Starting with Check-In Sacred Body of the Ancients-Chapter 120: Sign-in Seven-Star Reward, Panhuang Life Sword, the Mysterious Fallen Sacred Body!

Chapter 120 - 120: Sign-in Seven-Star Reward, Panhuang Life Sword, the Mysterious Fallen Sacred Body!

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a seven-star reward, Panhuang Time Sword!"

As the system's voice fell, the void in front of Jun Xiaoyao was abruptly torn open.

Immediately, an ancient sword with an air of simplicity appeared before Jun Xiaoyao.

This ancient sword was similar to the one Jun Xiaoyao had previously seen on Yang Pan.

However, that Panhuang Life Sword exuded an aura of all living beings, and its blade was also carved with hundreds of millions of living creatures.

But this Panhuang Time Sword, its entire body flowed with a simple and distant sense of time.

Carved on the body of this sword were the rotation of the sun and moon, the changing of the four seasons, the revolution of the stars, and the passage of time.

Just a glance gave one a feeling of ancient vicissitude.

"Interesting. I didn't expect to obtain one of the three Panhuang Swords."

Even with Jun Xiaoyao's composed and calm personality, at this moment, he rarely showed such delight.

Although sign-in rewards were random, sometimes they seemed to have a slight connection to the sign-in location.

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However, regardless, being able to obtain a seven-star reward, and moreover, the Panhuang Time Sword, was definitely an unexpected joyous surprise for Jun Xiaoyao.

"Have I evolved from a non-chief (unlucky person) to a European emperor (lucky person)?" Jun Xiaoyao murmured. (TN: "非酋" (fēiqiú) - literally "African chief," slang for someone with bad luck in gacha games. "欧皇" (ōuhuáng) - literally "European emperor," slang for someone with extremely good luck in gacha games.)

Last time he signed in at the Vermilion Bird Ancient Kingdom's imperial palace, he had only received a four-star reward.

Shaking his head slightly, Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and grasped the Panhuang Time Sword.

Instantly, he felt a power of time flowing.

His entire arm felt as if it were about to age within time.

At this moment, the twenty Da Luo Immortal Bones in his arm glowed, resisting the erosion of this power of time.

"Interesting. If someone else obtained this Panhuang Time Sword, they would likely find it difficult to use for a while," Jun Xiaoyao said.

The power of time was very mysterious and terrifying.

If an ordinary person were to approach this Panhuang Time Sword, they would probably age and wither immediately.

Unless they were some strong experts capable of resisting it with their own strength.

With a slight thought, Jun Xiaoyao, holding the Panhuang Time Sword, casually slashed towards the bronze puppets behind him.

Instantly, a semi-illusory sword light swept past, and those bronze puppets began to decay and age, then directly turned into a pile of copper rust powder on the ground.

"Indeed very strong," Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

With his current realm, he couldn't exert much of the Panhuang Time Sword's power.

But this casual slash was incredibly powerful.

Suddenly, the Supreme Bone in Jun Xiaoyao's chest trembled again, as if a certain resonance had occurred.

"The Supreme Bone is acting up again. Last time it was because of that Samsara Dao Gold," Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

Thinking this way, the Supreme Bone's next divine ability seemed to be related to the power of time and reincarnation.

"It seems that when I have time later, I'll have to make a trip to the Holy Spirit Academy to investigate whether that Reincarnation Holy Spirit can cause my Supreme Bone to undergo a transformation," Jun Xiaoyao said to himself.

He stored the Panhuang Time Sword into his spatial artifact.

"If that Panwu Divine Lord knew that I obtained the Panhuang Time Sword, which he has been painstakingly searching for, just by casually signing in, he would probably cough up blood from anger, right?" Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but smile.

Currently, the Panhuang Life Sword was in Yang Pan's hands.

The Panhuang Time Sword was in Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

Only the Panhuang Void Sword remained.

"No rush. The reason I spared Yang Pan's life wasn't it precisely to use him as a coolie to find the Panhuang Void Sword? When the time comes, I just need to snatch it from him."

Jun Xiaoyao's plans were flawless; he had long thought of a backup plan.

Yang Pan's only value in living was to help him find the final Panhuang Void Sword.

That Panwu Divine Lord clearly also had this idea.

However, Jun Xiaoyao didn't mind. No one could snatch away what he wanted to obtain.

"Just this Panhuang Time Sword alone makes this trip worthwhile," Jun Xiaoyao continued forward.

Even if, in the end, Jun Xiaoyao didn't find the opportunity for his Sacred Body phenomenon to transform, he wouldn't have any regrets.

One sword, and he had already gotten his money's worth.

After getting rid of those bronze puppets, Jun Xiaoyao continued to delve deeper into the Panwu Mausoleum.

Ancient palace halls were covered in thick dust.

Most of these halls were empty.

Evidently, the fortuitous encounters inside had long been plundered by the Panwu Divine Dynasty.

As for the occasional overlooked Saint Pills, Treasure Medicines, Saint Medicines, Marquis-grade weapons, and so on, Jun Xiaoyao paid them no mind at all.

At this moment, a peculiar palace suddenly appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's vision.

That palace was located in the most remote corner of the depths of the Panwu Mausoleum, surrounded by overgrown weeds.

There were even some chains outside, circling that area, as if to prevent people from approaching.

"Huh... that is..." Jun Xiaoyao's gaze narrowed.

In most places within this Panwu Mausoleum, traces of previous exploration could be seen.

Only that one palace hall seemed untouched by human presence.

Moreover, there seemed to be a blood-colored mist缭绕 (coiling/lingering) around it.

What made Jun Xiaoyao curious was not just the strange state of the palace hall.

It was more because his Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, vaguely, actually had a slight reaction.

Jun Xiaoyao made up his mind and directly strode forward.

He pushed open the doors of the palace hall; it was pitch black inside.

Gusts of sinister wind blew out. An ordinary person would definitely be so scared their hair would stand on end, but Jun Xiaoyao was calm and composed.

His Desolate Ancient Sacred Body suppressed all demons, ghosts, and evil spirits, as well as dark powers, so he had nothing to fear.

Just then, the rattling sound of chains came from the depths of the darkness.

It felt as if something imprisoned by chains had begun to move.

"Hmm?" Just as Jun Xiaoyao focused his attention.

A blood-red fist wind suddenly blasted out from the depths of the darkness.

Simultaneously, a beast-like roar was emitted.

"What the hell?"

Jun Xiaoyao pushed out horizontally with his right arm. Twenty Da Luo Immortal Bones glowed, and an incomparably sacred aura coiled out, colliding with that blood-red fist wind.

Boom!

With a tremor, the entire palace hall trembled.

And under the illumination of the Da Luo Immortal Bones' light, he also saw clearly the figure before him.

It was actually a figure with hair hanging down to the ground, like a wild man.

A pair of scarlet eyes were filled with chaotic frenzy.

But what concerned Jun Xiaoyao was not this wild man's appearance, but his physique.

It was also a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body!

Bang!

After the collision, Jun Xiaoyao and the wild man's figure both retreated simultaneously.

Jun Xiaoyao's arm was numb.

"Fortunately, I have the Da Luo Immortal Bones and the Godly Elephant Suppressing Prison Force's augmentation; otherwise, the outcome would be hard to predict." Jun Xiaoyao's expression was very grave.

In the depths of this Panwu Mausoleum, within a sealed palace hall.

How could a Desolate Ancient Sacred Body appear?

Moreover, it wasn't an ordinary Desolate Ancient Sacred Body.

This Desolate Ancient Sacred Body felt like it had undergone some kind of modification, a mutated Fallen Sacred Body.

That's right, a Fallen Sacred Body!

Because the vital energy of a Sacred Body was a dazzling and sacred gold, but the vital energy of this Fallen Sacred Body was an ominous dark red.

"This Fallen Sacred Body definitely isn't Emperor Panwu. What kind of existence is it?"

Jun Xiaoyao's heart was filled with doubt and confusion.

(End of this Chapter)