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

These jujubes can only be harvested once every five hundred years, but even so, their inner mysteries are comparable to some ordinary ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs, and the supply cannot meet the demand.

The red dates that Gu Qingying is offering right now belong to the former category.

Ahead, Cang Yuhang, the contemporary overlord of the body, who had a lot of pent-up frustration in his heart with nowhere to vent it, subconsciously took the red date and looked towards the figure following the sound. At this moment, he felt as if his heartbeat had slowed down by half a beat.

Even during his years of training in another star region, he had heard of the stunning beauty of this goddess who controlled the Spring and Autumn Pavilion.

Upon seeing her today, I realized that the rumors were indeed true; she was a stunningly beautiful fairy who could temper even the toughest man into the softest woman.

"Senior Gu, you're too kind. The warship is still usable, so this is no big deal. Besides, this little bit of turbulence is nothing to us Sendai cultivators..."

The resentment in his heart seemed to vanish with a word of apology and a sweet treat from the other party. A smile appeared on his face, and his domineering aura subsided, making him seem more approachable.

Even the culprit, the clouded leopard, seemed a bit more pleasing to the eye.

As he spoke, he made a gesture as if to hand the candied dates back to him.

A female saint-king, comparable to his father, personally stepped forward and humbled herself to apologize. What dissatisfaction could he possibly have now, no matter how angry he was before?

"In the end, it was my spirit pet that made the mistake first, young friend, please don't refuse..."

Gu Shennu reached out and stroked the half-saint cloud leopard, which was now as docile as a cat, and chuckled.

"Well... then I shall respectfully comply."

Cang Yuhang initially pretended to be reluctant, but then accepted it calmly.

During that time, he and Gu Qingying exchanged a glance and then dared not look at each other any longer.

The other person's eyes were like ancient pools reflecting stars, with faint, shimmering blue light. Looking into their eyes for a long time seemed to devour one's mind and soul.

"In that case, please do as you please, young friend. I'll go and catch up with some fellow Daoists from the Human Emperor's Palace."

Gu Qingying's beautiful face, framed by a thin veil, was captivating with her charming smile.

After saying that, she and the clouded leopard drifted away to a corner of the mountain range.

She wouldn't take a mere cultivator at the Immortal Realm Level 3 with impure bloodline seriously; this action was merely to give face to the Hegemon Clan behind him.

From then on, the conflict was resolved without any further disturbance.

However, the ripples on the water caused by this incident cannot be restored to their original state, but that is a headache for the Emperor's Palace.

Cang Yuhang watched her beautiful figure disappear into the distance.

On the warship, his Daoist partner, Xin'er, was sensitive and noticed the situation. Her gaze fell on his back.

"This woman is no ordinary person..."

Not far away, a purple-feathered cultivator from the Feathered Divine Dynasty sighed.

If his cultivation level weren't similar to Gu Qingying's, he probably would have unknowingly fallen for her every smile and frown.

It's hard to imagine whether she could truly captivate everyone if she removed her veil.

His mind was in turmoil, and his gaze shifted as he looked around. He saw that many cultivators around him were distraught after Gu Qingying's disappearance.

"But what exactly is the Human Emperor Palace up to?"

After a long while, seeing that the Goddess Gu had been negotiating with the Human Emperor's Palace for a long time but had not returned, the Purple Feather cultivator's face turned ashen.

"Heh, why bother with all that? From today onwards, the Emperor's Palace will be roasted over a fire. They have no choice in this situation."

Beside him, an old man dressed in a black and gold robe adorned with birds, fish, and insects squinted and said:

"They're spreading rumors about the Emperor's relics everywhere; it can't all be fake news, can it? They want us to play along. If they don't deliver some real evidence, the Emperor's Palace will be incurring public wrath..."

If the relics don't come to light, it's like playing a trick on everyone in Beidou.

……

As autumn deepened, the once desolate and desolate mountains on the northern border of the ancient Yan Kingdom had now become the center of a turbulent change.

The days passed by.

The rumored remnants of the Human Emperor remain untouched, causing increasing restlessness among cultivators and forces.

Bloodshed occurs every moment, in every corner of the mountains.

Surprisingly, apart from the smaller forces, none of the top-tier sects that entered this place stayed here for five or six months.

It's as if they have some kind of information, or perhaps they have something to back them up.

……

Zhongzhou, the vast and majestic territory of the Emperor's Palace.

A divine rainbow pierced the sky here, and mysterious energy intertwined, with countless palaces and a majestic aura.

At this moment, several leaders of the Holy Realm who had been sent out to take charge of various affairs in the Southern Region of the Eastern Wilderness for several months were prostrate on the ground in a central palace, like dogs with clubs stuck in their backs.

The hall was completely silent, and the people inside remained trembling with fear as they waited silently for the reaction of the figure on the platform deep inside.

And this wait lasted for several days.

During this time, several more people returned from the Eastern Wilderness and entered this place with trepidation.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the figure hidden behind the screen of the platform slowly stood up after finishing his practice.

If anyone could enter the inner room separated by this screen, they would surely sense that beneath this platform, there is a vast flow of Yin and Yang energy, allowing the figure to comprehend its mysteries.

The source is unknown.

"If you can't even withstand this much pressure, what's the use of training you all these years?"

The voice of the figure slowly drifted out from behind the screen.

Before the words were even finished, a biting wind seemed to sweep through the palace.

"Lord, it's not that we're incompetent, but there's a real reason for this!"

Inside the hall, perhaps sensing their impending doom, someone trembled violently, then, driven by a desperate will to survive, cried out for mercy.

The figure ignored this, muttering incantations and repeatedly forming hand seals.

"run!!"

The wind in the hall grew stronger, accompanied by a mysterious aura. Some people stopped crawling and their previously restrained holy power surged out, and they suddenly rushed out of the hall.

"Where could they possibly run to? You've been secretly conspiring to release that demon, do you really think I didn't know?"

The figure chuckled, but did not immediately give chase. Instead, he bowed deeply into the innermost part of the restricted area, then said in a solemn voice:

"Respectfully requesting the Emperor's Banner!!!"

boom!!!

In an instant, the bone-corroding gale within the palace, densely covered with Dao traces, intensified, blowing upon those in charge and directly dissolving their saintly bodies and flesh, leaving only their primordial spirits barely clinging to life.

"Lord...spare me!!"

"Lord, we were merely incompetent in our duties, why is this the case?!"

"Releasing the human demons was Tao Jingyu's idea, it has nothing to do with us... Ah!!!"

"Do not……"

boom……

The restrictions on the rear hall crumbled layer by layer, and the wind within the hall suddenly changed, sometimes yin and sometimes like a gloomy divine sun, vast and masculine.

The golden bones remaining of the seven saints beneath the platform shattered, like a pile of broken glass on the ground.

The imperial wind, carrying blood foam, splashed crimson patterns onto the four black jade pillars inside the hall. The wails of the sages had abruptly ceased, and their words were shredded by the wind.

……

Chapter Fourteen: Old Stories (3.3K)

Clang!

Clang... Clang...

The figure behind the screen on the platform changed hand seals one after another, and the gale in the hall instantly subsided, instead condensing into visible blue-gold chains.

Almost simultaneously, one of the chain-like patterns pierced through the void without warning, disappeared into it, and then emerged from somewhere outside the palace.

"Hoh!! Hoh..."

The saint who had previously escaped the palace had his head pierced by chains in an instant, and his primordial spirit was bound by the materialized chains, ultimately being dragged back.

When the chains were taut, they faintly emitted a dark blue divine light, like an eternal ray of light.

boom……

At that moment, the dome of the entire palace suddenly exploded, and the entire void above the sky shattered like a mirror.

A giant banner, entwined with patterns representing the two polar laws of Yin and Yang, pierced the dome and soared straight into the ninth heaven!

The primordial spirits of the eight saints were all locked inside the banner. The eight tiny primordial spirits were twisted in pain and struggled, but to no avail.

hum...

The boundless auspicious light and radiance of the Nine Heavens descended, bathing the giant banner that resembled a battle flag. The flagpole was made of eternal blue gold, containing a faint imperial divine might, within which a silent deity sat.

Splash...

The battle banners fluttered in the wind, and from the depths of the sky, it seemed as if countless ancient human warriors were shouting their earth-shattering battle cries:

"Victory!!!"

"Victory..."

The ancient banner contains countless war dead souls.

Wanling Chaoban (a type of prayer flag).

boom!!!

The giant banner circled several times in the sky before crashing down onto the shattered palace and platform.

At this moment.

The thousands of palaces outside the hall were already trembling, and all the cultivators of the Emperor's Palace were so excited that they uncontrollably knelt down and kowtowed in the direction where the flag had been planted.

"If you have anything to say, go to the Emperor's Banner and tell the Emperor."

The Emperor Palace Master reached out and grasped the giant banner.

The giant banner trembled, as if trying to shake off his hand, but then a few mottled patterns of heaven-suppressing patterns appeared out of thin air on the surface of the banner, and the giant banner fell silent again.

Finally, with a "crack," the platform beneath the feet of the Emperor's Palace Master completely shattered, vaguely revealing a corner of the universe below.

Deep underground, an enormous cocoon of divine energy was firmly imprisoned by a magic array.

Within the dazzling divine source, a burly man with disheveled hair, whose entire body was bound by nine divine chains and who still exuded a powerful, primal aura, was covered in nine divine chains.

"You all accuse me of being a traitor, but you don't know that the way of this world is that the victor is king and the loser is villain. Dongfang Taiyi, who is the prisoner today, and who is more like a traitor?"

With a dark gaze fixed on the location of the divine source, the Human Emperor Palace Master snorted coldly, unleashed his great divine power, and waved his hand to bury the place.

"At the end of the Primordial Era, the Human Emperor's Palace was on the verge of collapse. Did I have a choice?"

He stood silently on the ground above the divine source for a while, as if talking to someone within the divine source, yet also as if talking to himself:

"Initially, I showed you compassion, but when have you ever shown me compassion? Even the mighty former Human Emperor died under the Undying Heavenly Blade. Why leave such a mess for posterity..."

The waters of this universe are far more profound than Bill and others have imagined…

As he spoke, the lonely gaze of the Palace Master swept over the disciples who had come to clear the ruins, deterring them from approaching.

“In the past, you admired the deeds of the Human Emperor and imitated him by cultivating the Taiyin and Taiyang. In the end, you became mentally unstable and neither human nor ghost. You should have exiled yourself to the outer realms, but after noticing the strangeness in the palace, you turned back and wanted to eliminate traitors like me.”

Looking back now, it's truly laughable..."

He gradually stopped speaking:

"If you can stand up straight and live like a human being, who would want to live like a dog?"

Finally, the look in his eyes returned to its cold indifference.

wow...

He pulled the giant banner pole out and returned it to its original state of restriction:

"If you're not an ultimate imperial weapon, don't act like one. We're only keeping you around because we're still useful..."