"So, it turns out to be the Divine Son."

Contrary to everyone's expectations, this Great Elder of the Academy, instead of being furious, forced a smile that was uglier than crying and slightly cupped his hands towards Jun Xiaoyao.

He had long been warned by the dean and vice dean of the Academy to avoid provoking the Jun Family's Divine Son at all costs, treating him like a plague and steering clear as far as possible.

But now, seeing two injured Saint Heirs, the Great Elder had no choice but to bravely step forward.

Seeing a dignified Saint Master treat Jun Xiaoyao with courtesy, cultivators from all surrounding forces marveled and sighed.

"Great Elder..." The Yin Yang Saint Son and others paled.

They had just been relieved, thinking the Great Elder would uphold justice for them.

But the Great Elder turned out to be even more cowardly than expected.

"Oh well, consider it entertainment." Jun Xiaoyao walked in the void and began to ascend the ninety-nine-layer Celestial Ladder.

Like the Golden-Winged Roc King and others, they were extremely cautious when challenging these three levels.

Even a small mistake could cause them to fail.

But Jun Xiaoyao appeared calm and at ease, as if on a leisurely outing.

The eyes of countless cultivators in the audience were all focused on him, not blinking, unwilling to miss any moment.

They had been curious if the unrivaled talent Jun Xiaoyao could break the record of the ancient heroes, and now they could finally find the answer.

Hua Xiqing's clear Spiritual Gaze did not blink as it closely followed the white-clothed figure.

Compared to the two Saint Heirs, she, as the Saintess, wisely stayed out of trouble.

Jun Xiaoyao, in his unmatched white attire, with his clothes fluttering, resembled an Immortal descending from the Nine Heavens.

He continued striding upwards, step by step, never slowing his pace.

Even upon reaching the seventieth layer, when the pressure doubled, as if a mountain was pressing down, Jun Xiaoyao's speed remained unchanged.

This pressure, for someone with a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body who cultivated the Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Strength, was child's play for Jun Xiaoyao.

Without a doubt, Jun Xiaoyao directly broke through to the ninetieth layer.

"Indeed, he's reached the ninety layers!" many cultivators exclaimed, yet they were not surprised.

Jun Xiaoyao's strength was unquestionable, and reaching ninety layers should be a normal feat.

However, beyond the ninety layers, it became much harder.

"After the ninety layers of the Celestial Ladder, each layer is more than ten times the previous pressure. Jun Family's Divine Son, can you make it?" the Great Elder mused inwardly.

To be honest, he had a bit of desire to see Jun Xiaoyao fail.

After all, this Divine Son's prestige was too overwhelming, causing quite a loss of face for Holy Spirit Academy.

However, the outcome was destined to disappoint the Great Elder.

Jun Xiaoyao's body emanated Divine Radiance, like a White-clothed Divine King at the gate, each step causing the Void to tremble, like war drums being struck.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Jun Xiaoyao took nine consecutive steps in one breath.

The most difficult nine layers of the ladder were crossed by him in one go!

Shock!

Stunned!

Incredulous!

All disciples, stewards, and even the Great Elder of the Holy Spirit Academy were stupefied.

As members of the Academy, they knew well the difficulty of the ninety-nine-layer Celestial Ladder.

But now, Jun Xiaoyao effortlessly passed through, reaching the peak!

From the sky, a shower of light fell, auspicious exotic beasts manifested, and the phantom of ancient heroes flickered, as if worshiping Jun Xiaoyao.

Jun Xiaoyao passed the ninety-nine layers of the Celestial Ladder in one fell swoop.

The Golden-Winged Roc King froze in place.

Ye Xingyun couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The Little Western Heaven Buddha's Son's face turned stiff.

The record they couldn't break was easily shattered by Jun Xiaoyao.

And judging by appearances, it couldn't have been easier.

"Next challenge."

Jun Xiaoyao, without any pause, directly moved on to the second challenge.

The second challenge was to ring the heavy Ancient Bell.

Previously, the Golden-Winged Roc King had only managed to ring it fifteen times.

"I think the Jun Family's Divine Son could reach the record of eighteen rings!" a Celestial Pride shouted, filled with excitement.

They were witnessing a miracle!

Some cultivators' eyes glittered as they speculated that Jun Xiaoyao might break the record and achieve eighteen rings.

Jun Xiaoyao directly activated the Divine Elephant Prison-Suppressing Strength and threw a punch!

Ninety thousand Giant Elephant Particles, plus ten thousand Dragon Elephant Particles, bringing forth a towering Divine Power of 1.9 billion catties, erupted from the fist of Jun Xiaoyao.

At the same time, a phantom of a dragon and elephant accompanied this thunderous punch.

Dragons and elephants, both representing the pinnacle of strength, stood for supreme grand might.

Jun Xiaoyao was the embodiment of this supreme might!

Dong...

Jun Xiaoyao's fist landed on the Ancient Bell, producing a deep echoing sound.

The crowd held their breaths, waiting for the subsequent sounds.

But there was none...

After the first sound, the Ancient Bell seemed to fall into silence, with no additional sound.

"What's going on?" Many were bewildered, dumbfounded.

Why was there only one sound?

This was entirely out of line with their expectations, a world of difference.

"It can't be, no matter what, the Jun Family's Divine Son shouldn't have only made the Ancient Bell ring once?"

The Celestial Pride who predicted Jun Xiaoyao would break the record couldn't help but say.

The Yin Yang Saint Son and Xia Lan, although unclear of the reason, did not hesitate to show mocking expressions.

However, the Golden-Winged Roc King, Ye Xingyun, and others felt something was amiss.

Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent as he withdrew his fist.

"Third challenge..."

Jun Xiaoyao directly moved towards the third challenge's site without explanation, leaving only a back view for everyone.

Just as everyone was extremely perplexed.

Crack...

A faint sound of shattering echoed.

A crack appeared on the Ancient Bell.

This seemed to trigger a chain reaction, with continuous cracking sounds ensuing.

The entire Ancient Bell, under the shocked and stunned gaze of the crowd, crumbled into countless fragments!

At this moment, it was as if this world fell into dead silence!

The mocking smile on the faces of the Yin Yang Saint Son and Xia Lan froze, looking utterly ridiculous.

Even the Great Elder at the Saint Master Realm felt a chill run down his spine.

The Ancient Bell shattered!

The crowd, looking at Jun Xiaoyao's back once more, gazed as if in worship of a Divine Being!

"The Jun Family's Divine Son truly has the poise of a divine being, destined for the Throne of a Great Emperor!" a Celestial Pride couldn't help but shout excitedly.

Jun Linglong, Wu Mingyue, Jun Zhangjian, Yi Yu, and others revealed expressions of unprecedented fervent admiration.

Even Hua Xiqing's Spiritual Gaze shimmered with an unusual glow.

The Celestial Prides she'd seen before couldn't compare to even a finger of Jun Xiaoyao.

As for the Yin Yang Saint Son and Xia Lan?

Not worth mentioning, they couldn't even withstand one move from Jun Xiaoyao's followers.

The entire Holy Spirit Academy was in uproar, many cultivators following behind Jun Xiaoyao, wanting to witness his final challenge, the Dragon Gate.

At this moment, the Great Elder suddenly slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "Oh no, it's dangerous now!"

His concern wasn't for Jun Xiaoyao but for the Golden-Horned Flood Dragons being raised in the lake.

They were his cherished guests!

However, when the Great Elder came to his senses, behind him in the distance, the area of the Dragon Gate had already erupted with exclamations again.

Jun Xiaoyao delivered a punch, golden Divine Elephant crashing into the lake, directly killing all the Golden-Horned Flood Dragons in it.

Not a single one left!

Not a single one alive!

"Damn!"

The Great Elder yelled to the sky in a hoarse voice, screamed obscenities, his old eyes turning red, his heart bleeding.

Those were his carefully nurtured, beloved pets, all of them killed by Jun Xiaoyao!

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