From Covering the Sky, I Became a Transcendent

Chapter 34: Holy Emperor's Palace, Evolution of Divine Consciousness

The blue fairy gold is eternal and can bloom with brilliant colors in any environment.

Eternal blue gold is the strongest piece of fairy gold. To be honest, it is not easy to refine it.

What Si Chen had to do next was to refine this large piece of fairy gold into liquid and integrate it into the "shape" he had previously created with the divine pattern.

This is much more difficult than Ye accepting the mother energy of all things. After all, the hardness of fairy gold is far beyond that of gas.

With the silver ancient bell, a holy weapon handed down from generation to generation, it was not difficult to absorb the purple mist here. Soon, a ball of purple flame burned on the fairy gold.

The temperature of the purple flame is high enough, and it is not on the same level as the previous flames. It is dazzling and blazing.

But after a few days, there was still no change in this piece of eternal blue gold, or rather, the change was barely noticeable.

Seeing this, Si Chen shook his head in disappointment: "This flame is still too weak. If it continues to burn like this, it will take at least ten years to refine it. I don't have so much time to waste here."

Then we can only go deeper and enter the third area.

The front was covered with colorful clouds, which did not look like fire at all. Instead, it looked like fairy air. It looked extremely peaceful, but it made the two elders feel frightened.

Even a great king cannot enter the flame of this level, only a saint can endure it.

Si Chen was a little startled. When he arrived here, he inexplicably discovered that the blood in his body was flowing rapidly. It had nothing to do with the flames, but was due to internal reasons.

He continued to move forward, and strangely, the deeper he went, the thinner the fog became, unlike the strong fog before. However, the breath in the depths did not weaken at all, but became deeper.

The two elders did not speak. They felt very depressed, and the silver ancient bell above their heads also dimmed a little.

"There is a building there. It is... the palace of our ancestors."

The third elder showed a look of surprise. He saw an ancient relic standing deep in the land of extreme sun, which seemed to have experienced eons.

"Yes, the breath comes from the blood."

Si Chen felt a sense of connection, his consciousness trembled, and the blood in his body boiled, resonating with the palace in front of him.

Ahead, the colorful mist had dissipated, revealing a bright scene. This was a magnificent palace, filled with an ancient atmosphere that made people feel as if they had returned to the ancient times.

Due to the age, the stone pillars surrounding the ruins have long since decayed. They will turn into dust with just the slightest touch. Even the palace is covered in dust.

"Time is really the most terrifying thing in the world." The second elder's face was solemn.

Si Chen approached. There was a plaque above the palace with the word "Sun" engraved on it. The strokes were sharp, but he actually felt a sense of sadness on it.

"In his later years, our ancestors lived here for hundreds of years."

The former residence of the Holy Emperor of the human race was admired by everyone. Countless saints and sages came here to admire its reputation, but returned disappointed.

There was indeed Taoist sound coming from the palace. It was a hazy sound and no one knew what it was saying. It seemed like it was welcoming the arrival of several people.

The two elders listened carefully, but in the end they were still confused and did not understand what their ancestor was thinking.

Si Chen stood quietly in the place, his body was one with the Tao, every move was in accordance with the Tao, and he was feeling the rhythm of the Tao. This was not a specific method of transmission, but just a certain artistic conception, which was difficult for people to understand.

"This is the way of our ancestors. My blood is boiling. So this is how it is."

Si Chen practiced the Sun Sutra, resonating with the Great Emperor's Dao in his blood. A vague shadow appeared behind him, the plaque on the palace emitted golden light, and the sound of Tao became louder, as if the former owner had returned.

"Is this the Dao mark left by our ancestors? Your Highness is seeking enlightenment?" the two elders asked in surprise. The two men's bodies could not stop swaying. If they had not already slashed the Dao, they would probably not be able to control themselves and would have to worship.

Even so, they couldn't hold on for too long, because an extremely powerful aura was spreading. It was the imperial blood in Si Chen's body, which was further revived under the influence of the Dao Mark.

The Sun Emperor blood in their bodies was inspired, coming from the origin of their bloodline, making them unable to resist.

"I'm afraid that his highness's bloodline is more noble than we imagined." The second elder was shocked, as if he had thought of something.

If he is really the emperor's son, it is no wonder that he can have three strange phenomena in the secret realm of Taoist Palace.

The shadow behind Si Chen became more and more real. One after another, divine chains shot out from his body, brilliant and dazzling. The heaven and earth were trembling, and the connection with this palace became stronger.

A big sun descended, and a sacred tree was rooted on it. The sun's true fire scorched the heaven and earth, appearing and disappearing.

"This is the elixir of immortality that followed the Holy Emperor, and he actually manifested it."

This was another strange phenomenon. The two elders were already used to it. However, it was very rare in the world to regard the elixir of immortality as a strange phenomenon. There were probably only a few people who had done this throughout the ages.

Si Chen suddenly sat down cross-legged, and a golden light shot out from the plaque and merged into his eyebrows.

At this moment, there is a small lake of chaotic color between his eyebrows. This is pure spiritual power. If an outsider sees this scene, he will find it incredible. How can a cultivator from the secret realm of the Taoist Palace possess such a powerful spiritual power?
This level has surpassed that of the cultivators in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm and is close to being a half-step immortal.

The light turned into a stream and converged into the small lake. It could be clearly seen that the width of the small lake had increased a bit, which was a substantial change.

Then, the small lake quickly shrank and condensed together. In just a moment, a little man with a chaotic color all over his body appeared.

The magical thing is that he looks exactly like Si Chen. Not only his appearance, but even his temperament is exactly the same.

This is Si Chen's spiritual consciousness, which he cultivated ahead of time with the help of the golden light.

At the same time, he felt that his consciousness was rising rapidly. He had the illusion of becoming an immortal and felt extremely excited.

"This level of spiritual power is comparable to that of a peak Immortal One."

Strands of true sun fire burned, and divine fire flew out of Si Chen's eyes. Endless light and fire burned fiercely, breaking through all obstacles.

Si Chen was interpreting the forbidden secret techniques of the Emperor's Scripture. After this enlightenment, he had a new understanding of every method.

Communicating with the Dao Traces around him, Si Chen's eyes lit up, and he realized many profound principles. His comprehension of the Sun Sutra reached a new level.

He calmed down, the shadow behind him faded away, and he slowly stood up. His black hair was flying, and there was a hint of brilliance in his eyes. Although he was still immature, the two elders dared not look directly at him.

The palace returned to its original appearance, but it was also even more dilapidated. After Si Chen consumed the Taoist aura here, it was estimated that there was not much left. This palace would not exist for many more years.

"Ok?"

The evolution of spiritual consciousness was supposed to be a happy thing, but Si Chen felt something was wrong. His pupils shrank and his breathing became rapid.

"what is that?"

He felt that there was a strange mark on his body, perhaps it had existed for a long time. It was not conspicuous, but very real.

Is this... the reincarnation seal?

(End of this chapter)