"Ding! Congratulations to the Host for receiving a Seven-Star Reward: Pan Huang Years Sword!"
As the System's voice faded, the Void Realm in front of Jun Xiaoyao was suddenly torn open.
Immediately, an ancient sword, imbued with an antique aura, appeared before Jun Xiaoyao.
This ancient sword was similar to the one Jun Xiaoyao had seen on Yang Pan earlier.
However, that Pan Huang Living Sword emanated the aura of all living beings, and its blade was carved with countless beings.
This Pan Huang Years Sword, on the other hand, flowed with an ancient and profound sense of years.
Carved on its blade were the cycles of the sun and moon, the changing of the four seasons, the rotation of the stars, and the passage of years.
Just one look gave off a sense of ancientness.
"Interesting, I didn't expect to obtain one of the Pan Huang Three Swords."
Even with Jun Xiaoyao's calm and composed personality, he rarely showed such joy at this moment.
Although the sign-in rewards were random, sometimes they seemed to have a slight connection to the sign-in location.
There was no discernible pattern in this.
But no matter what, being able to receive a Seven-Star Reward, and especially the Pan Huang Years Sword, was definitely an unexpected Opportunity for Jun Xiaoyao.
"Did I evolve from a Non-Chief to a European Emperor?" Jun Xiaoyao muttered.
The last time he signed in at the Vermillion Bird Ancient Kingdom's imperial palace, he only received a Four-Star Reward.
Shaking his head slightly, Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand and grasped the Pan Huang Years Sword.
Instantly, he felt a flow of the Power of Years.
His entire arm felt as if it was about to age in time.
At this moment, the twenty great luo immortal bones within his arm glowed, resisting the erosion of this Power of Years.
"Interesting, if anyone else obtained this Pan Huang Years Sword, it would be difficult for them to use it for a while," Jun Xiaoyao said.
The Power of Years was extremely profound and terrifying.
If an ordinary person approached this Pan Huang Years Sword, they would likely age and decay immediately.
Unless they were powerful individuals who could withstand it with their own strength.
Jun Xiaoyao's thoughts stirred slightly, and holding the Pan Huang Years Sword, he casually swung a sword strike towards the bronze Puppets behind him.
Instantly, a semi-illusory sword glow swept across, and those bronze Puppets began to decay and age, then directly turned into a pile of rusted powder.
"It is indeed very strong." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.
At his current Realm, he couldn't unleash much of the Pan Huang Years Sword's power.
But this casual sword strike possessed extreme power.
Suddenly, the Supreme Bone in Jun Xiaoyao's chest trembled again, as if a resonance had occurred.
"The Supreme Bone is acting up again, last time it was because of that Reincarnation Dao Gold," Jun Xiaoyao muttered.
Thinking about it, the Supreme Bone's next Divine Ability seems to be related to the Power of Years and Reincarnation.
"It seems I'll have to visit Sacred Spirit Academy when I have time to investigate whether that Reincarnation Saint Spirit can cause my Supreme Bone to undergo a transformation," Jun Xiaoyao mused.
He put the Pan Huang Years Sword into his Magical Artifact.
"If that Panwu Divine Lord knew that the Pan Huang Years Sword he painstakingly searched for was obtained by me with a casual sign-in, he would probably spit blood from anger, right?" Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but smile.
Currently, the Pan Huang Living Sword was in Yang Pan's hands.
The Pan Huang Years Sword was in Jun Xiaoyao's hands.
Only the Pan Huang Void Sword remained.
"No rush, the reason I spared Yang Pan's life was to use him as a laborer to find the Pan Huang Void Sword, and then I'll just snatch it from him."
Jun Xiaoyao had everything calculated, having already thought of a backup plan.
Yang Pan's only value in living was to help him find the last Pan Huang Void Sword.
That Panwu Divine Lord obviously held the same idea.
However, Jun Xiaoyao didn't mind; no one could take what he intended to obtain.
"Just this Pan Huang Years Sword alone makes this trip worthwhile." Jun Xiaoyao continued forward.
Even if Jun Xiaoyao didn't find the Opportunity for his Holy Body Phenomenon to transform in the end, he had nothing to regret.
One sword, and he had broken even.
After shaking off those bronze Puppets, Jun Xiaoyao continued to delve deeper into Panwu Burial Mound.
Ancient palaces were covered in thick dust.
Most of the palaces were empty.
Clearly, the Opportunities inside had long been plundered by the Panwu Divine Dynasty.
As for the occasional leftover Saint Pills, precious medicines, Saint Medicines, Marquis weapons, and so on, Jun Xiaoyao didn't care at all.
At this moment, a special palace suddenly appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's field of vision.
That palace was located in the deepest and most secluded corner of Panwu Burial Mound, surrounded by overgrown weeds.
Outside, there were even some chains, encircling that area, as if to prevent people from approaching.
"Hmm… what is that…?" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes narrowed.
Most places within this Panwu Burial Mound showed traces of having been explored.
Only that one palace seemed untouched.
And around it, there seemed to be bloody mist swirling.
What made Jun Xiaoyao curious was not just the unusual state of the palace.
It was also because his Ancient Sacred Body, vaguely, had a slight reaction.
Jun Xiaoyao's mind settled, and he directly stepped forward.
He pushed open the palace door, and inside was pitch black.
Gusts of cold wind blew out, which would definitely make an ordinary person's hair stand on end, but Jun Xiaoyao remained calm and composed.
His Ancient Sacred Body restrained all demons, ghosts, evil spirits, and dark powers, so he had no fear at all.
Just then, in the depths of the darkness, the rattling sound of chains echoed.
It felt as if something imprisoned by chains had begun to move.
"Hm?" Just as Jun Xiaoyao focused his attention.
A bloody fist wind suddenly burst forth from the depths of the darkness.
At the same time, a beast-like roar was emitted.
"What the hell?"
Jun Xiaoyao pushed his right arm out horizontally, and the twenty great luo immortal bones glowed, emitting an incomparably sacred aura that collided with the bloody fist wind.
Boom!
With a shock, the entire palace trembled.
And in the illumination of the Great Luo Immortal Bones' light, he also clearly saw the figure in front of him.
It was a figure with hair so long it reached the ground, like a wildman.
A pair of scarlet eyes were filled with chaotic and wild intent.
But what Jun Xiaoyao cared about was not the wildman's appearance, but his Physique.
It was also an Ancient Sacred Body!
Bang!
After one collision, Jun Xiaoyao and the wildman figure both retreated simultaneously.
Jun Xiaoyao's arm was numb.
"Thankfully, I have the great luo immortal bones and the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength for support, otherwise the outcome would be hard to predict." Jun Xiaoyao's expression was very solemn.
In the depths of this Panwu Burial Mound, within a sealed palace.
How could an Ancient Sacred Body appear?
And it wasn't an ordinary Ancient Sacred Body.
This Ancient Sacred Body felt like a Fallen Sacred Body that had undergone some kind of modification and mutation.
That's right, it was a Fallen Sacred Body!
Because the Qi and blood of a Sacred Body were brilliant and sacred gold, while the Qi and blood of this Fallen Sacred Body were an ominous dark red.
"This Fallen Sacred Body definitely isn't Panwu Great Emperor. What kind of existence is it?"
Jun Xiaoyao's heart was filled with confusion and bewilderment.