts again.

At this time, above the firmament, a roar came again.

For failing to destroy Jun Xiaoyao with one strike, Heaven seemed very furious, and strands of seven-colored thunder roared down.

Each thunder could easily destroy a Sage.

The Fallen Huanggu Shengti roared, stomped its feet on the ground, and soared into the sky, meeting the thunder tribulation.

In the Ten Realms Rift, Saint-level powerhouses were not allowed.

But at this moment, the Fallen Huanggu Shengti was simply resisting the power of the seven-colored thunder tribulation with its physical body strength, without Saint-level magic power.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Strands of thunder struck the Fallen Huanggu Shengti, but the Fallen Huanggu Shengti didn't retreat a step.

Even if its physical body began to crack, it didn't retreat.

Jun Xiaoyao took a deep breath, didn't hesitate, grasped this opportunity, and continued to comprehend.

In his body, the Ten Realms Immortal Seed had completely disappeared, turning into nourishment, nourishing that cluster of energy.

That cluster of energy was his own Dao.

Within it, scenes of opening the heavens and earth and evolving the great universe chaos seemed to emerge.

With the gradual permeation of this aura, the void around him collapsed bit by bit, turning into nothingness.

It was as if Jun Xiaoyao's Dao wanted to transcend the myriad Daos of the heavens, creating its own rules.

"Once my Dao emerges, the myriad Daos will collapse!"

Jun Xiaoyao had some enlightenment, concentrating all his attention within his body.

Within his own body, it seemed to begin to evolve a world.

That was his world, his Dao, his path.

With Jun Xiaoyao's deepening comprehension, the power of the seven-colored thunder tribulation also grew stronger and stronger.

Even the Fallen Huanggu Shengti's physical body began to crack and gradually shatter.

However, the Fallen Huanggu Shengti was still like a hard wall, blocking everything for Jun Xiaoyao.

This was perhaps a kind of protection for the same Ancient Huanggu Shengti.

The Fallen Huanggu Shengti hoped that Jun Xiaoyao could raise the prestige of the Ancient Huanggu Shengti lineage and walk out of a path that had never existed before.

To lift all shackles and curses for the Ancient Huanggu Shengti.

Boom!

In the end, the endless seven-colored thunder tribulation directly submerged the Fallen Huanggu Shengti.

Its physical body began to disintegrate.

The Fallen Huanggu Shengti was ultimately the Fallen Huanggu Shengti, not the Ancient Huanggu Shengti in its prime.

Its physical body had also undergone countless experiments and modifications, ultimately losing some characteristics of the Ancient Huanggu Shengti.

So under this terrifying world-destroying thunder tribulation, the Fallen Huanggu Shengti finally couldn't hold on.

Its physical body began to fall apart, and finally shattered with a loud roar.

The moment it shattered.

It was as if a sentence had entered Jun Xiaoyao's mind.

"The Huanggu Shengti lineage depends on you."

"Remember... go to the Ancient Sacred Hall..."

Boom!

After protecting Jun Xiaoyao and emitting its final heat.

The Fallen Huanggu Shengti finally disintegrated thoroughly, turning into flying ash and disappearing into the world.

Jun Xiaoyao, who heard this, had no time to be moved.

He was concentrating on deducing the Dao rules.

However, he heard that sentence and kept it firmly in his heart.

Without the obstruction of the Fallen Huanggu Shengti.

The seven-colored thunder tribulation could finally strike Jun Xiaoyao without obstruction.

And just at this time, around the Altar of Heroic Spirits, endless spirits emerged again.

Before, when Jun Xiaoyao wanted to ascend to the top of the altar, ten thousand spirits had also emerged.

And the spirits that emerged now were more than ten thousand.

There were simply hundreds of thousands.

Don't think this number is huge.

You must know, this was the quantity accumulated through countless eras and time.

"This... is it really a dead end!"

Seeing those hundreds of thousands of spirits, Jiang Luoli's small face was pale.

Watching Ji Qingyi and the Little Demon Fairy also felt cold.

They knew this path might be difficult, but they didn't expect it to be difficult to this extent.

It was no different from a dead end.

But in the next moment, something surprising appeared.

Those hundreds of thousands of spirits were not targeting Jun Xiaoyao, but roaring at the sky!

That's right, it was a roar at the sky!

They had once all been ancient outstanding people who had climbed the altar and wanted to open up a path of their own like Jun Xiaoyao

But they all failed.

Because the Heavens wanted to stop them.

And now, after many eras, there was finally someone who might be able to walk their own path.

These heroic spirits appeared not to deal with Jun Xiaoyao, but to help Jun Xiaoyao deal with these unjust Heavens!

By what right must humans be trapped by heaven and earth!

By what right can they only be prisoners in shackles!

This is a rebellion against fate!

Boom!

Hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits struck together, rebelling against the Heavens!

This was a terrifying power; even the seven-colored lightning tribulation had to retreat three times!

And Jun Xiaoyao, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits, was like the only god.

Looking at the fallen Huanggu Shengti turning to ashes, looking at the hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits protecting him.

Even Jun Xiaoyao felt a chill emerge in his eyes.

Inside his dantian, that mass of energy compressed infinitely, finally appearing to turn into nothingness.

But within the nothingness, a point suddenly emerged.

This point seemed to encompass all things, contain the universe, and a brand-new path gradually emerged.

This point did not belong to this world, but was created by Jun Xiaoyao himself.

Just as this point was about to form.

Above the firmament, the seven-colored lightning tribulation intertwined, finally turning into a thunderous human face.

That thunderous human face was incomparably huge, filling the firmament.

It opened its mouth, and a terrifying pillar of thunderous light poured down toward Jun Xiaoyao.

Even those hundreds of thousands of heroic spirits, fighting back with all their might, could not resist and turned into ashes one after another amidst shrill screams.

Facing this final move by the Heavens to annihilate him.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was calm.

His Dao, his path, was about to form; how could he give up here?

"Come on, I, Jun Xiaoyao, wish to test my height against the Heavens!"

Jun Xiaoyao gave a cold shout, raised his hand, and three sword beams cut through the vastness of heaven and earth, appearing.

Faintly, a trace of imperial might radiated out.

"That is..."

Watching Ji Qingyi, Little Moxian, Wang Chuan, Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, Yan Qingying, and all the remaining geniuses.

Their pupils dilated, they took a deep breath, and ten-thousand-foot waves surged in their hearts!

That was... the might belonging to an Emperor!