Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

Seeing this, Jiang Yun shook his head. The Immortal King knew nothing about anything he asked, and he had a deeper understanding of this world.

What these dark immortal kings said was true. It seemed that there was indeed a huge gap between the immortal kings and the Taoist ancestors, creating an extremely obvious fault.

In this world where the strong are respected, the difference in realm often determines the amount of information obtained.

Since he couldn't get anything out of them, Jiang Yun didn't make things difficult for these dark immortal kings. He just waved his hand gently to disperse them.

"Let me see everything myself."

Then he turned and walked towards the outside of the Emperor's Tomb.

The moment he stepped out of the Emperor's Tomb, Jiang Yun felt his eyes brighten, and a magnificent continent beyond his imagination suddenly appeared before his eyes.

This is the real God!

The earth is vast and boundless, the mountains and rivers are magnificent and beautiful, and it exudes an ancient and majestic atmosphere everywhere.

Many evolvers, with light flashing all around them, looked like shooting stars, shuttling and flying freely in the sky. Their agile figures demonstrated their powerful strength.

Not far away, there is a towering mountain, like a giant, standing between heaven and earth.

This great mountain radiates the brilliant light of the avenue, and that light contains the majesty of the imperial way. Obviously, this Taoist tradition is guarded by the Emperor Light Immortal King.

Looking around, you can see beautiful buildings scattered in an orderly manner on this land.

Countless disciples, dressed in gorgeous clothes, shuttled back and forth, their faces filled with confidence and pride.

The mountain gate is majestic and magnificent, as if telling the glorious history of this Taoist tradition.

There are numerous fairy birds and auspicious beasts, some flying in the sky, some living in the mountains and forests, adding a touch of mystery and peace to this pure land.

In the world farther away, sacred mountains are connected in stretches, one after another, like the backbone of the earth.

The sacred lake is sparkling and dazzling, and the water seems to contain endless spiritual energy, which makes people yearn for it at first sight.

Fairy mist filled the air, like a dream, covering the immortal residences, making them even more mysterious.

This kind of peaceful scene is more like the weather that God should have.

Jiang Yun looked into the distance and vaguely saw a much larger Taoist land in the center of the world.

That area is mysterious and unpredictable. Even with Jiang Yun's current strength, he cannot see through the mystery.

He could only vaguely see that there were many talented people and immortal kings there, and there were also true imperial creatures rising and falling among them.

Those imperial creatures seemed to have noticed something and actually looked in the direction of Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun's heart trembled and he withdrew his gaze. Even though a great war broke out in the heavens, there were still many powerful people in the heavens, guarding against something.

"It is extremely prosperous, worthy of being the center of the sea festival. It is also a magnificent world that has been settled after a festival. Various civilizations compete for glory here, showing their supreme splendor!"

Jiang Yun slowly withdrew his gaze from the distance. His heart felt as if it was thrown into a deep pool surrounded by a huge rock, with waves rising and falling, and it took a long time for him to calm down.

In his heart, this is the real God. Just this corner of place has already demonstrated prosperity and power to the fullest.

The spiritual light flashing everywhere, the powerful people shuttling back and forth, and the rich spiritual energy filling the air, all speak of the extraordinary nature of this world.

There was amazement but also a hint of vigilance in Jiang Yun's eyes. After all, no one knew how many crises were hidden behind this seemingly peaceful scene.

"That is the center of heaven, a place that even the samsara path dare not cross."

Jiang Yun pondered secretly in his heart and suddenly turned around.

With his current supreme status as a member of the strange clan, it would not be a wise move to rashly go to the center of heaven.

The power of Heaven is profound, with many supreme beings ruling it, especially the two incomplete emperors.

Even though he is incomplete, the Crippled Emperor is still an Emperor after all. His terrifying strength is far beyond the ability of a quasi-immortal emperor like him to contend with.

Jiang Yun turned and galloped in another direction.

However, when Jiang Yun whizzed past in the other direction, the scene before him was completely different from the prosperous place he had seen before.

This is the border of heaven, where is the prosperous and glorious evolutionary tradition?

Looking around, except for the occasional three or two sparse practitioners, who were like lonely souls in the wilderness, the world seemed to be shrouded in a layer of dead silence.

Occasionally, in the wilderness, you can see some stone tablets and ancient monuments. They stand quietly, as if telling stories of the past.

But this place is just a scene of ruins, with the aura of various laws intertwined and in chaos.

The broken walls are buried in the dust of time and covered by layers of grass, trees and soil.

The air was filled with a very mixed smell. It contained the essence of spiritual energy between heaven and earth, but it was also mixed with a strong smell of death. One could even detect wisps of strange substances, and in that strange substance, there was a creepy and ominous power!
Jiang Yun frowned tightly, and he instantly realized that this must have been an extremely cruel battlefield.

Many mountains appeared to be broken, as if they were torn apart by an invisible giant hand.

Although the spiritual energy of this place has not diminished much, the strong feeling of death is still like a shadow, making people feel depressed.

Jiang Yun secretly sighed in his heart that in this heavenly land, prosperity and desolation formed a sharp contrast so close together.

Soon, he came to the nearest reincarnation path and felt some sense of connection.

Below was a transverse sacred mountain, the size of which was comparable to a small world. It could be said that it was the only mountain Jiang Yun had ever seen in his life.

"This broken sacred mountain, with its aura between heaven and earth, seems to have once been the birthplace of a certain Daoist ancestor's evolving civilization."

Jiang Yun was in a magnificent place, which was the nearest place to the reincarnation path.

However, he did not rush to step in, but slowly stopped, with his eyes closed, as if he had merged into this world.

He mobilized the senses of his whole body to capture the wisps of Tao rhyme that had not yet dissipated between heaven and earth.

In this quiet atmosphere, Jiang Yun was like a wise man who knew the mysteries of heaven and earth. As his perception deepened, he seemed to have sensed some unknown secrets. The vague clues made his heart surge with inexplicable excitement.

But what is left of this once glorious place today?
Jiang Yun slowly opened his eyes and looked around.

Deep in the grass and under the soil, rubble was scattered all over the place, and countless debris lay in the large area of ​​ruins.

Those debris seemed to be silently telling the tragedy of the past; they witnessed the great disaster that this land had suffered.

There was a flash of compassion in Jiang Yun's eyes. The once prosperous city had now turned into this devastated scene.

As he gradually approached the edge of heaven, there was a heavy atmosphere, like an invisible mountain pressing on Jiang Yun's heart.

Especially as he got further and further away from the Emperor's Tomb, this feeling became stronger and stronger.

He could clearly feel that there was an oppressive atmosphere between heaven and earth, as if the whole world was shrouded in a layer of haze, making it hard to breathe. Jiang Yun looked up at the boundless chaotic void, which seemed to be pregnant with endless storms and was experiencing unimaginable storms.

In the depths of the chaos, there seemed to be an astonishing war wave, brewing a horrific disaster.

It was a breath of eternal calamity, an breath that made the creatures on this land always shrouded in thoughts of impending catastrophe and disaster.

Jiang Yun looked through the numerous palaces and saw that the eyes of every cultivator in this area were filled with fear and despair.

They survived with difficulty under this invisible pressure, but they were always worried that a terrible disaster would strike at the next moment and wipe out everything in the world.

"Is this the aura of the end of Jiyuan, or is it the pressure passed down from the great war in heaven?"

Jiang Yun didn’t know, but the coming catastrophe would surely plunge this land into endless haze.

The catastrophe is approaching, and the entire universe seems to be waiting for the judgment of fate under this heavy atmosphere.

At that moment, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth suddenly changed. A ray of extremely bright light, like a sharp blade that cuts through the darkness, shot out with the force of thunder from the vast, mysterious and boundless sea outside the sky.

This stream of light, carrying endless power, instantly passed through layers of void and came to the legendary land of heaven.

Wherever it passed, the space was torn apart like a fragile piece of paper, making bursts of piercing roars. The noise was so loud that it seemed to shatter the entire world.

"Who is this? Why is there such a big commotion?"

In the mysterious Taoist land in the center of the universe, an old man slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were as deep as the abyss, as if he could see through all the mysteries of the world.

Facing this sudden arrival of the quasi-Immortal Emperor, his old voice was full of confusion and vigilance.

I just felt the spying of a quasi-immortal emperor, and suddenly another quasi-immortal emperor crossed over. What happened?
When they reach this realm, the aura emitted by people in the same realm due to practicing different avenues is as eye-catching as the bright stars shining in the dark night.

Even if we are far apart, we will naturally feel the connection.

What's more, the people who came this time made such a big noise, and came at full speed without any scruples. It was impossible to hide their presence at all, and their eagerness was fully exposed. How could this not make people feel strange?

"Evil Emperor, that is the evil emperor in the Evil Abyss who imitated the great sacrifice of the Weird Clan."

In the central road, a beautiful woman spoke softly.

She had a graceful figure and exuded an aura of transcendence, as if nothing in the world could cause her any disturbance.

Her perception was sharper than the old man's. She could see through the identity of the person at a glance through the layers of space.

However, her disgust for the Evil Emperor was revealed in her gentle words without any concealment.

The tone of voice made it seem as if the Evil Emperor was the most evil being in the world, someone to be despised.

"How could it be him? We have always kept our distance from him and have no disputes with him. What on earth is the purpose of his coming to our heaven this time?" At this moment, his heart was full of doubts.

The old figure slowly stood up. Although his movements were slow, they were steady and steadfast, a result of years of experience.

Nowadays, most of the forces in Heaven have followed the Heavenly Court to fight their way up to Heaven to participate in a great war that concerns the fate of heaven and earth. Only a handful of people are left to maintain the superficial prosperity of Heaven.

During this sensitive period, the sudden arrival of the Evil Emperor had to make him alert.

"Uncle Meng, there is no need to pay attention to him at this critical moment. The Evil Emperor has always been cautious. At this time, he would not dare to do anything unwise in the heavens."

The woman's voice rang out again, clear and pleasant, like the sound of a yellow oriole singing in a valley.

She didn't take the Evil Emperor, who always bullied the weak and feared the strong, seriously at all.

In her mind, if she were at her peak, she could smack the Evil Emperor to pieces with just a light slap.

After all, the Evil Emperor imitated the great priest of the Weird Clan and took such an evil path. He was definitely not a good person.

If the Weird Clan did not exist, with the Evil Emperor's ambition, wouldn't he have to replace the Weird Clan, offer a blood sacrifice to the heavens, and make all things in the world his sacrifices?

Such behavior is simply a crime worthy of death.

However, this evil emperor has some self-awareness. On weekdays, he only dares to show off his power and claim to be the king in the sacrificial sea around the Heaven, but he never dares to easily infringe on the interests of the Heaven.

When the Heavenly Court came to the world, it abandoned the Evil Abyss and moved the Imperial Palace to the depths of the Sacrifice Sea. This kind of stuff is an unstable factor.

But this time, he actually dared to come to Shangcang alone, which was really puzzling. No one knew what he was up to.

"Ignore him. The situation above is the key to this catastrophe. We must adjust our status as soon as possible. At the last moment, we must give it our all and fight hard!"

Uncle Meng slowly raised his head and looked up at the endless sky, his eyes flashing with determination and resoluteness.

His originally hunched body seemed to be injected with a powerful force at this moment, and gradually straightened up, emitting an aura powerful enough to scare people.

This aura, like a surging tide, rolled in, and wherever it passed, the space was slightly distorted, as if telling of his deep fearlessness and ambition for the upcoming war.

"Ahem... cough~" However, fate always seems to like playing jokes.

Just when Uncle Meng tried to raise his momentum to its peak, something unexpected happened.

Without any warning, strange wisps of mist emanated from his body.

These mists, as if coming from evil spirits in the Nine Nether Hell, exude a disgusting odor.

In just a moment, the powerful aura that Uncle Meng had gathered disappeared without a trace, like a balloon that was instantly punctured by a sharp blade.

His face instantly turned as pale as paper, and his body began to tremble slightly, showing how weak he was at the moment.

"After countless years of sacrifice, we finally saw a glimmer of hope from Huang in this difficult situation. Unfortunately, we are no longer at our peak and are now just struggling to survive."

Uncle Meng looked at the strange fog floating in the air, his eyes full of helplessness and sadness.

His voice trembled slightly, as if he was lamenting the fickleness and cruelty of fate.

Seeing Uncle Meng's breathing become disordered and his condition deteriorated rapidly, the woman's eyes flashed with a trace of anxiety and heartache.

She raised her hand without hesitation, and a brilliant imperial light instantly shot out.

The imperial glory was dazzling, like a scorching sun, and it enveloped Uncle Meng with great power.

Under the cover of Emperor Hui, Uncle Meng's injuries seemed to be somewhat suppressed, and his face gradually regained a hint of color.

However, the woman's eyes revealed a deep hatred.

She hated the strange power between heaven and earth, hated her and Uncle Meng's current weakness, and hated the impending unknown disaster that prevented them from facing it in the best condition at this critical moment.

This power took away everything from her. (End of this chapter)