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

Chapter 262 Crossing the Golden Bridge Across the Thirty-Six Heavens

"Pa!" The little man was like a living Buddha, chanting one of the six-syllable mantras, and the magnificent Buddha light, carrying immeasurable power, swept across the earth.

It was as if the gates of reincarnation had been opened, with golden ripples spreading outwards, transforming the yin earth into a Buddhist kingdom on earth, and guiding the yin spirits.

In the pitch-black world, a sacred light shone forth, becoming the only light in the darkness, illuminating all things.

But this also provoked the most astonishing backlash.

"Boom!"

Ghostly energy raged, terrifying waves surged one after another, accompanied by violent roars, covering the sky as if the underworld had descended, darkness enveloped everything, and death had arrived.

When light comes into darkness, it is sinful; but if light shines in darkness, it is hope.

"Amitabha!"

"Immeasurable Holy Buddha!" ​​Qin Tian clasped his hands together, his appearance solemn and dignified. Behind his head, a clear and bright moon rose, within which countless symbols of the Great Dao flickered and evolved.

Using a title and a causal link, Qin Tian drew upon the vast power of faith atop that ancient sacred mountain in the Western Desert.

He is the one appointed by Amitabha Buddha as the ruler of Mount Sumeru, and the future reincarnation Buddha. Naturally, he possesses that kind of authority, which allows him to mobilize the power of Buddhist faith accumulated over the past two hundred thousand years on Mount Sumeru.

It far surpasses the current Victorious Fighting Buddha.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth as countless brilliant streams of faith traversed the boundless void, pierced through the supreme array, and arrived before Qin Tian.

This is an unparalleled power, enough to sustain an emperor standing at the pinnacle of life in battle. Even the slightest mobilization of it is incomparably powerful.

The waves of faith surged and shone brightly, more dazzling than gold.

A seven-petaled lotus flower sways gracefully amidst the dazzling torrent of faith.

Each lotus petal is decorated from bottom to top with the seven treasures of Buddhism: gold, silver, lapis lazuli, and giant clam shell. Each treasure symbolizes a kind of perfect liberation in the human world, enabling one to transcend worldly affairs and enter the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

In an instant, the entire Temple of Ascension was illuminated.

That is the light of faith, the eternal radiance!

The "faith" that has been passed down from the most distant times to the present day is the "thought" that trillions of lives have continuously held for countless years.

The magnificent and vast Buddha light shone in all directions, and one by one, the spirits and ghosts were liberated.

They transformed into earthbound spirits in this deadly place, persisting for two hundred thousand years, seemingly existing forever.

But Qin Tian knew that this was not a way to achieve immortality, but a curse, a resentment, leaving him only to suffer endless regret in the world.

At this moment, they shed their physical forms and became part of the Buddhist kingdom.

"My Emperor Banner has just been refined and is in need of Yin energy to fill it." Qin Tian took out a large banner from the Sea of ​​Bitterness and placed it above the Buddhist Kingdom.

"This is also a resource, and we can't waste it. Be a good worker for me and become a part of the underworld."

As the successor of the Underworld Emperor, he was qualified to say this.

The divine banner fluttered, opening up the sky and replacing the Buddhist kingdom to encompass the vast Yin land. Boundless dark clouds covered the sky, and in this gloomy environment, an ancient banner slowly swayed, and the clear sound of bells resounded through the clouds.

This ancient banner is truly extraordinary.

Five-colored rays of light shimmered on the banner, and a magnificent and sacred five-colored phoenix spread its wings and soared high, surrounded by intricate totems and runes.

After being refined by the Azure Emperor, this divine banner has undergone a complete transformation.

One by one, the symbols of the Great Dao flowed across the banner, sometimes transforming into the Heaven-Opening Demon Script, sometimes into the Reincarnation Symbol, ever-changing, containing supreme mysteries and endless enigmas.

Strands of imperial might flowed across the banner, shattering the heavens and earth. A heart-pounding power was reviving, but it vanished in an instant. Because of Qin Tian's request, the Human Emperor Banner was not baptized with the ultimate rules, lacking that essence, and thus unable to unleash an ultimate strike.

However, the artifact itself has already reached the realm of the Supreme Emperor.

Indestructible, indelible.

It can withstand a direct hit from the ultimate technique.

The world within the flag was initially created, and now it is filled with yin energy, gradually evolving into a genuine underworld.

The ancient realm is both eerie and sacred, giving off a sense of peace and tranquility.

The Emperor's Banner recklessly devoured the invisible Yin energy and Yin spirits in this world.

As the Yin energy surged in, the five-colored immortal phoenix gradually transformed into a black and white Nether Phoenix. Purple Dao lotuses, accompanied by the sound of reincarnation, echoed throughout the world, soothing the environment damaged by the Yin spirit.

Screams rang out; it was the Yin spirits resisting.

The Emperor's Banner seemed boundless, encompassing heaven and earth. Even with the baptism of Buddhism, it could not make them all lay down their butcher's knives.

Because the quantity is simply too great—an accumulation spanning two hundred thousand years—how could Qin Tian alone, by activating some power of faith, possibly resolve it?!

Only by using the power of the Emperor to bear everything can this realm be pacified.

"Go!" Qin Tian activated the Emperor's Banner with all his might.

The next moment, all was quiet. The Emperor's Banner was drawn back, the sky disappeared, and all was peaceful. There was no more ghost.

The Emperor's Banner, a half-step imperial weapon, is of such a high rank that even two hundred thousand years of accumulation is nothing but a small fry in comparison.

Easily.

Qin Tian put away the Human Emperor Banner and looked at the ancestral temple in the distance: "Since we're already here, let's explore the Feathered Ancient Temple while we're at it."

A spell rang out, and Qin Tian finally stepped into this ancient temple.

This is a terrifying cluster of small worlds, each courtyard being a separate realm, all interconnected, vast and magnificent to the extreme.

To Qin Tian's surprise, his eyes gleamed with the profound mysteries of the void, as if he were standing at an infinite height, looking down upon the world.

The thirty-six heavens are arranged in a neat and orderly fashion.

Sages can create heaven and earth, and the thirty-six heavens of the Yuhua Ancestral Temple far surpass the ordinary small world of sages. At least thirty-six extraordinary sages have performed the work of creating heaven and earth in this place.

Ultimately, they converged to form these thirty-six heavens.

The thirty-sixth heaven is not the limit of the Feathered Dynasty, but the limit of numbers. The symbolism of seventy-two or eighty-one is not as ingenious as that of the thirty-sixth heaven.

This is especially true for the Feathered Dynasty, which aspires to ascend to immortality.

Qin Tian advanced step by step without encountering any obstacles, because the vast majority of ghosts and monsters in this world had been absorbed into the Human Emperor Banner.

Qin Tian traversed several courtyards and arrived at the fifth floor, which resembled the scripture repository of the Yuhua Ancient Temple.

Ancient characters and runes shone brightly, radiating divine light and filling the place with a sacred aura. Qin Tian looked at the surrounding stone carvings, which shone with boundless immortal light.

Qin Tian quietly comprehended these Daoist principles, and phoenix-like flames ignited on his body, with strands of immortal feathers fluttering around him, as if he were about to ascend to immortality.

The next moment, it subsided instantly, suppressed by Qin Tian's overwhelming divine power.

"That's quite interesting," Qin Tian nodded.

Even erroneous principles of the Great Dao are a form of knowledge that can be applied to the piecing together of Dao fruits.

Or it could be said that the myriad paths of the mortal world lack a true path, which is simply unsuitable for the cultivation of living beings.

Some great paths are too profound. Once one comprehends them too deeply, one will become one with the great path, and one's physical body and primordial spirit will dissipate into the vastness of the great path.

In this way, the so-called Dao of Transformation was born.

Qin Tian glanced sideways and saw a stone figure enshrined in the center of the hall. It was no more than half a foot tall, sitting cross-legged, resembling a Buddha or an old farmer. It was very rough and difficult to discern its features.

"Who is being worshipped by the Feathered Dynasty? Could it be the Feathered Emperor?" Qin Tian wondered curiously.

He looted all the treasures on this floor.

Geese are plucked as they fly by, and beasts leave their skins behind; everything is truly clean and white, a beautiful sight indeed.

Even mice would weep at the sight, let alone the "adventurers" who would later arrive here.

From this level onwards, the land becomes vast and boundless, containing not only temples for worship but also the land where living beings dwell.

However, these worlds, affected by the palm strike two hundred thousand years ago, have also undergone various changes.

The light source that once hung in the sky has long since exploded, plunging the world into darkness.

The eleventh level is a small world of temples, containing ancient trees, mountains, and grass. There is no sunlight, and it's a mystery how they grow.

There were also several enormous, ferocious beasts, their bodies covered in scales, resembling Qilin or Shenhou, with bizarre and extremely ferocious appearances.

The ferocious beasts, sensing the arrival of unfamiliar life, roared and lunged forward.

Qin Tian remained silent, only releasing his own energy, his body merging with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, becoming one with the Dao principles, like a brilliant sun rising from the horizon.

As his realm gradually solidified, Qin Tian completely digested the foundation of the Dao-Slaying technique.

His combat prowess is becoming increasingly terrifying.

As early as the Holy Lord's era, Qin Tian was able to fight against a fully-fledged king and defy the heavens to defeat a half-saint.

Now that he has successfully severed his path, his accumulated strength has enabled him to rise to the rank of king, and that's not all.

It continues to climb and is progressing rapidly.

Previously, the Supreme Bone had been constantly devouring his essence, causing Qin Tian's cultivation to plummet and his combat power to be limited. Even so, his combat power was maintained at the Half-Saint realm.

Now that the Supreme Bone has been created, it will at least no longer bind him.

This allowed Qin Tian to initially consolidate his cultivation and digest his accumulated foundation.

They have now elevated their combat power to the level of sages.

Even without stepping into the forbidden realm of gods, one can still break through two barriers and reach the level of a sage.

At this moment, Qin Tian released his aura, which was truly terrifying to the extreme. One after another, the beast kings knelt at Qin Tian's feet, their bodies betraying their primordial spirits, unable to withstand this powerful aura.

It was almost in harmony with the great Dao in the dark, as if Qin Tian himself was the Big Dipper.

He is the will of Heaven!

Wherever he went, no living being failed to kneel in submission.

As wild beasts, their intuition was quite sharp; they knew Qin Tian's strength and believed he was invincible.

So they all backed away, not daring to act aggressively in front of him.

Qin Tian continued his journey, taking all the treasures from each palace he visited.

With his keen sense of opportunity, he never misses a chance.

It wasn't until Qin Tian reached the thirteenth floor that he encountered some obstacles. The box enshrined at the top was incredibly divine, displaying all five colors. Like a honeycomb, it had many holes, and at the slightest disturbance, the creatures inside would immediately rush out.

It transformed into a sky full of golden light. Upon closer inspection, these golden lights were actually insects, about the size of a thumb, covered with tiny golden scales, resembling small dragons, except they had no horns.

"God-killing insect!"

"If it's a pure-blooded God-Slaying Insect, it would be quite interesting." Qin Tian nodded with interest.

Even a semi-pureblooded god-slaying insect dares to defy the Ancestral King and stand shoulder to shoulder with sages.

The pure-blooded Godslayer Insects are even more immeasurable.

In the future Heavenly Emperor Era, there will be a God-Slaying Insect Emperor, known as the God-Slaying Great Emperor, who will take over the Heavenly Court.

Unfortunately, the Heavenly Emperor did not die; with a single finger, he sent the God-Slaying Emperor flying to the desolate chaos.

Though defeated, he was still honorable. After all, he was the Heavenly Emperor. To become an emperor already proved the potential of this kind of being.

"road!"

Qin Tian recited the true words of the Great Dao.

An ancient and mysterious character, Dao, materialized from Qin Tian's mouth, taking the form of a dragon or snake, ever-changing and possessing extraordinary profound meaning.

The ancient character "道" transforms into a treasure basin, containing countless rules and encompassing all things and phenomena.

The God-Slaying Insects were absorbed and contained by this treasure basin formed by the Great Dao, like a waterfall.

"These creatures are inherently bloodthirsty. If a pure-blooded God-Slaying Insect could overcome the innate killing intent in its bloodline and temper it with compassion, its future potential would be limitless!" Qin Tian exclaimed in amazement.

If killing intent and compassion are combined into one, it is the opposite of enlightenment.

Then that God-Slaying Insect will have limitless potential. Overcoming the instinct of bloodline means that it will be able to transcend the original constraints of the God-Slaying Insect.

A quasi-emperor can achieve this easily, and even a great emperor has a slight chance of success. It should be understood that a being's acquired circumstances are far more important than their innate qualities.

The God-Slaying Insect, which can tolerate murderous intent with compassion, is already capable of reaching the pinnacle of power simply by virtue of its innate talent. This talent far surpasses that of ordinary imperial sons.

On Mount Sumeru, a monk once thought of this and wanted to convert this born killer, but unfortunately he failed in the end.

He raised two nearly pure-blooded God-Slaying Insects, even feeding them his own flesh to a tiger, but then suffered a backlash and had his golden body devoured by the God-Slaying Insects.