Chapter 367: The Pagoda!

His piercing eyes swept around, and Yang Tian's aura suddenly turned fierce. Cold lightning flashed in his eyes. After observing for a while, he fixed his gaze on the spiritual medicine in his hand.

Just as Yang Tian was toying with it, a terrifying roar echoed through heaven and earth. The ground trembled, ancient trees swayed and fell one after another, and the mountains seemed on the verge of splitting.

In the next moment, a tremendous force penetrated the heavy earth, instantly shattering the ancient trees around Yang Tian into dust—an extremely bizarre attack.

A chill ran down Yang Tian's spine. He clicked his tongue, swept his gaze over, and when he noticed a creature moving like a mountain range charging toward him, he couldn't help but gasp.

"What a terrifying creature! It's actually chasing me. Its speed is unbelievable." Yang Tian licked his dry lips. The behemoth was rampaging, crushing a great mountain with a single step, overwhelmingly powerful.

"Quickly put the Nine Yin Nether Grass into the Ancestral Dragon Ring! That precious herb must have been marked by him with some imprint that can sense its location!" At that moment, Yang Xiao's voice suddenly rang out.

"Oh..." Hearing this, Yang Tian stored the Nine Yin Nether Grass into the Ancestral Dragon Ring, glanced around, and then dashed deep into the jungle.

"Roar!" Sensing the disappearance of the trace, the behemoth instantly flew into a rage. It roared, the sky split open, all creatures trembled, and every living being fled wildly, afraid of being crushed into pulp.

The behemoth went berserk, charging all the way, crushing countless beasts underfoot, smashing innumerable great mountains, killing countless powerful beings. Blood flowed everywhere, nearly forming rivers of blood.

Yang Tian fled for over a hundred li. He lay on the ground, panting heavily, drenched in sweat. Only when he sensed the giant heading in the opposite direction did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"This monster is too terrifying. Only a Golden-Winged Roc could contend with it." Wiping the sweat from his face, Yang Tian exhaled a breath of candlelight, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to restore his blood energy.

At night, the mountain forest grew even colder, filled with fearful beast roars everywhere. But no one dared to cause trouble. The events that had just occurred left all creatures still terrified, not daring to venture out.

Yet this night was not peaceful. Terrifying beings also raged, stirring up chaos throughout the mountain forest. Yang Tian charged straight through, picking many rare spiritual medicines unseen in the outside world.

These spiritual medicines could only grow in special regions. Yang Tian stole medicines all the way, provoking many terrifying creatures. Fortunately, the Ancestral Dragon Ring suppressed his aura, or he would have been in big trouble.

Hum! A monstrous creature with surging baleful aura awakened, finding the precious medicine in its cave missing. It howled incessantly, charging madly, determined to tear the thief to shreds.

Yang Tian traveled joyfully, a precious herb radiating baleful energy appearing in his hand. Such spiritual medicines grew only in regions teeming with baleful aura and were extremely rare outside. Counting this one, it was already the ninth spiritual medicine.

At that moment, after dashing for a while, Yang Tian felt something was wrong with the surroundings. It was too quiet—even a falling leaf could be heard—and the deathly aura around had nearly condensed into substance.

"We might be close," Yang Xiao said, stepping out with a slight smile. The deathly aura here was extremely terrifying; humans simply could not survive.

"We should be close." Hearing this, Yang Tian swept his gaze behind him and nodded slightly. Outside, a great chaos had erupted, with many terrifying creatures battling each other.

But here, it was like a forbidden zone. Even the creatures that made Yang Tian's heart tremble dared not approach.

After walking for several li, Yang Tian's steps suddenly halted. He leaped into the air, and with a loud rumble, the ground cracked open in large patches, forming terrifying fissures. Several ancient trees nearby split apart.

Like a young Sky Roc, Yang Tian pierced through clouds and mist, his eyes sharp. He leaped onto a mountain a thousand zhang high.

At the mountain peak, Yang Tian stood on a huge rock, his clothes fluttering, black hair dancing lightly. He gazed into the distance, overlooking the land ahead.

Yang Tian had just sensed a terrifying demonic sound, which put him on alert. Everywhere here were dangerous creatures; even Yang Xiao dared not be careless.

Ahead stood three towering energy pillars, piercing through the hazy clouds from the earth, as if connecting to the sky. There, light blazed brilliantly, and trembling energy fluctuations emanated.

The most striking was a terrifying giant pagoda in the center! It stood within the towering light pillars, eternal and ancient. Amidst the flourishing radiance, auspicious rays burst forth, and mysterious Zen sounds exploded.

It was a pagoda, nine stories high, giving an unattainable feeling that made one involuntarily want to worship.

Each story seemed to be suppressed by a terrifying Buddha, with colossal Buddha images manifesting in the void, so powerful they made one tremble, daring not to look up, stirring a urge to prostrate.

At the top of the pagoda was a dazzling divine light, extremely radiant, emitting ten thousand zhang of brilliance, like a huge golden pearl cast from gold. Inside, astonishing Zen sounds rang out, and overwhelming divinity spread, terrifying beyond measure.

"Uncle Xiao, what treasure is that? So terrifying!" Yang Tian watched for only a moment, feeling his entire soul being purified, an involuntary sense of worship rising within him. The Dao sounds in his body suddenly resounded, as if resonating.

Hearing this, Yang Xiao snapped back to reality, shocked, and said incredulously, "This is the Pagoda! I can't believe there's a terrifying Pagoda here! Unbelievable!"

"Pagoda..." Yang Tian scratched his head, puzzled. "Is this pagoda very powerful?"

"Yes." Yang Xiao nodded, pointing at the golden pearl-like treasure at the top, and said solemnly, "The Pagoda has nine levels. To refine such a supreme treasure, one needs the relics formed within the bodies of peerless Buddhist masters!"

"Each relic is a sacred object of Buddhism. This Pagoda requires nine relics to be refined. The relic at the top is likely at the level of a Saint Relic!"

Yang Tian listened, completely bewildered, understanding only half. Yang Xiao himself knew little, only some origins from ancient texts. The Pagoda was also a supreme sacred object of Buddhism, each relic extremely precious.

"What a pity, I can't take it away," Yang Tian sighed, gazing at the nine-story Pagoda, especially the relic. He felt it would greatly benefit him.

After a moment of silence, Yang Tian's eyes shifted slightly, looking at the light pillar on the right. There, rumbling sounds exploded, like chariots roaring.

It was a great cauldron, standing on the earth, its divine might overwhelming. Every inch of the cauldron's walls was shrouded in mist, and a fierce aura seeped through, shaking the nine heavens.

Each inch of the cauldron's walls depicted terrifying battlefields.

Every part of that great cauldron seemed to be creating heaven and earth. Yang Tian saw a Golden-Winged Roc swooping out, its power heart-shaking. After a while, a Xiezhi roared, shaking heaven and earth, trampling the void, mighty and swallowing mountains and rivers.

"Jiji!" A divine bird carved from green jade flew out, with red feathers on its head. This was a Bi Fang, spouting divine flames, burning the sky, extremely terrifying.

That region of heaven and earth rumbled with explosions. Terrifying beings were dueling. A human strongman walked out, his eyes icy, extremely fearsome; the very void trembled.

That void was filled with all kinds of terrifying phantoms, as if real. With bare hands, they tore apart the sky. Yang Tian's mind quaked.

"Isn't this the divine ability used by the ancestor?" Yang Tian was startled, as if seeing the artifact manifested by the White-Robed Supreme, its divine charm astonishing, breaking through eternity, unbound by heaven and earth.

"Exactly, this is the Mountain and River Cauldron!" Yang Xiao's eyes blazed with fervor. This was once a supreme treasure of the Yang Clan, its attack power fierce and sharp, sharing the same essence as the Mountain and River Map.

"Divine objects are truly terrifying, able to manifest all heavens and myriad worlds, along with fearsome divine beast phantoms." Yang Tian's eyes fixed ahead. He sensed some overwhelming divine beasts, roaring across heaven and earth, their divine might immense.