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

Chapter 146 After I die, who cares if the floodwaters rise?
Today, Sacred Cliff possesses supreme imperial artifacts and great saints, and its influence spans three ancient star regions, making it a place of unparalleled glory and splendor.

In this universe, if he hadn't encountered a quasi-emperor with an ancient royal family, Yan Ming could have truly swept across the world.

At the same time, he began to ponder deeply that although he had been maneuvering in the Big Dipper in the past, he had not actually reached the core high-level, but as his strength in the Holy Cliff grew, he might be able to touch the most powerful group of beings in this world.

There are definitely more than just Daoist Mingde in the outer realms who are quasi-emperors. It is obvious that there is a peak Vermilion Bird in the Divine Court who is about to enter the quasi-emperor realm of the Ninth Heaven.

The seven forbidden zones are teeming with powerful individuals, and there are certainly many with combat strength above the Quasi-Emperor level.

When that time comes, if there is a conflict, can the sacrificial cliff that I set up withstand it?

Just like how I forcibly suppressed the Kunpeng in Ziwei with the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, will there be any beings in the forbidden zones repeating this cycle in the future?

Today he buries others, tomorrow others will bury me?
"I need a celestial artifact." Yan Ming thought about it, his pupils becoming more focused and profound as he gazed at the universe.

He needs to prepare early, because as his cultivation deepens, he will attract the attention of the most powerful people in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, who will begin to focus on the newcomers.

Natural disasters are not so terrible, but what about man-made disasters?
“Perhaps, if we continue down this path, the world will be our enemy…” Despite the immense pressure, Yan Ming actually smiled. His golden eyes, like celestial lamps, were sharp and captivating, and he exuded a terrifying aura.

A hundred lifetimes of tribulations, a thousand years of hardship, all the ages pass by in the blink of an eye!

If everything he foresaw comes true in the near future, he will rampage, slaughtering until the world is overthrown and all enemies are annihilated.

The worst outcome is death.

Only those who are prepared to die have the right to live.

Yan Ming saw this clearly!
With a calm mind, he continued forward. The valley was filled with swirling clouds and mist, and the entire path was lined with jade-like medicinal fields. This was a true land for nurturing immortals, and no other place could compare to it. Treasures were everywhere, and if word got out, it would surely drive a quasi-emperor crazy.

At the same time, a special fragrance wafted over, unique and otherworldly, belonging exclusively to the elixir of immortality.

Yan Ming felt a sense of unease; he knew that someone was watching him from the shadows, most likely the White Tiger Herb.

He was somewhat tempted, but not in a hurry.

The divine medicine is indeed precious, and there are already two plants in the sacrificial soil. They will bear fruit in another hundred years or so...

Directly in front, there was a celestial pool about ten feet long and half a foot wide. Its material was unknown, but its interior was filled with brilliant light, and the essence of heaven and earth was so concentrated that it had become liquid and gathered in the pool.

"The true land of immortality, the legendary place where one can find the hope of becoming an immortal." Everyone's eyes were filled with fervor, even Wan Longnu was no exception, her body trembled slightly, and she subconsciously looked ahead.

In ancient times, the Kunlun race was at its zenith and was one of the instigators of that unprecedented war of gods.

This place is the supreme ancestral land of that clan, known as the forbidden zone of life, a sacred mountain.

"Buzz!"

Yan Ming opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of innate solar essence, trying to disperse the thousands of rays of light shooting out from the Immortal Pool, because this place was too dazzling, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.

The celestial light was split open, revealing a bronze artifact, dull and without luster, quietly sinking to the bottom of the pool. Its entire surface was engraved with various patterns, including birds, beasts, fish, insects, the sun, moon, and stars, all of which were blurry and indistinct.

This is a cauldron!

It is not complete; it is severely damaged, with less than a third of the original vessel remaining. The three tripod legs are still there, but the circular walls of the tripod are almost completely gone, and there is a large hole in the bottom of the tripod.

"It's actually the Ascension Cauldron, a supreme immortal artifact forged by the ancient Heavenly Court's ruler!"

"The legendary Cauldron of All Things!"

The appearance of two different names shocked everyone. They had finally seen the real thing, which carried the past, present, and future. The thing that so many people had longed for was now right before their eyes.

For a moment, even the Dragon Girl was stunned, staring intently at the green bronze cauldron, muttering to herself, her chest heaving violently, her face filled with disbelief.

Why is he?
That bastard got incredibly lucky; no wonder someone in the Sacred Cliff keeps a black dog!
This cauldron is too special, weighing more than ten thousand years, the greatest in history, and its true value is immeasurable.

Is this a cycle of reincarnation?
The young supreme ruler who established the Heavenly Court turned around and found the immortal cauldron from the mythical era!
"Does this demon truly possess the bearing of a Heavenly Emperor? I don't believe it. Sooner or later, someone will be able to take him down!"

The ancient princess, dressed in a long purple dress, trembled as she gazed at the ethereal figure. Her snow-white face twisted slightly as she gritted her teeth, refusing to acknowledge Yan Ming's destiny, her hatred running deep.

Whenever he thought of the person who had been weighing on him these past few days, and those unbearable memories, the prince of the Dragon's Nest felt his eyes spit fire and he was so angry he wanted to vomit blood.

"The long years, the endless starry sky, how many rises and falls, how much decay and prosperity, are all condensed on a single immortal cauldron..." Yang Yi walked gracefully, her translucent skirt revealing her slender legs, elegant and graceful, one of the few saints who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Yan Ming.

Her eyes opened slightly. Everything before her was too mysterious and dreamlike. Throughout history, countless outstanding figures had been involved in it, hiding too many secrets, filled with blood, bones, and tears.

A single immortal cauldron spans the entire ancient history, involving countless ancient stars, and its story continues to this day, starting from the ancient Heavenly Court!
"I congratulate you, fellow Daoist. With the discovery of this cauldron, the Heavenly Court can truly live up to its name."

"If I told you that what I wanted was another celestial artifact, would you believe me?"

Water splashed everywhere, ethereal mist rose, and colorful fog swirled, creating a dazzling spectacle where various lights flowed and engulfed the land.

Yan Ming brought the green bronze tripod, stroked its surface, and felt the warmth of the mythical era.

Even though he was immortal, he still obtained this cauldron, but ultimately gave up on rebuilding the Heavenly Court. He came from the Immortal Realm and knew more about the taboos behind the Heavenly Court.

Compared to him, Yan Ming was like a newborn calf unafraid of tigers.

To establish a name for the great religion!
The Celestial Court is too much!

The Divine Court was registered by the Emperor.

Only the Heavenly Court remains, an old and enduring name that can be prefixed with a name.

In the Perfect World, the Azure Emperor established the Dark Heavenly Court.

The Emperor was the ruler of the ancient Heavenly Court.

If Yan Ming can also reach the pinnacle, his Sun Heavenly Court will be imprinted in the river of time, inseparable from him.

"Hey!"

With a soft sound, the black gourd above Yan Ming's head glowed, its dark light undulating like a vast ocean, spreading ancient imperial might and confronting the Immortal Ascension Cauldron.

Under pressure, divine light rose, and the immortal cauldron in his hand revived on its own. Green clouds surged, extinguishing the extreme Dao, leaving no waves or ripples, possessing a captivating and enchanting power.

The two weapons clashed during the ancient war between the gods!
Yan Ming's brow glowed, temporarily controlling the Immortal-Slaying Gourd. He then used the "Soldier" secret technique to enter the Immortal-Achieving Cauldron, tearing apart countless veins of the Earth's womb and removing this ancient Heavenly Court heirloom.

"brush!"

The celestial light surged, submerging the pool once more. Yan Ming's eyes gleamed; this was the essence of heaven and earth, transformed into divine liquid within the immortal placenta, nourishing countless treasures throughout the ages. Under the gaze of the Dao Tribulation Golden Eyes, one could see the flowing mist within the pool walls, with some thread-like nets, each one crystal clear, flowing with celestial light, like the blood vessels of living beings, even capable of breathing and exhaling.

The Immortal Ascension Cauldron in his hand had some crystalline, thread-like substances attached to its bottom. These substances were repairing the cauldron; they were the innate, primordial power of creation.

This tripod was severely damaged. Originally, the three legs were separate from the bottom of the tripod, with clear cracks on them. Now, however, they have healed and are stuck together.

“Apart from the Immortal Cauldron, the Immortal Bell should have been inside…” Yan Ming murmured to himself, gazing at the earth’s womb.

It's even possible that the Heavenly Nether Treasure once ruled this place...

Yan Ming's thoughts were in turmoil. Standing here and looking up, he realized that only this spot offered a 360-degree panoramic view of the fairyland!
Before him, the celestial embryo of the earth was shattered beyond recognition, with cracks spreading out like a spider web.

“This woman is indeed insane…” He smiled slightly, his eyes shining, as he saw countless petrified fragments inside the placenta. A holy spirit had once been conceived here, but was killed by a single blow, beyond saving.

Although I knew about the situation here beforehand, my feelings were completely different when I actually stood here.

There are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names!
Ruthless people truly deserve the word "ruthless".

The ancient Heavenly Court spanned countless ages, with all the emperors joining forces to move mountains and refine stars, condensing the essence of tens of thousands of Dragon Head Peaks into a single point to nurture an immortal embryo. In the end, however, it all came to nothing but benefit others.

From different perspectives, that woman was not as detached as described in "Covering the Sky," ignoring the White Tiger's immortality elixir and drifting away.

What Yan Ming saw was the truth: the other party had easily taken away the essence of the Myriad Dragons with a flick of their finger, effectively destroying the very foundation of the Ancient Immortal Pool.

The current Immortal Pool is less than one-tenth as effective as it used to be.

From this perspective, the other party seems to have a "whatever happens, happens" attitude.

The path to immortality can be destroyed in an instant. Countless people have schemed for millennia, yearning to see an immortal, yet that woman cared nothing for her.

This also aligns with the title of the first incarnation of the Devouring Demon Emperor.

Her ability to successfully conceive a divine fetus and live a second life may well have been due to the influence of the Myriad Dragon Immortal Essence.

"Why do you sigh, Brother Dao?" Yang Yi asked, noticing that the person beside her was not in a good mood and was quite puzzled.

Obtaining the Immortal Cauldron is an incredible opportunity, representing an irresistible destiny!

At a time like this, there's no time to laugh, who would sigh?
“If you’re thinking about the Immortal Bell, then you shouldn’t be thinking about it. You are in the prime of your life, and the years ahead of you are incredibly long. Perhaps I will be able to witness the Immortal Bell flying into the Heavenly Court with my own eyes,” Yang Yi said earnestly.

"It's not what you think, fellow Daoist. I'm just lamenting the loss of the spirit of the myriad dragons."

"If 100,000 years pass and the world changes, and someone finds the Immortal Mountain, they will discover that the ancient tea tree of enlightenment inside has long since died and been completely exterminated, leaving only one offspring. It is not even a semi-divine medicine, and its efficacy is only about one-tenth of that of the ancestral root."

"At that time, you will also feel melancholy and saddened by the blessed land of immortal roots."

Upon hearing Yan Ming's explanation, Yang Yi was taken aback, revealing a strange expression. After a long while, she finally discerned the truth behind the Immortal Land. When she discovered that Wanlong had been killed, her beautiful face immediately furrowed, and she couldn't help but say, "Who would do such a cruel thing? What has the Immortal Land done?"

"Someone has taken their anger out on this place. There's nothing we can do. The only saving grace is that the emperor didn't completely wipe it out, leaving behind a glimmer of hope."

Now it was Yan Ming's turn to comfort him, saying that at least there was some soup or broth, which was better than nothing.

Once the sacrificial soil is moved here and integrated with the broken placenta, it should be able to restore some of its former glory.

“Not all ancient emperors and great rulers were noble and selfless. Take the Immortal Medicine for example, there are only about thirty of them from ancient times to the present, but nearly half of them have been destroyed…” Dark Fire Lin’er began to recount an ancient history.

In ancient times, an ancient emperor only found the seed of the divine medicine for Nirvana in his later years.

Divine medicines take four to five thousand years to bear fruit, but that ancient emperor couldn't wait that long and had to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs.

In order to live a second life, he directly destroyed a divine herb!
Later generations will naturally regret the destruction of the elixir of immortality, but from the perspective of those involved, 99.999999% would choose to directly refine the seed of the divine medicine.

Saying it applies to everyone is a bit of an overstatement!

During the Dark Turmoil, the Great Accomplishment Overlord Body claimed that everyone in the world was a Great Accomplishment Overlord Body and was selfish and self-serving. However, that statement was immediately disproven by the Great Accomplishment Holy Body.

The Sun Emperor was the same, completely selfless.

Yan Ming cannot fully understand this code of conduct, but he will maintain a certain level of respect for it.

"The purpose of our arrival here is to restore this place to its former glory and recreate the scene of nurturing immortals," Yan Ming said, outlining the Heavenly Court's development plan for the next fifty years.

Let's set a small goal first: create a divine spring and fish out the White Tiger Medicine!

Therefore, the Immortal-Slaying Gourd must drink blood!

Yan Ming set off for Beidou to relocate the core sacrificial soil from the depths of Sacred Cliff to the Land of Immortals.

His current strength is insufficient to oversee BeiDou; given this premise, a strategic shift is necessary...

"boom!"

With several loud bangs, nine black peaks rose into the air from the depths of the sacred cliff, shaking the Big Dipper.

Just like more than 100,000 years ago, when the Great Accomplished Holy Body was at its peak, it ruled the world and forcefully seized fifty-five Black Mountains from the Undying Mountain, and took the main peak to establish it as a Daoist temple.

Today, Yan Ming replicates the ancient sages, unites with the Nine Phoenix King and a group of demon fire puppets, and finds nine safe mountains outside the ancient killing formation to carry out a star field migration.

The Fire Mountain that nurtured his lineage was also among them, along with the underground fire veins, most of which flew into the Immortal-Slaying Gourd and went to the Land of Immortal Nurturing together.

From this day forward, the sacred cliff remains, and Yanming will be enshrined on a separate sacrificial cliff!
The relocation lasted for several days, and many powerful figures watched from the sidelines. The various sects in the Central Region couldn't sit still any longer. They were still waiting to cling to the coattails of the Holy Cliff, but unexpectedly, the coattails left on their own.

Clearly, the supreme legacy within the Sacred Cliff is shifting its focus to the starry sky, turning its attention to other star regions...

Later, various religions sent messengers to inquire, but the remaining beings at the Holy Cliff remained tight-lipped, stating that the recent tremors were merely internal changes within the Holy Cliff and would not have any significant impact...

While the Big Dipper remained unchanged, the Earth underwent a dramatic transformation. Various divine courts and Taoist temples sprang up one after another, and all the sects that aligned themselves with the Big Dipper established branches there.

The various sects of Ziwei attach great importance to this, with almost every immortal lineage sending its core disciples here to spread its doctrines.

"Seven billion mortals, tens of thousands of cultivators..."

"The ancient galaxy stretches to the horizon. This imperial star is far more complex than it appears on the surface. Unfortunately, we are unable to enter the true Immortal Ruins."

Some sighed softly, "Walking on Earth, through countless years, ancient history, and the vanished civilization of Qi cultivators, this ancient planet holds too many secrets."
(End of this chapter)