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

Chapter 177 The Suppressor, the Only Sun

A fierce wind blew like a waterfall, swirling clouds rolled, and the dark sunlight scattered, casting a hazy black glow over the entire southern region.

"Buzz!"

The creatures of the Southern Region, having survived the calamity, couldn't help but look up and discover a divine sun hanging high in the sky, gathering the power of a million fire god crows, burning the heavens and boiling the seas, seemingly truly proving the invincible prophecy of the Sun Heavenly Court.

A soft sound seemed to pierce through the hearts of all beings. The figure from the day before moved, his palm emanating yin and yang, his five fingers gently closing as if crushing an ant.

Indifferent, unrestrained, ruthless... Even the ancient kings of the Northern Region felt lingering fear. They couldn't help but tremble, as if they themselves had been crushed to death.

"No! I am not reconciled..." A terrifying scream rang out, intertwined with the sound of dripping blood. The body that had devoured billions of lives exploded, and inside, it was like countless red diamonds surging, flashing the most dazzling light.

The Great Sage Dies a Tragic Death!
During his brief reign in the Eastern Wilderness, he destroyed the glory of great sects and holy lands, leaving only a pool of cold blood that emitted a mournful sound before quickly evaporating and plunging into the sky, disappearing into the blood-red smoke that reached straight into the Milky Way.

In a corner of Zhongzhou, in the capital of Anping Kingdom, a silver-haired man who had just destroyed the dynasty's foundation and was preparing to exterminate them all suddenly paused, looking eastward with disbelief. His face darkened, a chilling sight to behold.

"The Senju have fallen." A sense of foreboding welled up inside him, and a tremor ran through the depths of his soul, but he managed to remain calm.

This situation was anticipated from the very beginning; we might encounter opponents of the same level, leading to a life-or-death battle.

However, the speed at which the other party arrived was beyond his expectations, leaving this Silverblood Clan leader feeling lingering fear and instinctively wanting to cross over.

He, who had met the Fighting Saint Emperor, knew all too well the power of the ancient imperial weapon; it was something that no human could match.

One of the ironclad rules of the Great Saint Realm: In a battle between equals, only Ancient Emperor Weapons can rival Ancient Emperor Weapons!

There's another sentence: If you encounter a Great Sage wielding an ancient imperial weapon, unless you're a Quasi-Emperor, you must flee!

"It's a pity, only a small portion of this nursery has been harvested. You're lucky."

The silver-haired Great Sage sighed, coldly surveying the still-standing lineage of the Central Continent Dragon Vein. His brow glowed, and the platform was filled with a sacred aura, as dazzling as stars. Beneath the light, however, lay a dense and profound darkness, where countless vengeful spirits wailed, becoming nourishment for the Great Sage's divine consciousness.

eat human!

This is the eternal theme of the Coffin Trilogy. Whether it is the Devouring Sparrow of the Perfect World, the Transformation into a Serpent after the Chaotic Ancient Era, or the Boundary Sea Sacrifice, the Dark Turmoil, the Devouring Demon Art, or the Undying Heavenly Art, they all revolve around the word "devour".

The Great Sage of the Silverblood Clan is very elegant, possessing an innate nobility, which is also evident when he eats people.

Sins belong to the Dao soldiers, while the essence belongs to oneself. This is quite reasonable.

In a sense, he might share a common language with a giant from another domain. It's just that the latter has added more embellishments.

"boom."

A golden divine path traversed the heavens and the earth, and Yan Ming, carrying the Illusion Bell, descended upon Zhongzhou at an unimaginable speed.

Above his head, the three flowers continuously rotated, and blood, bone, and soul belonged to the karmic fire. Then, the karmic fire was placed into the dream lamp, filtering out the pure essence.

The Thousand-Handed Demon God who devours a person is nothing but a barbarian bastard, a lowly devourer.

The Silver-Blooded Great Sage was slightly disguised, and the resentment emanating from his crown was immense; his appearance was only of medium color.

When it came to Yan Ming, the style changed drastically. The Divine Mark Purple Gold Lamp illuminated the Fourteen Life Palaces. Under the effect of the Endless Fire Domain, the Thousand-Handed Demon God and the Golden Dragon King in the flames gradually melted, scattering starlight feathers. After passing through the heavens of the Fire Domain, nearly half of the impurities were removed.

Finally, drop after drop of liquid, like pearls and jade, fell, shimmering and radiant, returning to the primordial energy of Yin and Yang, restoring its purity, like a solitary ice fairy, clear as crystal, emitting a dazzling light. Upon closer inspection, one could even hear the prayers of all spirits within, blessing the lamp body, carrying inexplicable fluctuations.

What is this light?

It is the "light of civilization," and even more so, the ray of dawn in the hearts of all people.

The common people are in dire straits, the world is in turmoil, and chaos has struck the Big Dipper. Holy lands and great religions are being wiped out one after another, at this critical moment of destruction.

Who can quell the chaos? Whoever can quell it is the light in the hearts of all spirits!

This role was originally intended for Gai Jiuyou and others, but due to unforeseen circumstances, the crown of the pacifier fell to Yan Ming.

Strictly speaking, this newly appointed pacifier is also here to "feed".

However, his diet was too picky; he would only eat the food of saints and kings, and only refine ancient exotic species.

Only by shedding darkness and restoring light can one become a superior devourer!
In the novel "Covering the Sky," it took the Ruthless Great Emperor more than 200,000 years to reach this point, while Yan Ming accomplished it in just over 20 years!
“Fellow Daoists of Holy Cliff, I shall take my leave first.”

A long howl came from the Central Plains, shaking the stars beyond the realm as if they were about to fall. The sound of the Dao spread across the sky and reached the far east.

"Leave? You probably won't be leaving today." Yan Ming stepped out with the secret technique of the character "行" (xing), his killing intent spreading out, chilling and terrifying, shaking the six directions and eight wastelands.

The other party was the third Great Medicine King he had reserved when he transmigrated. He would search high and low, even to the ends of the earth, to capture it, refine it into the Dream Lamp, and undergo tempering and baptism before integrating it into his Immortal Platform.

"It is the Lord of Heaven!"

"Only him could make the alien Great Sage flee in panic before he even showed himself. He truly has an invincible aura!"
"His merit in quelling the turmoil in Beidou was immense."

Some people in the four great dynasties of Zhongzhou were extremely excited, knowing that this brutal and bloody upheaval was finally over.

The Great Sage bowed his head, and all the kings were terrified; he was practically a deity walking among men.

In an era without an emperor (or quasi-emperor), he could even be called "invincible".

Just like in the chaotic ancient times, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and the Three Thousand Dao States did not know the true supreme being, and regarded Dunyi (equivalent to the Great Sage of the Secret Realm) as the supreme being.

Yan Ming seemed oblivious to this; such details were not worth pursuing. Besides, even a pseudo-invincible is still invincible!
One day we will be able to remove the falsehood.

"boom!"

As the Golden Flame Avenue swept across the land, many people prostrated themselves in worship. Within Anping, the royal family members who had escaped death couldn't help but cheer, many with tears in their eyes, waving their hands and trembling.

It is said—and this is just a rumor—that this is a mysterious gesture passed down from a powerful figure in the Holy Cliff, used to express gratitude and appreciation!

"Waaah, sun!"

"The sun has come to save us."

As word spread from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, from a hundred to millions, in no time, the entire Central Plains became a sea of ​​jubilation.

Sensing the vast divine sense relentlessly pursuing him from behind, the Great Sage of the Silver Blood Clan turned cold.

"A Holy Spirit has actually sided with the human race; you are truly a heretic," he transmitted telepathically, his words laced with sarcasm.

At the same time, the great sacred artifact bathed in the blood of all spirits rapidly glowed and merged with it. Every time it passed through a vast domain, a silver vortex would rise up there.

This was a life-or-death escape, and no matter where you were, you would eventually be affected. There was too much silver light, and the chains of divine order were too terrifying. Even the Vermilion Bird Sect and the Qin Clan, these two mysterious and terrifying places, could not escape the calamity.

"boom!"

With a single strike, the Great Sage shattered the heavens and the earth. Two divine sources flew out from the depths of the Qinling Mountains, then exploded, revealing two ancient sages with withered bodies.

One of them was even a Saint King, whose light of salvation shone everywhere, terrifying beyond compare. But before the two Great Saints, even the Heavenly King could only submit; they were simply not in the same league.

"This aura is that of a Void Celestial Body." Yan Ming was also somewhat surprised, not by the ancient foundation, but by the person he saw in this world.

No one would have imagined that there was such a half-saint within the Qin Clan, a middle-aged man on the verge of sainthood and full of vigor.

No wonder he was so powerful in the early stages of Shrouding the Heavens; he really had the confidence to back it up.

Even though many people knew that there was such a treacherous and ruthless inheritance of the Divine Transmission Technique within Qinmen City, they dared not say anything.

It is worth mentioning that the Qin Clan's treachery ranks second in this time and space, and many people are more wary of another substance.

"Buzz!"

The Pure Lotus Demon Flame bloomed, turning the sky into a dark and silvery furnace. Yan Ming leaped into the air, transcending time and space, and appeared at the edge of the sky.

The Great Sage of the Silverblood Clan was blocked and had nowhere to retreat, so he was forced to fight back.

"boom!"

An earth-shattering battle erupted, terrifying beyond compare. The Qinling Mountains were shattered, turning into fragments that scattered in all directions and disappeared into the depths of the starry sky. A shower of light fell, dazzling yet poignant.

If this area were not protected by a dragon vein, containing countless large tombs, and if the combined legacy of the deceased had not made this place immortal, it would surely have been destroyed.

Even so, it was extremely brutal. The peak of the Great Holy War could destroy entire galaxies, with astonishing destructive power.

As for the Qin Gate not far away, it no longer exists!
In fact, before the great war even began, it had been utterly destroyed, reduced to ruins, its internal followers all perished, and its ancient foundations stripped of their vitality. It was at the forefront.

In recent years, the Beidou region has been in turmoil. The Qin Clan and the Vermilion Bird Sect have become increasingly prosperous because of their connection with the Cai family's 8,000-year-old Great Sage. Even the ancient clans dare not run wild here. The scenery here is uniquely beautiful, and there are signs of great prosperity.

However, eternal peace is only found in death!
The peace will eventually disappear!

Previously, the Eastern Wilderness, Southern Ridge, Northern Plains, and Central State were plunged into the most terrifying bloodbath in tens of thousands of years, with billions of corpses lying in the ground. Now, it has finally reached them as well!
"boom!"

The heavens and earth trembled, the Milky Way reversed, the laws of nature roared, and lightning thundered. The two fought fiercely, and various chains of divine order shattered the vacuum, fighting their way out of the Qinling Mountains.

The Silverblood Clan truly deserves the title of the Uncrowned Emperors. Their bloodline power is extremely terrifying. This ancient clan's Great Sage, who returned from the depleted universe, was able to fight Yan Ming to the death. Although he was bloodied in the first move, with his arm bone shattered and his aura disordered, he quickly recovered from his injuries and fled westward.

"Humph."

Yan Ming glanced at them coldly, snorted lightly, knowing what the other party was thinking, but he didn't care much.

In fact, he was not lacking in patience when facing the last great herb. He had many techniques and secret methods in his mind that he wanted to try, and the enemy in front of him was the best whetstone.

He was only one step away from becoming a Great Sage. The gains from these battles were truly abundant, causing the sacrificial soil of the Immortal Ruins to flourish, with a supreme aura emanating from its deepest part.

Yan Ming also received a certain blessing, and his Dao Fruits leaped to the extreme.

Otherwise, if they had used the Heaven-Piercing Immortal-Burning Technique and the Undying Scripture at the start, the opponent wouldn't have even been able to leave the Qinling Mountains. It's worth mentioning that the Void Celestial Body didn't die at the hands of the Ancient Clan's Great Sage. Instead, it was grazed by the aftershocks of the True Sun Fire, leaving no trace of its body, and becoming a handful of ashes in the great battle.

Yan Ming expressed his regret over the unexpected death and, with a flick of his finger, sent a cheap stone coffin to create a simple cenotaph for the Void Celestial Body and the Qin Clan disciples.

As for the body? It was long ago burned to ashes by the true fire of the sun.

What the creatures of Zhongzhou saw was a great sage saving the world, killing the silver-haired demon and sending him to the ends of the earth.

"What a pity for the Qin family. Who knows what will happen when that Great Sage from the Cai family returns?"

"Who knows? But their faction died a worthy death, with the Great Sage personally carving their coffins and sending them off in burial—that's an immense honor!"

The old emperors conversed, their shadows forming as they spoke, but Jiuli was nowhere to be seen. The latter had long since fled to Earth to search for the relics of their ancestors, and even many of the high-ranking officials of the Jiuli Dynasty had gone far beyond the realm…

And so, the two great saints rushed into the Western Desert, and the terrible chaos spread to this pure land of Buddhism.

The fluctuations were indescribable. Two terrifying fields erupted, with silver streaks shooting into the sky, yang water flowing backward, and lightning flashing and thunder roaring, accompanied by torrential rain of blood. The sight sent chills down everyone's spines.

"Boom!"

This was an earth-shattering duel between two great sages. The endless fire domain within it blazed brightly, bursting forth with an unprecedentedly intense light. Because it exceeded the limits of this realm and transcended the heavens, it triggered bizarre phenomena in the heavens and earth, resulting in a wondrous scene like the heavens weeping.

"Dream Flower, Illusion Mirror, Body in the Well!" The ethereal voice reverberated throughout the ten directions, causing the sea of ​​faith on Mount Sumeru to tremble violently.

The old Buddha in the ancient temple opened his eyes. The purple-gold Vajra Pestle enshrined in front of him floated up and down, emitting trembling sounds. The aura of the ultimate Dao was swirling, with a revival-like fluctuation, terrifying yet restrained.

"Amitabha!"

The sound of Buddhist chanting filled the air, golden clouds cascaded down, and five hundred Arhats chanted scriptures in unison, praising the Holy Buddha of Victory.

On the other side, Yan Ming stood atop a cloud. He shook the Illusionary Dream Bell, and instantly tens of thousands of great rifts appeared in the surrounding void, rushing in all directions. He was like an unparalleled warrior, his aura overwhelming mountains and rivers. The moment the bell rang, it tore the heavens and earth apart, causing the enemy's Great Sage Immortal Platform to become unstable, almost causing it to fall from the sky.

When he came to his senses, he was horrified and couldn't help but exclaim, "The legendary Soul-Slaying Bell? You've obtained the Celestial Venerable's inheritance from the mythical era!"

"What nonsense are you spouting? Fellow Daoist, it's time to get going."

Yan Ming narrowed his eyes and continued to shake the great bell made of Chaos Stone and Divine Mark Purple Gold. Each ring of the bell brought with it the power of the primordial spirit, and the rolling Yin and Yang Qi spread like a falling star crashing down.

The Great Saint of the Silverblood Clan was filled with fear. Only now did he realize the gap between himself and the Holy Spirit before him. The other party had been confident of victory from the beginning, and now he was truly revealing his thunderous methods to kill him instantly.

"Possessing an ancient imperial weapon but not using it, deliberately doing this..." He barely managed to maintain his true spirit, but it was to no avail. His divine soul sea continued to fall, locked by the bell's sound, unable to escape the encirclement at all.

"Die!" Yan Ming urged his Dao soldiers for the third time.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the world fell silent. The greatest sound is silent, and people seemed to be hallucinating, hearing nothing at all.

Apart from a huge crater and cracks that stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles, nothing else was left here.

The world was silent, utterly still.

Only the foot-long illusory gourd was filled with bright red blood, powerful soul force, and life essence, making it even more eerie, almost like an evil spirit-level imperial artifact.

(End of this chapter)