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

Chapter 184 One person's heart, the heart of millions

One person's willpower is humble and weak, but when billions or hundreds of billions of beings call out together, the combined will of all beings on that side becomes a magnificent and overwhelming force.

In this world, most of the glory is bestowed upon cultivators, but in reality, ninety percent of living beings are unable to enter the sea of ​​suffering and can only be considered ordinary people. They are as lowly as dust and grass, but in the realm of the mind, the roar of billions of living beings can shake the heavens.

Telekinesis is a wondrous thing. Yan Ming sensed their fear and despair, and they seemed to see everything here.

"I am the light!"

He gently clenched his fist, his physical potential and spiritual power intertwining, creating a ripple effect that resonated with the heavens and earth. The naturally emanating aura made the stars tremble, and his every move was in harmony with the Dao. The chaotic flames within the Immortal Platform blazed brightly.
"Om!"

It's like a brand new era has begun!

A ball of light enveloped a tiny, radiant figure, who sat cross-legged, surrounded by flames. Upon closer inspection, however, it was not firework, but pure spiritual energy.

"The heart of one person is the heart of millions!" Yan Ming said, the power of his heart surrounding him, as if he were bathing in a pool of immortals.

The opening of the fifteenth Life Palace is the essence of the interaction between the thoughts and primordial spirits of all living beings. It is a product of the incomparably glorious yet desolate and exhausted incense-burning path of the ancient era.

A dark sword grass took root there, merging with the light of all living beings. Its branches and leaves swayed, radiating a pure and sacred radiance. It seemed to be faintly visible, and ancient sacrificial sounds emanated from it, as if one could hear the prayers and calls of the ancestors.

Darkness and light are two sides of the same coin!
Chaotic light intertwined and spread around Yan Ming, and the Primordial Chains, intricate and mysterious, were sublimated amidst auspicious colors, stepping into a higher realm, where divine power could move the starry sky.

He entered the deepest state of enlightenment!

Several days later, things finally calmed down.

Yan Ming slowly opened his eyes, and a mysterious feeling emanated from his heart, like the blooming of an epiphyllum flower, or the fluttering of willow catkins, with orderly runes dancing like golden crows flying one after another, and his spirit and energy were at their peak.

"Fifteen layers of the Life Palace!"

Yan Ming's thick hair was scattered like a waterfall, his brows were clear, and his aura was comparable to that of a sixth-level Great Sage. A single ray of his gaze could make the heavens seem to collapse, and there was a suffocating power fluctuation.

At this moment, a surge of confidence welled up within him, and he was able to suppress and kill a peak Great Sage without even needing to activate the Ancient Heavenly Technique.

If outsiders knew, it would definitely cause a huge uproar. In the later stages of cultivation, each advancement to a higher realm is extremely difficult, and only those with exceptional talent can achieve it.

How many beings who can cultivate to the Great Sage realm are mediocre? They are all geniuses among geniuses, beings who have emerged victorious from fierce competition among thousands of troops. It often takes a vast star field to hone a Great Sage.

In this extreme realm, Yan Ming has found a unique path over the past ten years, allowing his primordial spirit to sublimate and rival the older generation of great saints. This is absolutely a mythical feat.

Unfortunately, he belongs to the Holy Spirit and was born at birth, so he cannot join the ranks of those who break through the realm the fastest!
Only after truly understanding his growth path will one realize how terrifying it was for him to rise from the fourth level of Sainthood to the peak of Great Sainthood in just over twenty years!
Even the gods are far inferior to him!
"It's ironic that someone like you can gain the approval of all living beings and become a savior and queller of chaos..." A cold voice rang out, and a woman appeared, her beautiful face full of aloofness.

This was actually the Dragon Girl. After giving birth, she was freed and came to the Big Dipper. Instead of returning to the ruined dragon's nest, she had been staying nearby and was now walking over.

But that mouth was still incredibly stubborn!

Acknowledge your power, but despise your character!
"The starry sky isn't covered. If you don't want to stay here, you can leave." Yan Ming said calmly, not even glancing at the dragon girl, completely unconcerned.

His mind was detached; he saw no distinction between men and women, only strength and weakness. Even if this female dragon had received initiation in the Immortal Ruins and bathed in dark matter to become a saint, in his eyes she was nothing more than an ant among ants, a single hair of hers that he could pierce through a thousand times over.

Even if the Dragon Emperor were reborn, Yan Ming would not be afraid in a battle against someone of the same level, let alone an ancient princess.

From this moment on, he has surpassed ordinary geniuses, and only ancient supreme beings are worthy of his attention.

This great calamity was both a disaster and an opportunity for him. He faced the killing intent of the ancient emperor and survived. The invincible aura he cultivated from this experience was absolutely terrifying, arrogant and conceited.

He made no attempt to conceal his brilliance; his aura as a great saint was overwhelming and extremely terrifying!
The dragon girl couldn't help but step back, feeling that the gaze was too ruthless, arrogant and terrifying, and the invincible attitude of being superior was very irritating to the ancient princess.

It's like an ancient celestial dragon looking down at ants and insects.

She felt a wave of humiliation.

It should be noted that when she became a saint, she had thought about fighting the Fire Spirit in the future, taking off his head and using it as a stepping stone on her path to enlightenment. But what about now?

The other party certainly has the right to ignore me!
"From this day forward, we shall sever all ties and never meet again..." The Dragon Girl said through gritted teeth, her eyes slightly red. She felt that her initial worries were not worth it, and at the same time, she felt a deep sense of loss.

What did the other party see in her? Was it just to have a child and her status as an ancient princess?

Qianlun died, the Golden Dragon King died, and the great saints of the dragon clan fell one after another.

In the end, even her daughter wouldn't listen to her and took the Wanlong Bell with her. What was left for her? She forced back her tears and turned to cross into the distant universe.

Yan Ming remained calm and did not pursue them.

In this world, only turtles and dogs would try to hold on and play those childish games.

All he had to do was hunt her down. From the initial resentment and curses, she was now reduced to nothing but a mouth. The day when he could completely defeat this ancient princess was definitely not far off.

The strong need no emotions, only utter defeat!

Just like with the Golden Celestial Maiden, aside from the initial alliance to kill Kun Zhou, Qian Lun, and others, where he befriended the Golden King, the Celestial Maiden continued to drift between the Immortal Ruins and the Golden Cave as his strength changed.

If she doesn't take the initiative, Yan Ming is even less likely to do so; this attitude involves cultivating one's mind.

If we yield to the ancient princess, our Dao heart will be at a disadvantage. What will become of us when we fight against their father in the future?

In a sense, this is the will of the Dark Lord, whose gaze extends to the heavens and the earth; matters of love and romance are simply not within his consideration.

"I'm glad you're alright." A woman appeared, graceful and elegant, holding a bowl of Immortal Tear Green Gold Pagoda in her hand. Her beautiful eyes held relief, joy, and guilt.

The brief appearance of the Battle Saint Emperor had caused her great worry, but even so, she never left and remained in the Eastern Wilderness.

Even if I can't save him, I will still collect his remains and keep vigil for half my life... This is what I owe him!
(End of this chapter)