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

Chapter 316 How could they regard me as a disciple or personal instructor? They would only treat me as a cauldron for alchemy.
Words can illuminate the Way!
Its power is magnificent, its path is boundless!
The birth of a true Heavenly Emperor, who is suspected to surpass all masters throughout history, is an event with far-reaching implications for all realms.

"Throughout the ages, perhaps only a handful of people could rival the Dao Fruit of Emperor Yan."

"The ancient Heavenly Court has reappeared, and shall now rule over the rise and fall of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths!"

The starry sky trembled, and even the forbidden zones were shaken. Even the supreme beings of life couldn't help but marvel. Everyone knew that the master of the Dark Heavenly Court had risen to a higher level, enough to make even the most forbidden experts shudder.

The news spread like wildfire, and as it reached every corner of the world, countless beings across the universe gasped in amazement. The words "Heavenly Emperor" seemed to possess a strange, magical power.

All the mountains and rivers of the four seas bow down in submission, and all the beings of the nine netherworlds and ten realms pay homage!
Wudao Mountain was at its most magnificent, becoming the center of the universe.

Here, the Big Dipper hangs high above the sea, with stars shining brightly in all directions, forming a celestial pillar. At the top, a continuous cluster of palaces stretches out, each ancient hall magnificent, its roof tiles gleaming with a brilliant light, as if forged from divine metal through countless hammerings, flowing with terrifying laws.

High above, phoenixes and luan birds danced and soared, the strange rocks of the Immortal Mountain opened up a mysterious garden, and divine medicines and rare flowers of various colors appeared one after another. Qilin medicine, peach trees, life trees... immortal medicines that were rarely seen in the past appeared one after another, causing the saints to marvel and be mesmerized. It was as if they had entered a supreme immortal realm.

"Hey!"

Before long, the sound of a reed pipe could be heard again, and a point of blue light tore through the universe, creating a dreamlike and magnificent scene, surrounded by billions of clouds and mist.

It illuminated the dark space beyond the realm, tore through the eternal sky, and rapidly descended towards Wudao Mountain.

“An ancient imperial artifact that I’ve never seen before,” someone uttered, their eyes gleaming.

The light quickly subsided, transforming into a blue-gold pot. Several young men and women landed there, each of them incredibly powerful, including two peak quasi-emperors at the ninth level of the Heavenly Realm.

“The aura of the Primordial Life Stone.” Yang Xi appeared, his gaze sharp, like an eagle eyeing a wolf, firmly locking onto those people.

"Brother Dao, we have come here to offer our congratulations on the orders of His Majesty the Emperor. We have come without prior notice, and we hope you will forgive us." The leading quasi-Emperor of the Immortal Mine was very polite, even when facing Yang Xi, who was at the fifth level of the Heavenly Realm, he still addressed him as Brother Dao.

"They do know how to assess the situation."

Yang Xi sneered, showing no fear even when facing someone about to achieve enlightenment, displaying his arrogance.

He possessed the weapon of a fully-fledged holy body and had also refined dark true blood; he had long wanted to try catching an imperial weapon with his bare hands.

Surprisingly, the members of the forbidden zones remained silent, ignoring the Holy Body's provocation, their silence oppressive...

"Junior brother, we are guests today, so please do not be presumptuous." A wisp of firelight flickered and transformed into a figure. Ye Tong looked at the two ancient princes of the Ninth Heaven and bowed.

"Everyone please!"

"I dare not presume to be your fellow Daoist; please go ahead, Master."

After a conversation, the two climbed the stone steps. At the mountain peak, amidst the sea of ​​clouds, there were carved railings and jade steps. The steps were made of silver and jade, simple yet solemn. Several dark peaks were shrouded in chaotic mist. It was a scene where outstanding people from ancient and modern times gathered together, which attracted many people to stop and watch.

Suddenly, the four people from the Primordial Ancient Mine stopped and saw someone who shouldn't be there.

“You are… that celestial embryo.” Someone exclaimed in surprise, but quickly regained their composure, though their heart remained unsettled.

This person is a scourge to the Primordial Ancient Mine Forbidden Zone; if encountered, he should be eliminated as soon as possible.

However, having met here, they no longer have a chance.

"Oh, no familiar aura. The descendant of the person who attacked me back then hasn't come?" Tai Chu smiled, revealing his snow-white teeth, as if he had cast aside all past karma.

“The mine owner participated in a great battle and eventually passed away. His descendants left and never returned to the Immortal Mine.”

"If possible, we can turn hostility into friendship. The former Lord of the Primordial Beginning also said that he wanted to take you as his disciple, which I deeply regret." The ancient mine envoys extended goodwill.

"How can you regard me as a disciple and personal instructor? I'm afraid you'll just treat me as a cauldron for alchemy."

Tai Chu laughed heartily, then muttered to himself, "He's dead. What a pity. He couldn't kill his enemy with his own hands. It's a great regret in his life."

The four people from the Primordial Ancient Mine remained silent.

Unlike forbidden zones like the Undying Mountain, the Immortal Mine has a relatively large flow of Supreme Beings, and its unity can only be considered average. The passing of the forbidden zone's master in the mid-primordial period further exacerbated this trend of separation.

The living can still unite, but the deceased supreme ruler is not considered. The clan members will either leave or stay as servants or generals, and their status will change significantly.

Under these circumstances, they naturally wouldn't stand up for a fallen supreme being. Especially now that Tai Chu seems to have become Yan Ming's disciple, they are even more untouchable.

Not long after, visitors from the Immortal Mausoleum arrived at the foot of the mountain. The two envoys were low-key. The Immortal Granny had perished, and the Celestial Venerable of Longevity had also passed away. Compared to the Primordial Ancient Mine, the situation at the Immortal Mausoleum was even worse...

People couldn't help but sigh when they saw the fallen elites of the underworld.

The once powerful and influential Forbidden Zone, whose anger could terrify all regions and whose peace could bring tranquility to the world, has completely fallen silent, lost its former glory, and is now relegated to a secondary position among the crowd, unable to stand alongside the quasi-emperors of the Heavenly Court.

“Descendants of ancient emperors, though so noble, must still grovel at the feet of the Heavenly Emperor.”

"The Heavenly Emperor breaks all laws and can cut down ancient supreme beings like grass, let alone a few children?"

Many sighed, "The mythical battlefield has seen countless battles, and the Dark Heavenly Court has shaken the ages. Who can rival it?"

Even forbidden zones are not an option...

The banquet began, and 100,000 True Saints celebrated together. The Golden Generation of the Heavenly Court also made their appearance. Feathered Body, Azure Body, Divine Body, Underworld Body, Overlord Body, Brahma Battle Body, Dao Embryo, Holy Body, Primordial Spirit Body... all kinds of terrifying bloodlines gathered together. Never before had there been such a generation, a gathering of saints and gods.

Even the supreme beings who had been in seclusion manifested their Dharma bodies, suppressing all directions. Endless radiance flowed through the void, and various creatures formed from order flew out. Suddenly, the sounds of dragons roaring and tigers howling rang out. Those were true dragons, those were heavenly phoenixes, and there was also the cry of the Kunpeng, shaking the ages and howling across the heavens.

Then, the Golden Crow flapped its wings, and the Phoenix of the Sun soared upwards with endless flames, making the atmosphere here even more peaceful, almost like a celestial realm.

"boom!"

Finally, the Great Dao resounded, and even Yan Ming pointed out a wisp of his primordial spirit. As soon as it manifested, a kind of aura that suppressed all ages spread out, and the golden splendor of the Dao Tribulation fell, containing the return to truth in its magnificence, exuding the true meaning of an emperor.

Countless rays of immortal golden light rained down, creating a vast expanse of gold that coalesced into chaos, forming its own realm.

Yan Ming wore a fish-tail crown and a Taoist robe, and walked with a unique ripple pattern of the Great Dao. He sat upright beside the ancient tea tree of enlightenment, with the marks between his brows indicating the passage of time and the immortality of the years. There was also a sense of the true meaning of time, which was shocking and unsettling. It seemed to resonate with all the heavens and myriad realms, and the phantom of a celestial king descending to the nine heavens appeared.

"What a Heavenly Emperor! Is he even more terrifying than an Emperor?" Such a voice echoed from the depths of the forbidden zone of life, filled with deep emotion.

Even without revealing his true form, a mere wisp of his imperial shadow is enough to suppress all realms and heavens. He is the only one who has ever been supreme, making him an opponent that is difficult to challenge.

Some people watched coldly, their gazes indifferent.

So what if someone is temporarily powerful? There have been people like that before, but they all eventually passed away.

"He will only shorten his lifespan and begin his third life before he is even a thousand years old. One day he will reap what he sows. I am waiting for the day he cuts himself in two."

"With his temperament, how could he possibly cut himself? He might actually drag us down with him..." A voice rang out, eerie and mournful.

"There is no immortal legacy, nor is there an eternal Heavenly Court. Today is merely a repetition of the end of mythology, another cycle." Someone sighed softly, "The forbidden prince went to the Heavenly Court to pay homage with his permission."

Gradually, the sounds in the Primordial Ancient Mine subsided, and even the jokes and banter fell silent.

No supreme being likes to see others become invincible and supreme.

Time is merciless; there will always be a new generation that surpasses the old!

Such a glorious moment makes them more prone to sadness, stirring up turmoil in the depths of their indelible memories, like ashes that have been extinguished, only adding to their sense of loss.

At the foot of Wudao Mountain, everyone was bowing and worshipping, filled with awe, and no one dared to raise their head.

Some quasi-emperors radiated light, bathed in brilliance; others stood in darkness; and the ten quasi-emperors of the Golden Crow Clan were bathed in true flames, threatening to incinerate the mortal realm. Furthermore, the thoughts of trillions of beings converged like a tide, all revering this supreme ruler.
It's worth mentioning that Ye Fan did not arrive; his son, Ye Yishui, took his place...

Saints from all the heavens and myriad realms came to pay homage, and all were united under one supreme being—a scene never before witnessed.

In the past, even when a new emperor was born, the established imperial court still needed to wage war to rule over all the heavens.

But this life is different. Yan Ming is unparalleled in the Nine Heavens, and his killing spree is unprecedented, attracting people from all directions to submit to him.

"Heaven, earth, gods, humans, ghosts, and demons all worship the Heavenly Emperor!" Almost simultaneously, from countless sources of life, such a sentence echoed, coming from the ripples of time and sweeping all the way to Wudao Mountain.

This scene was as if time had reversed, and everything seemed to be repeating itself! It recreated the magnificent picture of the end of the mythological era when all the emperors were respected and the Heavenly Court was at its peak.

However, the Heavenly Court of this world is more powerful and influential than the Heavenly Court of the past!
(End of this chapter)