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

Chapter 212 True Dragon Steps, Dragon Yang and the Demon Sword

"No one in the world has ever dared to act like this. Even the ancient emperors had to maintain a certain level of respect for the forbidden zone." Anpu clearly did not believe that the Emperor would dare to come to the forbidden zone of life.

The ninth level of Quasi-Emperor is almost like a god to mortals, unattainable, but what is it in front of the Undying Mountain?
One of his elder brothers had reached that realm and shone with dazzling light...

The moonlight deepened, the candlelight flickered, and the banquet ended at the opportune moment. Under the dim night sky, an ancient chariot, shimmering with light, was pulled by stone horses, moving very slowly, seemingly without any regard for the laws governing its operation.

This is a sign of respect for the Supreme Being of the Immortal Ruins!

A gentle evening breeze carries the enticing aroma of medicinal herbs, captivating the senses. A clear lake lies ahead, surrounded by the majestic Wanlong Peak, where sacred trees abound and the air is filled with the fragrance of medicinal plants.

This is a pure land, filled with the essence of heaven and earth. Anpu even saw two semi-divine trees, which looked peaceful and serene.

However, beneath the beautiful scenery lay a terrifying danger. With the insight of this forbidden zone's disciple, he could naturally see that this place was densely covered with imperial array formations, making every step fraught with peril.

Anpu was immersed in the strange and mysterious realm, his thoughts gradually stirring as he paid attention to every blade of grass and every tree in the place. This was a landscape completely different from that of the Undying Mountain.

Soon, the path ahead ended, and the killing intent grew stronger. Then, after turning a corner, a new vista appeared, and he saw more than forty black mountains, magnificent and imposing, as if they were directly inserted into space, shrouded in an ancient and undying aura.

Above, an endless black mist still shrouded the area, while a temple, bathed in boundless light, floated and sank, exuding an aura of vicissitudes that seemed to have slain everything.

“A corner of the Sacred Cliff has been moved here.” Anpu sighed softly. He was extremely familiar with this kind of mountain. Under heaven, only the Undying Mountain and the Sacred Cliff possessed this kind of aura. The two were of the same origin.

As the ancient chariot approached the sacred cliff, a dark shadow appeared briefly, leaving claw marks in the air. He smelled a rich and fragrant aroma, so intoxicating that he almost became intoxicated.

"The scent of the elixir of immortality, this smell..."

A jade mirror appeared before Anpu. This was the only Dao bone left behind by the Quasi-Emperor of the Seventh Heaven, possessing a thousand wondrous uses.

With a slight movement, the Daoist marks on the mirror cascaded down, revealing a divine herb, snow-white as jade, with leaves resembling tigers, rooted in a dark cliff, shimmering with light.

"Ow!"

A tiger's roar, fierce and powerful, emanated from the sacred cliff. The immortal herb, so lifelike and realistic, now emitted a howling sound, but its movements, combined with its amusement, made people laugh.

"Whoosh!"

The little white tiger was fleeing at an incredibly fast speed. Using earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a technique that allows a creature to travel tens of millions of miles in an instant), it would be difficult for even a quasi-emperor to catch it.

"The legendary White Tiger Medicine is actually here." Anpu was secretly surprised, but suddenly felt something was wrong. He opened his Heavenly Eye and found that the sacred cliff in front of him was gradually blurring.

Turning around again, he and his servants had already left the realm of the Immortal Ruins and entered the Outer Cave Heaven.

"The universe is ever-changing, forming its own realm. This star is countless times larger than what the naked eye can see..." One of his eyes almost transformed into a dazzling sun, before slowly calming down and retracting into his body, no longer looking around.

Along the way, the stone horse stopped, and Anpu looked towards the distant Sun Star, where a young man with terrifying imperial blood was in seclusion.

“Jiang Hengyu’s descendants,” Anpu murmured, turning the page on the past without stepping forward.

His closest relative perished in a battle with the Jiang family's imperial son during those turbulent years, leaving behind an eternal regret!
On the Sun Star, Jiang Yifei, with his cool and handsome demeanor, opened and closed his eyes, revealing a hint of fiery passion within them, and said, "A call from the depths of my bloodline."

Just now, he witnessed a period of time passed down within the Emperor's bloodline.

The darkest years of antiquity were unbearable to recall; it was the most tragic era, a time when mountains and rivers collapsed, the sun and moon lost their light, and too many heroes perished.

The Jiang family originally had three imperial princes. Some of them were originally brilliant and could illuminate the universe, but they died prematurely in the chaos of war!
One of them, a survivor of the calamity but already destined to die, said he was going to seek a cause and effect, and disappeared from the world, becoming an unsolved mystery of the Hengyu lineage. (Chapter 1525 of Covering the Sky)
But at this moment, Jiang Yifei saw the truth behind the mystery!
On the mythical battlefield beneath the starry sky, two quasi-emperors, a prince at the ninth level and a prince of a forbidden zone, engage in their final battle!
That stone man should be one of the masterminds behind the Dark Turmoil. Although he has not entered the Imperial Path, he is still amazing and only one step away from achieving the Dao. When he roars, the sky collapses and the earth cracks, and stars fall. With the blessing of the Imperial Blood, he is the strongest existence below the Supreme.

Various strange phenomena appeared frequently, making Jiang Yifei tremble. There was a scene of a forbidden zone prince killing more than ten quasi-emperors, with blood raining down. There was a scene of blood sacrifice to the heavens, with gods, demons, ghosts, monsters and humans falling and corpses lying in piles.

In the end, a blue-gold spear pierced through the forehead of the Jiang family's imperial son. The celestial gold blade trembled, dripping drop after drop of crystal-clear, bright red blood, creating an exceptionally tragic scene.

The forbidden area disciple coughed up blood continuously, and he was doomed to die without a shred of hope. The demonic sword of the opponent directly shattered his immortal platform, leaving him a bloody mess. Strands of the primordial energy of all things flowed down, exuding boundless killing intent. This sword was terrifyingly ferocious.

"Jiang Yang..."

He muttered the name of his nemesis, and when he saw that the Imperial Law was beginning to take shape inside the sword, he showed his resentment. This was the realm he had been striving to reach his entire life.

Unfortunately, the opponent was killed by his own efforts, leaving behind only a demonic sword that had undergone a partial transformation.

"Haha, hahaha."

He gave a bitter laugh, his body was cracking, holy blood was flowing out in streams, and his whole body was burning with divine light, carrying a sense of desolation.

The former has returned to tranquility; his once sharp eyebrows have finally softened, and his body is covered in wounds, making it hard to imagine how many battles he has experienced.

Finally, the stone man could no longer hold on and exploded, scattering blood and bone fragments as he fell into a deep pit along with his lifelong enemy, his primordial spirit dissipating.

A dust storm erupted as the two quasi-emperor bodies crashed into a deep crater, forming a massive tomb, colossal and towering into the clouds, its power overwhelming the six directions and eight wastelands. A powerful aura of the Great Dao permeated the area, like an ancient deity slumbering. "It's there. A chaotic wasteland I once visited." Jiang Yifei murmured, now understanding the cause and effect. He had gone there by chance, finding a sword embryo in the demonic soil mixed with filthy blood.

A sword embryo that is unusable!

Who would have thought that such a story was hidden behind the sword embryo!
Before anyone knew it, a pale-faced young man appeared in front of Jiang Yifei.

The two awoke at almost the same moment, as if they were natural enemies. This was due to the pull between their bloodlines, which involved the cause and effect of the ancient era.

“I never imagined that you and I would trigger this celestial secret,” Anpu said, his tone full of emotion. His elder brother had gone to the faraway lands and perished when the celestial secrets were in chaos, making it difficult to deduce his burial place.

However, we have obtained some information here. With the methods of the Undying Mountain, we can naturally find the specific location through the scenery.

Jiang Yifei remained silent, but his imperial bloodline almost burst into flames, transforming into a Vermilion Bird with towering flames, creating a primordial fire domain.

This secret fell into his hands, and in the final moment it was as chaotic as a revolving lantern. He almost experienced that lifetime, feeling the sorrow and grief of Jiang Yang's ancestor. There was too much blood and tears in that moment.

"You want to fight me?" Anpu asked, his eyes filled with surprise. His opponent had only just entered the Saint King realm, and there was an insurmountable gap between them.

"Of course!"

Jiang Yifei stood up, his fire still burning. In an instant, the laws between the two intertwined, and they both burst forth with an afterimage of the Imperial Path, facing each other with terrifying extreme pressure.

In an instant, his forehead glowed, and an astonishing primordial spirit ripple spread out, his aura leaping from Saint King to Great Saint in one step, which was simply unbelievable.

Anpu frowned, a strange sense of danger rising in his heart, which was utterly absurd.

"Interesting. I think your relationship with that Jiang Yang is unusual. Are you two similar flowers?!" he said in a deep voice, his eyes no longer showing any contempt. He almost merged with the Holy Spirit Emperor's shadow behind him, unleashing an overwhelming pressure.

Even if Jiang Yang is reborn, so what?

He can also be suppressed and killed!

"Your ancestors perished first, how dare you provoke us?" he coldly shouted, for this matter concerned the dignity of the forbidden zone, and there was no room for retreat.

"The Hengyu lineage is no less capable than anyone else!"

Jiang Yifei said, his eyes shining brightly with spiritual light, a wisp of soul light was reviving deep within the Sendai, and dark matter soared into the sky.

He took a step forward, and a dark sword embryo flew out from between his eyebrows, making him look like a demon god. His third eye between his eyebrows was open, and it was the light of the primordial tribulation from the very beginning.

During this process, Anpu was completely passive. The moment he saw the demon sword, it was as if he had seen a ghost. It was the magical artifact from his memory!

"How is this possible? Is it really reincarnation? There's no such thing as reincarnation in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!" he roared, charging into another deserted starry sky and engaging in a fierce battle.

The two engaged in a life-or-death duel from the very beginning. Blood containing fragments of the Imperial Path splattered continuously, staining the sky red. An Pu grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. Jiang Yifei, shrouded in soul light, arrived like a thunderbolt in an instant, his sword embryo stretching across thousands of miles, an unparalleled terror.

"boom!"

What kind of sword is this? It can annihilate chaos and destroy all laws. This entire sea of ​​stars is in turmoil, the sky is exploding, and the void is sinking.

"I don't believe you are really him. Jiang Yang was born with a true dragon pattern and his dragon steps are unparalleled. You, a junior, are still lacking in ability!" An Pu roared, his hair standing on end. He held a black and gold battle halberd and charged upwards against the heavens, his royal blood burning and surrounded by endless laws of the Great Dao. At this moment, he triggered the Divine Forbidden Domain!
He looked frail and had a pale face, but he had a very strong personality. As a member of the forbidden zone, losing once in a lifetime was enough!

How could I possibly lose a second time? Not even if it were a dead person reincarnated!

However, it still didn't work!

The figure opposite possessed an astonishing primordial spirit, awakening an ancient Dao Fruit. Instantly, divine restrictions were placed upon him, and he unleashed the legendary True Dragon Nine Steps, nearly breaking into the Quasi-Emperor realm.

As the last rays of light faded, Anpu was disheveled, his halberd broken, and crimson blood stained the ground as he staggered backward.

“It really is Long Yang… I don’t believe it. How can reincarnation exist in this world? If it does, where is my brother’s true spirit? How could he let me lose again…” He was in a daze, half-mad. This battle had dealt him a huge blow, one that was etched into his heart.

The supreme being of the Undying Mountain once said: True power does not believe in reincarnation.

What went wrong?
Especially at the end, when he tried to unleash a forbidden imperial artifact to force a draw, he was cleaved in two by the sword's embryo, shattering it to pieces.
Jiang Yifei stood there, his mind blank, the dark sword embryo in his hand bathed in a faint imperial law, with an eerie purple hue, more dazzling than ever before.

"At the end of reincarnation, the sacrificial cliff is the final destination of everything... Am I really me, or Long Yang, and this demonic sword..." He covered his face with his hand, a dazed look on his face, and a memory appeared out of nowhere in his soul sea.

There, he was Jiang Yang, Heng Yu's biological son, and the person on whom the ancient emperor placed high hopes. He was established as the crown prince even before his father passed away.

Unfortunately, nothing in this world lasts forever; even the greatest existence will eventually come to an end.

After the father's passing, the forbidden zone began to stir. Finally, one day, a being emerged from the Undying Mountain and started a dark upheaval. At first, it was only the children of the forbidden zone, but as the upheaval reached its climax, the most terrifying being in the deepest part appeared. An old emperor on the verge of death emerged from the divine source and began to feed...

(End of this chapter)