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

It devours all light, seemingly the end of all attacks; it can evolve all laws, and it can also destroy all laws!

This is a preliminary draft of the forbidden chapter she created to counter the "Dou Zi Mi" (a powerful technique), which she tentatively named...

"The Sacred Technique of Myriad Transformations!"

She aspires to perfect it in the future, and after pushing it to the extreme in the realm of humanity, she will be able to compete with the "Fight" secret of the Nine Secrets in terms of offensive and defensive variations!

However, the strange phenomena she experienced did not stop there.

So she was multitasking, simultaneously developing two methods?!

wow...

To her right, in the void, chaotic energy and life essence intertwined, eventually evolving into illusory immortal flowers.

rustling... rustling...

Fairy flowers sway, scattering endless rain of life-giving light.

Amidst the rain of light, one can see broken stars reassembling, dried-up riverbeds gushing forth springs, and even illusory figures rapidly recovering from near-death injuries.

This is a profound principle she created herself, based on her own experience, that nourishes herself and has a great effect on recuperation and healing.

This is not the power of a flying immortal for offensive purposes, but rather it signifies "transformation and renewal."

The aim is to extract the essence of heaven and earth to nourish oneself and achieve ultimate recovery and transformation. If it can be perfected in the future, it may be comparable to the secret of the character "者" in terms of healing and prolonging life.

boom……

During the creation process, the Great Dao Treasure Bottle hummed above his head.

The bottle's mouth was pitch black, as if connected to the Void, devouring all the violent energy aftershocks generated by the secret technique practice, refining them into the purest essence, and nourishing itself in return.

This process lasted for nearly a thousand years.

Finally, all the anomalies subsided.

Li Qingjue slowly opened his eyes. His gaze beneath the mask was calm and unwavering, except for a faint hint of contemplation deep within his eyes.

The Myriad Transformations Sacred Technique is only in its rudimentary form; there is still a long way to go before it is perfected and can rival the Nine Secrets.

But she has already taken the first step.

Her intention was to create nine supreme secret techniques, covering all aspects of attack, healing, escape, soul manipulation, divination, and formation.

If she succeeds in the future, she may truly rival the Nine Secrets, or even surpass them and form her own system!

"The Nine Secrets...The Nine Heavenly Venerables of the Mythical Era..."

She murmured to herself, her gaze fixed on the endless void, as if piercing through countless ages.

“One day, my laws will surpass them.”

Stillness breeds restlessness.

Despite the initial success in creating the method, the loneliness and longing that had accumulated in his heart for thousands of years did not diminish in the slightest due to his practice.

On this day, she suddenly felt a surge of indescribable excitement.

She wanted to go back to the ancient star of the Heavenly Soldiers.

……

It has been too long since I left on the day the automatic chaos broke out.

Although the Empress had returned once before in search of her master's whereabouts, she found nothing, leaving her feeling dejected for a long time.

Perhaps to avoid being reminded of painful memories, she never went back.

Because that place was special, and because there were traces of her master, her, Tianling, Guo Ziqian, and others lying in wait for a long time,

She knew that some supreme beings outside were watching her from time to time.

She did not want her frequent visits to the forbidden area or other entities to attract attention and expose her connection with her master, so she had not set foot there for many years.

But today,

That sudden surge of subtle excitement made her decide to go and take another look.

clatter……

With a single step, endless dark light and demonic energy filled the air, and her figure vanished from the desolate star.

……

Deep within the ancient star of the Heavenly Soldiers

The core of the Creation Platform.

This place, having been deserted for one or two thousand years, has become increasingly peaceful and serene. The spiritual energy here is shrouded in mist, and there are orchids and other rare herbs everywhere, with clear, flowing springs.

But the ancient tree of life in the center no longer sways in the wind, scattering drops of vital energy and light.

However, as it appears to be...

Two divine sources stand silently in this place.

Inside was a sealed body of Guo Ziqian, his hair now completely white.

The other body is sealed with Tianling, who is beautiful and refined, but whose tear stains from the past are still visible, and whose expression is frozen in sorrow.

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Chapter 296 Empress: It seems my master has returned? (6K long chapter, please subscribe!)

wow...

The Empress's unparalleled beauty appeared silently in this place.

At that moment, her gaze, hidden beneath the ghost mask, first fell upon the divine source where Tianling was located.

The divine source was crystal clear, clearly reflecting the woman's face inside.

The other person's eyes were tightly closed, and a single tear, about to fall, still clung to their long eyelashes.

On her exquisitely beautiful face, the trace of a tear that slid down her cheek remains clearly visible even after thousands of years.

It was as if everything had frozen in yesterday, the moment when the other person pleaded with their master not to go out, but in the end, they could only watch helplessly as that man resolutely left.

That face was poignant and sorrowful, frozen in the despair and reluctance of being sealed away by Tan Lin's own hands.

rustling... rustling...

The world of the mind remains tranquil.

The Empress gazed silently at this "Sister Tianyue," yet in a way, the other was her "Master's Wife," though she had never uttered those two words aloud.

In the past, we used the term "senior" more often.

Of course, unless absolutely necessary, during the years she spent hiding in this secret place, she would never take the initiative to talk to him; most of the time, it was the other party who came to her.

I don't know how long I've been watching.

Perhaps recalling some past events, a subtle change appeared in the Empress's eyes beneath the mask.

She could truly understand the feelings of Tianling... or rather, "Tianyue" at that time.

That kind of grief and helplessness—knowing it's impossible yet being powerless to reverse it or resist it—

Years ago, she watched helplessly as her brother was taken away, and later, at the crucial moment of her enlightenment, she witnessed her master's life force waning, and he extracted the essence of his indestructible golden body and injected it into her body.

How similar they are!

"At least... you can still hold onto a faint hope that 'he' might return safely while you are asleep."

The Empress murmured to herself, her voice tinged with a barely perceptible hoarseness:

"And I... now even that little bit of hope is almost shattered."

As she whispered, she neither broke the seal on the place nor attempted to awaken their consciousness or communicate with them.

She could foresee that when the other person woke up,

Upon learning that her master had perished in that turmoil, she was overcome with grief no less intense than her previous despair, and all hope vanished.

She had experienced that kind of pain, more than once, and knew all too well how excruciating and heart-wrenching it was...

Whoosh!

The sight of the scenery stirred up painful memories, and the Empress's thoughts drifted.

At this moment, immense loneliness and sorrow, after a thousand years, surged forth again like a tide, almost engulfing her.

The mask concealed her true expression at that moment.

The bronze ring was tightly clutched in her palm, its coolness seemingly tinged with a faint, illusory warmth.

The image of my master's calm gaze as he disappeared keeps replaying in my mind.

Why did you leave me all alone...?

Why wasn't it me who left?

The Empress asked herself,

If she could, she would not wish to attain enlightenment.

Cultivation was by no means her pursuit.

Even though she stood at the pinnacle of humanity, overlooking all living beings in the heavens and the earth, the feeling of being all alone, that sense of loneliness, sometimes truly made her feel suffocated.

now,

She tilted her head back slightly, as if trying to stop the stinging feeling in her eyes.

The mask concealed all her expressions, but her slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed the turmoil in her heart.

however,

Just as the evil dragon within her stirred up endless storms, and loneliness and grief overwhelmed her, her demonic nature once again obscured her true self in that instant.

Her gaze inadvertently swept over a certain surface texture of the divine source block of Tianling.

Suddenly, her expression froze!

There, there seemed to be some barely perceptible "traces" of something rubbing against it.

In fact, without using one's divine sense to examine it carefully, there is absolutely no trace of that pattern.

That kind of intuitive perception was like a leaf lightly brushing against the divine source block, leaving no trace.

But the location of that unusual feedback caused the Empress's pupils to suddenly contract!

Even though more than a thousand years had passed since she last returned to this place to search for any clues her master might have left behind,

Even though she was already the Great Empress, she still remembered clearly.

The last time she came here, she also gazed at these two divine sources, but she never had such a strange sensory feedback as she did this time.

Although she used her divine sense at the Emperor level to probe, she couldn't clearly detect any traces on the Divine Source Block.

But at her current level, some of her intuitions are not unfounded, nor are they illusions; they are a mysterious and profound intuition.

Intuition told her,

This divine source that seals Tianling must have been touched by someone during the more than a thousand years she was away from it!

Even though the wild geese fly by without leaving a trace,

But as she scrutinized the situation more intently, she still retained her initial reaction and judgment.

Someone has been here!

In the more than a thousand years since she last left,

Besides her, there was a second person who had entered this land of wonders!

who is it? !

Who could break the seal she left behind so silently?

How can one enter and exit without leaving a trace?

Not only that, the location that gave her the strange cognitive feedback was precisely on the surface of the tear stain in the divine source where Tianling was located.

It was as if someone had come here and, across the divine source, gently wiped away her tears.