Evolution Begins With A Big Tree

Chapter 1340, The Legendary Imperial Artifact: Seven Jewel Tree

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silvain

*Boooooom…* A sudden thunderous reverberated across the world, shaking the entire Buddha Realm to its core.

Lifting his gaze, far away in the distant horizon, Yu Zi Yu spotted an ancient monastery suspended in the air.

It was the Imperial Artifact, the Great Thunderclap Monastery, one of the greatest legacies of the Buddhist Sect.

At this moment, this ancient monastery was swelling rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it had grown so big that it loomed vast enough to blot out the Heavens themselves…

It gave the impression that it could crush all beneath its weight.

However, what truly caught Yu Zi Yu’s attention was not the temple itself, but the weapon slowly rising behind it.

It resembled a staff and radiated seven-colored light.

The prismatic light was so beautiful and resplendent that all things in the world seemed to dim in comparison.

What was even more terrifying, Artifacts, one after another, began to tremble, as if terrified, overwhelmed by fear. Even the Void Artifacts in the hands of several Void Emperors grew restless, quivering uneasily at its presence.

“Seven… Jewel… Tree…” muttering word by word, Yu Zi Yu’s voice carried an unusual solemnity.

It was all because this Imperial Artifact was far too illustrious.

According to ancient legends, it used to be the enlightenment Artifact of a supreme existence of the Buddhist Sect from the Primordial Era, reputed to be capable of sweeping through all things, sparing none.

Any Artifact struck by its seven-colored radiance would fall under its suppression.

Even peerless Imperial Artifacts of the same caliber held this particular Artifact in profound reverence, because while the Seven Jewel Tree might not be able to wrest Imperial Artifacts directly from their wielders, it could strip them of all Divine Power, rendering them inert.

Of course, that was when it was in its prime; things were different now.

Narrowing his eyes, as Yu Zi Yu gazed upon the tree in the distance, he saw only a single withered branch. And at the sight of that, he quietly breathed in relief.

“It seems this Imperial Artifact is damaged far more severely than I imagined…What’s more, even its Artifact Spirit is gone…” murmuring his observation, Yu Zi Yu’s finally rested at ease.

As long as it was not in its prime, he had nothing to fear.

In fact, if this were the Seven Jewel Tree at full strength, Yu Zi Yu would have been the first to retreat.

After all, the reputation of this Imperial Artifact was truly terrifying.

Legends told of a peerless prodigy of the Peacock Clan, one who stood on the threshold of Eternity, whose body had become divine, who was famous throughout the world for his unmatched combat might. But even he had stumbled time and again before this very Artifact.

And though Yu Zi Yu was confident in his own strength, he was not so arrogant as to compare himself with that glorious genius of the Peacock Clan, who had once stepped so close to Eternity.

…

At that moment…

“Namo Amitābha…” A Buddhist chand echoed across the world, sonorous and endless.

And before the naked eye, the Great Thunderclap Monastery, already vast enough to cover the Heavens, pressed downward like Mount Tai itself, coming down upon the region where the Void Gate was located.

*Boooooom…* The skies dimmed in an instant, and a crushing pressure descended like a world-shattering weight.

Even space itself froze in place.

Countless Void Creatures, their eyes wide with terror, were rooted where they stood.

Before the Great Thunderclap Monastery, they were nothing more than ants.

And now, the immeasurable mass of the Imperial Artifact locked the space in place, before plunging downward like a boundless continent, poised to smash into the entire Void Gate.

If struck, the remnants of the Void Clan gathered here would surely suffer catastrophic slaughter.

And naturally, Yu Zi Yu could not allow this.

The corner of his lips rose into a cold smile, as he slowly lifted his hand.

*Booooom, boooom…* A boundless tide of Spiritual Energy surged from Yu Zi Yu’s palm as he suddenly thrust it skyward.

*Boooooom…* A deafening clap reverberated through the Buddha Realm as a colossal hand, vast enough to blot out the Heavens, shot upward to meet the descending monastery.

What shocked all who saw it was not its sheer immensity, but its clarity and vividity. Every line, every crease of the palm was etched in frightening detail, as though carved into the firmament itself.

“Daring… to pit mere flesh against an Imperial Artifact!?” A voice, colored with incredulity, rang out. Even so, the owner of that void still commanded the Great Thunderclap Monastery to continue crashing down.

*Boooooom…* The clash between the two split the skies. A cataclysmic shockwave erupted high above the Nine Heavens, its aftershocks sweeping through the Buddha Realm like tides.

Countless Void Creatures were flung aside, scattered like leaves in a hurricane.

However, Yu Zi Yu welcomed this. Rather than letting them pour forth one by one, it was better to let the waves of destruction carry them along on their journey.

The Buddhist powerhouses, however, had no thought to spare for those lesser beings. Their gazes, without exception, were riveted upon the lone, slender figure standing tall between Heaven and Earth.

Simply because they had witnessed something impossible: this Hegemon from the Void had clash with an Imperial Artifact with nothing but his flesh.

“How… how can this be?” Even the old monk seated deep within the Great Thunderclap Monastery also turned pale in shock.

“Nothing is impossible in this world…” came the reply from the monastery’s True Spirit, its voice edged with awe. “His body… the strength of his flesh is monstrous beyond reason. And more than that… he…”

However, the True Spirit never finished its thought.

For in that instant…

*Roooooaar…* A sonorous, majestic Dragon roar reverberated across the entirety of the Buddha Realm.

Turning toward the sound, countless beings watched in astonishment as from the back of the six-winged youth surged a violet dragon’s shadow, coiling and clawing its way toward the Heavens.

The Violet Dragon was rebellious, tyrannical, and steeped in wicked majesty.

*Roooooaar…* The roar turned increasingly terrifying, as the shadow of the violet dragon slowly solidified.

Soon, before their very eyes, the six-winged figure was swallowed by a storm of violet gales, reborn as a towering Violet Dragon that hurled itself against the Great Thunderclap Monastery.

It was a sight both dreadful and divine.

The Violet Dragon arched its neck and let out another piercing roar. Its mottled scales shimmered with an ancient, weathered aura. And its every-expanding colossal form continued to coil around the monastery, each turn threatening to ensnare and bind the Imperial Artifact itself.

“You… You wretched creature…” The voices of Buddhist powerhouses trembled, as their faces blanched with disbelief.

Right then, unbeknownst to the Buddhist powerhouses, Yu Zi Yu secretly transmitted his voice into the minds of the Original Sins, “Go. Do what must be done. I will hold the bulk of the Buddhist forces and their Imperial Artifact.”

“As you command, Boss…” In unison, the six figures beneath the Void Gate streaked forth like falling stars, scattering into the vast expanse of the Buddha Realm.

As for Yu Zi Yu himself…

*Hehe…* Chuckling coldly to himself, he forced his form to stretch to its limits.

He had still not adapted to the Soaring Purple Dragon Form, and thus, found it immensely difficult to command.

However, its terror was undeniable.

It was so overbearing that it defied reason. And supported by the Supreme Principle of Spacetime, Yu Zi Yu transformed into an existence that none could rival.