Chapter 314: Opening the Treasure Map

Ever since obtaining the scroll from the Danxuan Sect, Yang Tian had studied it in his spare time. It seemed neither paper nor metal, and was impervious to water and fire.

Yang Tian had once tried to cut it open with Black Demon, but it was useless—the scroll was terrifyingly hard, sparking upon impact, no ordinary paper roll.

Moreover, he had obtained a ring from an ancient powerhouse at the Wudao Mountain, which he initially thought was a void ring. But it was not; Yang Xiao still could not do anything with it. Layers of mystery—Yang Tian had long wanted to unravel them.

The painting of the old man, with eyes full of luster, seemed to radiate precious light, emitting dazzling divine radiance. But Yang Xiao had once concluded that the outer portrait was likely a disguise; this scroll was far from simple.

Yang Tian sat cross-legged on the ground, sinking into silence for a moment. He cast out the dan fire from his hand, letting it fall onto the scroll.

As with previous attempts, the scroll bloomed with auspicious light. The old man seemed to awaken, golden lightning surging from his eyes, extremely terrifying—as if the old man's soul had not perished.

As time passed, the scroll became like a pool of clear water, rippling outward. The fluctuation spread rapidly, emitting a chilling aura.

Yang Tian could not help but step back a few paces, his delighted eyes scanning the scroll. This fluctuation was happening for the first time, extraordinary and exuding a very terrifying aura.

"Indeed, it is a vessel!" At this moment, Yang Xiao murmured to himself. He discerned the details—this was a terrifying great vessel, about to unveil its mysterious veil.

Just as Yang Tian was delighted, the old man in the painting moved. He stepped forward, his bearing transcendent, as if eternal, his aura towering and unmoving like a mountain range.

"Uncle Xiao, is he still alive?" Seeing this, Yang Tian was instantly stunned, exclaiming in disbelief. Since Yang Xiao could survive for ten thousand years, this old man might as well.

"This is merely an unconscious phantom of a soul, no need to be nervous." Hearing this, Yang Xiao shook his head slightly and chuckled: "This form is akin to nothingness, just a lingering obsession in the heart."

"Oh..." Nodding, Yang Tian stared unblinkingly at the scroll. The surging energy, like a torrent, swept across the entire heaven and earth, and within, a terrifying aura seemed to be awakening.

At that moment, the characters and the old man on the scroll vanished, leaving a blank scroll. But the awakening aura within made one's heart tremble, extremely dreadful.

"This should be a terrifying great vessel, and a spatial treasure!" Yang Xiao nodded. This scroll was extremely powerful, containing an extraordinary aura, no ordinary artifact.

Suddenly, the half-zhang-long scroll soared into the air, emitting a terrifying aura. The scroll expanded, cutting off the void, covering the entire sky.

On the scroll, golden light flashed like lightning. Heaven-shaking anomalies arose across the land, faint thunder resounded, and the whole world trembled.

The scroll hung across the sky, giving Yang Tian a visual sense of force. The terrifying pressure was dispersed by Yang Xiao with a single palm strike. The golden lightning flowing on the scroll grew even more fearsome, illuminating the void.

That anomaly lasted for a long time, but now it showed signs of dissipating. The lightning grew weaker, fading from its earlier terrifying form.

"Uncle Xiao, what's happening?" Seeing this, Yang Tian's pupils suddenly contracted, and he couldn't help but cry out. He sensed that the aura emitted by the scroll was diminishing, meaning the activation had failed.

Hearing this, Yang Xiao fell silent. He found it troublesome—this spatial treasure had just been activated but was now closing, likely missing the key to open it.

"Is the dan fire not strong enough?" Yang Tian pressed. Since this was Dan Xuanzi's spatial treasure, there must be astonishing treasures inside.

Sensing the aura from the scroll growing weaker, Yang Xiao frowned. He flicked his wrist, tossing a pitch-black ring into the void.

Noticing Yang Xiao's action, Yang Tian was momentarily stunned but said nothing, his gaze shifting to the scroll.

At that moment, as the golden lightning was rapidly dissipating, the moment the black ring appeared in the void, the golden lightning shot out with extreme speed, instantly enveloping the black ring.

"It works!" Seeing this, a hint of joy appeared on Yang Tian's face. This ring had been kept as a useless item, but now it played a role, likely the most crucial thing to open the scroll.

As the two watched, the golden lightning grew more terrifying, piercing through the void, emitting overwhelming divine might. The pressure from the sky-covering scroll suddenly surged.

The pitch-black ring underwent a transformation. Its outer layer peeled off, revealing a ring that seemed cast from gold, dazzling with blinding golden light.

The golden ring was mysterious; it flew onto the scroll, as if opening a gateway. The entire scroll underwent a horrifying change, as if an illusory brush appeared in the void, painting mountains and rivers.

Like a stroke of genius, the scroll had previously seemed shrouded in a thin mist, hazy. But in the next moment, the entire scroll revealed mountains and rivers, sun and moon, flowers, birds, fish, insects, and even human figures!

With a bang, the sky-covering scroll burst forth with overwhelming golden light, piercing heaven and earth, tearing through the sky. The scroll was brilliant and terrifying, spanning the nine heavens, as if the sky itself had fallen—an extremely astonishing scene.

The sky-covering scroll emitted a rumbling sound, like ancient war chariots roaring. The ancient ancestors imprinted on it walked, shouting battle cries, as if to fight heaven and earth, drive out foreign tribes, bearing the will that even if the body dies, the soul does not perish, shaking the eight wastelands.

Yang Tian was instantly dazed. His eyes aimlessly scanned the entire painting, and from it, he could feel a fierce and brutal aura that made his soul tremble.

"Could this be...?" At this moment, Yang Xiao's eyes flickered with uncertainty. A trace of surprise swept across the scroll; the scene before him seemed familiar. The battle cries of the ancient ancestors seemed to want to break out of the scroll, to fight their way out, terrifyingly gripping.

Following this fierce aura, Yang Tian felt as if he had traveled to ancient times, joining ancient cultivators in battling foreign tribes, fighting until the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, the sun and moon fell, yet still holding an unyielding will, blood staining heaven and earth!

The mist dispersed, the finishing touch added. Flowers, birds, fish, and insects moved; terrifying beasts roared, shaking mountains and rivers. It was like a grand era, with various powerhouses fighting, piercing through mountain ranges, heaven and earth turning upside down, fiercely brutal.

"What treasure is this..." Yang Tian's hand trembled involuntarily. The scene before him was too real. If not for the flower in the mirror, he would have thought he had arrived at a battlefield.

"Could this be the Mountains and Rivers Map... but how did it end up in Dan Xuanzi's hands..." Yang Xiao remained silent, his mind sinking into the scroll, carefully comprehending.

The fierce aura emanating from the scroll was extremely terrifying. Yang Tian couldn't help but step back, forced back by this supreme killing force. Just the leaked aura was too much for him to bear.

This was a supreme great vessel, containing an indescribable divine charm. It used supreme divine abilities to imprint the fierce ancient battles into the painting, a means that reached heaven and earth, and used terrifying divine materials to preserve such scenes in the world, evolving living beings!

"No... it lacks the aura of desolation." After sensing for a while, Yang Xiao frowned slightly, his gaze roaming over the painting. Although this great vessel was terrifyingly powerful, it did not reach the quality of a divine object.

"Uncle Xiao, what treasure is this?" Noticing the change in Yang Xiao's expression, Yang Tian licked his dry lips and couldn't help but ask.

"This should be an imitation, but the divine charm it contains is extremely powerful, so it is no simple artifact." Yang Xiao said softly.