Chapter 317: The Terrifying Daoist

The vicissitudes revealed in the Daoist's eyes had weathered countless tribulations. The stone statue was so lifelike that Yang Tian felt an irresistible urge to worship it.

This person must have been an extremely fearsome being in life. The stone statue retained the essence and spirit of that powerful figure, undimmed by the ages. Even as a stone statue, it could not be desecrated.

"What a terrifying figure!" Yang Tian approached, his gaze falling upon the mysterious stone statue at the center of the dense purple aura. It gave him a sense of oppression like a mountain.

"Daoist robes... Could it be someone from the Daoist sect?" At this moment, Yang Xiao's expression froze slightly. His incredulous eyes swept over the stone statue as he muttered to himself.

From this trace of essence and spirit, one could tell it was a terrifying existence, not to be looked at directly, containing an indescribable Dao rhythm.

"There should be treasures inside these boxes." Now, Yang Tian's eyes swept over the three purple-gold jade boxes. He couldn't help rubbing his hands together, his throat moving slightly.

The stone statue had a mysterious origin, and with three jade boxes present, Yang Tian's mind couldn't help but ripple. He slowly walked over, stepping onto the altar.

Rumble! The entire stone statue shook, as if the terrifying figure had awakened, shaking the heavens. A dreadful killing intent burst forth, surging violently toward Yang Tian.

Sensing the anomaly, Yang Tian's expression shifted slightly. As the overwhelming force struck him, his skin emitted a clanging sound, with sparks flying.

"Indeed, not ordinary treasures; I need to break through!" Yang Tian's brow lifted slightly. He suddenly stepped forward. The moment his foot landed, a pressure several times stronger than before surged abruptly!

At that moment, Yang Tian's pupils sharply contracted. After only a brief pause, the overwhelming pressure climbed at a terrifying speed!

Without any hesitation, Yang Tian stomped forward three steps. At that moment, his steps suddenly halted. A force like a mountain range struck him, causing all his bones to tremble.

"Such powerful pressure! Could it really be someone from the Daoist sect?" Witnessing this scene, Yang Xiao murmured, disbelief in his eyes.

The Daoist sect and the Buddhist sect were the two most fearsome powers in the ancient times, which no one dared to provoke. Their departure times were also strikingly similar. Although the Daoist sect had left, the secret arts they left behind had been passed down throughout the continent.

Legend has it that when the Daoist sect left, they bequeathed several supreme divine abilities, known as the Dao Scriptures! But few had truly obtained the Dao Scriptures! Even Yang Xiao had never seen such a technique.

Yet the techniques were said to be unparalleled through the ages. The current cultivation world had probably already forgotten the Daoist sect and the Buddhist sect.

Rumble! Heaven and earth shook, emitting a terrifying pressure that swept across the entire altar. The sky seemed about to be pierced, extremely astonishing.

As soon as Yang Xiao's foot stepped forward, he stopped. This was also a test, and moreover, this place was an excellent spot for tempering the physique.

The golden war spear and the artifact spirit also came over. Yang Xiao could sense that the two artifact spirits were very afraid of the stone statue; they dared not approach.

Seeing this, Yang Xiao pressed for answers, but the two artifact spirits remained silent, as if wary of something. Yang Xiao had no choice but to drop the matter.

Yang Tian's black hair danced, his eyes shooting out endless crimson rays. His surging blood energy soared into the sky. With each step he took, the terrifying pressure doubled.

Chi! His body erupted with boundless thunderlight, starlight bursting forth. Yang Tian exerted his physical strength to the utmost,全力 resisting the heart-wrenching pain.

The entire world was shaking. Yang Tian let out a long roar, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth. He bellowed, the void trembled violently, an invincible will burst forth, and he suddenly stamped out a step.

Boom! Boom! Like a sudden blow, Yang Tian was attacked soulfully. Terrifying soul power surged into his sea of consciousness like sharp swords—a dreadful lethal strike.

"Soul power!" At this moment, Yang Xiao's expression shifted slightly. He sensed the extraordinary nature of this place, capable of launching soul attacks.

Within Yang Tian's sea of consciousness, his soul body sat cross-legged in the space. The entire soul space healed, and the lethal strike was blocked at the periphery of the soul space, unable to enter even half a step.

"What a terrifying stone statue, so horrifying!" Sensing the soul body trembling, Yang Tian couldn't help but click his tongue. Although the soul body had retreated into the soul space, it could still detect that dreadful killing power.

"Let me see how great the pressure is!" At this moment, cold light shot from Yang Tian's eyes. Gazing at the remaining half of the distance, he took another step.

Rumble! The world shook violently. Cracks appeared on Yang Tian's body, spurting blood. The pressure was too terrifying. It was a dual attack; even his soul space suffered a dreadful assault.

"Roar!" At this moment, Yang Tian's body transformed into a true dragon. His body merged with the dragon, fully resisting the overwhelming pressure.

"Rise!" Yang Tian roared, stepping forward. The sky trembled violently, the dragon body roared, writhing wildly in the void. This time, Yang Tian took two consecutive steps, and his body finally came to a halt.

Bang! Suddenly, Yang Tian's body shook violently. The dragon body around him collapsed abruptly, and his body was sent flying backward.

Yang Tian was knocked back, crashing heavily to the ground. His chest heaved violently a few times before he slowly stood up. His eyes, filled with dread, swept toward the stone statue.

"Uncle Xiao, the pressure in here is skyrocketing, it's terrifying." Yang Tian licked his blood-stained lips and said fiercely. The treasure was right before his eyes, yet he couldn't take it.

Hearing this, Yang Xiao nodded slightly. He stared at the stone statue, his eyes flickering, then walked to the altar.

Chi chi! At that moment, the statue suddenly trembled. It opened its terrifying eyes, galaxies vanished and reappeared, sun and moon revolved, and it fiercely shot out a dreadful divine light.

"Not good!" Yang Xiao was greatly alarmed. His body instantly retreated from the altar, and the brilliant, terrifying divine light dissipated along with it.

"This stone statue can attack too?!" Yang Tian was startled and couldn't help saying.

"It seems this treasure isn't so easy to take. This place is laid with some kind of terrible forbidden art." Hearing this, Yang Xiao nodded, his expression grave. This matter was extremely thorny.

"Then what do we do?" Yang Tian scratched his head vigorously, unwilling to give up. The three purple-gold jade boxes guarded by the stone statue must contain earth-shattering treasures.

"We'll think of a way later. This place is a treasure ground for body refinement. We'll try to break through it every day from now on." Yang Xiao sighed and said slowly.

Hearing this, Yang Tian's eyes flickered for a moment. Staring fixedly at the three purple jade boxes, he gritted his teeth fiercely. His Chaos Body appeared in this realm, surrounded by layers of mist, with powerful lightning flashing, like a god who created heaven and earth.

Seeing this, Yang Xiao did not stop him. Few things in the world could destroy chaos energy; perhaps the jade boxes could be retrieved.

The Chaos Body walked to the altar, protected by the Heavenly Pivot Divine Sword, and stepped inside.

The void shook, similar to when Yang Tian had entered. Layers of pressure assailed the body, but the Chaos Body walked onto the altar, unaffected by the pressure. The mist was hazy and very mysterious, as if a deity was moving.