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

And this is far from over.

Tan Lin's punch was only the beginning.

At the same time, four afterimages appeared behind him, also extending their fists.

During the punch, those afterimages multiplied from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, from a hundred to a thousand...

Finally, countless figures, arranged in a dense array, simultaneously threw a punch.

Countless fist shadows swept across the sky, their movements fluid and graceful, ultimately transforming into a colossal palm shadow that shook the very souls of all the heroes present!

O My Lord, Great Seal!

At this moment, the beam of death, which was stirred up by the quasi-emperor weapon activated by the old Daoist Minggu, collided fiercely with the huge palm shadow!

boom!!!

The two sides clashed in their methods of attack.

After a tremendous explosion, some saints and ordinary saints in the area heard a chilling sound of dissolving.

The quasi-emperor laws contained within the dim beam of death dissipated under the extreme aura of the Divine Silkworm Immortal Robe on Tan Lin's body.

The remaining offensive divine power was gradually annihilated under the pressure of his Great Handprint of Myriad Self.

During this time, the gray beam of light, mixed with the magical energy of the old Daoist Ming Gu, was also constantly trying to resist and erode the palm print.

However, the power of life and death, the cycle of reincarnation, and the power of creation within the palm print, under the blessing of the invincible fist intent, was constantly sublimated and endlessly regenerated, and was actually completely obliterated!

rustling... rustling...

The palm print and the beam of light were locked in a stalemate for less than a breath before the gray beam of light lost its momentum and vanished.

"what?!"

Upon seeing this, the old Daoist Minggu's expression changed drastically.

He never expected that his killing move, which he used with the help of a quasi-emperor weapon, would be broken by the opponent's punch!

But how is that possible?!

The opponent is clearly just a Saint King!

Even with that divine garment to resist the killing power of heavy weapons, it couldn't unleash more of its ultimate power. How could it possibly break through his killing move?

Even if the opponent could trigger the divine restriction, it shouldn't be this outrageous.

Even if he's at his worst, after traversing the endless starry sky for so many years, he still possesses the combat strength of the Seven Forbidden Realms. This kid is separated from him by a great realm and several minor realms. How could he possibly be defeated?!

How could it possibly be defeated?

But reality truly woke him up, like a bucket of cold water poured over him from head to toe.

however.

What shocked him even more was yet to come.

The enormous palm print that had shattered the beam of death, though its divine light had dimmed considerably, still maintained its momentum.

Tan Lin exerted all his strength, yet it seemed he still had energy left. His blood and divine power flowed into the Divine Silkworm Battle Armor he wore.

Then, his body moved with his fist, and as soon as he threw a punch, it carried the supreme imperial might and the supreme will to crush the six paths and reset the cycle of reincarnation, and smashed into that blood-red banner!

"not good!"

The sudden change caused even the Great Sage of the Netherworld, who was controlling the Blood Banner, to change color. Ignoring the surging blood energy within his body, he frantically urged his magical power.

Whoosh!

The blood banner fluttered, and countless ghostly figures rushed out, transforming into a thick, blood-red light shield in front of them.

Boom!

next moment.

The fist arrives, the shield shatters!

The crimson banner let out a mournful cry, its surface torn open by the power of the divine silkworm battle armor mixed with fist energy, and its spiritual light dimmed by more than half in an instant.

click...

The Great Sage was struck as if by lightning, coughing up blood, his chest caved in, and he was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, his aura instantly weakening to the extreme.

He was clearly severely injured by a single punch and had almost lost his fighting ability!

"Fourth!"

The Great Sages in the other directions of the formation were filled with shock and anger.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, leaving them no time to react, even though they were in different locations.

During this time, Tian Ling, who was sitting quietly in the Dao pattern barrier of the small boat behind her, did not even open her eyes from beginning to end, as if she had absolute confidence in Tan Lin.

But this doesn't really make sense. She was worried about someone before, but after someone reassured her, she really felt relieved.

After all, even if he were the reincarnation of the Human Emperor, all traces of his previous life's laws and principles had been sacrificed. At this stage, he was merely a Saint King realm cultivator, with no way to draw upon any power.

This place is surrounded by powerful figures, and after losing the remaining bronze token, it can hardly be considered safe!

"This junior is arrogant!"

In the distance, the old Daoist Minggu was both shocked and furious. Without holding back, he bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood essence onto the Wanhui Bone Staff.

hum...

The bone staff trembled violently, and the gray bead suddenly flew out, hovering in the air, spinning rapidly.

In an instant, it transformed into the size of a house, its surface covered with countless hideous ghost faces that let out mournful howls, and a terrifying wave of death, far exceeding anything before, spread out!

"The Pearl of Myriad Impurities, the Annihilation of All Beings!"

The old Daoist Minggu roared and exerted all his strength to activate the core of the Quasi-Emperor artifact.

The gray bead shone brightly, and the deity within the staff slowly revived, its power greatly increased.

Soon, an incredibly thick, solid gray beam of light shot out with a deafening roar.

Wherever it passed, the "Imperial Majesty" surged, the void silently vanished, turning into the most primordial chaos and deathly silence, rushing straight towards Tan Lin!

This strike almost possessed the power of a Quasi-Emperor, capable of annihilating all Great Saints below the Quasi-Emperor level!

Let alone a mere saintly king?

Standing still, Tan Lin's eyes narrowed slightly; he sensed the threat of this attack.

However, the opponent possessed a powerful weapon, and the Divine Silkworm Robe he wore was not merely for show. Even if it could not be fully utilized by him, it still allowed him to be unafraid of the Quasi-Emperor's Law and "Emperor's Might".

He took a deep breath, and the five secret realms within his body roared simultaneously, with boundless blood and divine power surging wildly into his fist.

He held nothing back, pushing his newly reached peak Saint King cultivation to its limit, fusing the true essence of five lifetimes into one, and letting his past insights flood his mind.

At this moment, his combat power continued to rise within the Divine Forbidden Domain, entering a supreme state.

At the same time, he threw another punch.

O My Lord, Great Seal!

The cycle of the six realms of existence involves the manifestation and merging of the illusory self within all realms, giving rise to the cycle of birth, death, and creation.

Ultimately, it returned to oneness, further enhanced by a wisp of supreme imperial power from the Divine Silkworm Immortal Robe, and further evolved from the Yin and Yang energies.

The enormous palm shadow condensed to its extreme at this moment, transforming into a simple yet seemingly unadorned, chaotic fist imprint that appeared capable of splitting the heavens and earth, meeting the pillar of annihilation.

Rumble!!!

This collision produced an even more terrifying commotion than the previous one.

Amidst a deafening roar.

The golden fist imprint collided violently with the gray beam of light, and a terrifying energy storm instantly swept across millions of miles of the Bitter Sea!

The sea surface was pressed into a huge crater. Thousands of miles away, several ancient ships that were relatively close were overturned and some of the cultivators on board were sent flying backward, coughing up blood and retreating in horror.

At that moment, the white light was blinding, and the energy was rampant.

However, some of the older monsters who were farther away could vaguely see the battle.

At the center of the collision, under the enhancement of the magic array, the quasi-emperor level divine power unleashed by the ancient staff and blood banner was partially neutralized by the extreme aura of the Divine Silkworm Immortal Robe.

Although a small amount remained, the gray beam of light that struck Tan Lin's divine silkworm robe from a distance seemed to have no effect whatsoever.

Even after the power of the heavy weapon nearly canceled out, the pillar of light in front remained, continuously eroding and wearing away the golden fist imprint.

However, the golden fist imprint was extremely resistant and was constantly transforming, neutralizing that power of death and annihilation.

The two sides were locked in a stalemate, and it was difficult to determine who was superior for the time being!

"He blocked it! He actually blocked the full-force attack of the old Daoist Minggu, who used two powerful weapons!"

Those watching from afar were all deeply moved by this scene.

To have the body of a Saint King directly confront a mid-level Great Saint wielding a Quasi-Emperor's weapon, and not just any ordinary Great Saint, is simply mind-blowing!

It should be noted that the old Daoist Minggu was not acting alone; he had four fellow Daoists by his side who formed an array to use the Blood Banner artifact to eliminate the extreme Dao energy of the Divine Silkworm Immortal Robe.

This means that if both sides were to remove their heavy weapons, the Undying Golden Body would be able to contend with the five Great Sages with its own power!

Rumble...

On the battlefield.

Two... no, six figures remained locked in a stalemate.

The old Daoist Minggu was extremely unsettled. The depth of Tan Lin's abilities, which he had tested, had greatly shocked him.

It was a chilling fear that sent shivers down my spine!

"This child must not be allowed to live!"

The old Daoist Minggu's eyes flashed with killing intent. He was about to use the Quasi-Emperor Artifact and the Divine Silkworm Robe to maintain a balance, and then, disregarding the loss of his own essence and paying a certain price, break the current stalemate.

But in that stalemate,

A glint flashed in Tan Lin's eyes, and his vital energy burst forth from his body, seemingly materializing as his blood and qi suddenly rose to a new level!

This was not a breakthrough in realm, but rather that at this critical juncture, he completed another reconstruction of the past secret realm using the Undying Golden Body Secret Technique.

His physical potential has been stimulated to its current limit, and his combat power has been briefly enhanced to a certain extent in the forbidden realm of gods!

"break!"

His words thundered, and the fist imprint in front of him suddenly trembled!

Click!

A fine crack appeared on the surface of the gray beam of light.

Then,

The cracks spread rapidly, expanding like a spider web.

click... click...

next moment.

Before the incredulous eyes of the old Daoist Minggu and the four people around him, the pillar of annihilation light that had gathered his full strength shattered with a deafening roar!

The fist imprint, still powerful, slammed into the gray bead the size of a house!

Clang...

A deafening roar erupted, as if an ancient divine bell had been struck.

The gray bead trembled violently, its surface light dimmed rapidly, and although it did not crack, it emitted a painful groan. It was sent flying backward by the punch and crashed into the old Daoist Minggu!

"puff……"

The old Daoist Minggu was struck as if by a heavy blow, spitting out blood. He almost dropped the Myriad Filth Bone Staff from his hand, and his aura instantly became chaotic.

He was horrified to discover that the connection between himself and Wan Huizhu had been somewhat weakened by this punch!

The secret of the character "兵" (soldier)?!

"Stop maintaining this grand formation! While he's still recovering his strength, let's all attack together and kill him!"

The old Daoist Minggu suppressed his injuries and roared.

In fact, he didn't need to say anything more at this moment. The three Great Saints of the Netherworld had already placed the Blood Banner at the core of the formation, and then flew over to launch a fierce attack.