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

at the same time,

From the giant coffin in the middle emerged a figure wearing a tall crown, with a face as pale as paper, holding a black and gold book and a blood-red iron pen.

His aura was cold and indifferent, his eyes were cold and indifferent, and his gaze swept across the room as if he were examining the lifespan of all the living beings present. This was the Prince of the Underworld.

Compared to these two, the figure emerging from the giant coffin on the right seemed too elusive, as if it had no substantial form.

He was dressed in a deathly pale linen robe, wore a tall, pointed hat, and his face was equally ashen.

He carried a rusty chain, seemingly capable of hooking souls, at the end of which was a hideous demonic claw.

He moved silently, emerging from the coffin without causing much of a commotion, yet he carried with him a strange, captivating aura.

He was Zhenyuzi.

boom……

The three sons of the underworld arrived together, emerging from the coffin simultaneously, their auras merging into one, filling the air with the intent of death.

The place where they stood completely enveloped one side of the altar where the divine coffin was placed, seemingly swallowing up even the light, turning it into a ghostly realm.

Rumble!!

But it wasn't just the underworld that unleashed its divine power and strength, indirectly "clearing out" the area.

On the other side of the altar,

Holy light soared into the sky, and the divine energy of the runes was as powerful as a dragon.

Six holy spirits of different forms and levels stood tall, each exuding overwhelming ferocity and divine aura.

Among them was a crimson-red, stone-like holy spirit, seemingly cast from divine metal, its body wreathed in inextinguishable azure flames that distorted even the void itself.

He was a general under the Fire Demon of the Central Region of the Big Dipper, named "Hua Cang".

This frequent movement in the starry sky is not only because the great era has begun and he is vying for a chance to create his own fortune, but also because he carries a "heavy order".

Sizzle...

Beside him stood a strange holy spirit, its body covered in blue scales, with a dragon's head, a human body, and a qilin's tail. Lightning crackled in its eyes as it opened and closed, and its aura was violent.

His name was "Lei Huang," and he was a rising star among the Holy Spirits who were making their first "emergence" in this great age of enlightenment.

Besides these, there was another... no, to be precise, three holy spirits transformed from a vine.

Their trunks are as vigorous as dragons, their branches and leaves are lush and green, and they exude a powerful life force. With each waving of their vines, even the void is easily pierced.

However, the individuals mentioned above are not the most impressive figures from the Holy Spirit lineage present at this moment.

Because, under their subtle patronage, a female holy spirit, seemingly sculpted from the white jade of the heavens, stood proudly.

Her appearance was so perfect it seemed unreal, and she was surrounded by a pure, holy light. Behind her, the faint outline of white wings could be seen unfurling.

Her name is "Cui Linglong," which comes from the "Tian Duan Mountain Range" of the Big Dipper, one of the ancestral temples of the Holy Spirit that still exists today.

Of course, because that ancestral temple of the Holy Spirit still exists and has not yet been leveled by some ruthless person with a single sword strike, it is not yet called the Heavenly Fracture Mountain Range, but is simply referred to by two short yet grand words.

Holy Court!!

Boom...

The six Holy Spirits were all born of heaven and earth, possessing extraordinary origins and cultivation levels exceeding the high rank of Great Sage.

Their combined strength at this moment is in no way inferior to the ghost realm formed by the three sons of the underworld and their subordinate ghost soldiers and generals.

Furthermore, there was a group of approximately thirty Holy Spirits in the distance. Due to their slightly inferior cultivation and strength, they were temporarily "guarding" them from all sides to deal with any unexpected situations.

shuh...

Aside from these two groups, some powerful figures at the edge of the tomb chose to observe.

Among the people there,

There were powerful divine beings whose entire bodies were enveloped in divine light.

A cultivator of the Light Clan with golden wings on his back and four faces on his head.

There were also demonic beings with overwhelming blood energy, and several elderly Great Sages from the ancient human path, whose auras were deep and serene.

Whether out of fear of the power of the underworld and the Holy Spirit, or out of self-doubt about their own strength, they did not approach the altar easily, but their eyes were still burning with anticipation, clearly waiting for the right moment.

but,

The two sides, having just exchanged blows, seem to have fallen silent, now merely locked in a standoff.

It seemed that their earlier actions had triggered the sudden flow of ethereal light throughout the previously unremarkable divine coffin.

Not only that, the coffin seemed to come alive at this moment. The material itself began to absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and emitted wisps of refreshing fragrance that soothed the soul and body.

Furthermore, faint yet undeniably real and abundant life essence, unique to the elixir of immortality, overflowed wildly from the cracks in the coffin!

At this moment, even the many cultivators who had been cleared to the edge of the tomb chamber, knowing that they were probably "out of luck" with this coffin, began to breathe heavily.

The suppressed greed in his eyes almost materialized at this moment.

But as everyone's gaze shifted, it eventually settled on the altar beneath the coffin.

That is the source of this disturbance.

At that moment, a terrifying, restrictive glow suddenly reappeared on the altar. The restrictive energy didn't surge; it simply firmly anchored the bottom of the coffin in place.

Its surface shimmered with light, and ancient, demonic patterns occasionally surfaced.

Furthermore, there were also illusory images of true dragons, divine phoenixes, and unicorns circling and roaring, exuding a murderous aura that made one's soul tremble.

Clearly, to obtain the coffin, one must first break through this recurring restriction.

wow...

Under the spotlight

"What? You're not planning to fight anymore? That makes sense. You rats in the gutter probably don't have the confidence to break the barrier on your own, right?"

With such 'strength,' you dare to harbor the ambition to monopolize the Divine Coffin? I think you'd better get back to your ditch as soon as possible..."

During the standoff, the Holy Spirit Hua Cang's voice boomed like a bell, causing the underground palace to vibrate. His body was engulfed in a sudden surge of azure flames, yet his tone was terrifyingly arrogant.

"A rat in the gutter? Hah, indeed, the language of the Holy Spirit is incomprehensible."

Communicating with you bunch of foolish creatures who are made from stones and plants is too much of a hassle. Since that's the case, then let's just start a full-scale war..."

Yama's voice was hoarse and grating, his scarlet eyes sweeping over the four holy spirits with undisguised mockery:

“Perfect, you’ll be excellent materials to be refined into corpse puppets.”

"Arrogant!!"

Upon hearing this, the Holy Spirit of Thunder roared, its dragon head bellowing as it spewed out a thick bolt of lightning that struck directly at Yama.

The great battle had only paused for a moment before it erupted again in an instant!

On the spot, Yanluozi snorted coldly, his bronze halberd sweeping across, the dark death energy transforming into a ferocious ghost head that clashed violently with the thunder.

Boom!

Amidst the deafening roar, the storm unleashed by the fragments of the Dharma raged on.

The Prince of the Underworld opened the black and gold book in his hand, and a blood-red iron pen began to write in the air.

wow...

In an instant, strange patterns flew out, turning into shackles that wrapped around the nearest Emerald Spirit.

Hey!

Beside him, Zhen Yuzi's figure flickered and he vanished silently from the spot.

next moment,

He appeared silently behind the Three Holy Spirits of Green Vine, the rusty soul-hooking chains coiling silently around his neck.

"die!!"

Hua Cang Holy Spirit roared, and a sky full of azure flames swept towards the Underworld Prince.

boom……

The holy light surrounding the Emerald Spirit was also shining brightly. Its pure white wings spread out, and the holy radiance washed over it, blocking the blood-red patterned shackles.

Whoosh!

Splash... splash...

The three sacred vines of the Azure Vine danced wildly, like hundreds of giant azure dragons, strangling and attacking the sneak-attacking Zhenyuzi.

In an instant,

Divine light crisscrossed before the altar and coffin, deathly aura clashed with holy light, thunder roared and ghostly howls echoed, and vines and chains intertwined...

The three sons of the underworld and the six holy spirits were locked in battle.

The terrifying fluctuations of divine power completely submerged most of the tomb chamber.

If this place weren't the tomb of the Demon Emperor, where invisible array patterns would surely suppress it from the shadows, it would probably have collapsed long ago in this earth-shattering battle.

Boom...

Both sides in the great battle are top-tier beings among the Great Sages. Now that they have completely decided to kill, they will surely use a variety of methods and unleash one killing move after another.

Yama's spear was fierce, each strike carrying the deadly law of soul-snatching.

The Underworld Prince's writings determine life and death; his strokes are terrifying.

The jailer is elusive and his chains are designed to target the soul.

Even so, the six Holy Spirits, who are said to be born of nature and invincible in their respective realms, are not to be outdone.

Amidst blazing flames, devastating thunder, purifying holy light, and entangled killing vines, the six holy spirits unleashed their innate divine powers to the fullest extent.

far away,

The onlookers were terrified and secretly clicked their tongues in amazement.

In a battle of this magnitude, an ordinary Great Sage would likely perish and vanish in an instant.

Some cultivators who had originally intended to profit from the situation turned pale and quietly retreated.

"The lineage of the Underworld and the Holy Spirit is indeed profound. These three sons and six spirits all possess the potential to be revered among their peers!"

"Even so, that coffin was forged from the elixir of immortality, a truly heaven-defying treasure. Are you all willing to return empty-handed...?"

"Are you serious, fellow Daoist?"

"..."

"Trying to snatch food from a tiger's mouth is difficult, extremely difficult..."

"We... should wait and see how things unfold, lest we die unjustly..."

Among the cultivators, a very few, whose auras were exceptionally deep or who possessed secret treasures, still chose to secretly observe, their eyes gleaming, and did not completely give up.

But outside of this chaotic battle...

A relatively secluded corner on the edge of the tomb chamber.

Chi Yao and Chi Xuan, the twin lotus blossoms, were cautiously exploring their surroundings together with Song Canghai and his two sons.

The team consists of three saints, one saint king, and one great saint. Such a lineup would be enough to sweep through any inhabited land in most places outside.

However, if it were placed here, and someone with insatiable greed were to enter the fray to fight for the coffin, at most they would only be able to create a small, insignificant ripple.

They seemed to have a great deal of self-awareness.

Everyone knew that the coffin containing the immortal elixir was beyond their reach, and that forcibly participating would only lead to their death.

Therefore, at the beginning of the confrontation between the coffin and the Holy Spirits of the Underworld, they quietly retreated to the sidelines.

Immediately, this group of people, relying on Chi Yao's innate ability to access the Dao,

And Chi Xuanna, who had recently undergone another transformation, seemed to have an unusually keen sensitivity to certain strange fluctuations and began to try to find other opportunities that might exist in this place.

Da...da...

Before long, the group gradually moved away from the tomb chamber at the end of the tomb robber's hole.

"Sister, it seems to be over there?!"

Suddenly, Chi Xuan's bright eyes lit up, and her jade-like hand pointed abruptly to this silent, unknown area.