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

Chapter 160 I desperately want to live for ten thousand years!
One day, a massive earthquake struck the sacred land of Yaoguang. The ground trembled violently, huge cracks spread, and the mountains shook. An unusual aura emanated from the highlands, making people tremble and want to kneel down in worship.

“This day has finally come…” Deep within the palace complex, an old man with gray hair suddenly opened his eyes, and the ancient palace, ten feet high, shone brightly, filled with fragrance.

Two blurry figures beside them were surrounded by mysterious light, emanating wisps of holy aura, like two ancient and immortal statues, timeless and terrifying.

Of the three remaining members of this lineage, one has become a saint, and the other two are showing signs of breaking through to higher realms. As the end of the Dharma declines and the rules of heaven and earth become more active, they are only one step away from becoming saints on the spot. At this moment, they are already half-saints.

The gray-haired old man sighed softly. In the past, the three of them would have been enough to stir up boundless storms and make moves on the chessboard of the world. Pursuing the Dao and chasing immortality would not have been a pipe dream.

But not now!

"How is the Holy Son?"

"They're still chasing Wang Teng. The two of them rushed into a secret realm in the Northern Plains one after the other." The other person spoke, his tone calm, because what had come at this moment was only a projection; the real body was far away in the far north.

They attach great importance to this selection of the demonic body.

With one young musician gone, the Northern Emperor absolutely cannot afford another mishap this time.

"The entire royal family of Beiyuan was wiped out, with only a few survivors, who have all become believers of that one. Where can someone who has lost his clan and family escape to? Only to the Chaotic Ancient Imperial Mausoleum." His cold laughter echoed from inside the hall, his words carrying an astonishingly heavy killing intent, as if the will of heaven had descended upon the mortal world.

"The Chaotic Ancient Emperor obtained a portion of the Undying Heavenly Technique, and now his successor has inherited the Demonic Body. It's all the will of Heaven." The old man spoke indifferently, remaining calm even when facing an Emperor-level inheritance.

The two looked at each other, their faces bearing inexplicable smiles, full of self-satisfaction. The moment they made their moves, they decided to seize everything from the Chaotic Ancient Heritage!
Even if the Chaotic Ancient Imperial Weapon were to be unleashed, they would have no fear, for they had already planted a demonic seed within Wang Teng, rendering any attempt to escape futile.

Suddenly, an untimely voice broke the atmosphere.

“Elder brother, the Immortal Ruins are urging you to go and collect your salary… The envoy said that given our three ranks and the great contributions of the Yao Guang Branch Hall over the past ten years, we are entitled to an 80,000-year-old medicinal king.”

The third person had long, flowing black hair. He was the link between the Holy Land and the Heavenly Court and had been serving in the Heavenly Court for many years. At this moment, he was dressed in Heavenly Court attire, with a star-studded robe and lotus crown. A flame of true sun fire flickered on his shoulder, and his aura was extremely powerful.

According to the system's professional title system: Deputy Star-level Liaison Envoy of the Yaoguang Branch Hall (Earthly Fiend Hall) of the Sun Heavenly Court, Central Immortal Ruins, in the Southern Region of the Eastern Wilderness of the Big Dipper, enjoying the treatment of a Saint-level official!

When the Heavenly Court was mentioned, the palace fell silent instantly. The grand ambitions that had just been laid out to rule the world vanished like flowing water. After a long while, a sigh, bitter and helpless, was finally heard.

"Elder brother, you are the Lord of the Earthly Fiend Palace, enjoying the treatment of a Saint King in the Heavenly Court. You can enter the core area of ​​the Immortal Ruins based on your rank. The Great Dao manifests within the Ten Thousand Dragons Peak, and the laws rain down, which is a real benefit to us. I think it would be better to accept the Heavenly Court's talisman, enter Lan Chen, and enter the Immortal Ruins. Only when you attain Saint King or Great Saint status will our lineage truly rise." The third brother said, his voice fervent, yet unfamiliar to others.

The gray-haired old man was momentarily dazed. When did his junior brother become like this?

"How do you know that the Immortal Ascension Ground can help you become a Saint King? Have you been inside?" The second brother frowned.

“I answered the call and spent a month traveling around Wanlongshou Peak.”

The person wearing the red lotus crown explained that he harbored a vital energy within his chest and subconsciously concealed his past as having swallowed a great medicinal herb.

This matter is not something to be discussed with outsiders.

"If that's the case, why are you only a half-saint? Why haven't you become a saint yet?" The second brother asked expressionlessly, feeling that his junior brother was biased too much.

The reason why their lineage was subject to the Holy Cliff and the Heavenly Court was out of desperation. They had no choice but to compromise and submit to others, but they would never willingly become subjects and bring shame to their ancestors.

If there are any major changes in the future, we will raise our flag again!
The ancient Heavenly Court of mythical times collapsed in a single day, and the current Sun Heavenly Court may not be able to prosper forever.

Hearing the implicit accusation in his companion's words, the Taoist in the star robe hesitated for a moment, then sighed softly, "Second Senior Brother... in fact, I am already a saint."

The next moment, like a raging flood, a terrifying holy might overflowed, and boundless killing intent permeated the air. At a glance, he seemed to have transformed into a killing monarch, and an ancient Qilin as black as ink appeared, causing people's pupils to change drastically.

"you……"

The second son was pale, his body was cold, and he felt a fear he had never experienced before.

The gray-haired old man was equally shocked, his face trembling for a moment. However, having already achieved the status of a saint, he quickly calmed down and said, "Saint at the fourth level, third brother, I never expected you to have such good fortune."

"Since the Daoist nun invited me, I have only done my best..."

The third person whispered, subconsciously thinking of the origins of several Qilin clan ancestral kings outside the starry sky, and a smile appeared on his face.

He had long ago become a disciple of Darkfire Lin'er, and after becoming a saint, he made a series of moves, obtaining a considerable amount of Qilin blood.

A while ago, the blue Qilin at the Saint King level from beyond the realm was the third batch to arrive. Judging by the time, it should be time for someone to capture it.

Or perhaps that person has grand ambitions, aiming to locate the coordinates of the ancestral land of Huolin Cave and then capture them all in one fell swoop.

“Elder brother, there are several important figures in the court today who have comprehended two immortal techniques of our lineage, and they also have the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar. I believe that the trend is irreversible. Even great saints like Kun Zhou and Qian Lun have died, let alone us.”

The Taoist sighed softly, "Sometimes sitting on the fence is the most dangerous thing. For those in power, loyalty is not absolute, which means absolute disloyalty."

They had all received the Pure Lotus Demon Fire Talisman, and their lives were in the hands of the Heavenly Court. If that was the case, why should they suffer this torment?

Rather than pinning his hopes on the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron, he might as well give it up. One day, when he achieves the position of Great Sage, he can look down upon the starry sky and have an unparalleled power behind him. That lord even promised him a Star Tree fruit.

The Great Sage can live for over 7,000 years. With the help of elixirs and dragon marrow, he can live up to 8,000 years. In addition, with the Myriad Star Fruit that can extend his life by 1,500 years, his lifespan can approach 10,000 years!

He desperately wants to live for ten thousand years!
In this vast world, only the great emperors of antiquity could live to be ten thousand years old. In the ancient times, some emperors did not have the elixir of immortality and only lived one lifetime, which was their lifespan.

If I could rival the ancient emperors in this aspect, I would have no regrets in life!
“I will go to the Immortal Ruins with you tomorrow…” After a long silence, the gray-haired old man sighed and chose to compromise.

He had only just entered the second level of sainthood, and was far behind.

"Great!"

The Taoist in the star-robed robe, who harbored a grand dream of ten thousand years, nodded. His black hair was loose, and his eyes were like deep pools, dark and profound. His gaze fell on the second brother, who subconsciously dared not look directly at him and lowered his head to agree.

Those who cultivate the Undying Heavenly Art have an extremely strong suppressive power over those in lower positions, because the stronger side knows the flaws in the scripture, and there will be no surprises if a battle really breaks out.

The next moment, the three of them acted together, using the imperial artifact to protect the holy land. The pitch-black dragon spewed out celestial light, drawn by the mysterious energy in the earth's veins, but eventually it still went away.

The ancient tomb is about to collapse, causing an uproar in the southern region!
This is a dramatic change. The Big Dipper is in turmoil, and the Purple Star is also in motion. An ancient sage has descended, bringing with him several masters of the Origin Dao, who can observe mountains and rivers and survey terrain.

"This is a hidden paradise, a land where dragons dwell and phoenixes sing, imbued with the potential for immortality!" The Heavenly Court officials noticed the unusual nature of the place as soon as they arrived.

Mountain ranges converge, their ridges resembling the backs of dragons, seemingly poised to leap and soar into the heavens. Strange peaks rise side-by-side, like immortals ascending to heaven, shrouded in mist and clouds. Ancient pines and cypresses stand tall, bizarre rocks rise majestically, and silver waterfalls cascade down, their sounds like the cries of phoenixes. Many eyes turn to them, including the brothers Yi Tiande and Yin Tianzhi, who have risen to prominence in the Ziwei Star Region. The latter are deeply envious of the man who is the center of attention.

"Who is this? He's clearly not very powerful, yet he's speaking in front of a sage."

“A source master of the Heavenly Court, whom many people call a quasi-Celestial Master, and a disciple of the Master of the Ziwei Heavenly Eclipse Palace.”

Upon hearing the name of the Holy Cliff Ancestral Crow, Yin Tianzhi fell silent instantly, knowing that this was a top-tier second-generation figure, someone that ordinary people like him could not afford to offend.

Not long after, another sage descended from beyond the realm, and a dragon steed with phoenix blood and crimson gold streaked across the sky, its divine beauty immediately attracting the attention of countless people.

"It's a purebred dragon horse!"

The ancient people discussed it, and the human cultivators were all astonished. This was a dream-level mount, which in some ways was no less than the Nine-Colored Immortal Gold and belonged to the exclusive possession of the ancient emperors.

The arrival of the F4 from "Covering the Sky" has made the Yao Guang Great Tomb dungeon even more bustling.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, I never expected to encounter the Bronze Immortal Palace again. Fortunately, I was prepared and borrowed a supreme immortal artifact." Duan De looked like a charlatan. After learning from Ye Fan that there was an aura of an immortal palace below, his face turned red. He was determined to obtain the Emperor's Tomb this time.

The next moment, everyone present was horrified, their hair standing on end.

"boom!"

A dark purple man flew out from between Duan De's eyebrows. He had disheveled hair and wore tattered, blood-stained armor, looking like someone who had emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The moment he appeared, a Saint King-level aura was released, dominating the world. The void was distorted by his trampling, and purple blood energy rose up, very dense, appearing in large patches. His methods were too amazing.

"This aura... seems to be the legendary Heavenly Tyrant Blood." Someone's eyes flickered, discerning part of the truth, and they became even more wary.

The Heavenly Court's puppet-making methods are still astonishing!
Even if an ancient corpse is powered by demonic fire, most of its strength will be lost. However, the aura of this purple-haired Saint King is almost comparable to that of a Saint King at the ninth level.

At his peak, he was absolutely a great sage...

"It's a pity that Xiang Yu's body was separated from his head. Even if we find all the remains and send them into the Pure Lotus Demon Fire Pool, we can only stabilize it to this extent. Moreover, we will need a large amount of demon fire essence to activate it." Ye Fan's tone was somewhat complicated.

On one hand, he was a peerless figure in ancient Chinese history, Xiang Yu of Western Chu, the only overlord, whose military prowess was considered the pinnacle of power, with no king surpassing an overlord. People of later generations inevitably feel a sense of nostalgia when they see him.

On the other hand, this special purple blood clashes with him, making it an unparalleled nemesis in his bloodline, destined to leave only one of them alive.

Will there be a Heavenly Tyrant in the future starry sky? Perhaps he is waiting for him somewhere.

During this time, they traveled along the Divine Land, found Xiang Yu's burial site, and traced a hidden past.

The Chu-Han Contention, in this time and space, is a duel between the Heavenly Tyrant and the Crimson Dragon!
The Han dynasty was imbued with the true blood of the ancient Crimson Dragon and possessed the Crimson Sky Sword, a quasi-emperor weapon passed down from ancient times. It became a saint by slaying the white serpent, and became king by breaking through Hangu Pass. With the combined strength of sages such as Han Xin, Zhang Liang, and Xiao He, it engaged in a life-or-death battle with Xiang Yu.

In the end, the Hegemon-King died, and the Han emperor was also seriously injured. He passed away ten years after establishing the dynasty!

"There are so many famous kings and generals in the history books, but only this one has truly been preserved. It's a pity we couldn't find Lü Bu's tomb." Longma raised his head, glanced disdainfully at the unscrupulous Taoist priest, and spoke as if he knew the history of the ancient kingdom like the back of his hand.

Since leaving Kunlun, Longma has become close friends with Duan De, Hei Gou, Ye Fan, and others. He even studied ancient Chinese history books in order to raid tombs, and his knowledge base is comparable to that of a history PhD.

"Why are you looking at me, Taoist priest?"

Duan De said irritably that he would absolutely not take the blame for this. He had locked onto the tomb of Marquis Wen a long time ago, but someone had visited it a thousand years ago, dug up the corpse, and left nothing behind. It was incredibly unethical.

After a brief commotion, the tomb raiding team unleashed a divine talisman, and instantly a beam of divine light shot out from the already dried-up altar of the purple-haired overlord, bursting forth with surging green clouds. The incomplete green bronze cauldron appeared and disappeared, opening up a verdant passage that led everyone into the tomb of Emperor Yaoguang.

In the following days, this high ground emitted terrifying fluctuations, and the earth continued to crack, becoming unrecognizable.

One after another, people rushed in, hoping to seize a chance at immortality. Even the ancestral kings of ancient clans descended upon it, unable to resist the temptation...

Just as the great tomb completely cracked open, wisps of primordial yellow energy flew out, displaying a myriad of phenomena. The sinkhole at the top expanded several times over, with celestial radiance gushing forth and colorful mist spreading, soaring into the sky.

Various celestial materials flew out, such as the Nine Heavens Divine Jade series and Five-Colored Iron Essence, bursting out from the chaotic small world beneath the Emperor's Tomb, shaking the world.

"boom!"

Amidst the gazes of countless people, Duan De, covered in blood, burst out of the Bronze Immortal Palace, clutching a piece of Feathered Azure Gold tightly in his hand. The Mother Qi of All Things flowed within the Devouring Demon Jar, emanating an aura that suppressed the Azure Netherworld.

The second one to fly out was Ye Fan, his hands bursting with immortal light. The Xuanhuang Origin Cauldron within his body had absorbed thousands of strands of primordial energy, becoming even more perfect.

He was completely unharmed, encountered the Overlord Body in the life-or-death trial of the Immortal Palace, and returned safely.

"Woof, woof... Don't run away, everyone who sees it gets a share!"

Behind him, a large black dog and a blood-red dragon horse saw the large pieces of dragon-patterned black gold and phoenix-blooded crimson gold in Ye Fan's hand and their eyes turned red. They chased after him relentlessly.

Later, people watched as a dog and a horse walked on two legs, using the "Movement Technique" to move with lightning speed, chasing after Ye Fan...

After the second instance of the Bronze Immortal Palace ended, Duan De's team contributed half of the immortal materials. Three months later, the Three Sages of Yao Guang arrived on Earth together, entered the core area, and each gained something.

Time flies, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye. A dramatic change has occurred in the Northern Plains, and the aura of the extreme path has spread, causing a great tremor within a radius of millions of miles.

"boom!"

In the Chaotic Ancient Imperial Palace, a disheveled youth roared amidst the clouds, an imperial talisman hanging above his head, as he engaged in a life-or-death battle with the Holy Son of Yao Guang.

This scene caused the expression of the Yao Guang Saint, who was not far away, to change slightly. He did not expect that Wang Teng would break through and then rise again, undergoing a transformation, and even bringing out the Chaotic Ancient Emperor Symbol.

But it's all in vain!
"Unless an invincible quasi-emperor emerges from the Chaotic Ancient Palace, you have no chance of escaping," he said coldly, keeping a close eye on the dragon-patterned black-gold cauldron in the sky.

He didn't want to destroy Wang Teng; the tempering of the demonic body had only just begun.

At this moment, Yan Ming, far away on the other side of the starry sky, also opened his eyes and shot out two beams of chaotic light, which stirred the heavens and the earth, and his true blood leaped to the seventh level of the Saint King.

Since achieving the Great Sage realm in a single secret realm, his divine sense has undergone a transformation, gaining a commanding perspective. He can now easily master the cultivation of the five major secret realms, making rapid progress day by day.

Meanwhile, his child was finally born, born with the primordial flame...

(End of this chapter)