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

Chapter 243 The Battle Between the Undying Scripture and the Heaven-Piercing Immortal-Burning Technique
Upon learning the news, the ancient star of the Overlord Body Ancestral Star was shaken, and some things about Yan Ming were revealed, causing a huge uproar.

The cave, shrouded in purple mist, was about to become unsettled, with gusts of wind and thunder emanating from it, as a powerful, battle-hardened body revived.

How many years has it been? That young man has actually come this far.

It was he who challenged Qingyangzi, a Qi cultivator from Kunlun, driving him half-mad.

It was he who issued the decree, a Celestial Ruins Order, mobilizing unparalleled heroes to slaughter the current Heavenly Tyrant and sweep away the ancient path of humanity.

It was he who, holding the array diagram, sat alone on Dayue Slope, facing all the quasi-emperors from all sides with his holy realm, initiating a war, beheading Ao Ling, and emerging bathed in purple blood.

It was he who stood in the forbidden zone, sealed the secrets of heaven, and wielded the Immortal Gourd sword to annihilate the ferocious beast that slays the heavens!

These are just glimpses into Yan Ming's life; much more remains hidden in the shadows, unknown to outsiders.

"boom!"

A tsunami of murderous intent surged from the Bloodthirsty Ancestral Star. Ao Ling and the Heaven-Slaying Beast perished. The identification of the true culprit had a tremendous impact.

Even more shockingly, a quasi-emperor from the Divine Court visited the Light Clan and discussed how to bring back the Divine Refining Pot. Unexpectedly, he learned of a heavenly secret and was greatly astonished.

A prince of the Divine Court has disappeared, suspected of being captured. We wanted to find out who it was, but unfortunately, nothing was left at Dayue Slope. Who could have imagined that the mastermind behind it all was the Dark Heavenly Court, and that Yama King would today transform into a quasi-emperor?

"Ah..." Within the Ao clan, someone wailed, heartbroken that Yan Ming had actually killed their ancestor.

The truth of the past was hidden and circulated only among a small group of people. At this moment, the saint of the Ao clan saw the scene of purple blood staining the blue sky from the chaotic heavenly secrets.

"How did this junior defy the heavens?" Xuanming and Kungu whispered, their voices hoarse and deep, yet they echoed throughout the star field, revealing the supreme beings' anger and killing intent.

Their condition was very wrong; they almost couldn't control their own blood and energy.

This is also why the two disappeared after the great battle—they immediately sealed themselves again, otherwise they might have had their souls taken away by the Boundless Heavenly Venerable, which would have been an unbearable burden.

Kun Gu had a vague impression of Yan Ming before, but hadn't paid much attention to him.

However, the commotion he caused was too great, and now countless powerful figures across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are paying attention.

"In the future, I will soar to great heights, the Golden Crow will slay the Vermilion Bird, and replace me. I will ascend to the throne of Heaven... Heh." This was the soliloquy of the master of the Divine Court, the first time a being of this rank had made such a choice.

In a palace in the Southern Li Dao, a blurry figure sat cross-legged on a sea of ​​flames, surrounded by crimson clouds. He was like an eternal sculpture, never having moved.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, he raised his hand, and a beam of primordial spirit disappeared into the vast starry sky. Everyone saw it. In the center of the Divine Court, imperial might rose, the thirty-three layers of primordial energy celestial river roared, and a dreamlike blue light covered the abyss of this star field, dazzling and intoxicating.

"Ah, the Emperor has been born. He is controlling the Emperor Tower. Is he about to launch an unparalleled war?"

Exclamations rang out, and the depths of the universe trembled.

All the Great Saints and Quasi-Emperors sensed it, and then the ten directions trembled, all races were shocked, and they all saw the Eternal Blue-Gold Tower.

At the same moment, inside the newly born Phoenix Nest, the female quasi-emperor suddenly opened her phoenix eyes, like two bolts of lightning piercing the night sky in the deathly silent dark room.

She stared coldly, then emerged from seclusion, a small, blood-red phoenix fluttering between her brows, and said, "Since there is a future cause and effect, let's settle it completely today!"

With a thunderous roar, she stretched out a jade hand, probing into the vast universe, carrying a wave of destructive power. Her aura was overwhelming, truly containing traces of Emperor Realm fluctuations, representing her astonishing Dao Fruition—standing before the threshold of the Imperial Path, only one step away from the legendary taboo.

"My God! This aura..."

"Another one is about to attain enlightenment!"

As the Blue Gold Pagoda and the woman's giant hand traversed the star field and approached the God Realm, everyone knew that the two giants at the Quasi-Emperor level were about to make their move, giving that amazing young man no chance at all, and intending to kill him with their own hands!
"boom!"

In the depths of the universe, the world was a deep crimson, like the appearance of sunset clouds, or like blood staining the heavens.

That was the smell of blood, followed by a melodious sound, which turned out to be the prelude to the tribulation in ancient times. This supreme technique had become a kind of mark of the heavenly tribulation.

Billions of runes, like particles of light, rose up and surged into the Heavenly Tribulation Palace.

At first, the lightning was silver, but as time went on, it turned crimson. In this terrifying melody, it was faint and indistinct, as if an extremely indistinct sound was coming, making people feel uneasy as if weeds were growing in their hearts, followed by a tearing pain, and finally a feeling of suffocation.

"The years have passed..."

This is an unknown call, its source too ancient. Even an ancient quasi-emperor who has lived for nine thousand years could only roughly determine that it was an ancient phrase from the early mythological era.

Yan Ming bathed in the light of calamity and fought amidst a sea of ​​thunder.

With immortality as his foundation and imperial blood as his support, he unlocked the treasures within his body, unleashing the potential of the fire path, determined to transform into a quasi-emperor today!
To outsiders, the Immortal Ruins are a place of exceptional beauty, with a supreme being slumbering, two wondrous locations, a forest of imperial weapons, and celestial herbs taking root—a place of unparalleled splendor.

But Yan Ming knew that all of this originated from the flames of the ancient universe!

The Dark Ages began, and with the resurgence of the Supreme Being deep within the Immortal Ruins, his status was declining. In this era of great strife, he needed to rise rapidly and needed the power of the Imperial Path; otherwise, all the beauty would ultimately be nothing but a mirage, easily shattered.

If the Holy Cliff's affinity made him complacent, the other's subtle attitude warned Yan Ming that he needed to change this disadvantage as soon as possible.

Even when facing the Dao Embryo Empress of the Ancient Era, he remained unchanged, unwilling to be controlled by others, and even less willing to be subservient to anyone. Deep down, he harbored an unyielding spirit, yearning for great battles, yearning for blood and fire!

"Boom!"

At this moment, thunder roared within Yan Ming's body, and a deafening sound resounded. One door after another opened within his body, the five great secret realms shone, the Yin-Yang life and death transformation of the Sea of ​​Wheels in his abdomen occurred, and his entire body blazed with intense heat, as if immortal fire was burning the heavens.

The world moved accordingly, and the sound of bloodline resonated through the nebula, spreading throughout the azure sky and the earth.

The Dao existed before Heaven and Earth, and the universe and starry sky bear the imprints of all living beings throughout history. Yan Ming appeared here, and things related to him appeared during the tribulation he was fighting against.

"Buzz!"

Deep within the sea of ​​thunder, terrifying drops of blood flowed down.

Finally, deep within the ancient celestial palace, the nine wandering figures shattered and converged in one place, as if undergoing a rearrangement. A beam of light suddenly fell, incredibly real, with a body of radiant gold, magnificent long feathers, and terrifying eyes. Behind its head, a golden sun blazed, radiating raging flames that seemed capable of igniting the heavens. Its celestial beauty was awe-inspiring; it truly possessed immortality—all so real.
"Based on my perception, is it a tribulation of lightning or a tribulation of inner demons...?" Yan Ming discerned a secret of heaven.

He suspected that this might be an ancient golden crow, surpassing the descendants of the end times. Whether it was the fire crow or the sun crow of the Holy Spirit lineage, they all paled in comparison to this golden crow, which had a bloodline many times richer than the so-called purest bloodline!
Possibly a descendant of a true immortal!

In this world, anything involving immortality is the greatest taboo!

"Is it imitating me, or imitating the Golden Crow of the Immortal Ancient Era?" Yan Ming was not afraid. On the contrary, his blood was surging and he had an urge to look up to the sky and cry out.

He ascended to the heavens, his unwavering faith unshaken, and immediately launched the attack recorded in the ancient immortal techniques.

He activated the profound mysteries recorded in the Immortal Scripture, which underwent changes, involving the immortal crane divine form, which was as white as silver, shining with the wings of the golden crow, and carrying astonishing runes, tearing through the sky.

At this moment, only a cross of celestial light remained in the world. It was the great divine power inscribed by the Immortal King, which annihilated darkness, broke through chaos, and could destroy everything.

"Hey!"

Inside the Thunder Tribulation Palace, the ancient golden crow's eyes were icy cold as it soared into the sky, filling the heavens with its power.

In an instant, the true blood, as brilliant as dark immortal gold, ignited, and the Heaven-Burning Immortal Technique manifested. At this moment, it burned the heavens, with raging flames surging, as if it really wanted to burn this degenerate world to ashes, its power boundless.

This is the Golden Crow burning the sky!

This means that this golden crow possesses the immortal technique of "Heaven-Sweeping Immortal Burning Art," which is invisible to the mortal world but has been imprinted by the Heavenly Dao and is now manifesting. It even has a more comprehensive grasp of this technique than Yan Ming, and it involves the complex changes that follow.

In the clash between the two immortal scriptures, Yan Ming focused his essence, energy, and spirit, fully interpreting the Undying Scripture, silently stepping into the divine forbidden realm, and fighting against the ancient golden crow from the most ancient times.

Meanwhile, the Golden Crow, possessing an even more complete ancient immortal technique, also reached the divine barrier and retaliated, causing the sun, moon, and stars to change color, surpassing all others in the world.

A great battle broke out, a fierce collision more dangerous than facing the quasi-imperial capital. With no external support, the place was cracked and collapsed, filled with ghostly wails and howls, and all the lightning was scattered.

Invincible laws and terrifying doctrines were constantly unfolding, shaking the heavens and bringing forth vast swathes of calamity.

The Lingbao Heavenly Venerable's Bitter Sea, Dao Palace, the life source land transformed from the Four Extremes, and other affiliated star fields all felt immense pressure. That aura was too terrifying, rushing into the Quasi-Emperor's domain like a vast ocean, flowing uncontrollably for thousands of miles.

"What a magnificent golden crow! The altar, which has been transformed into gold by the Dao Tribulation, is a rare and extraordinary calamity throughout history."

"Haha, thousands of years ago, there was also a Golden Crow undergoing the ninth level of the Quasi-Emperor Heaven Tribulation, but its Great Dao Immortal Platform was injured. This clan has such great fortune, with powerful figures emerging one after another."

Several supreme beings sent out their divine thoughts. They had not completely fallen asleep all these years. This life was too special. Even those as transcendent as them needed to pay attention to the Heavenly Heart Position in this life. Naturally, they would not underestimate any seed that truly had the potential to attain enlightenment.

Clearly, Yan Ming, having reached the Quasi-Emperor realm, was qualified to come into their sights!
He is a descendant of the ancient royal family of the Holy Spirit, a member of the royal fire spirit clan of the ancient era... He has many causal lines on his body, including those of a great emperor, an ancient emperor, and a celestial venerable from the mythological era.

"This is truly extraordinary. I've never even seen such a divine power in mythology!" Ancient beings cast their gazes from within the Immortal Tomb Forbidden Zone.

As a figure who has existed since the mythological era, the Celestial Venerable of Immortality is a man of few words, often going tens of thousands of years without uttering a single word. Very few things in this world can touch his heart.

But Yan Ming is an exception.

The master of the forbidden zone had once discussed the Dao face-to-face with the supreme ancient venerable of the Holy Spirit Clan and had a deep understanding of the Golden Crow of the Sun. It was because of this that he sighed, knowing that an ancestral being had been born in this life, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

The Immortal Mountain also trembled, and deep within it, several people stood outside a cave, where green and gold light shimmered and auspicious clouds cascaded down like a waterfall.

"So what if the Dao Tribulation Gold Forged Immortal Platform? Before the true Holy Spirit Supreme, all can be killed!" Forbidden Zone Master spoke, his body shrouded in dark light.

"The truly strong are the human. The Chaos Body perished first. Even the Immortal Tear Green Gold Holy Spirit might not be able to surpass the Chaos Body. But that one perished, killed twice by the Heavenly Venerable, and his Dao was completely extinguished."

An elderly person spoke up, seemingly offering words of comfort.

The forbidden area leader remained indifferent, but as he looked at the green-gold mass in the cave, he sighed inwardly.

Time waits for no one. This lifetime seems to offer a glimpse into immortality, but unfortunately, the invincible seed of the Undying Mountain is still in its infancy, and there is still an extremely long time before it reaches the Great Perfection.

If the spirit within the cave were to emerge, even a powerful figure like Yama would be forced to retreat.

after all……

That person is powerful because he inherited the bloodline of the previous emperor and was extremely fortunate to awaken a part of the Immortal Golden Platform. When he reaches the Great Perfection of the Nine Heavens, he may be able to completely transform his skull into Immortal Golden, and his primordial spirit will become extremely powerful.

"boom!"

Beyond the realm, accompanied by a terrifying cry of a crow, two great worlds collided. In a daze, this place blurred, and the dim world seemed to return to that chaotic era, where the golden crow cried and the emperor fell.

This is the ultimate collision!

Even Yan Ming hadn't expected that his opponent had mastered a nearly complete forbidden manual, while he only had a fragmented version, putting him at a disadvantage from the start. But he still charged forward, his belief unwavering and steadfast.

Beneath the terrifying waterfall of thunder and fire, the ancient golden crow forged from celestial runes vanished, shattered by the crow's cry and the dark shadow of the crane.

In the end, only a bloodstained head remained, suspended in the sea of ​​lightning. Flesh and blood melted away on its forehead, revealing bone, which emitted a golden light of tribulation, illuminating the heavens.

This is Yan Ming. Although severely injured, he has withstood the attack. His immortal embryo remains intact, and he possesses an astonishing divine aura.

"The true era of the fallen emperor? No, it's still about scattered techniques. If it were a complete technique, I might completely disintegrate." Yan Ming murmured, feeling this more and more as he evolved.

He used the secret of the word "He," and his body was reborn, reconstructing the body of the Holy Spirit.

The Immortal Golden Crow has vanished, but the endless heavenly tribulations and lightning still remain, rumbling above and shaking the vast star field.

Yan Ming stood beneath the vast sky, contemplating the insights gained from the tribulation lightning. These were the true mysteries of the Golden Crow Clan, which could only be glimpsed within the imprint of the heavenly tribulation.

"It's done. The golden crow formed by the merging of the nine humanoid lightning bolts has dissipated. His body has withstood the test." In a distant star field, a quasi-emperor whispered, "The calamity has come to an end."

As for the subsequent trials of the primordial spirit, the endless tribulations, they might be troublesome for others, but for the fire spirit who possesses the Golden Immortal Platform of the Dao Tribulation!
As everyone knows, the most terrifying thing about the Heavenly Court Master is his primordial spirit killing move. His Daoist thoughts are boundless, and he has opened up the path to the Immortal Platform, thus attaining the status of a great sage in the primordial spirit path.

The "Former Word Secret" technique, which severs the soul, has been used deep within the starry sky. His primordial spirit path is no weaker than his physical body technique.

(End of this chapter)