Shrouding the Heavens: Simultaneous Transmigration, Heavenly Emperor's Stern Father

There are two modes of power enhancement.

One is a fixed increase; regardless of his own strength in the other world, Ye Chen alone can double his basic combat power.

Seven stars, seven Ye Chen, that's seven times the combat power.

This is the minimum guarantee; even someone from the weakest world has irreplaceable value.

The second type is the real amplification, where the strength of the enhancement depends entirely on the individual's cultivation level in the other world.

If one connects to their mortal self, the improvement is negligible;

If one day I could connect with my Emperor-level self, that would be a meteoric rise to the top.

The two modes can be switched at any time without conflict.

This is his true reliance.

As everyone knows, Ye Fan = Heavenly Emperor.

And he was the stern father of the Heavenly Emperor.

Seven Worlds:

The Legend of the Condor Heroes, The Return of the Condor Heroes, The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, The Deer and the Cauldron, Romance of the Dragon and the Snake.

Seven years.

It has been seven years since the discovery of the ability to travel through the world of "Covering the Sky".

"Do you know how I've spent these past seven years?"

Ye Chen used the Northern Darkness Divine Art as a guide to absorb and transform his own power from the other world into a pure source to promote his cultivation of the Heaven-Covering Technique.

That is, to use the real amplification to borrow and absorb the power of the other world, and use it as a human medicine.

This is a ruthless move that can be described as "I eat myself".

As everyone knows, Ye Fan is a ruthless older brother, and Ye Chen beats Ye Fan like a father beats his son.

According to later unofficial historical records, the ruthless man was also known as Xiao Ye Chen, and the Devouring Heaven Demon Art he created actually originated from the Northern Darkness Divine Art...

After seven years of arduous cultivation, seven years of devouring, and seven years of fusion, he finally reached the final stage of the Sea of ​​Wheels Secret Realm...

At the peak of the Divine Bridge, one step away from reaching the other shore.

Guo Xiaotian in The Legend of the Condor Heroes, Yang Kang in The Return of the Condor Heroes, Zhang Cuishan in The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, Duan Zhengchun in The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, Feng Qingyang in The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Hong Chengchou in The Deer and the Cauldron, and Wang Zhong in The Romance of the Dragon and the Snake.

The last wishes of all seven worlds were fulfilled, and the talents and origins of his seven selves all became the foundation for his cultivation.

He absorbed the essence and discarded the dross of the martial arts techniques and wisdom of those worlds, and integrated them into his own understanding.

Although this level of cultivation is nothing special in the world of Shrouding the Heavens, it is astonishing that one could reach this level on one's own in Earth, a land in the end times where the essence of life has been drained by the Ninety-Nine Dragons Mountain.

Ye Chen regained his composure and took a deep breath.

For the past seven years, he has never dared to relax or slack off for a moment.

Because he knew that the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin would arrive in seven years.

If he can't catch this train and is stuck on Earth, even if he lives until Ye Fan returns, he will only be a frail old man, causing his son worry and concern.

He didn't want to be a burden to his son.

He wanted to be a support for his son.

Over the years, he would often secretly return to the city where Ye Fan lived, just to catch a glimpse of him from afar.

Watching my son play basketball, watching him participate in club activities, watching him throw his graduation cap when he graduates.

Sometimes he would climb over the wall at night and use his meager divine power to cleanse his son's meridians and remove impurities from his body. Although it was less than nothing for the Ancient Sacred Body, he still did it.

He dared not show himself.

Because once you show yourself, you have to explain, and if you explain, you have to stay, and if you stay, you can't leave.

The Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity; once missed, it will never happen again.

He could only endure it, one year, two years, three years... a full seven years.

Patience means being able to think things through and persevere!

"Father?"

Ye Fan's voice pulled him back from his reverie.

Ye Chen turned around and looked at his son's face, which resembled his own, and a myriad of emotions welled up in his heart.

"I went to many places and did many things."

Ye Chen's voice was calm and deep, "But now is not the time to go into details."

He raised his hand, pointed to the sky, and said, "Look, your childhood wish is about to come true!"

Ye Fan: "?"

Following his finger, everyone looked and saw several black dots appearing on the horizon, rapidly enlarging.

Nine dragons pulled the coffin, and it descended.

Ye Chen stood with his back to the crowd, hands behind his back, gazing up at the nine enormous creatures that were getting closer and closer, a slight smile playing on his lips.

From today onwards, the script for "Covering the Sky" will be rewritten.

Nine dragons pulled the coffin down from the sky, their expressions furious and menacing!

The nine giant dragons, their bodies winding like a black steel Great Wall, shrouded the sky above Jade Emperor Peak in darkness.

"Nine dragons pulling a coffin descend!"

"The Earth is depleted of spiritual energy and is not a place for humans to live. Leaf, the Big Dipper is our promised land."

Ye Chen looked at his dumbfounded son and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Boom!

A huge bronze coffin crashed down on the mountaintop, sending up a shower of rubble.

The earth cracked open, dust filled the air, and countless tourists screamed and scattered in all directions.

"What is this?!"

"Dragon...dragon...it's a dragon!"

"Run!"

Ye Fan and his classmates were closest to the ancient coffin. Before they could react, the coffin lid burst open, and an irresistible force swept all those closest into it.

"leaf!"

Pang Bo shouted, but he was lifted into the air by the whirlwind.

"ah……!"

Li Xiaoman, Zhou Yi, Lin Jia, and others were also lifted into the air and sucked into the darkness.

Ye Fan felt dizzy and was about to be sucked into the coffin.

Just then, a figure steadily blocked his way.

Ye Chen put one arm around Ye Fan's shoulder and pressed the other hand into the air, causing his moon-white robe to flutter wildly in the wind.

His feet were like nails, motionless. Then, he lightly touched the ground with his toes, and a blur swept past, carrying Ye Fan into the bronze coffin.

"Walk."

Before the coffin lid was completely closed and the last ray of light was blocked, the five-colored divine light from the nine dragon corpses shot straight into the sky.

Nine dragons pulled the coffin and disappeared into the sky above Mount Tai.

Raising the coffin signifies wealth.

But the darkness inside the coffin was suffocating.

Thirty-one people were trapped in the cold, heavy bronze coffin, their cries, screams, and prayers rising and falling in chaos.

"Help……"

"Someone help me out!"

"No cell phone signal!"

"How could this happen? Why us?!"

Some people tried to call for help, but only got a busy signal;

Some people pounded on the coffin wall with all their might, only to experience excruciating pain in their hand bones;

Some people even collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

All aspects of life are contained within this small space.

Ye Chen stood quietly to one side of the coffin wall, his face indistinct in the darkness.

What he was thinking about were the ferocious beast patterns engraved on the inner wall of the bronze coffin... those were the origins of the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

He also thought about the hundreds of ancient characters inside the small bronze coffin... each one was an imperial symbol, and if one could comprehend them, the benefits would be immeasurable.

But now is not the time.

"Everyone, please be quiet!"

Ye Fan's voice rang out, echoing inside the coffin.

He struggled to his feet and tried to calm his classmates down.

Although he was also terrified, he was calmer than most people.

Pang Bo also stepped forward to help, and his burly body became a source of support for many.

"Brother Ye, Brother Pang, what exactly happened?" someone asked with a mournful face.

"We don't know either."

Ye Fan shook his head, but his gaze involuntarily fell on his father in the darkness.

Ye Chen stood there, without saying a word.

His silence was more powerful than any words.

Those who were originally hysterical gradually calmed down after seeing this otherworldly "immortal".

Having a living cultivator standing in front of you is more effective than any attempt to appease you.

"Uncle Ye... Immortal Ye," Pang Bo leaned closer, "Do you know what's going on?"

Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes.

A golden glow suddenly surged from his body, soft yet bright, instantly dispelling the darkness within the coffin.