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

Chapter 306 Curse, End of the Battle, Emperor's Tribulation
"Buzz!"

Dark particles boiled, the immortal sword was stained with blood, and it penetrated into the Dao corpse, directly transforming into four immortal crimson rainbows. The talismans turned to ash, and the divine light shone, illuminating a human figure that was profound and striking.

"No!"

The Immortal Daoist was hacked to pieces, his body covered in blood. He let out a final roar before his voice faded away. His primordial spirit and Dao body were poured into the altar as a sacrifice for a technique never before seen.

"Boom!"

A terrifying aura was rapidly released, like ashes or the embers after a ritual, appearing eerie and horrifying.

The next moment, this oppressive rule shattered, and countless primordial divine marks flowed between heaven and earth, like petals blooming, with unparalleled blazing light and boundless radiance, like a vast ocean crashing against the shore, shattering the nine heavens!

"Buzz!"

Yan Ming's fingertips traced the Dao, and the dark matter became incredibly brilliant, as if it had gone through the worst of times and was now regaining its light!
With a loud boom, the sacred substance spread, permeating the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, it was as if time and space had been connected, the past, present and future were linked together. The flower shattered, the light surged, and a blood-red figure rushed into the spirit treasure killing array, his whole body exuding a huge wave.

It's like a sacrifice, used to gain ultimate power!

The Immortal Emperor's expression changed, and he immediately sensed something was wrong. His faith had been sacrificed with blood, and the causal link was too strong to avoid.

With a roar, as he swept his knife across the ground, his body radiated light, and foot-long red hairs sprouted from his body, with black blood flowing out and staining his true form red.

The dazzling Immortal Phoenix Blood flowed freely, the Undying Emperor was entangled by the blood shadow and then disintegrated, his blood splattering across the Heavenly Venerable battlefield. Its power was unparalleled, even the Spirit Treasure Array Diagram could not suppress it. A portion of the aftershocks leaked out, crossing across the sky in an instant, causing large areas of star systems to dim and be annihilated into nothingness.

The emperor was trapped in a curse, and no matter how powerful he was or how profound his Dao attainment was, it was all useless. This was a blood curse technique enhanced by dark matter, with an extremely high rank. At least in the realm of humanity, it was invincible, not to mention that it had also sacrificed a royal Dao master.

The five Heavenly Court members watched the undead suffer a horrific sight, refraining from further conflict and allowing the Imperial Weapons to bombard them. Around them, dark clouds obscured the sky, emanating an unparalleled and terrifying aura.

They are all supreme beings of darkness, born with mastery of curse-killing techniques; they are simply returning to their true nature.

"So what if it's a Celestial Phoenix? Even if it's a direct descendant of a True Phoenix, I'll still kill it without hesitation." Yan Ming intertwined his silk threads, watching his enemy struggle, a faint smile appearing on his lips. This move was something he had specifically reserved for the Undying.

The immortal clouds shattered, and the crimson primordial spirit struggled to break free, radiating brilliance and fluttering its feathers. The five-colored divine phoenix was composed of billions of stars, transforming from its incomparably brilliant appearance into a bizarre and ferocious one.

In the forbidden zone of life, some people felt a chill, thinking of some ancient secrets. In the mythical era, there was a peerless divine power called the Underworld Lord's Curse, which was said to have killed even the most powerful imperial experts, and its power was boundless.

In later generations, the curse of the Holy Body lineage was inextricably linked to the Underworld; otherwise, the Western Queen Mother would not have gone to the Underworld, smashed the plaque, and left behind regrets in the ancient times.

What we see today is very similar to that ancient secret technique...

With a deafening phoenix cry, the heavens and earth wailed. The Undying Emperor was shattered to pieces and fell to this place, where he was torn apart and tortured by four killing swords, with countless pieces of flesh and bone flying everywhere.

The fluctuations were terrifying. In an instant, the blood-red light illuminated the heavens and the earth. The void and the stars were all reflected in the crimson glow, as if a huge blood-red sun was bursting forth, hanging high in the sky, and imprinted on the hearts of people.

This was an unimaginable catastrophe, causing all living beings in the universe to shudder and feel an indescribable panic, as if their souls were about to shatter.

The next moment, the universe seemed to stand still, falling into a deathly silence. There was no sound, and everything was empty, as if the battle had come to an end.

Many people found it unbelievable because the person who was attacked was too special. He was the first emperor of the ancient times, an unparalleled existence comparable to an emperor. Even if he was surrounded and attacked, he should not have perished so quickly.

"At least one or two supreme beings should have been killed. The Emperor broke the killing formation single-handedly and then killed two emperors." Someone whispered, his eyes flashing with a dark light, trying to see through the fog and know the situation inside the spiritual treasure formation diagram.

However, the killing intent within was layered and dense, difficult to decipher, even for ancient supreme beings, who could only glean some information from the fluctuations of heaven and earth. The previous overflow of the Undying Emperor's laws, revealing to the world that he had not severed himself, had already alarmed many.

"Ugh..."

Suddenly, a ghostly howl rang out, and blood-red light burst forth in the area. A terrifying figure appeared, surrounded by phoenix fragments and five-colored divine flames, rebuilding its true form. It had not perished.

The immortal emperor was still alive, but his appearance had changed drastically. Half of the flesh on his head had melted away, replaced by long, scarlet hair that bled continuously, making him look horrifying.

His eyes were bloodshot, he coughed up blood, and the remaining half of his face was as white as snow and was rotting. He did not expect that the curse would remain and would not be transferred even if his body was shattered.

"Such torment is worse than liberation." Yan Ming shook his head, his eyes flashing with cold light, and led the kings forward. Each of them was evolving their own Dao and Dharma, preparing for the final attack.

"Qiang!"

Suddenly, the Undying Heavenly Blade burst into flames, sacrificing itself in the process, before turning and slashing down to strike Yan Ming between the eyebrows.

Yan Ming's expression was indifferent. He threw out the Immortal Bell, which glowed and almost burst into flames. With a clang, it shattered the Five-Colored Heavenly Blade.

The Primordial Dharma Body arrived, its body already becoming illusory. In this battle, it burned the laws upon which it depended for survival, making it difficult to continue for long.

The Heavenly Kings have also cut off the path ahead; the outcome is already predetermined.

The two weapons, the Beginningless Bell and the Investiture of the Gods, were astonished by this scene, never expecting the Heavenly Court to employ such methods.

Therefore, there is no need to take out the Dao Platform and have Ye Yishui summon the Great Emperor to the mortal realm for a battle. This is the greatest source of confidence for the Wushi lineage.

The reason they dared to plot against the Immortal Emperor was because they firmly believed that the Great Emperor Wushi could suppress this greatest dark force in history.

"puff!"

In the final battle, the Immortal Emperor's intact phoenix wing was torn off, and a shower of light fell as more than ten imperial artifacts were injected into his body. It was a brutal siege, with almost half of the ultimate weapons in the universe participating.

The four forbidden zones of life—the Divine Ruins, the Immortal Tomb, the Primordial Ancient Mine, and the Celestial Realm—witnessed all of this and were filled with inexplicable feelings. Some wanted to leave the world, but each had their own worries. Once the Heavenly Venerable Lingbao unleashed his killing formation, everyone would have to weigh the consequences.

"boom!"

The spear that slew the emperor pierced through the sun and moon, delivering the final blow, piercing the emperor's brow and penetrating deep into the Sendai, thus bringing this battle to a close.

The ancient god, covered in five-colored red fur, barely managed to stay upright, blood continuously spilling from his mouth. His body was riddled with holes, allowing too many imperial artifacts to surge up, making him look terrifying. The reason he hadn't died was entirely because his Dao Fruit was so high that he had sealed himself off. Once the spear was pulled out, everything would be over.

"The Immortal Realm... after gazing upon it for countless ages, I never imagined that the Immortal Spirits would be in such a tragic state." He murmured, his face glowing with a peculiar light that made him appear exceptionally alluring amidst the blood-red light.

Both the Wushi Bell and the Investiture of the Gods were shocked upon hearing this.

"Such is fate. If you must complain, complain about Heaven (Chen Dong)." Yan Ming took a step down, and the Emperor-Slaying Spear swept across, shattering the Undying Emperor. Then, the Immortal Bell flew down and collected all the fragments of the Emperor's body and primordial spirit.

In a place unknown to others, some of the remaining five-colored divine light dissipated and flew towards Yinghuo.

Yan Ming's eyes flickered slightly, sensing something, but he ignored it and turned to look at the other side of the starry sky, where a huge fluctuation came from. It was a tribulation of lightning, which had actually reached here from the depths of the distant galaxy.

What a magnificent calamity for the emperor!
(End of this chapter)