Chapter 747: One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones!

As soon as this thought appeared, Yang Tian dismissed it. The previous phenomenon was enough to shock the world; it was better to keep this matter to himself for now.

Although the inheritance within had vanished, the wondrous method of One Qi Transforming into Three Pure Ones and its scriptures remained. Yang Tian needed to study them carefully.

At that moment, Yang Tian's eyelids drooped, and the essence of heaven and earth around him suddenly became active, as if stirred by something.

His aura instantly became ethereal, fluctuating with the turbulence of the world's essence. His entire body seemed to be divided.

A burst of white mist spewed out, like a mushroom cloud, with radiant light shooting from within, dazzling the eyes.

Under Xiao Bai's astonished gaze, as the white mist dissipated, three Yang Tians appeared before him, smiling at each other.

"Xiao Tian, do these three clones each possess independent wills?" Yang Xiao found it incredible. This wondrous method was truly miraculous.

It was no different from clones, but turning into three clones at once, each body hazy and indistinct, was truly terrifying.

"I am him, and he is me," said the Yang Tian on the left with a smile.

"We are not separate from each other; the three of us are formed from one Qi, and that Qi is naturally us," said the Yang Tian in the middle, grinning.

"Wonderful..." Yang Xiao couldn't help but clap in admiration. He was somewhat eager to see if, after merging with the mysterious Daoist's body, he could comprehend this supreme method.

The Mending Heaven Cauldron appeared in the palm of the middle Yang Tian. He held the cauldron, and a Diamond Cincture shot out, then slipped onto his wrist, its golden light fading.

The Black Demon Sword flew through the air and was caught by the Yang Tian on the right, while a琉璃 Divine Lamp appeared in his palm.

"This... I'm still short one treasure..." The Yang Tian on the left had nothing and muttered.

"Yeah, all the harvested artifacts were eaten by Mending Heaven..." The several Yang Tians chatted among themselves, making Xiao Bai envious—this divine ability was fantastic.

"Hmm, activating so many treasures at once consumes a lot..." Yang Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, then he let out a strange laugh.

These three clones were like using one mind in three ways, but Yang Tian wasn't afraid of confusion.

Yang Tian wasn't too worried about consumption. Over a month of preaching had deepened his understanding of heaven and earth; he could now draw on many spiritual veins of the world, greatly enhancing the power of his techniques.

At that moment, his gaze fell on the three extraordinary creatures. The multicolored sparrow radiated divine light, devouring the essence of heaven and earth as it cultivated.

The purple monkey sat like a divine stone, unmoving for eons, strands of life essence intertwining within its body.

The golden fish seemed to have transformed, swimming in the lotus pond, swaying its body, also devouring the essence of heaven and earth.

"These three little ones must have seen something; now they might be awakening dormant memories," Yang Xiao said with a smile.

The three extraordinary creatures were all remarkable, understanding human nature. Having grown for who knows how many years, they would surely advance rapidly on the path of cultivation.

At that moment, Yang Tian's sleeve shook slightly, a cloud of white mist surged, and Yang Tian's body stepped out from within.

"Time to go out. I wonder how that heavenly root is doing." Licking his lips, Yang Tian smiled and vanished from the Ancestral Dragon Ring.

A small world from before the Great Destruction emerged, drawing countless powerful beings. Extraterrestrial races appeared frequently, and many great sects that had sealed their mountains re-entered the world.

Here, battles raged, blood flowed like rivers, bones piled into mountains, war fires burned cities—everywhere was a scene of tragedy.

Many extraterrestrial experts arrived, sparking racial wars. But the gains of the various races were enviable, even ancestor-level cultivators joined the fray for the opportunity.

Many human experts fell, the situation was critical. Yet recently, a mad old man appeared, hacking down ancestor-level figures of various races, fighting until heaven and earth shattered, battling all the way to madness.

He was terrifying, his body like divine metal, with a great bell above his head and a war spear in hand, shaking heaven and earth.

"How terrifying! An ancestor of the Red Dragon Holy Sect was slain by a human supreme!"

"I've heard that this old man is terrifying—he's been eating his way through, devouring the guardian beasts of many great sects."

The surrounding discussions reminded Yang Tian of the Madman, who had beaten four ancestor-level experts of the Eastern Sea until they coughed blood, even fighting the ancestor of the Kui Dragon clan to a standstill.

Yang Tian still owed him a great debt. If not for the Madman's help that day, Yang Xiao would have perished, and Yang Tian would have barely escaped.

There were many experts around, including massive extraordinary beasts, giants several zhang tall, and terrifying divine birds.

These were all Emperor realm experts. As Yang Tian and his group walked, though they faced many obstacles, no one dared to kill them.

The Madman's divine might had shaken the supreme sects. With a human supreme appearing, who would dare recklessly kill human experts?

The ground was cracked, ancient trees toppled, many spiritual mountains were pierced through—a scene of doom.

Five Villages Temple had experienced war, with battle scars everywhere, no intact area.

Yang Tian walked deeper. Having been taught by the Daoist, he understood much and could sense that the spiritual veins ahead were very abundant.

That should be the interior of Five Villages Temple. Moreover, Yang Tian detected a supreme life essence, likely the heavenly root!

"Why no sign of the demon race?" Walking along, Yang Tian was puzzled and somewhat worried.

With such a secret realm emerging, even the demon race's high echelons would appear. This race was terrifying; they might be plotting something.

Moreover, the demon woman knew the secrets here, even knowing where the innate divine object was buried. But her various schemes had been disrupted by Yang Tian.

Gradually, Yang Tian saw ahead many forces' figures, as if waiting for something.

"Hey, you four cultivators, come here!" Just as Yang Tian was observing, a shout echoed in their ears.

Hearing this, Fatty's eyes rolled. It was a human cultivator, a young man with an extraordinary aura, also an Emperor realm figure.

"What are you looking at? I'm talking to you." Seeing them unmoved, the man was displeased.

"Something?" Frowning slightly, Yang Tian asked in confusion.

"Why would I call you if there was nothing? Now we human cultivators should unite. The eight great families have joined forces to form a human power. Come over!" The man was unhappy and threw out the eight great families' name, intending to teach them a lesson.

"Oh, we'll pass..." Scratching his messy hair, Fatty grinned.

"What?" The man was startled but then relaxed, thinking these people didn't know the prestige of the eight great families.

"Just come when told. Why so much nonsense!" A contemptuous voice suddenly rang out.

It was a white-robed man holding a folding fan, his face cold, looking down on Yang Tian and the others. He shouted, "Now all races are oppressing human cultivators. We should unite. The eight great families lead the continent. How dare you be negligent? You're asking for death!"

"What a joke..." Yang Tian couldn't help but shake his head and sneer. These two were Emperor realm, but their strength was mediocre.

Moreover, they dared to invoke the eight great families. Perhaps some of those families were involved, but claiming all eight at once was too arrogant.

"What did you say?" The man was furious, his eyes nearly popping out. He found it unbelievable that this cultivator dared to retort and even sneer—it was outrageous.

"What's all this noise?" A dissatisfied voice came, making the angry man shiver.

"Cao Feng..." Seeing the approaching figure, Yang Tian murmured to himself.

"Lord Cao, it's this man. He dared to disobey orders and even mocked the eight great families as a joke!" He flattered, bowing to Cao Feng.

Hearing this, Cao Feng frowned, swept a cold glance over, then looked at them with surprise. These people were all extraordinary, each unfathomable.

"Lord Cao, with them refusing like this, perhaps that item is on them!" He whispered in Cao Feng's ear, harboring malicious intent.