Chapter 360: Little White's Bloodline Divine Ability

"Could it be that people from the nine great families have entered?" Yang Xiao frowned slightly. Only the nine great families knew the method to enter and exit this place; no one else did, unless they broke in by force.

"What a terrifying barrier! It should be a double barrier!" Looking at the light screen ahead, Yang Tian couldn't help but click his tongue. If his body walked in, it would be instantly torn to pieces.

"Uncle Xiao, how do we get in?" Seeing Yang Xiao's silence, Yang Tian couldn't help asking.

"Heh, it's up to this little guy. Forcing a passage won't be easy." A hint of wariness flashed in Yang Xiao's eyes as he watched Little White chewing on the bloodstone, a slight smile on his face.

Little White sprayed a milky-white mist, extremely peculiar—not only highly corrosive but also capable of breaking formations without damaging them at all. It was a remarkable divine skill.

"Awoo..." With his big black eyes fixed on the barrier ahead, Little White's mouth twitched a few times, his eyes curving into crescents. After swallowing the crushed premium bloodstone, his entire body emitted a dazzling glow.

At that moment, Little White slowly walked forward, the bell around his neck jingling, repelling the ominous energy in the void from his body.

With a rumble, a deep sound echoed from within Little White's body. On his forehead, a few strands of golden fur suddenly burst into brilliant golden light.

Pieces of golden light shot out like a waterfall sweeping toward the sky, and a wave of divine energy suddenly erupted, a trace of which made one tremble.

"Roar!" Little White shouted, his tiny body floating into the void, enveloped in a layer of sacred radiance. The aura he emitted was terrifying, like a little divine king.

Inside his body, it was dazzlingly bright, golden light sharp as blades, with a faint but terrifying fluctuation that even made Yang Tian's heart pound.

"This is Little White's bloodline power; he's about to manifest his ancestor's phantom!" Watching Little White, whose aura grew increasingly terrifying, Yang Xiao smiled slightly. He had once seen a fully grown Devouring Heaven Divine Beast; with a single inhale, it could drain most of the energy from an entire starfield—extremely fearsome.

"Indeed astonishing. I wonder when we'll find the Ancestral Dragon Stele to awaken his bloodline and obtain the secret technique," Yang Tian murmured. Yang Tian's bloodline secret technique was extremely terrifying, far more formidable than the bloodline enhancement techniques used by the Li family.

Rumble! The sound within Little White grew even more fearsome, like ancient divine tones, shaking heaven and earth, stirring the void until it seemed about to burst.

"Roar!" At this moment, Little White suddenly let out a great cry. His body blazed with even more golden light, like a small sun, emitting astonishing divine radiance, like a little golden deity.

Under Yang Tian's horrified gaze, an extremely terrifying shadow appeared behind Little White's body, with wings growing from its back, very similar to the stone statue Yang Tian had seen before.

The phantom was extremely frightening, its eyes cold and filled with boundless majesty, devouring the essence of the eight directions. Heaven and earth resonated, terrifying beyond measure.

A trace of the terrifying aura from Little White's ancestor spread through the cave in an instant.

The coffin that had been wailing with ghosts and emitting deadly killing intent suddenly fell silent. That terrifying aura made the once-arrogant demonic creatures cower in fear!

The Devouring Heaven ancestor's might was imposing, his eyes icy. He strode majestically through the void, exuding a fearsome aura that made all living things tremble, not daring to make a sound—a roar from the depths of bloodline.

"What a terrifying creature! Just a trace of its aura can intimidate the demons!" Yang Tian's eyes swept over the shadow in the void, and he couldn't help but click his tongue, murmuring inwardly.

"Awoo..." Little White looked at his ancestor in the void with his big black eyes, hopping joyfully on the ground, his little tail wagging rapidly, though a hint of fatigue showed in his eyes.

The manifested ancestor's phantom spoke not a word, its eyes glancing at Little White before falling on the barrier ahead.

Bang! Little White's ancestor was extremely fierce. A milky-white beam shot from its eyes, like a waterfall blasting toward the barrier ahead. To Yang Tian's astonishment, the entire barrier rippled like water.

The milky-white channel burrowed inward, piercing through the terrifying barrier to form a milky-white passage, though it was somewhat twisted, as if it might collapse at any moment.

"Quick, go! The passage won't last long!" Seeing this, Yang Xiao's eyes narrowed. With a flick of his hand, a gust of wind swept by, rolling their bodies into the passage.

Walking through the passage, Yang Tian could feel how terrifying the severed energy was. Even his soul space trembled, a testament to the barrier's fearsome nature.

After the last step, the milky-white passage behind them shattered inch by inch, instantly enveloped by the barrier, as if nothing had happened, returning to its original state.

Yang Tian glanced back at the passage with a shudder, relieved, but then his face instantly froze as he took in the surrounding space, filled with yin energy and extremely sinister.

Black mist swirled in the void. Even a distant mountain was shrouded in black clouds, and the ground's plants had changed color, pitch-black—truly astonishing.

Just as Yang Tian stood frozen, a tremendous wind roared through the void. Yang Tian's whole body chilled as he looked up to see a terrifying demonic creature, its body blotting out the sky, its aura overwhelmingly imposing.

It swooped over, shattering the void with its passage. The powerful storm split the entire void; it seemed that with one flap of its wings, it could tear apart the ancient blue sky!

This demonic creature was extremely fearsome, paying no attention to the tiny being below as it soared past.

"What a terrifying demonic creature!" Noticing the creature's departure, cold sweat broke out on Yang Tian's back. That fearsome beast could crush his body with a single claw.

"I didn't expect this realm to become like this." Yang Xiao's eyes swept around, a look of disbelief on his face. It was nothing like the region he had imagined.

"Uncle Xiao, the energy here can't be absorbed." After observing for a while, Yang Tian's expression turned grim. The surrounding aura made him extremely uncomfortable; only a trace of very weak energy could be absorbed, but it was a drop in the bucket.

"I didn't expect the heaven and earth here to have undergone such a great change," Yang Xiao sighed. "This place was once a blessed land in the Eastern Continent, where many powerful rogue cultivators practiced in seclusion."

"It was also a gathering place for many auspicious beasts. Cranes were everywhere, and even a qilin divine beast appeared here once!" Yang Xiao sighed repeatedly. This place was an ancient cultivation paradise, teeming with experts.

When the demons first emerged, this place had dense natural energy. They used this treasure land to gather immense power to suppress the demonic creatures, intending to annihilate them. But it ended up in this state.

The essence of heaven and earth dissipated, turning it into a demonic stronghold instead, where humans could no longer cultivate.

"Awoo..." Little White took a few steps, then suddenly opened his mouth. A terrifying suction force surged out, shaking the void. Little White devoured the energy of the ten directions, gulping down the energy of an entire region.

Rumbling sounds echoed within him, emitting divine tones. Little White's belly churned as if a mouse were scurrying inside, digesting that energy.

Seeing this, Yang Tian couldn't help but click his tongue. He poked Little White's belly with his finger, feeling a soft touch. He wondered—had Little White really digested all that energy?

"Awoo..." Little White hopped around, his big black eyes curving into crescents. He was extremely proud, his tail sticking up high.

Yang Tian shook his head with a sigh and walked forward. The terrain here had changed drastically, and Yang Xiao needed to get his bearings.

After walking several li, the sound of flowing water reached his ears. Yang Tian passed through a large withered forest and arrived at a desolate area.

Ahead lay a great river, its waters thundering like thunder, raising waves tens of zhang high with a roaring sound.

This river was extremely strange—the water was pitch-black, exuding a bone-chilling coldness. Even from a distance, Yang Tian could feel the icy intent.

"What kind of place is this?" Yang Tian clicked his tongue in amazement. Just as his heart pounded, his entire body suddenly turned cold, as if he were being watched by a powerful creature.

Yang Tian's hair stood on end. He slowly turned around to find a pitch-black creature behind him, dozens of zhang long, covered in scales, cold and chilling, sending a shiver down his spine.

This was a dragon-like creature, with two large wings on its back, a fierce and terrifying head, and cold eyes staring at Yang Tian without any expression.

"Hiss..." A black forked tongue flickered, emitting a hair-raising aura. The creature's energy was extremely powerful.

"What kind of monster is this, actually having wings? Could it be the demon dragon Uncle Xiao mentioned?!" A look of shock appeared in Yang Tian's eyes. This dragon-like creature was immensely powerful.