Chapter 594: The Stairway of Creation!

Little White blinked his big eyes, wiped his drool, and clamored, “I want to eat… I want to eat…”

Hearing this, a glimmer of light appeared in Yang Tian’s eyes as he murmured, “Devouring Divine Beast… Devouring Demon Art… Could there be a connection between the two?”

“Let’s eat when we get outside.” Patting Little White’s head, Yang Tian put away the Origin, as there were still many things to do.

“Alright then…” Little White wiped his drool and finally nodded. He could sense that the Origin would greatly benefit him; if he ate it, he would gain immense advantages.

With a clatter, a pile of treasures appeared—the young demon’s collection was quite substantial. There were over two hundred spirit medicines alone! And many were ten-thousand-year-old treasures.

Yang Tian took the Origin but didn’t take the spirit medicines. He first put away the small black rod without examining it closely.

Now his gaze fell on three jade slips. He picked up one that shimmered with a hazy light, feeling it was extraordinary.

A thread of soul power probed into it. The moment it entered the jade slip, a terrifying soul pressure instantly erupted, like a peerless ferocious beast roaring.

“Not good!” Yang Tian was greatly alarmed, but it was too late; the divine light he had probed in was instantly extinguished.

“Such powerful soul force—it must be from a soul master no weaker than Uncle Xiao.” Wiping a cold sweat, Yang Tian was secretly glad he hadn’t sent in much soul power.

His eyes scanned the pile of treasures below. The happiest were Kun Hu and the others. The young demon had many precious pills, and Yang Tian gave them a large number of Dao artifacts, leaving them grinning from ear to ear.

“With these artifacts, I reckon even the outstanding talents of some great clans can’t catch up!” Kun Hu obtained a peak Dao artifact and was extremely excited, almost dancing with joy.

“This guy is really rich—just sixth-grade pills alone are over a dozen.” The harvest was abundant, and Xiao Ji couldn’t help grinning.

At this moment, Little White and Fatty were red-faced, fighting over a stone about half the size of a human head. It was pitch-black, its true nature unclear, looking like an ordinary rock.

“Mine, mine…” Little White bared his crystal teeth and, with a snap, bit down on Fatty’s hand, extremely ferocious.

“Ow… ow… let go…” Fatty winced in pain. Even with his tough body, Little White left a row of teeth marks.

“Hehe…” Little White giggled foolishly, squinting his big eyes as he stared at the stone, unable to get enough of it.

“What is this thing?” A hint of doubt appeared in Yang Tian’s eyes, and he couldn’t help asking.

“There’s a terrifying divine energy fluctuation inside!” Fatty said with burning eyes, clicking his tongue. “It looks like a divine stone!”

“What!” Yang Tian’s eyes instantly bulged, almost popping out, his face full of disbelief. “Impossible!”

“A divine stone—let me see it…” The big black bird was extremely excited, all its feathers bristling as it grabbed at the divine stone with its claws.

“Go away, go away…” Little White quickly hugged the stone, looking wary, and hid the pitch-black rock.

“You dare to hog it!” Fatty fumed, shouting loudly. If it really was a divine stone, it was unimaginable. Such a divine stone could rival a high-quality celestial artifact! And absorbing its energy would bring unimaginable benefits.

A divine stone was formed when a great cultivator fell and the divine blood in his body condensed into stone. Such stones were extremely rare on the continent.

“There’s only one, and I found it first!” Little White glared. Even if they wanted to split it, they couldn’t; they had no way to cut the divine stone.

“Alas, my poor divine stone, a lamb in the tiger’s mouth!” Fatty sighed mournfully, as if deeply wronged.

Outside the Chaotic Passage, many experts were heartbroken. Especially those who had survived—each wore a dark, ugly expression.

They had been tricked. Over a hundred mighty experts had entered, but only about a dozen walked out alive—a devastating loss.

“Did we go a bit too far?” Shangguan Hao trembled inwardly, his eyes falling on the experts. So many had died, including prodigies from various clans.

“Too far, my ass! They should all have been slaughtered!” Qing Yuan said ferociously, shouting. “Men die for wealth, birds die for food—it’s the cycle of heaven. No one else to blame.”

“You’re ruthless!” Shangguan Hao couldn’t help giving him the finger, but also couldn’t help smiling.

A group of nearly mad people stared fixedly at the Chaotic Passage, furious and about to explode. Yang Tian was simply a baleful star not to be trifled with; they recalled the tragic fate of the Li family.

“After last time, the great clans have suffered heavy losses. From now on, we’ll steer clear of him,” some clan elders instructed.

“He’s too brutal. Who would dare do that?” The younger generation sighed. Offending so many divine mountains at once—even if they had the guts, they wouldn’t dare.

“Yang Tian!” Yi Xing gnashed his teeth in hatred. His divine eye had been severely damaged inside, and without a large amount of treasures, it couldn’t be restored.

Inside the Chaotic Passage, Yang Tian had wanted to go into seclusion for a while, but a fierce gale surged around them, instantly teleporting them out.

“The divine tomb is about to close!” Many experts looked grim, but they could only swallow their anger.

“Giggle…” Meng Yunxi couldn’t help covering her mouth with a charming laugh, her narrow eyes narrowing in a captivating manner, as if sending electric sparks, leaving many people dumbfounded.

Space twisted, and Yang Tian and his group were wrapped in a great force, moved out of the divine tomb, and appeared in the divine hall.

“Look!” As soon as they came out, the big black bird cried out in surprise, pointing at a towering stone staircase ahead, his face full of astonishment.

The towering stone staircase soared into the sky, exuding the divine rhythm of the Dao, radiating terrifying divine radiance, illuminating the ages, like an eternal staircase.

“The Stairway of Creation! Someone has touched the Stairway of Creation!” The big black bird exclaimed, shouting, “I didn’t expect someone to have gone inside and activated the Stairway of Creation!”

“What is this thing?” Yang Tian scratched his head and couldn’t help asking. Even the Dao rhythm emanating from it was extremely terrifying.

“We’ll know when we get there!” The big black bird shouted, flapping its large wings and rushing forward.

Inside the divine hall, life essence was like a sea. Every hall radiated treasure light, but many doors had already been broken open.

“Who’s so wicked? They didn’t enter the divine tomb and hogged everything!” Fatty howled, feeling great pain. Who knew how many treasures had fallen into others’ pockets?

Hearing this, Yang Tian couldn’t help rolling his eyes. His gaze fell on the Stairway of Creation ahead, where he could already see figures moving.

“It’s Xuan Yuan Mu. No wonder I didn’t see them earlier.” His eyes landing on several towering figures, Yang Tian recognized them and was quite surprised.

One was a seductive woman, graceful and lithe, her jade body radiating divine glow, her aura awe-inspiring. She moved lightly up the stairs, like a banished immortal descending to the mortal world, indescribably beautiful.

Another was a being overflowing with imperial might, a terrifying creature walking step by step up the stairs, his strength immense, like a divine furnace burning.

There were also several other terrifying prodigies Yang Tian couldn’t recognize. But he did recognize Dan Xiaoxiao and the white-clad youth beside her—both prodigies of the Dan Valley.

“How did that little girl run so fast?” Seeing a little girl, Yang Tian couldn’t help smiling.

The Stairway of Creation soared into the void, stretching nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps. At the very top of the stairs, essence rolled thickly, dazzling and brilliant, with seven divine lights above like a rainbow, resplendent.

An immensely vast life force—on the Stairway of Creation, it was as if a divine sea had been born. Agile divine dragons soared through the void, colorful divine phoenixes leaped across the nine heavens, and auspicious qilins devoured starlight…

The flowing aura was extremely astonishing. Countless mysteries were being born, like a divine river from the nine heavens falling into the mortal world, leaving people speechless in awe.

“What is this thing?!” Yang Tian was dumbfounded. He exchanged a glance with Yun’er, and both saw shock in each other’s eyes. This celestial phenomenon was surely enough to shake the world!