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

Chapter 301 The Emperor is indeed extraordinary. Does he think he is the only one worthy of respect in the nine heavens and ten earths?
In the courtyard, there is another plant, the Demon God Flower. The flower has withered and it will take 50,000 years to bloom again. It was transplanted here by An Miaoyi.

"You've arrived." An Miaoyi was also there, breathing in the essence of heaven and earth. Over the years, she had been bathed in darkness, and her potential had been fully unleashed. Now she had attained the Supreme Sage status and was a hidden master in the Dark Heavenly Court.

Yan Ming stayed here for a day. Over the years, his descendants have developed rapidly, but there have also been some negative trends.

Some of the Golden Crows of the Imperial Blood, taking advantage of the Heavenly Court's power, acted recklessly and created numerous calamities.

In the mansion of Liu Jinwu, the concubines were fiercely fighting. A nine-tailed fox suddenly rose to prominence and won the favor of the mansion master. The female saint of the Yang lineage of the Dao clan was at a disadvantage and was deliberately neglected. According to information obtained from Zongwangwei, someone had already begun to take action to make the principal wife disappear.

There are also two fifth-generation descendants of the Golden Crow who are hostile to each other. The two half-brothers fought on the life-and-death arena. The loser was nearly killed, and the other wanted to finish him off, but was stopped by the saints. After going mad, he caused chaos in the life-and-death domain, and was finally suppressed by the imperial artifact and imprisoned in the heavenly prison...

When a group becomes large, some things are hard to avoid.

Yan Ming sighed inwardly, spoke with An Miaoyi for a while, and then the maid in the palace left...

One night in Chang'an.

The next day, as dawn broke, a bird carrying jade flew in, signaling another royal incident that even the prince dared not judge.

The incident occurred in the territory of the Great Golden Crow. His fourth-generation direct descendant became a Saint King and was granted the title of King Ping, ruling over an ancient domain. Upon reaching adulthood, he married a female member of the Daoyan lineage and gave birth to a legitimate son. Fifteen years later, the crown prince underwent a coming-of-age ceremony and was betrothed to a stone maiden of the Anpu lineage.

The destruction of the Immortal Mountain affected Anpu, who was banished to the edge of chaos. His descendants were terrified and at a loss.

King Ping, captivated by the beauty of the stone maiden and bewitched by his favorite ministers, took her as his concubine and distanced himself from the crown prince.

"Yan Yi is incompetent. What is he good for? He can't even manage his descendants. Such absurd things have happened, making him a laughingstock to the world." Yan Ming cursed loudly from his jade bed. Such a thing actually happened in his clan. He immediately issued an edict to depose the wicked King Ping who had usurped his daughter-in-law and to strictly urge the Great Golden Crow to make internal reforms.

"I hope Your Majesty will calm your anger." An Miaoyi, wearing only a thin dress, breathed softly, her skin pink and delicate, reflecting a radiant glow after being moisturized.

She was the only daughter in her family, and the only son in her second generation, so she had never had this kind of trouble, but hearing about it by chance still caused her some ripples.

"Blinded by greed, even as a king, he can still do such a thing." Yan Ming climbed out of the gentle embrace, and An Miaoyi dressed him and adjusted his crown.

He was furious. Seeing Ye Zhi Qiu, he could see the whole picture from a single glimpse. He knew that the descendants of the Ten Golden Crows were hiding many things from him.

The true nature of the Golden Crow lineage is still unclear.

Once the imperial bloodline is passed down, in some ways it surpasses even the blood of the Heavenly Tyrant, and may even be more arrogant and mad. Expecting descendants to behave themselves is wishful thinking.

But one code equals another.

Some taboos are red lines; crossing them must be dealt with seriously.

It seems he has been in seclusion all these years, and he has been too gentle with his descendants.

"Summon the three princes to receive the imperial decree," Yan Ming said. "Bring that beast here and let Yan Yi personally punish him." As he spoke, two beams of divine light shot out from his golden eyes, condensing into true black jade, and engraved a mark on the paper covered with golden patterns.

"Why go to such lengths? They are, after all, descendants of the eldest son."

Jiang Tingting arrived and glanced at the imperial edict. The murderous aura in the characters was too strong, clearly indicating a trend of execution, far more than just abolishing the title.

Yan Ju has excellent qualities. He entered the fifth level of the game after fifty years and has the potential to become a near-emperor. He is considered one of the best among the fifth-generation descendants of Yan Ming and Jiang Tingting. Otherwise, he would not have been able to be crowned a king and guard the planet Jupiter.

The Heavenly Court's higher-ups were preparing to select a group of elites to be sealed away for future generations, and Yan Ju's name was on the list.

“If it were anything else, I could forgive him, but not this time. We must nip it in the bud. His actions have led him to his death,” Yan Ming said coldly, not wanting to hear Jiang Tingting’s pleas for mercy.

The latter sighed and didn't ask any more questions. She knew that her grandson must have broken a taboo. The Ten Golden Crows were her offspring and all her descendants.

Previously, a fratricidal incident occurred among the descendants of the second son, which was considered extremely rebellious. That little fellow had a strong personality and swung his sword at his father for the sake of his deceased mother. The two legitimate sons who were bathed in dark matter, along with a hundred-year-old fourth-generation Golden Crow, were actually no match for the opponent and were almost wiped out.

Later, the young man went half-mad, facing more than ten saints alone, and nearly caused a bloodbath.

From any perspective, this is a terrible thing to do.

When Yan Ming found out, he granted Yan Ming a special pardon, sparing Yan Ming's life but imprisoning him in the imperial jail. Anyone with eyes could see that this was a lenient decision...

Jupiter, the Palace of the True King.

This royal palace was built in a very ancient style, engraved with sun runes. It contained a world within, with clouds and mist floating around, very peaceful and serene. The divine runes on the floating island were filled with quasi-royal level pressure, as deep and vast as the sea, and were written by the Great Golden Crow himself.

As a prince of the Heavenly Court and a direct descendant of Yan Ming, Yan Ju holds an extremely noble position.

When he was born, the ancient ancestor had already achieved great success, quelled the most terrifying dark turmoil in history, suppressed the Heavenly Venerable, defeated the Ancient Emperor, and buried the Human Emperor. His prestige was unprecedented.

Even when the Green Emperor was alive, he never had such prestige!
As a primary star in the solar system, Jupiter holds a special position, with quasi-emperors and great sages residing there, while Yanju serves as the central link for the royal family.

The Pingwang Mansion was frequented by Great Saints, and even welcomed Quasi-Emperors. With the Ancient Ancestor becoming invincible, everyone knew that the Yan Ming clan would also rise to prominence. As a direct descendant, Yan Ju's status was self-evident.

Even the Great Sage was eager to win him over and wanted to become his disciple.

At this moment, on the main seat deep within the royal palace, a young man dressed in a magnificent golden robe was flipping through a tattered ancient imperial scripture, and couldn't help but shake his head: "Although it is a forbidden great technique, it is still inferior to my clan's Heaven-Piercing Immortal-Burning Technique."

He was handsome, and his every move exuded a kingly aura. He was surrounded by a large group of people.

In the next seat, a woman with a thin veil on her face sat quietly cross-legged, unconcerned even by Yan Ju's rude remarks, knowing how terrifying the ancient ancestor behind this man was.

In a sense, the other party wasn't wrong; that person's cultivation techniques and secret arts were stronger than the Ancient Emperor's Scripture.

This young man's ancestor once unleashed this power during the dark turmoil, truly possessing the power to burn the heavens and annihilate immortals, thereby killing the ancient supreme being who had reached the pinnacle of sublimation, and can be called the strongest holy spirit in history.

"Having the strength of a Heavenly King for fifty years is still acceptable in this great era, but in terms of the concentration of imperial blood, it's nothing special. It's just relying on the heaven-defying technique created by that one." Although the Stone Maiden was dissatisfied in her heart, she remained calm on the surface and chuckled, "Your Highness has paid homage to the Heavenly Emperor and has an extremely noble birth. A mere scroll of incomplete scripture is naturally not worthy of your attention."

Her voice was melodious, and as a woman in a marriage alliance, she was intelligent and quick-witted, knowing exactly what she wanted.

If she hadn't been born too late and missed the first marriage procession, with her beauty, she might have caught the eye of one of the Ten Golden Crows and entered the mansion of such a powerful figure.

As for now, the Great Golden Crow has already become a Quasi-Emperor, the Second Golden Crow is in seclusion, and the offspring of that one have basically all grown up.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, a sudden change occurred. Dark light descended from the sky, and dark gold runes spread out, almost sealing off the royal palace.

Who comes here?
"You dare to trespass into the True King's Palace without a visiting card? Do you know the consequences?"

Several saintly kings rose into the air from the crowd. A subject who has disgraced his lord must die. Such a phenomenon could not be ignored. Even the great saintly crow spirit in the royal palace showed signs of emerging from seclusion.

Unexpectedly, the deep beam of light landed directly in front of the golden-robed youth, releasing the aura of a quasi-emperor that shook people's hearts.

In an instant, everyone in the mansion trembled with fear, feeling the oppressive power of the Great Golden Crow. They all lost their footing and were about to kneel down.

"Ata."

King Ping's pupils contracted, not expecting that the person who came was his great-grandfather. He quickly kowtowed, and his relatives also knelt down in a dense mass. They never expected to meet the leader of the Ten Golden Crows under such circumstances.

"Let's call him Great-Grandfather. You've gotten yourself into big trouble this time." Yan shook his head. He was quite fond of this descendant, but he couldn't protect him at this moment.

Yan Ju's expression changed instantly. His primordial spirit quickly processed the situation, eliminating all unfavorable factors, and he realized what the so-called great calamity was.

"Ah Tai, could it be that the Ancient Ancestor wants to capture me for the sake of this marriage alliance? It was a consensual affair between a man and a woman, and I am innocent." His face was pale. As a Saint King, he had once traveled to the border star regions to suppress alien rebellions. His methods were ruthless, and he had taken the lives of several Saint Kings at the ninth level. He was not afraid of even Great Saints and dared to fight them with his blood.

But when faced with the source of his own lineage, he couldn't muster any will to resist.

And the ancient ancestors are even more despair-inducing.

"Take it away."

Yan Yi didn't say much, knowing that this was a bad precedent and that the instigator was destined to be severely punished.

With a flick of his sleeve, he took Yanju away.

"So you're that woman? You're quite attractive; no wonder you could bewitch Yan Ju." The Great Golden Crow's eyes were cold; personally capturing his own descendant was not a pleasant feeling.

Wherever his gaze fell, the stone woman in the hall immediately broke out in a cold sweat, trembling all over, feeling as if her body was about to collapse.

"Pfft!"

She lost control and collapsed to the ground.

The others in the hall were horrified and increasingly fearful; this was definitely a major case.

"You schemed and plotted to climb the social ladder, thinking you could fool me? Anpu was a hero of his time, how could he have a descendant like you?" the Great Golden Crow said.

“An exile…what can I cling to? I am but a reed drifting in the wind, with no other choice.”

The stone maiden withstood the pressure and defended herself. She knew that if she admitted it, death would be certain, without exception, because this entire clan would not let her go. The Great Golden Crow stared at her coldly for a long time before leaving, ultimately without making a move.

Anpu harbored feelings for him.

The stone woman nearly shattered, drenched in cold sweat, and collapsed to the ground, all her previous charm gone, leaving her only in a sorry state.

The handling of Yan Ju's case was very low-key, with few people involved, but all of them were strong members of the clan.

The atmosphere was solemn as everyone watched him being pressed down, his physical body shattered by the Great Golden Crow himself, and his primordial spirit thrown into the Sea of ​​Reincarnation to experience nightmare reincarnation, going to the most terrifying battlefield to experience the most desperate situation.

If one can achieve the Supreme Realm and complete the Nine Heavens, one will be spared death; otherwise, one will die in the desolate wilderness of the Nine Heavens during the Immortal Ancient Era…

After the execution, the ten golden crows dispersed, and the remaining nearly a thousand clansmen also left, all shaken by the blood of their shared origin.

They knew nothing of reincarnation; they only knew that Yan Ju had perished, shattered by the Heaven-Piercing Palm, and that there would be no exceptions.

It's really not worth dying for a woman.

Many people shook their heads, quite saddened. Because of their bloodline, they have a pursuit of women, but to ask them to be romantics and sacrifice their lives for so-called 'love' is beyond their reach.

"Yan Ju is no exception. Why bother arguing? She's just a woman, no matter how much blood she has from an ancient emperor." Someone sighed, lamenting the loss of an old friend.

"I don't think he did anything wrong. What era are we living in? Men and women can choose their own partners."

Some people think it's making a mountain out of a molehill and that a little punishment would suffice, and that many people around the world admire this trend.

"You could try asking your father's concubine if she'd be willing to be with you."

"How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air?"

The man panicked instantly, glancing left and right, afraid of being seen by others. He must be crazy to have a romantic relationship with his stepmother; he hadn't lived enough yet...

The case seemed to be over. Time had passed, and the True King Temple still stood. Only the planet Jupiter was missing a King Ping, and the stone maiden was placed in An Miaoyi's temple, where she was accompanied by the ancient Buddha and the green lamp.

However, no one expected that soon after, a prince guarding Yinghuo was ordered to relocate for some trivial matter.

The atmosphere within the clan became tense, and many people began to tread carefully, fearing they would be the next ones to stand out...

As the dragon veins returned, the depleted planet of Yinghuo was completely restored, regaining its ancient vitality. With its beautiful mountains and clear waters, and its great rivers and streams, it presented a magnificent landscape.

The newly appointed king was reluctant to leave, as this place was close to Earth and had a teleportation wormhole that led directly to Beidou Wudao Mountain, making it geographically impeccable.

"The seal is still in place, it's time to retrieve the divine array diagram."

On the other side, Yan Ming appeared in the center of the North Sea of ​​Yinghuo with a thought.

He began to call out to his companions, for this opponent was no ordinary foe, more dangerous than any battle he had fought before.

Shortly after, the trio who had fought side by side before appeared, and a fifth person also appeared.

The five exchanged glances, all knowing the purpose of their mission.

In the burial grounds, at the center of the Palace of Death, a blood-red fleshy ball floated up and down, occasionally scattering five-colored divine light, but it was all blocked by an array diagram and could not escape.

On the other side, the aura of that imperial figure was fading, but at this rate it could still last for several hundred years.

"boom!"

Suddenly, an extremely powerful aura erupted, and a giant foot descended from the sky, stomping towards the ball of flesh.

If people knew the identity of the person in the sphere, they would be absolutely shocked. Who would dare to insult the First Emperor of the Ancient Times, the legendary god?

At the same time, the fleshy ball grew dense golden, red, and black hairs all over its body, creating an extremely terrifying sight.

“It worked.”

Yan Ming smiled faintly, having long anticipated this scene. Using the Immortal Bell as a medium and the source of darkness as a trace, he created a more terrifying curse that was closer to the source!
"boom!"

With a deafening explosion, the sky shattered, and the fleshy ball covered in hair unleashed an extreme pressure. Unlike the initial revival last time, the creature inside seemed to have fully awakened, shooting out terrifying chains of order.

This strike shakes the past and present, reverses the flow of time, and pierces through the thirty-three heavens!
The Undying Emperor underwent Nirvana, remaining undisturbed for many years and still in the process of transformation. Yet, his laws remained powerful, and the massive holy foot that descended from the sky shattered instantly, unleashing a torrential downpour of blood.

Then, with a loud boom, the fleshy ball shone brightly, burning away all its fur and revealing its true form.

"As expected of the Emperor, even after sealing yourself in a cocoon, you still possess such methods. It's truly admirable, but you still have to die!"

Yang Xi's ancestor descended, and the step he just took came from his Dharma form.

Then the Holy Cliff descended, his black hair flying, holding a dark battle spear, and sealed off a platform.

"The beings of future generations..." A voice suddenly appeared from the ball of flesh, and a pair of illusory eyes pierced through the mist and truly materialized, imprinting themselves on the void.

Upon reaching this profound level, his soul became almost ethereal, enabling him to perceive many incredible things.

This time was no different. Before the powerful enemy attacked, his intuition forcibly interrupted the transformation process, forcing him to revive. Even so, it still made the Immortal Emperor feel a chill in his heart.

Some five-colored red hairs penetrated deep into the large cocoon, but were not completely burned, which greatly shocked him.

This substance is strange and makes people uneasy.

“I am the priest.”

"I am the priest king."

The two introduced themselves by saying that they had been guarding the Origin Temple for many years and had received such a title in the unseen world.

"Only you two? Even two of you are not enough!" the Undying Emperor said coldly. Although he was in a cocoon and sealed by the Spirit Treasure Sword Formation, he was still arrogant and used his old Undying Law to wipe out the enemy.

"You're wrong. The person you're waiting for is me. They are just my companions." Another voice came, and a clock of time, surrounded by celestial light, tore through the universe to appear.

A person emerged from that celestial artifact, his entire body enveloped in golden light of tribulation, his aura unparalleled!

"How could we be left out?" As soon as the words were spoken, the two women in white, their blood energy shaking the ages, arrived together. The Ten Thousand Dragons Peak and the Undying Mountain appeared in the distance, like black holes.

Almost simultaneously, the Beginningless Bell and the Investiture of the Gods also appeared, traversing countless ages, in this burial ground of gods, radiating the most dazzling light.

The bell flew towards the primordial Dharma body, making it even more vivid, like a majestic emperor returning from his slumber.

With a hum, Lingbao Tianzun's killing formation diagram was fully revived, covering the high sky. It was in the hands of the four people, trapping the Heavenly Emperor below and forming the number one killing formation in history.

"What a grand display! The five supreme beings appeared together as I underwent my transformation." The Undying Emperor looked at them coldly.

"I only want a wisp of his heart's blood; the rest of his flesh, bones, and everything else are yours!" said the deity surrounded by chaotic light who emerged from the Boundless Bell, still considering Ye Yishui even at this moment.

"It seems you did not follow Wushi away, and did not continue to evolve. This process was interrupted." Those eyes were fixed on the large bell, and the voice was chilling. For so many years, he had been confronting Wushi, but in the end, the other party could not hold on any longer and took the first step.

He has also embarked on a special evolutionary path, remaining sealed in his cocoon for a long time, undergoing transformations, and is still a long way from achieving success.

Even now, surrounded and sealed by the world's most powerful formation, he remained calm and composed, saying, "Now that I have awakened, all laws are empty, and even the Immortal Bell cannot kill me!"

"The Emperor is indeed extraordinary. Does he think that he is the only one who is supreme in the nine heavens and ten earths, and that we should immediately kowtow to him and submit?" Yang Xi's ancestor sneered.

So many years have passed, yet the seal remains intact. The physical body of the Great Emperor Wushi is still there, trapping him in this place. The Undying Emperor has clearly not finished his transformation; today is merely a forced revival, and he hasn't even emerged from his cocoon.

Under these circumstances, the two holy bodies were naturally dissatisfied. Seeing that the Undying was still so calm, they both sneered.

"Millions of years have passed, a very long time. I wonder if the Emperor can still recall his Heavenly Blade?" The Holy Cliff Body was even more direct, his face cold and ruthless.

The fleshy ball trembled violently, saying nothing. The creature inside had a cold and stern expression. He had roamed the ancient times, reigning supreme over the world. Who could rival him? Now that things had come to this, what were a few beings who had not even attained the Dao?
It's just a matter of how much it costs!

This gaze caused both Saint Bodies to change their expressions slightly. When Saint Cliff Saint Bodies was swept by his gaze, a killing intent immediately arose in his heart. The other party's Divine Self Body was the source of the blood calamity that occurred in the Desolate Ancient Era.

"Immortal, you, the greatest mastermind of all time, should be executed. I know your condition. The Great Emperor has made thorough preparations for this moment. After today, there will be no more Immortal Emperors in the world!" said the God of the Beginningless Bell.

His body was covered in interwoven Dao patterns, almost merging with his Dharma body. The light of time soared into the sky, and the bell waves pierced through the sun and moon, making him majestic and powerful.

Not far away, the Investiture of the Gods hung high, its murderous aura astonishing the world. A chilling divine light shot up, its coldness penetrating through the ages, pointing towards the flesh ball, demonstrating its killing intent through action.

The true dragon hunt by the kings has begun!

(End of this chapter)