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

next interest.

He suddenly reached out and, under Shao Hanyun's puzzled gaze, grabbed directly at the smallest, dark, broken piece of the stele.

hum!

The instant his fingertips touched the monument,

A chilling and desolate feeling, like a faint tremor from the distant end of the river of time, instantly spread from my fingertips throughout my body!

Immediately afterwards, Tan Lin's soul and sea of ​​consciousness experienced a "boom," as if a monstrous wave had suddenly surged forth.

The light and shadow before his eyes shifted rapidly.

There were countless fragmented and distorted images, ancient and grand syllables, and some Dao patterns that were currently difficult to understand, like a flood crashing against the shore, frantically impacting his existing knowledge!

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Chapter 161 Memories of a Secret Rendezvous with Tianling (Bonus Chapter in 4K, Please Subscribe!)

boom……

At that moment, Tan Lin let out a muffled groan, his indestructible golden body trembled violently, and the knuckles of his fingers gripping the broken monument turned slightly white from the force.

Unlike my first encounter with the "broken monument" a year ago, this time the spiritual impact seemed more intense, more focused, or more targeted.

This jet-black, broken stele is definitely a very important part of his original Dao-attaining artifact, the "Yin-Yang Divine Millstone."

It's even possible that for a considerable period after the destruction, the deities within the artifact did not completely vanish, but rather remained in that part.

Unfortunately, after millions of years, it inevitably turned to ashes.

Even so, the lingering Daoist charm within still resonated with a crimson mark deep within his soul.

The impact was intense, shaking his soul, but fortunately Tan Lin had anticipated it and remained calm.

Outside, he subconsciously closed his eyes, and a faint, almost imperceptible golden halo seemed to appear between his brows.

His blood and qi were boiling slightly out of control, and his skin under the silk robe was faintly glowing with a pale golden light.

Across from the stone table, Shao Hanyun narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly.

She felt the resonance the other person experienced with the broken monument particularly clearly this time.

She had been closely monitoring the situation for a long time, and even noticed a fleeting fluctuation in Tan Lin's aura.

It was a wisp of supreme energy that seemed to span endless time and space. Although it appeared only briefly, like an illusion, it had already shaken her body and mind.

Seeing this, Shao Hanyun's beautiful eyes sparkled with admiration.

All the previous speculations and unspoken expectations and ambitions are now growing wildly again, like weeds on a wasteland, blown by the spring breeze.

really!

He indeed had an unimaginable connection with these remnants of the human emperor's monument!

Shao Hanyun's heart was filled with turmoil, and her gaze toward Tan Lin became even more intense and complex.

The urge to "dissect" him and study him closely intertwined with another, more dangerous, and more primal attraction.

A strange ripple stirred deep within her dark golden eyes.

shuh...

At this moment, Tan Lin forcibly suppressed the tremor in his soul and the boiling of the mark of the former human emperor, and slowly opened his eyes.

He released his grip on the broken monument.

The broken stele lay quietly on the stone table, still cold and black, as if the resonance just now was just an illusion.

"how?"

Shao Hanyun's magnetic voice rang out at just the right moment, carrying a hint of probing and an invisible allure:

"It seems this item has a deep connection with Young Master Tan..."

Upon hearing this, Tan Lin ignored the probing tone in her voice and gently picked up the dark, broken stele again, examining it carefully in his palm.

After the initial shock of spiritual awareness, as long as he doesn't actively immerse his mind and spirit in it, there won't be any abnormalities.

rustling... rustling...

As his thoughts raced, he ran his fingertips over the strange, pinhead-sized engravings that had clearly appeared only after the Dao-establishing artifact had been destroyed.

As he stroked it, he seemed to be deep in thought.

"Perhaps I have a special connection with these broken steles? At least this fragment of the map doesn't interest me at all, so I'll just keep it for now..."

After a moment's hesitation, his gaze swept over the other two broken steles, and he said, half-truthfully:

"Since the fairy has brought these as promised, I, Tan, am naturally a man of my word. My previous promise is valid. Once my cultivation is sufficient, I will certainly find a way to help the fairy break free from her 'shackles'..."

Furthermore, this Seven-Colored Treasure Tree now belongs to the fairy.

As he spoke, Tan Lin flipped his hand and took out the rare divine source that contained the top-grade medicinal king.

Then he pushed the wooden box containing the source energy used to seal the divine source essence towards the demoness sitting opposite him.

"As for breaking free from the 'shackles,' I naturally trust Young Master Tan. After all, I have already learned fragments of ancient scriptures from you, and I am already quite adept at dealing with the secret control techniques of the Beidou Sect..."

Shao Hanyun smiled sweetly.

After putting away the wooden box, she leaned forward slightly, resting her jade-like arm on the stone table, supporting her chin. Her silver hair swayed, creating a fragrant breeze.

In an instant, a captivating fragrance mingled with the aroma of tea wafted towards Tan Lin.

Her eerie eyes stared intently at Tan Lin, as if trying to see through the half-bronze mask on his face and into the depths of his soul.

"As promised, I brought the items; you and I should now examine the ruined monument together."

Han Yun doesn't have the same strong affinity as you, young master. This stele has been in my hands for many years without any unusual activity, so this time I'll have to rely on you to give Han Yun a hand...

I'm becoming increasingly curious about what kind of wondrous scenes and ancient secrets these broken steles might hold…

At this point, she paused slightly, then moved her beautiful head and red lips even closer to Tan Lin.

Her breath was sweet and fragrant, her voice extremely low, which at that moment seemed to amplify its captivating magnetism:

"Is the young master ready today? Having just explored the secrets of a broken stele, do you need to rest for a few days? When can you take me to broaden my horizons?"

As the alluring voice reached his ears, Tan Lin looked up and met the enchantress's dark gold eyes, which were so close to his and held an undisguised aggressive glint.

The other party's meaning was clear: they were not satisfied with the previous model at the Chi family, where he grasped the information contained within the broken stele and then relayed it.

He wanted to personally "see" the scenes captured throughout the ages in the broken stele.

“The divine sense sinks into the broken stele, which is extremely dangerous and unpredictable. The scenes inside are complex and chaotic, and it is very easy to get lost.”

Tan Lin calmly stated a fact:

"Of course, if the fairy insists on doing so, as part of the promise, I, Tan, will naturally lend a helping hand."

"It's alright. What path of cultivation is without risks?"

Shao Hanyun's smile widened, her eyes already gleaming with eager anticipation:

"That fragment of the ancient scripture is extraordinary; it's enough to protect my divine sense. Even if something unexpected happens and I suffer damage, a gecko can simply sever its tail—it's insignificant."

Besides… given the connection between Young Master Tan and the broken stele, any danger could easily be avoided. Could it be… that Young Master Tan is afraid I'll find out something I shouldn't know?”

Her words carried a hint of provocation and a hint of seduction.

Upon hearing this, Tan Lin looked at her quietly.

He knew perfectly well what Shao Hanyun's purpose was.

This woman's "interest" in him had long surpassed the ordinary; it was not only a desire to explore the secrets of him, but also probably mixed with other more complex thoughts.

Allowing her divine consciousness to sink into the broken monument along with him was undoubtedly placing a variable beside her own mind.

But given the connection between this broken stele and him, he had nothing to fear. If the other party dared to act recklessly, he could even strike back and seize a wisp of the other party's consciousness.

"can."

Tan Lin's deep eyes flickered, and he readily agreed, then said:

"However, we need to agree on three rules."

After your divine sense sinks into the broken stele, your external divine soul must guard your spiritual platform closely and must not have any random thoughts. You must follow my guidance in everything. Otherwise, if any accident occurs, do not blame me for not reminding you.

Secondly, you may keep to yourself what you see and hear inside the broken stele; you must not share it with others.

Finally, if any unforeseen circumstances arise, I will immediately guide your consciousness to withdraw; there must be no doubt about it.

Upon hearing this, Shao Hanyun's smile deepened, as if she had known he would agree:

"Deal made. As you say, young master, that is the way it should be."

"However, this fusion of divine thoughts requires a connection of breath..."

Tan Lin frowned slightly.

Hearing this, Shao Hanyun smiled, stood up nonchalantly, walked gracefully to his side, and then sat down next to him very naturally.

Instantly, a richer, warmer aura, carrying a strange fragrance, enveloped Tan Lin.

The enchantress stretched out her slender hand and gently placed it on the back of Tan Lin's hand, which was holding the black, broken monument. Her fingertips intentionally or unintentionally brushed against his skin, bringing a slightly cool sensation.

"Is this... alright, Young Master Tan?"

She leaned her head close to Tan Lin's ear, her voice languid and seemingly carrying a seductive hook.

Upon hearing this, Tan Lin's passionate and energetic body stiffened almost imperceptibly.

He could feel the soft, delicate warmth of Shao Hanyun's hands, and smell the intensely fragrant, almost aggressive scent emanating from her hair and neck.

But how strong is his mind?

He quickly regained his composure and was not disturbed by the allure of worldly cultivation so close at hand.

From his seat, he glanced at the alluring profile less than half a foot away and said indifferently:

"Calm your mind, focus your attention on your consciousness, and let your spirit follow your movements."

After saying that, he didn't wait any longer. With his other free hand, he made a simple meditation gesture, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Upon seeing this, Shao Hanyun pursed her red lips and muttered "boring" to herself. However, she then abandoned her alluring demeanor and became focused and solemn.

She also closed her eyes, with faint dark golden demonic patterns and divine light flowing around her.

Immediately afterwards, a vast and obscure wave of divine thought slowly emanated from the depths of her sacral altar, echoing the golden light in Tan Lin's sea of ​​consciousness between his brows, and gradually intertwining.

Inside the pavilion.

The two men placed their palms together, supporting the dark, broken monument.

Tan Lin silently took a deep breath, no longer suppressing the crimson imprint of the Human Emperor's past life within his soul, and his resonance with the broken monument.

Then he deliberately sent the wisp of divine thought that had merged with Shao Hanyun's divine consciousness into the broken stele.

boom!

Suddenly, an information torrent, more powerful than ever before, crashed into that divine thought, indirectly impacting the consciousness and spiritual platforms of the two people outside.

This time, however, Tan Lin was better prepared.

hum...

The Soul Pearl activated with divine power, swirling with crimson mist that firmly protected his sea of ​​consciousness and his frail soul.

For Shao Hanyun, who was experiencing this for the first time, everything went black before her eyes, followed by boundless chaos and the roar of the unknown!

Caught off guard, her wisp of divine consciousness, like a small boat, traversed the boundless raging torrent of information.

Fortunately, Tan Lin's divine thought, like a beacon in the sea, constantly guided her, preventing a complete collapse.

Wow!

Their divine senses sank into the broken stele, and the countless bizarre and fantastical fragments they saw and experienced were all different.

Various incomprehensible ancient syllables, and the distorted and changing patterns of laws under the interference of some unknown force, exploded in Shao Hanyun's perception like the Big Bang!

If it weren't for Tan Lin's assistance, even though her divine sense was at the half-saint level, far surpassing the former's,

But at this moment, it will probably be instantly overwhelmed and torn apart by this massive amount of information and the unknown radiation contained in the images!

At this moment, she was deeply shocked. The amount of information contained in this broken stele and the vast time span of the scenes depicted were astounding.