In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

The little divine silkworm transformed into a streak of crimson light and landed directly on Lü Yao's hair. Its phoenix claws gripped two strands of Lü Yao's hair tightly, chirping softly, with five-colored flames burning on its feathers.

Having spent so much time together, Lü Yao understood what it meant: it wanted Lü Yao to take it away quickly and not sell it.

“Fellow Daoist Divine Silkworm… Little Darling has indeed spent a long time with me and we have developed feelings for each other…” Lü Yao began to explain.

The Divine Silkworm Daoist's eyes shimmered with a hazy glow. He narrowed his eyes slightly and then said, "Following you would not disgrace the prestige of the Divine Silkworm Clan, but our clan cannot be servants or pets. We need to establish a proper and respectable title."

"How about... Xiao Guai becoming my second disciple?" Lu Yao suggested. By chance, he had taken Zhu Xuan, who had the obsession of the Candle Dragon in his sea of ​​consciousness, as his disciple, so Xiao Guai could only be his second disciple.

“Alright.” After thinking for a moment, the Divine Silkworm Daoist nodded in agreement.

Xiao Guai was relieved when it heard that it wouldn't be forced to leave. It pounced on the Chaos Gourd in Lu Yao's hand, wanting to go back to continue its slumber and transformation.

Lu Yao immediately retrieved it; this was the fourth transformation... Eight transformations to Great Sage, nine transformations to Quasi-Emperor—the talent of the Divine Silkworm Clan was truly enviable.

Lu Yao then looked at Huo Qizi: "I wonder what advice Fellow Daoist Huo Qizi has for me?"

This guy entered the Immortal Realm by being called "Brother Ye" by his sister, and became an Emperor and a True Immortal. Even he, who has a cheat code, is a little envious.

Fire Kirin's blue hair cascaded over his shoulders as he smiled faintly, "The Heavenly Emperor invited me to ambush and kill the human prodigies, but I did not agree. However, I wanted to join in the fun. Being able to meet Fellow Daoist Lü, today's trip will not have been in vain."

Fire Kirin rambled on, but Divine Silkworm Daoist, being straightforward, immediately took his leave.

"Then I will also depart." Huo Qizi did not inquire further about Lü Yao's background and left with Shencan Daoren. At this point, the Heavenly Emperor's plan had completely failed.

The plan for the seven half-saints and four ancient princes to jointly kill the last few monstrous talents of the human race was ruined because of Lü Yao alone.

"I also take my leave, as I am heading to the Western Desert." The Fighting Saint bid farewell to Lü Yao and Ye Fan, departing on a golden cloud.

Chapter 308 Return of Yao Guang

Several days later, Lü Yao set foot on the main peak of the Yao Guang Holy Land.

Holy Lord Li Daoqing, Holy Man Gouchen, Wang Zheng, and Old Lady Zhao waited in front of the main hall, followed by Yao Guang, Yao Xi, Wei Wei, and several candidates for Holy Son.

Meanwhile, news of the four ancient princes being seriously injured, the ancient divine scripture being stolen, and the Holy Son of Yaoguang fighting against the Ancestral King spread like wildfire throughout the entire Beidou Star Region.

The eastern wilderness was shaken.

The Central Plains were shaken.

The entire Beidou Five Regions—the Northern Plains, the Southern Ridges, and the Western Desert—were shaken.

Holy Son of Yaoguang!

The Holy Son of Yao Guang, who had disappeared for many years, has returned, and in a way that caught everyone completely off guard.

This battle is enough to be written into the ancient history of the Beidou cultivation world. All the major families have recorded it so that future generations will know that there was such a monstrous genius.

Countless ancient clan forces began to re-examine the Yao Guang Holy Land. This lineage, which had kept a low profile for twenty years, actually had such a terrifying figure besides the rumored Dong Yao Guang.

The Undying lineage has temporarily fallen silent, not daring to speak out against the human race for violating the "no saints under heaven" agreement. However, everyone knows that this peace is only temporary. Once the Heavenly Emperor has fully recovered, it may be time for the Eight Divine Generals to begin their revenge.

On the main peak of the Yaoguang Holy Land, Lü Yao sized up Li Daoqing.

The supreme saint who had honed his skills for over a thousand years at the peak of the second immortal realm had indeed severed his Dao. His aura was vast and boundless, like a god of light descending to earth, with three thousand rings of light rising and falling. This was a manifestation of cultivating the Yao Guang Ancient Scripture to a profound level.

Li Daoqing deliberately dispelled his aura of light and walked towards Lü Yao, his tone filled with affection: "My holy son is back, and he's caused quite a commotion."

"Greetings, Holy Lord!" Lü Yao bowed respectfully. Ye Fan and Pang Bo behind him also bowed in return.

Afterwards, Lü Yao said to one of the candidates for Holy Son, "I would like to trouble this junior brother to take the Holy Body and the nineteenth generation descendant of the Azure Emperor to the Holy Palace for a rest."

He then said to Ye Fan and the other person, "I need to discuss matters concerning the Holy Land with the Holy Lord. Please wait for me for a while."

Ye Fan and Pang Bo followed a candidate holy son carrying a large bow, leaving only the most core figures of the Yao Guang Holy Land behind.

Old Saint Lord Gouchen joked, "Supreme Lord Zhao was originally going to set off for the Northern Region to save you, but you unexpectedly wiped out several half-saints with a flick of your wrist and even held out against the Ancestral King for a long time."

The Ji family and Yao Guang were both forces in the Southern Region, but the Ji family's half-saint was stationed in the Holy City at the time. Upon hearing that Ji Haoyue and Ji Zi were in danger, he immediately took a replica of the Void Scripture and went there.

For the past twenty years, the Yao Guang Holy Land has kept a very low profile, with its experts cultivating in seclusion in its deepest areas. The only person in charge of the Holy City is a Supreme Elder who has just achieved the Dao Breakthrough, and can only send messages to the Southern Region to await support.

Lü Yao immediately replied, "You flatter me, Holy Lord. After traveling beyond the borders for twenty-one years, I must have gained something."

"Hmm." Old Holy Lord Gouchen nodded, his face showing increasing satisfaction.

After Wang Zheng and Zhao Luotian exchanged pleasantries, Lü Yao's gaze fell on several of his contemporaries.

"Greetings, Senior Brother." Yao Guang, Yao Xi, Wei Wei, and the other candidates for Holy Sons bowed respectfully.

"No need for formalities." Lu Yao looked at Yao Guang and felt that something was off about this first candidate for Holy Son, but he didn't want to ask her directly because Wang Zheng and Zhao Luotian were there, and the two of them didn't know much about the Ruthless Clan.

So he said, "Junior Brother Yaoguang, after we return to Dragon Head Peak, let's catch up properly."

Yao Guang chuckled lightly: "I hope Senior Brother will not hesitate to offer his guidance."

Lu Yao then looked at Yao Xi: "Junior sister, it's been a long time."

Yao Xi has become increasingly holy, completely unlike before. Back then, she was like a combination of a goddess and a witch, but now, she only retains her divine side.

Yao Xi stared at Lü Yao with her dark, grape-like eyes: "I've been waiting for the Holy Son to return."

"Cough..." Even if Lü Yao was slow to notice the affection in Yao Xi's eyes, he could see it. Thinking back to his lingering feelings for Yan Ruyu and his thirty years of fighting, he knew that love was fleeting and would not wait for him. This time, Lü Yao was straightforward.

"Even when I'm far away, I think of my junior sister every day."

Upon hearing this, Yao Xi's cheeks immediately flushed red, spreading inch by inch along her fair and delicate jawline and neck.

Lu Yao looked at the fairy-like Weiwei and greeted her, "Junior Sister Weiwei, it's been a long time."

This person possesses the Celestial Eyes and extraordinary talent, destined to cultivate to the Quasi-Emperor level. His methods are also remarkable, enabling him to uncover the secrets of the Ruthless Ones' lineage.

Now that he's back, he'll definitely succeed to the Holy Lord position, but he'll step down afterward. Weiwei is more suitable than Yaoguang to be the next Holy Lord.

"The last time I saw my senior brother was more than twenty years ago at the Holy Son Ceremony." Weiwei held back and did not use her Immortal Eye to spy on the Holy Son's secrets. After all, she was only a second-level Immortal, while the Holy Son was able to protect himself under the Ancestral King. If the Holy Son was angered, no one would stand on her side.

Daoist Master Li Daoqing said, "Let's enter the main hall first."

"Yes, sir." Lü Yao and the others entered the main hall together.

The scenery here remains the same, a haven of tranquility.

Of course, it's not as magnificent as the main hall of the Ji clan, which is practically a part of a universe; that's the method of the Void Emperor.

Inside the hall, several clouds rose into the sky, and everyone took their seats. Li Daoqing, the current Holy Lord, and Gou Chen, the Holy Man, were seated below him, as was the custom of the noble families of the Holy Land.

But Lü Yao vaguely remembered that the Holy Lord said that there were limited seats here, and that no one else was allowed to enter except for the Holy Son and Holy Daughter and the masters of the thirty-six lineages.

So what about Yao Guang, Wei Wei, and the several candidate holy sons sitting behind him now?

Li Daoqing looked around at everyone and said, "In this era of the Big Dipper, the great waves have washed away the sand, and a new generation has replaced the old. The holy sons and daughters of Yaochi, Jiang family, Zifu... have all become new holy masters. It is time for the holy son of my Yaoguang Holy Land to ascend the throne."

Old Holy Lord Gouchen agreed, "The Holy Son's divine might is unparalleled, overwhelming his contemporaries. As the Holy Lord of our Holy Land, he can bring vigorous vitality and a bright future. I agree."

“Yes…” Zhao Luotian and Wang Zheng echoed.

Lu Yao did not refuse and said directly, "Since that's the case, this disciple will not shirk his duty and will surely lead the Holy Land to a higher level."

"Very well, then let us gather the masters of all the Dharma lineages here for a discussion!" Suddenly, a small bell appeared beside Li Daoqing. It was made entirely of mutton-fat white jade, one of the Nine Heavens Divine Jade, and one of the divine materials used to forge legendary artifacts.

Li Daoqing held a small hammer in his hand and gently struck the white jade bell. Instantly, the white jade bell, which was the size of a human head, rippled with visible sound waves, the sound so loud that it echoed out of the hall.

"clang..."

"clang..."

The bell tolls thirty-six times...

Suddenly, the tranquil Yao Guang Holy Land resounded with the tolling of bells, waves of sound spreading across the various divine peaks, floating islands, and pure lands...

"The Holy Lord is calling us!"

Cliffs and green stones, ancient caves... One by one, the masters of the Dharma lineages awoke from their cultivation, rose and looked towards the main peak of Yaoguang. This white jade bell, known as the mutton fat jade bell, would only be rung by the Holy Lord when a major event occurred.

It is also a sacred artifact passed down through generations, used to protect holy sites.

"Whoosh..."

The Yao Guang Holy Land is vast and boundless, with countless divine arrays that fold and conceal space, making it extremely immeasurable and far beyond what the naked eye can perceive.

Dozens of streaks of light streaked across the sky, radiating a powerful aura. Among them, the weaker dozen or so were all at the peak of the second level of immortality, and half of them were Dao-slaying kings.

Lu Yao looked toward the entrance of the main hall, where figures walked in from outside, each exuding a powerful aura.

He knew that the suppression of the Azure Emperor's Great Dao was getting weaker and weaker, and that in the next thirty to fifty years, many of these people would become saints.

One of the figures was extremely familiar; it was the former master of Dayan Peak. He was like a sharp knife, gleaming with cold light, and strangers were not to be approached.

Having obtained the secret of the Dou character, he was undoubtedly the most powerful among the masters of the various Dharma lineages, and his cultivation had reached the level of the Dao Severing Realm.

As clouds rose, the masters of various lineages took their seats, their gazes fixed on the Holy Lord and the Sage at the head of the table, but many others also fixed their gazes on Lü Yao.

"The Holy Son has returned?"

"I have severed my Dao, so why can't I see through the Holy Son's cultivation level?"

These peak masters and island lords were surprised to find that they could only sense that Lü Yao was at the mid-stage of the Dao-Slaying Realm. But how could such a cultivation level stand against a late-stage Ancestral King?

Lu Yao didn't explain. If anyone could guess that it was a solitary cultivation secret realm, then so be it; if not, he wouldn't say anything more.

Although one possesses holy might, if one does not reveal it, then one is a king who has severed the Dao.

However, after cultivating in the four secret realms and gaining the strength of a saint, the speed of progress slowed down, and after reaching the fourth minor stage, there was no further breakthrough for a long time.

He estimated that once his normal cultivation level reached the Saint level, his specialization in secret realms would completely lose its advantage.

However, before becoming a saint, he had already relied on this ability to fight beyond his level too many times, which was enough. In the future, when he becomes a quasi-emperor and revisits the five great secret realms, he will be able to save countless hours and energy, and he will not need to retrain the places he has already specialized in.

The heads of all the lineages respectfully greeted Li Daoqing and Gou Chen, and then each took their seats.

Li Daoqing nodded with great satisfaction, feeling very happy to see the Yao Guang Holy Land so powerful.

"I've summoned everyone here today for only one thing..."

Everyone listened attentively, but some of the lineage masters had already guessed what was going on and their gazes fell on Lü Yao.

Many peak masters, island masters, and city masters were focused on secluded cultivation and unaware of the turmoil outside. However, some of them had already heard about the story of the Holy Son of Yao Guang confronting the Ancestral King. The fact that the Ancestral King did not kill him in his later years was truly astonishing.

Compared to this, suppressing a half-saint and beheading the ancient prince are not worth mentioning.

As expected, Li Daoqing said directly, "I will resign from the position of Holy Lord, and the Holy Son will succeed me. Does anyone object?"