Jun Xiaoyao ignored them.
Watching their figures gradually ascend, Little Devil Fairy stomped her foot in anger.
"Instead of relying on others, it's better to rely on oneself." Ji Qingyi's eyes were calm, and she had been silently climbing.
"Yes, Young Miss White Lotus, you're the best!" Little Devil Fairy said sarcastically.
Ji Qingyi shook her head and also ignored her.
She knew her opponent's Heart-Nature well, so she didn't engage in a war of words.
Wangchuan's heart found it difficult to remain calm; Jun Xiaoyao's performance had refreshed his understanding of a Prodigy.
It could be said that if Jun Xiaoyao had lived in his era, he would undoubtedly have been the most brilliant Prodigy, without equal.
However, Wangchuan, after all, was an Ancient Freak of the Reincarnation Demon Sect, and his Heart-Nature was far beyond what Li Daoxuan and his ilk could compare to.
Soon, he adjusted his state and began to silently climb.
For a time, there were no disturbances on the entire Heroic Spirit Altar.
Now, very few people could still persevere on the altar.
Those Prodigies either went mad and died, or they remained in place, unable to advance a single step.
Jun Xiaoyao still led the way.
Not only that, he also brought Jiang Luoli, Yi Yu, and Yan Qingying with him.
This meant that Jun Xiaoyao alone bore the pressure for four people.
Following him were Ji Qingyi, Wangchuan, Little Devil Fairy, and others.
Finally, there were a few scattered Prodigies who were still persevering.
The higher they went, the stronger the pressure became.
Of course, the mysterious Dao rhythm also became increasingly strong.
Finally, after stepping onto approximately eight hundred steps, Yan Qingying was the first to speak.
"Young Master, Qingying can stop here."
Yan Qingying's already fair complexion was now even paler.
Clearly, she had reached her limit.
Although Yan Qingying was a Devouring God Demonic Art Inheritor and had devoured the essence of Immortal Realm Prodigies, she was still a Lower Realm Prodigy, and her growth time was short, lacking sufficient foundation.
In fact, if she relied on her own strength, reaching six hundred steps would have been very good.
Being able to reach eight hundred steps now was still due to Jun Xiaoyao's protection.
"Alright then, you can Cultivate and comprehend here." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly, not forcing her.
Too much is as bad as too little; if he forcibly made Yan Qingying continue to ascend, it would be detrimental to her Cultivation.
Yan Qingying nodded, took out the Dark Immortal Seed, and began to refine and comprehend it.
She was confident that she could Breakthrough on the Heroic Spirit Altar.
Then, when they reached about nine hundred and fifty steps, Jiang Luoli and Yi Yu also stopped.
They could no longer advance.
Jun Xiaoyao likewise did not force them and began to climb alone.
Above nine hundred and fifty steps, the pressure almost doubled with each step.
Not only that, the Ancient Heroic Spirits manifested in the Void Realm actually began to attack.
A fiery bird-shaped Heroic Spirit opened its mouth, spewing crimson flames.
And a centipede-shaped creature came from the Void Realm to kill.
An Ancient Paragon, holding a sky-breaking divine spear, threw it at Jun Xiaoyao.
These Heroic Spirits were all creatures that had fallen on the Heroic Spirit Altar before.
They were jealous of Jun Xiaoyao and tried to prevent him from continuing to ascend.
Jun Xiaoyao blasted all of them away with a single palm, his golden palm print sweeping everything before him.
All Heroic Spirits shattered before him.
Ji Qingyi and Little Devil Fairy also ultimately stopped around nine hundred and fifty steps.
Wangchuan, on the other hand, continued to climb.
The Small Six Paths Reincarnation Disk behind him rotated, and the power of his Reincarnation Holy Body was pushed to its limit.
He was unwilling; as an Ancient Freak, he did not want to be defeated and overshadowed by a contemporary Prodigy.
However, the closer he got to the last few dozen steps, the more terrifyingly strong the pressure became.
At this point, even the Ancient Freak Wangchuan could only inch his way up, step by step.
Finally, Wangchuan stopped at around nine hundred and seventy steps, unable to take another step.
To be honest, this performance was already extremely good.
Throughout history, among the Prodigies who entered the Ten Realms Rift, fewer than one percent could reach above eight hundred steps.
Even fewer than one in a thousand could reach nine hundred steps.
Watching Jun Xiaoyao, who was still moving forward without stopping, Wangchuan finally lowered his head.
He had lost to Jun Xiaoyao again.
Whether in terms of strength, willpower, or talent, he was inferior to Jun Xiaoyao.
Even if he recovered to his Peak state, it probably wouldn't change this fact.
"Could it be that he's going to reach the top of the Heroic Spirit Altar?" Wangchuan's pupils trembled.
The top of the Heroic Spirit Altar was an almost forbidden zone that no one could set foot on.
And he also knew one thing.
If one wanted to forge their own Dao, they must reach the top of the altar.
Because only at the top of the Heroic Spirit Altar could Jun Xiaoyao receive the full blessing of the Lower Realm Ten Lands' Luck.
Coupled with the aid of the Ten Realms' Origin.
Jun Xiaoyao might then have that sliver of a possibility to forge a Dao that no one had walked before.
"Jun Xiaoyao actually has such ambition." Wangchuan took a deep breath.
He could hardly imagine Jun Xiaoyao, who was already a Prodigy with astonishing talent and immense strength.
If he were to also forge his own Dao, how brilliant would his future be?
Even becoming an Emperor would not be Jun Xiaoyao's endpoint!