Covering the sky: Starting from the Golden Crow of the Holy Cliff

Chapter 135: The End of Reincarnation, Cliff Sacrifice is the Destination of Everything
When the sun rises, the sky is vast and the golden light hangs alone on the black mountain. The rows of palaces rotate with the array patterns, and the wind stirs up waves. The 'leaves' and 'vines' are connected again.

"It's good enough now. I have two or three close friends in life who can accompany me for the rest of my life." Ye Fan said to himself, his face unusually gentle.

He will be able to return to Earth in a few days. His heart has already crossed the star field and flown to that ancient city in the north, the courtyard in his memory, those laughter and those warm instructions.

As for the Holy Maiden of Yao Chi!

He felt no ripple in his heart about the person who was competing with his sister for a position and deliberately invited the ancient sage to compete with his mother. He only felt that he was targeting her and wanted to take action on behalf of Yang Yi and Zixia to destroy the lineage behind her.

To clear all obstacles for his friends, Dark Ye Fan is on the way!

"Da da da……"

On the other side, as the footsteps faded away, dozens of terrifying figures emerged, accompanied by chains of order, and stopped outside the ancient Yaochi. The moment they appeared, the heaven and earth shook. These were the top ranks of the two ancient star fields.

"The legendary Western Emperor's burial pit, a generation of empress, and her Taoist partner is a great saint."

"Back then, Yaochi was drastically affected and forced to relocate. It was caused by a supreme corpse disaster. It was tragic and lamentable."

The eyes of several great saints flickered. They had all understood this before coming. At this level, except for the seven forbidden areas, Beidou had almost no secrets for them.

Coupled with Shengya's publicity over the years, some of the fog surrounding the Great Holy Body has dissipated, revealing a corner of the truth.

This kind of physique has produced many brilliant people, but it is always accompanied by misfortune in old age. Even if they are the supreme being of their generation, their later years will be miserable. The person of Shengya is a true portrayal of this.

A fairy pond, radiating rosy clouds and bursting with auspicious colors, looks like the place where life began.

The Yaochi Holy Land got its name from this. This place is full of lush grass, green cliffs, and silver waterfalls cascading down, rumbling and roaring, which is very magnificent. Coupled with the palaces and pavilions, it looks smart and peaceful, otherworldly and natural, and very magnificent.

"Buzz!"

The water of the lake was clear, with a bit of divine light dancing in it. A jade bone puppet split the waves, its body surrounded by pure lotus demon fire, and a black gourd was enshrined in its palm, which took away all the female corpses in the depths of the fairy lake.

"This is... Kun Zhou, who was actually refined into a puppet." The Great Sage of the Divine Silkworm Clan's eyes flashed, and he had a new understanding of Yan Ming's methods.

Kun Zhou has been reduced to a bone puppet. Have the other great saints who died also been reduced to puppets? If they appear together, how terrifying would that be?
Shengya has raised the banner of suppressing the corpse plague, but according to the current trend, that ancient forbidden area is very likely to become the source of another corpse plague in the future.

A huge force composed of holy spirits, fire slaves, and bone puppets makes people feel uneasy no matter how they look at it.

The water was rippling. Those who came this time were the strongest people from Ziwei and Beidou, and they were holding imperial weapons, so they were naturally not afraid. They stepped on it forcefully and soon touched the bottom of the lake. There was a spring there, and the water of the fairy pool gushed out from it.

This place has been opened a long time ago, and the spring is like a deep black hole, which makes people want to explore it.

Everyone immediately walked in, went straight into the cave, and went deep into the underground.

This is an underground lake, not very big. When stepping into the eighth layer of water, many people's hair stood on end and they felt a sense of mental oppression, as if something extremely evil was waiting ahead.

"It seems that fellow Daoist's bone puppet also stops here." asked the Great Sage Hun Tuo.

Yan Ming glanced at him and didn't have a good impression of the God of Misfortune, but he couldn't help but feel that the other party was famous and came together with the Golden King and the Great Sage of the Divine Silkworm.

He said calmly, "I have come here to suppress the corpse disaster, and I will not stop here."

Yan Ming's right hand glowed as he took out the Chaos Green Lotus and held it horizontally in front of him. The Immortal-Slaying Gourd fell on his head, knocking open the door to the ninth level of the Immortal Lake.

"boom!"

In an instant, fairy mist swirled around his mouth, foggy light danced, and a majestic aura spread out, making people's skin burst. This was the aura of the great emperor, overwhelming and difficult to resist.

In just a moment, all kinds of fairy lights bloomed, and the golden mace, green gold tower, divine emperor robe, Yaoguang tripod, solar furnace and other imperial weapons appeared together. Driven by the saints, they barely opened up a safe space.

"The Imperial Burial Pit, and... different imperial artifacts!" Several ancient saints from the Ziwei Star Domain showed strange expressions on their faces. It was the first time in their lives that they saw so many imperial artifacts, and they were already amazed beyond control.

The Golden King's eyes opened and closed, and the ancient imperial mace in his hand burst out with golden light. The hairs on his body stood on end, and he couldn't help but want to step back. There really was an imperial evil in this.

At the same time, this is also a magical spring with rare water quality. It is very effective for refining medicine or drinking. It can increase people's lifespan and is a treasure.

However, during this period of time, no one dared to take advantage of this sacred spring.

The Great Sage could only barely hold on with the imperial weapon. There must be unimaginable existences in the depths of the Immortal Pool. If the Supreme Being's bones were to rot, this would not be a sacred spring, but corpse water. Not only would it not prolong life, but it would also cause sudden death.

"Oh!"

A golden sun appeared behind Yan Ming. Without relying on the bone puppet, he landed steadily beside several great saints on his own.

"He can really be on par with the most powerful Great Sage." Some ancient kings were stunned, but after carefully reviewing the opponent's battle record, they felt it was normal. This person had made the Great Sage bleed before, and in the end he caused a terrible massacre, causing several ancient royal families to suffer.

"Come." Yan Ming didn't care about the people around him, stretched out a hand and made an invitation.

"Ah."

Yang Yi pursed her lips and took a deep breath. The Fairy Tear Green Gold Pagoda in her hand was surging with green mist and filled with divine aura. It was only three inches in size and fell in the center of her two palms, reflecting each other's flesh and blood.

The two stood side by side, the male handsome, the female charming, their skin white as jade, exuding the aura of the highest order. Yan Ming, on the other hand, had black hair and golden eyes, his pupils brimming with the patterns of the Great Dao, making him stand out from the crowd, like a true immortal descended to earth to meet the calamity, a supreme god and saint.

As his practice of Doutian Fenxian Gong deepened, his temperament changed greatly. His blood and energy surged like an ocean, dormant in his body without leaking a single bit.

Strike the Quasi-Emperor and fight the Ancestor Saint!
He gives people the feeling that he is the only one in the world. After years of killing, he gradually developed an invincible way!

This is something that other great saints cannot reach!

Many people were terrified, their hearts trembling at the sight of the invincible Great Sage. They truly felt the might of the Great Sage. What could they use to fight? How could they resist? This is a truth worth all living beings spending a lifetime to comprehend.

In fact, Yan Ming not only protected Yang Yi, but also brought the three black men of Zhatian with him.

One Dao, one dog, and one holy body.

Heihuang's face was very dark. He knew why such a big fuss had to happen, and his heart was bleeding.

"Emperor, they want to burn the old master's body. Xiao Hei... Xiao Hei is incompetent!" Black Emperor whispered in his heart. Although it hurt, he was powerless and had no way out.

The corpse curse of the holy body caused serious consequences in the past and almost destroyed Yao Chi.

If we can eliminate the plague of corpses, it will be a great achievement not only for Yao Chi, but also for Donghuang and even all the spirits in Beidou!

Anyone who spoke out against it would be condemned by thousands. "Who would have thought such a fire could exist within the Holy Cliff, burning even the Great Sacred Body to death?" Black Emperor wailed inwardly. Even though he knew it was right, he couldn't accept it emotionally.

When the six god-like figures reached the deepest part of the fairy lake, there was a small isolated pond there, only ten feet in diameter. The water was crystal clear and glowing, supporting a light shield. A woman with disheveled hair was sitting in the middle, hiding her true appearance.

This is the tenth-level fairy pond, where the Queen Mother of the West is buried.

Suddenly, everyone felt a cold murderous intent, and in a trance, they seemed to see a pair of eyes opened between the woman's messy hair, which was breathtaking. It was a pale and beautiful face, hazy and cold.

"How is it possible, she is still alive!"

The Golden King stumbled backward, unable to believe his eyes. The woman had opened her eyes? How could this be possible? The Queen Mother of the West had been dead for tens of thousands of years. Everyone knew she had passed away in meditation. How could she still be alive?

In an instant, the terrifying look in his eyes disappeared, it felt unreal.

"Is it an illusion, or did it really happen?" The ancestor of Shencan Ridge frowned. He also saw a demonic shadow and felt a chill on his spine.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, the Golden King moved. With a light shout, the Daojie Golden Mace in his hand shone brilliantly, bursting out with boundless ancient imperial power, protecting his soul and wanting to kill all the evil.

At the critical moment, Gai Jiuyou activated the secret of the word "bing" and stopped the movement of the imperial army.

"Brother Gai, thank you very much..." The Golden King's eyes flickered. Only at this moment did he react and see the truth. His face suddenly became unnatural.

At this level, face is more important than anything else. Even Yan Ming could remain calm, but he was affected, which was infuriating.

"The deceased was affected by some substance, but it was not the Western Emperor, but someone else." Gai Jiuyou shook his head and activated the Jiuli Map. This imperial weapon shone brightly, and the chaotic light of the galaxy inside kept swallowing and spitting out. An extreme chain flew out and cleared the mist.

A sarcophagus had been opened, and a bloody arm stretched out from it. It was bluish-purple in color and had some long golden hair growing on it. It was very dazzling, and there was a chill that penetrated into people's bones. It was truly eerie and chilling.

"The Great Holy Body... The Taoist companion of the Western Emperor is a Holy Body." The old man of the Cai clan said, staring at the golden hairs with an inquiring look.

The holy body of Shengya was possessed by green hair, but the one in front of him was covered with golden hair. Does this correspond to a curse?

Caught off guard, Ye Fan was restrained by a big hand and faced the terrifying arm.

"This is also the ancient ancestor of your lineage, please kowtow to him." Yan Ming stood with his hands behind his back, holding the Chaos Lotus, resisting the emperor's aura.

Not only Ye Fan, but Yang Yi and Zixia were also in the kneeling sequence. However, Yan Ming was different. He was offering sacrifices to the holy body of Shengya because they were of the same origin. The holy body of Yaochi had no cause and effect with him, and was not from the same lineage as Shengya.

"Only your holy body can eliminate the resentment of the ancient ancestor of the holy body and carry his obsession before his death." Yan Ming said.

Under the gaze of several great saints, Ye Fan immediately knelt down and kowtowed to the Great Saint Body. However, this was not enough. Yan Ming indicated that he hoped Ye Fan would once again act as a filial son and grandson and cry at the graves of his ancestors.

He claimed that by doing so, he might be able to obtain the gift of the previous Holy Body, which was an opportunity unique to the Holy Body lineage!

The same goes for Zixia. She and Xihuang have the same physique and are born with the same Tao fetus. Maybe she can touch upon something. If she can gain some insights, it will be of great benefit to her future growth.

Soon, crying sounds were heard from the depths of the fairy pond. The sound spread far away and made many people's faces change.

"Sure enough, there really is someone crying at the grave." At the eighth-level lake, the hair of the Saint Maiden of Yao Chi fluttered, and she sighed in her heart.

If possible, she could cry and mourn the ancestor of Yao Chi!
But she didn't get that chance!

Perhaps, after a while, she won't even be able to keep her position as a saint.

The ancient sage who was born told her that she and Zixia would have a battle in the future, representing the two routes of Yao Chi.

Now that Shengya is so powerful...

"Will I still have a chance to fight in the future?" The goddess who was known as the most beautiful in the Eastern Wilderness lowered her eyes, and she had no way to deal with the mechanical deity.

The Xiantian Daotai really held on to his thighs, pressing the others so hard that they could hardly breathe.

"The Holy Body is really something that can be done. But when you come here, you can still cry and sob. You must be crying at the wrong grave." A creature from the ancient tribe spoke up. He was hostile to the Holy Body, but he didn't dare to reveal it for fear of being targeted.

At this time, Yan Ming's pressure was astonishingly heavy. Who in the world didn't know the power of Shengya?

"You don't understand. I heard that the Western Emperor's Taoist companion is a great saint. As a saint, it's only fitting for him to weep for the great saint of the previous generation. It's the perfect time!"

"To recognize an ancestor for a person of the same physique? That doesn't make sense. Ji Haoyue and God King Jiang both have divine bodies. What's the relationship between them? In the ancient times, there were nine invincible holy bodies. Is this Mr. Ye going to cry at their graves one by one? This is a bit funny."

"Are you trying to kill yourself? You even dare to tease God King Jiang and the Great Saint Body..."

Some people were talking about it, with mixed feelings of envy and jealousy. Everyone knew that the Holy Body's backing had become even stronger, and it was completely soaring to the sky.

First he worshipped the Holy Cliff Body, then he recognized the Holy Jade Pool Body, and all the good luck was taken away from him.
There are countless people in this world who want to find a good ancestor but have no way to do so.

As the flame of the ancient universe flew out and landed on the sarcophagus, a blue-black air suddenly surged, making the surroundings gloomy and cold, and was soon dispersed by the flames.

Countless golden hairs burned quickly and turned into ashes. The Yao Chi Holy Body revealed its true appearance, as if it was a last ray of light, and the whole person seemed to come back to life.

He was a handsome man with sword-like eyebrows and black hair that fell to his waist. He was strong and tall, sitting cross-legged in the fairy pond, making all the supreme imperial soldiers pale in comparison.

He seemed like the ruler of the entire world. Just the simple manifestation of his aura made the Great Sage tremble. This was the true supreme being, and he needed to be respected with all his heart!

"We cannot resist. This is the revival of the Taoist tradition left by the deceased!" Gai Jiuyou was the first to bow his head, chanting an ancient scripture, and sending off the Great Saint Body with courtesy.

Others also recited a passage from ancient scriptures to commemorate the ancestors. Otherwise, this kind of power alone would be unbearable.

Soon, flames enveloped the invincible holy body and it moved towards "transmigration".

The word "metamorphosis" was coined by Yan Ming!

In fact, it's more like a reincarnation!
"At the end of reincarnation, everything will come to an end. The cliff sacrifice is the destination of everything..." After burying another supreme being, Yan Ming spoke with a different state of mind. He recited these words that sounded like a magic spell, causing the faces of the people around him to change.

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[The last part of the previous chapter was slightly changed. Some readers said that Ye Fan would not be licked by the strategy. That would only allow Li Xiaoman to show her stubborn side. Ye Fan would not watch her die. As long as there is a good start, everything will fall into place.]

(End of this chapter)