Covering the sky: Starting from the Golden Crow of the Holy Cliff

Chapter 142 Don't Say the Stone Man Has Only One Eye
"Are we just going to let ourselves be bullied like this? The dignity of the Ji clan, which has stood for over 100,000 years..."

"Ancestor! I don't understand!"

The cries of defiance continued, but the ancient temple had fallen silent, without a sound.

In the days that followed, the Ji family kept a low profile, or rather, they were biding their time. The clan's holy leader strictly disciplined the clan's members, not wanting them to get involved in worldly karma.

However, things in this world often turn out the opposite!

"What did you say? News of the Emperor Ancestor has arrived from the other side of the starry sky?!"

An incredible message came from the starry sky, causing a major earthquake in an immortal heritage in the Central Plains.

The old man from the Jiuli Dynasty, who had lived for three thousand years, suddenly changed color. His gray hair danced wildly. He immediately emerged from the Supreme Emperor's Palace, his lead-gray eyes shooting out two beams of divine light, staring intently at the envoy, captivating his soul.

"Tell me, what exactly happened?" the emperor asked hastily.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this servant does not know the specifics. This is a token sent by the princess." The person who came was terrified, feeling as if their body was about to shatter. Unable to withstand the intense pressure of the dragon aura, they hurriedly presented Princess Yueling's letter.

The letter was delivered by a five-colored refined iron envelope, imprinted with starry runes, giving it an incredibly profound appearance and a faint medicinal fragrance.

"Yue Ling, is she now on the other side of the starry sky? That ancient star field known as 'Blue Star'? It's rare that she still remembers us." The old man's expression softened slightly as he picked up the letter and began to read it carefully.
He had paid attention to that branch of his descendant, after all, the other party had mistakenly entered a dangerous place, was rescued by the master of the Holy Cliff, and entered that ancient forbidden zone, where he had his own destiny.

"boom!"

Moments later, this immortal dynasty suddenly erupted into a dramatic change. A long roar resounded, shaking heaven and earth. The clan's imperial artifact rose up, and eternal starlight pierced the sky and the earth, illuminating the Central Plains.

The earth trembled. No one expected that an old king of the Jiuli Dynasty, still alive and well, would be born at this moment. However, he was weeping and kneeling before Qingming. Above his head was a silver scroll, radiating light and dazzlingly bright, constantly wailing.

In an instant, countless people throughout the ancient dynasty wailed, and entire clans wept bitterly; the grief was profound.

In the sky above, everything was crimson and bloody. A broken finger floated, wreathed in Quasi-Emperor Laws, covered in wounds—a horrifying sight!
The blood was bright red and translucent, with an immortal divine luster. Although its essence had almost dissipated, it was still awe-inspiring, and a kind of oppressive aura was spreading.

The Emperor's Blood!

In an instant, these three words popped into the minds of several reclusive experts in Zhongzhou.

Above the Jiuli Ancestral Hall, a desolate scene unfolded, radiating a faint red light. Half a finger bone, cleaved by sword and blade, exuded an aura of severing the primordial spirit and seizing the soul. This was not a real, powerful force, but rather an invisible pressure from the spiritual realm, which the more powerful a person was, the deeper they felt it.

"This is... the blood of the Nine Li Emperor?"

"Something's not right. Wasn't that person already dead? Even if there were remnants of an imperial body that no one could touch, how could they have ended up in this situation?"

Some people saw the details clearly and their faces turned solemn, subconsciously believing that a major change was about to occur.

If anyone were to desecrate the true form of the ancient emperor, how could the Jiuli Dynasty possibly let it go? A great war would inevitably break out, and then the conflicts in the starry sky would increase again.

In just one day, the ancient people of Beidou recognized the true strength of the descendants of the ancient emperor!
With a deafening roar, a massive divine source burst forth from an ancient land in the Central Plains. Amidst the dazzling light of the heavens, a being with profound inner strength emerged, wielding an imperial artifact. An overwhelming aura erupted, engulfing countless miles of mountains and rivers.

The old man in the dragon robe was very old. Even though he was once an invincible monarch, his blood and energy were depleted, and his face was full of wrinkles. Apart from his gray hair, which still had some shine, he was very old and frail.

"A Great Sage... Does the human race still have such a peak existence?"

Many ancient tribesmen were nearly petrified, stunned and unable to believe what they were seeing.

"The path to immortality hasn't even opened yet, and the Nine Li Dynasty is already determined to go all out? Or is it trying to seize something else?"

"True talent dies when exposed to the light; how long can this one live?"

Some people have shifty eyes and cannot see the truth.

A great sage who has reached the end of his lifespan might be able to look down upon the ancient Big Dipper at other times, but not at this moment.

How long has it been since those few supreme beings of the ancient clans perished?

The longevity of people like Qianlun and Kunzhou is vastly different from that of someone with a decaying and dying constitution.

Finally?

Only a pool of blood remains, leaving behind eternal sorrow.

No one could have imagined that, after so many years, a Great Sage would remain in the Jiuli Dynasty, and that he would be so incredibly bloodthirsty.

"Emperor Ancestor, no matter who suppressed your true form! I, Jiuli, swear to avenge this!" The first thing the Great Sage of Jiuli did upon his birth was to make a vow, revealing an astonishingly bloodthirsty nature.

The older the dynasty, the more reverence they have for its founders, and they cannot tolerate the slightest disrespect!
A fragment of an emperor's corpse sent back from Earth is enough to stir up a storm in all directions!

The next moment, dragon energy surged from the direction of Zhongzhou, creating a spectacular scene. The light of the universe and mountains tore through the void, and the old man stepped from Zhongzhou into the Eastern Wilderness, standing outside the Sacred Cliff!

The Nine Li Map, like an ancient universe, swallows and spits out stars, releasing a terrifying aura. It does not reveal any murderous intent, but its revival to this state is enough to make countless people tremble with fear.

He arrived with his lifespan nearly over, wielding an ultimate imperial weapon!

This is the most terrifying deterrent!

"Buzz!"

Deep within the dark forbidden zone, a scarlet phantom of an ancient phoenix flashed by, transforming into a Taoist priest in red robes.

In his hands, the Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold Furnace was enveloped in crimson light, almost bursting into flames and nearly dyeing half the sky red.

In this ancient forbidden zone, where the winds of change are blowing, the appearance of two great saints has aroused endless curiosity among the people, and this time it is likely to cause a huge uproar.

"Where is the Lord of the Sacrifice Cliff?" the old sage asked, demanding to see the true person in charge. His words carried an air of domineering arrogance, showing disdain for the newly promoted peers.

A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the Nine Phoenix King, his malevolent aura was heavy, and the bright red imperial furnace on his chest was also stained with a layer of dark light. The phoenix in the furnace cried out loudly, its sound resounding and deafening.

He wanted to go and wreak havoc!

At the critical moment, the clouds and mist swirled, and a beam of golden light from the Dao Tribulation spread out from the five-colored altar deep within the forbidden zone. A royal figure, seemingly eternal, suddenly appeared there, transcendent and otherworldly, as if it did not belong to this world.

"Fellow Daoists of Jiuli, have you come to my sacrificial altar to start a war?" Yan Ming said, his tone not friendly.

His true form descended from a distant star field through the Great Perfection Fire Spirit Emperor Bone, his aura still terrifying. He was fearless in the face of the supreme foundation of a great dynasty, and his expression remained calm.

Two imperial artifacts appeared. Besides the Blood Phoenix, there was also a ten-thousand-foot-long black dragon with menacing scales, coiled around the fifty-five great mountains, its eyes icy cold.

The real dragon-patterned cauldron shrank to the size of a palm and landed in the Emperor's Shadow, merging with the true fire of the sun.

The eldest sage of the Nine Li frowned, barely suppressing his anger, and began to communicate, wanting to go to that unfamiliar star field.

"Jiuli can send people over, but you cannot, fellow Daoist." "Why?"

"Fellow Daoist is too strong. If you were to unleash your full power, no one could stop you." Yan Ming was very frank and straightforward, showing his apprehension towards such a supreme level of power.

If the opponent truly goes berserk and sacrifices their blood to the imperial artifact, it will cause unimaginable consequences.

"Then what should we do?" The old man suppressed his anger, barely controlling his thoughts, and regained his calm and composed demeanor.

This is an unparalleled race, possessing multiple supreme imperial artifacts that can be used as aids. If they were to fight against them, even the entire Nine Li Dynasty could not fill their gaps.

"As long as the Great Sage doesn't come, anyone else can enter, or you can create a wisp of your spirit while your main body resides in the Central Plains..."

The conversation between the important figures was kept secret and no one knew about it.

But everyone knows that the Great Sage of Jiuli came in anger, and bloodshed is inevitable in the future. Otherwise, how could an ancient dynasty awaken such an invincible powerhouse?
Even if it's for the path to immortality, it's too early now!

No imperial heir has been born into this clan...

Beyond the Stars: Blue Star (Earth)
Beside the ancient Yellow River channel, Yan Ming's eyes opened and closed, his primordial spirit returned, he exhaled a breath of fresh air, and once again returned to his calm state.

Beside him, a woman looked somewhat frightened and was apologizing.

"What does it have to do with you? It's just that Jiuli has a Great Sage, which I didn't expect." Yan Ming waved his hand, not caring, and showed a certain patience towards the second most beautiful woman in Zhongzhou.

The item that Yue Ling sent back to Beidou was the remains of an ancient warlord.

In recent days, after on-site archaeological work by Jiang Yifei, Duan De and others, it has been confirmed that the Battle of Zhuolu did indeed happen, and that some quasi-emperor weapons were destroyed.

The discovery of a quasi-emperor's finger bone in a southern underground palace dispelled the mystery of ancient times, revealing the ferocity and tragedy of the Three Sovereigns era.

Both Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang appeared in Shrouding the Heavens, transformed from the corpses of Emperor Jiang Hengyu and Emperor Ji Xukong.

Although the Nine Li were alluded to, there was no conclusive evidence, leaving only room for debate.

The discovery of the Emperor's finger bone completely confirms that Chi You, one of the ancient leaders, like Shennong and Xuanyuan, was a spirit communicating with the Emperor's corpse.

However, this one met a rather tragic end, being defeated by the combined forces of Yan and Huang, and even dismembered in different regions.

The tomb master of Sacred Cliff traveled all over the Divine Continent, excavating many tombs of ancient sages, but he still could not find the true tomb of Chi You, only half a broken finger bone remained...

"Who would have thought that a Great Sage would emerge from Jiuli?"

"The desecration of the Emperor's corpse is a matter of utmost importance; no matter which supreme lineage it is, it will not let it go unpunished."

"In that case, the Jiuli can also be considered descendants of Chiyou, and I, a descendant of Yan and Huang, may have some blood relation with you."

Amidst countless ravines and valleys, Ye Fan was discussing with Jiang Yifei. When the topic turned to bloodlines, Jiang Yifei carefully examined the Sacred Body, then shook his head and revealed a heartbreaking truth.

"You have no imperial blood! Not even a trace of it. Perhaps you are not a descendant of the Yellow Emperor."

After saying that, he left without looking back, leaving Ye Fan standing there, almost petrified.

"You... no, please double-check. You're so decisive, you might be mistaken. I am a true Yanhuang, maybe my bloodline is just a little thin..." Ye Fan was stunned and quickly chased after him, truly unwilling to give up.

People of an ancient country, you say they aren't descendants of the Yellow Emperor and the Yan Emperor? How can that be allowed?

"boom!"

Jiang Yifei made his move, using the Vermilion Bird Divine Form bestowed upon him by Yan Ming to strike down with tremendous force. Dust billowed into the sky, and the whirlpool valley rapidly cracked, revealing dragon bones and even massive chains beneath.

According to the Book of Origin, the ancient Yellow River channel was once a great dragon, but it was nearly depleted after the end of the Dharma era. In the past, something extraordinary must have been conceived and incubated there.

"There really is a Holy Spirit Embryo!" Ye Fan opened his Heavenly Eye and sensed a powerful force. The great dragon turned nine times, and the dragon's eye was the most majestic and awe-inspiring!
After breaking through three thousand feet of the earth's veins, the two encountered a huge meteorite iron, which was engraved with an ancient magic array that protected its interior, making it difficult to break through and impossible to shake.

"A saint-level array diagram, could it be that legendary thing?" Ye Fan was taken aback. There was such an ancient array protecting him. Almost immediately, he thought of a famous legend in history.

"This is the Yellow River Nine Bends Killing Formation."

"The people who have been deployed are exceptionally skilled; you are no match for them, so all of you must retreat!"

Yan Ming's eyes flickered, his expression solemn. He extended a finger, and the Dao track at his fingertip danced. Flames and wood elements quickly combined, bursting forth with even more dazzling Dao Source Fire, covering the array diagram.

Vast amounts of divine fire intertwined and swirled, coalescing into a lotus flower. The moment the bud bloomed, a wisp of sword light flew out, containing the light of the primordial beginnings, and slammed into the great formation.

"boom!"

A tremendous sound came, and the valley formed by the ancient Yellow River collapsed. The sky darkened and the sun was eclipsed, but there was no earthquake. All the fluctuations were limited to a radius of 100 meters. Orderly chains ran around the area, forming a prison that isolated the place.

As the sword energy of the Immortal-Slaying Gourd bombarded the formation, the formation cracked, the weakest gate collapsed, and the talismans left by the ancient Qi cultivators cracked rapidly. A surge of malevolent energy transformed into a wave that soared three thousand meters into the sky!
"Roar……"

Suddenly, a tremendous roar erupted from the ground, the divine might of the Holy Path overwhelming everything, but it was quickly suppressed by another, even more terrifying force. That dreadful wave was compressed and shattered.

"The aura of an ancient saint." Yi Qingwu, Yue Ling, and the others who were accompanying them had their eyes shining with surprise. Apart from the Three Immortal Islands, this was another miracle.

Even Ye Fan was surprised and his mind was in turmoil. This was an ancient ancestor who had been unearthed!
In the dried-up Shenlu Riverbed, there was still a living saint!
A surge of blood-red life essence rose up, towering over thousands of feet high. A stone figure with nine orifices and eight holes shot up from the ground, reaching a height of one foot. Its malevolent aura was astonishingly heavy. Countless skeletons floated up from the broken river valley all around. Its appearance immediately created such a terrifying scene!

“A Holy Spirit Embryo!” Jiang Yifei also turned his head and immediately locked onto the face of the stone man. It was a one-eyed stone man.

A blinding red light flashed, brilliant and crystalline, emitting wisps of crimson light that bound the body. The source of it all was an eye!
Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold Eyes!
"Don't say the stone man has only one eye, it stirred up the Yellow River and the world to rebel... The Red Turban Army's Han Lin'er uprising." Ye Fan kept recalling historical fragments, and everything recorded in the book matched up perfectly.

A one-eyed stone man is indeed buried in the Yellow River!
Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold corresponds to the red of the Red Turban Rebellion!
Not only Ye Fan, but everyone else also realized what was happening. After entering Earth, they gained some understanding of the history of the land of China, and their hearts were shaken.

“A natural stone man is usually born with nine orifices and eight holes, according to the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, but it was born with only one eye. If it is missing one eye, where is the other orifice?” Yi Qingwu said, her hair fluttering, like a fairy made of ice and snow.

"The two orifices are combined into one, hence it is a single eye."

Yan Ming saw through the stone man's true nature at a glance and shook his head.

This stone embryo was born from the Yellow River's dragon vein, with an extraordinary origin, but everything was destroyed. Someone beat them to it, cut open the stone man's chest, took out the innate spiritual liquid, and then refined the stone man into a puppet.

Ultimately, the Holy Spirit's resentment filled the heavens, causing the stone golem to turn on them, forcing them to set up an unparalleled killing formation to suppress the evil spirit.

After learning the truth, everyone sighed, for most stone figures would encounter such a calamity.

The path to the growth of Holy Spirits is fraught not only with natural disasters but also with calamities befalling living beings, because their innate spiritual elixir is an unparalleled treasure to other races, capable of enhancing their innate qualities...

(End of this chapter)