Covering the Heavens: Its fortune endures forever, sweeping across all heavens.

A faint chorus of praise could be heard from heaven and earth; it was a blessing from the heavens and a tribute to the desolate tower.

Only quasi-emperors in the world can tear through the void, cross a region, and resist the erosion of the void's power.

But Qin Tian, ​​who possesses the Immortal Tower, can do this ahead of time.

After all, there is nothing in the world more durable than a celestial artifact.

Providing Qin Tian with protection as he traversed the void was merely a drop in the ocean.

Tearing through the void with the power of the Immortal Tower doesn't require much strength.

However, Qin Tian could only traverse within the Beidou planet.

After all, his primordial spirit power is no match for that of a true quasi-emperor.

Quasi-Emperor level beings can not only tear apart the universe with their physical bodies, but their primordial spirits can also traverse multiple star systems to locate a specific target.

That terrifying mobility allows it to traverse most of the universe in an extremely short time.

Therefore, only when a quasi-emperor-level powerhouse is in power can a large-scale force spanning multiple star systems be established.

After all, if a royal court that rules over a region experiences a rebellion, it will take several years for the army to arrive at the place to quell the rebellion.

Therefore, this force's control over various regions is destined to be weak.

In the original novel, Ye Fan achieved the body of a quasi-emperor ahead of time, and was also able to tear through the void and cross star systems.

That's because Ye Fan experienced the darkness and turmoil, and fought a decisive battle against beings of the supreme level.

It then endured three hundred years of life, death, and decline.

His primordial spirit power was already no weaker than that of a quasi-emperor, but he was bound by the shackles formed from the fragments of the ultimate rules, making it difficult for him to break through.

Qin Tian gazed ahead at the boundless land, where an ancient city stood tall. From afar, it shone with auspicious energy and colorful light, exuding unparalleled holiness and peace.

This place is the pure land of the Yin-Yang Sect. Many major sects in the Central Plains are the same. They built cities to nurture dragon energy, and after more than 200,000 years, it has long become a sacred land.

The magnificent city walls, like an endless black steel Great Wall, stretch out in front of us, full of power. The ancient city is majestic and seems to pierce through the clouds.

The Central Plains are rich in dragon veins, and the Yin-Yang School is no exception.

The Yin-Yang Divine City is protected by a great dragon, and streams of dragon energy condense into forms within the city, as if containing the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, providing a place for people to cultivate.

Qin Tian's eyes gleamed with divine light as he roared, his voice echoing throughout the Yin-Yang Divine City: "Yin-Yang Sect... I've arrived!"

This is a vast city, stretching for hundreds of miles, with tall, majestic walls that stand like a mountain range, gleaming with a cold, metallic luster.

It is full of solid power, like an ancient divine city cast from black gold, magnificent and imposing, so oppressive that it is hard to breathe, full of the marks of ancient times.

Before such a colossal city, there was only one figure, appearing insignificant in the face of such a magnificent city, creating a stark contrast.

One man challenges an entire divine city, facing a great religion with a history of over two hundred thousand years!

Qin Tian didn't need to devise any schemes; he himself was the ultimate purger.

He had already visited the Ji family, let alone a holy sect.

Qin Tian's open and aboveboard entry into the skies above Yin Yang Divine City naturally attracted the attention of the Yin Yang Sect.

Beams of divine light rose and landed on the city wall. One of them spoke up, "Isn't this the little mining slave from the Eastern Wilderness! What brings you to my Yin-Yang Divine City? Are you here to die? Or are you tired of living and have come to deliver our resources?!"

Qin Tian was stunned, somewhat dazed!

This is the first time in all his years in the industry that he has encountered someone so arrogant.

Previously, people I encountered would at least address me as "Fellow Daoist," if not "Little Celestial Venerable."

This was the first time he had ever heard such discriminatory remarks.

"Human nature is truly diverse; there are all kinds of people in the world!" Qin Tian exclaimed. There are trillions of living beings in the world, most of whom are normal, but there are also quite a few who are not.

However, Qin Tian couldn't help but think to himself, "Is this Yin Yang Sect really that arrogant?"

"Or perhaps... you are unaware that I possess a celestial artifact?"

A gloomy old man with white hair on the Yin-Yang Divine City spoke up: "The Yin-Yang Divine City is not a place for you to run wild. Get down here at once and perform three kowtows and nine prostrations to atone for your sins!"

"Fine, fine, so it's not an isolated case!" Qin Tian laughed angrily. "No wonder they're so arrogant; it turns out everyone from top to bottom is like this."

The Yin-Yang Cult members shouted in unison, "The airspace of Yin-Yang Divine City is not for you to set foot in! Get down here!"

Qin Tian said, word by word, "Having cultivated for over a decade and endured countless battles, I am still alive in this world. Where would I not dare to go!"

"Do you really think you're some kind of celestial being?" someone on the divine city laughed loudly.

"You've survived to this day because the secrets of heaven are hard to find, and the masters of all the major sects can't find your whereabouts." A Supreme Elder of the Yin-Yang Sect said proudly, pointing and saying, "That's why you've been lucky enough to live two more days."

"To dare to openly come to my Yin-Yang Divine City now is simply courting death!"

A prodigy from the Yin-Yang Sect scoffed, "It seems all these years of hype have blinded you to the truth."

"You're just a rogue cultivator, what makes you think you can stand against my Yin Yang Sect, which has a history of 100,000 years!" His tone was filled with jealousy.

"Without entering the divine realm, you are nothing!"

Qin Tian understood. No wonder they were so arrogant; it turned out that this was the impression they had of him.

In the Yin-Yang Sect's memory, Qin Tian was nothing more than a rogue cultivator who was good at hiding.

By using unknown methods, they evaded the search of the Celestial Masters, which is why many holy lands had no way to find them.

But once they are found, they will inevitably die.

They were very confident that as long as they found Qin Tian's trail, they would definitely be able to kill him.

So what if you can kill a powerful being!

The martial arts world is not just about fighting and killing; it also includes sacred weapons and imperial weapons.

With a single strike from the Holy Path, even the most powerful beings would perish.

Therefore, the Yin-Yang Sect was not afraid of Qin Tian, ​​believing that he was just a rogue cultivator and had no chance against the Yin-Yang Mirror.

"Trying to kill me? Try it!" Qin Tian stood with his hands behind his back, his temples slightly gray, his expression calm, and his green robes fluttering in the wind.

"Set up the array patterns, don't let him escape, I'll go kill him!" A man in his thirties took the lead, leaping off the city wall and swooping down like a roc.

"Zheng", "Zheng", "Zheng"...

Each iron feather was jet black and menacing, shooting out like a rain of light, emitting a metallic tremor and a clanging sound, filling the sky!

"Nine Steps to Annihilation, Iron Feather Divine Wings, indestructible, forged from the divine wings of the Black Phoenix after its death, capable of piercing even powerful beings." An old man in the back nodded in agreement.

A glint of light flashed in Qin Tian's eyes, and finally, a beam of sword light shot out.

The sword light was almost tangible, a single strike that could separate worlds!

Where the sword light passed, cracks appeared in the void, and the divine feathers broke off inch by inch. Along with them, the body of the big man also broke off, and he was cut in half at the waist. His primordial spirit was obliterated, and not a trace of life remained.

Qin Tian's killing intent was strong, and the matter with the Ji family was somewhat half-hearted.

But there was no other way. After all, the Ji family's foundation was there, and he wanted to raze the Ji family to the ground with a single Immortal Trajectory Cannon.

But everything must be logical; with his current strength, it's impossible for him to destroy the Ji family.

If one truly wants to destroy an ancient clan like the Ji family, one would need at least a Quasi-Emperor, and only a high-level Quasi-Emperor at least at the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm.

At first, he only intended to eliminate all his enemies when he attacked the Ji family.

If possible, I'd like to unleash a light cannon on the Ji family's base to satisfy my urge to use it.

Unfortunately, his last shot was intercepted.

The Great Sage's spiritual perception was much stronger than he had imagined.

However, Qin Tian still harbored considerable anger, especially since Xiao Nannan was almost kidnapped by the Yin Yang Sect, which ignited his rage to its extreme.

"You can fill in this snake's tail... just right!" Qin Tian's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and for a moment it was as if the coldest winter had arrived, the world had changed color, and ice and frost appeared in the city.

"It's so cold!"

"What's going on?" the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect asked in confusion.

"The world changed color with a single thought. Sure enough, he has stepped into the realm of the Holy Lord!" a powerful figure from the Yin-Yang Sect exclaimed.

"Several years ago, he was already able to kill powerful beings with one hand. Given his cultivation speed, it is not surprising that he has reached this level."

"But that's not a reason for him to provoke my Yin Yang Sect!"

"Please, Elder Master, descend and slay this scoundrel!" The elders of the Divine City crushed the jade pendant without hesitation. Although they were arrogant, they were not blind.

A single glance from such an opponent could kill a half-step Great Power; they were not opponents they could contend with.

"boom"

The next moment, a terrifying wave emanated, and a dazzling light rose.

A blazing light shone down, and an ancient mirror hung in the air, emitting a wave that would make even the most powerful king tremble.

The Yin-Yang Master descended, releasing a vast surge of divine power from his body. This was not a sign of strength, but rather a symbol of weakness.

The deathly aura within his sea of ​​suffering had accumulated to a terrifying degree; the wheel of life was about to decay, and he was almost unable to suppress the divine power within his body.

A red and black ancient mirror hung above his head, and a terrifying aura swept across the sky, causing the entire divine city to fall silent for a moment.

"Very good, very good, you have come at just the right time. If you had come a few years later, I am afraid I would no longer have the strength to fight!" This Yin-Yang Master was old and frail.

He has lived for over three thousand years and is nearing the end of his lifespan. Even if Qin Tian hadn't come, he wouldn't have lived for more than a few days, at most ten years, before passing away.

"It's really quite good to be able to eliminate a threat to the Holy Church before I die." The Yin-Yang Sect leader poured all his uncontrollable divine power into the Yin-Yang Mirror.

The next moment, red and black energies spread out, as if a patch of blue sky had descended, intending to suppress everyone. Every powerful figure felt suffocated.

"It can't be wrong!"

"This is the legendary sacred weapon of my Yin-Yang Sect. My God, I am actually qualified to see this artifact."

After a brief period of calm, a fierce roar erupted. The people in Yin-Yang Divine City trembled violently, their bodies shaking like leaves, yet their emotions were unusually agitated.

That is the sacred weapon passed down by the Yin-Yang Sect.

Its power is almost beyond human resistance. In an era when saints were rare, wielding such a weapon would make one virtually invincible.

This is a legendary weapon, passed down through the ages for over two hundred thousand years, remaining immortal and one of the most terrifying ancient weapons of the saints.

Not every saint can forge a weapon that matches their own level of cultivation, because the materials for that are too difficult to find.

Just like the Great Emperor's search for Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold, Mother Qi of All Things, and Immortal Tears Green Gold, these are things that can only be encountered by chance and cannot be sought after.

Weapons forged by ancient sages from ordinary materials can last for tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of years before being worn away by time.

Only super saintly weapons forged from peerless divine artifacts can endure and remain immortal, and are known as legendary saintly weapons, which are extremely rare in the world.

The powerful figure of the Yin-Yang Sect roared to the heavens: "The Sacred Mirror has appeared, the general is ready!"

"With the Yin-Yang Mirror now available, no one in the world can rival it!"

"Oh, is it that powerful?" Qin Tian asked with a half-smile, weighing the small tower in his hand.

"I'd like to give it a try!"

"Let's see how you die!" The Yin-Yang Cult Master grinned maliciously, activating the legendary holy weapon above his head.

A burst of holy energy erupted, leveling the floating clouds, and an aura of destruction filled the heavens and earth. Strands of void cracks appeared between the red and black energies.

"What a terrifying holy weapon!" Qin Tian was now certain of one thing: the Yin Yang Sect's intelligence work was truly terrible.

The news that Qin Tian possessed a celestial artifact broke yesterday, but the Yin Yang Sect still knows nothing about it today.

"You dare to show off a mere sacred weapon?!" Qin Tian scoffed, the small tower in his hand instantly enlarging into a nine-tiered ancient tower, which he smashed towards the Yin-Yang Mirror.

"Crack!"

Without any obstruction, with a crack, the legendary sacred weapon Yin-Yang Mirror was immediately shattered into countless fragments, which flew everywhere.

At this moment, the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect still maintained a smug smile on his face, not yet realizing what had happened.

Their own sacred weapon was smashed to pieces by Qin Tian's tower.

"How...how is this possible!" A smile and astonishment coexisted as he stood frozen in place, watching incredulously as the red and black fragments flew about.

Although sacred weapons are powerful, they are far, far inferior to immortal artifacts.

A gentle touch, no divine power required.

With the immortal and indestructible nature of the Immortal Tower, a single blow would be enough to shatter it.

"Is that a replica of the Desolate Tower?"