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

As the day passed, the chaotic halo surrounding Tan Lin's newborn divine embryo finally weakened to its limit.

On the surface of that barrier that separated the inside from the outside, invisible, dense spiderweb-like cracks began to appear.

Immediately afterwards, a chilling aura began to seep in.

click... click...

The chaotic light dissipated, and the divine embryo was completely exposed to the outside world, buried by thick snow.

Snow is falling.

A biting chill swept over the baby, whose tiny brows, still bare of hair, furrowed slightly. His eyelids fluttered a few times before he was finally awakened from his deep sleep by the cold.

But he didn't cry like a normal baby; instead, he opened his eyes, which seemed to possess a wisdom that shouldn't be found in a baby of this age.

At this point, he had already experienced most of his first life, spanning over twenty years, in his dream.

In that lifetime, he was just an ordinary young man who, apart from the Soul Pearl that brought him here, had not encountered anything extraordinary.

Therefore, unlike the three lifetimes after he came into this world, he received and integrated the wisdom from that lifetime very quickly.

Upon opening his eyes, the faint, nascent "wisdom" in Tan Lin's eyes mysteriously faded away.

Splash...

With his little hands, he struggled to brush away the thick snow covering his body. Then, with a hint of bewilderment at the beginning of life, he curiously looked around at the vast white snow and ice.

The indestructible golden bloodline flowing within his divine body, along with the innately opened Sea of ​​Bitterness and the initial stage of the Sea of ​​Wheels cultivation, allowed the little boy to instinctively resist the harshness of the outside world.

But the vulnerability of newborns still made him uncomfortable.

Where did this come from...?

Everything around was covered in a blanket of white, the sky was vast and the snow was boundless, and all that could be felt was cold.

Woohoo!

The wind and snow blowing in from all directions made his small body shiver.

"...No, it's too cold..."

As soon as Tan Lin put his head close to the snow and took a breath of fresh air, he felt refreshed, as if his lungs and body had been frozen solid.

He quickly retreated back under the snow.

He knew that in such a harsh winter, being buried in ice and snow was much warmer than being exposed to the wind and snow.

And just then...

rustling... rustling...

Amidst the sound of wind and snow, Tan Lin keenly sensed his surroundings, noticing a slight wriggling sound approaching from afar.

A sense of foreboding washed over him.

He remained calm despite the impending danger.

His unconscious "subconscious" allowed him to maintain a stable mindset even in such an environment.

Maintain composure in the face of great events!

For some reason, those words popped into his head.

"Whom have I often said this to?"

In a daze, Tan Lin calmed himself down. As his thoughts raced, he used his little finger to dig a small hole in the snow to observe the outside world.

shuh...

The next moment, his vision was through the snow.

A large python, its body covered in ice-blue scales and bearing a single horn, was seen slithering nearby, its scarlet tongue flicking out.

It possesses the cultivation of a Daoist palace and secret realm, and was attracted by the unusually pure vitality that seemed to have suddenly appeared here, so it came to patrol.

At this moment, approaching the source of that pure vitality, its cold, vertical pupils locked onto the faint heat source beneath the snow.

It is here.

A feast!

It had a gut feeling that if it could devour the living creatures beneath the snow, the ancient beast bloodline of the Three-Headed Ice Python within its body might be greatly purified.

This leads to a transformation at a higher level of life.

rustling... rustling...

A restless thought arose, and the ice-blue python slowly coiled its massive body. Its scales rubbed against the snow, their luster shifting, as if it had instantly merged with the snow layer.

It observed its surroundings, not rushing to launch an attack.

Within this snow valley, there is not only one powerful demonic beast, but also powerful beings from the Four Extremes and even the Dragon Transformation Realm.

If it wants to devour this prey all by itself, it must be extremely careful, trying to succeed in one strike without making too much of a commotion.

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Chapter Sixty-Eight: Auspicious Omens Are Myself

In the wind and snow.

The ice-blue python waited quietly for a moment, and after confirming that it was the only predator in the area, it began to move forward again, inching forward little by little.

It sensed the heat source through its innate supernatural abilities, and the other party most likely discovered it as well.

However, as a mere human cub at the initial stage of the Bitter Sea, it could only wait to die in the face of its predation. Could there be any other possibility?

hiss……

Finally, it slithered to the snow layer, its tongue flicking in and out, making a sickening sound.

Its gaping maw opened wide, its sharp teeth menacing, and it looked ready to launch an attack.

And beneath the snow layer at this moment.

Tan Lin silently adapted to this small body.

In that previous dream, besides merging most of his memories from his first life, he also slowly incorporated fragmented memories from three other lives into his mind.

Combined with this extraordinary divine embryo, he had some guesses about the world he was in.

Fragments of memories flashed through my mind.

Tan Lin held his breath and focused his mind, feeling the blood surging within his body, and sighed softly in his heart.

If only this body were already that of a young person.

In that case, even if he is currently only a cultivator in the sea of ​​suffering and has not yet unearthed the source of divine power, and has no divine power in his body, he can still make many responses by relying on the vast blood and qi of a dragon and elephant.

But right now, he is just an infant, and his body has not yet fully developed.

Even with a powerful physique, he couldn't unleash any of his extraordinary abilities, let alone contend with the giant python on his own.

After much deliberation, he decided to activate the Soul Pearl of All Causes, consuming the already depleted embers within the last remaining deep crimson light spot, to activate the dual limit state, transforming his body into crimson and teleporting out of the snow valley.

If we were to ask what he remembered most vividly from his four lifetimes, it would undoubtedly be this priceless treasure.

This thing exists in the void deep within his soul. It appears when he closes his eyes, and he had already discovered it at the moment of his birth.

His ability to use and utilize this object seemed innate, like an instinct etched into his very soul.

During the past day or two, in between long dreams, certain images would often flash through his mind.

Moo!

however.

Before he could activate the Soul Pearl, or before the ice-blue python flicking its tongue outside the snow could launch an attack.

A sudden dragon's roar resounded above the snow valley.

The dragon's roar wasn't pure, but the deep and oppressive sound was enough to make the ice-blue python tremble and crawl like a frostbitten eggplant.

And it wasn't just this giant python; every single strange beast and monster in the snow valley was now silent and trembling in their respective places.

Moo...

The roar of the dragon echoed through the valley.

next moment.

A dragon, thousands of feet long and covered in dark scales, broke through the wind and snow and descended from the sky!

It was surrounded by a sinister aura, with a faint holy power emanating from it.

However, after entering the snow valley, it suppressed its demonic aura and became majestic and awe-inspiring.

This is one of the two soul scum chess pieces that a certain human emperor chose to leave in this world after his successful journey to the Central Plains.

He also possessed the cultivation level of a half-saint and had always cultivated in the Southern Ridge. He was given the title of Jiao Demon by the Southern Ridge Demon Emperor Palace and demon cultivators from various parts of the Northern Dipper.

More than a decade ago, when the Training Tower was first built, it was active in the Eastern Wilderness for a period of time, secretly inciting various sects to put pressure on the Human Emperor Palace.

After being forced to reveal its behind-the-scenes tactics by its "former master," it disappeared without a trace until it reappeared in the Eastern Wilderness today.

hiss... hiss...

On the snow, the ice-blue python cowered in place, not daring to move even though the Jiao Demon had concealed its semi-saint aura.

It did not speak human language, but instead expressed its submission and fear to the other party in the manner of being a fellow dragon.

In mid-air, the dragon-like creature coiled around, its dragon eyes fixed on the giant python.

As one of the backup plans for the "former master" to deal with unexpected situations of reincarnation.

Sensing the arrival of its master's new life, it rushed from the Southern Ridge to investigate and has been hiding not far from the valley recently.

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the dragon demon as it stared at the giant python.

Even though they are both dragons, they have expressed their submission at this moment, but they have almost offended their lord, so there is only one word: "death" for them!

However, at that very moment...

Another unexpected event occurred in the valley.

"Why would a semi-saint dragon be attracted to this valley? What extraordinary thing has been born, auspicious omens that have flown here in response to the call of heaven and earth?"

A woman's voice, as clear as a gentle breeze rustling a flute, rang out.

A figure in pure white appeared silently in the sky above the snow valley, like a celestial maiden. It was Gu Qingying, who had come to pay respects to her younger brother.

She had only come here to pay her respects because she was feeling uneasy, but she never expected to witness this scene of a dragon suppressing a python.

As she descended, her light swept across the area below, revealing everything.

The ice python, the semi-saint dragon, and the baby boy beneath the snow, whose gaze pierced through the holes and whose large, dark eyes were quietly watching her.

The moment Gu Qingying saw the baby boy, her body trembled violently.

An indescribable flutter of emotion began to grow within her.

The small figure in the dream seemed to overlap with the other person, and the repeated calls of "sister" overlapped with reality at this moment.

What a coincidence...

But how is that possible?!

Who set this up?

But she is already a Great Sage, and there is a Patriarch in the Sendai. Who could set up a dream for her?

Cold and desolate...

Could he be the reincarnation of her younger brother, Qinghan?!

The thought flashed through her mind like lightning.

She couldn't help but think this way; this place held immense significance for her, and their connection was profound.

Although the baby boy did not possess any of the familiar aura of her deceased brother, he instead exuded an indescribable charm amidst the powerful fluctuations of his blood and qi.

However, the inexplicable sense of closeness that arose upon meeting her, combined with the special karmic connection of this place, made this thought linger in her mind.

She knew this might be an unrealistic obsession, perhaps a form of self-deception.

But at this moment, she couldn't stop herself from thinking that way.