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

Chapter 244 A young man has arrived in the Quasi-Emperor circle!

An endless calamity surged forth, lightning crackled, and the boundless star field trembled.

Amidst the vast expanse of clouds, a golden figure shattered the silver-white palace, its limbs...
With the Chaos Purple Bell atop his head, the Emperor-Slaying Spear in his hand, and a divine lamp casting boundless light, Yan Ming stood tall beneath the heavens, exuding a transcendent aura.

Halfway through the ordeal, those who survived the tribulation have passed the test of Heaven!

Becoming an emperor in the flesh—even with the addition of the word "quasi," it was still enough to astound the world. Those two words weighed heavier than Mount Tai, suffocating people.

The lineage of the Holy Spirit is inherently stronger than the flesh, and flows with royal blood; it's hard to imagine what kind of performance they would deliver.

At this moment, Yan Ming's forehead glowed, and his limbs and bones shimmered with divine light like black crystals. It was the Great Dao, the order, constructing the divine chains.

"Buzz!"

A completely new aura emerges, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, like a flower blooming in an instant, radiating eternal divine brilliance.

At the same time that the Holy Spirit's body was established as a Quasi-Emperor, Yan Ming's primordial spirit began to transform. The Dao principles intertwined densely, transforming into countless fiery lotus flowers, which intertwined and fluttered there, scattering across the Milky Way, a beauty almost dreamlike.

He sensed something, and the Time Blood within his body was undergoing a transformation. The ripples of the Word of Travel spread, traversing time and space, reaching the ends of the earth in an instant, at an unimaginable speed.

This is a superior escape technique compared to the past, far surpassing that of newly promoted quasi-emperors, and perhaps even comparable to quasi-emperors at the fifth or sixth level of the Heavenly Realm.

Today, Yan Ming can be considered to have truly risen to prominence, able to roam the universe freely, and few can keep him in check.
More importantly, this trend is terrifying. Those high-ranking quasi-emperors in the depths of the universe, who aspire to greatness, can no longer sit still when they see this scene from afar.

A young man has arrived in the circle of quasi-emperors!

In the pinnacle realm where the average bone age exceeds seven thousand years, a being less than a hundred years old suddenly barges in. Even without direct confrontation, the vibrant life force and the aura of all things vying for dominance still make it difficult to remain calm!

The impact was far greater than imagined!

The welding roared like thunder, streaks of blazing electricity flashed across the once dark starry sky, illuminating eternity. The spectacle was magnificent, yet it did not harm Yan Ming in the slightest.

The bell, spear, and lamp tumbled in the sea of ​​lightning, evolving towards becoming quasi-Emperor weapons.
The lightning kept moving, following the tribulation seeker away from the land of life and into the desolate and lifeless star system. Otherwise, the domain formed by part of Lingbao Tianzun's body might have been unharmed, but no living beings would have survived and would have been reduced to ashes.

"Boom!"

Lightning flashed, each streak resembling a galaxy, long and brilliant, traversing the dark universe with a dazzling brilliance.

This is unprecedented in the world. People have never seen such a huge and vast sea of ​​lightning before. It's practically interstellar. It's incredible.

It can be said to have defied common sense. A phoenix feather flew across the sky and, even after leaving this area, destroyed one large star after another, like flowers blooming, dazzling and beautiful.

The root cause of all this was the divine phoenix, outlined by crimson lightning, whose neck was pierced by a divine spear, blood gushing out, and it perished amidst its mournful cries.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the four directions trembled violently. This was not caused by the tribulation clouds, but by a tower that flew out from another region. The tower was thirty-three stories high, with flowing Xuanhuang Qi and swirling chaotic light. It exuded an aura similar to that of a great emperor, terrifying to the heavens, turning this place into an unshakable forbidden zone.

One Imperial Tower!
Forged from eternal blue gold, it is a true celestial material, the exclusive material of ancient emperors. Now it is suppressed in the void, its blue dazzling and its crystal-clear brilliance piercing the eyes. It is vast and boundless, with a majestic aura, as if it represents the thirty-three heavens. Its suppression here is awe-inspiring.

Moreover, each layer was adorned with the primordial energy of all things, resembling magnificent waterfalls cascading down from the Thirty-Three Heavens.

It actually contained a portion of the primordial energy. Although it wasn't as entangled as the Xuanhuang Qi Source Root, it was still extremely rare and astonishing, enough to shock the world. It was too rare and amazing!

The majestic and boundless imperial tower pressed down on Yan Ming, its terrifying power carrying the killing intent of the Lord of War.

As one of the most powerful 'beings' in this world, the Emperor was well prepared. Deep within the Emperor Tower was engraved a Heavenly Talisman for transcending tribulation, which could temporarily evade the Heavenly reckoning, dissolve the lightning tribulation, and forge a passage.

This supreme array pattern has long been lost, but several forbidden talismans were left behind in the ancient ruins and engraved inside this tower.

"boom!"

In that star field, countless bolts of lightning were razed to the ground the instant the Imperial Tower descended. All the calamity spirits of various colors exploded, leaving behind only chaotic light and mist.

A single strike from a Quasi-Emperor at the Ninth Heaven level is enough to annihilate everything!
At the critical moment, Yan Ming took a step forward, his Xingzi Secret connecting heaven and earth. One of his hands was severed, the cut surface was very smooth, and the divine bone inside glowed. The hidden Imperial Thunder Dragon manifested within, baring its fangs and claws, fighting against the Emperor Tower, and bursting out with unprecedented light.

These are the remains of a Great Perfection Holy Spirit from the Primordial Era. At this moment, they erupt, reappearing the Great Dao Chain of the past, blocking the Eternal Blue-Gold Pagoda, and annihilating the peerless killing intent.

Yan Ming himself retreated without engaging in a direct confrontation, rushing into another star field, but his eyes were terrifyingly cold, almost freezing the entire star field.

"Sparrow Slave, do you want to die?"

A cold voice rang out, echoing across much of the universe, causing a huge stir.

At this moment, all races were terrified, and all living beings were filled with boundless fear.

Once words are spoken, they are hard to take back, especially for someone about to attain enlightenment. Such intense words will inevitably ignite a war, and bloodshed is inevitable.

"How dare he do that?" In the Flying Immortal Starfield, several quasi-emperors who were paying attention to this place clicked their tongues in astonishment, their hearts filled with shock.

As a newcomer, to dare to rebuke the master of the Divine Court who had reached the 'end' of the Quasi-Emperor realm is going too far, even with the backing of the Forbidden Zone.

That person's understanding of the Emperor's Way is far beyond that of ordinary people. He is a strong contender for the Heavenly Heart in this era. For many years, he has looked down upon all the heavens, and under his command, even the Kunlun remnants and the Qi Refiners have to take him seriously.

Even a legendary, forbidden existence should be taken seriously.

The phrase "one who will attain enlightenment" is not just a casual remark; it represents a terrifying path.

In a chaotic immortal land, a person sat cross-legged in a Taoist temple, with a ginseng fruit tree rooted beside him, bearing several snow-white fruits shaped like human figures, warm and crystal clear, emitting a delicate fragrance.

The group of people under the Immortal Tree had different expressions as they looked at the terrifying scene reflected in the water mirror.

"One more strike!" Rong Chengshi, the leader, exclaimed, almost getting up. He had never expected that there would be a strange quasi-emperor from the Ninth Heaven in this life.

"Boom!" On the edge of the universe, the aura of a quasi-emperor surged. A celestial phoenix, as red as blood, knocked open the Heavenly Gate. Suddenly, a jade hand emerged from it. It was truly beautiful, like a work of art naturally formed by the heavens. However, it contained killing intent and transformed into divine patterns. This was the secret technique that the Undying Emperor once used to avoid the Heavenly Tribulation.

In an instant, the hand slammed down, like a vast ocean pressing down, abrupt and fierce, sharp and astonishing, with boundless killing intent!
The timing of the Undying Empress was precise; she manifested after the Emperor, intending to nip the strange phenomena revealed in the heavenly secrets in the bud at the critical moment of the great calamity, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

The thunderstorm was as vast as the sea. Under that slender hand, Yan Ming was like a small boat, tossed and turned, on the verge of being killed by the palm and buried in this boundless sea of ​​thunder.

"Roar!"

At this moment, a burst of golden light erupted, and Yan Ming's left eye was covered in blood. He had gouged out an eye, and the immortal pupil left behind by the former Imperial Fire Spirit flew out, manifesting in a tragic way. Blood splattered across the sky, each drop crystal clear.

"Ancestral image manifests, golden crow burns the sky again, kill!" He roared to the heavens and earth, his true blood boiling. The moment this aura appeared, he locked onto his target and was about to counterattack.

The original timeline consisted of four quasi-emperors from the Nine Heavens: the Vermilion Bird Emperor, the Elder of the Divine Organization, the Woodcutter Elder, and the Undying Empress.

The characteristics of the person who made the move were quite obvious, requiring no further guessing.

"Buzz!"

The Imperial Fire Spirit that was thrown out was burning brightly, with Dao runes flashing within its golden blood, filling the sky.

With a cry of a crow, a blurry golden shadow fluttered its immortal feathers, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to cave in. It traversed the river of time and rushed towards the edge of the universe, riding the chain of ultimate principles, possessing an aura that could swallow mountains and rivers and that made it the only one who could dominate the six directions and eight wastelands.

The Imperial Golden Crow unleashed its power, its engraved immortal runes glowing, its aura overwhelming, its sharp claws menacing, tearing at the jade hand. In the blink of an eye, the heavens and earth trembled, and the starry sky shattered.

The hand retreated, and blood flowed from the fair and tender palm, a shocking sight, yet the chilling aura remained undiminished.

"A Dao Eye left behind by the ancient Imperial Holy Spirit? It is indeed powerful, but how many bones can you still produce?" A clear and melodious female voice came from the crimson glow. Her demeanor was very indifferent, and she did not take a newly promoted quasi-emperor seriously.

The portal swayed, and from it flew out a second jade hand, smooth and white, which emitted a blinding light the moment it reached down. The hand covered the sky and locked onto Yan Ming's crown, ruthless and merciless.

"You think the Nine Heavens are strong? You claim to be invincible below the Supreme Being? How dare you get involved in this cause and effect?" Blood streamed from Yan Ming's eyes, his flesh pulsating, emanating a terrifying demonic aura.

"kill!"

His tone was icy, and with a sharp shout, a phoenix wing flew out from his ribs. Immediately afterwards, a dark celestial bird appeared out of the sky, its roar devastating the heavens and the earth, its dark light like a sea.

Faced with the encirclement and attack of the Emperor and the Undying Empress, even a Quasi-Emperor level 8 Earth Immortal like Rong Cheng would have been disintegrated. But Yan Ming was different. He used the imperial bones left behind by the ancient Holy Spirit to fight back, and at the same time, he was bombarding his own bloodline shackles in order to break the shackles and escape the cage.

Gouging out eyes, cutting off hands, tearing wings—this is almost self-mutilation, but it is necessary!
Over the course of a century, he rose to prominence thanks to the legacy of the Holy Spirit lineage, soaring to great heights and reaching the Quasi-Emperor realm with an astonishing bone age. However, at the same time, the remnants of the Dao principles of the Holy Spirit Emperor's Bone, which he had previously contained, intertwined within his body, resembling a cage under construction.

At this point, it can only be considered a minor ailment, not serious. However, in Yan Ming's eyes of the Golden Eyes of Tribulation, this poison has a far-reaching impact. If it continues, it may bury his Dharma and Dao.

Now that Yan Ming is undergoing the Quasi-Emperor Tribulation and is being blocked by a Quasi-Emperor from the Nine Heavens, he is able to use the Dao techniques of his great enemy to force himself to peel away his imperial bones.

This process is terrifying, like cutting flesh to remove a sore, scraping bone to heal a wound. At the same time, doing so also harms oneself, but it is a price that must be paid!
"Boom!"

In the distance, the Eternal Blue-Gold Tower swayed, shedding layers of radiance and radiating endless auspicious light. Strands of imperial laws spread out, like phoenix feathers, dazzlingly beautiful, the most perfect masterpiece of heaven.

It is engaged in a major confrontation with the phantom of the Thunder Spirit.

"A new generation surpasses the old; I have never seen a heavenly tribulation of this level before. This has exceeded the limit!" A cold voice, tinged with shock, rang out. A figure in the Emperor Tower was surrounded by chaotic light, and the aura of a quasi-emperor was overwhelming, almost piercing the heavens.

“My good-for-nothing son was defeated and captured, and fell into the Heavenly Court. That was his fate. But you should not have humiliated him, much less kill the powerful figures of my Divine Court.”

This is a wisp of the divine god of the Divine Court Master. In a sense, it is even more terrifying than a quasi-emperor weapon because it possesses part of the Dao Fruit of the original body. If it were to make a move, it could definitely unleash the strongest killing power below the Supreme level. Its divine power is astonishing!

At this moment, he was questioning, demanding a reckoning with the past. The Divine Court suffered heavy losses in the Battle of Dayuepo, and now the secrets of heaven were clear, those hidden secrets were exposed, and the truth was finally revealed.

Many people know that the Emperor is taking advantage of the situation, exploiting people's misfortune, and coming to eliminate future enemies.

This kind of magnanimity is by no means great; compared to the great emperors of antiquity, it falls far short.

Even someone as powerful as Yama is only a Quasi-Emperor of the First Heaven, and not even fully accomplished yet. The Emperor, residing in the Ninth Heaven, is an unparalleled being about to attain enlightenment. Such behavior, bullying the weak, is despicable to many veteran Quasi-Emperors.

But no one stood up; they just watched indifferently, their eyes flashing with ruthless and cold light.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

Even a powerful quasi-emperor can have anger and desires. He doesn't want to see a young quasi-emperor rise to power and subconsciously hopes he will die young.

In other words, there is only one Heavenly Heart Fruit position, and as long as one is in the Quasi-Emperor realm, everyone is a potential competitor.

If one does not have the Dao heart to attain the ultimate Dao, one cannot reach this point!
"Too much nonsense, Sparrow Slave. You've had a smooth life all your life, and you really don't know your place," Yan Ming said, his forehead bone glowing. It was a piece of the Primordial Flame Spirit's spiritual bone, crystal clear and soaked in Golden Crow blood.

After a terrifying silence, the Eternal Blue-Gold Tower moved, and the ethereal god within roared, spreading imperial might.

"court death!"

The voice of the Lord of the Divine Court accompanied the rumble of the Imperial Tower. The voice was vast and boundless, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, like a great emperor rising up and looking down at the prisoners below.

At this moment, the Emperor personally took action, manifesting his primordial spirit and Dao fruit, divine patterns crisscrossing the sky, and one after another, thick chains of divine order flew, intertwining and combining with each other, like a sea of ​​stars twinkling, with chaotic galaxies swirling inside, surrounding a Nanli world where flames soared into the sky, and at this moment it erupted.

"boom!"

The world of fire broke through the lightning and disappeared into the center, without being destroyed beforehand. Moreover, wisps of imperial aura spread out, shaking this starry universe.

With a soft sound, the fourth Holy Spirit Bone was offered up, transforming into a Flame God. Golden solar fire erupted, striking upwards. Under the influence of dark matter, it unleashed its past glory, colliding with the vast, sea-like order of the Fire Rules.

"As expected of Yama, a descendant of the forbidden zone of the Holy Spirit Royal Family, only he could possess so many Royal Soul Bones." Someone sighed softly.

(End of this chapter)