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

At this moment, the divine power unleashed by the Supreme Artifact, along with the terrifying destructive principles it carried, vanished into nothingness.

It's as if it never existed.

"what?!"

Outside the tomb, witnessing this scene, the Great Sage Kunzhou's eyes were filled with disbelief.

The Great Sage of Kunzhou was deeply shaken:

"Could this wisp of light be...?"

"No...no, that's impossible! It's said that the power of that wisp of light was clearly...why was that wisp so weak just now?!"

At that moment, he was utterly horrified.

The moment that clear light appeared, he was reminded of decades ago when the Golden Cave Great Sage and the Forbidden Zone Warrior, who had split up with them to track down the princess of the Heavenly Profound Ancient Clan, died!

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Chapter 218 Empress: Master, I've lost the mask you gave me (6.2K)

Wow!

Inside the tomb, the clear light shone brightly, terrifying Kun Zhou to the point of utter panic.

But he soon discovered that the power of this ray of light was far less terrifying than the legendary power that had supposedly annihilated "those two."

Although they seem to originate from the same source, the divine power they contain seems to have "disappeared" far too much.

Seeing this, his fluctuating emotions calmed down slightly, and the murderous intent in his eyes intensified!

This woman indeed has a connection with the long-gone "Human Emperor"!

Perhaps during the brief return of that former emperor, he passed on his mantle and this "backup plan" to this woman as well. If so, then she should be even more deserving of death...

rustling... rustling...

Under the watchful eyes of all the heroes who had placed their bets,

That wisp of clear light, after blocking the terrifying attack unleashed by the supreme artifact, existed for only a fleeting moment before vanishing like a flash in the pan.

The majestic, ethereal figure, faintly formed by the soft moonlight, seemed to... before it completely dissipated.

He slightly turned his head and cast a faint glance at Li Qingjue, who was protecting him behind him.

That gaze seemed to pierce through eternity, but unfortunately, no one could clearly discern the meaning within it, not even Li Qingjue, who was standing right next to it.

Wow!

The next moment,

The ethereal glow vanished completely, as if it had never existed.

Click... Click...

As the ray of light faded, fine cracks slowly spread across the bronze mask on Li Qingjue's face, starting from the largest gap at the beginning.

Then,

The mask transformed into countless tiny specks of light, like quicksand, sliding down her cheeks and disappearing into the air.

The bronze mask that had been with Li Qingjue for over a hundred years was completely shattered!

Li Qingjue stood there, stunned, as if unable to accept this fact, her eyes slightly vacant.

This item, besides the bronze ring which held the most special significance, was the most important thing to her; it was a gift from her "master" in the training tower years ago.

Although her master never acknowledged this matter, nor was it personally given to her in person,

But she knew perfectly well that this mask was a unique gift from her master!

But at this moment, not even a single grain of dust remained of this object…

Whoosh!

Suddenly, in her already volatile state of mind, the evil dragon fully surfaced, stirring up a storm and agitating her emotions.

Murderous intent, rage, ferocity, and other emotions intertwined within her at this moment.

Even if she was furious, what could she do at this moment?

However, this only further highlights her incompetence at this moment.

If the Supreme Artifact were to fully awaken, it would be a quasi-emperor, and even then, one would have to avoid its sharp edge, let alone her, who is currently severely injured.

Now, it seems that besides waiting to die, her only option is to self-destruct before she dies?

rustling... rustling...

outside world,

As the mask concealing Li Qingjue's face was destroyed, his stunningly beautiful face, which had almost never been revealed to others, was now fully exposed to the gaze of the assembled heroes for the first time.

What kind of face was that?

His skin was as pale as snow, perhaps due to severe injuries, giving him a sickly appearance; it possessed a translucent, jade-like whiteness, rather than a rosy glow.

Her eyebrows resembled distant, misty mountains; her beautiful eyes were lonely and fierce; her nose was high and straight; and her lips were pale.

Every line of Li Qingjue's face was so stunning, as if she were the most perfect creation of heaven, her beauty almost unreal.

When combined, they create a breathtaking spectacle, a beauty that would eclipse the sun and moon.

However, the melancholy and murderous intent emanating from her face, which should have been breathtakingly beautiful, now shrouded her entire being in an impenetrable chill.

Especially those eyes, deep as a cold pool, lonely and ruthless.

Although she has only walked the earth for a little over a hundred years, her eyes seem to bear the weight of countless ages of vicissitudes and death, making one's heart tremble at the sight of them.

In the eyes of the heroes,

The other person's eyes were fixed blankly on the void where the rain of light formed from the mask in front of them had dissipated.

But in the end,

The coldness and deathly stillness that had been in the other person's eyes were slowly fading, replaced by an unprecedented sense of bewilderment and disorientation...

Soon, all these things transformed into a deep, unyielding sorrow and longing hidden in his eyes.

tick...

A single, crystal-clear tear slid down her cheek without warning, tracing a path across her pale yet exquisitely beautiful face.

"Master..."

She murmured softly, her voice as light as a dream, trembling slightly and choked with sobs.

The faint, ethereal shadow formed by that wisp of moonlight, that fleeting glance back…

It struck right into her heart.

That is "Master".

He was the person she had longed for for a hundred years.

original……

It turns out that the life-saving trick her master left her was not just the three rays of light within the bronze ring.

It turns out that this bronze mask also contained a protective measure from the master.

But the other party had never told her any of this before.

Was the reason I didn't tell her because I was afraid she would become dependent and lose her will to persevere?

Or... do you just want to protect her silently for a while, without letting her know?

Perhaps only Master himself knows the true meaning behind this painstaking effort?

Over the past century, there have been countless storms, endless battles, and constant loneliness.

Like the bronze ring, this mask had always been with her. Often, this mask not only concealed her face and her aura,

It also seemed to conceal, for a time, a hint of weakness beneath her ruthless facade that she couldn't maintain for long.

She once thought that over the years, she had become accustomed to loneliness, to coldness, and to burying all her emotions deep in her heart.

But until this moment,

When the mask on her face shattered, the radiant light that had silently protected her for a century, yet at this moment deflected a fatal blow, completely dissipated, transforming into the illusory image of "Master" glancing back...

She then realized that the ice wall she had built in her heart had already cracked with countless fissures.

On a rainy night, he embarked on his path of cultivation in an abandoned brick kiln, enduring the downpour to hone his skills. He killed for the first time and spent ten years in the training tower...

Scenes from the past, like a flood bursting its banks, surged into her mind and heart.

Beyond the Crimson Cloud River, we met but did not recognize each other; we parted again, though so close, yet worlds apart.

At that moment, she squatted down, looking at that small figure, her heart aching with unspeakable sorrow, but she could only bury her longing deep inside.

This century-long journey through the stars has been fraught with bloodshed and countless brushes with death.

In moments of quiet reflection during her spiritual practice, she would often look back on the past, and only those two figures sustained her as she continued on her journey.

One is her older brother, her closest blood relative since childhood; the other is her master, who gave her hope and led her onto the path of cultivation with strict guidance...

It turns out... "Master" never truly left.

Her "master" was always there, silently protecting her in another way, watching her grow up.

She just didn't know it.

"Master... I lost the mask you gave me..."

Inside the tomb, amidst her murmurs, Li Qingjue gently raised her hand, subconsciously wanting to touch the "mask" on her cheek, but when she raised her hand, she only touched the cold, smooth skin of her own cheek.

The bronze mask... is no longer there.

That object that accompanied her for a century, bearing the last protection of her master, and carrying her many memories and hopes... is gone.

Just like her current pretense, it crumbled completely under the sudden passing of the rain of light.

Just like many years ago, when my brother was taken away by the cultivators of the Feathered Divine Dynasty, he took that ghost face mask with him, and both the man and the mask were lost...

tick... tick...

At this moment, tears streamed down Li Qingjue's face like beads from a broken string.

She leaned against the cold cave wall, completely different from the ruthless and domineering Devouring Demon she had been before, who had been so powerful and decisive in killing beneath the great tomb.

The moonlight, from its bloom to its disappearance, lasted only a moment.

Inside and outside the tomb, all was deathly silent.

All the cultivators who were watching the events unfold here, whether through divine sense or by witnessing them firsthand, were stunned by the sudden turn of events.

That ray of moonlight, that faintly emerging majestic figure...

"This radiance... it's so similar, so very similar! Fellow Daoists, do you still remember the bronze fragment that the Undying Golden Body carried when he emerged from the Burial Emperor Star?"

In the distance, an old monster squinted his eyes, spoke in a trembling voice, his eyes filled with horror and reminiscence.

"Hiss... I didn't think much of it before, but now that you mention it, the clear light emanating from the tomb just now does seem somewhat familiar to the supreme divine power unleashed by the forbidden artifact held by that indestructible golden body!"

Someone in the crowd gasped:

"Yes... that should be it, there's no mistake. I saw it once from afar in the Central Plains of the Big Dipper... it's definitely that kind of indescribable aura! Imperceptible and unpredictable..."

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes before, I probably wouldn't have been able to make the connection..."

"The indestructible golden body... Tan Lin?!"

He disappeared for decades, rumored to have entered that forbidden ancient path. Given the dangers and fierce conflicts there, is he still alive after all these years?

"..."

"But why is the divine energy released by that bronze fragment exactly the same as the radiance within the mask of this Devouring Demon?! They both originate from the same source..."

"Could it be... that this Devouring Demon is related to the Undying Golden Body lineage?! Or perhaps, both the bronze fragment and the bronze mask on the demon's face actually originate from the Undying Golden Body lineage?"

"Tsk tsk, the affairs of this world are truly unpredictable. It is said that those immortal golden bodies of all generations were heroes of the human race, full of righteousness, but in the end, their 'legacy' was obtained by such a demon?"

"Why do I remember hearing that this woman also came from the Burial Emperor Star, which is known as the second ancestral star of the indestructible golden body?"

It is said that her brother was once a 'naturally born and nurtured' first generation of indestructible golden body, but he was captured by the cultivators of the Feathered Divine Dynasty and eventually died at 'Nine-Nine Dragon Mountain'..."