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

Jiang Xuan crashed heavily onto the rocks and weeds at the bottom of the canyon.

He lay on the ground, panting heavily, each breath accompanied by excruciating, tearing pain throughout his body, and blood continuously spilled from the corner of his mouth.

But thanks to the strong will he honed in the Bloodthirsty Camp and on countless brushes with death.

He forcefully suppressed the darkness and pain that almost overwhelmed his consciousness, compelling himself to quickly regain his senses.

He struggled to lift his head and looked around, finding himself at the bottom of a deep canyon, with steep rock walls on both sides.

He immediately began to examine his injuries. His internal awareness revealed a grim situation.

At least three ribs were broken, the left scapula was dislocated, and there was a sharp pain from a fracture in the right arm.

The internal organs were all damaged to varying degrees, and the flow of spiritual energy was obstructed and sluggish.

He roughly estimated that he could only exert 40% of his peak fighting ability at the moment.

"Cough cough..."

He coughed up another mouthful of blood.

But his eyes became unusually calm.

He gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain, and used his still-functioning right hand, along with his teeth, to retrieve bandages and healing pills from his storage ring.

He skillfully forced the dislocated scapula back into place, then quickly administered a medicinal pill and tightly secured the broken rib with a bandage.

Throughout the entire process, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, but he didn't utter a single word.

After treating his injuries, he immediately struggled to his feet, his eyes searching anxiously.

Soon, he found the unconscious little girl, Luo Luo, in a clump of dense weeds not far away.

Fortunately, when he pushed it out, he absorbed most of the force of the fall.

Luo Luo was only frightened and fainted from a minor collision; she did not have any obvious serious injuries.

Jiang Xuan carefully picked up Luo Luo and looked at her tender but pale face.

Thinking of that spirit-patterned shuttle that was destroyed in an instant, and the innocent passengers inside the carriage who may have perished.

An uncontrollable rage and overwhelming killing intent erupted and burned within his chest!
"The Chi family...you dare to treat human life so lightly in order to kill me! And implicate the innocent!"

Jiang Xuan clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, drawing blood.

A strong sense of self-blame welled up in his heart; if it weren't for him, these people wouldn't have suffered this calamity.

"It's all my fault... I'm the one who dragged them down..."

He quickly used the remaining bandages to secure the unconscious Luo Luo firmly to his back, making sure she wouldn't fall off during movement.

Then, after determining the direction, he endured the excruciating pain all over his body and staggered towards the flatter side of the canyon.

He must leave this dangerous area as soon as possible and find a relatively safe place.

After struggling out of the canyon, a relatively open hillside came into view.

On the hillside, the burning remains of the spirit-patterned shuttle were scattered everywhere, along with charred metal fragments and burnt corpses...

A scene of utter devastation, a living hell.

Jiang Xuan's gaze swept over the wreckage, especially when he saw some familiar spirit rune structures on the wreckage, some of which he had helped design and optimize.

The inner repression and anger reached their peak.

The very thing I helped design was used to create such a tragedy…

Just then, a cacophony of voices and a flurry of footsteps could be heard in the distance!

"Quickly! Spread out and search! We need to find them alive or dead!"

"The order is: any survivors found are to be killed without exception!"

There were fifty or sixty cultivators dressed in uniform tight-fitting clothes and holding weapons.

They were rapidly searching up the hillside in a fan shape. The leader, a man with a fierce aura and clearly at the Earthly Rank Realm, was loudly issuing cold orders.

Jiang Xuan's pupils contracted, and he immediately dodged into a narrow crevice behind a huge rock, holding his breath.

His current condition is absolutely unsuitable for a head-on confrontation with so many people.

Two cultivators at the mid-stage of the Human Realm searched the vicinity of the rock.

One of them was more cautious and signaled to his companion to flank from the other side, while he himself carefully approached the crevice in the rock.

Just as he peeked through the crack—

"call out!"

A crossbow bolt shot out from the gap, piercing his throat with pinpoint accuracy!
He didn't even have time to make a sound before he collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with terror and disbelief.

Jiang Xuan slipped out from the gap and quickly dragged the corpse into the shadows.

Almost simultaneously, another cultivator who had flanked them arrived on the other side of the rock. He witnessed the final moment his companion was dragged into the shadows, his expression changed drastically, and he was about to shout—

Another crossbow bolt shot in silently, piercing his open mouth and exiting through the back of his head!

The second cultivator is dead!

The fact that two people had lost contact in succession alerted other searchers.

"There's movement over there!"

"Go over and have a look!"

A dozen or so cultivators immediately surrounded the boulder.

Jiang Xuan knew he could no longer hide it.

He suddenly threw the first corpse out of the shadows!
"There! Fire the arrows!"

The cultivators who had gathered around saw the flying "figure" and instinctively assumed that the enemy was trying to break through, so they all raised their crossbows and fired!
Just as their attention was drawn to the corpse, Jiang Xuan emerged from behind the rock, holding a captured crossbow in his hand, his finger rapidly pulling the trigger!
"Boohoo, boomboo-!"

A dense rain of arrows poured out!

These cultivators had no idea that the real killing intent came from the side. Immediately, seven or eight people were hit by arrows and fell to the ground, screams of agony filling the air!

"Enemy attack!
He's there!

In the chaos, Jiang Xuan threw away the crossbow that had missed its target and drew the [Flowing Light Battle Blade] with a backhand!
He knew he had to act quickly; if he were surrounded, he would surely die in his current state!

He charged straight into the enemy ranks, which were briefly thrown into chaos by the sudden death of his comrade!

Each flash inevitably brings with it a spray of blood and a scream!
"puff!"

A cultivator raised his sword to parry, but was cleaved in two along with his sword!
"Crack!"

Another person attempted a side attack, but Jiang Xuan turned around and severed his arm with a single stroke, then the blade swept across his neck!
"die!"

Facing three cultivators attacking simultaneously, Jiang Xuan neither dodged nor evaded.

The blade flashed in a strange arc, and blood appeared simultaneously on the throats of the three men, who staggered and fell to the ground!

He was like a tiger among sheep; despite being severely injured, he could only exert 40% of his strength.

However, his combat experience, swordsmanship, and grasp of timing are far beyond what these ordinary cultivators can compare to.

In the blink of an eye, five more cultivators fell under his blade, the scene was bloody and cruel!
……

The Forbidden City, the Chi family residence.

The atmosphere inside the study was completely different from the bloodshed on the edge of the canyon.

When news arrived that the Spirit Pattern Shuttle had been destroyed by a single shot from the Purple Ying Warship, cheers and triumphant laughter erupted in the study.

"Hahaha! Well done!"
One shot, and that brat's dead! Let's see how arrogant he'll be then!

"What kind of bullshit genius is he? In the face of absolute power, he's nothing but ashes!"

"That coward Xu Qianjing, talking about taking it slow, what a joke!" "Exactly! If we'd known it was this simple, why waste so much time!"

The deputies were elated, their words filled with mockery of Xu Qianjing and pride in their own decisions.

No one mentioned the hundreds of innocent passengers on that shuttle, as if those lives had never existed.

Chi Cangmei sat upright in the main seat, listening to the noise of her subordinates. Although a relieved, cold smile appeared on her beautiful face.

But deep in his eyes, a barely perceptible anxiety still lingered.

She waved her hand to quell the commotion and said in a deep voice.

"Alright, it's too early to celebrate. Send a message to the front immediately: we need to see him alive or dead! We must confirm that Jiang Xuan is completely dead!"

"Yes!"

A deputy immediately bowed and accepted the order.

Even though he said so.

But in the subconscious of everyone present, almost everyone had already decided that Jiang Xuan had no chance of survival under such a devastating attack.

Jiang Xuan suddenly emerged from behind the rocks, despite the unconscious little girl Luo Luo still strapped to his back.

But his momentum was like a sweeping storm, not slowed down by the burden, but instead added a tragic and resolute air!

The [Flowing Light Battle Blade] in his hand transformed into streaks of deadly cold light, each swing precise and ruthless, destined to take a life!

Within a few short breaths, three more cultivators fell into pools of blood.

He was covered in blood, his eyes as cold as ice, and his appearance was like a god of death returning from hell. The remaining cultivators were so shocked that they hesitated to launch an attack.

"Useless trash! All of you, charge! He's badly injured and carrying a burden; he won't last long! Surround him and kill him!"

Upon seeing this, the leader, a Di Gang Realm expert with a hideous scar on his face, roared angrily and ordered his men to reorganize the encirclement.

Jiang Xuan didn't give them a chance to surround him!
His gaze locked onto the direction of the scarred man, and ignoring the excruciating pain tearing through his body, he poured all the spiritual energy he could muster into his battle blade!

"Go away!"

With a roar, the [Flowing Light Battle Blade], carrying an indomitable and fierce momentum, slashed fiercely at the four or five cultivators blocking its path!
Before the blade even arrived, the terrifying intent of the blade had already made them stop breathing!

"boom!"

The blade energy erupted, and those cultivators screamed as they were blasted away, falling over and clearing an area in an instant!
Just then, a cultivator who had been hiding to the side and behind appeared.

Seeing that Jiang Xuan's back was wide open, he raised his crossbow and aimed it at Luo Luo on Jiang Xuan's back with a sinister look in his eyes!
In his view, as long as Jiang Xuan was distracted, he could find an opportunity to take advantage of the situation!
"you wanna die!"

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, the moment the cultivator pulled the trigger, Jiang Xuan didn't even turn his head, but instead flicked his left hand behind him!
A seemingly rough, short crossbow bolt, carved from hard thorny wood, was fired at a faster speed than the opponent's bolt!

"puff!"

The thorny crossbow bolt, fired later, struck first and accurately pierced the attacker's eye socket!

The man let out a short scream and died on the spot!
The crossbow bolt he fired himself lost its aim due to the death of the crossbowman, and flew past Jiang Xuan's clothes.

This ruthless and decisive counterattack instantly silenced the other cultivators who still harbored designs on Luo Luo, making them no longer dare to act rashly, and their eyes were filled with fear as they looked at Jiang Xuan.

"Use crossbows! Shoot him from a distance!"

Seeing that he had suffered heavy losses in close combat, the scarred man immediately changed his strategy and gave a stern order.

Immediately, the remaining twenty-odd cultivators raised their standard crossbows, aiming the cold arrows at Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan moved even faster than them!

The moment the scarred man finished speaking, he had already sheathed his Radiant Blade.

He now held a uniquely shaped crossbow, crafted entirely from dark metal and covered with intricate spiritual patterns—the [Flying Star Crossbow] he had personally forged!
This flying star crossbow doesn't look very big.

However, the structure is extremely ingenious, with three spirit crystals that are faintly glowing embedded in the crossbow.

Jiang Xuan pulled the trigger, frantically channeling the last of his spiritual energy into the crossbow!

"Om-"

Just as he pulled the trigger, a strange, soft sound, like the melody of a flute, seemed to resound throughout the world!
The next moment, the spirit runes in front of the Flying Star Crossbow suddenly lit up with a dazzling light!
"Boohoo, boomboo-!"

It wasn't a single crossbow bolt, but dozens or even hundreds of silver arrows, as fine as cow's hair, formed entirely from highly condensed spiritual energy.

It spread out in a fan shape towards the group of cultivators holding short crossbows!

The speed was so fast that it exceeded the limits of what the naked eye could perceive!

"No!"

"What's this?!"

“Hide quickly…”

The terrified screams stopped abruptly!

Under a blanket of silver arrows, the cultivators who had just raised their crossbows were caught.

There was no time to make any effective dodge or block; the protective aura was pierced through!
His body was instantly riddled with bullets!

After a volley of arrows, more than half of the twenty-odd cultivators who were standing fell down!

Only seven or eight people remained standing in the pile of corpses, their bodies splattered with the blood and brains of their companions, terrified out of their wits.

He didn't even notice when the short crossbow in his hand fell to the ground with a "clatter".

Their fighting spirit has completely collapsed!
"Devil! He is the devil!"

"Run!"

The survivor let out a shout, no longer heeding orders, and fled for his life in all directions!
"Want to run now? It's too late!"

Jiang Xuan endured the excruciating pain from his internal injuries caused by forcibly activating the Flying Star Crossbow, his eyes revealing a murderous intent!
How could he let these executioners go?

He quickly switched to the captured crossbow and chased after the fleeing figures, repeatedly pulling the trigger!

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

One after another, powerful crossbow bolts pierced the air.

Every arrow shot was accompanied by a piercing scream and a falling corpse.

More than ten cultivators lost their lives on the way to escape.

Jiang Xuan pursued them relentlessly until they reached a hilly area.

Just as he was preparing to continue his pursuit of the scarred man who was the fastest to escape.

Out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly caught a glimpse of it in the air, thousands of feet away.

A huge shadow, radiating a purple aura, was silently suspended there.

It was the Ziying warship that had just destroyed the spirit pattern shuttle!

It appears to be waiting for news from ground search forces, or confirming the results of the battle.

A chilling killing intent instantly replaced the desire to hunt down those henchmen.

Jiang Xuan abandoned the pursuit without hesitation, and with a flash, he seemed to dart into the rugged mountains beside him.

Using the rocks and trees as cover, he climbed as fast as he could towards the highest peak in the vicinity.

Carrying Luo Luo on his back, and severely injured, the climb was extremely difficult.

But Jiang Xuan's will was as strong as steel.

He gritted his teeth, sweat mixed with blood sliding down his forehead, each step he took was resolute.

Finally, he reached the summit! (End of Chapter)