Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

The light was wrapped in endless mysterious power, trying to resist the erosion of the flame of reincarnation. Where the flame and the light collided, an earth-shaking roar erupted. The space was constantly annihilated and reborn, emitting a wail that was overwhelmed.

"Is this the sacrificial text?!"

Jiang Yun's eyes shone brightly, and the Taoist flames around him subsided slightly. He stared intently at the strange runes with a focused and solemn expression.

Although he had seen the power of the sacrificial talisman before, the distance was too far and he could only catch a glimpse of a vague outline and was unable to grasp the mystery behind it.

Now, the sacrificial text offered by Guidu Daozu is within reach. The flow of each rune and every fluctuation of power are clearly visible. It is a perfect time to observe.

I saw the strange runes surging as if they had intelligence, emitting a strong dark breath and filled with a strange and ominous rhythm of the peculiar avenue.

Jiang Yun knew very well that this kind of sacrificial text was condensed on the altar after the sacrifice. It was the fundamental trump card passed down through the ages by the Weird Clan, and it was also a treasure that countless source Taoist ancestors fought for and wanted to control at all costs.

It is said that the Taoist ancestor can entrust his body, soul, and spirit to the sacrificial text. When facing a catastrophic disaster, he can use the power of the sacrificial text to avoid disaster. This can be regarded as a supreme secret method to save his life.

Jiang Yun stared at the sacrificial text, his spiritual consciousness surging like a tide, trying to explore the source of its power.

Somehow, he keenly realized that the power contained in the sacrificial text did not come from the user himself, but from some unknown mysterious existence.

This power is more like the power borrowed from the outside world by the strange Taoist ancestor through sacrifice, otherwise why is it called a "sacrificial text"?
Thinking of this, Jiang Yun couldn't help but feel a bit of disdain for this kind of power. After all, borrowed power is ultimately difficult to truly control, and how can it compare to the long-lasting Tao rhyme gained from one's own cultivation.

However, the mysterious power of the strange clan's rumored sacrificial texts cannot be simply described as "borrowed power"?
Throughout the eternity of time, there was once a Daoist ancestor who relied on sacrificial texts to change his fate, breaking through the shackles of the Daoist ancestor realm in one fell swoop, ascending to the realm of the Immortal Emperor, and then gaining the supreme opportunity to enter the ancestral plateau to practice.

It must be known that the ancestral land of the plateau is the source of all kinds of weirdness and ominousness. It is a precious opportunity to be able to practice here.

What's more, he is the Immortal Emperor, who is enough to drive the strong people in the heavens and all worlds crazy. Even if we look at the eternal years of the Yuan Dynasty, he is an existence that should not be underestimated.

During this close contact, Jiang Yun's spiritual sense was like a tide, and he fully explored the sacrificial text and truly felt the strangeness it contained.

The power seemed to come from an ancient existence at the beginning of chaos, carrying a sense of mystery that transcended the laws of the world. As the runes flowed, the mysteries of the world seemed to be slowly revealed.

However, the Flame of Reincarnation in his hand is not an ordinary thing.
It is said that this terrifying flame was created by a supreme being himself. It contains the power to burn away all falsehoods. Perhaps even the source of the creation of the sacrificial text would be wary of this flame.

Under the scorching heat of the flames of reincarnation, the sacrificial talisman managed to hold on for a moment with the help of its strange power, but it was ultimately unable to withstand the power that could destroy the world.

The light quickly dimmed like a candle in the wind, and the mysterious lines on the surface began to twist and deform, as if countless wronged souls were struggling in pain in the flames, and soon they were on the verge of being burned out.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Guidu Daozu's soul light became like an oil lamp that was about to go out, and his body became dry and cracked, like a weathered bone.

At this final moment of life and death, he used up the last bit of his strength and forced the broken soul light into the last and most brilliant sacrificial text.

Then, he flashed and hid in the remaining altar fragments in his body.

The fragments of the altar flickered with a deep and strange light, like a lonely boat, carrying his broken body, trying to find a ray of hope in the raging flames, and quickly escape to the outside of the reincarnation path.

The power of the altar fragment was truly extraordinary. Jiang Yun activated the Flame of Reincarnation to stop it with all his might. The moment the flame touched the fragment, it rushed over like a tide, trying to melt it completely.

However, no matter how hard the Dao flame burned, the fragments were always difficult to ignite.

You must know that this altar fragment has been tempered for countless epochs and is a treasure refined by generations of high priests with all their efforts.

The chief priest of every generation is at least an Immortal Emperor!

Although it was not specially made to resist the flames of reincarnation, its stability was unprecedented in Jiang Yun's life.

Even though the Flame of Samsara could easily burn a Daoist ancestor-level warrior, facing this altar fragment, it would be difficult to shake it in a short period of time.

Even Guidu Daozu in his prime was unable to withstand Jiang Yun's attack. Now his soul has escaped into the fragments of the altar and he is using the power of the fragments to escape. The situation has suddenly become more difficult.

"Boom!"

In the cycle of reincarnation, the golden-red flames and the deep light of the altar collided with each other, causing a deafening roar. The space continued to collapse and reorganize under the impact of these two forces.

It's just a fragment. He is not afraid even if it is intact. It is only a matter of time to take it down.

Jiang Yun's eyes were as fast as lightning, locking onto the fragment of the altar that was escaping madly with Guidu's remaining soul. The Taoist flames around him suddenly rose to a height of ten thousand feet, and the golden-red light illuminated the path of reincarnation, causing it to tremble.

This is his domain.

He let out a loud roar that shook the universe, raised the Samsara Halberd in his hand high up, and then struck it down like thunder.

The halberd's blade tore through the void, leaving behind a dazzling trail as it fiercely slashed towards the altar fragments.

With a loud "bang", the space shattered like broken glass. The fragments of the altar were chopped away by this terrifying force, drawing an arc in the air, and were finally firmly held in Jiang Yun's hands.

When his palm touched the altar fragment, a strange wave instantly spread out. In a trance, Jiang Yun seemed to have traveled through the long river of time and space and saw endless mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

That was the tragic scene every time a catastrophe came. Countless lives were wiped out in this catastrophe, and their origins were melted into the altar and became sacrifices of history.

I don’t know how many times this altar fragment has been baptized by blood and fire, and how much weight of life it has carried. Every inch of it is engraved with the vicissitudes and cruelty of the years.

However, the altar fragment in front of him looked like an ordinary piece of black obsidian, with a surface as smooth as a mirror, without any strangeness.

Its only characteristic is that it is hard, so hard that Jiang Yun activated the Dao flames around his body to burn it with all his strength, and used the Samsara Battle Halberd to chop continuously, but he still couldn't do anything to it.

However, this fragment has extremely strange properties.

Once Jiang Yun injects any law of the great way, it will instantly manifest as an illusory altar phantom.

This phantom exudes a mysterious and powerful aura, which can bless the user and instantly enhance his control over the avenue.

Seeing such a strange treasure, Jiang Yun couldn't help but wonder secretly, wondering what kind of powerful force was needed to blow it up. The invincible figure of Emperor Huang Tian emerged in his mind.

At this moment, Jiang Yun stood in the blazing flames of Taoism, like a god of war from ancient times.

His eyes were as cold as ice, and the flames of Taoism surged around him, as if he wanted to burn all the evil in the world to ashes.

However, the altar fragment in his hand was like a piece of stubborn stone. No matter what he did, he could not completely destroy it.

As for the remaining soul of Guidu, who was curled up in the fragments of the altar, full of fear, Jiang Yun was too lazy to pay attention to him.

He formed seals with his hands quickly and muttered something. The laws of order flew out from his fingertips like spirit snakes, weaving into an impenetrable net that firmly controlled Guidu's remaining soul.

Jiang Yun had his own thoughts in mind. Both Guidu Daozu and he were from a strange clan. But the situation was complicated now, and there were countless eyes watching this battle.

He couldn't really kill Guidu openly. After all, he had just joined and he couldn't go too far.

There have been many internal fights within the Weird Clan, but real annihilation is rare.

Moreover, Jiang Yun has longer-term plans.

Not only Guidu, even the Evil Emperor had a trace of his true spirit in his own life weapon, so he did not sink completely and left that person with a glimmer of hope.

Of course it is not to make their life easy.

He planned to suppress and refine Guidu, making it his own blood bank and providing himself with a constant supply of the Supreme Emperor's blood.

After all, the strong men under his command need a lot of resources to improve their strength, and this emperor's blood is the best reward.

Now the rewards for his subordinates are almost not enough. This is not acceptable. This is the foundation of his life.

It would be better to make the people under your command become stronger and stronger.

After quickly suppressing the remaining soul of Guidu Daozu, the balance of victory had already tilted, and Jiang Yun's aura suddenly rose.

The flames of reincarnation wrapped around his body like a raging wave, and the golden-red light shot up into the sky, as if it was going to completely burn half of the sky. The entire sacrificial sea was shaking violently under this terrifying pressure.

His eyes were as cold as an abyss. He took a step forward and the void collapsed. With every step he took, it seemed as if thousands of thunders exploded between heaven and earth, and a long burning light belt was dragged behind him.

Wherever he passed, time and space were distorted like a twist, as if the whole world could not bear his pressure and let out a wail of being overwhelmed.

The remaining soul of Guidu Daozu struggled frantically in the fragments of the altar in his palm. The cage woven by thousands of runes was indestructible. No matter how it screamed and roared, it could not escape.

Daozu Huasheng saw this horrifying scene from afar, his pupils suddenly shrank like needles, the dark green lotus platform around him spun wildly, and thick poisonous fog spread like billowing smoke, trying to use this poisonous fog to cover up his fear.

He had already anticipated this. The moment Jiang Yun stepped out of the path of reincarnation, he used all his strength to tear apart the space and fled to the edge of the distant sacrificial sea in a panic.

Just now, Daozu Guidu was knocked off the path of reincarnation by Jiang Yun, but in just a moment, he was refined and suppressed. This kind of method made Daozu Huasheng tremble with fear.

He is even worse than Guidu!
This was the second Daoist ancestor Huasheng had seen being killed and burned by Jiang Yun in this way.

If it weren't for the sacrificial text and the altar fragments that could protect his true spirit, Guidu would have probably followed in the footsteps of the Evil Emperor.

Huasheng thought to himself that he would stay away from this cycle of reincarnation from now on, as the terrifying flame of reincarnation seemed to be able to burn all life.

However, even if he escaped to the edge of the sacrificial sea and away from the path of reincarnation, Jiang Yun's pressure still followed him like a shadow.

At this moment, although the flames of reincarnation around Jiang Yun had extinguished, the pressure he was exerting became even stronger.

On this sacrificial sea, although the flame of reincarnation could not exert its power because it was far away from the path of reincarnation, facing Jiang Yun who came to kill him, the Taoist Ancestor Huasheng was still like a candle in the wind, and was about to fall.

He no longer had the will to resist, especially when he thought that if he was even slightly careless, he would be thrown into the reincarnation cycle and most likely face death.

He became even more afraid.

Jiang Yun slowly pushed out his palms, a bright light shone from his palms, and a reincarnation seal appeared.

This seal was like a vast and boundless world, emitting a terrifying pressure that could suppress the heavens, and it fiercely suppressed the Taoist Ancestor Huasheng.

Daozu Huasheng's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly summoned thousands of great road chains, trying to block this terrifying seal.

But under the pressure of the Samsara Seal, the chains of the Great Dao were like fragile spider silk, breaking apart piece by piece, emitting wailful cries of being overwhelmed, and were completely unable to stop the arrival of the Seal.

Just now, he and Guidu were barely holding on under Jiang Yun, and now he is the only one left.

Difficult to maintain.

Above the sacrificial sea, the wind and clouds changed color, and the whole world was crumbling in this terrifying collision of forces. A life-and-death duel had reached the most critical moment.

Whether Daozu Huasheng can find a glimmer of hope in this desperate situation, and whether Jiang Yun can successfully suppress him, everything is full of unknowns.

The aftermath of this shocking battle was like a heavy hammer, hitting the heart of every Dao Ancestor in the heavens and myriad worlds.

When Jiang Yun stepped on the void burning with the flame of reincarnation and suppressed the remaining soul of Daozu Guidu in the fragments of the altar, countless Daozu witnessed this shocking scene across the long river of time and space.

They were either sitting cross-legged on the top of the sacred mountain, in the ancestral land of Taoism, or in seclusion in the depths of chaos. They were all startled at this moment, their eyes wide open, their faces full of disbelief.

"How is this possible! Daozu Guidu was suppressed?"

"Jiang Yun is just a newly promoted Dao Ancestor, how could he have such terrifying strength!"

For a moment, the Dao Ancestors in all the heavens and worlds were all shocked, and discussions arose one after another.

Daozu Guidu has been immersed in the realm of Daozu for several years. He is very powerful and has great prestige in the Soul River. It is really shocking that he has ended up like this.

However, Daozu Huasheng was struggling to hold on under the suppression of Jiang Yun's Samsara Seal. His body was shaky and it was obvious that he could not hold on for too long.

This scene caused an uproar when seen by all the Dao Ancestors.

The Dao Ancestors on the Soul River side were particularly angry, and their roars resounded through heaven and earth.

"Jiang Yun, you are so brave! How dare you suppress my Soul River Return Daoist Ancestor! Release him immediately!"

"This kind of evil is simply unforgivable! Jiang Yun, you must give us Hunhe an explanation today!"

They were all filled with righteous indignation, and their aura surged, as if they were ready to charge at any time.

But unfortunately, in the end, no action was taken and it was all just talk.

Although he sympathized with Guidu and was filled with righteous indignation, it was not worth it to offend Jiang Yun in order to rescue Guidu.

The relationship between the Dao ancestors is not that good yet.

Besides, isn’t Guidu not dead?!
Now everything is easy to explain. (End of this chapter)