Chapter 1476: Chapter 1476 Lake of Death

Gazing upon this Sixth Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water that glistened like golden pearls, Yang Xiaotian couldn’t contain his joy!

These past days, he had been relentlessly pondering how to gather more Sixth Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water to deal with the great terror and darkness that had persisted for nearly a billion years, and now he had it!

This City of Space-Time contained such abundant Sixth Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water, an unexpected surprise for Yang Xiaotian that filled him with elation.

With this much Sixth Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water, Master Ding’s strength could be restored to the peak of Six Strikes of Dao Destruction, and there would still be plenty left, enough to confront the great terror and darkness.

“Congratulations, Your Majesty!” Ziyi Teng cheerfully said to Yang Xiaotian.

He knew that these days had been troubled about how to deal with the great terror and darkness.

Yang Xiaotian nodded with a smile and then began to collect the Sixth Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water using the Jade Vase.

During the collection of this Sixth Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water, he was very careful, fearing that some might spill.

After carefully collecting it, they finally cleaned up this stretch of Sixth Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water entirely.

Yang Xiaotian, having collected all of the Sixth Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water, felt a sense of relief, truly satisfied.

The harvest from this journey to the City of Space-Time was far greater than Yang Xiaotian had ever imagined.

Yang Xiaotian looked towards the deeper reaches of the City of Space-Time.

Could there be other great treasures deeper within the City of Space-Time?

The City of Space-Time was virtually unexplored; throughout the ages, it’s unknown what treasures might have emerged, and perhaps there were indeed other great treasures deeper within the city.

Yang Xiaotian and his group continued to fly forward.

They hadn’t flown very far before sensing a surge of exceptionally pure Bright Buddha Power.

The group was astonished.

Could it be?

Yang Xiaotian’s heart raced.

The group instinctively sped up.

Shortly afterward, Yang Xiaotian saw a Bright Buddhist Stele.

The Buddha Force of this Bright Buddhist Stele was far stronger than any Bright Buddhist Stele Meng Bingxue had previously refined.

With this Bright Buddhist Stele, Meng Bingxue could restore her strength once more.

Yang Xiaotian seemed to understand subtly.

A Supreme master of Buddhism had once come here to undergo the holy tribulation, hence, after countless ages, the Buddha’s Birth Flower emerged, and thus the Sixth Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water came to be.

And this Bright Buddhist Stele was undoubtedly left by them.

Yang Xiaotian and the others approached the Buddhist Stele.

Below the Buddhist Stele were two small characters.

“Past,” Yang Xiaotian recited.

Seemingly odd characters, but Ziyi Teng’s face changed drastically, excitedly: “It’s the Past Buddha! The Bright Buddha Stele left by the Past Buddha!”

There are three great Buddhas in the world.

The Past Buddha, the Present Buddha, and the Future Buddha!

These three great Buddhas are considered the Buddha of all Buddhas, the Ancestor of billions of Buddhas, the highest belief of all masters of Buddhism worldwide, and recognized as the three most profound figures in Buddhism.

Because of this, Ziyi Teng was so excited.

Yang Xiaotian also did not expect it to be the Past Buddha.

In his joy, Yang Xiaotian had Meng Bingxue collect the Bright Buddhist Stele, then continued with the others to see if they could find anything else left by the Past Buddha.

However, after thoroughly exploring the City of Space-Time, Yang Xiaotian’s group found nothing more.

Confirming that there was nothing overlooked, Yang Xiaotian and his group finally left.

The City of Space-Time was shrouded in intense Power of Space-Time, making it highly suitable for cultivating the Supreme Divine Body, but Yang Xiaotian and his group needed to return within a year to prevent any mishaps, thus deciding not to stay behind.

After leaving the City of Space-Time, they re-entered the chaotic currents, continuing through the vast chaos to reach the spatial rift once more.

Enduring countless dangers, they finally returned to the spatial rift’s entrance.

Upon seeing the spatial rift, the group finally relaxed their anxious hearts.

Thank goodness for Master Ding’s Dao Imprint; otherwise, returning would have been difficult for the group.

Coming through the spatial rift, returning to the Green Poison Mist Mountain Range, Yang Xiaotian decided not to leave but to close off and cultivate nearby, using the Chaos Spatial-Temporal Divine Stone to train his Supreme Divine Body to the Twenty-Four Layer.

During this time, Master Ding could continue consuming the Sixth Layer Heavenly Dao Holy Water to restore his strength.

Meng Bingxue could also refine the Past Buddha Stele.

Once Master Ding’s strength returned to the peak of Six Strikes of Dao Destruction, they would then seek out the great terror and darkness.

Thus, Yang Xiaotian and his group each opened a space in the underground of a nearby mountain peak and began to retreat and cultivate.

Yang Xiaotian didn’t split the Chaos Space-Time Spirit Vein into pieces of Spirit Stones, instead extracting the entire Chaos Space-Time Spirit Vein, sitting cross-legged upon it, directly absorbing the Power of Chaos Space-Time within for cultivation.

Directly consuming the entire Chaos Space-Time Spirit Vein’s Power of Space-Time proved much more effective than consuming Chaos Space-Time Spirit Stones.

Though slightly wasteful, Yang Xiaotian prioritized rapidly breaking through the Supreme Divine Body to the Twenty-Four Layer.

Under the operation of Yang Xiaotian’s Cultivation Technique, the Spiritual Energy of Chaos Space-Time continuously surged into his body, converting into Power of Space-Time.

His entire body was awash in Supreme Divine Light.

Yang Xiaotian’s Supreme Divine Body began to elevate slowly.

However, even though the Chaos Space-Time Spirit Vein could also accelerate the cultivation of the Supreme Divine Body, it was still inferior compared to the Earth Core Essence.

In the blink of an eye, several years had passed, with Yang Xiaotian sitting above the Chaos Space-Time Spirit Vein, his whole body suddenly engulfed by blazing Supreme Divine Light as the Power of Space-Time surged, encircling his body, roaring like the sea.

The Supreme Divine Body finally broke through to the Twenty-Four Layer!

A day later, once his realm stabilized, Yang Xiaotian finally paused.

Seeing that Master Ding had not restored his strength to the peak of Six Strikes of Dao Destruction, Yang Xiaotian pondered a moment and then took out a seventy-million-year Space-Time Divine Medicine, consuming it for cultivation.

After he completely refined this seventy-million-year Space-Time Divine Medicine, he smoothly ascended to the late peak of the Divine Ancestor Tenth Layer.

Yet Master Ding still hadn’t restored his strength to the peak of Six Strikes of Dao Destruction, so Yang Xiaotian consumed several Divine Fruits, continually cultivating, while also beginning to refine his Divine Power, making it more refined.

After repeatedly refining his Divine Power to make it purer, Master Ding’s strength finally returned to the peak of Six Strikes of Dao Destruction, and Meng Bingxue also thoroughly refined the Past Buddha Stele.

With everything prepared, Yang Xiaotian and the group departed the Poison Mist Mountain Range, heading for the Lake of Death.

The Lake of Death, shrouded in a greyish Aura of Death.

The area around the Lake of Death, and within a thousand miles, was utterly silent.

As Yang Xiaotian and the group approached the Lake of Death, they felt an intangible, suffocating pressure.

The Lake of Death is a forbidden zone in the Ancient World; since the great battle millions of years ago where countless titans fell here, no one has dared approach the Lake of Death.

Ziyi Teng and Meng Bingxue wore solemn expressions.

Even when facing the Lord of All Evils in the Sword Domain, their expressions were not as grave.

“Everyone, advance,” Yang Xiaotian said solemnly, as he cautiously flew towards the Lake of Death with Ziyi Teng and Meng Bingxue.

Moments later, they finally entered the area within a thousand miles of the Lake of Death.

Upon entering the thousand-mile area of the Lake of Death, an overwhelming and invincible aura rushed towards them like an endless apocalyptic sea.