Chapter 565: Scripture Pavilion

The divine roc, exuding overwhelming might, also noticed a scorched giant bird. Its brow furrowed, and a golden lightning bolt shot from its eyes, instantly obliterating it!

"No!" The giant bird was terrified, but it was too late; its head was pierced through. At the same time, a surging demonic aura erupted.

"What's happening?" A powerful fluctuation burst forth, and the divine roc's eyelids couldn't help but twitch. It stared at the dead bird's body with suspicion.

"Damn... it's the inheritance..." The divine roc's face changed, and it fled instantly, but it was too late. A terrifying wave erupted and slammed into the divine roc.

The giant bird's death triggered the inheritance to attack. Yang Tian's face was full of smiles as he watched the scattered creatures and couldn't help but laugh loudly.

"Go!" The jade palanquin's artifact spirit shouted. Many artifact spirits fled, shooting in all directions at astonishing speed.

"Damn it, chase them!" Yi Zong's eyes were splitting as he shot forward. Their goal was simple: as long as they caught Yang Tian, all losses would be worth it!

The chase made passing creatures gape in astonishment. Ahead, a group of artifacts fled desperately; behind, a crowd of terrifying creatures and figures pursued.

"Good heavens, what's going on?" A local creature scratched its head, looking at the leading jade palanquin. This artifact had been in Daoshen Mountain for a long time, and no one had dared to touch it.

A group of old codgers howled, almost catching up, when suddenly the surrounding artifacts vanished, and a silver-glowing small boat appeared before them.

"Yang Tian, die!" Yi Zong laughed, his terrifying palm striking out, causing this stretch of void to collapse instantly.

Patches of void exploded. Yi Zong's eyes shone with divine light, his gaze filled with joy as he looked at the void ahead. But before he could rejoice for long, his face instantly darkened.

Like charcoal, Yi Zong trembled all over, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

"Ah..." The three-legged Golden Crow nearly went mad, its eyes rolling back. Just as success seemed within reach, everything was gone—truly drawing water with a bamboo basket.

"Yang Tian, I will definitely kill you!" The brothers Yi Xing and Yi Shan howled, nearly fainting.

Taixu Boat traversed the void, with dozens of artifacts inside, floating in the void, exuding powerful auras.

Little White's big eyes rolled around, poking the Vermilion Bird's feather with its finger, very happy, playing with it.

The Vermilion Bird's divine feather glowed, and the artifact spirit recognized Little White's true form. It floated peacefully in Little White's palm, making everyone envious—Little White had actually succeeded.

This feather exuded overwhelming aura; it was an extremely terrifying artifact, unknown how many years it had cultivated.

Xiao Ji sat cross-legged in the air, communicating with the mysterious jade talisman. His origins were mysterious, and he was proficient in runes, intending to subdue this artifact, which was no weaker than the feather.

Only Fatty seemed very honest, his gaze wandering among the artifacts. He had just subdued a Yin-Yang divine talisman, so these artifacts were beneath his notice.

The jade palanquin's artifact spirit communicated with Yang Tian; it wanted to follow the divine object, not Yang Tian.

At this, Yang Tian couldn't help but roll his eyes. He also knew his own cultivation level; the jade palanquin looked down on him.

"I can let you stay with the divine object every day, but when I encounter danger, you must act." Yang Tian didn't refuse. The artifact spirit had cultivated for unknown years and was definitely cunning.

"No problem. When you become strong, I will naturally follow you." The artifact spirit spoke slowly, somewhat helplessly: "This place is excellent for artifact spirit cultivation. I didn't expect to leave so soon..."

"So soon..." Yang Tian couldn't help but grumble inwardly, but he also felt relieved. The quality of the Mountain and River Diagram far surpassed the jade palanquin, but in terms of cultivation, the artifact spirit of the Mountain and River Diagram was far inferior—not even on the same level.

"Hmm, now that you're in my hands, you think you can leave?" Yang Tian chuckled inwardly and stored the artifact spirit in the Void Ring.

His current cultivation was too weak. If he put it in the Ancestral Dragon Ring, with the artifact spirit's experience, Yang Tian couldn't guarantee what trouble might arise.

At this moment, Yang Tian's gaze fell upon the artifacts floating in the void. Five of them were of peak Dao artifact quality, already extremely rare in the outside world.

Moreover, their artifact spirits had extremely high cultivation, such that even some War Emperor experts could not subdue them. When combined, they were even more formidable.

Yang Tian was not particularly fond of these artifacts, but they would certainly be of great use in the future. Yang Ba's Demon-Slaying Legion could make good use of them.

Xiao Ji got his wish and took the jade talisman for himself, overjoyed. While urging the Taixu Steed forward, he traversed the void deeper.

As time passed, the life essence within grew increasingly abundant. Fatty and the other were astounded; the essence here was even richer than in the Great Wilderness.

"Look!" At this moment, Xiao Bai's big eyes curved into crescents as he pointed at the energy fluctuations ahead and shouted.

Hearing this, Yang Tian followed the finger and saw a vast sea of clouds surging ahead, stretching far into the distance. At the same time, the rumbling sounds of the Great Dao echoed, captivating the soul.

"The Dao Scripture Pavilion is about to open!" Seeing this change, a hint of joy appeared in Yang Tian's eyes. He possessed the supreme Daoist technique; if he entered, he might find other martial skills.

"I want to see what techniques this sect, which dominated heaven and earth in ancient times, has!" Xiao Ji and Fatty were both excited, unable to help shouting, chatting happily about matters of the Great Wilderness.

The Taixu Steed stopped in a deserted area, and everyone changed their appearances. They were too conspicuous now; they absolutely could not reveal their true identities, or they would invite deadly danger.

Xiao Bai had grown even fatter, like a little chubby boy, sitting on Yang Tian's shoulder, his little feet swinging.

"Look, that dead wolf..." At this moment, Xiao Bai pointed at a powerful creature and muttered, "How did this guy come out alive? The Monkey King couldn't keep them?"

"Compared to when the Divine Garden first opened, more than half are missing..." Yang Tian's gaze swept through the crowd, and he sighed slowly.

Countless prodigies had shed blood within, their bones piled into mountains—a sight too painful to recall. This place was both a land of opportunity and a burial ground, all depending on one's fortune.

When Yang Tian and his group arrived, they did not attract the attention of those around them. His eyes scanned the surroundings, and when he noticed a figure looking around, he couldn't help but smile.

"This guy, I wonder where he picked up that woman..." Fatty grinned widely, looking at the blue-clad girl beside Shangguan Hao, laughing silently.

His gaze swept over the group. The Shangguan family had also suffered losses; one of the five experts was missing. Yang Tian felt regret. Although he had only met these experts once, they had left a very good impression.

At this moment, his eyes fell on a woman completely wrapped in a black robe. A hint of surprise appeared in his eyes; he still remembered this familiar aura very clearly.

"Why are you wearing this outfit..." Yang Tian's slightly teasing voice slowly sounded in the black-robed woman's ear.

Startled by the sudden voice, the black-robed woman's delicate body trembled slightly. Her narrow eyes flickered to the side, finally landing on a young man, and she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"You've caused quite a stir. Someone has already offered a huge reward for your head..." Meng Yunxi pouted, covering her red lips with a delicate laugh.

"Buying my head..." Hearing this, the corner of Yang Tian's mouth twitched involuntarily. He walked over slowly and transmitted his voice: "Have you found Yun'er?"

"No, I've been looking all along..." Meng Yunxi frowned, saying helplessly, "I don't know where that girl has gone. There's no news of Yun'er."

Hearing this, a look of displeasure appeared in Yang Tian's eyes. The jade talisman on him had shown no reaction. He then tossed out a void ring and said with a smile, "Be careful. There's an artifact inside. See if you have the ability to claim it."

Taking the void ring, Meng Yunxi extended her tempting tongue to lick her red lips. Her eyes fell on a crystal earring inside, and a look of surprise appeared in them.

"Where did this guy get this from..." Meng Yunxi clicked her tongue. This artifact was very powerful, radiating astonishing fluctuations; it was no ordinary object.

The heavy sea of clouds rolled, and from within, rays of auspicious light burst forth, breaking through the mist.

A massive palace also appeared high in the sky, exuding an ancient aura, as if it had endured the calamities of history, radiating a sense of solitude.

"It's about to open..." Xiao Bai shook his head, his big eyes darting around. Suddenly, he twitched his little nose, and his pitch-black eyes fixed on an ordinary-looking girl. His eyes widened instantly.