The Heavens: Man Covers the Heavens, Refines Treasures to Become an Emperor

Since ancient times, it has been recognized as a place where great opportunities converge.

Those who successfully walked out of Baiduan Mountain alive were all big figures who stirred up the world.

Some established huge dynasties, ascended the throne, and accepted worship from all nations.

Some become the leaders of super sects, deciding the fate of countless people with just their gestures.

There are also some people with extraordinary talent who ignite the divine fire, break through the sky, and ascend to the throne of god. Their deeds shine brightly in the ancient books of the eight realms.

However, this time, Baiduan Mountain opened ahead of schedule without any warning.

In an instant, a mysterious and powerful force rushed into the sky, tearing through the clouds and causing strange phenomena in heaven and earth.

The rich spiritual energy spread wildly in all directions like a surging tide. Wherever it went, the earth shook and mountains trembled, and sand and rocks flew everywhere.

"Look! Baiduan Mountain has opened ahead of schedule!" I don't know who was the first to exclaim, but the voice was instantly drowned out by the howling wind.

This news, like a powerful storm, quickly swept across the entire wilderness.

All the major ancient countries, ancient sects, and the ancient sacred mountains hidden in the mountains were alarmed.

For a moment, the vast sky was lit up by countless lights.

One after another, chariots emitting brilliant light cut through the void, engraved with mysterious runes, and each rune flashed with heart-pounding power.

All kinds of strange-shaped magical weapons, like dazzling meteors, dragged long tails, cutting through the sky.

The roars of the mythical birds and beasts are deafening. Some of them are as huge as mountains, and their wings spread out to cover the sky and the sun.

Some were surrounded by blazing flames, and the air was set on fire wherever they went.

"Oh my God! That's the Nine Netherworld Python! Legend has it that every time it appears, it will bring a bloody storm!" A young practitioner in the crowd pointed at a giant python emitting a faint light, and said in a trembling voice.

“Not only that, look at the emblem on that chariot, it’s the emblem of the Taigu Divine Mountain! The descendants of the Taigu Divine Mountain are here too!” An old man next to him exclaimed with a sharp gaze.

The geniuses of all races came out in droves, escorted by the older and more powerful men.

Duankong City, this originally remote little town, was instantly filled with people pouring in like a tide.

The streets are crowded with people, and the sounds of various hawking and discussions are intertwined, making it very lively.

As soon as those geniuses arrived at Duankong City, they didn't even have time to rest for a moment, and rushed towards the passage of Baiduan Mountain like an arrow.

They knew that this passage would only be open for a very short time and might suddenly close at any time.

"Hurry! The passage may be closed at any time. If we miss it, we will miss this opportunity!" An anxious genius shouted loudly and quickened his pace.

Looking back, every time Baiduan Mountain was opened, the passage was open and closed from time to time.

When the passage opens again, those geniuses who have gone through hardships will be able to walk out of it.

How did it happen that day? After that, the Baiduan Mountain small world will be sealed again by a layer of mysterious power, hidden between heaven and earth, waiting to be opened next time.

Jiang Xuan stepped into Baiduan Mountain.

Next to Jiang Xuan, the suspended skull of the Lord of the Forbidden Zone emitted a cold light, faintly counteracting the strange aura around it.

The group traveled through the mountains and forests and soon arrived at a secluded valley.

Jiang Xuan's eyes were as sharp as torches as he quickly scanned the area: "This place is quiet and peaceful, and Demon King Pu is hiding very deeply." But he was thinking secretly in his heart: This must be his burial place.

"There is a boundary within a boundary, and Demon King Pu is right here!" The voice of the Lord of the Forbidden Zone was like an ancient bell.

As you step into the world, the sky and the earth change color instantly.

The outside world is filled with spiritual mist, and there is vitality everywhere.

Here, however, the strong wind carries the snow flakes, which dance wildly. Everything is withered and silent, as if it is a cursed dead zone.

As soon as they stepped in, the snow seemed to have a soul, and it rushed towards them with a biting cold.

In the center of the dead zone, a huge figure was lying on the ground.

Demon King Pu was over ten feet tall, and his entire body exuded a disgusting stench of decay, the smell of a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

The scales on his body were incomplete, with snow-like fluff constantly floating out from the gaps. Wherever they went, the space was slightly distorted.

Suddenly, Pu Mowang's blood-red eyes suddenly opened open, and two red lights shot straight into the sky, instantly evaporating the falling snow around.

"Ancestral spirits? And... you!" Pu Mowang's voice was hoarse and low. Every time he spoke a word, a muffled thunder sounded between heaven and earth.

“After so many thousands of years, you still remember me.” The Lord of the Forbidden Zone responded, and a powerful pressure spread out from his skull, causing the snowflakes around him to fall.

"As long as you don't forget, I will hate you!" The voice of Willow God was filled with endless anger, as if it could make the heaven and earth collapse.

In an instant, a huge shadow appeared behind everyone, with dancing branches and leaves, emitting tremendous power.

The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, as a buffer zone between the two super realms of the Immortal Realm and the Alien Realm, has always been the focus of contention between the two sides.

In the ancient era of gods and immortals, there were immortal kings like rain and strong men like clouds.

The Lord of the Forbidden Zone achieved enlightenment at the beginning of the Ancient Era of Gods, and with his outstanding talent, he quickly became one of the giants.

The God of Willow was also amazing throughout the ages, and he became an unrivaled giant within an era.

Their reputation, even after so many years, still strikes fear into the hearts of all parties.

As an old-time king from a foreign land, Pu Mowang has been lurking in that foreign land for many years and knows the deeds of the Lord of the Forbidden Zone and the God of Willow very well.

At this moment, in this dead silent zone, the hatred accumulated by both sides for countless epochs was like a volcano about to erupt, ready to explode at any moment.

Strong winds howled in this desolate forbidden land, with sand and rocks flying everywhere. The demonic energy around Demon King Pu surged like rolling dark clouds, and his bloodshot eyes were fixed on the master of the forbidden area in front of him.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan and Liu Shen were like ants forgotten in the corner. Although their aura was strong, they were not noticed by Demon King Pu at all.

“Daoyou!” Demon King Pu took a step forward fiercely. His demonic energy exploded with his movement. His voice was like thunder, echoing continuously between heaven and earth. “I have no grudge against you in the past or in the present. In your current state, if you insist on fighting me, you know the result better than anyone else!”

Pu Mowang spoke rapidly, veins bulging on his forehead as he tried hard to hold on to his excessive energy.

In this space filled with the breath of death, Demon King Pu spoke again, his voice carrying an unquestionable temptation: "In my world, the immortal kings are as numerous as the grains of sand in the Ganges. Immortal treasures are piled up like mountains in my world, and each one contains the power to destroy the world. There are also peerless ancient pills refined with supreme secret methods countless years ago, and each one of them can change the world!"

Demon King Pu waved his long sleeves, and the demonic energy transformed into a series of strange pictures, with the majestic posture of the Immortal King traversing the universe and the brilliant light of immortal treasures. "As long as you are willing, when I return to my world, I will ask the kings for the elixir and offer it with both hands. Maybe this peerless ancient elixir can help you regain your vitality!" Then, Demon King Pu's eyes became more and more fiery, and his tone became more bewitching: "If you can offer the ancestral spirit and the head of the person next to you as a great gift, the kings of my world will not hesitate to spend a huge price, display their supreme magical powers, reverse reincarnation, and pull you back from the abyss of death!"

At this point, the demonic energy in the entire space surged crazily, condensing into a magnificent golden throne. "By then, you will be the honored guest of our world. Billions of universes will submit to you and let you rule. Your race will also become the supreme imperial race of our world! Enjoy endless glory and respect!"

"I swear by the laws of the great way that what I said above is absolutely true! If anyone violates it, there will be eternal damnation!"

King Pu roared to the sky, and his oath seemed to be real, leaving a deep mark between heaven and earth.

However, Jiang Xuan and Liu Shen were still completely ignored by Pu Mowang.

In the calculations of King Pu Mo, they were nothing more than trophies that could be used to seek credit, and were just small bargaining chips in this game of interests.

It is worth mentioning that the imperial family mentioned here does not refer to the powerful people who can truly be called emperors in foreign lands.

In foreign lands, a race with an immortal king will be honored as the Imperial Race, which represents their endless yearning for supreme power and a glorious future.

Jiang Xuan keenly sensed Pu Mowang's thoughts.

Willow God had just returned from Nirvana, and although his cultivation had recovered without any hindrance, he still needed a long period of accumulation and tempering if he wanted to return to the peak.

As for myself, I do not practice the ancient cultivation methods, and I have the mark of the Eight Trigrams Furnace that exceeds the specifications, so it seems that I have no cultivation at all.

From the perspective of others, Jiang Xuan and Liu Shen's participation in this fight seemed more like outsiders just making up the numbers.

Only the Lord of the Forbidden Zone, even if there is only a wisp of residual thought left, the terrifying divine power emanating from his body seems to be able to change the world. Only he has the powerful force to end the life of King Pu Mo.

"Demon King Pu! You led the demons to massacre my hometown. Countless innocent lives were slaughtered and the sea of ​​blood was surging!" The Lord of the Forbidden Zone's voice was like a bell, resounding through the world. His former elegance had long been replaced by anger. "Today, you still dare to shamelessly say that you and I have no grudge? This is simply ridiculous!"

Demon King Pu had a gloomy face, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but he still pretended to be calm: "Humph! This is just the law of the jungle! In this cruel world, only the strong can dominate everything! If you have enough strength, how could you end up like this?"

"Dominate everything?" The Lord of the Forbidden Zone laughed loudly, his laughter full of anger and ridicule. "Your so-called dominance is nothing but built on the suffering of countless innocent lives! Today, I will seek justice for those wronged souls and make you pay with blood!"

Demon King Pu's eyes flickered, trying to find a way to survive: "As long as you let me go, my world has countless treasures and peerless ancient pills, which are enough to help you rebuild your body and return to the peak! Why cling to this meaningless hatred and miss the opportunity!"

“Shut up!” The Lord of the Forbidden Zone shouted sternly, his eyes as cold as a sharp blade, “How could I care about those bloody and dirty things in your world! Taking your life is my firm belief born from countless days and nights of suffering! Today is the day you die!”

"So you guys had this planned!" Demon King Pu gnashed his teeth, a ferocious look on his face, "If that's the case, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Chi!" A sharp whistle cut through the sky. In an instant, endless snow flakes wrapped in strong demonic energy rushed towards Jiang Xuan and the other two like dense sharp arrows.

The seemingly soft snow contains the power to destroy the world. Wherever it passes, the space is like broken glass. Shocking black cracks spread rapidly, and the breath of destruction permeates the sky and the earth.

Pu Mowang took the first step, his desire to survive drove him completely crazy.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the magic power in his body was surging like a flood. He completely ignored the backlash of his injuries and concentrated all his strength into this fatal blow in an attempt to break through the desperate situation.

Faced with this overwhelming terrorist attack, the Lord of the restricted area remained calm, as if the crisis before him was nothing but a passing cloud.

The branches of the Willow God are still swaying leisurely, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

Jiang Xuan raised his head slightly, staring at the sky that was completely covered by snow. He saw the demonic energy was like a surging black tide, constantly surging and roaring. Every ray of demonic energy exuded a frightening murderous aura, as if it would drag all things in the world into an endless dark abyss.

"Boring." Jiang Xuan whispered softly. Although his voice was soft, it was clearly audible in this chaotic and noisy world, revealing a sense of disdain for the attack on Pu Mowang.

Jiang Xuan blurted out the word "boring" coldly, and in an instant, the red light in his palm spread rapidly around like a nimble fire snake, protecting the three people tightly in the blink of an eye.

The light was so hot and dazzling that no matter how madly the snow wool, wrapped in the devilish energy, rushed at them, it was difficult to get close to them. It was like an indestructible hot Great Wall, protecting the three of them tightly.

Jiang Xuan had a stern look on his face, his eyes like lightning as he stared straight at Pu Mowang. His body seemed to be surrounded by a layer of mysterious Taoist charm, making him immune to all kinds of attacks and no evil could get close to him. It was as if he was detached from this world of conflict. Any attacks and killings would be blocked by an invisible force when they were several feet away from him.

What is amazing is that what successfully resisted the fatal attack of King Pu Mo and provided safety protection for everyone was a seemingly ordinary Bagua stove cover.

Demon King Pu stared at the Bagua furnace lid with his eyes wide open, his eyes full of unwillingness and despair. "An... Imperial weapon... cough cough cough..." His voice was weak and hoarse, and before he could finish his words, a mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth.

At this moment, he was in a terrible state. After just a few words and an attack, the hidden dangers in his body erupted like a volcano.

"One day, I will personally go and plunder the immortal treasures and peerless ancient elixirs in foreign lands." Jiang Xuan's voice was low but firm, and his words were full of innate dominance. "When that time comes, the immortal kings of foreign lands will have no choice but to obediently hand over those so-called treasures with both hands, begging for my forgiveness, hoping that I can restrain my edge."

"Hmph..." Demon King Pu tried hard to pull the corners of his mouth, trying to force out a sarcastic sneer, but his face was distorted beyond recognition due to severe injuries, and that smile was uglier than crying.

In his heart, Jiang Xuan was nothing but an arrogant person who didn't know his place.

He always believed that the foreign world where he came from was extremely powerful and no one could shake it.

Jiang Xuan stared at Pu Mowang, the peerless demon king who once dominated the world in foreign lands.

Jiang Xuan, Liu Shen and the Lord of the Forbidden Zone could clearly feel his strong desire to survive.

Jiang Xuan was well aware of Pu Mowang's desire to survive.

Looking back at the original plot, Pu Mowang has always been like a poisonous scorpion hiding in the dark, lurking here carefully and never revealing his whereabouts.

Even after he partially regained his mobility and was able to move freely, he did not rashly start killing and devouring any living creatures.

Without the knowledge of the sentient beings in the eight realms, Demon King Pu sneaked back to the foreign realm silently like a ghost.

During the whole process, only some insignificant traces were left behind. Only Shi Hao and the three powerful men from Xiling noticed his clues, and other people knew nothing about it.

You know, as the unrivaled demon king, after Pu Mowang recovered some strength, for the weak Eight Realms, he was like a demon god who controlled life and death. He could completely destroy the Eight Realms with just a wave of his hand.

But he chose to endure, preferring to act stealthily like a humble mouse rather than taking risks easily, just to return to the foreign land and ascend the throne of the king again.

From this point, it can be seen that his desire to survive has reached an astonishing level.

It is understandable that after experiencing two baptisms of death, one would develop a fear of death and a desire to survive.

However, this time, King Pu was destined to not escape the punishment of fate.

"You want to use my life in exchange for your so-called new life, but I'm afraid you may get it but not enjoy it!" The light around Pu Mowang flashed wildly. At the same time, blood gushed out from every part of his body like a flood.

He frantically mobilized the remaining strength in his body, completely ignoring the worsening of his injuries, like a trapped beast, making his final struggle.

As his strength increased slightly, his body began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the only remaining trace of his soul began to burn violently.

Although this power is nothing compared to his heyday, it is still unimaginably powerful for the eight realms of the lower realm, and almost no one can contend with it.

"I don't know what this means!" (End of this chapter)