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

Chapter 341 Yao Guang's Perilous Situation
This stone figure was not a trial participant, but rather an enforcer-like being. It remained hidden until it saw the presence of a Saint King on the battlefield, at which point it emerged to fight its way out.

All the trial participants were only at the Saint level. Although some of the stronger ones could rival Saint Kings, if Mingxuan were allowed to continue killing, this group of trial participants would suffer heavy casualties.

Therefore, this holy king emerged, and we could not allow him to continue his rampage.

"Kill..."

The world was filled with shouts of battle; the battle was extremely fierce, holy blood was spilled, smashing mountain ranges, the earth trembled continuously, and countless huge cracks appeared in the earth's crust.

Mingxuan was temporarily held back, while the holy spirits on other battlefields went berserk. A blue stone figure went mad and tore an old and frail saint in two, bathing in blood and roaring to the sky.

This scene chilled everyone to the bone. The elderly saint was the foundation of a holy land, his fame resounding throughout the Bright Blue Ancient Star. Many cultivators had heard of his deeds, yet now he had been cleaved in two.

But before people could be shocked for long, another ancient saint was blasted to death.

That was a peerless demon saint who had always been at odds with the human race. But when the Holy Spirit invaded this time, it did not hesitate to stand up and join hands with the human race to protect their homeland.

Now that the Demon Saint has fallen, even human cultivators who had previously cursed it behind its back can't help but feel sorrow.

At this moment, past grievances are set aside, and everyone becomes a guardian against the invaders.

"Lion King!" A demon saint roared from the distant battlefield, filled with rage.

However, it was powerless. Its opponents were too strong. It was fighting against four ancient saints on Minglan's side by itself and was not at a disadvantage. It was unable to break away to provide support.

The power of the Holy Spirits was on full display at this moment, with few rivals among their peers, each one comparable to the top geniuses of the human race.

This is a celebration of the Holy Spirit, and if the deadlock is not broken, the scales of victory will undoubtedly tip in favor of the Holy Spirit.

"What should we do? Are we really powerless to resist?"

"Damn Holy Spirit, executioner of the universe."

People felt a sense of despair, and at the same time, an inevitable sense of fear arose in their hearts.

"Humans, you are destined to have no future in this life; you will only be supporting characters," the Holy Spirits roared arrogantly.

But just as they were celebrating, another upheaval occurred.

"boom!"

The heavens and earth suddenly shook, and a terrifying aura surged into the sky, drawing everyone's attention.

The Holy King Mingxuan unleashed a battle halberd, catching the stone man off guard, splitting his head in two and crushing his celestial platform.

This scene unfolded in the blink of an eye, unusually fast, even somewhat eerie.

But at that moment, no one paid attention; everyone was caught up in the surprise.

Next, the Holy King Mingxuan attacked with his battle halberd, displaying boundless arrogance. The great holy weapon in his hands was fully unleashed, instantly killing two more holy spirits.

The boundless Great Dao God's laws were astonishing, and the holy radiance was blazing. The Holy King Mingxuan went completely mad, his combat power soared, and holy spirits kept falling at his hands.

"You dare!"

Beyond the realm, Shenyu roared in fury, his voice resounding throughout the universe. The spear in his hand shone with divine light as he thrust it toward the ancient star Minglan.

But Gu Tian also roared, wielding his divine whip to intercept the spear.

"Your opponent is me."

The original words were returned, but the difference was that the identities were reversed.

Shen Yu was furious, but helpless. Anyone who could cultivate to the Great Saint Realm was exceptionally talented, and it was impossible to determine a winner in a short time. All he could do was utter threats.

"Then I'll kill you first, and then massacre Minglan Ancient Star."

Gu Tian scoffed and shouted, "You're full of empty boasts! Today I'll kill you to prove my Dao!"

The ultimate showdown continues. The might of the Great Sage stirs up the starry sea. Every move he makes is devastating to this star field, destroying countless stars with ease.

Suddenly, Shen Yu's senses tightened, and a repulsive force emanated from the spear in his hand, resisting him.

How can it be!

Shen Yu was shocked. The spear was his natal weapon, which was born with him and had long been connected to his mind. It was like an extension of his body. How was this any different from his hands and feet not obeying his commands?

A moment's distraction can have fatal consequences for the Great Holy War.

Although he reacted quickly and moved aside in time, his shoulder was still struck by the iron whip. Even his immortal holy spirit body could not withstand the blow from the great holy weapon, and half of his body cracked, with terrifying laws still remaining on it.

With a deafening roar, the divine feather flew out, smashing a huge crater into the starry sea. All the meteorites along its path were shattered, and flames filled the sky.

"One of the Nine Mythical Secrets, the Secret of the Military Character!"

In the desolate sea of ​​stars, Shen Yu's face was grim as he realized what had just happened.

As for the legendary Nine Secrets, someone at his level would naturally be very familiar with them, and he would know their effects perfectly well.

He never expected that the enemy would possess such a secret technique!
Even so, he was not afraid. Secret techniques like the "Soldier's Secret" could be effectively defended against as long as one took precautions.

At that moment, Gu Tian launched another fierce attack. His black iron whip clanged as it unleashed countless divine rays, sweeping across the sky like a sword beam, turning the Milky Way upside down, and pressing down upon them.

This strike was terrifying beyond measure; it was a manifestation of the ancient Heavenly Dao, a strike that would decide the outcome of the battle.

"what……"

With a soft whistle, Shen Yu unleashed a surge of magical power, his spear piercing the sun like a rainbow, his mind reaching its peak as he guarded against the control of the "Soldier" secret technique.

"when!"

A terrifying collision occurred, and this sea of ​​stars seemed to be turned upside down. Countless meteors spread out and shot into the distance, as if a planet had exploded here, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to split apart.

The moment the two weapons clashed, sparks flew everywhere. Every ray of light generated by the collision of their respective Daos was enough to kill a Saint King-level being.

Shen Yu's eyes narrowed, and an overwhelming divine power swept back along the spear. His arms cracked, holy blood splattered, and he almost lost his grip on the weapon, his body staggering back several steps.

This time, his weapon wasn't controlled, but Gu Tian's offensive inexplicably increased several times over.

The power of that iron whip was beyond imagination. It felt as if Gu Tian was not controlling it, but rather the weapon was unleashing its power autonomously, and he was merely a provider of divine power.

This feeling was incredibly strange, leaving one feeling bewildered.

But before he could think further, the iron whip struck down again, carrying the power of billions of divine beings, severing the three thousand realms and destroying countless layers of heaven.

"puff!"

After dozens of blows, Shenyu finally couldn't hold on any longer. His spear was knocked away, and the iron whip followed up with a fierce strike to his head.

"puff!"

White blood splattered everywhere, the Sendai was shattered, and Shenyu's face was ashen.

“I see…” he murmured softly.

He realized that from beginning to end, there had been another being of the same level in the shadows, interfering in the battle by using the "Soldier" secret technique.

Whether it was his spear going out of control or Gu Tian's sudden display of power, it was all a result of the secret power of the "Soldier" technique.

Shen Yu was unwilling to accept it. This battle was not a loss on his part, but rather a defeat not due to a lack of skill, but because he was defeated in a two-on-one fight.

"If I had known, I should have run earlier..."

These were his last thoughts before his consciousness was completely extinguished, and thus, a great saintly being fell.

In less than a year, the Holy Spirit lineage lost two Great Saints. Such a blow would be painful even for the wealthiest people.

Gu Tian waved his hand, retracted his massive Holy Spirit body, transformed into a beam of divine light, and returned to the ground.

On this day, Minglan was shaken. The once invincible Holy Spirit Clan suffered a crushing defeat here, and the Great Sage and his entire army were wiped out.

This was a great victory, enough to make all races rejoice.

"After this, let's see if the Holy Spirit Clan will dare to invade Minglan Ancient Star again."

"How wonderful! This is a victory of unity and cooperation. Today, regardless of past stances, we should put aside our prejudices and raise a toast."

"Well said! Let's have a big toast!"

On Minglan Ancient Star, everyone was in high spirits. All the restaurants were packed today, and people of all races gathered together to raise their glasses in celebration.

The Minglan Divine Dynasty is a vast expanse of celestial palaces, with roofs of white jade and floors of green jade, a dazzling and magnificent sight everywhere.

This is the most powerful force on Minglan Ancient Star, founded by a quasi-emperor, and has existed for two hundred thousand years.

Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, this divine dynasty has risen and fallen, experiencing a resurgence no fewer than three times. The most devastating one resulted in even the destruction of quasi-emperor artifacts.

However, with the rise of the Great Sage Gu Tian, ​​the dynasty once again stood at the pinnacle, restoring its former glory.

Inside a magnificent and enormous temple, the two who had displayed their divine power this time, the Holy King Mingxuan and the Great Sage Gutian, sat facing each other.

The strangest thing was that Gu Tian, ​​who was a Great Sage, was somewhat respectful when facing Mingxuan Saint King.

"I am very grateful for your righteous help in saving Minglan from this crisis," Gu Tian said softly, his head slightly bowed.

"There, people were protecting their homes and country, defending against foreign enemies," Mingxuan said casually.

Gu Tian chuckled, not revealing anything, and waved his hand to take out Shen Yu's corpse. This was agreed upon beforehand: all the corpses of holy spirits belonged to the other party.

Mingxuan made no guesses, directly put away Shenyu's corpse, chatted for a few more minutes, and then got up and left.

The main hall returned to silence, with only Gu Tian lost in thought.

Half a month ago, this Holy King, who appeared to be Mingxuan, suddenly appeared at his secluded place and told him that the Holy Spirit was about to attack.

The ability to get within a foot of him without him even noticing still sends chills down my spine when I think about it.

Of course, the reason why the two parties cooperated was the result of a discussion and exchange of ideas.

Without a doubt, he was completely overwhelmed, utterly powerless to resist. A single palm strike rendered him immobile. The opponent's terrifying combat strength far surpassed his own; in a true life-or-death battle, he estimated he wouldn't even last three moves.

"Sigh, who is this deity again? He's disguised as the Ancient Sage Mingxuan, probably to avoid attracting attention." Gu Tian shook his head, cleared his mind of distractions, and began to comprehend the Dao and cultivate.

He gained a lot from this battle. Although he was replaced by a substitute player later on, he still learned some profound lessons. If he could understand them, it would be beneficial to his current situation.

In the desolate starry sky, on a dead star far away from the ancient star Minglan, Mingxuan's figure appeared and instantly transformed into a tall and handsome young man.

"Congratulations, my lord, your wish has been fulfilled." The white tiger appeared, its face beaming with joy.

"It's all because of insufficient strength, otherwise why would we need to hide?" Li Yao chuckled, in a good mood. The so-called lack of strength was just a subconscious act of humility.

"What should we do next? Continue planning?" Baihu asked curiously.

"No, let's digest what we've gained first and improve our strength." Li Yao had already planned out what to do next.

The harvest this time was quite good. There were more than a hundred saint-level holy spirits, four or five saint kings, and one great saint. The divine energy they brought him was considerable. Once he digested it all, his strength would definitely reach a new level.

To be honest, this speed of cultivation is not only unprecedented, but even Li Yao himself was shocked.

Initially, he envisioned that if he could cultivate to the Great Sage realm to perfection within thirty years, that would already be a terrifying speed.

But who would have thought that the existence of the Holy Spirit would allow his cultivation speed to advance several levels, and he could expect to complete the cultivation of the Great Sage realm within a few years!

By then, Li Yao will only be a little over a hundred years old, around one hundred and seven years old.

A 107-year-old Great Sage at the pinnacle of cultivation broke the ancient history record, and beat the God Clan's Du Mu to the ground. There was simply no comparison between them.

Moreover, and most importantly, if this pace continues, to what extent will he evolve during the dark turmoil a century from now?

This race against time has finally reached a critical juncture, and the Holy Spirit lineage will determine the course of the Dark Turmoil.

Admittedly, Li Yao also knew that the higher his cultivation level, the less help he would receive from devouring the Holy Spirit.

For example, if one truly reaches the Quasi-Emperor realm, even the Saint-level Holy Spirits are not enough to fill a tooth gap for him, unless he has tens of thousands of Holy Spirits to devour, in which case they would be of no benefit.

But the Holy Spirit lineage is naturally born and nurtured by nature, and its numbers are extremely small; there probably aren't that many in the entire universe combined.

But regardless, it did give him a huge boost.

"Sigh, if I had tens of thousands of quasi-emperor level holy spirits to devour, I could easily attain enlightenment in ten years," Li Yao said with some regret.

But this is clearly wishful thinking. If the Holy Spirit Clan truly had that kind of scale, they would have already dominated the universe and reigned supreme over the heavens and the earth.

Li Yao shook his head, clearing his mind of distractions. He formed hand seals, and a tangible Great Dao Treasure Bottle appeared above his head, weaving together countless chains of divine order and radiating brilliant divine light.

Inside the treasure bottle, hundreds of holy spirit corpses were pierced by the divine chains of the Great Dao, unleashing endless suction force to draw out the divine energy from their flesh and blood.

In an instant, an incomparably pure and pristine energy descended from the Great Dao Treasure Bottle, pouring into Li Yao's body and engulfing every inch of his flesh and blood.

"Boom!"

Blood and qi surged, magical power surged, and then nourished the primordial spirit. The three advanced together, evolving and rushing towards the next level.

At the same time, the origin of chaos also began to evolve, the sacred powers of Yin and Yang collided, and endless chaotic divine power began to invade flesh and blood, aiding its evolution.

The sudden change in cultivation triggered a surge in Dao power, drawing down countless fragments of the Great Dao, which merged into every drop of blood, opening up the body's divine treasures.

"boom!"

A blazing divine flame erupted from Li Yao's body, like celestial fire, burning fiercely and illuminating this desolate star.

His aura began to become terrifying, like a god or demon dwelling between heaven and earth; just a glance from him would make people tremble with fear.

The newly broken-through cultivation level began to become more refined and active, and then gradually began to rise.

Baihu averted his gaze in shock, not daring to look directly at Li Yao, his heart filled with extreme astonishment.

An existence like Li Yao is like a monster overlooked by the heavens, a variable in this world. The more you understand him, the more illogical he seems.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, Li Yao, who was refining the essence of the Holy Spirit with his eyes closed, trembled, and a wisp of his aura escaped, stirring up this sea of ​​stars and causing it to tremble endlessly.

"What's wrong!" The white tiger, who was lost in thought, was startled and quickly got up, thinking that an enemy had arrived.

"This day was inevitable!" Li Yao said with a strange expression.

……

"This day was inevitable!" Inside a majestic and solemn temple in the Yao Guang Holy Land, several elderly people looked on with great helplessness.

"Before the Holy King left, he reinforced the seal with several layers, but it only delayed the damage for a while and could not completely prevent the great tomb from cracking open," Qin Jue sighed.

"There's nothing to regret. This place has made Yao Guang what it is, but now we have to leave, or disaster will strike," Yang Lan said in a deep voice.

The elderly men remained silent but did not object. They all knew about the large tomb below and knew that if they did not leave in time, it would definitely lead to disaster.

"Regarding the matter of Yao Guang, I wonder who leaked the news? Now there are many people gathered outside, all wanting to pounce and take a bite."

"Hmph, aren't you afraid of breaking your teeth by daring to set your sights on my Yao Guang Holy Land?"

"We still can't be careless. I've noticed that among those people are saints from beyond the realm and ancestral kings of all races. Their strength is not to be underestimated."

The three old men speaking at this moment were the three hidden talents that Li Yao had unsealed before he left. Their strength consisted of one Saint King and two Saints.

If Qin Jue and Yang Lan are included, the Yao Guang Holy Land has two Saint Kings and three Saints, making it extremely powerful.

But now is an era of great strife, with all races fully recovering, and with a constant stream of extraterrestrial saints arriving, the Big Dipper has long been in complete chaos.

If it weren't for the Dragon Pattern Cauldron suppressing the universe, those who had been entrenched outside would probably have already stormed into the Yao Guang Holy Land.

“A bunch of short-sighted fools, aren’t they afraid that when the Holy King returns in the future, he will settle accounts with them for what happened today?” Li Chongyun clenched his fists.

“They dare to be so arrogant because they know the Holy King is not here.” Yang Lan understood the thoughts of those people outside very well.

The Ancient Path of the Stars is extremely dangerous. Ancient history records that of those who have ever set foot on this path, only one in ten has returned. Among them, there was even a holy being who perished on that path.

“There are so many fools in this world. They are convinced that even someone as brilliant as the Holy King may not be able to return, and the opportunity is right in front of them. If they miss it, it will be gone forever. So they want to take a gamble.” Another Holy King, Li Daoxuan, also had a clear understanding of the current situation.

"So what should we do now? When the entire sect relocated, it was the weakest time for our sect. It doesn't matter if we don't have imperial weapons to attack us, but if a force really attacks us with imperial weapons, the Holy Land will suffer heavy losses." Sage Zhang Bowen said solemnly.

The Yao Guang Holy Land remained unmoved, with various array patterns and supreme imperial weapons, so no one dared to move it lightly. However, when the entire sect relocated, some array patterns had to be shut down.

This also means that at that time, the defense of the Holy Land will be almost entirely transferred to the Dragon Pattern Cauldron.

If an imperial weapon were to attack, the Dragon Pattern Cauldron would be restrained, and the Holy Land's defenses would be breached, allowing anyone to break in.

Just thinking about that scene is terrifying.

Because at this moment, outside the holy land, countless ancient saints are lurking, eyeing it covetously, wanting to tear a piece of fresh flesh from this vast holy land.

Most people didn't actually want to destroy the Yao Guang Holy Land; they just wanted to take advantage of the situation and gain some benefits.

As long as someone initiates a team fight, they will follow up and deal damage.

The five powerful forces of Yao Guang remained silent. The current situation was truly unpredictable, depending on whether any force would resort to using ultimate imperial weapons.

Just then, the palace doors opened wide, and a handsome young man walked in.

He was dressed in a blue robe, tall and slender, with an imposing presence, and bore some resemblance to his teacher.

"Qingzhou, what brings you here?" Qin Jue asked, somewhat surprised.

The other people also looked over, their eyes revealing a sense of familiarity.

Li Qingzhou was a disciple taken in by the Holy King on the eve of his departure from Beidou. Although his talent could not compare with his master's, he was considered a top figure among the current generation of young people.

At such a young age, he was already a Saint Lord-level expert, just one step away from achieving the Dao Severance. Although this was related to the disappearance of the suppression of heaven and earth and the activation of the Great Dao, it also showed his extraordinary talent.

Given time, this will become another renowned and powerful figure, capable of becoming the Holy King's right-hand man.

"Grandmasters, Master Weiwei sent me to report that the Golden Clan and the Myriad Dragon Nest have made unusual movements."

Li Qingzhou's resounding voice echoed through the hall, causing the five powerful figures to freeze in shock.

"They really did make a move... It's one thing for the Golden Clan to make a move, but why is the Myriad Dragon Nest also getting involved?" Yang Lan frowned.

The former Holy King made a powerful move, striking the Golden King and forcibly taking a piece of Dao Tribulation Gold the size of a human head from his hands. There was a cause and effect between them, so it was reasonable for him to take action.

There is no enmity between Wanlong Nest and Yaoguang Holy Land, so why attack Yaoguang at this time?

"Perhaps, it doesn't necessarily mean they'll target Yao Guang?" Li Chongyun asked hesitantly.

Several powerful figures, including Li Qingzhou, remained silent. The probability that the two royal families would make a move at this time was extremely low, unless they were targeting Yao Guang.

After saying those words, Li Chongyun fell silent, feeling that it was all self-deception.

"We must meet force with force and dam with water; the entire school must be relocated within ten days." In the end, Yang Lan made the decision.

The emergence of the large tomb is unstoppable, and the Yao Guang tomb must be relocated. There is no point in weighing the pros and cons; we can only face the difficulties.

……

The Dragon Nest, a place of surging chaos and rising dragon energy, is a densely packed cluster of intertwined dragon caves, flowing with divine radiance, making it one of the most powerful pure lands in the world.

Deep within the Dragon Cave, in the chaotic Dragon Lair, a woman sat cross-legged, shrouded in purple mist, making her indistinct but vaguely discernible. Her figure was graceful, her skin as white as snow, every inch radiating a crystalline light. Her purple hair was loose, hanging down to her hips, each strand crystal clear, as beautiful as a purple diamond.

Especially those eyes, hazy with purple mist, incredibly clear, yet containing an ancient and majestic aura, like a true dragon.

"The Yao Guang Holy Land is easy to target, but the deity behind it is a real problem. Have you thought it through? Are you really going to make a move?"

A clear, heavenly voice resounded throughout the chaotic dragon's lair, each syllable like celestial music, or the roar of an ancient dragon.

"Your Highness, do not worry. This time, it is the Golden Clan that is going to make a move. Our clan is just there to provide support. There will be no problems," said Qianlun, the Great Sage of the Myriad Dragon Nest, confidently.

(End of this chapter)