Time flowed by.
Inside the Shenling Ancient Pool, besides the misty vapor, there was also a rich Dao aura circulating.
The women were all focused, cultivating diligently.
The Dao aura emanating from Jun Xiaoyao could also help them gain insights, allowing for greater progress.
After some time, the entire Shenling Ancient Pool's Shenling Liquid had completely dried up, refined away.
Only then did Jun Xiaoyao open his eyes.
He could feel that he was only a hair's breadth away from becoming a Body Tempering Quasi-emperor.
Of course, Jun Xiaoyao hadn't used up all the Shenling Liquid yet.
He had stored most of it in his Inner Universe.
Because Jun Xiaoyao didn't just want his Physical Body to Breakthrough to Quasi-emperor.
Afterward, he would likely also Breakthrough to Chaos Dao Venerable in his Realm.
This way, Jun Xiaoyao's strength would surge explosively.
By then, Quasi-emperors would truly hold no deterrent power in front of Jun Xiaoyao.
Unlike now, where he still needed to use some methods to resolve them.
Besides Jun Xiaoyao, the other women had also finished their Cultivation.
Each of them had gained something.
They activated their magic power to dry their clothes.
Those form-fitting, beautiful curves were seen only by Jun Xiaoyao.
Though he didn't care too much.
"We're done Cultivating, let's go out," Jun Xiaoyao said.
Jun Xiaoyao and the women left the Shenling Ancient Pool.
Outside, the Prodigies had already dispersed.
Only Sword Wanjué remained.
Jun Xiaoyao casually gave a portion of the Shenling Liquid to Sword Wanjué.
Then he said to everyone, "Let's continue forward. Next, there should only be Opportunities left deep within the Spirit Realm."
Everyone nodded.
Subsequently, they continued to delve deeper into the Spirit Realm.
Along the way, they also encountered some powerful Realm Spirits, including not a few Seven-Colored Realm Spirits.
But for Jun Xiaoyao's group, who had already dealt with the Nine-Colored Realm Spirit, these Realm Spirits were simply delivering Opportunities.
After an unknown amount of time, Jun Xiaoyao and the others entered the deepest part of the Spirit Realm.
The surrounding environment had changed.
Pure white mist flowed, making it feel as if they had arrived at a mysterious, secluded immortal Realm.
At this moment, Jun Xiaoyao and the others discovered that there was no path ahead.
It was a cliff, and beyond it was a vast, boundless starry sky.
"Is there no path, or have we reached the end of the Spirit Realm?" Huang Zhi asked.
"No, there is a path," Jun Xiaoyao said, pointing to a spot.
Everyone looked and indeed found a small bluestone path.
That bluestone path floated in the star-filled Universe, extending into the depths.
"Let's go," Jun Xiaoyao said, with his hands behind his back, and was the first to step onto it.
As soon as he stepped on it, he felt an incredibly terrifying pressure suddenly descend.
It was as if he was carrying a mountain of ten thousand tons on his shoulders.
"Be careful, the pressure is not weak," Jun Xiaoyao reminded.
Although he didn't care, others might not be able to bear it.
The others also followed Jun Xiaoyao's steps onto the bluestone path.
They began to follow this path, delving deep into the Spirit Realm's starry sky.
The deeper they went, the greater the pressure became, increasing exponentially.
"If you can't hold on, don't force it," Jun Xiaoyao said.
If one were to fall from here, the outcome would likely not be good.
The pressure in this starry sky was so strong that it was impossible to fly; one would directly plummet to the deepest part.
After an unknown period, Huang Zhi began to struggle, feeling immense pressure, with sweat dripping from her body.
"Am I the first one to be unable to hold on?" Huang Zhi was somewhat surprised.
She was, after all, a Chaos Dao Venerable. Was she really that unimpressive?
Even Sword Wanjué, a Forbidden-Breaking Paragon, could hold on, but she couldn't.
"They're truly a group of Prodigies…" Huang Zhi gave a bitter smile.
Leaving Jun Xiaoyao aside, why were the people gathered around him all such Prodigies?
Even Luo Luo, that little girl, was still holding on.
Of course, Luo Luo could hold on because of the mysterious mark on her brow, which emitted a power that helped her resist the pressure.
But no matter what, it still proved the saying: excellent people only associate with excellent people.
After another period, just as Sword Wanjué and the others were starting to struggle, the bluestone path seemed to stretch to its end.
At the end of the path was an incredibly vast platform, suspended in the Void Realm, as if it had existed since ancient times.
On the platform was an altar-like structure, cast from bronze.
It was engraved with totems of the heavens, earth, sun, moon, stars, and all creation.
It looked incredibly ancient and mottled, covered in verdigris, as if it had endured an incredibly long passage of time.
"That is…" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.
He felt the Qi Luck White Dragon in the Dragon Sealing Diagram stirring.
Clearly, it had sensed the bronze altar.
At this moment, everyone discovered that there were three other bluestone paths on the other sides of the platform.
This meant there were exactly four paths leading to the platform.
And on the other paths, Prodigies were also making difficult progress.
Of course, the most eye-catching were the two figures at the very front: Chu Xiao and Eastern Hao!
"They've all arrived, which is good. The ultimate Opportunity should be in that bronze altar," Jun Xiaoyao thought.
Chu Xiao and Eastern Hao naturally saw Jun Xiaoyao.
They accelerated their pace.
And as they approached the platform, a Auspicious Golden Dragon soared from Chu Xiao's body.
At the same time, a Qi Luck Red Dragon soared from Eastern Hao's body.
Around the platform was a layer of hazy mist.
But Chu Xiao and Eastern Hao, with the help of their Qi Luck Dragons, directly entered the high platform.
Subsequently, some other powerful Prodigies also tried to ascend the platform.
However, the hazy mist surrounding the platform acted like a mist wall, repelling them and preventing entry.
"Only those with a Qi Luck Dragon can enter?" Seeing this, Li Xianyao's beautiful eyes widened.
She then looked at Jun Xiaoyao.
After all, Jun Xiaoyao had personally given her the Qi Luck Azure Dragon.
Jun Xiaoyao seemed to know Li Xianyao's thoughts and smiled slightly, saying, "Let's go."
Li Xianyao was stunned.
Jun Xiaoyao stepped forward and entered the platform.
And from his body, a Qi Luck White Dragon soared into the sky.
"Young Master Jun actually…" Li Xianyao was also very surprised.
Besides the Qi Luck Azure Dragon, he had also obtained a Qi Luck White Dragon?
If Li Xianyao knew that Chu Xiao's Auspicious Golden Dragon was also intentionally given by him, she would probably be even more astonished.
"No wonder. It turns out Young Lord Jun Xiaoyao still had a Qi Luck Dragon," An Ran exclaimed upon seeing this.
Song Miaoyu, as an insider, sighed inwardly.
Perhaps no one else knew that, from beginning to end, every situation was under Jun Xiaoyao's control.
On the platform, mist swirled.
The bronze altar was incredibly tall, very ancient, with a sense of antiquity in its mottled appearance.
Chu Xiao, Eastern Hao, Jun Xiaoyao, and Li Xianyao each possessed a Qi Luck Dragon.
Everyone knew that the greatest Opportunity in this Realm Heart Land was only available to these four to contend for.
This was their battlefield.