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

Chapter 219 Beauty in the Coffin, Daoist Woman Desiring to Live

"What exactly happened? Can you tell me?" Ye Fan asked loudly.

These people in front of me look very close, but in fact they seem to be separated by an era, not belonging to this world.

Ye Fan felt a deep unease and a sense of bitterness in his heart.

He had a gut feeling that involved cause and effect, separation, and farewell.

The scenes here—the divine spring water, the peaches of immortality, and the Taoist nun who rescued him and led him to Peach Blossom Spring—are all true.

How could this be?
He didn't know why. Was this a special chaotic immortal land? Was what he saw a real existence, or an ancient relic, just an encounter that spanned countless ages?
Decades ago, he accidentally entered a Taoist temple on Earth and listened to the quasi-emperor preach. Half a month later, he emerged in a daze and realized that this was a scene from the past, imprinted by a special environment.

What's the reason this time?
"Dust to dust, mist to mist, perhaps it's just a few regrets. To be able to revive in this life and experience my childhood again, I am already satisfied..." said the white-robed youth holding the Immortal Peach Tree, tears streaming down his face, a bitter smile on his face, his figure gradually blurring and turning into a shower of light.

"The past has been destroyed... Brother, I long to see what you and my brother will be like in the future. It's a pity we can't truly meet again. I must go now, turning into dust." The Snow Rabbit Girl whispered as she bid farewell to Ye Fan, a smile on her face, tears still in her eyes, before rushing into the white-robed youth's arms.

"I have exhausted my strength and can no longer maintain this world." The woman with the innate Dao embryo sighed softly; she was the creator of this world.

Ye Fan was stunned. These were living, breathing people in front of him. They had spent several months together, developed a friendship, and even had each other's lives saved. Was he really going to never see them again?

"I don't believe it! Where are you going? What exactly happened back then? If you have any enemies, I will settle all scores for you!" He grabbed the Taoist woman's arm and chased after her, pulling the white-robed man back and looking at the girl.

His eyes turned red, and his platform seemed to be on fire. The secret of the front word operated on its own, sensing something and capturing a wisp of divine will in the darkness!
"Like you, I don't belong here either; I came here in response to the call." A look of pain appeared on the face of the young man who had obtained the Immortal Peach Tree. He looked towards the outer realm, where a killing sword, as red as blood, flew out from the void. The moment it fell, blood flowed like rivers, a blood river surging from the universe...

In an instant, this chaotic immortal land was tainted, turning into a deathly gray, and the next moment, shouts of battle filled the sky.

A wisp of sword energy pierced through the heavens and earth. With a soft "poof," several ancient saints rushed out. Even though they unleashed weapons forged by ancient sages and possessed immense magical power, they could not withstand this attack.

"Oh!"

A skeletal hand, as white as snow, fell from the universe, crushing mountains and rivers. Peach Blossom Spring cracked, and streams began to steam. The young female Daoist used the chains of order to resist, but she still bled profusely there, nearly shattering.

She and Ye Fan had a special karmic connection; she had saved his life, and over the past few months they had sparred and verified each other's skills, developing a deep friendship. Yet, the calamity that befell her came so suddenly.

To be stifled before it even has a chance to grow!

"what……"

Ye Fan roared like a madman, his roar causing mountains and rivers to collapse, and the place was instantly shrouded in chaotic energy.

"Stop it!!"

He wanted to unleash the imperial artifact, his body radiating golden light like a waterfall, intending to use the ancestral weapon of the Holy Body lineage to intervene in everything and salvage something.

But the next moment, he felt ice-cold all over. Even the immortal halberd he possessed, which he had used to kill the Supreme Being in his previous life, was useless. He could not enter this cycle of reincarnation. The countless marks of time had shattered the river of time, disrupted the flow of time, and made the place a hazy mess.

He was like an outsider, wandering through this ancient scene.

The scene was so real that the translucent blood of the Dao embryo fell from the sky like red pearls. The person who was no different from Zixia and seemed to be a daughter of the heavens was cracking in her body and was being targeted by a powerful enemy in the starry sky.

Ye Fan felt as if his heart was being torn apart. He watched helplessly as his old friend was about to perish, and his whole body trembled. All of this made his blood boil, and he roared in anger.

However, he just couldn't fit in; it was as if he didn't belong, as if he had been detached from that world!
In the hellish scene, the Daoist nun's purple aura soared into the sky, her body covered in blood. In her final moments, she used a forbidden artifact within her body to tear open space, allowing those around her to escape. It turned out to be the power of time!

As for herself, in the face of despair, she triggered the tribulation to become a saint, bathed in the light of the tribulation, and like a blooming purple epiphyllum, with unparalleled beauty, she soared into the sky...

"Is this the so-called truth of the world? Not allowing future generations to rise up, but nipping them in the bud!"

Ye Fan watched as the Daoist nun fell, watched the person who had saved him turn into blood and bone, watched the world turn blood red, watched Peach Blossom Spring collapse, and he roared, as if a ball of fire was about to surge out of his heart.

"boom!"

At that moment, a blazing beam of immortal light shot out from his celestial platform, piercing through the heavens and earth, illuminating eternity, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

Ye Fan closed his eyes, tears glistening in the corners. A divine lamp lit up in the Dao Palace, illuminating the dim universe. He remained motionless for a long time, savoring that unique experience.

It was a long time before he opened his eyes.

The intense primordial spiritual light gradually faded away, revealing a peach orchard ahead, with fragrant grasses and fallen petals, but it was dilapidated and lifeless.

In a desolate underground palace, a jade coffin lay across the ground, containing a heart-shaped seed, dull and lacking luster, its entire body yellowish-brown. Though devoid of divine radiance, it exuded a powerful vitality.

In a daze, the peach pit's time was taken back, and it returned to the appearance of a peach. It was not very big, like a piece of red agate, bright red all over, crystal clear and sparkling, with a fragrance of immortal medicine that was refreshing, but it quickly faded away. After all, it was an illusion and could not last long. The flesh of the fruit had just been refined by the outsider.

Another stone tablet is inscribed with the life story of the tomb owner, signed Xueyue Qing, with faint handwriting, carrying a sense of sadness, and offering peaches as a sacrifice.

Ye Fan sat there cross-legged, motionless, silently gazing at the ruins. Only after a long time did he murmur to himself, "The regret of the innate Dao embryo..."

Only at this moment did he realize what had happened: in the past, there had been a stunning woman who had suffered the same fate as him.

His Source Dao Dharma Eye was awe-inspiring. He reached out and pushed open the jade coffin. In an instant, his blood surged and his body trembled violently.

It was a sleeping woman, so beautiful that one couldn't help but hold their breath. Her beauty was otherworldly, her face rosy, enveloped in divine essence, as if she were asleep, but she could never wake up again, having perished countless years ago.

It really was her... A glimpse of the past projected by the former secret, that feeling couldn't be wrong!

This was undoubtedly bloody. Ye Fan trembled slightly as he felt the immense divine power of the Immortal Peach Elixir within his body. It was all real!
In an instant, he understood many things. Several days after he fell into this place, a phantom soul returned and saw the memories of the Holy Body. There was the female saint of Yaochi, as well as the innate Dao embryo of the Big Dipper, mother and children. The three of them had experienced joy and sorrow.

The ancient Daoist embryo was drawn in and sank into it, leaving behind a sigh. This changed the fate of the severely injured man; otherwise, he might not have died, but his injuries would never have healed. The real Peach of Immortality is inside the jade coffin!

The spirit of the deceased returned, leaving behind a dream of a paradise, bestowing his burial goods upon future generations, and propelling them into a different river of fate. But he himself vanished upon waking from the dream, never to be seen again.

Ye Fan's nose stung with tears. His altar glowed, and a faint dark substance rose up, making the tomb different. The sigh of the Daoist woman before she disappeared made his blood rush, and his body almost exploded from his own blood. This woman, who resembled Zixia and was like a close relative, saved his life and left just like that.

"Is it some kind of divine intervention? We are both wanderers in this world. I was attacked and nearly killed by a quasi-emperor, and ended up in exile here..." he murmured, his hair disheveled. He wanted to laugh, but tears streamed down his face. He and the person in the coffin were separated by countless years, one alive and one dead.

In the end, he relied on the elixir of immortality to undergo Nirvana and heal his injuries, while his opponent could never return and remained forever in that era, killed by a great sage from beyond the realm.

This regret is no wonder that the young man who possessed the elixir of immortality and the peaches of immortality wept for it, a regret that will last for eternity.

"Is it really a cycle of reincarnation? Hahaha..." Ye Fan suddenly burst into laughter, gripping the jade coffin tightly. His face and the peach blossoms reflected each other in his divine source, and he seemed to have lost his mind, tears streaming down his face. He said, "At the end of the cycle of reincarnation, everything will come to an end. The sacrificial cliff is the final resting place for all spirits. How I wish this sentence would come true!"

He thought of the saying that had been passed down through the ancient stars of the Big Dipper, a prophecy even the White-Clad God King had murmured.

Will our old friends ever return?
Does reincarnation exist in the human world?
What exactly is this special substance on my body?
It actually managed to awaken the innate Dao embryo from millions of years ago, causing it to have a final burst of light before taking one last look at the heavens and the earth!
This unbelievable thing actually happened to someone close to him, yet it caused him immense grief...

Several days later, Ye Fan resealed the tomb and closed the underground palace, and had long since left that place. However, his heart could not find peace. Whenever he thought of it, he felt a burning pain and his eyes stung.

Before leaving, he paid homage to his deceased friend once more. He had refined the peaches of immortality and replaced the offerings with Bodhi seeds. He also repaired the tomb of the Daoist nun and captured a ferocious beast to guard the tomb.

"Farewell, Taigu, goodbye, my friend!"

Ye Fan silently took the peach pit as a keepsake, even though he was far from the Peach Blossom Spring of his memory, he was still very sad.

Even now, looking back, his heart still aches, his spirit is still wounded, and he owes a debt of gratitude that he can never repay in all eternity!
However, he was not an indecisive person and quickly adjusted his mindset.

There's no benefit in being overly immersed in it; it won't change anything. What he needs to do is rise up quickly and become stronger!

"This is not over yet!"

Ye Fan grew increasingly determined, his eyes gleaming with an astonishing light. He wanted to return to the ancient star of the Big Dipper to see the legendary Sacrifice Cliff. If reincarnation truly existed, perhaps those from the past would reappear and continue their discussions in the Peach Garden.

At this moment, his divine power surged, surpassing the level of a half-saint and directly entering the realm of a saint.

A complete elixir of immortality has far greater effects than he imagined!
Especially the Peaches of Immortality. At the end of the Primordial Era, the Fighting Saint Emperor suffered unimaginable torment in the Great Saint Realm and almost died. He used this medicine to heal his Dao injury and then made great strides, fighting his way into the Extreme Dao Emperor Realm.

Di Que was defeated because he didn't have an elixir of immortality!

This miraculous medicine has the power to destroy and rebuild, helping people to survive even in the face of death!
The more one struggles and faces death, the more one experiences the moment of life and death, the more all disadvantages will be eliminated after taking the medicine. Past suffering will become the foundation for building one's path, remaining ever new!

Furthermore, experiencing a period of time and gaining insight into the future is a rare experience in life, surpassing the value of obtaining ancient scriptures and divine arts. For a cultivator, it is a treasure trove, and his Tao and Dharma are undergoing transformation.

A celestial tribulation struck, and a sea of ​​electricity engulfed this place.

Ye Fan felt no fear whatsoever. Having experienced a part of his past, his mindset had been transformed. What else in life could he be afraid of?

He is still alive, and he wants to make up for the regrets, protect those who should be protected, and settle accounts with that quasi-emperor deep in the starry sky!

"I am not dead! In this life, I vow to achieve greatness!"

The Holy Body swore an oath, a fire burning within its heart. At this moment, it summoned the shattered and mangled Root of All Things, and charged headlong into the Ninefold Thunder Palace above the clouds...

On the other side, deep in the universe, amidst a golden expanse, two quasi-emperors from the depths of the Immortal Ruins arrived together, accompanied by ten supreme imperial weapons, clearly intending to attack at the slightest provocation.

Even as a near-Emperor of the restricted area, he fell into deep silence in the face of this scene, not daring to make a move.

“We have no ill intentions.” Fairy Yunxia from the Primordial Ancient Mine looked at the young man in the array diagram, her eyes sparkling with seven colors, and said, “We have only come here to take a look and want to see the scenery of the Immortal Ruins.”

This woman is very strong, possessing a power that can penetrate people's souls, which is incomparable to ordinary quasi-emperors. In the past, throughout the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, she was treated with great respect wherever she went. She was among the most powerful people in the world, and her fathers were former emperors and sovereigns, making her bloodline noble.

But things are different now; the person on the other end has directly asked them to leave.

"You've seen it all, now it's time for you to leave." Yan Ming said indifferently, "Remember, there will be no next time."

"Humph……"

Jin Zi, standing to the side, raised an eyebrow, snorted, and wanted to sneer, because the strongest person had not yet arrived.

However, the next moment, a chill ran through the depths of this ancient quasi-emperor's soul, and the hairs on his body stood on end, as if some primordial beast was staring at him.

He shrank back, ultimately not daring to continue, and could only manage a weak excuse, coughing twice: "Hmph, cough cough... My internal injuries haven't healed yet, and I've come uninvited. I hope you'll forgive me, fellow Daoist..."

The prince of the Immortal Mausoleum slunk away.

The Fairy of Clouds glanced at the Fire Spirit, her eyes sparkling. With a flick of her jade sleeve, she left behind a divine image.
"Buzz!"

Yan Ming waved his hand and calmly accepted the catalog, discovering that it marked the tombs of some special bloodline holders from ancient times.

Among them are even some bloodlines that have become extinct, such as the Chilong from the mythical era, the Taiyin people from millions of years ago, and the immortal beings who once appeared briefly and ranked among the Great Saints...

"I came in a hurry and have only prepared a small gift. I hope it will be of use to you, fellow Daoist." The woman from the forbidden area chuckled, seemingly with a deeper meaning. She then gave a distant blessing and drifted away.

(End of this chapter)