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

Chapter 313 The Battle of the Two Emperors, Ye Fan and Yan Ming

When this battle ended, the heavens trembled, and the forbidden zone of life in the mortal realm was no more. Yan Ming gained a palace, where the Immortal Peach Tree was planted. The 'Sweet Spring' next to it was famous in ancient history and had countless legends, the most distant of which could be traced back to the Heavenly Court of the Emperor in the mythical era.

Welcoming back the Peach Tree and the Sweet Spring, rebuilding the Ancient Jade Pool, the Dark Heavenly Court's divine might is supreme, the name of the Heavenly Emperor spreads throughout the realms, and all under heaven worship the master of the Heavenly Court.

No need for a crown from the Heavenly Court, I swept across the forbidden zone and the nine heavens, slaying all emperors. This is the only life I have ever lived.

His achievements are unprecedented, and it will be difficult for anyone to surpass them in the future except for those who ascend to immortality. He is destined to be recorded in history.

The world was in turmoil for decades before it calmed down. The forbidden zone of life fell silent and almost disappeared from people's sight.

The dark turmoil vanished completely, as if it had never existed.

Throughout the universe, Mount Wudao stands majestically, piercing the nebula. Its towering peaks and sheer cliffs, as black as ink, reach for the sky, surrounded by the sun, moon, and stars. Once a forbidden zone for life, it has now become a vital place for the Heavenly Court, suppressing all chaos.

An unprecedented golden age has arrived, unlike anything before, and this sacred mountain has become a symbol of the Heavenly Court, its fame reaching unprecedented heights.

This was a glorious era, with a large number of geniuses emerging from all fields, making this great world even more dazzling. Heroes and strong individuals were everywhere.

But the Heavenly Court still reigns supreme, unparalleled in its dominance!
Nearly a century has passed in the blink of an eye. Plants wither and flourish again, wind and snow come and go, and the world changes. Generations of people in the mortal realm have passed away, turning into dust.

The river of time flows on and never returns, always moving forward, while the cultivation world remains evergreen.

Jiang Yifei, Ye Yishui, Yin Tiande, Ye Tong, Jiang Tingting, Xiao Song, Ye Zi and others frequently triggered Quasi-Emperor Tribulations, each time shocking the world. Never before has such a generation gathered so many Quasi-Emperors and Quasi-Emperors.

Yan Ming's next generation was equally amazing. The clan grew stronger day by day. The ten Golden Crows honed their skills in the Yuanxu Realm, each one more extraordinary than the last, and they all achieved the quasi-emperor Dao Fruit, creating a legendary tale that amazed people. Only the mythical era could compare to it.

Although no one has yet achieved enlightenment through unconventional means and is not yet a true supreme emperor, it is only a matter of time.

The Wudao Mountain was in turmoil. Since the tea tree returned to its place, the annual Tea and Fruit Festival has become the focus of the universe, attracting powerful figures from all walks of life. This was mainly driven by a large number of outstanding young talents from the Heavenly Court.

Some people stood out, such as Jiang Yifei's eldest son, the successor of Nan Yao, and the descendant of Huo Qizi... all of them flourished.

"Om..."

Deep within the temple, a grand chanting resounded, accompanied by wisps of golden-purple energy that occasionally stirred up profound sounds of the Great Dao, awakening people as if they had been given a sudden enlightenment. The female officials and divine generals guarding the temple were completely captivated, feeling as if they were in a celestial realm.

Passing over the numerous statues, Yan Ming sat cross-legged. A hundred years had passed since the Divine Ruins Emperor War. He had spent most of his time with his eyes closed, comprehending the Dao, refining what he had gained, and contemplating the transformation of the Divine Embryo, hoping to emerge into his third life.

Beside him, a blood-red spear floated, placed on the altar, receiving the power of faith from all directions; the inner faith was like the sea, or like chaos, boundless and limitless.

The power of faith transformed into a liquid, vast and boundless, causing the Emperor-Slaying Spear to undergo a complete transformation, its aura, resembling that of a celestial artifact, to intensify.

Compared to Yan Ming's Chaos Bell and the Pearl of Fixed Mountains and Seas, this fierce weapon that proves its Dao through killing is purer and is also the ultimate imperial weapon that has gone the furthest on the path of evolution, stained with too much imperial blood.

The great era is at its climax. In addition to the reappearance of some lost bloodlines, the Flying Immortal Star is also beginning to change, with traces of the path to immortality gradually appearing, attracting many powerful individuals to go there.

Yan Ming didn't care. He remained silent and rarely even engaged in sexual relations. His third life became his greatest obsession. He spent his days sitting cross-legged in the Origin Temple, meditating and pondering.

Sometimes he would sit for decades, often motionless, as if he had passed away, becoming part of the temple. He was neither happy nor sad, his eyes occasionally opening and closing, as if the ages were flowing by. The forbidden zone of life, the three venerable ones of the Origin Dao, the immortal artifacts in the shadows... all became bubbles. His heart was empty, with only cultivation remaining.

Over the course of a century, another powerful force rose to prominence. The Holy Body's relatives and followers sought to establish a human imperial court, solely because they had a human emperor on their side.

After a century of cultivation, Ye Fan continuously underwent tribulations to make up for his past shortcomings. In the end, the entire universe was filled with his aura, and he began to slowly merge with the world.

Everyone knows that the Holy Body is slowly returning to its rightful place, and the title of Great Emperor is no longer just an empty name, but has acquired a certain degree of corresponding authority.

From then on, few people mentioned the 'Harmony Flower' again, and even the name Ye Fan had to be avoided...

The Human Court was established in a lake of stars. Ye Fan personally created chaos and laid the foundation for the Human Court.

Over the years, this place has become a pilgrimage site, where all the great leaders of the human race lead their heroes and geniuses to pay homage and pay respects to the current human emperor.

If Yan Ming hadn't broken through the forbidden zone in this lifetime, the Holy Body becoming an emperor would have been the hottest topic in the world. It would have been a miracle, setting a precedent for all ages. Finally, someone among the Holy Hegemons had attained enlightenment and continued the broken path, destined to be unparalleled in glory.

How many people can actually see a living, breathing emperor?

A hundred years ago, Ye Fan's conquest of the Divine Ruins proved his rise, and all races in the universe had to pay attention to him, especially the human race, who all had to pay homage to him.

Because nobody wants to offend the current emperor!

Over the years, the Ye Clan has reigned supreme within the territory ruled by the Human Court, dominating all other clans and becoming an unparalleled imperial clan.

The only thing that left them with a sense of regret was that the Dark Heavenly Court still existed in this world, suppressing the Human Court and taking away most of the Human Emperor's power.

In fact, over the past hundred years, the number of beings who have come to the Heavenly Court to pay homage has far exceeded that of the human court. Yan Ming has achieved an invincible and brilliant record, looking down upon the world. He also has the Western Queen Mother, the Holy Cliff Holy Body, and others as his companions. The whole world calls for the Heavenly Emperor.

Although the Human Court is strong, it is still weaker than the Heavenly Court. Even Ye Fan's relatives have to admit that if a war were to break out, they would definitely not be a match for the Heavenly Court and might be swept away.

Fortunately, the core of the Heavenly Court has always been very small, and it is difficult for non-saints to receive ordination and become formal members.

And how many sages are there in the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths?

There wasn't much friction between the two major forces. At least, with the higher-ups of the Human Court taking the initiative to back down, the tension did not escalate and a delicate balance was maintained.

But this balance was soon broken.

One day, the temple, sealed for a hundred years, burst into a bright light. The phantom of a golden crow streaked across the sky, and a withered and emaciated body emerged. Every inch of his body radiated the golden color of the Dao Tribulation, and his aura was overwhelming. However, the brilliance was accompanied by ferocious cracks, which impacted all directions.

Xiao Song looked worried, hesitant to speak, even with his psychic eyes he couldn't tell whether this change was good or bad, but there was definitely a hidden danger.

"I am fine," Yan Ming said, but inwardly he sighed. He had been too eager for quick success and had not yet fully traversed the path to Immortal Gold.

A trickle of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. He wiped it away with his hand, and the blood was very bright red on his palm.

"This..." Everyone looked over, even more worried.

"I have suffered some Dao injuries, but they are not enough to defeat me, so don't worry," Yan Ming explained. He activated the Undying Scripture, and the withered state instantly transformed. The light of the Dao Tribulation subsided, and it returned to its former plump and upright appearance.

He summoned Xiaosong, and with a flash of light, he personally took up a brush and drew a picture, instructing him to deliver a jade book to Ye Fan.

Shortly after the arrival of the Heavenly Court envoy, a quarrel broke out at the Imperial Palace of Star Lake in the Human Court, with almost all the important figures of the Ye family present.

Ye Yishui, who was temporarily in charge of family affairs on behalf of Ye Fan, was moved by Yan Ming's wish to marry Ye Qingxian. Her expression was extremely complicated, and she felt that this was a matter of great importance and difficult to decide.

"What do you think?" he asked his wife, a sigh escaping his lips.

No wonder the Heavenly Court spared no expense in using the Elixir of Immortality as the main medicine to help Qingxian build her foundation after her birth, and the Heavenly Emperor personally taught her cultivation. There is a reason for everything.

"It's not a bad thing, is it?" Ye Qingxian's mother said calmly. She came from the Heavenly Court and was a descendant of Ye Tong and Yao Guang. Her wife's family was too powerful and had held great power in the Human Court over the years. Even Ye Fan's elders were extremely respectful of her.

"But this might mess up the seniority system," Ye Yishui said helplessly, still having some objections.

"Emperor Yan is my father's senior and also Tongzu's master. You still married me without any problem. The generations between our two families have been messed up long ago. In recent years, when my father went to the Heavenly Court, everyone treated each other as their own."

Ye Yishui had nothing to say.

His wife's words were true. If we were to go by seniority, he was the third-generation grandson-in-law of Ye Tong, the Sun Emperor of the Heavenly Court, and his father was twice as short. But the relationship could not be explained in that way.

"Let Father decide," he said after a moment of thought.

“If Qingxian’er doesn’t object, I think we can reply directly, and then the two of us can make the decision. Father is still in seclusion, consolidating his Heavenly Heart Dao Fruit.”

After much deliberation, Ye Yishui still felt that this matter was too important, involving that great person, and no amount of attention was too much. The news was sent to the Imperial Palace, where Ye Fan, who was in seclusion, opened the jade slip and revealed a strange expression. He did not expect that a decisive and ruthless person like Yan Ming would personally issue a marriage contract for his descendants, seeking the Ye family's precious pearl.

"However, although your clan has outstanding talents, they are not worthy of my fairy." Without much thought, he immediately rejected the marriage proposal, unwilling to let go of his most outstanding descendant. But when he looked back, he realized the truth of the matter.

This marriage was not arranged for posterity, but to commemorate myself.

Ye Fan's face instantly turned ashen, and he almost lost his composure, wanting to personally go to the Heavenly Court to demand an explanation.

Without a doubt, he opposed the matter.

However, since it involved the third generation of the Ye family and Yi Shui's daughter, Ye Fan did not act arbitrarily. After all the family members had gathered and expressed their opinions, the result was not as he had expected.

Almost everyone approved of the marriage, including his three wives, who all thought it was a good thing.

"Qingxian has been in the Heavenly Court all these years, so it mainly depends on her opinion."

“Words are respectful and sincere; they cannot be disobeyed.”

"We must be cautious about this matter. All the emperors in the Heavenly Court respect us, and it is crucial that we maintain good relations with our respective families. When we launch a campaign against the forbidden area in the future, we will need to work together with one heart and one mind."

Whether it was Lin Jia or the others, they all felt it and did not want to stand against Yan Ming. The Heavenly Court was really too strong, and this behemoth could not be shaken. Even if Ye Fan achieved enlightenment, the imperial crown he wore was not secure.

A hundred years is too short a time, and these close relatives are very worried about Ye Fan's condition.

Refusing the marriage alliance might bring disaster.

Ye Fan remained silent, knowing what his family was worried about.

After everyone dispersed, Ye Fan stood with his hands behind his back at the turning point of history, with the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things nourished by the laws of the Emperor behind him.

"I haven't fallen so low as to have to rely on my granddaughter's marriage to survive."

Ye Yishui looked surprised and worried, and said, "Father, you don't agree. In that case, we need to make some plans."

Ye Fan blinked, smiled, and said, "No, I respect Qingxian's opinion, but I don't want this matter to be mixed up with other things."

He set off alone.

On the battlefield of mythology, a figure arrived early and waited.

"You've come..." Yan Ming's black hair was loose, and he looked at Ye Fan, whose fighting spirit was soaring, with a calm expression.

"Yes, I'm coming."

Ye Fan, clad in an imperial robe and with the Xuanhuang Cauldron atop his head, exuded overwhelming blood energy. In his normal state, he had surpassed the Supreme Being of the Forbidden Zone. His battle with the Gu Diao Cuihuang had transformed him, and his understanding of the Imperial Dao Extreme Realm had advanced by leaps and bounds. At this moment, he truly deserved to be called a Supreme Being, a peerless being, and his aura was terrifying.

Since ancient times, there has never been a royal path master who has attained the Dao with the Holy Body. Some people only saw the Dao-Merging Flower, but Yan Ming valued this person. This person can definitely be said to be the most terrifying existence in the history of the Holy Body lineage!

"Your feelings for Xian'er weren't pure from the start..." Ye Fan was very concerned about this.

"How many things in this world are truly pure and innocent? When you were on Earth, were your pursuit of Lin Jia and Li Xiaoman purely based on pure desires from the beginning? Were there no physical urges involved?"

Yan Ming was enveloped in golden immortal light, and he did not deny Ye Fan's accusations.

Just as a quarryman loves beautiful jade and an alchemist is obsessed with medicinal formulas, he is equally unable to resist the divine bloodline, not to mention Ye Qingxian's innate chaotic holy body and Dao embryo.

Ye Fan remained silent, no longer dwelling on this point.

"If I lose, I will no longer concern myself with this matter." Golden blood energy swept across the sky as Ye Fan charged forward, standing in the Divine Forbidden Domain to engage in a decisive battle with Yan Ming, using the Heavenly Emperor Fist, which he had perfected over a century.

He had been waiting for this battle for a long time.

From the very first encounter, facing the unparalleled Holy Spirit in the Sacred Cliff, he felt a longing to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, to fight against all enemies, and to challenge this monument in his heart.

Although there were disagreements along the way, the final result proved that Yan Ming was still the same Yan Ming, cold and powerful.

But I myself have changed too much.

"boom!"

Yan Ming stood there without moving an inch, only extending his right fist to meet the attack.

This strike could have shattered the Star Sea, but he stood here calmly, unmoved by the blow, while the Human Emperor was forced to retreat.

This result was astonishing, even Yan Ming was somewhat moved, the opponent's strength was already close to the ultimate sublimation of the Supreme Being.

"As expected, even the Harmony Flower cannot restrain you." He sighed softly. In the whole world, only he would think that the Harmony Flower was poison.

Everyone else, even Ye Fan's closest relatives, believed that the position of Emperor originated from the Dao-Merging Flower.

As for Ye Fan's persistence and efforts, they are negligible and no one cares.

As the second attack began, Yan Ming remained motionless, but his fist, stained with the Emperor's blood, cracked open, dripping with blood, and nearly shattered.

"You have already reversed your transformation into a Golden Holy Spirit of the Dao Tribulation?" Ye Fan couldn't help but ask.

"still on the way."

The final result was that Yan Ming only defended and did not attack, and even when Ye Fan used all his supernatural powers, he could not shake him one step.

"I want to know how big the gap is between you and me." Ye Fan was very persistent about this.

"Really?" Yan Ming's expression was strange; it was the first time he had heard such an outrageous request.

There are also Emperor-level beings who actively seek to be beaten.

"Senior, please do your best."

Ye Fan didn't address his grandson-in-law as such, and they went straight to discussing things individually.

"as you wish."

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked. An indestructible giant handprint flew out, covering the entire void. Ye Fan's expression changed, and the Dao patterns on his body flickered, merging with the Origin Cauldron of All Things, becoming brilliant and crystalline, attempting to block the golden palm print.

"when!"

This sound was like the booming of a divine bell, resounding throughout the heavens and the earth, causing people's ears to ring, its power extremely strong.

Ye Fan grunted, staggered backward, and transformed into a golden afterimage, crashing through the cave wall and flying horizontally towards the edge of the universe.

A peerless, independent, ethereal figure emerged from the mythical battlefield, breathtakingly beautiful, and had been secretly observing the battle.

But the moment she opened her mouth, all her charm vanished, replaced by a thick, accented Shandong dialect, and the trendy culture she'd picked up from the Star Domain Network.

"Is Old Ye alright?" Ye Qingxian looked at the disordered and broken Starry Sky Chains, her beautiful eyes blinking, and she couldn't help but worry about her grandfather.

“The cauldron cannot be saved, but he himself should be safe,” Yan Ming said after a moment of thought.

(End of this chapter)