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

Chapter 221 Cleansing Bones and Treading Blood to Prove the Killing Saint, Reaching the Ultimate Sublimation and Emerging from the Void

"How dare you!" Qi Luo was horrified. His eyes turned red, and he desperately tried to rush over, but the half-saint level assassin opposite him suddenly launched a shocking attack, leaving him powerless to do anything else.

Another person attacked from the shadows. Qi Luo let out a muffled groan as a sharp pain shot through him. His left arm was severed at the elbow. His hair was disheveled, and he retreated rapidly, his crimson blood spilling down and staining the void red.

He was ruthless enough not to scream, his eyes were icy cold as he stared at the two of them, filled with deep-seated hatred and murderous intent.

"With the convergence of the Heavenly, Earthly, and Human lineages, perhaps today we can choose a saint who proves his Dao through slaughter," the voice of the Hellish Half-Saint echoed.

The most brutal moment began. Everywhere he looked, blood and bones flew everywhere. One by one, the young assassins he had personally trained withered away, their souls shattered, dying tragically in this carnage, killed by their nemesis.

"The one you want to invite probably won't be able to come. The power of that race from beyond the realm far exceeds what people can imagine. Those who oppose them will eventually vanish into thin air." The half-saint of the mortal world laughed sinisterly, like a dull knife scraping bone. He was fearless and confident, with rivers of blood flowing behind him and cries of agony and roars echoing everywhere.

Other assassins from the human and hell realms continue to strike, and there are two ways to deal with the enemy.

All that remains for the remnants of the Heavenly Village is death!

Ye Fan's relatives were different; they were deliberately preserved. At worst, their bodies would be tortured, but their souls would remain unharmed, awaiting the fate of another branch.

This differential treatment quickly caused chaos within the village of Ame-no-Mura.

The defenses that were holding on collapsed completely, and some even turned against Lin Jia and her daughter. The gleaming swords reflected the desolation of the situation, and the little girl beside them couldn't help but cry loudly, her voice echoing across the plain.

The mortals who were originally ascended to heaven because of the Holy Body have fallen into hell because of him!
The Copper Coffin Trilogy has never mentioned the idea of ​​"misfortune not extending to family members"!
The one buried in the plateau suffered an unimaginable tragedy, witnessing the deaths of his loved ones, with no one left by his side. All he could see was blood and sorrow. Even reversing time was useless; it could not heal the deep wounds in his heart...

From a higher perspective, the root of everything originates from that ancient flame. The ashes of the founder fell into this vast universe, and the symbolic attributes they brought caused everything to change.

Beings that resemble him will receive unimaginable opportunities, but will also encounter the most terrifying curses.

"boom!"

Just as the song of betrayal was about to begin, a divine light erupted, and the Heaven-Devouring Millstone was thrown out, unleashing its ultimate divine power. Like a piece of metallic sodium being smashed into boiling water, it instantly ignited everything.

"Oh!"

With a deafening roar, the small world created by the Killing Saint was instantly destroyed. Fragments of the world flew everywhere, radiating the most dazzling light. Deeper inside, dark light spread, as if a gate to the underworld had been opened, and the aura of death approached, shaking the entire universe.

The two semi-saint level assassins were filled with fear, never expecting their opponent to unleash an imperial weapon at this moment!
"Kill!" Qi Luo roared as he lay on the brink of death, forgetting himself and everything else. He abandoned the way of the assassin, using his essence and blood to activate the supreme imperial weapon, pushing forward horizontally. Wherever he passed, assassins from hell and the human world melted away one by one.

"Run!" A swarm of killing formations flew out, and a large black dog appeared, picked up the little girl, and rushed out.

The dragon horse that followed looked pained, as if it had lost ten ancient divine scriptures, knowing what the consequences of doing so would be.

When I got back, I felt like I was going to be skinned alive.

This time, we were really screwed over by that black dog!

Her promising future ended the moment she stepped out of the Immortal Ruins.

"I entrust Ye Fan's bloodline to you..." Lin Jia said with reluctance, pushing Xiao Zi over and flying in the opposite direction herself, the order patterns in her hand transforming into another daughter as a distraction.

She appeared delicate, but was actually strong-willed; she had a bad feeling from the very beginning.
Longma's eyes turned red at the sight. He thought back to the four black groups on Earth. Back then, when the Immortal Ruins were newly opened and the Heavenly Court was just being established, he, as the Auspicious Spirit, along with the Immoral Taoist, the Black-Hearted Holy Body, and the Dead Dog of the Underworld, swept through the Ancient Tomb Realm. Countless large tombs and holy mausoleums were reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye. What a carefree time that was.

"Damn it, I'm done for!" With a dragon's roar, it trampled the nebula and dragged Ye Zi into the domain gate, even if it meant going to the Dragon Slaying Platform later, it didn't care about life or death.

Qi Luo escorted Lin Jia, Ye Fan's parents, and others, clearing another path.

When he turned around and saw that the disciples of Tianzhi Village had been almost completely killed or wounded, the nearly saintly old man shed two turbid tears of blood, and suddenly seemed to have aged a thousand years.

it's over!
The Heavenly Court, which he had been longing to assassinate, was destroyed, and the fate of the last Heavenly Court master was unknown, leaving only a few people to fugitives to live on the run.

"That's probably what our predecessors felt back then," Qi Luo said with a bitter laugh, his hair stained with the blood of his disciples. This was the second time the sect had been destroyed.

Having lost the supreme killing technique, the Xingzi Secret Manual, and the quasi-emperor-level scepter for the first time, the Heavenly Court ruler of that generation fought a bloody battle in the borderlands, rushing into the forbidden zone in despair.

What will remain this time?
"kill!"

He roared wildly, wielding the Heaven-Swallowing Millstone, charging to the forefront, completely disregarding his own body, and fighting with all his might to kill the great enemies of the human world and hell, carving a bloody path for Ye Fan's family. In this battle, he himself was sublimated in the Dao, striving towards the true position of the Killing Saint.

This moment is like a recurrence of the cycle; the group's destination is the Dark Sacred Cliff in the Central Region!

In the Eastern Wilderness, people were everywhere. Some risked their lives to go to the Northern Region to seek help, hoping to invite the powerful human beings in the Tianxuan Stone Workshop.

"Please, Your Majesty, intervene!"

However, there was no response. The ancient stone archway was cracked, and the starlight from the universe shone in, but Wei Yi was nowhere to be seen.

Everyone's expression changed once again. Even this place had been affected; the strength of the outsiders was far beyond their imagination.

Some people looked outwards and turned towards that direction, only to discover two afterimages in the depths of the desolate starry sky. One of them was using a Dao weapon and was engaged in a fierce battle with an unknown powerhouse. There, it seemed as if the withering and flourishing of plants and trees were being enacted, scene after scene changing. All of this was awe-inspiring, and it was difficult to understand what level of battle it was.

In the eyes of true giants, Wei Yi was at a disadvantage, forced to retreat in the face of a powerful figure from the Ancestral Star of Overlords, with a glaring bloodstain at the corner of his mouth.

Before him, a white tiger, as pale as snow, appeared, its body interwoven with jet-black patterns, shimmering with a dreamlike radiance, as if cast from black and white immortal gold. The tiger's claws were sharp and cold, exuding a terrifying power that could shake the world and easily tear apart the universe.

The aura of a quasi-emperor permeated the air, blotting out the sky and shaking the hearts of everyone present. Even before he had fully recovered, he had already caused everyone to collapse on the spot!

This is not merely a weapon; deep within the Dao weapon resides a white tiger divine form of a quasi-emperor, giving it the characteristic of being alive.

The tiger roared, shaking the mountains and forests. Behind it, all the trees swayed and countless leaves fell. Centered on the white tiger, black ripples appeared one after another, spreading with supreme power. Wei Yi kept dodging, facing danger after danger, and was soon forced into a desperate situation. In this battle, he lost more than he won.

"What a fine Tiger Soul Battle Blade..." Deep within the Divine Silkworm Ridge, the reclusive old silkworm sighed softly. Although Wei Yi was strong, he was powerless against this heaven-defying weapon. He could not intervene in the battle situation and even his own life was about to end.

Inside the Golden Cave, the Ancestral Saint's eyes were cold as he made a judgment: the connections the Holy Body had cultivated in the past were gone, bringing great disaster upon himself.

The waters of this world are far deeper than they imagined!

Thinking of the old man who had visited not long ago, a shadow fell over Huang Jinwang's face.

Even the ancient royal families had to back down at that level. If they really made a move, who in the entire Big Dipper Star Region could stop them?

"boom!"

On the other side, the Hengyu clan's stronghold was also besieged. Figures filled the area, and even the Sun God Furnace was brought out, its flames roaring, and runes of order emerging one after another, filling the mountains and rivers, shattering time and space, leaving the area shrouded in mist. "Sizzle!"

However, a terrifyingly powerful figure still rushed forward, wielding a battle halberd whose light could illuminate the past, present, and future, and engaged in a great confrontation with the Hengyu Furnace, causing the center to tremble violently and resound continuously.

Wherever the ripples pass, everything is killed!

"We have come only for the Holy Body, and we do not wish to be enemies with the Hengyu lineage. You should know my identity. If we were to fight, the Northern Region might be destroyed, and you would all cease to exist." On the purple light road that stretched for tens of thousands of miles, a person radiating precious light spoke peacefully.

This was both a deterrent and a statement of fact, leaving many members of the Hengyu clan looking at each other in bewilderment.

Even the clan's other old sage king hesitated, for the rise and fall of a clan was a matter of utmost importance to everyone.

If it were Yifei who gave the order, even if it meant certain death, he would be the first to step forward, using his remaining bones to build a bridge for those who came after him.

"Just a disciple of Taixu... is it really necessary to go this far?" The old sage of the Jiang family questioned his heart, sighing inwardly, already having the answer in his heart.

He could not risk the entire clan, nor could he invite an unknown enemy to the Heavenly Court. Yifei might have such authority, but given his temperament, he would never use it unless he was acting on the decree of that being.

But he returned the Sun God Furnace...

"It's rare for our clan to produce a prodigy like Yifei in this generation. We can't let him be in a difficult position," the old man muttered to himself, at which moment he voluntarily relinquished control of the Hengyu Furnace.

He will bear the consequences of his actions afterward.

This is the greatest support our clan can offer!
"Thank you!"

At the bottom of the Dragon Transformation Pool in the ancient palace, the white-robed God King, having refined a demigod fruit, opened and closed his eyes. His face bore faint dark patterns and a cold expression. He transformed into an eternal celestial light, soaring into the sky and tearing through the night.

His injuries had healed, and now he was forcibly breaking through the barrier, triggering the Great Saint Tribulation from the eighth level of the Saint King realm. The divine blood within his body became increasingly profound, and a few strands of dark golden luster appeared silently.

Perhaps it would be more accurate to call it the Dark God Body!

"Two tribulations simultaneously?!" The Great Sage in the sky, wielding the Kun Gu Battle Halberd, was shocked. He sensed that the divine body opposite him had reached a new level, and the Primordial Light was radiating, making his expression even colder.

Such a person has the potential to reach the Quasi-Emperor realm in the future, and once fully grown, he will surely shake the world!

However, he could only stop at the realm of Immortal 6.

"To turn against my clan for the sake of a disciple will be the most regrettable decision of your life," said the Great Sage of the Kun Clan.

"You bully the weak because my disciple has obtained the Great Perfection Holy Body inheritance, and your desire to kill him is so fierce. In the end, it is because you are afraid!" Jiang Taixu's white hair was draped over his shoulders, and his words were like a blade, piercing through the thoughts of the Overlord Body lineage, completely disregarding the fact that the person in front of him was a Great Saint of the Ninth Heaven.

The middle-aged man who possessed the supreme artifact shuddered, abruptly raising his head. His purple hair danced wildly, and his gaze was terrifyingly murderous.

In a sense, what the other party said is correct.

The Chen Clan's Sacred Body is one of the nine Sacred Bodies that were invincible throughout the ancient times. In his previous life, he killed the ancestor of the Ao Clan.

Their lineage yearns for invincibility and hopes to recreate the supreme domineering body. However, if the Heavenly Blood of this generation is strong enough to defeat the Holy Body, why would the ancient ancestors in the Ancestral Cave be like this?

A group of Great Saints, and even Quasi-Emperors, broke their seals for him, yet their target was merely a Dao-Slaying ant. He was unsettled; what the other party said was true, perhaps the Ancient Ancestor was truly afraid.

Deep within the dusty ancient texts, in the era when that person from the Chen clan was in power, the Cangtian Baxue lineage nearly disappeared from the world under his oppressive aura, marking the darkest moment in its history.

That person was completely different from the Great Accomplished Holy Body of the past.

What he didn't know was that the ancestor of the Ao clan once said that the Holy Body was a blessing for ordinary people, but for Chen Nan it was a shackle, trapping him before the ultimate realm of the Emperor's Path, with no way forward.

This is the most terrifying curse!

“Hehe...hahaha…” The middle-aged man from the Kun clan laughed, his face cruel. He pressed forward and said, “What is the Holy Body lineage? My ancestors were not the Overlords defeated by the Holy Body, but they killed the Great Accomplished Holy Body head-on and then ruled the world. Not to mention the Holy Body, even your clan once groveled before the Great Accomplished Overlord Body.”

“You’re weak inside, you’re no good!” Jiang Taixu’s words were concise. The Hengyu True Blood within his body revived and merged with the Sun God Furnace, making him as clear and translucent as glass.

"Is that so? Let me see what kind of outstanding figure you are, a descendant of the imperial family."

A great battle broke out, and the two rushed into the outer realms, immediately using forbidden divine arts. The outcome might take hundreds or even thousands of moves to determine, but they hoped to have a result in an instant.

The bone age of middle-aged people in the Kun tribe is absolutely terrifying; they are not as young as they appear on the surface, and their true age is more than seven thousand years ago.

At this moment, he erupted, facing a junior who had just triggered the Great Saint Tribulation. He manifested nine divine forms simultaneously, and the battle halberd above his head merged with him, making him many times more terrifying. The supreme artifact emitted immortal light and struck Jiang Taixu without holding back.

"kill!"

With a clear whistle, Jiang Taixu unleashed a burst of auspicious light from his head, radiating divine brilliance. The Hengyu Imperial Furnace surged forth, overturning its lid, and boundless extreme Dao fire flew out, burning the starry sea.

This weapon was forged by an ancient emperor and has been revived in the hands of a true sage, unleashing boundless power!
This battle has broken out!
The Hengyu Furnace collided with the Great Perfection Overlord Body weapon, blood splattered, and the Xuanwu armor on the middle-aged man of the Kun tribe was ignited and almost destroyed, but he rushed over without looking back.

Behind him, even more blood flowed. Jiang Taixu's Eternal Battle Armor nearly exploded, his flesh and blood shattered, and his left arm almost burst open, with pale bone fragments flying everywhere.

He risked his life, ignited the divine fire, and pushed himself to the brink of despair in order to unlock the flower of the Great Dao on the Immortal Platform.

To fight against all nine heavens from the first level, the only hope lies in divine restriction!
"Is it worth it? You're risking your life like this, while your wife and children are still waiting for you in the Immortal Ruins." A sigh escaped the silence, causing Jiang Taixu's expression to change slightly, but he still did not stop.

The next moment, the dark matter surged, and he almost instantly stood in the forbidden divine domain, unleashing an unprecedented divine might, fighting against a peak expert of the Great Saint Realm...

Deep within the Central Plains, an even more terrifying powerhouse appeared. His gray hair was disheveled, and his body was withered, but at this moment, every pore on his body was overflowing with wisps of Dao energy, like a purple-blooded god. His terrifying power surged to the heavens, faintly merging with the divine halberd of the Northern Region.

"Wei and Cai are nothing to worry about, they will perish in an instant. The only one worth worrying about is Gai Jiuyou..." The quasi-emperor of the Cangtian Baxue lineage spoke indifferently, having made preparations before coming and having calculated almost everything.

Before long, he stood in front of an old house, silently deduced the situation, and then frowned, but could not find any trace of the sick old man.

A moment later, he smiled again. So what if the other party interfered?

The ancient ancestor's decree has been issued. For the sake of a holy body that is not even a saint, he does not believe that Gai Jiuyou would dare to oppose Cangtian Baxue.

"A forbidden realm of gods, what a pity to waste such a talented and beautiful person..." The gray-haired old man saw Jiang Taixu outside the realm, shook his head, and then slowly raised his hand.

(End of this chapter)