Covering the Sky: I am Donghuang Taiyi

"Candied hawthorn..."

Inside the ancient city.

Pavilions and towers stand side by side, and buildings are densely packed together.

The streets were bustling with traffic and people, and various vendors were hawking their wares.

The long-lost warmth of everyday life made Taiyi feel as if he had been transported to another world, and he was filled with inexplicable emotions.

After making some inquiries, I learned that I had accidentally stumbled into the territory of the Qian Kingdom, which was extremely far from the Yan Kingdom, a distance of tens of thousands of miles.

This ancient city, named "Yuancheng," is one of the most famous cities in the Qian Kingdom.

It is a place of outstanding people and abundant resources, with a long history. It attracts a large number of merchants and tourists from all over the world, making it extremely prosperous. Even cultivators are not uncommon.

"Hmm, it tastes really good..."

Taiyi relaxed and began to stroll around the ancient city.

He casually used the loose silver he had "borrowed" from a group of bandits to buy a few fragrant donkey meat buns and savored them with relish.

I also saw some cultivators, gathered in small groups in those luxurious restaurants, talking loudly.

Many more transformed into divine rainbows.

Heading west.

Have you heard?

"A bloody disaster has occurred in the Silver Mine Mountains, three hundred miles to the west!"

"While mining, someone unearthed a mysterious tunnel, which caused chaos..."

"All of the hundreds of people in charge of mining are dead!"

"It is said that they were possessed by evil spirits, and they died one by one with blood flowing from their seven orifices. It was a gruesome sight!"

"I've heard there might be a large tomb there, and many cultivators are heading there!"

……

Biting into a candied hawthorn.

Taiyi was wandering aimlessly through the city.

Experiencing the customs and traditions of different regions, and gaining insights into the world.

But his handsome appearance and dignified bearing still attracted the attention of many people. Every now and then, young women from wealthy families would be drawn to him and blush as they approached him to chat.

Taiyi smiled humbly and politely declined all the invitations from the noble ladies.

With his keen senses, he gradually gleaned a considerable amount of information from the conversations of those cultivators.

"The Great Tomb?" His expression shifted, and he decisively headed towards the silver mine mountain range that the cultivators had mentioned.

Before long, they arrived at a mountain range that stretched endlessly, resembling a dragon lying in wait.

There, a considerable number of cultivators had already gathered.

There were monks from various religions, as well as some independent practitioners.

Surprisingly, many of the mines were filled with wisps of black smoke, which gave people a strange chill and made them feel uneasy.

Every now and then, a cultivator would muster up the courage to venture inside.

"Ah! No—"

at this time.

A monk covered in blood.

He staggered out of a mine shaft.

But it was as if something was pulling it back; it struggled there, screaming in terror, "No—"

But the next moment, they were completely enveloped by the billowing black mist and let out a shrill scream.

The flesh and blood were directly corroded.

It turned into corpse fluid.

"What!?"

"How is this going?"

This scene shocked many people.

Their hair stood on end, and they couldn't help but back away.

A vast expanse of black mist surged forth, quickly engulfing an area spanning several miles.

The intense aura of malevolence sent chills down one's spine.

"Clang... Clang..."

Accompanied by the sounds of clashing swords and galloping horses.

A chilling, murderous aura swept over them.

Suddenly, a large number of Yin soldiers, clad in black armor, with pale faces and exuding murderous aura, emerged from the mine and charged towards the cultivators from all directions.

Moreover, one could vaguely see deep within the mine behind, rows of ghostly soldiers dressed in black armor and riding skeletal horses, appearing and disappearing in astonishing numbers.

"Run away..."

"Damn it, they're ghost soldiers..."

What exactly is buried inside?

"Ah..."

Many cultivators paled.

They all retreated hastily.

However, some people were too weak and too slow, and were directly entangled by the ghost soldiers.

Screams of agony echoed continuously. Some low-level cultivators, lacking sufficient strength, had no time to escape; in the blink of an eye, their flesh and blood were devoured, turning them into piles of white bones.

But some people were skilled and daring enough to fight against those ghostly soldiers.

Fortunately, the ghostly soldiers did not leave the vicinity of the mine, and the black mist stopped spreading.

"Boom..." Not far away.

A huge furnace suddenly enlarged.

Vast flames surged forth, burning the ghostly soldiers and dispelling the thick black mist.

Those ghostly soldiers all let out shrill and chilling screams.

It turned directly into ashes.

“These mere Yin soldiers are nothing to worry about…” A young cultivator at the third level of the Dao Palace, dressed in magnificent clothes with the insignia of the Yao Guang Holy Land on his robes, stood proudly, exuding an astonishing aura.

Holding the precious furnace in his hands, he shouted loudly, "Fellow disciples, let's charge in..."

"Senior Brother Chen is indeed amazing!"

"As expected of a powerhouse at the fourth level of the Dao Palace..."

"These ghost soldiers are no match for Senior Brother Chen Feng's offensive!"

A group of young cultivators, all from the Yao Guang Holy Land and possessing considerable strength, were all amazed.

Looking at the young man in the lead, he was filled with admiration and respect, and even a little bit of unspoken envy.

Most of these people were at the Divine Bridge Realm or the Other Shore Realm, with only a few being at the initial stage of the Dao Palace Realm.

His strength was clearly inferior to that of the young cultivator.

"kill--"

"Everyone, charge!"

"Suppress these evil spirits!"

In a short time.

Divine power surged, clanging incessantly.

Flying sword, small pagoda, jade hairpin, folding fan...

One after another, dazzling divine rays flashed.

Various magical artifacts flew about, constantly colliding and fiercely clashing with the ghostly soldiers.

The disciples of Yaoguang were full of confidence and unwilling to be outdone. They used their skills to fight against the Yin soldiers.

They quickly halted the onslaught of the ghost soldiers and began to advance steadily towards the mine.

They plunged into the depths of that eerie, misty fog.

……

Chapter 27: Vivi the Young Girl, the Mysterious Underground Palace

"kill--"

"Clang... Clang..."

In front of the mine.

Black mist swirled, and a menacing aura soared into the sky.

The sounds of clashing swords and galloping horses filled the air, along with the constant shouts of battle.

Squads of ghostly soldiers clad in black armor surged out and clashed with the cultivators who were trying to enter the mine.

Every now and then, cultivators with low strength, but unwilling to give up and miss their chance, would fall to their deaths in pools of blood, screaming in agony.

It turned into white bones and even blood.

It gives you goosebumps.

"Fellow senior brothers and sisters, are we really going to rush in recklessly?"

A beautiful and ethereal young girl in blue wielded her sword and killed several ghost soldiers.