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

Inside the tomb robber's tunnel, the path twists and turns, its depths unfathomable.

The cave walls are not natural rock.

Instead, it was some kind of dark golden substance forged by a strange power, incredibly hard.

The remaining traces of claw marks, sword marks, and some unrecognizable ancient runes seem to tell the story of an "archaeological experience" by some being from a distant past.

wow...

The heroes gradually ventured deeper into the territory.

The dense demonic energy mixed with pure life essence formed a faint mist that permeated the passage, reducing visibility and greatly suppressing spiritual senses.

The space below was incredibly vast, with layers upon layers of folds. The cultivators who had entered earlier had already dispersed, exploring along different branching paths.

From time to time, shouts of alarm and roars could be heard from afar, followed by bursts of magical explosions and shrill screams.

Putting aside the struggle for opportunity, this tunnel was clearly not a smooth path and contained unknown dangers.

whoosh...

At this moment, at the very front of the tomb robber's tunnel...

Li Qing seemed oblivious to, or rather, completely indifferent to, the changes that had occurred behind him.

She remains at the forefront, her pace seemingly unhurried, yet her progress is always one step ahead.

During this time, wisps of dark, demonic energy swirled around her, completely devouring the misty fog that tried to approach her and the several waves of invisible, malevolent energy that attacked from the shadows.

Perhaps in my younger days, when I was weaker, I often frequented cemeteries and graveyards, devouring the essence of the corpses within.

This seemed to give her a strange sense of these kinds of tunnel paths, and she was choosing directions almost without stopping, avoiding many obvious dangers and dead ends.

A little further back, Song Canghai, protecting his son, as well as Chi Yao and Chi Xuan, carefully made their way forward, just like most of the other people there.

Despite his considerable reputation in the outside world,

However, even after entering the tomb, the Great Sage's cultivation level was only barely passable. In the eyes of behemoths like the Underworld and the Holy Spirit lineage, it was utterly ordinary.

He was clearly very aware of this.

At this moment, his expression was solemn, and the aura of the Great Sage enveloped the four of them, resisting the erosion of the omnipresent chaotic field and the occasional unknown "creatures" that leaped out from the cave walls or shadows.

Those were evil creatures born from the death energy in the tomb, resembling ghosts and possessing considerable strength.

Along the way, Chi Yao and Chi Xuan walked side by side, both women completely absorbed in their work.

Chi Yao's body was filled with Daoist energy, which resonated faintly with the remaining traces of the Great Dao in the cave, as she tried to sense the fortune or misfortune ahead.

Chi Xuan activated her full spiritual power, carefully discerning the chaotic energy flow in the air and avoiding those violent or desolate areas.

Compared to them, the Song brothers, who were of no use after entering the tomb, gradually became somewhat silent.

The two brothers followed closely behind their father, their eyes glancing occasionally at the stunningly beautiful Chi sisters beside them, their expressions dark and complex.

Boom...

Suddenly, at that moment.

Surrounded by countless ghostly soldiers, the three coffins of the underworld advanced at a seemingly slow but actually extremely fast pace.

Where the ghostly soldiers passed, deathly aura permeated the air, and those evil creatures merged directly into it, amplifying their power.

The coffin remained silent, and the oppressive aura emanating from it chilled many cultivators in front of it, causing them to make way for it.

During this time, this force swept past not far from Song Canghai and his group of five, and its terrifying aura nearly engulfed them.

This left the two brothers feeling lingering fear, but it also dispelled some of their strange thoughts.

bang...

On the other hand, the Holy Spirit Clan is even more domineering.

They disdain following the "safe" paths explored by their predecessors, instead using their powerful Holy Spirit bodies to pave the way.

The fiery holy spirit unleashed a punch, its crimson flames surging to the heavens, directly melting through the cave wall, which was now extremely thin and blocking its path.

boom!

With a flick of his sleeve, the jade-like holy spirit unleashed a yellowish-brown light, causing the seemingly indestructible dark golden substance inside the tomb to collapse like mud and sand.

They rampage recklessly, acting as if they own powerful weapons, displaying an air of complete confidence, utterly disregarding whether they might trigger a crisis or harm others.

bang... bang...

"what!!"

"Do not!!!"

"You damned holy spirits..."

Wherever they passed, devastation ensued. Many unfortunate cultivators were crushed by the collapsing cave walls or the raging aftershocks of the Holy Spirit's Dao, their screams echoing endlessly.

The tomb was extremely deep, seemingly without end.

The heroes marched on for an unknown period of time.

It could be one day, or it could be several days.

Most people's spiritual senses have long lost their accurate perception in the somewhat disordered channels of time and space.

Seven days later.

Finally, the view ahead opened up!

A vast underground space appeared before everyone's eyes.

This place is like the interior of an ancient star that has been hollowed out, vast and boundless, with a shimmering "phantom star" overhead and solid, dark golden earth beneath your feet.

At the center of the space, a magnificent palace stands quietly.

The palace was entirely cast from a divine material that was neither gold nor jade, yet shimmered with the luster of starlight.

Even after countless ages, this place still exudes a terrifying aura that sends chills down your spine.

The palace gates were already wide open, revealing a deep and dark interior, from which a chilling atmosphere could be faintly felt.

however,

What drew everyone's attention was not the palace itself, but something placed on a huge square in front of it.

That was a coffin.

It was a huge coffin, about three zhang long and one zhang wide, with a warm and jade-like blue color, as if it were alive and flowing with a faint luster.

On the coffin, there seemed to be intricate and profound Dao patterns that grew naturally.

Those patterns faintly form celestial symbols such as true dragons, divine phoenixes, and qilin.

Wisps of chaotic energy and scattered mysterious substances emanated from the coffin, drifting around.

In the distance, some lucky cultivators took a breath and inhaled it into their lungs.

They vaguely sensed that their lifespans seemed to be increasing slightly, and their injuries were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"An elixir of immortality?! This is a coffin made primarily of the elixir of immortality, supplemented with countless celestial treasures!"

Among the crowd, a seasoned and knowledgeable old man exclaimed in shock, his voice trembling.

The elixir of immortality is extremely rare, and a single plant can extend the life of an emperor for an entire lifetime. It is a supreme divine object that even the greatest emperors of ancient times sought after!

And right before their eyes, there was such a huge coffin made from the elixir of immortality!

This is such a waste!

Perhaps only the legendary Demon Emperor, who amazed all time, could have such a feat!

What an incredible stroke of luck...

Everyone's breathing became heavy in that instant, and the greed in their eyes almost materialized.

But soon, everyone realized something was wrong.

The coffin lid was half open.

Through the gap, one could clearly see inside the coffin...

Empty!

There was no demon emperor's corpse as expected, no supreme imperial weapon buried with him, and not even a single "ordinary" burial item!

Only a thick layer of dust, devoid of any divine essence, covered the bottom of the coffin.

"How can it be empty!?"

Where is the Demon Emperor's corpse? Where are the Imperial Weapons? Where are the divine treasures buried with him?

"This...is this just a cenotaph? Or is the real coffin not here?"

"Even if it's a cenotaph, there should still be some of the Demon Emperor's 'relics' hidden inside..."

"Impossible! The imperial aura here is so strong, and the coffin is made of immortal elixirs; it's clearly of the standard for a main tomb chamber! So why is it empty?"

"Did that Devouring Demon arrive here ahead of time and take everything from the coffin?"

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Chapter 205 The Souls of Two Goddesses Return, Which Body Should They Choose? (6K Chapter, Please Subscribe!)

"No, that's not right, it shouldn't be her, there's only one way out..."

"Who else could it be but that demon?!"

"..."

"A tomb raider's hole from 100,000 years ago... Could it be that a tomb raider really succeeded? Did they steal everything from the coffin and this place thousands of years ago?"

At this moment, surprise, confusion, disappointment, and a sense of oppression spread through the crowd.

But soon, everyone's attention was focused again on the empty coffin.

Even though it is empty, this coffin, forged with the elixir of immortality, is still an immeasurable treasure!

If one could dismantle it, extract its essence, and refine it into elixirs, it would be enough to create several ancient monsters whose lifespans could be extended by thousands of years, or, based on this, to forge astonishing magical treasures and powerful artifacts...

"Heh, what kind of tomb raider would be so stupid as to leave behind this coffin made from the elixir of immortality after already visiting the site?"

“Indeed, we clearly saw that the tomb-raiding tunnel, preserved from back then, never reached this place. The coffin must have been empty to begin with…”

Among the heroes, an old monster stroked his beard and said.

Rumble...

But it was at this moment that...

A vast and mighty army of ghosts cleared the way to the coffin containing the elixir of immortality.

From the central, enormous coffin—the one representing the "Prince of the Underworld"—a voice emanated once more:

"This coffin belongs to my underworld."

The voice seemed to come from the deepest part of the netherworld, carrying an undeniable cold indifference.

boom!

The voice just fell,

Around the three coffins, countless ghostly soldiers and generals roared in unison, their deathly aura pressing forward like a sea, directly targeting the coffin containing the elixir of immortality.

"Such a treasure of heaven and earth should rightfully belong to my Holy Spirit Clan! The dead ghosts of the underworld should not touch such divine objects..."

At that moment, the Holy Spirit of Flame roared, its crimson flames soaring into the sky. The scorching air clashed violently with the death energy of the underworld, producing a hissing explosion.

"These rare and precious materials are truly tempting; it seems we have no choice but to engage in a battle today!"

Seeing the Holy Spirit suddenly attack, voices also came from the other two coffins.

Boom!

A great war is about to break out!

That jade-like holy spirit was even more direct.

With a single step, her dazzling jade hand transformed into a colossal palm that blotted out the sky, carrying the power of a mountain, and slammed directly onto the two slowly opening coffin lids.

Further away, Kun Zhou and Di Que were mixed in with the crowd.