Chapter 536: Cultivating the Divine Tree!

Precious light surged into the sky, yin and yang qi intertwined. A divine talisman, dense with myriad runes forming a divine sea, resembled a heavenly millstone, breaking through the formation in the sky with an overbearing posture and crushing toward the star chart.

This divine talisman was extremely powerful; its runes formed a surging divine sea that floated in the sky, as if trying to break through eternity.

"Shake for me!" Yi Shan was ablaze with killing light, his opened and closed eyes shooting out yin and yang qi. His aura was fierce, like a heavenly furnace burning, as he attacked the chart.

"Haha, indeed a powerful artifact, who knows how many years it has been nurtured!" Staring at the divine talisman, Fatty's eyes gleamed. The starry divine eye on his brow opened and closed, brewing a world-shattering strike.

Yuan Xia, in white like an immortal, walked through the void like a banished immortal descending to the mortal world. Her hair danced lightly, and her eyes swirled with five-colored divine radiance, exuding a trembling divine light.

With a "boom," her palm trembled slightly, and the heavens and earth shook! A blood-colored divine stone fell, like a divine sun crashing to the ground.

The Blood Phoenix Divine Stone was terrifying, radiating divine fluctuations accompanied by rumbling divine sounds. Layers of divine flames erupted, and surging divine light swept through the entire void, instantly generating overwhelming suppressive force.

Buzz! The void was frozen. Yi Shan's face darkened. His hand clenched suddenly, and the yin-yang divine talisman trembled, erupting with runes that soared into the sky. Each divine talisman contained a lethal strike, struggling to break free.

At that moment, a blood-red jade pendant appeared before the divine stone, emitting a chilling aura that instantly subdued the artifact spirit within.

"Yang Tian!" Seeing this artifact, Yi Xing's hair bristled with rage. As he was about to rush forward, a terrifying foot force instantly suppressed his body!

"Divine object!" Seeing the jade pendant, Yuan Xia's eyelids twitched violently. She clicked her tongue in amazement, looking at Yang Tian with an extremely strange gaze. Counting this one, he already had two divine objects.

"Not good!" With two overwhelming supreme treasures appearing, the connection with the talisman was nearly severed. Yi Shan's expression turned grim instantly. He suddenly roared, intending to retrieve the divine talisman.

"Let Fatty collect it!" At that moment, Fatty's long-prepared attack erupted. His opened vertical eye, like the eye of heaven, resembled chaos.

Suddenly, a brilliant galaxy burst forth, like a star domain descending, imbued with a mysterious and unfathomable aura, directly suppressing the trembling divine talisman.

"Star-Gazing Divine Talisman!" Yi Shan's face changed dramatically. Staring at the talisman being swept away, he nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood. He now understood why these people hadn't left after obtaining the divine wood—they were after his divine talisman.

"Heavenly Secrets Sect, we'll settle our accounts another day!" Yuan Xia's jade hand gently waved, and the three of them vanished instantly, leaving behind two figures seething with rage.

"Ah..." Yi Shan was nearly going mad. His hair whipped furiously into the sky as he roared to the heavens. Not getting the divine wood was still manageable, but having the divine talisman stolen was an utter disgrace.

"That bitch!" Yi Xing was on the verge of losing it, frantically striking the surrounding formations. Both the divine talisman and the divine wood were lost, and now they had offended a fearsome great clan—just thinking about it sent chills down their spines.

"Catch them!" The three broke through with immense force. Yi Shan's eyes blazed with divine light, yin and yang energies swirling around him as if tearing open a tunnel through time and space. In an instant, he locked onto a direction and burst forward.

Yuan Xia led them through void teleportation to an unfamiliar region. She took a deep breath, her face full of exhilaration. Both the divine talisman and the divine wood had been snatched back. Now, her gaze toward Yang Tian was somewhat different.

She had grown up with endless cultivation resources, never lacking treasures, and even the beings of the divine mountains revered her as a sacred maiden. Today's scene was perhaps the lowest level of struggle in the cultivation world—a game of deceit and treachery.

The fatty was brimming with excitement. In his hand was a dazzling divine radiance, shimmering with starlight. Inside, a divine talisman trembled incessantly, trying to break free.

"Haha, Fatty has great fortune!" The fatty trembled with excitement, his plump flesh jiggling.

"Here." At that moment, a section of divine wood appeared in Yang Tian's palm. He said with a smile, "I need the roots; you keep this."

"Oh..." Yuan Xia's bright eyes gazed at the pitch-black divine wood in Yang Tian's hand, which exuded an exceptionally soothing and peaceful aura. She couldn't help but purse her red lips and took the divine wood into her palm.

Looking at the woman before him, ethereal and otherworldly like a banished immortal, breathtakingly beautiful, Yang Tian's lips felt dry.

At this moment, Yuan Xia's eyes hesitated for a moment, then she gritted her teeth. Her jade fingers suddenly tightened, and with a creak, the pitch-black divine wood snapped.

The ten-inch divine wood was split in half, each piece like a small matchstick. Yuan Xia pursed her red lips, parted them slightly, and whispered, "Keep this half; you need it more than I do."

"Uh..." Seeing this, Yang Tian scratched his head, looking at the half-section of divine wood in her hand. He hadn't expected Yuan Xia to be so decisive, breaking the divine wood in two.

"Take it?" Seeing Yang Tian's somewhat dazed expression, Yuan Xia pressed the half-section of divine wood into his palm, her red lips curving into a smile.

The scene was extremely awkward. Just as Yang Tian was about to speak, Yuan Xia's delicate brows slightly raised, and her voice rang out with a hint of coldness: "How did they catch up so quickly?"

Yuan Xia's jade-like hand waved, and the three of them shifted again, but Yi Xing and his group kept finding their trail.

"Fatty, he must have sensed that divine talisman?" Yang Tian frowned and said.

"Then what do we do?" Hearing this, Fatty looked utterly wronged. They couldn't just throw it away, could they? With their strength, the three of them were no match for these people—that puppet was too ferocious.

"Give it to me first. I have a way." Shaking his head, Yang Tian snatched the divine talisman that Fatty couldn't bear to part with and stored it in the Ancestral Dragon Ring.

"Can you hide it?" Fatty didn't believe it at all. If even he couldn't hide it, how could Yang Tian?

"Stop talking nonsense. Find a place first, and I'll disperse the fluctuations inside." With that, Yang Tian rolled his eyes and walked around.

Hundreds of miles away, two wildly dashing figures suddenly stopped. Yi Shan's face instantly turned ugly—his connection with the divine talisman had just vanished, extremely bizarre.

"Big brother, what's wrong?" Yi Xing couldn't help asking. If something happened to the divine talisman, neither of them would have an easy time.

"Give me the Yin-Yang Divine Disk. Does that little bastard think he can hide the aura from me?" Yi Shan's expression was very unpleasant as he snorted coldly.

Inside the Ancestral Dragon Ring, Yang Tian's figure appeared. In his hand was a pitch-black root, emitting faint soul fluctuations, and the color on the root was dissipating, seemingly about to fade away.

"I hope it can be replanted, or else this divine wood will truly die." Yang Tian sighed softly. He came before the divine tree, preparing to plant it together with the Tree of Life.

As soon as this divine wood appeared, the Tree of Life seemed somewhat excited, its tender shoots trembling, sending a faint thought to Yang Tian.

It told Yang Tian that to revive this Soul-Nourishing Divine Wood, it would need to be nurtured with soul treasures for a period of time before it could succeed.

Weighing the value of the divine wood and the treasures, Yang Tian chose the divine wood. His eyes scanned the surroundings. He had plundered quite a few treasures recently, but soul treasures barely numbered ten, and none were over ten thousand years old.

The ten soul treasures emitted pure soul fluctuations. Although they were not ten thousand years old, they were still extremely rare and hard to find in the outside world.

"Alas..." Yang Tian's eyes reluctantly fell on the treasures. He sighed, then laughed at himself for being too greedy. Gain comes with loss, and besides, he had made a huge profit this time.

Looking at the root wrapped in the power of life, Yang Tian nodded slightly. With the Tree of Life, the rate at which the divine wood withered would be greatly reduced, giving him enough time to revive it.

He dug several pits around the Soul-Nourishing Divine Wood and buried the ten divine treasures inside as nutrients.

Once the treasures were in the ground, the pitch-black root gained vitality. As it breathed, the soul treasures released their essence, which fell onto the divine wood's root.

Yang Tian observed for a while. In his palm appeared a half-section of pitch-black divine wood, dark and glossy, emitting pure soul fluctuations that made one's soul feel like leaving the body.

"Yuan Xia has really changed." Yang Tian silently sighed, moving the divine wood into his soul space, where it floated above his soul body.

As soon as the five-inch divine wood appeared, the soul body couldn't help but tremble. It sat cross-legged in the soul space, absorbing the essence emitted by the divine wood. The realm that had long remained unbroken now began to waver.

"Though not much, the effect is extraordinary." Yang Tian nodded approvingly. If nurtured over time, both the strength of the soul body and his cultivation would greatly benefit.

At that moment, a divine talisman appeared in Yang Tian's hand, swirling with yin-yang divine energy. The talisman hummed and trembled, as if trying to break free from Yang Tian's restraint.

"I really have to thank the Dao God Mountain; otherwise, there would definitely be a peerless expert's soul guarding this." Yang Tian couldn't help but smile, pressing the Divine Dragon Soul-Suppressing Jade Pendant onto it.

Far away in the outside world, beside a spiritual spring, Fatty was scratching his head and ears. Although he had only closed his eyes for a moment, he felt as restless as if ants were crawling in his heart.

Just as he was growing anxious, his pupils suddenly contracted. In this area, a mysterious aura faintly arose, elusive and extremely hard to lock onto.

"What's going on?" Yuan Xia, with her keen spiritual perception, also sensed something amiss and asked.

"They're divining us." Fatty grinned, his eyes scanning the fluctuations around. He burst into laughter: "Daring to show off in front of your ancestor? Today, Fatty will teach you a lesson."