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

They unleashed their strongest supernatural powers or summoned their natal artifacts, attacking Tan Lin from three directions.

In an instant, the demonic light surged once more, its killing intent overwhelming.

Tan Lin's expression was cold and stern. Facing the attack, he did not retreat but advanced.

Activating the secret technique of movement, he moved like lightning, leaving behind afterimages in the void.

He had indeed exhausted his old strength and had not yet generated new strength, but when dealing with these three people, he did not need to gather any strength at all. He raised his hand and unleashed the Six Paths Reincarnation Fist. The blood energy fist imprint was as large as a mountain, and the invincible true meaning suppressed all directions.

boom!

With a single punch, a member of the Netherworld Fiend Clan, whose cultivation was at the second minor stage of the Great Sage realm, along with the black demonic blade he had unleashed, was directly blasted apart, his body and soul annihilated.

clatter……

As Tan Lin unleashed this punch, he multitasked, stepping to the side and causing the void to collapse.

Another enemy was trampled through, his protective divine light shattered, his chest caved in, his internal organs broken, and he screamed as he fell into the sea of ​​suffering, his fate unknown.

Swish!

Followed by.

Tan Lin also clenched his other hand into a fist, incorporating a trace of his insights gained from observing the four killing swords in the Fountain of Life over the years.

Then, with a fist as sharp as a sword and sword intent reaching the heavens, he threw out a punch, and five dazzling sword energies swept across, splitting the third enemy and the ancient shield he was wielding in two, blood splattering across the sky.

Splash...

The Great Sage's blood rained down, drizzling down.

In just a few breaths, of the five Great Sages, two were dead and two were seriously injured!

The scene was filled with bloodshed and the display of overwhelming power, leaving many cultivators watching from afar mesmerized.

Some exceptional talents were even momentarily overwhelmed by Tan Lin's combat prowess, magic, and Dao, and were convinced of his superiority, thinking that they would follow him once the dust settled.

"Monster, you're a monster..."

At the edge of the battlefield, the Blood Banner Great Sage, who had been severely injured at the beginning, was now terrified and wanted to flee.

Without even looking, Tan Lin threw a punch from a distance.

The five fingers, imbued with the intent of a sword, pierced through the void and precisely imprinted on vital points of the human body, such as the chest, abdomen, chakra, and shintai!

bang...

immediately.

The Great Sage's body exploded, turning into ashes along with the tattered blood banner.

In the blink of an eye, of the five formidable Great Sages, only the Old Daoist Minggu remained, and he was already injured.

He killed a Great Sage as easily and casually as killing a chicken?!

On the sea, the heroes remained silent.

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Chapter 191 The Emperor's Banner Flew Away (6K Chapter, Please Subscribe!)

Splash...

As the four Great Sages fell one after another, the blood rain grew from a small amount to a large one, eventually pouring down as if in a downpour.

All the cultivators who witnessed this scene, including saints and saint kings, felt a chill run from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

With the cultivation of a peak Saint King, he directly defeated a mid-level Great Saint wielding a Quasi-Emperor weapon, and swiftly killed four low-level Great Saints...

Even with the same divine armor and powerful artifacts, it is still astonishing.

If killing a Great Sage of a higher level is so easy for him, then who among those of the same level could be his opponent?

Once he reaches full power, I fear no one will be able to rival him on the path to becoming emperor!

At that moment, many people seemed to see a reincarnated emperor in their eyes...

That's incredible! Absolutely incredible!!

Unfortunately, as the other party possessed an indestructible golden body, he was destined to be ineligible for the throne.

Escape...escape...

In the distance, having witnessed the deaths of his four comrades, the old Daoist Minggu was now utterly terrified.

He had lost all will to fight, turned around and transformed into a streak of gray light, about to flee towards the edge of the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

"Stay."

At this moment, Tan Lin's calm voice rang out.

He moved with incredible speed, activating the "Travel" technique, and even though he was behind, he arrived first and blocked the path of the old Daoist Minggu as he fled, throwing a punch at his head.

The old Daoist Minggu was terrified and hastily raised his Wanhui Bone Staff to block.

however,

The great formation has now dissipated, and the blood banner has fallen to the side. The invisible "balance" between the heavy weapons has been lost, and a wisp of extreme Dao energy surges from Tan Lin's divine silkworm robe.

Bang!

The old Daoist Minggu's tiger's mouth split open, and the bone staff flew out of his hand.

Tan Lin's punches continued unabated, landing solidly on the old Daoist Minggu's chest.

puff!

The old Daoist Minggu had a bloody hole blown open in his chest, both front and back.

He looked down, staring in disbelief at his shattered chest, life rapidly fading from his eyes.

"You... what kind of monster are you...?"

He hadn't finished speaking.

Another punch came crashing down, cracking his sac and shattering his primordial spirit. His corpse fell helplessly into the sea of ​​suffering below, where it was swallowed by the churning essence.

Tan Lin made a grasping motion in mid-air, using the "Soldier" secret technique in conjunction with the Divine Silkworm Robe to suppress the slightly dim gray bead, along with the Myriad Filth Bone Staff and the Blood Banner, and glanced at them.

Then he tossed it to Tianling, whose condition had improved somewhat, onto the small boat:

"Take it, it might be useful."

Tianling took it and nodded slightly.

After all this was done, crimson mist drifted by, and the [Perspective of All Causes] was activated.

Tan Lin glanced briefly at the revenue generated this time, then his deep gaze swept across the sea, his voice calm and unwavering:

"Is anyone else here? If you're going to make a move, do it now..."

This time, no one dared to answer.

The sea was completely silent, except for the clear sound of the waves churning.

At this moment, most of the gazes directed at Tan Lin were filled with awe and apprehension.

The group led by the old Daoist Minggu is already one of the strongest forces in this area. Even those wielding quasi-emperor weapons have been killed. Who would dare to step forward and die?

but,

How boundless is this sea of ​​suffering?

There are always those who consider themselves extraordinary, and they are not so afraid. Besides, not everyone here has personally witnessed Tan Lin's previous "fierce power."

In addition, there are cultivators in other distant areas of the Sea of ​​Bitterness who have not yet arrived.

boom……

As expected, within a dozen breaths, several powerful auras slowly spread from afar.

More than one!

Each one was no weaker than the previous Netherbone Daoist, and some were even stronger!

Boom! Boom!

Rumble...

After a long while, several enormous and ancient warships, as well as several temples and jade carriages, appeared one after another from the misty sea of ​​bitterness, each radiating a heart-palpitating aura.

At the bow of the ship, in the hall, and on the carriage, stood numerous figures, their auras as imposing as mountains and peaks, clearly all Great Saint level beings, numbering more than ten!

Several of them possessed unfathomable auras; each one, taken out individually, appeared to be significantly stronger than the old Daoist Minggu from before.

What's even more chilling is that these beings are not empty-handed either.

Among the figures atop the ships and palaces, one held an ancient bronze bell, its surface engraved with the sun, moon, and stars, radiating a faint imperial aura.

A broken ancient mirror floated above someone's head, its light shimmering and seemingly able to illuminate the deepest hell.

A broken sword lay across someone's lap, its blade stained with blood, exuding a murderous aura...

These were all quasi-imperial artifacts, replicas of imperial weapons, or even forbidden artifacts.

Upon seeing this, another commotion arose on the surrounding sea:

"It's the Demon Lord of the 'Hall of Ten Thousand Demons'! He's here too, wielding the Heavenly Demon Bell!"

"That's the Great Sage of the 'Mysterious Heavenly Desolation Land'. The thing on his head is a replica of the 'Sky-Gazing Mirror'. Although it's not the real weapon, it still contains a trace of the divine power of an imperial weapon!"

"And there's the Blood-Robed Ancestor of the 'Blood God Cult,' whose broken sword is said to have been stained with 'Supreme Blood' during a turmoil countless ages ago, but unfortunately, it also broke during that turmoil..."

"My God, so many Great Sages, so many powerful weapons... Do they intend to join forces?"

"No matter how strong the Indestructible Golden Body is, it is still only a Saint King. How can it withstand it?"

"..."

At this moment, the discussions all around the sea were filled with solemnity and a sense of impending doom.

With so many powerful figures appearing with heavy weapons, the situation is completely out of control.

Clearly, the powerful secret held by the "Goddess Gu," whose background is likely not so simple, and the "opportunity" that Tan Lin might obtain in the Eye of Destiny, as well as the method of entering and exiting the Eye of Destiny...

Furthermore, the terrifying combat power it had already displayed made these true giants hiding in the shadows no longer able to sit still.

They stopped sending out meaningless "pawns" to probe, and instead decided to join forces to exert pressure, even at the cost of breaking off relations, in order to gain something.

Rumble...

At this moment, more than ten Great Saints, including many high-level Great Saints, and some wielding several Quasi-Emperor artifacts, imitation Emperor weapons, and forbidden artifacts, posed a formidable threat.

The powerful aura of the heavy weapons merged into one, like the sky collapsing, pressing down on the lonely little boat in the center.

Wow!

In an instant, the wind and clouds above the Sea of ​​Bitterness changed color, and the atmosphere became extremely oppressive. An unprecedented battle seemed to be about to break out.

In the small boat,

Tianling, whose face had just regained a trace of color, frowned slightly.

With enemies pressing in, she could no longer continue to treat her injuries. She gracefully stood up and moved lightly to Tan Lin's side, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

The purple-gold hue beneath her clear, autumn-like eyes swirled as she coldly surveyed the menacing crowd around her. Less than a tenth of her power quietly circulated within her, preparing for a bloody battle at any cost.

But Tan Lin gently grasped her hand and shook his head slightly, indicating that she didn't need to do that.

Then, his gaze calmly fell upon the powerful Great Saints, his face showing no fear, but rather a faint smile:

"They've finally all agreed to come out?"

He whispered, his voice not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly:

"That's good, saves me the trouble of looking for them one by one."

The words fell.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone,

A soft, nine-colored glow slowly emanated from Tan Lin's body.

The radiant glow did not originate from him, but flowed from his peerless immortal robes, spreading rapidly until the nine-colored immortal light enveloped him, making him appear as if a celestial king from the immortal realm had descended upon the world.

Divine Silkworm Immortal Robe!