Chapter 120: Sign-In Seven Star Reward, Panhuang Spiritual S

s talent, slaying the peerless prodigies of the restricted level like slaughtering chickens."Could it be a legendary, god-breaking, forbidden existence""But how come I feel like he's even scarier than..."Ding, congratulations to the host, for obtaining the seven-star reward, Panhuang Suoyue Sword!"

As the system's voice faded, a void suddenly appeared before Jun Xiaoyao.

Then, an ancient sword with an air of antiquity appeared before Jun Xiaoyao.

This ancient sword is similar to the one that the carefree fellow, Yang Pan, had before.

But that Imperial Soul Sword, it was infused with the energy of a myriad living beings. Its surface was engraved with countless figures representing those souls.

And this Panhuang Suiyue Sword, its whole body flows with the ancient and distant meaning of years.

This sword bears an intricate carving of the sun and moon revolving, the changing seasons, the celestial bodies turning, and the passage of time.

At a glance, it exudes an air of profound age and experience.

"Interesting, didn't expect to get one of the Three Swords of the Panhuang."

Even with your typically carefree, composed demeanor, you can't help but show a rare hint of delight.

Although the sign-in rewards are random, sometimes they seem to have a slight relationship with the location where you check in.

There is no pattern among them.

However, getting the Qixing reward and it being the Dishan Sword of Eternal Years was definitely a pleasant surprise for Jun Xiaoyao.

"Could it be that I've evolved from a non-酋 to an 歐皇" Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

He only received a four-star reward last time he checked in at the Zhuque Ancient Kingdom Palace.

She shook her head slightly. Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, gripping the Pan Huang Su Yue Jian.

Suddenly, he felt a surge of the power of ages flowing through him.

His entire arm seemed to be aging with time.

And at this moment, the twenty pieces of Great Luo Immortal Bones in his arm glowed, resisting the erosion of this power of time.

"That's interesting. If someone else had gotten this Imperial Epoch Sword, they wouldn't be able to use it for a while." Jun Xiaoyao said.

The power of time, very mysterious and terrifying.

An ordinary person approaching this plate of Imperial Sword of Ages would likely age rapidly and become withered.

Unless some strong individuals can hold out with their own strength.

Jun Xiaoyao's mind stirred slightly, he held the Pan Huang Suiyue Sword and with a casual swing, slashed towards the bronze puppets behind him.

In an instant, a semi-illusory sword glow swept over, causing the bronze puppets to begin rotting, aging, and then directly transforming into mounds of copper rust powder.

"Indeed, very strong." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

At his current level, he couldn't unleash the full power of Pan Huang's Sword of Ages.

But this casual sword strike possessed power to an extreme degree.

Suddenly, Jun Xiaoyao's Supreme Bone in his chest trembled again, as if there was some kind of resonance.

"The Supreme Bone has moved again, last time it was because of the Reincarnation Dao Gold." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

Thinking about it, the next divine ability of the Supreme Bone seems to be related to the power of reincarnation through time.

"It seems I have some free time after this. I should visit the Holy Spirit Academy and see if that Reincarnation Holy Spirit can cause my Supreme Bone to undergo a transformation." Jun Xiaoyao muttered to himself.

He put the Panhuang Sword of Time into his spatial magic weapon.

"If that Wushen Lord knew that the Panhuang Suiyue Sword he had been searching for so hard, I got it just by signing in, he would probably be furious!" Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help but smile.

Now, the Panhuang Shengling Sword is in Yangpan's hands.

The Panhuang Sword of Ages wielded by Jun Xiaoyao.

Only the Emperor Void Sword remained.

"No rush. The reason I spared Yang Pan's life was to use him as a laborer to find the Panhuang Void Sword. When the time comes, I'll just take it from him."

Jun Xiaoyao's plans were always meticulous, he had already anticipated the next move.

The only value Yang is alive for, is to help him find the last Panhuang Void Sword.

That plate of martial god master, apparently also held this idea.

But Jun Xiaoyao didn't mind. He wanted what he wanted, and no one could take it from him.

"Just this plate of Emperor's Age Sword is worth the trip." Jun Xiaoyao continued forward.

Even in the end, when Jun Xiaoyao did not find the opportunity for the Saintly Body's phantom transformation, he had nothing to regret.

A sword, returned to its origin.

After getting rid of those bronze puppets, Jun Xiaoyao continued to delve deeper into Pan Wulings.

The ancient temple was shrouded in thick dust.

Most of the halls are empty.

Obviously, any opportunities within had long since been plundered by the Pangu God Dynasty.

As for those occasional stray artifacts, such as talismans, elixirs, royal weapons, and the like, Jun Xiaoyao simply didn't care.

At this moment, a special palace suddenly appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's field of vision.

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

Outside, there were even some chains encircling that area, as if they didn't want anyone to get close.

"Huh... that is..." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes darkened.

In most places within the Wuling region, there are traces of people who have explored them.

Only that one hall seemed devoid of any sign of human presence.

And all around, there seemed to be a bloody mist swirling.

What piqued Jun Xiaoyao's curiosity was not only the strangeness of the palace.

More importantly, his ancient sacred body faintly reacted.his time, Li Xinghe stepped forward and said, his expression not looking too good.I didn't expect this person to come to the Li ethnic group."Is that him"Li Chengtian's expression changed slightly upo...