Covering the Sky: The Years I Was the Empress's Strictest Master

Shao Hanyun and Tan Lin stepped into the pavilion, and the heavy, crimson wooden door slowly closed, isolating them from all outside sight and noise.

Only the windows on the upper floors of the attic are open. If one is inside the area shrouded in Dao patterns, one can vaguely see two figures sitting opposite each other.

Chi Yao and Chi Xuan stopped under the maple tree a hundred feet away and waited quietly.

The tokens they possess grant them high authority within their clan's territory, allowing them access to almost any area. At this moment, they happen to be within the area isolated by the Dao patterns.

But they didn't go any further. Although they had high authority, there were still some bottom lines that shouldn't be crossed, otherwise it would lead to a complete breakdown in relations.

In the fiery maple forest, Chi Xuan stood on tiptoe, trying hard to see the situation inside the pavilion, but could only see a blurry outline through the window, and stamped her feet in frustration.

Chi Yao closed her eyes and focused her mind, using the keen spiritual sense of her innate Dao embryo to silently sense the changes in the Qi Huang Pavilion's surroundings.

In fact, when Tan Lin and Shao Hanyun left, the Chi family elder, who was guarding in the shadows, had considered showing up to stop them.

However, neither of them were true members of the Chi family. They had already given them some reminders, and they had seen the former's choice. Shao Hanyun had not done anything out of line.

Excessive intervention is inappropriate, and some speculations remain just speculations.

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Inside the Qihuang Pavilion, in a quiet room.

The interior was elegantly furnished, with calming ambergris incense burning and a light mist rising in the air.

Shao Hanyun and Tan Lin sat facing each other across a rosewood desk.

On the table, there was a black, broken stele, about a foot square.

Upon closer inspection, the broken stele appears even more ancient and weathered.

The cracks on the stele are like the ravines of time. Those blurred lines are not words, but more like natural traces of the Dao, or some extremely ancient sacrificial symbols, imitations of the textures of heaven and earth.

A faint sense of desolation permeates the surface of the broken monument.

The faint chanting and sacrificial sounds within the stele seemed to transcend eternity, lingering in the quiet room, indistinct yet reaching the very soul.

For some reason, Shao Hanyun temporarily suppressed her allure and seduction, her expression becoming somewhat solemn.

Her dark golden eyes were fixed intently on the broken monument as she slowly said:

"This stele was found by one of my closest relatives on the edge of a ruin known as the 'Eye of the Ruins' in a foreign land."

At that time, it was half-hidden in the chaotic energy. Accompanying the stele were several fragments of ancient armor. There was no blood on them, but the remaining aura was ancient and noble, suggesting that they belonged to some enlightened figure from the past.

My close relative, with his innate supernatural abilities, once discovered that this stele contained a trace of energy similar to that of a contemporary human with a royal physique.

Based on this, he guessed that the stele might be related to the legendary ancient human emperor who cultivated both the Yin and Yang energies, but unfortunately, he was never able to find the source of the connection.

Until this stele came into my possession, over the past ten years, I have noticed that the indelible traces of immortality remaining on this broken stele seem to be fading away...

After much investigation and considering the coincidence in time, I can now conclude that this broken stele was left by that human emperor, and that it was broken on the day that being fell in the past...

This stele has remained dormant in my hands.

But when I took it out earlier, there seemed to be a fleeting, subtle connection with Young Master Tan. Although it was severed in an instant, it was a kind of fate. Perhaps you can gain something from it?

After Shao Hanyun finished speaking, her eerie eyes turned to look at Tan Lin.

Her words were half true and half false; the origin and history of the broken stele might be true.

However, her claim that she sensed a "strange connection" between the broken stele and the other party, and that she "could not find the way," is debatable.

However, her willingness to share this information already demonstrates a certain degree of "sincerity," or rather, it is a more sophisticated lure.

Even she herself didn't expect that she was right by chance; Tan Lin and the broken stele had indeed had a brief connection before.

Before the case, Tan Lin did not immediately respond, his deep eyes, which met the enchantress's gaze, flickered subtly.

Before long, after silently confirming that some of the other party's words were probably just made up, his gaze returned to the broken stele.

He appeared to be merely observing, but his mind was already deeply absorbed in it.

At such close range, without even needing to reach out and touch, he merely made eye contact with the already blurred, ever-vanishing ancient Dao traces.

Deep within his soul, the crimson mark that had remained dormant, representing the "Human Emperor" for a lifetime, suddenly emitted a faint yet clear resonance and heat!

boom……

Followed by.

An indescribable sense of sorrow and desolation, along with an invisible imperial aura that seemed to rule over all directions and benefit all humankind, surged through his mind like a flood bursting its banks!

"..."

Outside, Tan Lin suddenly let out a muffled groan.

His body trembled slightly, his face turned pale instantly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The shock came too suddenly and too violently, far exceeding his expectations.

The heights and status achieved in one's previous life are still terrifying.

Even if there is no violent energy in the imperial divine charm and the understanding of the Great Dao, it is still far beyond what his current weak body and soul can fully bear.

In a fleeting moment, he only picked out a few scattered fragments of wisdom that he needed, recalling some past events.

This broken stele is indeed deeply connected to him in his previous life; it may even be a fragment of a weapon he once refined that was destroyed.

The fragment of Dao principles that, despite being nearly a million years old, remains extremely condensed and immortal until recently, is not something that can be contained in ordinary things.

"Young Master Tan?"

Sitting opposite her, Shao Hanyun noticed that Tan Lin's aura suddenly and abruptly weakened without warning, and her eyes flashed.

A flicker of surprise and concern, though not necessarily genuine, crossed her eyes:

"Are you alright? This stele is indeed strange. I once probed it with my divine sense and suffered a backlash. I only recovered after resting for several days. Young master, please don't push yourself too hard."

As she spoke, she rose slightly, raising her delicate hand as if to help Tan Lin, but he avoided her after catching his breath.

Tan Lin waved his hand, took a few deep breaths, and forcefully suppressed the churning blood and qi and the chaotic, invisible fluctuations of his soul.

He looked at Shao Hanyun, a flash of golden light in his eyes, and slowly said:

"It's alright. I was just gazing at this stele earlier when I suddenly had an epiphany. My mind was drawn in and I was deeply moved by the images within..."

This stele must truly be related to that human emperor, and the relationship is extremely deep. It contains an undying Daoist charm, which is extremely terrifying.

Did that close relative of Fairy Shao see any blurry fragments when they probed into her divine sense?

The starry sky was stained with blood, all living beings grieved, and ten thousand paths roared.

Or perhaps, deep within the universe, nine enormous chains bind an ancient bronze coffin, pulled by nine dragon corpses, its origin unknown…

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Chapter 133 The Undying Emperor's Scheme

Nine dragons pulling a coffin?

Upon hearing this, Shao Hanyun's delicate body trembled almost imperceptibly, her dark golden pupils suddenly contracted, and a crack appeared in her usually calm and composed demeanor.

She stared intently at Tan Lin, a barely perceptible fluctuation in her voice:

"You...you saw it? You really saw it?!"

Her close relative did indeed see some extremely blurry, bizarre fragments of images.

One of them is in the boundless starry sky, where nine dragon corpses are pulling an ancient and mysterious bronze coffin, slowly sinking into the depths of the universe, their destination unknown.

And on the vast land, boundless faith transformed into a torrent of crystal, converging upon the hazy figure of a Taoist priest…

Many of the scenes were too shocking, and too fragmented.

When that close relative passed away, he passed on these fragments of memories from her sea of ​​consciousness along with this broken stele, and told her that the coffin might contain the secret to becoming an immortal.

If one can find it, even just understanding one or two of its secrets will bring immeasurable benefits.

She kept this matter deep in her heart, and even when she was later controlled by the Beidou Divine Cult, no one in the cult knew about it.

It's because she wasn't actually completely under control.

But to my surprise, this young man actually said it out loud!

This suggests that the other party not only sensed it, but also "saw" it more clearly and specifically than when her close relative picked up the broken stone tablet!

In fact, she originally had no hope that Tan Lin would be able to gain anything.

She took out the broken stele only as a trial, to pique the other party's interest and thus lead to the next step.

But as time went on, the surprises the other party brought her increased!

Moreover, the other party almost never stepped on her planned arrangements with each step; instead, she was being led astray.

"I have a slight feeling, but it's vague and unclear."

Tan Lin said calmly.

He had just spent most of his energy processing the scattered fragments of wisdom from his past life.

What I'm saying now is just a few scenes captured by chance from a trace of Daoist charm remaining within the broken stele that has been floating in the depths of the universe for millions of years.

There are countless similar scenes from before the ages in the inscriptions, but it is impossible to sort them all out in a short period of time.

However, he currently needs to obtain more information about the origin of this stele from the woman, and probe whether she possesses any other "relics" from his previous life besides this broken stele:

"Does the fairy know whether this stele is related to any specific locations besides what has just been described?"

Or perhaps, some kind of catalyst that opens up a new place?

Introduction...

Upon hearing this, Shao Hanyun's jade-like body, hidden beneath her red dress, trembled slightly once more. She gave Tan Lin a deep look, her heart churning with turbulent emotions.

At this moment, this child's value in her eyes became even more profound.

The other party not only possessed a certain source technique inherited from before the turmoil, but also had such a deep resonance with the relics of the Human Emperor!

Is it truly an indestructible golden body, rather than a lineage of the Human King's Body?

If we can find that ancient coffin through it...

A thought suddenly occurred to her, causing her heart to beat slightly faster.

If this is true, its value will far exceed the previous estimates of the Beidou God Cult!

If he could control him, or uncover more secrets from the ancient times through him...

The thought that when the time comes, one can truly transform into a dragon like the Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing will no longer be a pipe dream!

Of course, before that, we need to get our hands on the Seven-Colored Treasure Tree in her possession. Once she purifies the meager "Immortal Bloodline" within her, it will no longer be difficult for her to completely break free from the control of the "Salvation Technique"...

Thoughts surged wildly.

As Shao Hanyun thought of this, an uncontrollable heat and desire suddenly grew wildly in her heart, and she wanted to possess the boy in front of her firmly.

But a sliver of clarity that remained in her mind throughout told her that she was definitely not normal.

This must have been influenced by the secret methods within the religion.

The orders given to her by the church were already urging her on.

She had originally tried her best to avoid using such a last resort that would sacrifice her physical body, but now, as her contact with this indestructible golden body deepened, she felt that it was not impossible.

This way, she can keep it firmly in her own hands, rather than the North Star Cult...

Silently resisting the secret technique, and barely managing to steady her mind, Shao Shenyun's dark golden pupils then revealed an even deeper, almost tangible, eerie light.

At this moment, the subtle look in her eyes as she looked at Tan Lin was no longer a simple mission objective, but a sense of something she was determined to possess and a stepping stone to success.

"Location... Prologue..."

Shao Hanyun murmured repeatedly, her jade-like fingers unconsciously stroking the edge of the table, as if weighing her options.

After a moment, she seemed to have made up her mind and leaned forward slightly.

In an instant, an alluring scent, a mixture of ambergris and intense body fragrance, silently wafted toward Tan Lin.

Her voice was even lower, with a hint of captivating magnetism:

"Young Master Tan is indeed extraordinary."

To be honest, young master, when Han Yun's close relative obtained this stele, they also received half a fragment of a map, which seemed to point to an ancient secret realm beyond the realm.

The markings in the image require a supreme bloodline or special energy as a guide, combined with the Daoist rhyme of the inscription, to be activated.