Chapter 372: The Pagoda!

Under the gaze of the golden-headed monk, Yang Tian felt extremely uncomfortable, his heart even bristling; this kind of look could almost see through his flesh and organs, extremely terrifying.

"You actually cultivated the Dao Scripture!" The monk was silent for a while, then said with a face full of regret, as if in pain, indignantly.

"Uh..." Hearing this, Yang Tian scratched his head, his covert gaze sweeping over the monk and the mountain-river artifact spirit; these two, who had lived for who knows how many years, were nothing like elders.

The monk's whole body shone with golden light, his scalp as glossy as silk, with thousands of auspicious rays, containing powerful divinity within, and extremely peaceful, making people unable to resist drawing close.

"This should be the artifact spirit of the Pagoda..." At this moment, Yang Tian murmured inwardly, shocked in his heart. He thought that the wonders of heaven and earth were far beyond his understanding.

"Haha, the descendant of my master has great fortune, having acquired the Dao Scripture." Mountain River laughed heartily, appearing extremely generous at this moment, as if the weariness of many years had dissipated.

"What a pity..." The monk shook his head slightly and sighed: "The great tribulation of heaven and earth is approaching. I had hoped to find a successor, alas..."

Hearing this, Yang Tian's eyes lit up instantly. He rubbed his hands and said respectfully to the monk: "Senior, my elder brother has cultivated the Buddhist Dragon-Elephant Prajna Sutra. I wonder if you..."

"Oh... there are still people cultivating Buddhist wondrous arts." The monk was extremely surprised. In ancient times, Buddhist secret arts had not appeared for a long time, and few truly understood them.

"Monk, our time is running out. Although your Buddhist teachings are wondrous, they are not much more powerful than mine. I am about to fall into slumber. I think it's worth a try." The mountain-river artifact spirit urged, having known the monk for eons and knowing his fearsome nature well.

"Very well..." Hearing this, the monk sighed. In his palm suddenly appeared a golden bead, shining with sacred radiance, interwoven with mysterious patterns.

This bead was extremely extraordinary; it also manifested terrifying Buddhas chanting scriptures. Inside were countless Buddhas, like a small world, emitting astonishing divinity.

"This is a relic!" Beside him, Yang Xiao's eyes swept over the golden bead for a moment, a look of surprise appearing in his eyes, and he exclaimed inwardly.

Every relic is a sacred object of Buddhism, something only a great Buddhist master could condense. And within this relic were also powerful secret arts, equivalent to a legacy!

Yang Tian was also shocked. With just a few glances, his soul nearly sank into it, his whole body felt comfortable, as if fearsome figures were chanting scriptures, intricately imprinting on the depths of his heart.

"Young friend, this is a relic, formed by a powerful Buddhist figure, containing his essence, energy, and spirit. If your elder brother can comprehend the methods within and learn the peerless divine powers, then bring him here."

"Thank you, senior!" Yang Tian quickly cupped his hands, somewhat excitedly. A legacy from an ancient powerhouse! Its value was immeasurable; this was a tremendous opportunity.

"Don't be too happy too soon. Inside this relic is the will of that figure. If your elder brother's fortune is insufficient, he will not be able to comprehend this relic." The monk shook his head slightly, warning him not to harbor any侥幸心理.

"I understand." Hearing this, Yang Tian nodded, took the relic in his hand, and all the pores on his body contracted, emitting auspicious radiance, extremely sacred.

Yang Tian appeared solemn and dignified, like an enlightened monk, startling the monk. Unfortunately, Yang Tian had cultivated the supreme Daoist divine power; the Dao Scripture's preciousness was incomparable to this relic.

After a while, the monk left. The mountain-river artifact spirit was silent for a moment, then his hand trembled slightly, and a three-legged, two-eared great cauldron appeared in the void, its form illusory but its spirit fearsome.

"Duo!" Mountain River shouted loudly, surging with heart-shaking energy fluctuations. The three-legged, two-eared great cauldron suddenly expanded, and as Mountain River's hand swayed, it suddenly rooted deep into the blood sea.

The boundless blood sea suddenly shook, and an extremely evil aura leaked out, but it was only a flash.

"Roar..." The group of beings fighting ahead suddenly trembled in their hearts, their bodies chilled, their fearful eyes sweeping ahead. A fearsome figure seemed to be about to emerge.

That colossal monster also shuddered, a trace of fear appearing in its eyes. These three powerful divine objects suppressed several fearsome beings; if they came out, it wouldn't be able to escape even if it wanted to.

"Ang!" The three-headed demon dragon roared, its demonic sound overwhelming, extremely excited. When their gaze fell on the group of beings trying to flee, they all sneered coldly.

"Since you're all here, stay!" The three demon dragons spoke simultaneously, their cold eyes sweeping ahead, sensing many powerful beings hidden within.

Swept by this gaze, countless beings trembled in their hearts, not daring to stay any longer, and fled toward the outskirts of the mountain forest.

Boom! Boom! Heaven and earth suddenly roared, like ten thousand thunders striking together. A terrifying demonic sound roared out, heaven and earth shook, moved by a supreme force.

That boundless blood sea now moved, like a body, dozens of fearsome tentacles emerging from the sea, sweeping across the entire heaven and earth, surrounding all the beings around.

"Demon Extreme Nine Transformations!" The three demon dragons roared, shaking mountains and rivers, startling beings in all directions. Their bodies strangely began to melt, and the blood sea below became like their bodies, three ferocious and terrifying heads floating on the surface.

This was a fearsome secret art. All beings trembled. That boundless blood sea seemed to burn, its power overwhelming, piercing heaven and earth, crushing down.

"Boom!" The colossal monster roared, sensing the crisis. It struck out with a fist like a mountain, splitting heaven and earth, creating a large gap in the blood sea.

However, what shocked it was that the newly appeared gap quickly healed, extremely strange.

"Haha, having paid such a great price, do you think you can leave as you please? With you as nourishment, the day of my king's emergence is not far off!"

The three ferocious and terrifying heads spoke in unison, their tone icy cold, containing powerful killing intent, intending to wipe them all out.

All beings were enraged, each roaring wildly. They were all overlords of their domains, and now about to become nourishment, they all went mad and charged to kill.

A terrible battle broke out in this place, shaking all directions, the sky splitting open. The three heads occasionally spat out a jet of pitch-black light, piercing through the bodies of beings.

Inside the cave dwelling, before Yang Tian was a fearsome small cauldron. Every inch of the cauldron's wall was a world, with mountains and rivers roaring, fearsome beings emerging, and powerful, heart-shaking figures walking out.

From within the Mountain River Cauldron came a rumbling sound, like gods chanting, making heaven and earth tremble. The cauldron's mouth overflowed with fearsome beams of light, also with thousands of auspicious rays.

"I am about to fall into slumber. The injuries I have suffered over the years are not light..." Mountain River was extremely weak, having replaced the divine object and left behind a clone, his strength greatly diminished.

Watching the mountain-river artifact spirit disappear before his eyes, Yang Tian pursed his lips, his hand rubbing around the Mountain River Cauldron. He could clearly sense how terrifying the beings inside would be if they came out.

"What a fearsome divine object. I wonder how long it has existed." Yang Tian clicked his tongue. If one could activate even a fraction of the Mountain River Cauldron's power, it would be exceptionally terrifying.

"With my current cultivation, being able to activate one-tenth of its power is already good." Yang Xiao's hand shook, and the Mountain River Cauldron appeared in his palm, he said with a slight smile.

Just as the two were talking, Yang Xiao's eyes suddenly focused. His hand drew a line in front of him, and the scene outside appeared before their eyes.