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

"What a pity, with his indestructible golden body, he is destined to never attain enlightenment..."

Among the crowd gazing into the distance, an old man shook his head.

"Not bad, what a pity..."

Upon hearing this, amidst a chorus of agreement from those around them, many of the most outstanding individuals seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

Boom!

Above the ruins.

The figures of the eight ancient emperors and great emperors moved simultaneously.

They unleashed the supreme secret techniques they had relied on to roam the ancient roads in their youth.

Some wielded the Star God Fist, some unleashed chaotic sword light, some spewed world-destroying thunderous roars, and some evolved the return of all laws to nothingness...

At this moment, eight completely different yet equally terrifying offensive techniques blocked all of Tan Lin's escape routes and descended with earth-shattering power!

Faced with this siege that could drive any of his peers to despair, Tan Lin's eyes shone brightly with golden light.

Instead of backing down, he unleashed a soaring fighting spirit.

"Good timing!"

He roared, and his golden blood and energy surged and boiled, transforming into a raging golden divine flame.

He held nothing back; at this moment, he was overjoyed and unleashed all the fruits of his years of arduous cultivation and enlightenment!

I...Great Handprint!!!

At that moment, he pointed his fingers like a sword and pressed forward, easily triggering the divine restriction.

The movements seemed slow, yet they seemed to stir up waves throughout the entire world.

hum...

In an instant.

Behind him, the void and spacetime rippled violently, and blurry phantoms instantly appeared.

Are there as many as eight ancient emperor figures formed from humanoid lightning? But so what?

At this moment, the unique Dharma fluctuations belonging to the Great Dao of Myriad Self surged, and the phantom of Tan Lin's past self manifested.

Then, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things!

The four past illusory images merged with my true self, evolving into the self that has existed for countless lifetimes!

Wow!

Thousands upon thousands of illusory images of "me," each with a different posture but sharing the same origin and essence, densely filled half the sky.

At that moment, countless illusory images of "me" moved with Tan Lin's will, simultaneously throwing punches!

Each illusory figure may seem frail, but it contains the true meaning of Tan Lin's five lifetimes and the invincible will of the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist.

These myriad illusory figures, though their punches followed different trajectories, were by no means chaotic. Guided by a mysterious Daoist principle, they arranged themselves in an inconceivable way, eventually merging together to create a resonance that was exponentially stronger!

boom!!!

Finally, as everyone watched from afar, all the phantoms behind Tan Lin, along with Tan Lin's own forward punch, all merged into one!

next moment.

A massive handprint, formed from countless fist shadows that blotted out the sky, appeared out of thin air! It was a condensation of the divine power of the indestructible golden body, the invincible will, and the boundless power of blood and qi.

The handprint was covered with Dao patterns, evolving through birth, death, reincarnation, and the flow of time and space, exuding a terrifying aura that suppressed all heavens and destroyed all laws!

hum...

Everything happened in an instant.

The Great Handprint of Myriad Self and the offensive technique manifested by eight humanoid lightning bolts collided fiercely!

Within the hand seals, countless illusory figures were throwing punches.

There was no earth-shattering explosion as imagined.

At the center of the collision, the void rippled outwards like the surface of water tossed with a stone, creating visible ripples containing the potential for annihilation.

Wherever the ripples passed, everything vanished and returned to nothingness.

The offensive techniques of the eight ancient emperor Dao traces crumbled rapidly under the all-encompassing yet all-destroying will and power of the Myriad Self Great Handprint, like ice and snow under the sun!

Everyone in the distance was astonished by what they saw.

However, the young emperor and ancient emperor phantoms that evolved from humanoid lightning are by no means ordinary.

Tan Lin's attack only blocked one of their offensive techniques; it did not mean he had defeated them by fighting eight opponents alone.

This was already its strongest attack, but the eight humanoid lightning bolts had not yet unleashed their killing blow.

Soon, within the purple light, eight humanoid lightning bolts split apart and attacked Tan Lin from different directions.

bang...

Immediately afterward, during the siege, sprays of pale golden blood fell from the sky.

Tan Lin was exhausted and had no new strength to generate. His body was repeatedly cracked by the combined blows of the eight people.

These kinds of heavenly tribulations are almost unsolvable. Like the Nine Emperors Tribulations, the only solution is to wear them down until the tribulation clouds dissipate.

However, the experience and insights gained from honing his skills against eight young ancient emperors and great emperors and engaging in battles with them using new methods are invaluable.

As long as you survive the tribulation, the more terrifying the tribulation, the greater the reward.

Boom...

a long time.

The tribulation clouds that had been hanging over the Spring and Autumn Pavilion ceased to churn, and the eight humanoid lightning bolts seemed to have lost their source of power.

Cracks spread across their entire bodies, finally exploding with a deafening roar, transforming once more into the purest essence of tribulation clouds and fragments of the Great Dao.

But at that moment, the primordial energy of Xuanhuang surrounding Tan Lin, and the extraordinary phenomenon of the Immortal King descending to the Nine Heavens, were activated by him.

He stretched out his extraordinary hand and swept it into the tribulation clouds, forcibly scooping out some fragments of tribulation lightning, swallowing them all and refining them!

Wow!

The tribulation clouds seemed to be completely enraged by this sudden change, but in the end, they only let out a final, unwilling "roar," and countless remaining lightning bolts struck down frantically in a final counterattack.

At this moment, Tan Lin was covered in blood. He stood proudly in the void, his golden blood energy burning fiercely around him, enduring the final baptism of lightning.

He opened his arms as if embracing the heavenly tribulation, and a roar like a surging river emanated from within him.

His aura, tempered by lightning, surged once more, becoming firmly established at the peak of the Dao-Slaying Realm!

hum...

As the last bolt of lightning dissipated, the tribulation clouds slowly receded.

Tan Lin slowly descended from the sky and stepped back onto the ruins.

He completely concealed his aura, but the profound and perfect feeling of having undergone the baptism of heavenly tribulation and achieved the initial success of his cultivation path became even more obvious.

The divine silkworm robe was spotless and swayed gently in the breeze.

His gaze swept across the surroundings, and he could feel countless shocked, horrified, complex, and awe-inspiring gazes intertwining in the distance.

He paid no attention to this, looked up to determine the direction, and then transformed into a streak of light, speeding towards the entrance of the ancient star road in the Central Plains.

Whoosh!

He did not hide his whereabouts.

Wherever it passed, pale golden trails of energy and blood stretched across the sky, leaving behind a powerful aura that lingered in the void for a long time.

This did not disturb the mortals who had not yet embarked on the path of cultivation, but the cultivators of each lineage along the way were all shocked and looked up at that fleeting, god-like figure.

Who is it??

"Did anyone see it clearly?"

"It's Tan Lin! It's that Tan Lin with the indestructible golden body!"

"We just received news that he was undergoing his tribulation in the ruins of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion in the Southern Region of the Eastern Wilderness. How did he end up in our Central State?"

Where is he going?

"That direction... he's going to embark on the ancient path through the stars!"

"In this great age of enlightenment, how many monstrous beings are there..."

Amidst the uproar, the news of the reappearance of the indestructible golden body swept across the five regions of the Big Dipper like a hurricane.

……

Zhongzhou, before the ancient starry gateway to the outside world.

This is a place that has existed since ancient times, but after the last turmoil, the Qishi Mansion, which was chosen to be located here, is now "in charge" of the desolate ruins.

Of course, to put it more nicely, he is in charge of the various sects and cultivators of the Five Regions of the Big Dipper.

To put it bluntly, in this position, especially during the later stages of the struggle for the Dao attainment stage, one is essentially a "gatekeeper."

However, the establishment of this tradition was based on the principle of non-contention with the world from beginning to end. In fact, in the early stages of every great era, it would widely recruit talented people from all over the world, teach without discrimination, and provide venues, resources, and scriptures...

It can be said that it has a connection with all the Daoist traditions in the five regions of the Big Dipper.

Therefore, even though it was in the midst of the vortex, it has survived to this day.

This gate, shaped like a crystal monument, was forged from an unknown divine metal and ancient stone, soaring into the clouds.

The door frame is carved with patterns of the sun, moon, stars, and myriad races from ancient times, exuding the breath of time.

For the past two or three decades, the portal has been opened wide from time to time, behind which lies a twisted and rotating void vortex, leading to the human race's star trial path.

With the advent of this great era, this place is no longer solely under the control of the Qishi Mansion lineage. On ordinary days, cultivators from several top lineages will jointly guard and maintain this place.

In addition, young talents from all over the five regions of the Big Dipper, who want to embark on the ancient road and strive for a future, have gathered here and are waiting.

Today, the once peaceful scene in front of the gate was completely shattered by a pale golden streak of light that swiftly cut through the sky.

As the light faded, Tan Lin's figure appeared outside the Qishi Mansion.

He was still dressed in the divine silkworm robe, wearing half a bronze mask, his aura calm and composed.

But those deep eyes peering through the mask sent a chill down the spines of everyone who tried to meet their gaze, as if pierced by an invisible sword.

"Tan Lin?!"

Someone seemed to vaguely recognize him and exclaimed in surprise.

In an instant, an uproar erupted throughout the entire Qishi Mansion.

The news that this immortal golden body had reappeared in the world, undergone tribulation, and crossed the Eastern Wilderness had already reached the Central State before him.

Seeing the real person in person, and especially feeling the aura emanating from him that seemed to belong to a realm beyond the Dao-Slaying stage, everyone was deeply shocked.

shuh...

All eyes turned to him.

Ignoring the commotion around him, Tan Lin turned his gaze directly to the enormous star portal and took a step forward.

"stop!"

however.

Just as he was about to enter the Qishi Mansion, a cold shout rang out.

A dozen or so figures emerged from among the cultivators stationed at the Qishi Mansion and blocked his way.

These people were dressed in uniform moon-white robes with feathers, and their auras were powerful. The lowest level they were at was Immortal Level 2, and the three leaders even exuded wisps of holy might.

Their Taoist robes were embroidered with mysterious patterns resembling feathers on the cuffs and lapels.

The Feathered Divine Dynasty!

The supreme divine dynasty of Zhongzhou, which had once gone to the Southern Region to "demand people" from the Xiang family, finally launched its attack at this moment.

The leader, a saint from the Feathered Divine Dynasty, had a sinister face and stared at Tan Lin with eyes like a hawk, coldly saying:

"Tan Lin, you are suspected of colluding with Gu Qingying, a remnant of the demonic sect of Chunqiu Pavilion. If you wish to embark on the ancient path today, you must first return to the Divine Dynasty with us and undergo investigation!"

Wow!