Chapter 740: The Terrifying Road Ahead

It was merely a branch, yet it contained mysterious fluctuations and emitted an extremely powerful energy. It was very terrifying, wandering through the void.

Though it moved stealthily, it was now greatly enraged, exuding a trace of a chilling aura.

Not far away, several members of the Three-Eyed Saint Clan were wandering, their expressions unpleasant. The fact that a primordial divine object had been snatched by a human was hard for many extraterrestrial prodigies to accept.

A human prodigy had charged in alone, mostly because these people cared about face and had not joined forces to kill him, thus suffering a great loss they found hard to swallow.

No joke—a primordial divine object nurtured for a million years, and one that was flawless. Even if a god were alive, they would lower themselves to seize such a supreme treasure.

Moreover, they did not even know it was a flawless divine object. If they had, both inside and outside the domain would be in uproar, and the Tianyang Continent would become a battlefield.

Such a treasure was too terrifying. Born in this secret realm, it was a treasure that had begun to be nurtured before the Great Destruction, comparable to those legendary treasures on the Divine Object List.

Sure enough, these people went mad, desperately searching for that human youth. But when they arrived here, Yang Tian's aura had vanished.

At that moment, the Three-Eyed Saint Son's eyelid twitched slightly. He turned his head abruptly, his gaze falling on a void space.

The vertical eye on his brow began to emit boundless divine radiance, with strange visions manifesting within, dazzling golden light shining through.

"What is this..." He caught a glimpse of something real and illusory—a branch was actually traveling through the void. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Could it be that someone from the Spirit Clan has also come? But this cultivation is too strange."

Just then, an old man in a green robe appeared, exuding a powerful pressure all around. The vertical eye on his brow was terrifying, like a bolt of lightning.

"Holy Ancestor!" The few were startled. The Three-Eyed Saint Son quickly said, "Holy Ancestor, there's something strange here. How can a branch be so terrifying without even manifesting its true form?"

The old man nodded. He too had been alarmed by this branch and appeared here.

"Could it be a divine spiritual root?" A hint of fervor spilled from the Holy Ancestor's eyes. Divine spiritual roots were legendary treasures, capable of forming supreme artifacts or rare fruits.

In this current great era, the essence of heaven and earth was inferior to that before the Great Destruction. Many divine spiritual roots had withered and were difficult to grow.

The Holy Ancestor's avatar was very terrifying. Golden lightning surged from his brow, containing destructive fluctuations. But now his pupils were blocked by a great force.

Frowning, the old man in the green robe produced a golden eyeball in his hand, containing a chilling fluctuation. The eyeball seemed alive, cold and terrifying.

"Holy Eye!" A fiery light shot from the Three-Eyed Saint Son's eyes. This was a terrifying treasure of their clan, something every member of the Three-Eyed Saint Clan desired.

Such Holy Eyes were left behind by top-tier figures of the world when they passed away, possessing many mysterious wonders.

The Holy Eye in the green-robed old man's hand was extremely powerful—it was likely the eyeball of a god!

"Great ancestor, please help me pierce the road ahead and see the unknown!" The green-robed old man shouted softly. His sleeve flicked slightly, and the Holy Eye instantly floated in the void, erupting with ten thousand feet of divine radiance.

"Duo!" The green-robed elder's expression turned grave. The vertical eye on his brow shot out a golden lightning bolt, piercing into the Holy Eye.

With a hum, the Holy Eye, like a vessel, suddenly burst forth countless golden lightning bolts. Each carried strange fluctuations, like a host of dragons, gazing into the unknown void.

Ahead, it seemed like a massive fortress. Under the continuous bombardment of golden lightning, a rift was gradually torn open.

What did he see? Ten thousand dragons danced in the void, but now they were in chaos. Vast stretches of void exploded, as if ten thousand dragons were upheaving heaven and earth—a scene of doomsday.

This region was extremely terrifying, with dangerous auras everywhere, and the ten thousand dragons seemed to have gone berserk.

The scene flashed only for a moment before the rift healed instantly. The green-robed old man couldn't help but say, "It's actually the Ten Thousand Dragon Death Ground! Who has disturbed this land!"

Once the Ten Thousand Dragon Death Ground was disturbed, it would be a terrifying spectacle. Those inside would likely be blasted to death, only protected by powerful treasures.

If there were no treasures to attract it, he wouldn't dare go near such a place, or it would surely be a deadly calamity.

The Saint Clan avatar's face was full of gravity. He looked again, but this time not at the void, but at that spiritual root. He guessed it was this root that had disturbed the Ten Thousand Dragon Death Ground.

The divine spiritual root was extremely terrifying, traveling through the void. The green-robed old man activated the power of the Holy Eye, constantly chasing the root's true form!

After traveling for who knows how long, the green-robed old man's face was full of gravity. Ahead was a gray, hazy expanse; he couldn't see anything clearly, completely lost within!

"How is this possible? The ancestor's Holy Eye can't even see the road ahead!" Even the Ten Thousand Dragon Death Ground could be breached, yet the road ahead was too terrifying.

Dim and indistinct, it seemed like a boundless great formation. The green-robed old man clenched his fist: "Follow me!"

His heart stirred. He suspected that an extraordinary spiritual root was hidden within. He had already missed one great opportunity; he absolutely could not miss this one.

In the Ten Thousand Dragon Death Ground, a strange tremor had just occurred. The entire region shook, as if a terrifying presence had descended.

"What's going on?" Yi Xing's expression changed slightly. He had a bad feeling.

The Heavenly Mechanism Platform began to hum. Countless patterns on it rapidly dimmed, and the amplitude of its shaking grew more intense.

Under Yang Tian's astonished gaze, the ten thousand dragons suddenly fell into chaos. The region was stirred by a great force, presenting a terrifying scene.

"Not good..." Yi Xing roared, but it was too late. The Heavenly Mechanism Platform had slipped from his control, and the Ten Thousand Dragon Killing Formation he had set up instantly fell into disarray.

It was a terrifying sight. The ten thousand dragons broke free from the formation, rampaging and attacking anyone they saw.

"What's happening?" The old man in the void stepped out, his white robes fluttering. His grave eyes fixed on a certain void.

Suddenly, a green branch shot out, radiating thousands of divine rays and auspicious vapors, like a spiritual root descending from a divine realm.

"Ah..." Seeing the flying branch, the little one was overjoyed, as if seeing a savior.

An old man from the Heavenly Mechanism Sect's eyes instantly turned red. Without any hesitation, he reached out to grab the spiritual root.

"Fool!" Seeing his action, the white-robed old man cursed, but it was too late to stop him. He could sense that this branch was very powerful.

The old man was extremely excited. His hand was about to touch the spiritual root, but what happened next filled him with horror.

The spiritual root, like a divine chain, suddenly accelerated, rushing at a terrifying speed to the old man's brow and thrusting forward.

The old man had no resistance; his forehead was pierced through, and he was nailed dead in the void!

"Hiss..." Yang Tian gasped. This old man was a Great Emperor, yet he was nailed to death like that.

"Damn, could this be a divine spiritual root!" Fatty couldn't help but exclaim. This branch was too terrifying. If it were the true form, it was unimaginable.

"Aren't divine spiritual roots extinct..." A flicker of heat flashed in Xiao Ji's eyes. If it really was a divine spiritual root, it was incredible—a treasure born from heaven and earth!

The branch seemed to have intelligence. Seeing the little one trapped, it became enraged, erupting with infinite divine radiance, as if to upheave heaven and earth.

Though the green branch was light and graceful, the scene of it nailing a Great Emperor to death made the members of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect dare not even breathe heavily.

"Damn..." A terrible pressure locked onto Yi Xing. His face changed drastically, and his heart began to tremble violently.

"Ancestor, save me..." He found he couldn't move; his flesh and blood were suppressed, and even the Red Eye could not be activated.

"Damn it..." The white-robed old man would not allow the owner of the Divine Eye to fall. His figure flashed and appeared before Yi Xing in an instant.

"Wretch!" Seeing the leaping branch, the old man pressed his palm on the Heavenly Mechanism Platform. A strange fluctuation instantly enveloped the entire Ten Thousand Dragon Death Ground.

Beneath the entire earth, something seemed to be awakening, emitting a dragon might that made even Yang Tian's heart palpitate.

"What the hell is about to emerge!" Fatty's face was full of gravity. Something seemed to be about to burst out from below!