Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

The ancestral altar is majestic and sacred to the point of being inviolable. For the strange creatures that come from the ancestral land, it is also the only channel through which they can perceive information about the ancestral land.

Here, countless timelines from ancient times to the present collide and surge, all because the ancestral altar has recorded too many unimaginable things from ancient times to the present. Many destroyed universes are embedded here like grains of sand on the ancestral altar.

Every grain of sand was once incredibly glorious, having given birth to unimaginable powerful beings and possessing a complete and brilliant path of evolutionary civilization. In the past, they were all vibrant worlds with countless living beings, but in the end, under the Great Sacrifice, they all turned into grains of sand.

Like a drop in the ocean, time turns to sand. No matter how glorious the past, it will eventually fade away. In the end, only the sand records the past glory of this great world.

At the ancestral altar, there exists an unimaginable and eerie power. Everything is silent. Even those strange Dao Ancestors dare not truly descend upon the ancestral altar, but only dare to guard it from below like servants.

On the ancestral altar was the phantom of a powerful member of the Mysterious Clan, a Lu Jin-level expert who had launched countless grand sacrifices throughout the ages, and the true Mysterious Immortal Emperor.

This sacrificial ceremony was exceptionally solemn, with numerous eerie immortal emperors leaving behind their phantom images here, which have not faded even after hundreds of thousands of years.

These phantom figures, without exception, all wore solemn expressions and were filled with utmost reverence. Before the ancestral altar, they burned incense and prayed, offering sacrifices to all living beings in the heavens and the world, hoping to receive even a slight response.

It can be said that the ancestral altar is the final resting place of countless lives, a place imbued with unimaginable power.

When Jiang Yun silently infiltrated this place, he immediately sensed the terrifying pressure. Although those strange immortal emperors had long since left, leaving only phantom images, they were still almost as if they were crushing the heavens.

Jiang Yun channeled all his cultivation, entering a profound and mysterious realm at any moment. Only in this way could he barely ascend to the ancestral altar without disturbing the strange Dao Ancestor. However, he still dared not get too close to those illusory figures, for fear of disturbing something.

Endless resentment from living beings surged forth here, but it was all meaningless; a few phantom figures here were enough to obliterate everything.

Those who died in battle, powerful opponents, and countless young geniuses all became the best sacrifices. Their life's achievements, regardless of their realm, along with the evolving civilizations behind them, were all offered as sacrifices to this sacred ancestral altar, just to call upon that original response.

Those eerie Dao Ancestors dared not step forward. For the eerie race, the Grand Sacrifice was the most sacred ceremony, and no mistakes were allowed. When the Immortal Emperor's phantom performed the sacrifice, the eerie Dao Ancestors knelt behind the Immortal Emperor, praying devoutly, and dared not have any other thoughts.

No one could have imagined that at such a time, a creature as audacious as Jiang Yun would sneak in silently.

First of all, the Dao Ancestors of all ages in the heavens have been extinct, so how could the Dao Ancestors of the ancient lands of origin in the four directions normally do such a thing?

Besides, there are several strange phantom images of immortal emperors here. How can one hide oneself in front of them unless one has extraordinary strength?
Finally, there were many strange Dao Ancestors below, whose senses were equally sharp. Therefore, due to the combination of various factors, in the end, no one was prepared for Jiang Yun to sneak in here silently.

On the ancestral altar, the main offerings are still the many beings from all the ages of the heavens. But in addition, there are some mysterious powers that come from the same realm as the strange immortal emperors, such as the two immortal emperors Luo Tianxian and Meng Hai who died in battle, as well as the immortal emperors who died in battle in the past. Their power is the best offering.

This also shows that although the ancestors were repairing themselves in slumber, and the strange immortal emperors had left, they still attached great importance to this place. It was not enough for the strange Dao Ancestor to be in charge here; there were also the phantoms of the strange immortal emperors here to ensure that nothing went wrong.

Of course, even if the true form of the Mysterious Immortal Emperor were here, they would not know what they were worshipping. In the long river of history, they had also searched for the source of the river of history and where the Mysterious Clan came from. This is directly related to the truth of the Great Sacrifice and the origin of the Evil Earth Plateau.

But no matter how powerful those strange immortal emperors were, they could not accomplish such a thing. There was an invisible force blocking everything. Perhaps only the ancestor could transcend and see through the fog of history to the past, before countless sacrifices, and perceive the final truth.

Only Jiang Yun knew that the ultimate meaning of such a grand sacrifice was entirely for the person who was at the very beginning of history, and not merely a symbolic ritual as most of the strange immortal emperors believed.

After all, even the progenitor was still in a state of doubt about whether such a being existed, and could not be certain.

They entered the Ecuadorian Plateau in the most ancient times, received that inheritance, and then, on their ancestral land, after countless ages, they finally realized it in a daze.

Perhaps their power, the source of their strangeness, comes from a being that once left its mark on this world.

However, some ancestors expressed doubts about this, believing that such a creature could not exist, and that there could not be an existence that transcends the sacrificial path. They believed that the long river of history began from the moment the ancestors entered the Etu Plateau, and after that, there was only endless repetition.

This is why the Mysterious Immortal Emperor believed it to be a symbolic ritual; they were unaware that even among the progenitors, there was controversy surrounding it.

But ultimately, due to the strong insistence of some ancestors, the grand sacrifice was still carried out as scheduled, in order to awaken the traces left by the ancient beings that existed in all the heavens and myriad worlds in the sea of ​​sacrifice, including the existence of the ancient lands of origin in the four directions.

The reason they received protection from their ancestral land was because they were highly suspected of being connected to that person from the past.

Perhaps, if even a single thought of that being from the past were to reawaken, it would be enough to help the progenitor advance into a more profound realm, ultimately locking in all of time and space, past, present, and future, without any further suspense.

Jiang Yun also knew that such a being did exist in the world, but such a sacrifice could not truly revive him.

The main reason is that the being had grown weary of everything. It even sacrificed itself, and eventually developed serious health problems. It no longer wanted to appear in the river of history and only wanted to disappear forever.

The ancestral altar, without a doubt, is related to that person from the past, as it contains artifacts he used.

The world passed silently by, and Jiang Yun stood there, never revealing his figure. Despite his audacity, he ultimately chose to meditate here.

He wanted to comprehend the illusory image left behind by the mysterious Immortal Emperor, he wanted to comprehend the supreme laws on the ancestral altar, and he wanted to comprehend the power of the Great Sacrifice. If others knew, they would probably think he had gone mad.

He hadn't even reached the Immortal Emperor realm yet, how dare he do such a thing? But with his audacity, Jiang Yun ultimately did it anyway. And in the end, countless millennia passed here. Finally, all the worlds of the heavens had been sacrificed, even the last remnant souls had been appeased. And it was during this time that the strange phantoms of those Immortal Emperors finally left and returned to their ancestral land.

In the end, only Jiang Yun remained on the ancestral altar, while the Dao Ancestors of the strange race remained kneeling beneath the boundless and magnificent altar, not daring to even cast a glance at the ancestral altar.

Nevertheless, Jiang Yun still did not reveal his true form. He remained hidden in the void, comprehending the Great Dao on the Ancestral Altar.

As the eerie phantoms of several Immortal Emperors departed, and after all the living beings in the heavens were sacrificed on the ancestral altar, numerous Immortal Emperor sacrificial texts began to appear on the altar. As time passed, even more profound and complex sacrificial texts appeared, including one that even Jiang Yun felt was endlessly ancient and vicissitudes.

Clearly, it was a sacrificial text from a grand ceremony countless years ago. Sensing the power within it, Jiang Yun even suspected that it was a sacrificial text written by the ancestor himself during the sacrifice, after he had comprehended it. That was why it was so magnificent, sacred, ancient, and weathered.

This put immense pressure on Jiang Yun. He was confident that he could deceive the Immortal Emperor's phantom, but he was somewhat overwhelmed by the runes at the sacrificial level. At that moment, the ancestral altar glowed, as if it had sensed something.

This startled Jiang Yun. The sacrificial text written by the ancestor contained true mysteries that captivated him. But now, facing the glowing ancestral altar, he wanted to leave quietly to protect himself.

However, at that very moment, the stone jar that had been silent for countless years on his body suddenly made a soft sound, followed by a glow. Then, he sensed an unimaginable power directly enveloping him.

The light that had been emanating from the ancestral altar dimmed again. All of this happened so briefly that even those strange Dao Ancestors did not notice it.

Then, on the ancestral altar, ancient and unimaginable sacrificial texts continued to appear. If the previous ones were sacrificial texts of the Immortal Emperor, then what appeared at this moment were the true sacrificial texts of the Primordial Ancestor, which involved the true secret of the strange race.

Once you reach the level of ritual practice, everything related to them represents the most primal power; even ritual texts carry infinite mysteries.

At this moment, Jiang Yun dared not delay and began to seriously comprehend the void.

The laws of the strange race state that all their power originates from the original being, which underwent a mutation and was contaminated in unimaginable ways, but it also involves the most fundamental Dao.

This made Jiang Yun feel that he benefited greatly from his understanding, and before his eyes, he seemed to see the path to becoming an Immortal Emperor becoming even broader.

That's why he finally made up his mind.

"You must study these ancestral sacrificial texts as much as possible here until the new sacrificial cycle begins and the spring seedlings are planted before you leave."

When that time came, he dared not take the risk. The reason was simple: releasing spring seedlings would inevitably lead to the descent of a strange immortal emperor.

Even if they never actually descend, they will still pay attention. Perhaps even the progenitor will be resurrected. At that time, even with the help of the stone jar, it will not be a 100% safe situation.

Finally, two or three hundred thousand years passed, and the number of ancestral sacrificial texts began to decrease, while Jiang Yun's aura became more composed.

However, just as he was sinking into the deepest level of enlightenment, the stone jar suddenly glowed, startling him awake.

The spacetime here has fallen into chaos at some point, with endless spatial turbulence appearing, seemingly due to the influence of the ancestral sacrificial text's Daoist instincts. This was Jiang Yun's initial assumption.

But then, at the end of that time-space turbulence, in an era even older than the ancient, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh suddenly came!
Like a dream, it resounded from the deepest part of the ancestral altar where the sea was worshipped!

Jiang Yun's soul exploded instantly. With just a sigh, it carried unimaginable power and brought him tremendous impact, even though the stone jar was protecting him.

His physical body and soul, which were close to the level of an Immortal Emperor, collapsed instantly, which shows how terrifying the power was.

At the critical moment, the stone jar glowed again, locking onto his physical body and soul, allowing him to rebuild everything in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yun, filled with terror, saw that on the ancestral altar, amidst the endless turbulent flow of time and space, in an era even more ancient than the ancient ones, a tremendous change had taken place.

With his current strength, he couldn't see what was happening there at all, but the stone jar provided him with a mysterious power at that moment, allowing him to traverse the turbulent currents of time and perceive what was happening there.

Deep within the ancestral altar, a faint, indistinct voice seemed to be looking up and turning back, as if looking from the ancestral altar towards the myriad realms and the depths of the sacrificial sea.

He seemed to come from an era even more ancient than the ancient, or as if he were in the endless future, with no specific era to trace back to. Yet Jiang Yun intuitively felt that he was reminiscing!
That figure looked towards the ancestral land, towards the heavens, towards the ancient origins of the four directions, from the Heavenly Emperor's Burial Pit to the Four Extremes Floating Soil, to the River of Souls, and then to the most ancient cycle of reincarnation in the Ancient Underworld.

Although his figure was so blurry, Jiang Yun felt that everything he saw was as fragile as a bubble in front of him!
In an instant, despite being somewhat mentally prepared, Jiang Yun's scalp still felt like it was about to explode!

Such a being actually exists?!
And the Grand Festival can actually make him appear!?

But that blurry figure existed only for a moment in the deepest part of the altar, in the endless turbulent flow of time and space, in an era even older than the ancient, before it disintegrated.

All traces have faded, and that fleeting glance has also vanished, unable to remain in this world forever!
Ultimately, everything returned to nothingness, and at that very moment, on the ancestral land, an ancestor suddenly awoke from a dream. (End of Chapter)