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

Chapter 242 The Ancient Emperor's Killing Intent Deep Within the Immortal Mine, Wang Teng's Lament

A wisp of celestial light cleanses the heavens!

At this moment, the other shore trembled, and a vast expanse of five-colored immortal clouds soared into the sky, forming a terrifying field in the starry sky. Fragments of the Great Dao of Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth spun around that figure.

Ten suns illuminating the heavens, a golden Fusang tree, a great sun containing a true crow, a celestial sun holding a bell... These terrifying phenomena belonging to the True Yang Path, as recorded in ancient books, all appeared at this moment, roaring and surging with auspicious energy, as if the cycle of human reincarnation was taking place, or as if the world was being reborn.

Just as Yan Ming was burning brightly and about to ignite the Quasi-Emperor Flame, breaking through the shackles, the Dao track of the Five Elements Continent beneath him flipped and flew into the high sky, with five divine beings faintly appearing and disappearing.

At the same time, the five secret realms of the Tribulation Transcender also stirred, and wisps of divine essence rose from his body, condensing above his head along with his spirit and energy. Life essence surged like water, and within light-years, all the earth veins trembled. It was incomparably sacred, and rosy clouds danced across the sky, manifesting the nine heavens.

"Bury my old body, and I will see my true self!"

Yan Ming's eyes opened and closed, and his Daoist voice resounded in all directions.

On his head, in the center of the golden Immortal Platform Bone formed by the Dao Tribulation, the dazzling little figure was entangled by the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, bathed in the Dao Runes and immortal!
This is the profound meaning of the Immortal Scripture, refined to this day, making this fiery body supremely strong and holy, reaching an extreme, and knocking on the threshold of an eternal monument!
The human body is divided into Yin and Yang. The Dao takes the Yang, which is the tangible body that people see.

If we take its yin aspect, it will extend outwards, involving a bit of the true fire of the Sendai.

That place is also where the physical body and the primordial spirit meet, like the divine bridge in the secret realm of the sea of ​​reincarnation. Only by crossing the sea of ​​suffering and opening the divine spring can one build the bridge and reach the other shore. Many concepts in cultivation lead to the same goal through different paths!
Numerous strange flames melted and burned the imperial bloodline's fiery body, engulfing it. This place became increasingly mysterious and unpredictable, as if an invisible immortal sword embryo was slashing and continuing the innate gestation.

For a hundred breaths, Yan Ming was in this state of transformation. There were many dark gold particles under his feet. These were the waste bones and residual blood squeezed out after the transformation, which turned into light mist after being burned and condensed into a more powerful orderly substance.

Once the karmic fire subsided, a spark of innate, indestructible golden flame burst forth, crystal clear and dazzling, illuminating the vast domain transformed by the Heavenly Venerable.

Hidden yet seemingly unobstructed, a quasi-emperor's light emanates, illuminating the heavens!

"One foot has stepped into the Quasi-Emperor realm. That young man who knocked on the gate, is he about to prove his Dao?" On an ancient mountain in the center of the Divine Realm, an old man was startled. Behind him, the branches of the ancient tree of life stretched out vigorously, and the leaves of the tree were green and crystal clear, shining brightly, as if they were cast from pieces of green immortal gold, dazzling and brilliant.

This is the ruler of the divine realm, a great saint who has lived two lives. With the blessing of the spiritual treasure array diagram and the power of faith, he can falsely hold the position of a quasi-emperor and is invincible under the starry sky.

His invincible reign ended in that great battle decades ago!

The God was astonished. After the four swords of the Spirit Treasure were taken by the nameless expert, the God Realm was also impacted. A terrifying being walked among humans, almost forcing him to the brink of despair. However, at the critical moment, the other party withdrew and did not do anything unspeakable.

That young man with black hair and golden eyes, whose bone age was terrifying, used a single killing sword to fight against the divine array diagram, killing him until he bled profusely and almost disintegrated.

If it weren't for the protection of his ocean of mental energy, the opponent might have truly been able to kill a god!

"How could it be so fast..." Her face paled, her gray hair was disheveled and danced wildly in the wind, and her eyes had a captivating quality.

He had a hunch that if that person were to achieve the quasi-emperor position, he might lose the Divine Array Diagram forever, and without the Supreme Artifact to suppress his fortune, this great domain was destined to collapse.

The magnificent mountains and rivers of this land are so beautiful, yet countless treacherous officials and villains have sought to seize control of the sacred mountain and the ancient tree of life!
This terrifying future greatly angered the god, who subconsciously wanted to activate the Supreme Array to kill the opponent and completely eliminate this major threat.

But when the time came, he hesitated and held back!

That dark sword light, which melted the Yin and transformed the extreme Yang into its light, left an indelible impression on him.

If things don't go smoothly, that powerful figure will definitely unleash a swift and decisive purge, and he and his descendants are destined to be slaughtered. The success rate is far lower than the possibility of failure; does he dare to gamble on that outcome?
Therefore, after much agonizing, God was only angered, his hair stood on end, and the surrounding void continued to shatter.

One of the most loyal maids came along the path, trembling with fear. She knelt down and kowtowed to the altar, saying, "Your Majesty, the demon from beyond the realm is undergoing tribulation. Perhaps we can use a supreme artifact to strike it."

"You lowly servant, are you teaching me how to do things?" The god looked at her coldly, his whole body radiating light, and the dazzling divine halo around him surged down like a vast ocean.

With a soft "poof," the maid turned into a cloud of blood mist, which dissipated in the wind and disappeared without a trace.

"You want me to fight that person while the mastermind watches the outcome? You're nothing but a clown!" The majestic voice of the god resounded throughout the divine realm, causing everyone to tremble.

This overwhelming divine power made people feel his strength, like an insurmountable monument, eternally standing above the altar, dominating the eight directions.

Inside a secret hall, someone looked up, dark particles flowing in their eyes, and gazed at the supreme and holy emperor, their emotions fluctuating at this near-quasi-emperor level aura.

"In terms of combat power alone, he is stronger than that old Teng Snake in the depths of the starry sky." This was a handsome man with a refined and elegant demeanor, exuding a pure and ethereal aura, like a celestial being descended to earth. He truly possessed that kind of aura.

After a moment, Yao Guang shook his head slightly, knowing that the scene before him was an illusion. It was because of the divine array diagram of Lingbao Tianzun. In terms of true cultivation, that Teng Snake had gone much further and had the hope of breaking through the Quasi-Emperor level.

Although the gods of the divine realm possess the immortal tree that grants them a second life, they are nothing more than skeletons in a tomb.

Perhaps today, or perhaps tomorrow, the other party will most likely be killed by the Heavenly Court's giants, their blood staining the starry sky. This scene originally happened decades ago.

However, when it comes to the Celestial Venerable lineage of the mythological era, which one had the great willpower to choose to stop the fighting and withdraw the foot that had stepped into the sacred mountain?

Who else could resist the temptation of a mature, immortal tree?

"That lord rose to power too quickly; no one in this world can rival him. However, I can be considered the second best in the world." Yao Guang's voice was not very loud, and stone chips fell behind him, accompanied by a gray haze.

It was a small world, with stone coffins hanging upside down, jade bones lying inside. It was a branch of the ancient history of the divine realm, which had once been glorious and produced a god, but it fell into ruin in the last 100,000 years. Its descendants lost in the power struggle and were all killed, leaving nothing behind.

Having spent half a century refining corpses here, Yao Guang, upon learning everything, could only sigh softly. That lord... was far too merciful; his repeated moves were merely to spare the Divine Realm from bloodshed and fire...

At this moment, outside the Divine Realm, in that area of ​​transformation, a massive bolt of lightning, like celestial light, illuminated the dark and cold universe, causing the vast and boundless starry sky to tremble. There, a figure like a god or demon stood tall, his golden eyes facing the heavens, his black hair flying wildly, standing amidst the lightning.

Having survived the Tribulation of Burning Bones, the second trial was the Tribulation of Heaven. Yan Ming began chanting incantations, and countless symbols lit up within the heavens, as one portal after another opened.

With a loud boom, a dazzling beam of chaotic immortal light flew in from beyond the realm, slicing through the dark universe, piercing through the boundless, cold star field, and directly descending upon the outer edge of the God Realm.

"What is that?!" "It's the Chaos Bell of the Dark Heavenly Court!"

Many powerful figures witnessed this extraordinary sight and were so shocked that they uttered these words, their bodies trembling.

A divine bell, dazzlingly purple and sparkling, entwined with chaotic light, emanated an eternal Daoist charm, illuminating a corner of the universe, and rapidly descended towards the tribulation site, its divine might stretching for billions of miles.

During the process, a Dao thought suddenly appeared, spreading out wisps of quasi-emperor-level pressure, causing the Great Sage to tremble. Even as the patriarch of a region, he couldn't help but avoid it; it was too terrifying. The bell wave spread, and the entire Zhou Tian star sea trembled.

"The owner of the Chaos Bell is undergoing the Quasi-Emperor Tribulation!"

"He actually got to this point. In just over a century, he's about to be established as a quasi-emperor. Even if he's a Holy Spirit, it's still too incredible!"

Inside the penalty area, some people exclaimed in amazement; even they had to admire him.

Deep within the Primordial Ancient Mine, an ancient powerhouse opened his eyes, his gaze cold and indifferent, and looked up towards the outer realm.

“It’s a fellow Daoist from Blood Phoenix Mountain. I never expected to awaken in this life.” A revived ancient emperor spoke, sensing a similar fluctuation.

"I have a karmic connection with that junior, and although it doesn't involve me, it is still intolerable."

The Primordial Immortal Mine, at its center known as the First Land of Creation, is able to almost perfectly isolate time. Therefore, many imperial experts slumber within it, ranking first on the forbidden zone list, having defied the creation of heaven and earth.

"Go and retrieve that bronze artifact. It can connect with the cause and effect, and someone will take action then." Such an indifferent voice came from the immortal mine. After the ancient emperor finished speaking, he closed his cold eyes and remained silent once more.

Meanwhile, the creature beside them bowed respectfully, amidst the billowing mist; it was the mount of the ancient emperor before his self-immolation.

This person emerged from the divine source and was actually a dark ancient dragon, its entire body pitch black, stepping on water, wind, earth, and fire, divine and majestic, surrounded by dragon energy.

A special ancient artifact was brought out. It was dull and had no luster. It lay quietly deep in the immortal mine. Its entire body was engraved with various patterns, including birds, beasts, fish, insects, the sun, moon, and stars, as well as the shadows of immortal spirits. It seemed to be a product of the chaotic ancient times.

It was covered in black grime, like the blood of immortals or the tears of immortals, making it unforgettable at first sight.

In the forbidden zone, a celestial artifact was activated. It could communicate the cause and effect of all heavens and was said to be able to calculate the fate of all living beings below the ultimate Dao.

The bronze vessel was placed on an altar, with drops of quasi-emperor's blood on it. The black dragon had personally performed a blood sacrifice, and soon the area blurred, forming a void rift. A special wave spread out, rushing towards the vast universe.

Then, a corner of the ancient artifact broke off, and the creatures within the restricted area retreated and left.

Deep within the starry sky, some of the most terrifying beings beneath forbidden zones were awakened and were far from calm. Sensing the flow of calamity, their spiritual platforms showed signs of collapse. These were all quasi-emperors of immense power.

Among them were even cultivators on the verge of enlightenment from the Ninth Heaven, who had been slumbering within the Divine Source. They were awakened, and with them, a Phoenix Nest appeared, from which a burst of flames rose, like crimson blood swirling around, bursting forth with brilliant light, as if a celestial phoenix was about to be reborn. This shook the entire starry sky.

"Will someone who comes after me become an obstacle to my enlightenment? Is it a nightmare, or a real future?" A clear voice rang out, like a young girl's whisper, and possessed a strange magic.

The beautiful woman in the Phoenix Nest frowned. In that hazy future, an invincible quasi-emperor from the fifth heaven cleaved the Phoenix Nest with his sword. The female quasi-emperor below had eyes wide open in horror, her face filled with terror and a trace of crimson blood. She looked pitifully weak.

That person was exactly like her, which made the Immortal Queen's expression cold and unable to calm down.

"The Human Emperor's Seal was stolen, it turns out it was the work of that fire spirit. Slaughtering an entire lineage, it was truly unscrupulous." Someone smiled. This was an old man of the seventh level of heaven who possessed the true blood of the Gluttonous Beast.

"Indeed amazing, to be able to challenge for Quasi-Emperor at such a young age."

In a star field, an ordinary-looking man shook his head. He looked very ordinary, with nothing special about him, and could not be described as heroic, but he had a kind of aura that made people feel at ease.

Plain and simple, ordinary and unpretentious.

This was none other than the Yellow Emperor, one of the four great generals who attained enlightenment and was considered the most outstanding figure among the Qi cultivators of the pre-Qin period!
Beside him was a dazed and confused man. If a powerful expert from Flying Immortal Star were here, he would definitely be shocked, because the man once had a illustrious reputation.

No one could have imagined that the Qingyang clan, which had unleashed boundless carnage before the Ninefold Imperial Pass, would be taken away by the Yellow Emperor, restoring a brief period of peace. But that was all there was to it; a complete restoration would be extremely difficult.

"Father, Qingyang has fallen to this state entirely because of that person," a voice rang out, filled with hostility.

The Yellow Emperor shook his head without responding, but instead looked towards the direction of the great calamity in the distance, his gaze deep and unfathomable.

Even Yan Ming was unaware that some of the causes and effects involving him were beginning to leak out. A piece of heavenly secret was intercepted, and some people who had originally perished in the long river of time inexplicably developed malice in their hearts and could no longer tolerate it.

In short, news of his tribulation spread throughout the heavens and the lands, having a great impact. The older generation was discussing it, while the younger generation seemed to have been hit over the head, stunned and falling into endless depression.

Wang Teng, trapped on the ancient road of exile, was in agony and roared angrily at the starry sky.

"Father, Mother... Ah!" Large drops of bloody tears rolled down his face. Wang Teng thought of his relatives and Beiyuan, those people and things that he would never see again.

This was his obsession, something he was obsessed with all the time. After receiving information about the mastermind behind it all, he was consumed by hatred.

"I am not reconciled to establishing the Heavenly Court and manifesting the forbidden zone. I want to kill those people with my own hands. I want to kill those culprits with my own hands!" Wang Teng roared. He suffered an unimaginable defeat in the depths of the starry sky. Among those defeated were several people from the Immortal Ruins. After defeating him, they did not care at all and regarded him as a blade of grass by the roadside.

On that remote star, many people heard Wang Teng's madman-like voice. He seemed to have gone insane, his human form disheveled, with dense demonic energy emanating from his forehead.

Everything he had was destroyed by the Holy Cliff!

But the cliff lord there is now about to be promoted to quasi-emperor, transforming into a peerless figure high above all others, which is unbearable!

His revenge seemed a distant prospect, and the thought of all this drove Wang Teng to utter madness.

(End of this chapter)