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

Chapter 144 Offering sacrifices to a quasi-emperor, honoring a son of man
In an ice cave thousands of feet below the earth's veins, a scorpion about three feet long, its body as smooth as a diamond, has six long and powerful legs that constantly climb the glacier. Behind it, ice chips flutter like scattered stars, and its long tail is lush and green, exuding a sense of life and emitting particles of light that shine like gemstones.

Sensing something, it pierced through the earth's layers and fled towards the earth's core, trying to avoid this great calamity.

"The Taiyin Sandalwood Pool is lacking some spiritual objects..." A young girl took a step with her long, shapely legs and arrived here in just one step. The golden gourd behind her emitted wisps of auspicious energy, which swept away the demon lord-level ice jade scorpion on the ground.

It's not that it's weak, but rather that the person who came has an extraordinary background, possesses true blood, cultivates immortality scriptures, and was born to meet the calamity. Some claim that the two supreme beings of the Human Emperor lineage have the potential to become Sun Quasi-Emperors in the future.

The once declining and desolate Sun Sect was revived by the arrival of the siblings, and rose to become one of the top forces in Ziwei.

Kunlun is in chaos, and the once mighty king has fallen into the most dangerous situation!
"boom!"

Accompanied by a thick stream of crimson blood energy, a dragon's roar resounded, and a divine light pierced the sky, rushing towards the distance.

"You must not harm it! This is a pure-blooded dragon horse, a rare find indeed!" The living fossil of the Jiang family transmitted his voice, his gaze fervent, immediately causing a great commotion. Everyone turned their attention to it, and suddenly hundreds of streaks of light rose up, relentlessly pursuing it.

Ancient books record: "The dragon-horse is the essence of heaven and earth. Its form is that of a horse with dragon scales, hence the name dragon-horse. It is eight feet five inches tall..."

It is truly a legendary auspicious and sacred beast. There have only been a few of these creatures since ancient times, and some of them were even the mounts of ancient emperors!
"I will retrieve this divine steed for Zunyang!" A Grand Completion King from the Ziwei Star Domain appeared, his aura shaking mountains and rivers. Even his initial gesture caused the earth's veins to tremble. Nine divine flames shot forth, transforming into nine pillars of fire that pressed forward.
The dragon horse, proud by nature, would never dodge. With a roar, its dragon cry shook the heavens, and its entire body turned fiery red as it charged forward, riding on flames and clouds.

It was a primordial auspicious spirit, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, and possessed extremely strong combat power. The king of Ziwei was unable to subdue it for a time, and a fierce battle broke out.

Soon, as other powerful figures appeared, Longma was outnumbered and ambushed. His body trembled, his four hooves shattered the sky, and he rushed into the distance. His body completely flipped to the side, and he was then hung upside down by the Dragon Binding Stake, like a boar in a yearly sacrifice, his face full of grief and indignation.

Use your superior skills to defeat its inferior ones, and use your numbers to overwhelm its few!

It doesn't accept!
"The auspicious and sacred fire energy cannot be ridden by anyone but those of great virtue. Among all those of high virtue in our Heavenly Court, only Venerable Yang is worthy of this title!"

"Our sovereign's virtue is such that he looks down upon the Big Dipper and the Purple Palace, and bestows his grace upon the blue sky, upon which billions of people look up..."

The crowd chattered excitedly, praising the prisoners as they thronged around them, their eyes filled with fervor.

The dragon horse curled up helplessly, not daring to curse, because it saw more than one ancient sage looking at it and nodding repeatedly.

His constant use of phrases like "ancient holy emperor" and "great virtue and holy light" made the prisoner feel uneasy.

"Although its strength is mediocre, it has a natural talent. As the ancients said, the dragon horse is destined to have a lot of luck, and obtaining it will bring a hundred benefits and no harm."

"Naturally, it cannot compare to Lord Dark Phoenix. My lord probably wouldn't even look at a Dao-slaying level dragon horse. However, since the young master of Holy Cliff is about to be born, it would be most appropriate for that prince to ride it."

Upon hearing the conversation between the two sages, Longma felt a wave of despair wash over him, realizing that all hope was lost in this life.

What kind of people are these?!
He didn't even have a chance to refill his mount; he was given to an unborn baby!
Before it could wallow in self-pity for long, the other three beings in Kunlun who had severed their Dao were also found. The result was tragic. The old ox and the black ape were captured and immediately given a severe beating, leaving them with torn skin and blood, and they kept jumping up and down.

The last Taoist priest, wielding a dragon spear, unleashed dozens of divine chains of order, attempting to break through the blockade.

"boom!"

The Dark Golden Crow, having embarked on the path of evolution, made its move, unleashing the fastest speed in the world. It quickly returned, carrying a bloody human head in its hand. The fugitive's primordial spirit was still intact, and it was terrified. The war spear mixed with black gold and dragon patterns flew out and landed right in front of Ye Fan, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The golden crow that emerged from the sacrificial soil raised an eyebrow, about to unleash its fury, but upon recognizing who it was, it slowly withdrew its power, merging the human head with another part of the body and imprisoning it.

"This thing..." Ye Fan said, without touching the Dragon Spear, but the Dark Golden Crow ignored him and left with the Saint-level Yin Crow.

Watching their retreating figures, Ye Fan exhaled a breath of turbid air and couldn't help but sigh. That Golden Crow, which evolved from the Fire God Raven, was very strong, ranking in the Eight Forbidden Domains, and its cultivation speed was simply too fast, soaring to the Seventh Heaven of the Dao Severing Realm in just a few years.

He boasted that he was already incredibly fast, entering the Divine Ruins, traversing Immortal Mines, and hiding in Dragon Nests... Along the way, even the Great Sage of the Cai Family was amazed, believing that the ancient emperors were no more than this, or even surpassed him.

"There seem to be a few more black golden crows like this in the Sacred Cliff," Ye Fan muttered to himself, gazing at the old Taoist with black hair and black clothes in the distance. He was the strongest among the three million fire god crows, a saint-level Taiyin True Crow, whose evolutionary source was Taiyin True Fire, and whose status was above the Golden Crow Saint of Ziwei.

But he had a vague feeling that the dark golden crow from before was even more bizarre, with an inexplicable sense of oppression... extremely strange.

Something is definitely hidden deep within the Sacred Cliff, unknown to outsiders.

"That dragon spear carries the karma of the ancient quasi-emperor Rong Cheng..." Jiang Yifei's voice swept by. When Ye Fan turned around, the other party and the Taixu Ancient Dragon disappeared into the horizon and went deep into the land of immortality.

Only Ye Fan remained, standing there for a while before finally drawing his black battle spear...

At the very front, amidst surging rosy clouds and boundless chaos, a human-shaped He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum) led the way, pointing to a grave.

There is another Star Dao Stele, covered with Chaos Emperor Patterns, shimmering with silver light. It has been shining since ancient times, lingering in the vast chaos, protecting everything here. The boundless rosy clouds and the ten-thousand-foot waterfall all originate from this divine stele.

Yan Ming did not linger there and turned to leave, while Duan De was extremely envious and found it difficult to leave the grave.

A moment later, guided by the divine marks depicted in the Immortal Treasure Map, Yan Ming and his group arrived at the core area of ​​the Immortal Land, a pure land known as the place where the hope of becoming an immortal is nurtured.

Ahead, the scene was magnificent and astonishing, with tens of thousands of mountain peaks clustered together, forming a valley. Each mountain peak resembled a dragon's head, as if naturally formed!

Each dragon's mouth exudes a vital essence, with ethereal mist rising and condensing in the valley, creating an atmosphere of indescribable mystery.

The first time Yan Ming stepped into this place, he felt a strange sensation. His Dao Tribulation Golden Eyes automatically revived, bursting forth with divine light and locking onto some broken stones.

“This is… a fragment of the Holy Spirit Embryo,” he murmured, having discerned a cause and effect from the past.

This place once contained a celestial embryo from Kunlun!
Unfortunately, it failed to be born. It was shattered during its gestation, its body exploded, and it fell to the ground. Over two hundred thousand years, as time and the world changed, those fragments stained with the blood of the Holy Spirit lost their divinity and became no different from ordinary stones and rotten wood.

"Is there any remaining life force? Of the forty-nine Great Daos, one is the Heavenly Evolution. This place of ascension should not have been destroyed like this."

Yan Ming stood with his head bowed, time flowing in his eyes. What he saw was tens of thousands of great dragons emerging from the earth, their heads converging and spewing out various essences of heaven and earth to nourish the immortals of the immortal land. He didn't know how much life essence they contained.

This terrain is far superior to the dragon veins of the Central Plains of the Big Dipper; it is the result of the combined efforts of countless ancient stars throughout history.

If this place were in the chaotic ancient era, it might have given birth to an immortal.

Even in the Dharma-ending Age, the worst one should attain the Heavenly Heart Fruit level.

But what's left now?
Yan Ming stroked the broken stones in his hand, his eyes flickering with uncertainty, feeling that the Holy Spirit here should not have fallen so quietly.

Even the immortal embryo from the Primordial Ancient Mine could defy the heavens and escape with its life from the hands of the supreme being of the forbidden zone.

The Kunlun Immortal Embryo within carries the fortune of heaven and earth. According to the theories of destiny and status, it should be even more heaven-defying than the Primordial Beginning.

"The path of destiny is ethereal and elusive. Even the most promising Holy Spirit cannot withstand such a man-made disaster when a Great Emperor makes a move." A dark, jade-like monstrous creature appeared, shed its mysterious light, and landed on Yan Ming's shoulder to communicate with him, its pupils gleaming with a faint golden light.

The last time it was destroyed by life and death, it underwent a rebirth with Yan Ming. Now it has reappeared and is not far from the Great Saint Realm. A faint primordial aura surges from its body.

“You don’t understand.” Yan Ming shook his head and said seriously, “The fate of heaven is unpredictable. The more a being carries the fortune of a realm, the less likely it is to perish. Even the chaotic body from the mythical era, which was completely suppressed by the Heavenly Venerable, still had a sliver of hope left. If it were a true Kunlun Immortal Embryo, it shouldn’t have ended like this…”

"Even if there really is a Kunlun Immortal Embryo, it would be meaningless to us. However, this immortal land can serve as a foundation for countless generations." "Perhaps. I was thinking that if there were any remaining remnants of the spirit, they could completely control this immortal land. At the very least, the secret of word formation is right in front of us, yet no one can obtain it."

Yan Ming shook his head. Apart from the only path to survival indicated by the Immortal Treasure Map, the rest of the area was filled with ancient imperial formations.

It possesses at least five layers of imperial runes combined, a killing intent capable of annihilating all living beings!

“There is also a possibility that the Kunlun Immortal Embryo and the Array Spirit merged and survived.” Yinwu speculated that it had seen most of Yan Ming’s memories, but it itself was also completely refined by Yan Ming and was kept in the Purple Gold Lamp of the Sendai as the Taiyin Origin.

In the future, Yin and Yang will unite, creating all things in the universe, and the two will achieve unimaginable Dao results.

Yan Ming did not agree with Yin Wu's statement. If they were combined, the spirit of the Emperor's Array would have the secret of word formation, and even a ruthless person would bleed.

Here are the killing formations of the ancient Heavenly Court, as well as the unparalleled array patterns left by Emperor Yuan. People from later generations have also come here and left their traces.

The array spirit here is so powerful that it could absolutely fight against an ultimate emperor. Even the Lord of Reincarnation in Shrouding the Heavens couldn't break through the outermost perimeter and was blocked. At that time, the array spirit had not yet manifested.

The two communicated telepathically, and if what they said were to be spread, it would definitely shake the world.

Before long, the Dark Phoenix stopped, her eyes filled with disbelief. She had encountered two Great Sage corpses before, but they hadn't made her change color. Now, however, she was trembling with fear and was truly shocked.

An earth-shattering killing intent surged forth, howling and surging. If it weren't for the Immortal-Slaying Gourd suppressing it, Yan Ming might have been unharmed, but the group behind him would definitely not have been able to remain so calm.

“This is…” Yan Ruyu’s eyelids twitched slightly.

"Palace Master, it's the remains of a Quasi-Emperor. I've seen Quasi-Emperor artifacts, and their aura is extremely similar to this." A very pleasant voice came from a woman in a long dress.

She had black hair and black eyes, with a pair of exquisite almond-shaped eyes that were high and deep. Her dress flowed with the color of stars, and she had a tall and slender figure with a full bust. Although she was wearing a bra, it could not hide her proud figure.

Yan Ming glanced at the most beautiful woman in Zhongzhou. She stood next to Yu Die from Anping Ancient Kingdom, both of them beautiful and otherworldly, with a unique charm.

This person should be a Valkyrie, high above everyone else, but now she's taken a gentle approach, and the result isn't too good. At least Yan Ming rarely pays attention to her.

Yi Qingwu better fits Yan Ming's desires and thoughts.

"How long can that Great Sage of Jiuli hold out?" At this moment, the chief priest was thinking about something else.

In the Big Dipper Starfield, men and women are treated differently, especially those like Yue Ling who have left the palace. In principle, they have no right to inherit the throne, but there are exceptions. The causes and effects in the world are not immutable.

The Imperial Artifact Alliance of Sacred Cliff seems somewhat weak in strength.

Suppressing his thoughts, Yan Ming stepped forward with the black gourd on his head, blocking all the pressure alone. In a rocky mountain, he saw a shattered corpse. The immense killing intent was emanating from the flesh and white bone fragments!

“A quasi-emperor…a quasi-emperor of the second level.”

Yan Ming's eyes flickered as he looked at the pool of blood. Divine light swirled within his altar, and the power of the "Former Word Secret" and the "Dream Path" worked together to reveal the life of the deceased Quasi-Emperor.

He was a young man who had been exceptionally talented since childhood and was hailed as a rare prodigy!

His father's illustrious reputation illuminated most of the universe, and as he approached enlightenment, he was hailed as one of the last few who hoped to attain the status of an emperor.

The man was thrilled. He had become famous at a young age and fought against all kinds of geniuses. With lofty ambitions, he embarked on this ancient road through the starry sky, traversing countless ancient stars and forging ahead bravely.

Along the way, he rose to fame, slaying countless unknown creatures and becoming known as invincible among his peers, living up to his father's reputation.

That night, he became a Great Sage and headed to the end of the ancient road, where a contest for the Heavenly Heart Fruit was taking place. His father encountered his most powerful adversary, and the two fought endlessly, battling to the edge of the universe, even obliterating the Great Dao.

After a fierce battle, he witnessed firsthand how terrifying the man named Wan Qing was. His father was defeated, and he was truly no match for him.

The other person soared to the heavens, standing atop the ninth heaven, becoming the supreme demon emperor...

"After that battle, my father chose to go into seclusion, wanting to break through and rebuild, but he never came out again."

"I obtained his embryonic tower, but I did not refine it, hoping for a miracle."

"Perhaps I should do something..."

The young Great Sage, with a determined gaze, embarked on his journey, seeking an elixir of immortality to defy fate and change the destiny of his loved ones.

He had extraordinary opportunities and encountered many fortuitous events along the way. In the end, he even became a quasi-emperor!

But in that era, the brilliance of the Azure Emperor filled the entire universe. Even as a quasi-emperor, he remained low-key, walking his own path alone. However, his steps gradually became more difficult, and the road ahead became increasingly tortuous.

A thousand years passed in the blink of an eye, and he stepped into a new stage. He found the cultivation of the ninth level of Quasi-Emperor increasingly difficult, and he encountered bottlenecks that had never appeared before.

until……

At the age of three thousand years, he roared through the starry sky and found a rubbing of the Kunlun Immortal Land, which was rarely seen throughout the ages, in a corner of the mortal world!
"The land of immortality must contain the elixir of immortality!"
"If I could obtain it, I could live another life, and my father's crisis could be resolved; I only need to avoid this life..."

The Taoist priest, his hair wildly flying and his eyes flashing like lightning, clutched the rubbing and embarked on a path of no return.

He desperately wanted the elixir of immortality for the sake of his family and friends!
The guide he received was incomplete, and soon the path became blocked, forcing him to rely on his own deduction to find a new way.

Every step was a matter of life and death. He took the first step and landed safely. Then came the second step...

third step!
The killing intent soared to the sky, and the array patterns set up by the ancient Heavenly Court Lord were revived. The black-haired Taoist fought back with all his might and roared at the heavens, but his fate was sealed. He was cleaved into pieces by the killing array and was not even left with a complete corpse.

"Buzz!"

With a soft sound, Yan Ming opened his eyes. In just a moment, hundreds of white bone fragments and bright red and dazzling blood lay before him, still shining brightly even after more than ten thousand years!

He bravely fought for the elixir of immortality for his own blood, but found himself alone with nowhere to escape the divine tomb!

"A quasi-emperor..."

Yan Ming sighed softly, as if he had truly experienced the life of the deceased, and inexplicably thought of An Miaoyi in the Sacred Cliff, and the child in her womb.

Blood ties seem very weak in the eyes of the strong!

But Gu Xin'ao and his son are different!
The son ventured alone into the land of immortality for his father. Even though he possessed the Divine Mark Purple Gold Pagoda, he did not refine it. He placed his hopes on the safety of his loved ones, believing it far outweighed any precious immortal artifact.

"Farewell to the revered spirit, never to be seen again in the grand hall. Tonight, the fire of the Dao is full, sending the spirit to the celestial palace..." He recited ancient sacrificial words, using special means to draw a wisp of ancient flame to send off the ancient quasi-emperor.

Gradually, as the sacrificial fire burned out completely, Yan Ming stood up again. Behind him, figures fluttered, and countless eyes fell upon a precious treasure.

(End of this chapter)