"That's normal. After all, there are eighty-one ancient paths here. Our luck isn't that bad. Although there are no benefits in this spatial zone, at least there aren't any dangers. What we should do now is to find the exit that leads to the center of the immortal vault. If someone else reaches the center of the immortal vault first, I'm afraid that the Great Earth Immortal Milk will be gone."
Jiang Chen spoke.
"You're right. Why don't we go together?"
Lan Lingji suggested. She was still injured and needed some time to recover. If she could join forces with Long Shisan, it would undoubtedly be beneficial to her.
"Alright, let's go together."
Long Shisan nodded immediately. It was exactly what he wanted.
Killing Hei Lang was also a kind of harvest. It was equivalent to getting rid of a formidable enemy.
Jiang Chen, Long Shisan and Lan Lingji walked together towards the center of the immortal vault. When the three of them joined forces, they were almost unstoppable in the Golden Horizon.
Apparently, there were no more treasures in this spatial zone. What they needed to do now was to go to the center of the immortal vault and search for the Great Earth Immortal Milk. Jiang Chen was very interested in the Great Earth Immortal Milk. Although he had already advanced to the late Immortal King realm, the number of dragon marks in his body had only reached 1.2 million. His cultivation base wasn't stable yet. If he could obtain the Great Earth Immortal Milk, his strength would certainly improve a lot. At that time, his combat strength would be much stronger and he would have nothing to fear.
Meanwhile, in another ancient path, Tyrant had also found an ancient palace. The palace was dilapidated and looked no different from the one Jiang Chen had found before.
The ancient palace was located in an illusory void. It was very hard to discover, but Tyrant had a deep affinity with Buddha. His senses were much stronger than others when he came to the remains left behind by a Buddha Supreme.
Outside the gate of the ancient palace was the same as the one Jiang Chen had found before. There was a formation blocking the way. The formation had been worn down for a long time. To Tyrant, breaking this formation was an incomparably simple thing.
"Amitabha."
Tyrant clasped his palms together. Pure Buddhist light emerged from his body as he rushed towards the ancient palace. As if sensing the aura of Tyrant, the formation outside the ancient palace was directly broken. The dilapidated door of the ancient palace opened automatically as if it was specially waiting for Tyrant's arrival.
Seeing this, Tyrant couldn't help but feel happy, but at the same time, he also felt sad. After all, a powerful ancient Buddha had fallen here. It was a sad thing. As a descendant of Buddhism, Tyrant naturally didn't feel good.
After regaining his senses, Tyrant began to stride towards the interior of the ancient palace. Now that this ancient palace was opened for him, there might be a fortune waiting for him. Naturally, he wouldn't give it up. His current cultivation base had yet to break through to the Immortal Emperor realm. He was merely at the peak of the half-step Immortal Emperor realm, but he was infinitely close to the true Immortal Emperor realm. It was just a matter of fortune for him to advance to the true Immortal Emperor realm.
Speaking of fortune, Tyrant's fortune could be said to be the greatest among all the immortal treasures left behind by the Buddha.
As soon as Tyrant entered the ancient palace, golden Buddhist light rushed out. For an instant, the dark ancient palace was completely illuminated. The entire ancient palace was filled with golden brilliance. Lines of Sanskrit characters were drifting in the void, looking extremely mystical.
* Weng Weng … … *
The void trembled. A fist-sized golden ball was drifting back and forth in the void of the ancient palace, then came to Tyrant's eyes. Lines of mystical Sanskrit characters emerged on the surface of the ball, forming into runes. At the center of the ball, there seemed to be an ancient eminent monk sitting cross-legged in meditation with a solemn face.
This was a peerless Buddha, a supreme Buddha Venerable, like a legendary ancient Arhat. Every movement of his was exuding pure Buddha qi.
"Sarira."
Tyrant's eyes sparkled. This was the sarira of Buddha Sect, the lifetime essence left behind by the ancient Buddha Venerable. The sarira in front of him was the size of a fist. Tyrant had never seen such a huge sarira before. Judging from the qi emitted from the sarira, it was at least left behind by a late Immortal Venerable Supreme Buddha.
Tyrant swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. He was completely dumbfounded. What was a peerless treasure? This sarira was the true peerless treasure. The Great Earth Immortal Milk was nothing compared to the sarira of a late Immortal Venerable Supreme Buddha, especially to a disciple of Buddha Sect like Tyrant, because they could obtain a lot of things from the sarira.
Tyrant stretched out his hand gently and found that his palm was trembling. When his palm was about to touch the sarira, he hastily retracted it. He felt that it was disrespectful to treat the inheritance of an ancient Buddha in such a manner.
"Amitabha. Disciple Tyrant is very fortunate to receive the inheritance of the Buddha Venerable."
Tyrant clasped his palms together and bowed deeply to the sarira. Then, he bowed three times before reaching out to touch the sarira.
The sarira of a late Immortal Venerable Supreme Buddha was the lifetime essence of the Buddha Venerable. It was his true inheritance. Anyone who obtained the inheritance of a Great Buddha would eventually shine brightly.
* Weng weng … … *
As soon as Tyrant touched the sarira, the sarira vibrated violently. It wasn't a sign of resistance, but a kind of approval and excitement, as though this sarira was specially kept for Tyrant. It couldn't be helped. Tyrant's affinity with Buddha was too deep, which was why the sarira was attracted to him.
A sarira like this had a certain spirituality. No matter how long it had been, its spirituality wouldn't disappear. If it couldn't find the person it admired, it wouldn't appear. In other words, if it wasn't Tyrant who appeared in the ancient palace, it was afraid that the sarira wouldn't appear at all.
One had to admit that the ancient Buddha Venerable who left behind these ruins was incomparably wise. He used the nine drops of Great Earth Immortal Milk as bait to attract everyone's attention. As a matter of fact, what he really cared about was this sarira and the Great Unrestrained Heart Sutra.
Needless to say, the sarira contained the lifetime essence and painstaking effort of the Buddha Venerable. It was almost all of his inheritance. The Great Unrestrained Heart Sutra was also the supreme mental cultivation technique of Buddha Sect. It was a treasure that couldn't be measured by value.
This was a great opportunity for Tyrant. This sarira alone was enough to make his trip to Golden Horizon worthwhile. The weight of this sarira was just too great. If Tyrant could refine it, no one knew what level his cultivation base would reach.
Tyrant held the sarira in his hand. An ancient will was immediately transmitted out, giving him a sense of intimacy.
Without hesitation, Tyrant turned and closed the door of the ancient palace, sat cross-legged and began to refine the sarira.
"After refining this sarira, my cultivation base will surely advance to the intermediate Immortal Emperor realm in a short period of time."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
