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

Even so, her current aura was still more obscure and profound than it had been twenty years ago.

Without comparison, there is no harm done.

Compared to Tan Lin and the other person, her gains over the past twenty years seem negligible.

In reality, through observing the Lingbao Formation Diagram,

She now has a deeper understanding and research into the Dao of Slaughtering Arrays, the Dao of Space, and even the sharp Daoist charm of "swords breaking all laws, arrays locking heaven and earth" contained within the Lingbao Heavenly Venerable.

This greatly broadened her horizons on the path of Taoism and indirectly solidified the foundation for her future path.

However, her obsession with "not entering the divine forbidden realm for a day, and thus not breaking the Great Sage realm for a day" still acts like an invisible shackle, firmly imprisoning her in the Sage King realm.

When I first came here,

Tan Lin subtly revealed that her breakthrough opportunity lay in this Demon Emperor's Tomb.

Over the years, she herself could indeed clearly feel that the gate to the "forbidden realm of gods," the hall to which one was invincible among those of the same level, seemed to be right in front of her, within reach.

But whenever she tried to push it away, she always felt as if there was a thin veil between them.

Over the past twenty years, there have been several times when she almost stepped onto the edge of the "forbidden realm of gods," but always...

"Always just a little bit short, unable to find the right approach..."

She murmured to herself.

This visible yet intangible sense of suffocation, far from diminishing during her twenty years of arduous practice and enlightenment, has become increasingly clear and... anxious as her understanding of her own path has deepened.

She truly felt that this Demon Emperor's Tomb, this sacred place where the Demon Emperor was buried, was the greatest opportunity for her to touch the divine forbidden and knock on that door.

But where is the opportunity?

She searched and pondered, but it was always like looking at flowers through a fog.

Inside the tomb, all was peaceful and serene, each person cultivating their own path, seemingly isolated from the noisy and dangerous world outside.

……

Suddenly one day,

Outside the tunnel, several patches of chaotic mist, each with a different color and a distinct aura, yet all equally ancient, profound, and unsettling, began to spread out without warning.

wow...

These fogs are not naturally formed.

Instead, it was forcibly concealed and shrouded by someone with great magical power and supernatural abilities who crossed from a distant place, covering a vast area of ​​tens of millions of miles centered on the entrance of the tomb.

Da...da...

Then,

One after another, figures exuding terrifying aura stepped out indifferently from the chaotic mist.

They were not uniformly dressed; their appearances varied, and they came from different races.

Without exception, each of them was surrounded by an ancient aura and a chilling killing intent that was so dense it was impossible to dissolve. Even the one with the lowest cultivation level was at the Quasi-Emperor level!

The leaders were seven or eight young men and women with particularly strong auras, and faint phantoms of fragments of imperial laws floating around them.

They are “children of forbidden zones” and ancient freaks from different forbidden zones of life, sent by their elders or masters to investigate many designated areas for twenty years, and now they have finally arrived here.

clatter……

A young man clad in jet-black armor, with a face as cold and stern as ancient ice, and pupils that seemed to hold the eternal, silent galaxy in its depths, was the first to arrive at the entrance of the tomb.

He is the first supreme bloodline to break free from its seal in this great era of enlightenment.

Many years ago, he traveled back and forth to the Primordial Ancient Mine to meet his father, Yongji, who had summoned him there.

Leaving the restricted area, he carried a bronze lamp, and on his back appeared a jet-black halberd that seemed capable of swallowing all light.

The atmosphere was deep and deathly still; simply standing there, the life force around them would silently vanish and disappear.

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Beside Mo Zhu stood a man with fiery red hair, a pair of black wings burning with inextinguishable demonic flames, and an eerily handsome appearance.

He was the son of that fallen immortal supreme being, named Yan Qing.

clatter……

Upon arriving at this place, his figure, like Mo Zhu's, emerged completely from the chaotic mist, a wicked and cruel smile playing on his lips.

Sizzle... Sizzle...

As he moved, his right hand emerged from his sleeve, a flickering black flame igniting at his fingertips.

The flames were incredibly strange, seemingly capable of scorching the soul, causing even the cultivators in the distant sky, whose minds were shaken, to vaguely feel a stinging pain from the level of their primordial spirit.

Apart from these two,

There were also five or six individuals with extraordinary identities within the mist.

One of them, shrouded in a hazy holy light, was another being not far away within a patch of mist, its exact appearance obscured.

Only the twelve pairs of pure light wings on its back slowly fluttered, casting an endless glow upon its figure, which vaguely came into view, yet also exuded an aura of absolute indifference.

He is a descendant of the Supreme Being of the Beginning Light, named Beginning Exhaustion. The source of his bloodline is actually intricately connected with the Light Clan, but he is not a pure member of the Light Clan; his relationship is somewhat similar to that between the gods and humans.

However, they are not entirely the same; there are certain differences between them, and they cannot be generalized.

At this moment, he was shrouded in mist, holding a blazing white divine sword condensed with light. His aura was both sacred and murderous, as if a gentle wave of the sword in his hand could cleanse the world of all "filth and heresy".

"Cough, cough... cough, after working for over twenty years, I hope this time, we can finally reap the rewards..."

An old woman, hunched over, draped in ancient animal hides, her face painted with bizarre totems, and wielding a wooden staff with a human head, appeared—who knows which forbidden zone or which being she served?

Her aura was sinister and eerie, and within the eye sockets of the human head at the tip of the wooden staff flickered a ghostly green flame.

Beside her stood a "golden man" whose entire body seemed to be forged from dark golden divine metal, whose movements produced a clanging metallic sound, and whose eyes burned with cold soul fire. He glanced at her after hearing this, but remained silent.

wow...

In the remaining few patches of chaotic mist,

A stone figure, emanating from the ancestral land of the Holy Spirit lineage and enveloped in what appeared to be primordial chaos, stood prominently within.

He was chatting and laughing with several holy spirits from the Undying Mountain, but no sound or fluctuation was emitted. Even those in the nearby forbidden zone had no idea what these beings were talking about...

There was also a pale knight from the Immortal Mausoleum, riding a chariot drawn by nine bone dragons. He carried a hint of the underworld's aura, and those unaware of his origins might mistake him for someone from the netherworld.

Other than that,

There was also a shadowy figure, ethereal as smoke, seemingly about to merge into the void at any moment.

A noble celestial maiden, clad in golden soft armor, tall and slender, radiating golden aura...

These individuals possess an extraordinary and unique aura, naturally resembling the backbone of the "team." There are eight of them in total.

Behind each forbidden zone child or ancient freak is a number of Great Sages or even Quasi-Emperors.

They might be servants, warriors, or mounts of some being within the forbidden zone; they come from various races.

Some remained in the boundless, vast mist, revealing their true forms as colossal mythical beasts, their scales menacing and their aura ferocious.

Some retained their human form, but possessed overwhelming power and vitality. It was unknown which powerful race's supreme beings they were before joining the Supreme Being's ranks and serving him.

Others rode ancient chariots and warships, their patterns shimmering, exuding a chilling aura of killing intent.

These eight forbidden zone disciples and holy spirits, along with the more than twenty great saints and even quasi-emperors-level attendants and supreme mounts they brought,

With their combined presence, even the mere natural pressure they exuded was enough to instantly cause the void in this area to collapse inch by inch, and the Great Dao itself seemed to be wailing!

Rumble... Rumble...

The sudden and unknown change caused all the cultivators who had been lingering near the tomb raider's tunnel, searching for treasure, to feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, regardless of their cultivation level.

They were all utterly terrified!

"We've arrived. After searching so many places over the past twenty years, including this one, there are less than five left."

"Gentlemen, why aren't you making a move?"

Mo Zhu's voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotion.

As he spoke, he reached behind his back and grasped the black halberd, then gently slashed it towards the mountain range where the entrance to the tomb was located:

"Brother Wan, Brother Zhou, Father has ordered you to search with me! Dig thirty million feet into the ground! Shatter the void here completely, and don't let any suspicious array patterns, spatial fluctuations, or life signs escape!"

boom!!!

In an instant, the pitch-black battle halberd in his hand unleashed a terrifying divine power.

The next moment,

A boundless, pitch-black rift, seemingly capable of cleaving through time and space, spread out.

Wherever the "rift" passed, the mountains, land, rocks, and even the void itself on the Tianxu Continent silently turned into the finest dust and returned to eternal silence!

"Nothingness" is spreading.

Inside and outside this tunnel, tens of thousands of cultivators from all the heavens and myriad realms who were unable to escape in time were annihilated along with the area they were in before they could even scream!

"Heh, why bother with all that? Just burn it all down, and it'll be clean!"

Yan Qing chuckled wickedly, and the Demon Flame Phoenix Wings on his back suddenly flapped.

Boom!!

In an instant, towering black demonic flames, like a world-destroying sea of ​​fire, swept down and instantly covered another area.

These demonic flames not only burn matter, but if you get close enough, they can also penetrate the body and scorch the cultivator's primordial spirit!

"what!!!"

"No!! Let us go..."

"What on earth happened?!"

Countless cultivators wailed in agony amidst the sea of ​​fire, their physical bodies turning to ashes. After their immortal platforms collapsed, their exposed primordial spirits struggled in the demonic flames, their movements contorted, before finally dissipating, their bodies and spirits utterly destroyed!

"Wash!"

He began by chanting ancient divine words, raising his divine sword high, and boundless holy light coalesced into torrents of light capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.

These torrents converged, like the sword of judgment manifested by the will of Heaven, slashing wildly across the earth!

Each ray of holy light that fell triggered a terrifying explosion and purifying power, evaporating all "impure" things.

"Without the essence of Zixu, the heavenly marshes are swept away..."

The old woman waved a wooden staff with a human head, chanting obscure incantations.

At the same time, beneath the mist where she was, the earth and the surrounding area trembled violently. One after another, ferocious giant pythons formed from earth and stone, stretching for millions of miles, burst out of the ground, frantically strangling and devouring all the void creatures within sight.

Rumble...

The boundless Tianxu Continent suddenly trembled as if a dragon had turned over in the earth.

Under deliberate attack, even though this place contains traces of patterns left behind by beings from countless ages ago,

At this moment, everything was rolling like waves, burying and shattering everything on and under the earth, smashing everything to pieces and sending it into nothingness.

Roar! !

The golden war puppet of the Reincarnation Sea let out an inhuman roar, its fists crashing down like two dark golden stars, pure divine power blasting the earth.

It created a bottomless crater that spanned tens of millions of square meters, and the aftershocks pulverized everything within a radius of millions of miles.

The divine might of a quasi-emperor is terrifying. One can imagine that if this attack were placed in an ordinary star field within the myriad realms of the heavens, that life-bearing star field would have been annihilated.

Fortunately, this place is special; it is the boundless celestial ruins of this universe, a place where star debris and remnants of stellar life have continuously accumulated over countless ages.

Officially referred to as a continent by the heroes of the heavens, it is actually many times larger than an ordinary star field. During this ancient era, it was further divided into numerous regions by later generations based on its environment.

The area where the Demon Emperor's Tomb is located is just a small part of it.

"Ho!!"

The stone figure of the Holy Spirit Ancestral Land opened its mouth and inhaled, and endless primordial chaos transformed into a destructive storm.

Rumble!!