Chapter 752: Chapter 750: Across the River of Time, A Gifted Flower, the Tragic Qin Wudao

"It’s her again..."

For this ghostly face, appearing neither crying nor smiling, Jun Xiaoyao was all too familiar.

From the Ghost-faced Maiden in the Celestial Dao Tower, to the Ghost-faced Woman on the altar of the Lower Realm, to the Bronze Immortal Hall, and then in front of him now.

Jun Xiaoyao had never truly seen her, yet he felt she was omnipresent.

Many places bore traces of her presence.

She seemed to be wandering through the ancient history of the Immortal Realm, as if searching for something.

And at this moment, her gaze fixed upon him.

Even someone as strong as Jun Xiaoyao felt vaguely as if he were being seen through.

This feeling, he did not appreciate.

"I am a Transmigrator, in this world without mingling in any karma. If she is searching for the shadow of someone, she can only be disappointed." Jun Xiaoyao thought silently to himself.

He is who he is, Jun Xiaoyao.

Past, present, and future, all belong solely to him.

Though he never saw the Ghost-faced Woman, she had already connected with him through various fateful opportunities.

Of course, Jun Xiaoyao didn’t care what attitude this woman held towards him.

He believed that the big figures of the Jun Family wouldn’t allow certain taboo existences to interfere with his path.

Then, some images unfolded before Jun Xiaoyao’s eyes, leaving him startled.

It was indeed a place of opportunities, a chance found by the young Chaotic Ancient Emperor.

He seemed to see the Ghost-faced Woman.

But only the silhouette of a celestial, peerless figure.

The young Chaotic Ancient Emperor was almost forced to his knees.

This left Jun Xiaoyao speechless.

The shadow of a figure almost brought the young Chaotic Ancient Emperor to his knees!

The Ghost-faced Woman was terrifying to the extreme, absolutely a taboo existence in the ancient history!

Of course, this didn’t mean the Chaotic Ancient Emperor was weak.

After all, he hadn’t yet proven the Dao to become the Chaotic Ancient Emperor then.

However, he was already strong enough, at a critical stage before transformation.

"No wonder, could it be that the Chaotic Ancient Emperor had the Ghost-faced Woman’s opportunity, resulting in his transformation?" Jun Xiaoyao speculated.

The life of Chaos Ancient was turbulent, but opportunities were not lacking.

Rumor has it that the Emperor’s opportunities he received were not just one.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t have been possible for him to build up and break through, forging his path and creating his Technique.

His Technique was called the Chaotic Heaven Secret Skill!

"If this is true, then it’s troublesome..."

Jun Xiaoyao furrowed his brows, not feeling relaxed, but rather more troubled.

Isn’t it necessary for him to defeat this Ghost-faced Woman to reach the thousandth level?

And who is this Ghost-faced Woman?

Most likely one of the most outstanding figures in the ancient history of the Immortal Realm.

Facing such a character, even Jun Xiaoyao couldn’t afford to be careless.

He indeed had confidence, but that didn’t mean he was arrogant.

A silhouette, perhaps even just an afterimage imprint, could almost bring the young Chaotic Ancient Emperor to his knees.

She and the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven from the previous level were on completely different levels of existence.

While Jun Xiaoyao was considering whether to make a move.

The Ghost-faced Woman suddenly extended her hand.

Five fingers slender, white as jade.

A bronze ring adorned her jade finger.

In her hand, she seemed to be holding a ball of light.

Jun Xiaoyao hesitated, stepped forward, and slowly extended his hand.

He touched the Ghost-faced Woman’s hand.

It was not the expected illusion; there was a warm and delicate feel.

Jun Xiaoyao was surprised; is this a real person?

Or did she reach out to him through the river of time?

Then, the light dissipated, leaving a flower.

A seemingly ordinary, utterly common flower.

Even with Jun Xiaoyao’s profound vision, he couldn’t immediately recognize what kind of flower it was.

But the most surprising thing for Jun Xiaoyao was.

This flower wasn’t an illusion or a mere imprint.

It was a real, living flower!

This was utterly bizarre.

One must know that the figures inside the Chaotic Ancient Tower were all imprints left by the Chaotic Ancient Emperor using supreme means.

Theoretically, everything should be an illusion, impossible to be real!

But the flower given by the Ghost-faced Woman was real.

Jun Xiaoyao found it somewhat incredible.

This kind of means surpassed his understanding.

If it wasn’t an arrangement by the Chaotic Ancient Emperor.

Then it could only be that this Ghost-faced Woman, through some means, manipulated the river of time to give him this flower.

Jun Xiaoyao looked back at the Ghost-faced Woman.

The Ghost-faced Woman retreated.

Then, misty fog engulfed everything.

"Wait..." Jun Xiaoyao reached out but grasped nothing.

The Ghost-faced Woman uttered no word, left him only a flower, and vanished.

Jun Xiaoyao took a deep breath, examining the flower in his hand.

Pristine white, faint with some Dao Patterns flickering.

Jun Xiaoyao couldn’t make sense of it at once.

It felt unlike any creation of this era.

Perhaps it was one of those exceedingly rare, even extinct, ancient medicinal plants.

Jun Xiaoyao slightly shook his head, and placed it into his Spatial Spiritual Artifact.

"I thought I’d experience a grand battle, but didn’t expect..." Jun Xiaoyao felt a bit lost.

He almost intended to attack the Ghost-faced Woman.

But the Ghost-faced Woman just gave him a flower and disappeared.

"Could this level just be like that?" Jun Xiaoyao raised a brow.

However, it turned out exactly as Jun Xiaoyao thought.

He was transported out of this place, ascending to the thousandth level.

Jun Xiaoyao was surprised, his eyes holding a hint of complex emotion.

He knew that the Ghost-faced Woman had helped him once again, forming another connection of fate.

Otherwise, Jun Xiaoyao imagined it wouldn’t be easy to rely on martial strength alone to pass this level.

Just as Jun Xiaoyao set foot on the thousandth level.

The nine hundred and ninety-ninth level.

A figure stumbled in, it was Qin Wudao.

"Cough... Cough... Those Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven aren’t bad, but I still made it through."

This figure was indeed Qin Wudao.

Though he looked disheveled at the moment, having expended great effort.

But his eyes were aflame, filled with excitement.

Even the rivals of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor, the Seven Heroes of Chaotic Heaven, couldn’t stop him.

Why wouldn’t he reach the thousandth level?

"As the Inheritor of Chaos Ancient, I shall ascend to the top!" Qin Wudao’s fighting spirit soared, his war intent overflowing, mana surging throughout his body!

Yet in the next moment, a misty fog enveloped before him.

Vaguely, a peerless figure emerged.

Qin Wudao hadn’t even clearly seen, when an overwhelmingly terrifying force assaulted him.

In the face of this power, Qin Wudao felt he was like a grain of sand in the boundless sea, utterly insignificant.

He didn’t even have a chance to react, his form struck hard, a large mouthful of blood spewing from his mouth.

The whole person was directly blasted out of the Chaotic Ancient Tower, crashing hard onto the ground.

Bang!

A thundering crash resounded like falling meteorites, the earth cracked, spreading out massive spiderweb-like fissures.

In the middle lay the very bedraggled Qin Wudao, with his chin smeared with blood.

"This..."

All around, eyes fell upon Qin Wudao, with a hint of sympathy at the bottom.

This Qin Wudao.

Almost seemed pitifully unfortunate.

"How could it be, how is it possible, it was so close, just so close..."

His family, Yun Shang and Brahma Heaven looked on as well.