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

Chapter 149 The Sendai Opens the Twelve Palaces, the Three Flowers Transform to the Ninth Level

Yan Ming's reverie about Yang Yi lasted only a moment before he was plunged back into the deepest state of enlightenment.

He appeared to be sitting in front of the placenta of immortality, but his true spirit had already flown into the Primordial Ruins Realm, comprehending the Dao of the Immortal Platform Secret Realm.

Flowers are not flowers, mist is not mist, and I am not myself!
This world, left behind by the Primordial Emperor, took on a different color after being occupied by later generations. The black sun and blood moon above the azure sky were gone, leaving only a supreme sun entwined with the true fire of the sun, scattering countless particles of light, dazzling and sacred.

"Buzz!"

Yan Ming sat alone deep within the Yuanxu Ruins. Behind him, the wooden flame ring formed by the source of the Dao emanated from the vacuum. The ancient purple lamp that had accompanied him all the way suddenly burst into flames. The lamp oil was melted blood of a saint, and the flames contained the phantom images of a blue unicorn, a purple dragon, and a blood phoenix.

As the chanting of sutras began, countless small worlds rippled out from the swirling chaos. Unlike the bright and sacred world outside, the eleven heavens hanging above Yan Ming's head were all evolving sacrificial matter, constructing dark heavens.

Dark jade light condensed into a divine rainbow, and a beautiful figure at the top was blurry and weathered. It could be barely made out that she was a female Taoist priest, with cloud-like hair and a lotus crown. Her right hand was pointing in a flower-picking gesture, and ancient scriptures were being recited. Behind her, countless phantoms were chanting together, preaching the Tao to the Western Queen Mother.

Because of Yang Yi and Zixia, Yan Ming accidentally saw the Western Emperor Scripture and could only promise the saint of Yaochi that he would never reveal it to others, which earned him the saintess's understanding.

He had no intention of seizing the Yaochi inheritance...

But it was precisely because of the Western Emperor Scripture that the eleventh heaven was officially opened at this moment, and the divine trace purple-gold lamplight became even more translucent and magnificent. The Western Emperor Scripture was known as the strongest in the Dao Palace, and the five elements within it all flowed into the void and into Yan Ming's ears.

This is by no means a simple enlightenment, but more like a transmission of the Tao across eternity. There really is an empress chanting scriptures, her voice melodious and ethereal, the atmosphere dreamlike and illusory, ethereal and hazy.

"Hey!"

Gradually, as the Great Dao of the Western Emperor Scripture was analyzed, the light of the primordial spirit in Yan Ming's Immortal Platform shone brightly, as if it had crossed a crucial chasm. The primordial aura could not be concealed at all and spread all over the sky.

His primordial spirit had been trained by scriptures and divine arts such as the Secret of the Former Words, the Burning Technique, and the Heaven-Piercing Immortal Burning Technique. In the more than ten years since his birth, he had devoured the soul power of various saints and fused with the Imperial Path Fire Spirit Dharma Eye. His cultivation was extremely rapid, and he had entered the Saint King Realm long ago. He had even used his primordial spirit sword embryo to strike against an ancient Heavenly King.

At this moment, as the remnant souls of the ancient royal family were incinerated by the divine lamp and turned into lamp oil that flowed down onto the Immortal Platform, most of them were devoured by the Chaos Ancestral Willow. Yan Ming's Dao Tribulation Golden Sea rippled with countless golden sands, his heart fire flickered, and it circulated through the body along with the plant within his body, rapidly enhancing the fusion of the Wood Flame Dao.

Yan Ming devoted himself to studying it. The more he comprehended it, the more profound the light of the wood flame became. The primordial spirit sword embryo, which was formed from the flame created by the wood way, was too terrifying and extremely captivating, capable of tearing apart all things.

At this moment, the soul light seemed to be transforming into a dragon, and a living nine-leaf immortal grass revived, its leaves and tendrils like dragon scales, blazing and bright.

This is his forbidden domain, which operates on the five elements within his chest. The innate five elements are the foundation of heaven and earth, the changes of chaos, and the true spirit takes this as its source.

By gathering and reversing the five elements, Yan Ming delved into their applications very quickly, because he had planned to reverse the fire and wood elements since birth.
He had studied the natural way notes written by Emperor Hengyu in his later years, witnessed the true meaning of decay and prosperity, and had comprehended the Dao many times between the elixir of immortality and the elixir of demigods.

Yan Ming felt that if he truly perfected his Wood Flame Dao and reached its pinnacle, using the Wood element to sublimate the Fire Dao and undergo a transformation of his primordial spirit, he might be able to truly open the Primordial Gate, advance to the Great Sage realm through the Immortal Platform Secret Realm, and become one of the peak powerhouses of the Dharma-ending Age.

With the chanting of scriptures by the Western Emperor Dao Shadow of the Eleventh Heaven, comprehending the profound meaning of wood within becomes twice as effective.

He forgot himself and everything else, completely immersed in it. Time seemed to stand still for him. He was completely absorbed in the changes of the five elements, not only manifesting in the fire and wood elements, but also operating the five elements from a macroscopic perspective, studying this primordial energy.

Finally, with a boom, he unconsciously swept out a beam of emerald light. Various wood-based substances in the Yuanxu Realm quickly took root and grew. A willow tree opened up the sky amidst surging green clouds, suspended in mid-air, its branches radiating golden light. It was extremely dazzling and magnificent, flowing with a misty rain of light, sacred and peaceful.

A scorching aura emanated from Yan Ming, dyeing the quasi-Emperor-level Heavenly Tree brilliantly, turning it golden, as if it were cast from gold.

The man and the tree seemed to be burning, from unity to separation, and then reuniting, like an eternal furnace of the sun god standing there, with raging flames and burning soul light.

Time melts gold, and true spirit emerges from nature.

"Wooden Flame Dao: Eternal Emptiness, Sword Flame Annihilates Immortals!"

As a pair of golden eyes of Dao Tribulation opened, the entire Yuanxu Realm boiled over. The Chaos Ancestral Willow was also sacrificed. A nine-leaf sword grass in Yan Ming's Immortal Platform transcended and suppressed the Heavenly Tree, imprinting its own Dao into the tree body.

This is the final moment. We will use a quasi-Emperor-level Heavenly Wood as a sacrifice to help our primordial spirit transcend!
If outsiders were to see this, they would definitely be horrified.

It once longed to merge with Yan Ming and integrate the true source of the sun's fire, but little did it know that Yan Ming had long ago planned to sacrifice the willow tree.

The ancient tree of the Blue Demon Clan was also part of the plan, and it was devoured first.

What you gain through this, you will also lose through this!
The Devourer died from being devoured, and the newly born Ancestral Willow struggled incessantly, but its body had already been planted with dark runes, making it the vessel for receiving the runes.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the void cracked inch by inch, and countless strands of azure-gold light surged. Countless willow branches and ribbons were sharp and terrifying, condensing ancient sword energy to cut through the void. The wood spirit in the tree was devoured by the primordial spirit sword embryo at an astonishing speed.

Yan Ming took his place and became the master of the Devouring Ancestral Willow.

A golden sword grass emerged, immediately absorbing nutrients from the wood elemental root and rapidly growing.

Then comes self-immolation!
The mist rising from the depths of the Yuanxu Realm carried the fragrance of grass and trees, and the sword grass, forged from green gold, trembled incessantly. The golden patterns on the branches suddenly boiled, and the Dream Bell rang without wind. It was as if some cause and effect from ancient times had penetrated the river of time, not only affecting this realm, but also blowing a sound of falling leaves over the Immortal Pool.

Falling leaves!

The curtain has fallen!
The endless falling leaves rustle down, while the boundless flames roll in!
In an instant, every secret realm within Yan Ming's body began to glow. The Heaven-Slaying Heaven Technique operated on its own, forging the spirit with its burning techniques, emitting bursts of Daoist resonance, majestic and dazzling.

Ancient characters leaped out from within, and the Sendai Secret Realm shimmered with light, the flames and wood glowing together, like a clear Dao platform illuminated by the Divine Mark Purple Gold Lamp, radiating immortal brilliance.

During the Eleventh Heaven Technique, numerous ancient scriptures resonated together, blending into one another, making the chanting sound even more magnificent.

Yan Ming had cultivated many Fire Path scriptures and other ancient imperial scriptures. Starting from the Saint Realm, he rejected the path of the Demon Body and did not choose the orthodox Devouring Heaven Demon Art. He wanted to create his own path, nurturing hundreds of scriptures in the furnace. Along the way, his thoughts, observations, and ideas were to be transformed into one furnace at this moment, undergoing metamorphosis and sublimation.

For the past fifteen years, his spiritual practice has been constantly improving. He has been constantly reflecting and comprehending the Way within himself, without wasting a single moment.

Note: Dual cultivation is also considered spiritual practice!

Especially that life-or-death ordeal, which transformed him, made him ponder his own path, and allowed him to navigate life and death, experiencing the rise and fall of his soul. It was a process of self-examination and seeking the Dao, which will have profound and significant meaning for his future achievements.

From the moment he began his second life, his path had already taken shape; what he lacked next was practice and refinement!

"boom--"

The entire Dragon Head Peak of the Immortal Land murmured in unison. Just as Yan Mingmu's Dao of Wood Flame underwent its Nirvana transformation, combining the power of the eleventh level of the Immortal Platform Heaven to push open the Primordial Spirit Heavenly Gate, his aura suddenly changed, his body became crystal clear and dazzling, as if cast from immortal gold, radiating a terrifying pressure.

He himself became the twelfth heaven, residing above all the emperors.

In Sendai, the light of flames, wood, and soul transformed into the flowers of the Great Dao, blooming all at once!
Almost simultaneously, the chains of order within his meridians rapidly evolved. The laws, which had previously only carried traces of primordial energy, now condensed and unified, transcending the Saint King realm and truly entering the Great Saint domain. A single secret realm led to the Great Saint!

This is the highest achievement of the ancient sages!
Sendai opens the twelve palaces, the three flowers undergo the ninth transformation!
At this moment, Yan Ming's body became increasingly hazy, and every inch of his skin, flesh, and veins transformed into brilliant starlight, into a tangible and miniature galaxy, soaring straight into the universe.

The ancient technique of wandering the heavens was unconsciously activated, and with the blessing of the "Previous" and "All" secrets, it unleashed an unprecedented invincible power!
The stars trembled and the realms shook. A black gourd pierced through the silence, its immortal light cascading like a waterfall, and the surging chaos falling upon the ancient golden crow's dharma image, carrying an awe-inspiring divine might.

A single glance surveys the entire world!

At this moment, countless people were awakened. Even Zixia, who was merging with the soul light of the previous queen mother, suddenly woke up, staring in astonishment at the misty fog before her. Her hair stood on end, and her soul couldn't help but prostrate itself in worship. This was a Dao fruit worthy of her current esteem.

Before her, behind that slender figure, one figure after another appeared: the shadows of the Imperial Fire Spirit, the Thunder Silver Dragon, the Primordial Emperor, the Supreme Emperor, the Western Emperor, and others, all radiating unparalleled divine might.

They lay high in the eleventh-level celestial palace, their aura soaring to the heavens, and the secret realm of the Immortal Platform materialized, as if the ancient heavenly court had descended.

Inside the supreme palace, a golden crow, seemingly forged from the gold of the Dao Tribulation, flapped its wings, swallowing the sun and moon, burning the heavens, and causing everything to collapse!
"My God, is this a miracle?"

"Spiritual energy is reviving, ancient immortals and gods are descending, and everything will change..."

Everyone on Earth was shocked, speechless.

Wanlongnu, who was going through an internal struggle, was almost petrified. As an ancient princess, she had some knowledge of various secrets throughout history and reacted immediately.

That damned villain has truly ascended to the Great Sage Realm, becoming high above all others, transcending the mortal world.

In terms of divine power alone, the opponent is almost comparable to the Great Sage Qianlun!

Even before becoming a Great Sage, he could stir up boundless winds and clouds, bringing her endless suffering. Now that he has attained enlightenment, who in the world can defeat him?

Among the clansmen who evacuated from the Dragon Nest was an old sage who had gone into seclusion. If he could break through the illusion of annihilation, he might have the hope of becoming a quasi-emperor.

If successful, it would mean that Dragon's Nest would rise again, and perhaps be able to settle scores with the demon and wash away the humiliation of the past!

This hope was extremely slim, but for the forlorn princess, it was her last hope.

Now it seems that this hope is like a candle flickering in the wind, and everything will be in vain. With the other party's cultivation speed, he may be able to become a Quasi-Emperor and ascend to the top of the heavens in a hundred years.

The dragon girl's face was ashen, her thighs were taut, and her whole body was trembling as unbearable memories of the past once again overwhelmed her.

She has exceptionally strong spiritual vision and can foresee some things in the future.

That demon will return here after she emerges from seclusion; her ninety-eighth hell is on its way, and she will inevitably fall here...

"Improve the Great Sage's existence!"

"To achieve the status of a Great Sage in a single secret realm—in the past 100,000 years, has there ever been such a remarkable person?"

Inside a Taoist temple on Earth, Jiang Taixu and Wei Yi sat facing each other. They had come from the Big Dipper, searched for the ruins of an Earth Immortal, and were shaken by the extraterrestrial celestial light. They exchanged a glance, realizing what had happened.
"A single secret realm—this is the path trodden by ancient cultivators. His five secret realms as a whole are still at the Saint King level, but his Immortal Platform is too powerful. He has opened up a new path and can now rival the great sages of antiquity." Even Wei Yi was surprised. He was not far from becoming a Great Saint and could see it clearly. He was filled with emotion for a moment.

On the other side, Yang Yi, the Holy Mother of Yaochi, sat alone on the altar, her beautiful eyes gleaming with an unusual light, remaining silent for a long time.

Behind her, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, who had come here to "study abroad," tilted her head, knowing that the great figure of the Holy Cliff had undergone another transformation and his rise was unstoppable.

With just a gesture, the other party caused the patriarch who had broken free of the seal in Yaochi to retreat in fear, not daring to contend with the female saint before her, and to relinquish his power.

Even the Stone King deep within the Holy Land subconsciously wanted to avoid him, not wanting to confront him. (The Holy Spirit sensed the Undying Emperor's forbidden artifact and became wary.)
"In this life, regardless of anything else, who can fight against her..." This woman, who could almost be called the most beautiful in the Eastern Wilderness, murmured, thinking a lot.

In an era when the younger generation of the Holy Cliff generally advanced to the peak of the second level of the Sendai realm and top-tier geniuses were able to break through the Dao-severing barrier, she barely stepped into the realm of Great Power and experienced falling behind for the first time in her life.

In the face of true geniuses, she was just a mortal.

“This is the complete Primordial Chain, we’ve finally reached this point…” Yan Ming said calmly.

Within the Yuanxu Realm, the golden-eyed, black-haired Taoist opened and closed his eyes, a smile playing on his lips. His laughter grew louder and louder until it resounded throughout the entire realm and even reached the starry sky, causing the eighteen levels of hell on the ancient star Yinghuo to tremble.

This can be considered an unconventional approach, relying on a single secret realm to advance to the Great Sage realm ahead of schedule.

In response, the methods of the Holy Body lineage played an enlightening role. The reason why the Great Accomplished Holy Body is so powerful is that it gradually rebuilt the five secret realms after becoming a saint, and approached perfection.

Yan Ming is currently using the incomplete cultivation method he obtained from the sacred body of the Azure Dragon King's small world to focus on cultivating the Immortal Platform Secret Realm.

It can be said that all our achievements today were predetermined in the past!

Most importantly, the route is correct!

If you take the wrong path, the more you practice, the narrower the road becomes, and insurmountable barriers and bottlenecks will completely block every way out.

"Buzz!"

The flames of wood swirled endlessly as Yan Ming returned to his true form, sitting quietly before the Immortal Pool, exuding an aura of profound and majestic power.

The connection with the Taoist priest was strengthened once again, and a faint divine substance surged through his limbs and bones.

He needs no ordination, for he is darkness itself!

Everyone around was awestruck. Even Yi Qingwu, who had had close contact with him many times, dared not look directly at him. At this moment, her beautiful figure subconsciously reacted, her legs tightly closed, her mind filled with images of their intimate moments.

For some reason, she felt an immense sense of satisfaction at that moment. A faint smile unconsciously appeared on her lips, and a subtle sense of contentment lingered on her face. She was both alluring and aloof, breathtakingly beautiful.

"The dream is right, the one I am united with is the Sun Emperor..." Yi Qingwu murmured as if in a dream, thinking of the night she met Yan Ming.

She dreamt of the golden crow and made love with it, experiencing extreme pleasure. When she woke up, she was covered in sweat and felt a sense of loss, but she did not think it was a nightmare.

Everything was predetermined...

(End of this chapter)