All Heavens: Start with the Heaven-Covering Sacrifice

Chapter 9: The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Pot Suppresses the Emperor, the Gods' Thoughts

In the fairyland world, ancient trees are towering, mountains and rivers are primitive and ancient, and it is filled with a wild atmosphere.

Various ancient and powerful bloodlines of exotic beasts multiply here.

He Lang was surrounded by divine power, and a vast purple aura covered the sky and the sun. Wherever he passed, all things fell silent.

"Holy realm..." An ancient strange beast whispered in shock in its heart. Looking at the vast purple aura, it was speechless. Just by seeing the strange phenomenon, it knew that this saint was extraordinary.

There were some top beast kings who were close to the King of Slashing who were unwilling to accept it and wanted to resist the pressure, but they turned into a ball of blood mist as soon as they approached the purple air.

The demise of a supreme beast king without any ripples in this way chilled the hearts of other powerful beast kings. They then remembered that the holy power of the ancient saints recorded in ancient books was not false.

He Lang didn't care about the demise of the Beast King. In fact, he didn't even notice this scene.

He walked in this ancient world, observing the remaining secret techniques and fragments of profound skills.

Or pick some rare and hard-to-find elixirs.

After staying for a while, he went deep into the fairy world.

In front of him, there were vast and boundless mountains and rivers. Auspicious clouds were blooming between the ancient peaks. Orchids were growing in the mountains, and dragon grass was taking root in the cracks of the rocks. There was a purple mist in the air, which complemented the protective purple mist of He Lang.

Behind this fairyland is a dangerous place.

"We have finally arrived at the immortal burial ground."

When he saw this terrain, He Lang knew that the Taihuang Ancient Scripture and the divine skin of the Immortal Emperor were right in front of him.

He Lang stepped in, and the Jedi that was said to destroy all life was suppressed without even a wave.

Ok?
Just as he stepped into the immortal burial ground, He Lang felt an evil thought staring at him, which made him react.

When his divine sense swept over, he saw a black figure staring at him.

"I haven't even looked for you yet, but you come to my door on your own." He Lang laughed as soon as he saw the black shadow.

His right hand extended with a radiant fairy light and reached out towards the black shadow.

"Gug...Gah..."

The black shadow uttered mysterious words, as if it was communicating with He Lang.

The general meaning is that he came to seek refuge and hoped that the saint would stop.

"Hmph, you don't even try to hide your evil intentions. Do you take me as a fool?" He Lang said with a sneer.

The right hand did not stop, and with the emergence of the power of immortality, it broke straight into the black evil energy of the black shadow and grabbed it in its hand.

When He Lang withdrew his right hand, the black shadow had already been suppressed by him.

This is a man of medium build, wearing a straw raincoat and straw sandals, and he has the aura of a king of slaying.

In this era, Beidou is considered an outstanding figure.

"The immortal regret left behind by the ancient emperor after his death."

Although his cultivation was low, He Lang did not look down on it. This thing was the thoughts of the gods, and only a great emperor would come out after his death.

It is even possible to restore the state of mind before death and temporarily regain the Taoist fruits that were once there.

The key point is that He Lang sensed a strange aura on his body, which was similar to the volume of Natural Dao Sutra he obtained. He Lang was shocked. Could it be that the volume of Natural Dao Sutra was created by the Great Emperor in his later years? He thought about it and it was really possible. After all, there was a legend about the ancient emperor sitting in meditation here.

Moreover, no matter whether they are immortal or short-lived, once they get old, they will focus on self-cultivation. Even the Wu Shi Emperor, in his later years, was kind-hearted and took in a little black dog!
Although this also made him invincible throughout his life, he lost his integrity in his later years.

When He Lang thought of this, he didn't know that in a purple mountain range in the Northern Territory, a black dog with a bald tail lying in a divine pool suddenly sneezed a few times and looked around in surprise.

"Woof woof woof... Who is talking about me?"

On the other side of the pond, a magical medicine that looked like a phoenix flew by, causing the black dog to jump up and run over.

He Lang looked at the god's thoughts, a pattern appeared in his eyes, and two beams of fairy light shot out of his eyes, penetrating directly into his body, trying to spy on its origin.

“Roar…” The divine mind showed signs of struggle and roared, but unfortunately all his origin was sealed, so he could only roar.

However, He Lang did not delve into the origin of the gods' thoughts.

Deep in the origin of the gods' thoughts, the laws are extremely complex, containing a trace of the aura of the ancient emperors, which blocked He Lang's investigation and forced him to put his mind at ease temporarily.

He activated the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar on his wrist, took in the divine thoughts and suppressed them. He planned to study it carefully when he had time.

Then he activated the Sky-Swallowing Demon Pot, which emitted a beam of black light and went straight into the area behind the Immortal Burial Ground.

The Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot has been under his control. He hasn't even refined it, but he is able to fully revive the power of this supreme holy weapon. Moreover, it does not consume any divine power at all to activate it. It is as if the deity among the weapons has been revived. However, no matter how He Lang communicated with Him, He did not respond.

However, He Lang was not afraid anymore. He had already guessed about the appearance of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot. He estimated that the Henren Emperor probably wanted to see if the path he was taking could work, just like the immortal divine thought of the Amitabha Emperor hidden in the Bodhi seed, which would not interfere with the Taoist master, but only observe other people's Taoism and Dharma in secret.

He Lang didn't care about these things. His practice improved ten times a day and he was not afraid of being studied at all.

The fact that the Henren Emperor was able to feed the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot to his mouth showed that the Emperor was optimistic about him!
Putting away his thoughts of the gods, He Lang walked into the immortal burial ground. He had already smelled the scent of the elixir of immortality and could also sense the lingering breath of the ancient emperor.

When He Lang walked in, he saw an ancient coffin lying on a high platform. More than half a meter long tender branches had grown out of the coffin, and there was also chaotic fairy mist flowing.

"It's such a waste to make a coffin out of the ancient tea tree of Wudao." When He Lang saw this scene, he felt that these emperors and ancient kings were really capable of making trouble.

He Lang stretched out his hand, and the holy power flowed, opening the coffin and revealing the avenue diagram at the bottom.

It was a carving of a human figure, with a huge dragon visible at the spine, as if it had run through the long river of time.

This was the perfected Taihuang Sutra left behind by Taihuang in his later years. In He Lang's eyes, it turned into lines of Dao patterns, which intertwined and evolved into a real dragon transformed from an orderly Dao pattern.

The profound meaning of the Taihuang Sutra was engraved in his heart.

Then He Lang closed the coffin and looked at a piece of divine ice not far away. A piece of divine skin was sealed in the ice.

He Lang's eyes lit up, and without any taboos, he directly activated the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Pot, arousing a ray of extreme imperial power and pressing it towards the Five-Colored Divine Ice.

The five-colored divine ice melted instantly, revealing the human skin of the Immortal Emperor. The five-colored immortal blood on it also showed the imperial murderous intent, which fought against the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot for a while, but it was ultimately a rootless source. After resisting for a while, the murderous intent was wiped out, leaving only a faint imperial power.

He Lang activated the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Pot, which emitted a devouring force and swallowed the human skin into it.

Nothing can carry this thing except the Supreme Emperor's Weapon.

He Lang planned to refine human skin into a secret treasure, but he couldn't figure out what to refine for the time being.

After doing all this, He Lang restrained his holy power, turned around and disappeared into the void.

(End of this chapter)