Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

No one knows what the supreme giants said, and their figures soon disappeared as they returned to the four primordial lands.

After everything vanished, Dao Ancestor Changhui actually survived, miraculously escaping his fate of death.

He went into hiding again, and no one knows where he fled to.

Jiang Yun had also been curious and hoped to learn about the conversation between the giants from the Dao Ancestor of the Underworld, but he failed each time.

These Dao Ancestors didn't know what the Underworld Prison was communicating with the other giants; this became a secret, sealed in the minds of the giants.

However, Jiang Yun also had his own speculation: perhaps the agreement was renewed, and if any giant broke the silence in the future, they would face even more terrible punishment.

Kong Zun may not appear again until the Grand Ceremony begins.

This was also good news for Jiang Yun. The Underworld didn't say anything more to him, which meant that the new agreement had nothing to do with him, and he could still secretly go out to collect fragments.

Jiang Yun still had some doubts, so he came to ask Hou Ming why Kong Zun did not summon the altar phantom when he fought against Ming Yu.
When he fought against Kong Zun, he offered to leave the cycle of reincarnation and not use the flame of reincarnation in exchange for Kong Zun's promise not to use the altar's illusory image.

In an instant, a radiant smile bloomed on Hou Ming's face, illuminating the entire training ground. It was so beautiful that Jiang Yun couldn't take his eyes off her.

Jiang Yun had seen Hou Ming's smile before, but none of them were as breathtaking as this one.

Hou Ming ignored Jiang Yun's expression and explained with a smile.

"Brother Yun, you are unaware of this. Do you think that Master Kong doesn't want to use it? He simply dares not!"

This statement puzzled Jiang Yun. Why did he say that Kong Zun dared not?
Could it be that a major battle between powerful figures would prevent the summoning of an altar phantom? That makes no sense at all.

However, as Hou Ming continued to explain, he understood that the Underworld had not used all its methods and still left room for maneuver.

Once Kong Zun completely breaks off relations and uses the altar's illusory form, then the Underworld will unleash even more terrifying and mysterious techniques, and Kong Zun will suffer even greater losses.

Jiang Yun suddenly realized why she always had a sense of familiarity.

It turns out that Mingyu always used the Netherworld Giant Hand, as if he only knew this one method, but it was just a smokescreen, something he did casually.

In fact, the Underworld has many more tricks up its sleeve.

Jiang Yun frowned slightly, feeling uneasy. The Netherworld was too powerful. If he became an Immortal Emperor before Liu Shen, it would cause unforeseen changes.

He left Houming's dojo with a deep sigh, hoping that Liu Shen could break through first.

But he also knew that this had nothing to do with his hopes. Countless sacrifices had been made, and the number of Dao Ancestors was too numerous to count. Each one of them was exceptionally talented, while the number of Immortal Emperors was very small.

This final step is incredibly difficult, requiring immense talent and opportunity; it's definitely not something that happens naturally.

"Hey!"

Jiang Yun sighed, but eventually recovered.

He decided to strengthen himself, because relying on others was ultimately a wrong path; only by becoming strong himself could he achieve everything.

Even if Liu Shen falls behind, or even if Huang Tiandi fails in the future, he will still hold up a piece of the world and try to mend the sky.

Jiang Yun sat cross-legged in mid-air, his divine sense sinking into his body.

After the sixth transformation, his body was completely renewed and was no longer the same as before. The nine million bloodlines had been completely integrated into his body, and he could no longer summon bloodline runes.

But this is not a bad thing. The bloodline runes condensed in his body, greatly enhancing the strength of his physical body, making it comparable to some powerful magic weapons.

Jiang Yun once tried to gently pierce his body with that quasi-immortal emperor spear, but ultimately failed. His skin acted like powerful armor, blocking the spear, and not even a drop of blood was drawn.

This powerful defensive ability repels all evil and is impervious to all magic. Many powerful techniques are suppressed by the physical body's immense strength and rendered ineffective.

His body has become a treasure.

Jiang Yun had a premonition that once he completed his seventh transformation, his body would advance even further, becoming unimaginably powerful.

Is this the road ahead?

He vaguely thought that, perhaps like the invincible sword light of the Desolate Emperor, his physical body would also become a unique summoning technique.

When he takes that step and ascends to the rank of Immortal Emperor, he will leave his mark in the long river of time. From then on, whenever people see a powerful physical body, they will remember his name.

He was somewhat excited, but eventually calmed down. It would take millions of years, and if he were to get excited about such a prospect but take no action, it would all be for nothing.

Time flies, and another 50,000 years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The clash of that day still echoes in the sea sacrifice, with the powerful figures from the four primordial lands locked in fierce battle, a conflict that cannot be easily forgotten.

With Kong Zun gone, all the dark creatures fell into the deepest silence.

The Eight Paths of Reincarnation remain powerful and unaffected. Many people are urging Heaven to intervene, believing that the Eight Paths of Reincarnation are the tentacles of the Underworld and should be eradicated as soon as possible, or at least dealt a heavy blow.

But for some reason, the Immortal Emperor Menghai and the Immortal Emperor Luo always tried to stop them.

Some Dao Ancestors were dissatisfied and entered the Eight Paths of Reincarnation on their own, triggering a series of great battles, but in the end, Heaven did not punish them.

These great battles had enormous consequences; some powerful figures perished in the Eight Paths of Reincarnation, but new powerful figures also rose from the battles.

This place seemed to have become a training ground.

On this day, on the path of reincarnation, two Celestial Kings were engaged in a fierce battle.

One of them exuded a dark aura, which must have come from the Eight Paths of Reincarnation, and was a reincarnation slave.

The other one radiated light, with strands of golden light flowing from his body, like a god, proving his identity as a cultivator of the Great Dao.

"Kill!" The two Immortal Kings fought fiercely, attracting a crowd of onlookers, but they were not surprised; instead, they were all moved.

It's them again!

It turns out that these two Immortal Kings were sworn enemies, and they had often fought each other thousands of years ago, but neither of them could gain the upper hand. In the end, they both broke through to the Immortal King realm.

Many people suspect that they have already developed a tacit understanding in their struggles, using each other as whetstones in an attempt to break through the Emperor's Light.

They had seen many such struggles and were not particularly agitated.

Only a few powerful individuals with similar cultivation levels observed from the sidelines.

The battle between the two Celestial Kings was extremely fierce, affecting several nearby worlds, causing them to tremble violently and unleash a violent aura.

The Milky Way trembled, the sea surged, and a shattered realm was unearthed by the waves and instantly destroyed.

But the next moment, amidst the destruction of this realm, a chilling aura arose.

In an instant, everyone nearby froze, exchanging glances across the space, all seeing the bewilderment in each other's eyes. How could a battle between two mere Immortal Kings have attracted such a powerful aura?

Could they have disturbed some powerful, reclusive being? But that's impossible.

Both Celestial Kings stopped fighting and looked over warily, adopting a defensive posture.

They were unaware that this aura not only worried them but also alarmed countless powerful figures.

These powerful figures exclaimed in surprise, "This is... the Willow Goddess?"

The two Immortal Kings, who had been fighting not long ago, turned pale with fright and retreated rapidly. They thought they were already very powerful, but they were still too weak in the face of a supreme expert like Liu Shen, who was below the Immortal Emperor.

One of the Celestial Kings, though fleeing, had a burning gleam in his eyes, determined that one day he too would cultivate to the level of the Willow God.

But no one paid attention to his ambitions; all eyes were focused on the place where the Willow God's aura appeared.

The weak are fleeing, while the strong are approaching.

One after another, figures exuding powerful auras appeared in the sky, looking over with complex expressions.

"Is it that the Willow God is finally about to break through?" A Dao Ancestor's voice was deep and contained complex emotions.

He was also an ancient relic, having broken through to the Quasi-Immortal Emperor level countless years ago and witnessed the rise of the Desolate Heaven Emperor.

At that time, he only felt that the Desolate Emperor was an anomaly, a variable that only appeared once in countless sacrifices, but he never expected that the Willow God would also reach this point.

"Immortal Emperor!" The sentiment echoed in the hearts of these powerful beings. This was the realm they had always longed to break through, but it was as close as a stone's throw away, and they could never take that step no matter what.

Deep within the underworld, Mingyu opened his eyes, his gaze piercing through endless space and landing on the sacrificial sea.

Fifty thousand years have passed since he last sent out his clone. For someone like him, fifty thousand years is but a fleeting moment, gone in the blink of an eye.

But when I regained consciousness, I felt this astonishing aura.

The underworld fell silent.

Deep within the underworld, Jiang Yun and Hou Ming stood together, surrounded by other Dao Ancestors of the underworld.

Even Blood River and the Underworld Mother of the Yellow Springs appeared.

The expressions of those underworld patriarchs were not good. In the countless battles of the past, the powerful figure of the Willow Goddess had been imprinted in their minds and could not be forgotten. They were terrified of being killed.

Fortunately, Liu Shen eventually fell silent. Some strange Dao Ancestors speculated that Liu Shen was seriously injured, but most believed that she was breaking through.

Everyone believed that this breakthrough would last for countless millennia and was determined to interrupt this process during this grand ceremony, severing the path of the Willow God to the Immortal Emperor.

"Damn it!" Many strange Dao Ancestors roared angrily, wishing they could immediately and forcefully rush into that sacrificial sea and launch an attack while Liu Shen was breaking through.

In the end, no one took action. The agreement between the four origin lands remained in effect, and without the order of the supreme giants, they dared not act rashly.

Moreover, they were also worried about another figure.

Some Dao Ancestors looked up at the Desolate Heavenly Emperor above the heavens, fearing that a terrifying sword light might fall just as they were about to attack.
That's too risky; I can't try it.

Among the Dao Ancestors of the Underworld, Shi Yi and the Emperor both feigned worry. As traitors who had turned their backs on Heaven, it was perfectly normal for them to show such expressions.

Their hearts were filled with ecstasy.

Jiang Yun also frowned, not only to deceive the strange Dao Ancestor, but also because he himself sensed something odd.

The doubt lingered in his mind, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

Why is this? Jiang Yun pondered, his divine sense racing as he searched through all his past memories, trying to find out the origin of this doubt.

Finally, he discovered the reason: the path to becoming an Immortal Emperor is difficult and dangerous, and will cause a huge impact and shock. If the breakthrough fails, it may even cause a large area of ​​the Sacrifice Sea to fall into complete silence, turning into a dead land comparable to the one that became after the fall of an Immortal Emperor.

The Willow God must have set up a powerful and profound formation long ago to conceal the aura of his breakthrough, so that no one would know.

However, the formation seems to have encountered some kind of accident, leaking its aura.

"Could it be that the battle between those two Immortal Kings was the source of the accident?" Jiang Yun squinted in thought, then quickly shook his head.

Before the Willow Goddess, the Celestial King was far too weak; it was absolutely impossible.

He suspected some kind of conspiracy, pondered it for an unknown amount of time, but ultimately came up empty-handed.

Even if it really was a setup, he couldn't see through it; their levels of understanding were too far apart.

After completing his sixth transformation, Jiang Yun entered the third realm of Quasi-Immortal Emperor, seemingly reaching the same level as powerful figures like Liu Shen.

But Jiang Yun himself knew that the gap between them was still huge, unimaginably huge, and would require countless hours of hard work to catch up.

If it weren't for the Nine Revolutions Returning to Origin Scripture, Jiang Yun would even doubt that he could ever catch up with Liu Shen.

All the strange Dao Ancestors in the four primordial lands were alarmed, and the supreme giants also appeared. They did not come to the sacrificial sea, but stayed deep in the primordial lands to watch quietly.

This has caused unease among many people.

"Heaven above!" A Dao Ancestor waved his hands repeatedly, his expression excited, hoping that all the powerful figures would set off immediately to protect Liu Shen.

However, both Emperor Luo and Emperor Menghai shook their heads and stopped him.

"No!" The two Immortal Emperors knew how terrifying it was to break through to the Immortal Emperor realm, and slowly explained to them.

If an accident occurs during the breakthrough, the Willow God will undergo an unimaginable transformation, and several surrounding worlds will be destroyed.

At that time, all the Dao Ancestors nearby will be implicated and perish together, which is unacceptable to Heaven.

The Dao Ancestor was somewhat dissatisfied and continued to shout, "What if the dark creatures go and cause trouble?"
Emperor Luo sighed softly.

"Since the Willow Goddess did not inform Heaven in advance, it means she knew what was going on, so you don't need to worry."

These words seemed to seal the deal, causing all the Dao Ancestors to stop and no longer daring to suggest going to protect the Willow God.

Thus, the sacrificial sea fell into an eerie calm, with only a few Dao Ancestors of evolved civilizations watching from a great distance.

Under the watchful eyes of numerous powerful figures, time seemed to stand still, but this was merely an illusion. The river of time flowed on and on, and no one below the Immortal Emperor could freeze it.

They were just too anxious; some were hoping for Liu Shen's successful breakthrough, while others were hoping for her failure.

Countless thoughts seemed to converge in the air, stirring up huge waves.

"No!" Finally, someone realized something was wrong. The storm did not originate from the Dao Ancestor, but was caused by the Willow God.

Suddenly, a huge willow tree shadow appeared, rooted in the sea, its countless branches waving wildly, as if trying to sever this world.

Each willow leaf contained unimaginable power, reminding Jiang Yun of Confucius.

However, he knew that Liu Shen had already left Kong Zun far behind, and there was a fundamental difference between them.

All that remained in everyone's eyes was the shadow of that willow tree; they couldn't imagine just how enormous it must be.

The entire sacrificial sea, and countless worlds, were affected, trembling constantly.

The creatures didn't know what was happening; they could only feel a deep-seated fear, and they all bowed in the direction where the Willow God had appeared.

The aura emanating from the Willow God's true form, like mercury spilling onto the ground, covered the sacrificial sea and rushed towards the distance, even suppressing the waves of the sacrificial sea and plunging it into calm.

Its mere presence at the sea sacrifice displayed an unparalleled and awe-inspiring aura.

At this moment, even the Dao Ancestors who had been watching the spectacle felt a surge of fear and dared not approach any further, fleeing far away. (End of Chapter)