In her imagination, forty-nine floors was already the limit.
As for the fiftieth floor, Ji Qingyi hadn't even thought about it.
Jun Xiaoyao being able to step onto the forty-ninth layer didn't surprise Ji Qingyi too much.
Even the figure of Jun Xiaoyao, with his back turned to all beings, that he had previously manifested, was enough to prove his extraordinary talent and strength.
"Qing Yi cannot be outdone." Ji Qing Yi's voice was resolute.
She was a woman, yet her personality transcended worldly affairs, like a fairy descending from heaven.
But still has a competitive spirit.
After all, in a time of great strife, only by surpassing others can one have the possibility of attaining enlightenment.
Ji Qingyi also has a heart to cultivate the Dao.
With a wave of her jade hand, she manifested the supernatural powers of the Human Immortal Sect. The Immortal Spirit Seal pressed down on the phantom.
Just inside the Heavenly Dao Tower, all the prodigies were striving to reach the forty-ninth floor.
Jun Xiaoyao has already cleared the level.
He looked out, and in the distance, within the desert, a figure from ancient times suddenly appeared.
That figure, clad in a homespun robe, shrouded a thin frame.
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed, and he swept away.
However, the closer Jun Xiaoyao got to that lonely figure, the greater the pressure he felt.
At the same time, a peculiar power of reincarnation is pervading.
Every step Jun Xiaoyao takes, the power of reincarnation grows stronger.
Jun Xiaoyao also noticed that his own life essence was rapidly draining away.
Now, Jun Xiaoyao finally understands why this space appears in the form of a desert.
Because under the cycle of reincarnation, all things will fall into decay and ruin.
If someone else were in this place, they would likely feel their vital energy draining as soon as they got close. They would become weak and their hair would turn white.
But unlike those who roam free, he possesses the ancient sacred body. He needs nothing more than essence and blood.
One could say that even the essence and blood of a young true dragon wouldn't compare to Jun Xiaoyao's.
One step...
Two steps... <<<
Three steps……
The closer one gets, the more intense the power of reincarnation becomes, ultimately multiplying many times over.
"Is this the power of the Holy Spirit? Even a mere skeleton, it is impossible to approach." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.
He knew that this physical form of the Holy Spirit was the Golden Wheel of Reincarnation.
Even after death, there is such a terrifying power of reincarnation lingering. This was something Jun Xiaoyao hadn't anticipated.
By the end, Jun Xiaoyao stood just a few dozen meters away from the skeletal remains.
The power of reincarnation here is incredibly potent.
If it were any other prodigy, like Ji Qingyi or Jun Lingcang, they would likely be unable to bear it and would quickly age.
"No, it shouldn't be like this. The test of fifty layers isn't over yet!" Jun Xiaoyao suddenly realized.
Fifty floors, and the final test remains: to stand against the power of reincarnation.
But the power of reincarnation is not so easily countered.
Jun Xiaoyao was thinking.
Suddenly, he noticed that on the ground there was a withered sapling.
Before, when he first entered this layer, he had also seen it.
"Reincarnation, rebirth, extinction, endless cycle…" Jun Xiaoyao murmured in a daze.
He suddenly sat down cross-legged and began to contemplate.
Jun Xiaoyao's talent is unquestionable, even without the system's enhancement, it would be considered peerless in the world.
All kinds of divine skills and secret techniques of the Jun family, Jun Xiaoyao could comprehend at a glance.
And now, he is inspired and begins to contemplate.
"Reincarnation is not merely a state of stillness, but rather a cycle of death and rebirth, a continuous flow of life. That is the true essence of reincarnation."
Jun Xiaoyao fell into enlightenment.
The supreme bone in his chest began to release dazzling brilliance.
The surrounding aura of reincarnation was thick, like a hundred rivers converging into the sea, gathering towards the Supreme Bone.

And at that moment, upon the shrunken frame clad in burlap, a tiny flicker of light, like a firefly, suddenly emerged, accompanied by a faint tremor of spirit.
"Could he be a descendant of that lineage? Truly monstrous talent, terrifyingly so..."

From this point, a ripple came from the flickering soul light.
Time flies.
One after another, talented youngsters were teleported out of the Heavenly Dao Tower due to their failure in the trials.
After all, not everyone can be like Jun Xiaoyao, who clears the levels all the way with unstoppable momentum.
Yin Yang Saint Son, Xia Lan, Hua Xi Qing and others stopped at the thirty-eighth floor.
Logically speaking, this score is already very good.
After all, in the past, when Tiandao Tower was opened, those who reached the 40th floor were few and far between.
But this time, the elder was unable to feel any joy.
Let's not talk about that outlier, Jun Xiaoyao.
Some other members of the Jun Family lineage, such as the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, Ye Xingyun, and the Little Western Heaven Buddha, all performed extremely well.
All members of the Jun family, even the weakest one, Jun Linglong, are at the same level as the Yin-Yang Saint Son and others.
Other sequences, too, uniformly reached the fortieth layer.
In comparison, these disciples of the academy seem rather awkward.
When the Yin-Yang Saint Son and others walked out, full of vigor and spirit, they saw Jun Xiaoyao who was at the peak.
Their expressions were also equally dumbfounded.
Subsequently, the Taoist hearts of Yin Yang Saint Child and Xia Lan were dealt a fatal blow once again, leaving them utterly despondent.
Hua Xiqing's eyes, full of admiration, shone brighter than ever before.
"The Divine Son of the Jun family is truly a divine being, having accomplished an impossible miracle."
As soon as Hua X Qing thought of Jun Xiaoyao's previous agreement to have a philosophical debate with her, she couldn't contain her excitement.
When the golden-winged roc king, Ye Xingyun, Fahai and others came out, they hadn't had time to boast about their achievements before they saw the cruel reality.
"How is this possible?" The golden-winged roc king's heart was restless, and he completely doubted his life.
He still thought he could compete with Jun Xiaoyao, but now it turned out that the other party had already broken the ancient record.
This result, he could not accept.
Jinchang Xiaopeng Wang had already cleared forty-five layers, which was considered amazing, but compared to Jun Xiaoyao, he was nothing!
He was deeply moved by this, as were Ye Xingyun and Fahai.
Their faces were ashen, black as the bottom of a pot.
A sense of powerlessness spread through their hearts.
And within the Heavenly Dao Building, naturally drawing the most attention were Jun Lingcang and Ji Qingyi.
The two of them, one a heavy-eyed seer, the top ranked in the Jun family.
One was the goddess of the Ji clan, the holy maiden of the Human Immortal Sect.
If there were no Jade Pearl of Freedom before them, these two would undoubtedly be the most dazzling today.
To everyone's astonishment, Jun Lingcang and Ji Qingyi both broke through the forty-eighth layer, reaching the forty-ninth.
"The first sequence of the Jun family, as expected, is extraordinary."
"Indeed, I envy your family. You have so many talented people."
"The celestial maiden from the Ji clan possesses a truly remarkable talent. It remains to be seen, however, if they can reach the fiftieth floor."
"I'm looking at him, after all, not everyone can compare to the Jun Family's Divine Child. The Divine Child is a monstrous and extraordinary anomaly."
As everyone was discussing, the result was finally out.
They did indeed stop at the forty-ninth floor.
However, this achievement is already extremely impressive, representing that they all have the peerless talent of their generation.
"It's a pity..."
Jun Ling Cang stood with his hands behind his back, stepping out of the Heavenly Dao Building. His eyes were still covered by a cloth.
Although everyone could only vaguely sense it, Jun Lingcang's aura had become noticeably stronger.
Inside the Heavenly Dao Tower, Jun Lingcang also gained an opportunity. His heavy pupils underwent a great transformation.
And on the other side, Ji Qingyi also gracefully stepped out.
She nodded slightly and murmured, "That ghost-faced girl is indeed powerful and eerie. It would be too difficult to defeat her."
Then, Ji Qingyi thought again of the strange happenings at Tian Dao Building before.
"Could it be that Mo Xioyao truly crossed the forty-nine layers?" Ji Qingyi subconsciously raised her eyes to look.
At a glance, her exquisite beauty was marred by an unprecedented look of astonishment, as if her soul had been lost.
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