Chapter 494: The Dao Palace

In the void, the illusory Tree of Life vanished, and the astonishing celestial phenomena dissipated.

After a moment, the entire heavens and earth churned, and auspicious mists rose in the void, filled with purple energy and a thousand strands of rainbow radiance, a dazzling sight.

"It's sweet dew!" Little Divine Herb clapped her jade hands, beaming with joy. This meant the divine tree had been born, and heaven sent down sweet dew, bestowing grace.

Drops of crystalline, sparkling sweet dew descended. Little Qing manifested his true form, soaring above to absorb the dew.

His entire body glowed, and auspicious mists sprayed from his mouth. Having just swallowed a琉璃 lotus seed, he had already broken through in cultivation. Now he grew even stronger, his life force surging.

At that moment, Yang Tian's figure appeared beside the five-colored lotus. He activated the surrounding great formation, releasing a vast wave of life energy.

Both the five-colored divine lotus and the琉璃 lotus were planted inside. If not for Yang Xiao's earlier efforts to prevent Little White from stealing them, they would have become fertilizer by now.

The five-colored divine lotus shook its leaves, absorbing the surrounding sweet dew. Its entire body glowed, radiating powerful life force.

"Yang Tian, it's finally grown," a resentful voice sounded. Little Qing's golden eyes stared at the newly sprouted shoot, very annoyed.

It was a sprout no bigger than a thumb, its emerald green leaves gently swaying as it absorbed the surrounding sweet dew, its whole body glowing.

Yang Tian waved his hand, collected some sweet dew, and appeared before the Tree of Life. As soon as he sat cross-legged beside it, his entire body felt incomparably comfortable.

Threads of pure life force emanated from it. Though faint, they were extremely pure—this was primordial energy, incredibly formidable.

"Too little..." Yang Tian took a few breaths. Though the consumption was considerable, the amount was very small.

"It's still too weak..." Little Divine Herb's big eyes gazed at the divine tree, as if communicating with it, and she giggled.

"Hmph! After eating so many precious herbs and divine liquids, it still hasn't grown much." Little Qing grumbled resentfully, his eyes fixed on the barren land, howling loudly. There was nothing left in the medicinal field.

"Not bad, this energy is very pure." After a while, a hint of joy appeared in Yang Tian's eyes as he murmured. The golden lake within him trembled, devouring the life force.

The energy emitted by the divine tree was extremely pure, requiring no refinement. Cultivating beneath the tree would yield unimaginable benefits, but this also required the tree to grow.

"It's a pity that not too many people can cultivate together." At that moment, Yang Tian instructed them not to approach the tree, letting it first release life essence before they absorbed it.

"Filling it all up will probably take a long time," Little Qing muttered while refining the sweet dew.

"Heh, we can create a blessed land right now." Yang Tian smiled mysteriously. He chose a spot close to the divine tree and opened up a medicinal garden.

Rows of precious herbs, their life force as vigorous as dragons, appeared before Little Qing. His eyes widened as he stared at the twenty herbs of astonishing quality, stunned.

"The ages of these herbs are terrifyingly high; who knows how many years they've grown. Though the previous medicinal field withered, with the Tree of Life, these are no longer a problem." Yang Tian clenched his fist and said slowly.

"Yang Tian, this is Nine-Turn Purple Spirit Grass!" Little Qing picked up a purple herb and shouted. Surrounded by a purple halo and streaks of rainbow light, this spirit herb needed to undergo nine transformations to become a divine herb—extremely rare.

"This is Profound Nether Blood Lotus!" Little Qing shouted again. The lotus, as red as fresh blood, was also a precious herb for strengthening the body, very rare.

Seeing Xiaoqing clamoring incessantly, Yang Tian couldn't help but smile. These precious herbs were nowhere to be found in the outside world, let alone with such terrifying ages—truly extremely rare.

Twenty precious herbs, their divine radiance soaring into the sky, overflowed with abundant essence. Each one was a rare treasure, and the interwoven fragrance of the herbs was truly formidable.

Scanning the bare patches in other areas, Yang Tian pursed his lips. With these twenty rare treasures, the effect of cultivating inside would be greatly enhanced instead.

"Now I'm really broke." Recalling the thrilling scene just now, Yang Tian let out a sigh. Countless elixirs had all turned to nothing, and his reserves were nearly depleted.

"Damn it, only blood stones and some sixth- and seventh-grade elixirs are left!" Glancing over the void ring, Yang Tian felt an urge to bite someone. The hard-earned wealth he had accumulated was all squandered.

Xiaoqing was utterly heartless, its golden eyes flashing with light as it lay beneath the precious herbs, swinging the extremely aged herbs around, looking perfectly content and carefree.

Seeing this, Yang Tian shook his head and sighed: "They are also useless things. Being able to exchange for the Tree of Life is already an incredible stroke of luck."

If this divine tree grew a bit larger, the entire Ancestral Dragon Ring would undergo a great transformation. Cultivating beneath the divine tree, Yang Tian was single-minded, his soul ethereal, without a trace of distracting thoughts; one could say his heart was as still as water.

This state made it extremely easy to comprehend the Dao scriptures; this was the terrifying aspect of the divine tree, containing astonishing divine charm.

A drop of crystalline, gleaming divine liquid emitted surging waves of life force, as if a great river were contained within, surging with waves, and very vigorous energy was spreading.

The little divine herb swallowed three drops of divine liquid, her entire body glowing with myriad auspicious lights, her mouth and nose spewing endless vital energy.

Yang Tian could clearly perceive that the wheel of life within the little divine herb's physical body was strengthening, rumbling and vibrating inside, and the hidden injuries within her body were healing.

"If there were a few thousand drops, the little divine herb might fully recover from her hidden injuries," Yang Tian murmured inwardly as he looked at the little divine herb.

Xiao Qing also took a drop. He had just stepped into the Demon King realm not long ago, and his progress had been rapid. This single drop of divine liquid was enough to cause his cultivation to skyrocket.

After staying in the Ancestral Dragon Ring for a while, Yang Tian's figure appeared outside. A divine rainbow formed beneath his feet, and he landed on a vast mountain.

Gazing at the surroundings, Yang Tian's eyes flickered for a moment, then a hint of joy appeared in them. He smiled and said, "Unexpectedly, I've arrived at the location marked on the map."

Yang Tian laughed heartily, leaped up, and shot forward. The place they had agreed upon was a hazy Dao Palace, not far from here.

Along the way, Yang Tian saw many broken walls and ruins, and on the ground were numerous great black abysses. Clearly, a terrifying battle had taken place here—a world-shaking war had erupted in this area.

"Hmm, there isn't a single living creature here. It seems they've all gone deeper." He pursed his lips. The corpses he had encountered along the way were too numerous; geniuses from various races had been stained with blood here.

"The path of slaughter has probably just begun. Every time the Divine Dao Mountain opens, more than seventy percent of the participants die. I expect this time will be even more brutal."

After rushing for several hours, Yang Tian's face darkened. The places he passed were barren, not even a single hair left.

"Almost there..." When he saw a faintly visible Dao Palace coiled around a great mountain, shrouded in mist and emitting auspicious light.

This Dao Palace stood like a heavenly palace, and even from a distance, one could detect a faint, elusive aura of majesty.

Yang Tian walked and stopped, occasionally taking out the jade talisman to sense it, but there was still no sign of Yun'er.

Just as Yang Tian was about to approach the Dao Palace, a sharp whistling sound suddenly came from the void ahead. His pupils abruptly contracted as he looked at the massive object descending from the sky.

"Big Tiger!" When he saw Big Tiger's miserable state, Yang Tian's face darkened. He had suffered severe injuries, his entire skeleton shattered.