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

Qin Tian was also very interested in this kind of creature. In this world, no matter how strong a person is, they will eventually be ganged up on.

This is the general trend.

If he could cultivate a Buddhist god-slaying insect, after countless trials and tribulations, it would become a unity of Buddhism and demonism.

Then it's entirely possible to reach the realm of immortality and become one of his assistants.

After all, both the demonic path and the Buddhist path are supreme paths that have produced immortal kings.

Not to be underestimated.

Qin Tian marched forward, and nothing could stop him, for he was comparable to a sage. With a single release of his aura, he could crush everything in his path.

Qin Tian acted as if he were on a picnic, passing through the Thirty-Six Heavens, and made a special trip to see the scenery and pick up some local specialties.

They traversed thirty heavens in succession, until they reached the thirty-first level, where the situation changed.

The stone door to the thirty-first floor was tightly shut, and inside, it seemed as if a primordial beast resided, connecting to the netherworld and exuding an eerie aura.

Qin Tian pushed open the door, and behind it was a dark world, with the sound of rain echoing, like a real, vast world.

In the night rain, blurry figures moved about, and the sounds of gunfire rose and fell. Qin Tian pushed open the door with a piercing, long sound, and pairs of eyes turned to look in the direction of the sound...

On the earth, squads of soldiers clad in ancient armor traversed the muddy roads, their black iron halberds and swords possessing a kind of demonic quality.

These beings still have physical bodies preserved and are not included in the scope of the Emperor's Banner, hence they have been preserved.

A stream of primordial Yin and Yang energies rose from beneath Qin Tian's feet, intertwining and chasing each other like Yin-Yang fish.

Ultimately, it transforms into the unity of Yin and Yang, becoming a scroll radiating an unchanging, timeless energy, representing the present world and upholding the principles of existence.

Qin Tian flicked the scroll lightly, and the next moment, the Tai Chi scroll transformed into a dazzling golden bridge, containing the Dao and principles of the Sea of ​​Wheels Secret Realm.

Crossing the sea of ​​suffering, connecting beginning and end!

As soon as the golden bridge appeared, Qin Tian stood on it, seemingly on the other side, untouchable.

Wherever the Golden God Bridge passes, all things return to balance, including earth, wind, water, and fire, which are all calmed down.

Anyone who gets close to it cannot be harmed in the slightest; it is impervious to the sea of ​​suffering and does not fall into calamity!

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

Once the Golden Bridge to the Other Shore appears, all evil spirits in the heavens cannot get close to him, even if these "heavenly soldiers" have cultivation levels of great power, it is of no use.

Even if this world is destroyed, Qin Tian, ​​standing on the divine bridge, can resist the invasion of earth, wind, water, fire, and all things in the face of destruction.

The next moment, a figure rushed over, riding on crimson lightning, wielding a black broadsword, his divine power astonishing the world.

Its aura is astonishing; it is already close to becoming a fully-fledged king.

This wasn't the end. The earth was trembling, and a dark mass loomed ahead, sweeping across the land like a torrent of steel. The earth itself was shaking!

That battle formation consisted of five hundred powerful figures, and it was not much different from the Heavenly Net Formation that Qin Tian had encountered.

They wore ancient armor, wielded black iron halberds and longswords, and their auras were intertwined. The array patterns on their armor flickered, and the aura they emitted was like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, making the heavens and earth unstable. There was more than one such army.

Qin Tian sat upright on the golden bridge, his face solemn and dignified, and uttered a command: "Suppress!"

Jinqiao released his Dao power to suppress a million corpse soldiers, and then broke through one small world after another. Nothing could stop him. Array patterns were penetrated and doors were opened. His speed was extremely fast.

Qin Tian arrived directly at the Crossing Three Heavens. As soon as he landed, he saw a stone tablet with several ancient characters engraved on it: Thirty-Three Heavens.

This is enough to show the ambition and purpose of the Feathered Divine Dynasty in the past. Their final temple would be located above the thirty-three heavens, and everything shows their hopes.

Pushing open the gate, a magnificent ancient hall houses an altar covered in blood grooves, its ancient style suggesting it has stood for countless years.

However, what attracted Qin Tian's attention was not the altar itself, but the items on it.

Today, the light source in this ancestral temple comes from it, making it both peaceful and sacred.

This is a vibrant green object, dreamlike and ethereal, with a life force flowing within it. It is crystal clear and far more beautiful than the most perfect chalcedony in the world.

"Immortal Gold plus one!" Qin Tian nodded in satisfaction.

This is a fist-sized piece of Immortal Tear Green Gold! It is flawless, fresh and green, as if it can breathe, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and its entire body is covered with tear stains, like the tears of an immortal.

It was sealed within a divine source, never exposed to the air, as if to remain detached from the mortal world. Over two hundred thousand years have passed, yet it remains unchanged, impervious to the ravages of time.

With this piece of immortal gold, his Seven Star Sword was one step closer to perfection.

In his vision, the Seven Star Sword would need to gather all the immortal metals to awaken the profound mysteries residing within them.

In this way, the Seven Star Sword will be comparable to the world's most powerful weapons. If it were to undergo the baptism of immortal spiritual energy, it could awaken the potential that was once cut off by the Heavenly Will Blade.

Then... this weapon definitely has the potential to become a quasi-immortal emperor weapon.

Of course, the future of weapons depends on the skill of their owners.

Suddenly, Qin Tian heard the sound of divine source shattering. Four semi-pure blood divine insects were born, intending to kill the creatures that had offended the Feathered God Temple.

"Naughty!" Qin Tian chuckled, and the golden bridge beneath his feet transformed back into a Tai Chi symbol.

A primordial yin and yang energies fill the heaven and earth, yet exist only in a corner of the world. Far and near, fast and slow, movement and stillness—all sorts of opposing and contradictory concepts exist within this energy, containing profound truths and being infinitely mysterious.

This is Qin Tian's forbidden technique, but with his current cultivation level, he can already use it as easily as an arm.

The more opposing rules a system accommodates, the greater its power, and vice versa.

The yin and yang fish intertwined and spun in Qin Tian's palm, making a clicking sound. The yin and yang fish split apart, opening a door and releasing a suction force, as if connecting to another world.

Four golden, ferocious, god-slaying insects were incorporated into this immortal painting and exiled to another realm, where they were suppressed by the symbols of the Great Dao.

Qin Tian arrived at the central altar.

"Blood Sacrifice Array Pattern?" Qin Tian tried tapping the stone platform with his hand, and it made a crisp sound.

"It's quite hard."

"There's nothing that can't be opened by brute force, not even the heavens and the earth, let alone a small box." Qin Tian, ​​adhering to the ideas of the Shrouding Heaven Man, believed in the idea that miracles can happen with brute force.

With a raised hand and a downward chop, the five fingers joined together resembled a divine axe falling, tracing the path of the Great Dao in the darkness.

With a click, the long-sealed seal was broken.

Chapter 263 Title: Heavenly Emperor Collector

This is a stone palace one meter high, almost perfect, a masterpiece of nature. If magnified a thousand times, it would definitely be a majestic and immortal celestial palace.

Two god-slaying insects coiled together, their entire bodies glowing, exuding the domineering aura of a true dragon, their powerful and vigorous forms inspiring awe.

Qin Tian used his hand as an axe, devising the principles of creation, and shattered the blood groove altar to retrieve an ancient coffin.

This mysterious piece, no bigger than four fingers, seems to have existed for an extremely long time. The patterns on it have been worn away, but you can still vaguely see the sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fish, and insects. They are all very ancient and have existed since time immemorial.

The most mysterious thing is that within the engravings between the sun, moon and stars, there are some extremely intricate and tiny runes, almost worn smooth by the passage of time. Qin Tian can see them, but he cannot recognize what they are.

"The Nine-Layered Coffin of the Gods!" Qin Tian murmured.

The so-called final resting place of the great emperor is not to be buried in the yellow earth, nor to enter the mortal world, but to be buried in the nine heavens, returning to the boundless void, accompanied by loneliness and solitude in the cold universe. That is the eternal final resting place of the emperor.

Because the mortal realm is insufficient to bury an emperor, and the divine spirit is flawless and immortal until death, the emperor's body, like an imperial weapon, can traverse countless ages, remaining incorruptible and indestructible. Therefore, only the Nine Heavens are the final resting place of an emperor, where he can find peace in the universe.

Of course, the creature in this divine coffin did not truly die, but rather, like the Azure Emperor, existed in a state between life and death, comprehending the Dao between life and death, breaking the shackles of its race, seeking to transcend itself, undergo another transformation, and forge an alternative path to immortality in the mortal world.

The divine silkworm is a creature that can naturally molt nine times, transforming into a true dragon or a qilin.

This is their talent, but the God Emperor has undergone ten or eleven transformations against the heavens, a feat unprecedented in history, pushing the limits of his race step by step, becoming a supreme Heavenly Emperor.

"Another sleeping Heavenly Emperor." Qin Tian rested his chin on his hand, carefully recalling the experiences of the Heavenly Emperors.

Qin Tian increasingly felt that Ye Fan and Wu Shi were not simple people.

The Divine Emperor has been asleep in his coffin for millions of years and has not yet awakened. The Undying Emperor has undergone a transformation through blood, turning from a divine phoenix into a blood phoenix. The Emperor has even made himself neither human nor ghost, and has long since become another being.

Duan De has reincarnated nine times, and is only halfway through now. From the early days of mythology to the era of the Heavenly Emperor, it has taken tens of millions of years to complete his transformation, a frighteningly long period of time.

The Ruthless Great Emperor made a mistake in his enlightenment, which caused his imperial body to explode and his Dao Fruit to separate from him, so his combat power was never at its peak.

Needless to say, the Green Emperor is still paralyzed.

Only Ye Fan and Wu Shi transformed step by step, progressing steadily without making a single mistake.

Of course, this should also be partly due to the guidance of predecessors.

For example, Ye Fan had the Ruthless Great Emperor to guide him, and the Beginningless Great Emperor had the Undying Emperor as his teacher, learning from the immortal. Therefore, the two of them progressed very steadily.

However, their talent should not be overlooked.

Especially the Great Emperor Wushi, who had cultivated for less than 100,000 years, had to fight against two masters of the same level all by himself.

It's too difficult to guard against the immortals and strange immortals while also undergoing a transformation and being reborn.

It's no wonder that Emperor Wushi was able to become a major fighting force in the early stages of the myriad realms. When faced with the great sacrifice of the strange race, it was Wushi who ultimately went to cover the rear.

Because he truly possesses that kind of combat power.

One person held off the eerie Immortal Emperor, successfully covering the escape of the ruthless man and Ye Fan.

"What am I?" Qin Tian asked with a strange expression, "The Heavenly Emperor Collector?"

Qin Tian glanced at the immortal tower in his hair, where a Heavenly Emperor was also slumbering.

He is a person in a vegetative state in every sense of the word.

The nine-layered coffin of the deity before them was actually a living dead.

"Fine, I've become a collector of Heavenly Emperor's artifacts." Qin Tian said with a strange expression.

The Azure Emperor amidst his hair, the Divine Emperor before him, and the ruthless Great Emperor at home.

He has already collected all three Heavenly Emperors.

Once the Heavenly Emperors under his command are fully restored, it will not be a problem to pacify all the forbidden zones in the world.

"I wonder if gathering all seven Heavenly Emperors will allow us to summon the Divine Dragon?" Qin Tian joked. "But it's true that gathering all three Heavenly Emperors will open the path to immortality."

A Heavenly Emperor who has reached the Immortal level in the Mortal Realm can open a passage to a strange small world at any time and in any place. Then, by using the strange small world as a node and combining the power of the three Heavenly Emperors, one can step into the Immortal Realm.

Achieve immortality!

Qin Tian's expression was strange: "In other words, as long as I nurture these three Heavenly Emperors to maturity..."

"So that we can open the gate to the Immortal Realm? Fulfill the dream of the Shrouding Heaven people for tens of millions of years!"

"It's just a pity that the God Emperor slept for a little too long." Qin Tian glanced at the coffin lid.

In the next 700,000 years, the four Heavenly Emperors of Shrouding the Heavens will all attain immortality in the mortal world, while the God Emperor will still be lying on a wooden board.

The original work also does not specify when the God Emperor was born.

"Hmm, it seems like it doesn't have to be a God Emperor!" Qin Tian thought to himself, "I still have my disciple Ye Fan, who is also a Heavenly Emperor-level being."

"So... even if I don't cultivate, I can just lie down in some divine source liquid and wait for 700,000 years to become an immortal?" Qin Tian chuckled.

"How enviable!" Qin Tian's smile faded, and his expression became solemn: "However... it's not necessary."

"I can become an immortal on my own!" Qin Tian smiled confidently. What he said earlier was just a joke. If he wanted to become an immortal, why would he rely on the power of others? He would naturally evolve an immortal path with his own power.

With a thousand thoughts swirling in his mind, Qin Tian pricked his fingertip, and drops of purplish-gold holy blood fell. The palm-sized stone coffin made a soft "crack" sound, and a crack appeared on its surface, leaving a mark on the once-unbroken stone wall.

One coffin after another was opened, and Qin Tian opened six coffins in a row, but there was not a sound.

"Nine-layered coffin... never mind, I won't open it!" Qin Tian closed the six-layered coffin.

With his current blood level, if he can't unlock the final level, there's no need to continue.

Anyway, I know what's lying inside.

Qin Tian continued to step into the next small world. This world was particularly gloomy. As soon as he arrived, he was surrounded by shadows. Ghosts were everywhere, and their eerie cries made his scalp tingle.

This world is filled with shadows and wild corpses, which, like grass and trees, cover every inch of land.

Black, ghostly hands danced endlessly, like a field of weeds, and the eerie chill made people shiver uncontrollably.

This is a ghostly realm, filled with the wails of ghosts and howls of gods. A volcano in front of them is constantly spewing out black gas, and one after another, monstrous corpses crawl outwards. Their bodies are withered, skin and bones, their eyes are empty, their bodies are jet black, and their fingernails are as long as iron hooks, making them extremely ferocious.

An endless stream of ancient corpses rushed toward Qin Tian, ​​the only living being, and the entire small world was submerged by these things, numbering in the hundreds of thousands.

Instead of panicking, Qin Tian smiled with satisfaction: "Not bad, this is the world I wanted."

He looked at the zombies covering the mountains and fields; these were all ghosts with physical forms, not within the scope of what he had just collected.

It's not that he can't collect it, it's just that he's unwilling.

He also needs a good environment for taking the pill, and these ghost corpses are perfect for building such a place.