Shrouding the Heavens: Starting by joining the Holy Land of Yao Guang

Chapter 303 Are you looking for me?
The thunder's might shook the world; its majestic power inspired awe.

The Heavenly Emperor's son was unwilling to accept this. His eyes shifted several times as he tried to rush into the Heavenly Tribulation and kill Xia Mingxiao.

But in the end, he didn't make a move; he didn't want to do something he wasn't sure he could succeed at.

In the distance, the Holy Prince, who had already made peace with the Half-Saint, saw this scene and was not surprised at all.

The Emperor's son is such a person; he is too self-conscious and lacks the disdain for everything.

The feud between the Fighting Saint Emperor and the Undying Emperor is known throughout the world. The two have been rivals since their birth.

But from beginning to end, the Emperor's son always sent his powerful subordinates to hunt him down, and never personally came to him to fight him.

Initially, the Holy Prince was quite wary of the Heavenly Prince, not out of fear, but out of respect for his opponent.

However, the Crown Prince's subsequent performance made it difficult for people to think highly of him.

This can be seen from the attitude of the ancient races towards the Heavenly Emperor's son.

When the Heavenly Emperor's son first awoke, the ancient races treated him with reverence.

Among all the royal families, Shenling Valley is considered one of the more powerful ones, but because of a single sentence from the Heavenly Emperor's son, it launched an attack on the barbarian tribes.

This influence has transcended the scope of a normal prince.

It should be noted that the imperial lineage behind the Emperor's son is now only a handful of people, with neither imperial weapons nor powerful protectors.

In reality, they're only at the level of royalty.

Even under these circumstances, the Heavenly Emperor's son was able to command the Divine Valley, relying on the blessing of his status as the Son of God.

At that time, the status of the emperor's sons was indeed a cut above that of ordinary princes, and they seemed to be in a class of their own.

But even with such a good hand, the prince played it terribly.

If he had faced the situation personally from the beginning, assuming the persona of the supreme god, and fought the Holy Prince to settle the scores of his fathers' grudges.

In this situation, even the Fighting Saint King wouldn't intervene. At most, he would step in to save the Saint Prince's life if the prince were truly in mortal danger.

But no, the Heavenly Emperor's son did not show that kind of spirit. Instead, he sent his subordinates, who were at higher levels, to suppress the Holy Emperor's son.

The reason for this is actually inner fear; they are afraid that if they are defeated or even if they manage to draw, it will affect their prestige.

But the Crown Prince may not know that when he has this idea, others can vaguely sense it.

It might be fine once in a while, but if it happens again and again, even a fool could see through your concerns.

Such behavior did not meet people's expectations of the Son of God, and over time, all races gradually lost their mystique.

The Emperor is an unyielding figurehead with a strong base of support, and a portion of the royal family still worships him.

But the reality should not be like this. If the Heavenly Emperor's son had met the expectations of all races for the Son of God, his prestige would be at its peak and would grow stronger day by day.

Instead of the present situation where all races' reverence for the Son of God is only superficial.

That's how the halo of status works; once a god bleeds, believers will no longer continue their faith.

Huo Qizi and his sister, as well as Huang Xudao, also saw the Heavenly Emperor's choice. Although they didn't show it on their faces, their evaluation of him plummeted.

They didn't understand why they hesitated when they were already mortal enemies.
Xia Mingxiao is very strong, but is the Heavenly Prince really that weak?

Why not just take action directly? Is it because there's a significant difference in strength between us and the opponent?

If you don't even have the belief to face a tough challenge, what good is unparalleled talent if you don't have the temperament to match it? It's nothing more than a beautiful exterior but rotten inside.

The Emperor's son's face was ashen, his normally handsome features now appearing gloomy.

He wasn't stupid; he was fully aware of his own situation and clearly sensed the gradually indifferent attitude of the myriad races.

However, sometimes a person's personality is innate, and it's not something that can be changed simply by knowing it.

If one truly had that kind of awareness, one wouldn't have ended up in such a dire situation.

The Emperor's son did not have that awareness; he only felt that as the son of a god, his father was a deity revered by all races, and all races must respect him.

"It's all because of you, Yao Guang Holy King, Xia Mingxiao, Holy Prince, and that damned Holy Body." The Heavenly Prince felt extremely resentful. He felt that he had fallen into his current situation because of these people. Otherwise, he would still be the Son of God, revered by all races.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the half-saint with divine wings on his back, his eyes filled with hysterical killing intent.

Thunder roared, shaking the heavens and the earth. Xia Mingxiao fought against the heavenly tribulation, occasionally forcing out a mouthful of blood, awaiting the impending attack.

but……

It's been so long, what is the Crown Prince still standing there for? Why doesn't he take advantage of this opportunity to make a move?
He didn't understand, but thinking of the Emperor's son's treacherous and cunning nature, he remained on edge, constantly paying attention to his surroundings.

This tribulation was only a minor tribulation and was not difficult. As time passed, the tribulation gradually came to an end.

"Are you really not going to make a move?" Xia Mingxiao had been waiting for a possible attack, but the great calamity was nearing its end, and the other party still didn't seem to be planning to make a move.

This question was answered as the great calamity came to a complete end.

"boom!"

The sky shattered, and a jet-black hand stretched across the heavens, boundless and vast, covering the sky, densely covered with Dao traces, and shrouded in chaotic energy, causing the heavens and earth to collapse and crack.

The Holy Dao God's power was astonishing, radiant with divine light, and surging with chaotic energy. Wherever his great palm passed, all things seemed to meet their end.

Everyone trembled, because when Xia Mingxiao underwent his tribulation, people had already kept their distance, but at this moment, they still couldn't help but kneel down.

This is true holy might, which has transcended the realm of humans and is many times stronger than the aura emanating from the previous semi-saints.

"A true ancient saint has made a move!"

"This is a blatant breach of the alliance and a violation of the treaty that there are no saints in the world."

Not to mention the human race, even the ancient races were shocked at this moment, never expecting things to turn out this way.

When a true ancient sage makes a move, it will surely cause a huge uproar afterwards.

The grand gathering of all races is only two years away.

In such a short time, before the honeymoon period was even over, the Ancestral King made a public move. Humanity will definitely not let this go afterward.

Because this touches a nerve with everyone, if it is not stopped, it will lead to another, and no one will be safe anymore.

Of course, there are also some clueless people who are secretly pleased at this moment, because the chaotic situation makes it easier for them to cause trouble.

Such people lack long-term vision and only focus on immediate gains. Everyone fears the legacy of a ruthless person, but ask yourself, who wouldn't want to inherit that legacy?

Now that the situation is in chaos, they may be able to use this opportunity to force the Yao Guang Holy Land to hand over the legacy of the ruthless master.

Many thoughts flashed by in the blink of an eye, and then a giant hand swept down from the heavens, attacking Xia Mingxiao.

Xia Mingxiao's expression changed, his magical power surged, and his combat strength instantly rose to its peak. Dazzling holy light soared into the sky, condensing into a holy light domain around him, combining offense and defense.

Heaven and earth seemed to freeze, then it turned into a box, shaking wildly, and the mountains and rivers collapsed like building blocks.

Only the realm of holy light, like a rhombus-shaped crystal, is extremely brilliant and indestructible.

This divine technique was none other than the Holy Light Domain created by Li Yao by fusing the Holy Light Technique and the Primordial Holy Light Technique. Even among imperial techniques, it was a very powerful divine technique.

Due to his own circumstances, Xia Mingxiao was perfectly aligned with the Path of Light. The power he wielded in this shikigami technique was second only to that of Li Yao, who was essentially cheating.

"boom!"

The black hand slammed down, crushing the eternal blue sky, while the Great Dao God's laws shook the heavens and earth, slamming fiercely onto the rhomboid crystal.

With a deafening roar, the chaotic energy between heaven and earth surged. The giant palm collided with the rhomboid crystal, unleashing a world-destroying wave that shot out countless beams of destructive light, completely shattering the surrounding thousands of miles.

"Crack!"

The rhomboid crystal made a crisp sound and began to crack, like a damaged piece of porcelain. Xia Mingxiao was sent flying backward, his body crashing into the Ten Thousand Mountains, breaking countless mountains and sending rocks flying through the clouds.

The black hand trembled slightly, paused for a moment, and was unable to strike down with unstoppable force, being blocked for a brief moment.

Everyone was shocked. Even Huo Qizi and his sister, Huang Xudao and the others stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Although Xia Mingxiao was at a disadvantage and was sent flying, the shock was not diminished in the slightest.

This was just a Dao Slayer, standing at the eighth level of the Heavenly Realm, yet he actually managed to block an attack from an ancient saint!
Such combat power is no less than that of the princes; how could a mere mortal have reached such a level?

The legacy of ruthless individuals could actually go this far, erasing the supreme imperial laws within their bloodlines?!

"Roar!"

Below even a sage are all ants. Now, an ancient sage tried to crush an ant, but failed and was blocked by the ant.

This is a disgrace, something the ancient sages could not accept.

The ancient sage, enraged by the strike, felt his authority challenged. The divine light emanating from his dark palm intensified as he continued to strike.

"With one thought, flowers bloom and you rule the world!"

A clear voice rang out from the smoke and dust, like a divine incantation; just reciting it sent chills down one's spine.

With incredible speed, Xia Mingxiao burst forth from the dust and smoke, his entire body enveloped in celestial light, every pore of his body absorbing and exhaling the essence of heaven and earth.

His expression was serene, his eyes deep and profound. Even when facing an ancient sage, he showed no hesitation or fear, remaining extremely calm, like a god smiling with a flower in hand.

Suddenly, one after another, translucent petals fell from the sky, endlessly. Each petal was engraved with the traces of the Great Dao, exquisitely beautiful, like a celestial flower.

People were captivated by the beautiful scenery before them, their minds seemingly sluggish, and even those with weak resolve had their eyes glazed over.

But those with firm resolve showed no composure in appreciating the beautiful scenery; instead, their pupils widened and their entire bodies tensed.

Thousands of petals, incomparably beautiful, like celestial flowers, yet containing extreme killing intent; each falling petal could easily kill a Dao Slayer.

Above the Ten Thousand Mountains, beneath the sky, the petals were crystal clear and white. Xia Mingxiao was incredibly holy, like a deity holding a flower, standing on a petal more than a meter long, his hair flying and his skin shimmering.

A massive, jet-black hand swept across the sky, causing the void to collapse wherever it went, and countless chains of divine order connecting heaven and earth.

This was an ancient sage's strike, a holy law that astonished the world, its power immense and heavy, a single force overcoming ten techniques.

On the other side, the petals were like a sea, each one a flower of enlightenment, imprinted with Xia Mingxiao's mark, with the light of the Great Dao hanging down from the petals, like thousands of waterfalls falling from the heavens.

"Boom!"

Finally, the two collided.

The enormous, jet-black hand, carrying the force to crush the eternal heavens, covered the sky and earth, accompanied by the wailing and howling of ghosts and gods, unsettling everyone's soul. Yet, this very attack was blocked by the sea of ​​flowers, unable to advance an inch, leaving everyone utterly dumbfounded.

Petals are everywhere in the world. A single thought can cause a flower to bloom, containing earth-shattering power and obliterating everything.

"Another Yao Guang Holy King?"

People whispered in their hearts.

I don't know when it started, but when describing someone as extraordinary, the first person that comes to mind is actually Li Yao.

Just like when Li Yao shook the world, people used yet another "beginningless".

This is a subtle and pervasive power, and also a hallmark of an era. Once people gradually adapt to it, then this era will belong to Li Yao.

The large black hand retreated, as if it knew it couldn't stop Yi Si Hua from blooming, but this was not the end.

At the edge of the sky, a figure appeared, standing at the center of heaven and earth. Around him, strands of Dao traces intertwined, transforming into a sacred domain.

The Ancestral King was dressed in black armor and wore a lion-shaped helmet. He was tall and imposing, like a demonic mountain.

"Another golden age comparable to the Immortal Emperor?" the Ancestral King murmured, somewhat shocked.

In this era, too many people have defied the heavens, and now, facing someone who is no weaker than the ancient prince, even the Ancestral King is somewhat moved.

He knew he was about to face a rare golden age.

However, in this life, having the Emperor's son is enough; there's no need for so many extraordinary geniuses.

"Qiang!"

The sounds of weapons echoed throughout the heavens and earth. The Ancestral King drew a black halberd, its holy might flowing, and its snow-white blade was incomparably sharp. Without even wielding it, it cut two large rifts in the void.

"Young man, you've made me use my weapons and go all out. Even if it means death, I can be proud of it." The Ancestral King highly praised Xia Mingxiao.

For a saint to have to exert all his strength to kill a Dao-slaying cultivator is truly an honor for an ordinary person.

But Xia Mingxiao scoffed and said, "I don't think I'll die today. On the contrary, this day next year will be your death anniversary."

The Ancestral King sneered, not intending to continue speaking, and raised his halberd, ready to kill this monster.

But the next moment, his expression changed, and he looked behind Xia Mingxiao. There, an old man appeared, dressed in white, blending with the heavens and earth, with an incomparably powerful aura.

"Qin Zu!"

The powerful members of Yao Guang, who were watching from afar, were overjoyed. Their tense expressions disappeared and were replaced by surprise.

"The rule that there are no saints under heaven is a rule recognized by both sides. Now, you, a dignified ancient saint, have attacked a junior. Not only have you violated the rule, but you have also disregarded the dignity of an ancient saint." Qin Jue said sarcastically with an icy expression.

“He has repeatedly insulted the Son of God and shown no respect for the gods. What’s wrong with teaching him a lesson?” said the Ancestral King in black armor.

"Why are you humiliating yourself again? Yao Guang Saint King said long ago that my human race does not worship that five-colored little... big chicken. Since we do not worship it, how can you say that we are offending it?" Qin Jue launched another insult against the emperor, and this time it was in front of an Ancestral King.

"How dare you..." the Ancestral King roared, his anger rising as the deity in his heart was offended.

But before he could finish speaking, Qin Jue interrupted him: "You're the one who's being presumptuous, violating the rules, bullying the weak, and taking action without permission. You're practically courting death."

"boom!"

An aura far stronger than that of the Ancestral King erupted, its holy might overwhelming, causing mountains to collapse, rocks to pierce the clouds, and dust to obscure the sun, chilling all who witnessed it.

"Since you enjoy bullying the weak, then today, I'll let you taste that feeling." Qin Jue made his move, pointing out with one finger, from which a beam of light shot out, the Great Dao Divine Law boundless.

"Roar!"

The Ancestral King roared and swung his halberd down to meet the pointing light, but the next moment he was horrified and filled with fear.

An indescribable, overwhelming force struck, impossible to resist. The halberd seemed to have cleaved a divine mountain, and terrifying divine power flowed back through it.

With a "poof," the fingers holding the halberd exploded, flesh and blood tore apart both arms, battle armor exploded, the halberd was knocked away, and the Ancestral King's body trembled like a leaf as he flew sideways.

Although both were saints, the difference between them was enormous, like heaven and earth, and the Ancestral King had no power to resist.

The Ancestral King's body crashed down with a thunderous roar, causing the earth to tremble as if a dragon were turning over, splitting open a spiderweb-like crack thousands of feet long, with dust billowing everywhere.

With a single strike, Qin Jue severely injured an Ancestral King, demonstrating overwhelming power.

"Thinking himself strong, but actually just average." Qin Jue killed him by striking at his spirit, looking down at the Ancestral King from his high position.

Huo Qizi and his siblings paled, realizing that this was an invincible saint, and unless the Saint King intervened, they would hardly encounter an opponent.

The Emperor's son has fallen today. Not only are his enemies unharmed, but his face has been slapped hard once again. The halo of the Son of God is almost shattered into pieces.

But the terrifying thing continued. Qin Jue had no intention of stopping. He pointed his finger again, and a dazzling light shot towards the black-clad Ancestral King.

"I beg you to lend a hand, senior." The Emperor's son's expression changed, and he hurriedly cried for help.

He didn't have many ancestral kings to begin with, and three of them had already been lost at the Grand Gathering of Myriad Races. He simply couldn't afford any more losses.

"Hey!"

A flash of silver light streaked across the sky, arriving before Qin Jue's finger light.

"He has already paid the price. Is it not going too far for you to take his life as well?" A cold voice echoed throughout the Hundred Thousand Mountains, omnipresent.

Another ancestral king arrived. He appeared to be in his thirties, with a full head of silver hair and deep, weathered eyes. Behind him, a silver moon rose and fell, and frost covered the heavens and earth.

"It's him, the disciple of the Great Sage Kunzhou, the Silver Moon Heavenly King!"

People were horrified. Today's events were truly full of twists and turns. Just when they thought it was about to end, another change occurred. It was really too unusual.

It's as if both sides actually had their own ideas, but were just using today's big battle as an opportunity to unleash them.

"It's you. You were scared away by the Holy King Yao Guang back then, and now you still want to be my enemy Yao Guang?" Qin Jue was not afraid of the Silver Moon Heavenly King, and his tone was very cold.

"I retreated that day simply because I didn't want to face the Dragon Pattern Cauldron, not because I was afraid of it," the Silver Moon Heavenly King said calmly, stating the facts.

"Then today, are you no longer afraid of the Dragon Pattern Cauldron?" Qin Jue's eyes burned with fervor, his domineering tone growing even stronger.

No one expected Qin Jue to be so domineering in the face of a Heavenly King, and what was the meaning behind his words? Was he going to use the Dragon Pattern Cauldron?
Everyone gasped, realizing that today's events were extremely serious. The grand gathering of all races had just ended, and the world had finally enjoyed a period of peace. Was it going to be disrupted today?
No one wanted to face that situation. Even the ancient tribes did not want war, because they all knew that the human race might not be as simple as it seemed. If a war broke out, both sides might suffer heavy losses.

Of course, there are radicals among the ancient races, and the faction to which the Silver Moon Heavenly King belongs is one of them.

“Imperial weapons are not only found among humans; ancient imperial weapons also exist among all races. It’s just that we weren’t prepared for them back then, and that scene will not repeat itself today,” said the Silver Moon Heavenly King.

"They've really been planning this for a long time, but I think today's spectacle isn't meant for me, Yao Guang, is it?" Qin Jue suddenly said, looking at the Heavenly Emperor's son.

"The First Royal Family and the lineage of the Fighting Holy Ape have a great feud. You support the Heavenly Prince and suppress the Holy Prince to see how the Western Desert will react, right?"

"What huge teeth! Aren't they afraid of breaking them?"

Silver Moon King's expression remained unchanged, but he was inwardly shocked, not expecting that this person had seen through their plans.

Many people were confused by what they heard, but some smart people understood it.

Why has the Crown Prince dared to act so recklessly and fearlessly towards the Holy Prince all these years? It turns out that someone is behind it.

No one noticed it before, but now that it's been exposed, nothing is surprising anymore.

The Emperor's lineage, to which the Crown Prince belongs, is not actually that powerful. On the other hand, the Holy Prince has not only the Divine Silkworm Princess behind him, but also the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

Either of these two figures could easily sweep through the eight tribes of the Divine Generals. If the Heavenly Emperor's son had no powerful backing, why would he dare to act in this way?

This is a terrible matter, as it involves a power struggle between the Great Sages.

As others explained, some who hadn't understood at first realized what was happening and were alarmed.

The Silver Moon Heavenly King was helpless and cursed the Heavenly Emperor's son as a waste in his heart. Blinded by anger, he changed his target on his own.

Just as Qin Jue said, the First Royal Family's target was not Xia Mingxiao. Before today, who could have imagined that Xia Mingxiao's talent was no weaker than that of the ancient prince?

Such a person is not worth the First Royal Family's great efforts.

The reason the situation has become like this is purely because the Emperor's son was controlled by anger.

Even the Silver Moon King now doubts whether supporting the Heavenly Prince has truly yielded any results. He simply hasn't shown the potential he should have.

But there's no point in thinking about these things now; let's focus on handling the current situation.

"Your Excellency, let's leave it at that for today. The First Royal Family has no intention of clashing with Yao Guang, but it is not afraid of conflict either."

Qin Jue sneered and said, "It's not that easy to end it here. You were the first to break the rules and bully the weak. If we don't give an explanation for what happened today, everyone will think that Yao Guang is easy to bully."

"So what do you want? Do you really want to fight?" said the Silver Moon King, stepping forward.

"Don't forget, the matter of that kid possessing the legacy of a ruthless person is still waiting for you Yao Guang to resolve."

"So what? If you want to explain, come and fight. I, Yao Guang, am not afraid of any trouble!" Qin Jue's tone was firm as he surveyed every corner of the world.

Anyone who met that gaze felt a chill run down their spine. At that moment, they suddenly realized that Xia Mingxiao also had someone behind him.

The supreme power of Yao Guang Holy Land, wielding the imperial weapon Dragon Pattern Cauldron, has nothing to fear from trouble!
Sometimes, when yakuza forces back down, it's not out of fear, but because they have a choice, which is why they back down.

But when they refuse to back down, who would dare to confront them recklessly? If it really comes to a fight to the death, any force that clashes with them will suffer heavy losses.

Unless multiple extreme forces unite to wage war, there is no way to ensure success.

"It seems that Yao Guang really intends to fight against all the powerful forces on his own. In that case, bring out your backup plan. You can't make me pay the price," said the Silver Moon Heavenly King calmly.

Qin Jue was merely at the Saint realm, while he was only one step away from becoming a Great Saint. The gap between the two was greater than the difference between heaven and earth.

Even under these circumstances, Qin Jue's domineering attitude suggests that there must be a powerful figure secretly backing him up.

But who could it be? According to Master's calculations, the Holy King Yao Guang has already left...

As the Silver Moon King was speculating, his pupils suddenly widened, and a sense of horror gripped his heart.

"Are you looking for me?" Suddenly, a whisper sounded behind him.

"When did you arrive?" Silver Moon King felt a chill rise up his spine.

It was too fast. He was a superstar, yet he didn't even realize when the other person approached him.

The fact that they appeared behind him without his knowledge meant something that the Silver Moon King naturally knew.

If the opponent had attacked just now, he would have been powerless to resist and could have been killed in one blow.

(End of this chapter)