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

Chapter 249 Who are the playthings? Who are the superiors?
"Boom!"

Another violent tremor erupted, and this time the black and white energies surged forth, transforming into a chaotic lotus light. Yan Ming pounced down, almost reaching the point where he could strike.

The Undying Queen was pale as she struggled to resist. It was foreseeable that she, with half of her primordial spirit severed, was no match for Yan Ming. She was suppressed on the spot, her hands were bound, her long, jade-like right leg bent into a perfect arc with her knee pointing forward, and her beautiful hair danced wildly, exuding natural charm.

The solar anomalies merged and condensed into a dark immortal king, identical to the fire spirit, overlooking the world and suppressing the immortal queen below. But what was most terrifying was...

A gigantic, illusory hand forcefully pressed her down, shouting, "Submit!"

Yan Ming himself turned around, looking at the beautiful body with a wicked air, and took the superior position.

The Dark Immortal King was ancient and terrifying, with a twelve-petaled lotus flower growing on his back, making him invincible. His golden eyes shot out strands of immortal light, which contained coldness, anger, and sharpness, as they melted the half of the crystal primordial spirit that had been severed.

The Immortal Queen knelt there on one knee, her body trembling. Her former nobility and grace were gone, replaced only by rage. This was an utter disgrace!
"puff!"

Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, her right knee looked as if it were about to shatter, and her phoenix eyes were filled with suppressed emotion.
This woman is truly beautiful, a rare sight in this mortal world. It's not just the blessing of her cultivation, but also the oppressive aura of someone who has long held a high position and exudes nobility. Even if all the beauties of the Heavenly Court stood before her, they would inevitably pale in comparison, unable to rival her in terms of temperament.

In fact, the affairs between men and women can be fully described in any ordinary country.

However, throughout history, the pursuit of power and strength by both the living and the dead has remained constant.

This is why the story of the rebellion has been able to shine through the ages.

Whether it's Meng Tianzheng's humanistic campaign against immortals in the Nine Heavens Remnant Realm of the Chaotic Ancient Era, or the Star River Slaughter of Saints in the End of Dharma Era, both can ignite the blood of countless cultivators.

The impact of a female leader is even greater!

Beautiful women are common in this depleted universe; they are hardly a scarce resource.

A vast region where the Goddess Ranking changes every ten years, capable of producing 'peerless beauties' in large quantities.

From a millennium perspective, the world changes, and even the most beautiful women are nothing more than a pile of bones in the end. What does that matter?

Female powerhouses, on the other hand, are in some ways even rarer than rare immortal materials.

If the quasi-emperors of this world were to choose, one would be the Immortal Tomb Ancient Venerable, the old woman who wielded the jade ruyi, and the other would be the most beautiful woman chosen by the Ziwei Star Region in this generation.

Ninety-nine percent of potential emperors wouldn't even glance at the so-called Purple Star Beauty.

How much divine power can the so-called "immortal skin" contain?
How many cycles of sixty years can those jade bones endure?

The fleeting beauty is all vanity; in the circle of quasi-emperors with an average bone age of over six thousand years, it is nothing.

The timeless truth of 'might makes right' also applies to the realm of Yin and Yang!
And 'fame' is the second most important principle after 'strength'.

In ancient China, there are countless stories of people rising and falling because of their names.

While Xi Shi, Wang Zhaojun, Diao Chan, Zhen Ji, Hong Fu, and Yang Guifei were all prominent figures of their time, has there truly been no one who can rival them over the long course of history?
Why? It's nothing more than a 'name'.

Those beauties who are given titles are not necessarily extraordinary or superior to millions of women.

If Yang Guifei had lived in the Prince of Shou's mansion, her hair would have turned white, and she would have died before the An Lushan Rebellion, before entering the Ming imperial palace.

Diao Chan died at Wang Yun's residence, and the beauty trap failed... The beauty of these women in ancient history would definitely be greatly reduced, and they would not be talked about by countless later generations. Those time travelers in historical fiction would not even pay them any attention.

The Heavenly Empress is special; she not only possesses exceptional cultivation but also holds an extremely prestigious title in ancient history—the principal wife of an ancient deity.

Throughout history, the number of beings willing to bow down to her phoenix feather skirt could probably fill the underworld.

After all, being able to be a "fellow traveler" with the Emperor, to "compete with the ancient gods," and to surpass Ning Fei in a certain field... these limited-level achievements are so tempting that almost no living being, except for emperors, can resist them.

At this moment, facing the peerless beauty who ranks among the top ten in the ancient history of Shrouding the Heavens, Yan Ming did not suppress his emotions and did whatever he wanted. Not to mention the influence of the resentment of the ancient evil spirits, his anger surged up and even affected the Sendai Secret Realm.

His gaze fell, meeting a pair of striking, handsome eyes.

The Empress's hair was disheveled, and her forehead was veiled in a fine mist, but her ethereal and elegant temperament remained unchanged. In fact, her charm was even more pronounced during her time of hardship.

He charged straight at them, his eyes filled with an unwavering, ruthless coldness...

At the critical moment, the Undying Queen suddenly turned around, her eyes almost frozen, empty and filled with murderous intent, quite different from her usual calm and peaceful demeanor.

This woman is ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to herself...

The anticipated clash between the imperial forces did not occur!

Another ancient path rippled across the starry sky, and under the witness of the sun, moon, and stars, a special and fierce battle broke out.

A deafening roar erupted, followed by a burst of golden light. The golden crow soared into the sky, battling the divine phoenix. The two divine birds fought fiercely within the phoenix's nest, gambling their lives for each other.

That was a good kill!

The fire spirit's power is immense, the demon queen is ferocious. Divine chains strike with distraction, feathers lash out in her face. Yin energy stirs up dust, darkening heaven and earth; Yang energy stirs stones, startling ghosts and gods.

This is the Undying Body of Fire, and that is the Eternally Sealed Woman.

One is the master of the cliff in this life, and the other is the queen of the heavens in ancient times.

In this contest, it's impossible to know who will win or lose.

I don’t know how long it took...

Yan Ming composed himself, integrated his Dao Fruit, and ended this absurd debate. The magical power within his body surged and slowly stabilized at a limit.

He was not interested in women, but all things in nature have a yin aspect when they reach their extreme. During his seclusion, he could greatly improve the efficiency of his dual cultivation and fire path practice.

Immediately afterwards, a woman's scream rang out, the starry sea inside the Phoenix Nest erupted, and a terrifyingly white jade hand rapidly grew larger, its fingers as slender as scallions, each one naturally formed, wrapped with the laws of order, and flashing with crimson light.

"That's it."

Yan Ming sneered. How could he not be wary of such an ungrateful woman?

With a thought, the large hand paused just as it was about to strike, and a large amount of milky white flame emanated from its fingertips, plunging everything into a mesmerizing state.

"what have you done."

The soft moonlight fluttered down, creating a hazy effect. The starlight rain reassembled, transforming once more into a graceful, alluring figure, breathtakingly beautiful, like a fairy queen under the moon.

Even Yan Ming, who had tasted it, was momentarily stunned; he had never seen such beauty before.

The Empress stretched out her figure, refining the Milky Way into a battle skirt that covered her entire body. She coldly gazed ahead, her expression one of shock. She sensed something amiss within her body, located in the Dao Treasury of her Heart. That peculiar flame originated from her heart, and was now poisoning the world. "The Lotus Stake, guided by the Holy Spirit Stone Book, will render this little trick ineffective if you can break through the Imperial Path," Yan Ming explained generously, or rather, confidently.

He knew the diva had some hidden tricks up her sleeve and didn't want to waste time here.

Otherwise, even if one possesses the body of a perfected Holy Spirit, one would not be able to easily suppress the opponent.

This woman is no less ruthless than anyone else. She feigns weakness to the enemy, then lashes out afterward to wash away all humiliation. She is indeed a remarkable person.

"Release the restrictions, or you won't be leaving today,"

The Empress's gaze turned icy cold. She hadn't expected to miscalculate. However, she was not afraid, as her true cultivation was far superior to her opponent's. It was just that the Great Completion Holy Spirit's body was suppressing her temporarily.

She decided to use her hidden resources, not wanting to waste any more time; that magical artifact was too dangerous.

Unlike the previous deliberate acts of intercourse, this time, since it involved her own spiritual foundation, the Empress was decisive and knew she could no longer hold back.

Her heart trembled. She felt it was such a waste, but this was the only way to completely suppress the fire spirit and break the seal within her body.

"Does the Empress really intend to fight me to the death? Leaving the lotus stake is merely for her future cultivation," Yan Ming said, a gourd shadow swaying in his palm, ready to charge at any moment. The two of them didn't seem to have had any long-term intimate contact at all.

Eileen Chang's theories only apply to the mortal world.

I can't control the sky!
"You came taking advantage of the situation and ruined my plans, thus creating a great karmic debt. Now you've planted a forbidden artifact. Do you really think I'm powerless?"

Although the Empress has an exquisite and otherworldly beauty, she is extremely terrifying when she is dignified. There is no trace of the fact that she was just now fawning over Yan Ming, and she still has the beauty of a queen of the Phoenix Nest when she lifts her skirt.

As she spoke, she walked over step by step, her starry dress fluttering, making her long, narrow phoenix eyes seem like destiny itself.

"I merely wish to make a deal with you, fellow Daoist. I swear by the ancestors of the Holy Spirit Royal Family's forbidden zone that I have no ill intentions towards you," Yan Ming said without hesitation, clearly not wanting a fight.

Even if he had a hidden trick, forcibly leaving a royal stone book inside the Empress's body, sometimes women are not rational.

The Immortal Queen's expression softened; she absolutely did not want to reveal her trump card until the very last moment.

“You are ranked at the ninth level of Quasi-Emperor, and your realm is higher than mine, but I occupy the extreme Yang of the world. If we cooperate, we will both benefit. Why fight?” Yan Ming looked at it and clearly expressed his desire to establish a long-term cooperative relationship.

Let's not talk about feelings, let's just talk about physical intimacy!
With such a top-grade furnace to assist in cultivation, his path will be smoother, but at the same time, darkness will be sown.

The Empress sneered repeatedly, but upon recalling the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, the Spirit Treasure Killing Sword, and the Holy Spirit Stone Token, she immediately fell silent.

This life is too special. If I want to reach the highest position and be in harmony with the will of Heaven, I will need the help of others.

Her initial plan was to recall the survivors of the eight ancient divine generals, establish an unparalleled dynasty, and vie for the imperial throne.

However, the fire spirit in front of her was so persuasive that she was somewhat tempted. The scene of Yan Ming slaughtering quasi-emperors was still vivid in her mind, showing his unparalleled power.

With that perfected Holy Spirit body, it might play a decisive role at crucial moments, provided the other party has no ulterior motives.

"How about you help me achieve enlightenment? Then our grudges will be wiped clean. On the contrary, I will do my best to help you cultivate to the Quasi-Emperor realm," the Heavenly Empress said, making an outrageous demand. The surrounding light and mist dissipated, revealing a curvaceous figure, a head of jet-black hair flying wildly, and a blood-red phoenix dancing on her fair forehead—the Dao Fruit of an impending Daoist.

Her breathing was disordered. Half of her primordial spirit had been torn apart by Yan Ming. The injury had healed somewhat during the dual cultivation, but a complete repair would not be easy and would require the use of rare immortal treasures.

“A promise.” Yan Ming held up one finger and said, “The Stone Book will fall silent within a hundred years.”

"not enough!"

The Empress shook her head, her slender hands clenched tightly, her inner Dao Palace ignited, her hair flew wildly, and her aura turned cold. She could not accept this peace treaty at all. How could she possibly be controlled by others?

"Help me kill that Vermilion Bird." She finally revealed her true intentions, harboring a startling intent to kill another quasi-emperor of the Ninth Heaven.

Compared to Yan Ming, who had pierced her body, the Emperor posed a much more real threat to her.

Once the opponent breaks through in cultivation and takes that crucial step, everything will be in vain. At that point, speed is everything. She must eliminate all obstacles in the shortest possible time and attempt to attain enlightenment.

Therefore, what if we make a deal with that fire spirit?

Who is the plaything? Who is in power? Only in the end will the truth be revealed—sometimes you may feel that you are manipulating the other person, but you may actually be the clown being manipulated.

"Does the Empress think that her temporary right to use her body is worth the life of another person who is about to attain enlightenment? She is overestimating herself."

Amidst the golden starry sky, a sharply defined face, visible only when the Dao orbits passed by, wore a mocking expression as he said, "You should know that he was a great cultivator who carried the fortune of the Vermilion Bird Clan. His rise to power was extremely legendary. The material of that Blue-Gold Pagoda was even inferior to many imperial artifacts and ancient royal weapons. Even the peerless quasi-emperor who obtained the Immortal Tree was defeated by him..."

His meaning was clear: even if the Empress's place was inlaid with celestial gold, it wasn't worth that price.

"You have taken his divine tower; a battle is inevitable."

"Hehe, if that's what the Queen thinks, then so be it, I have no objection..."

Yan Ming's mocking laughter was grating to the ears of the Undying Empress. With dark energy surging between her brows, how could she not know what the Vermilion Bird was thinking?

If the other party wanted to make a move, they would have done so long ago; why would they still be standing still?

They simply want to sit back and watch the tigers fight.

"A remnant of a Nine-Turn Immortal Pill." The Undying Empress held a stone box in her hand, which shimmered with a hazy, clear light.

With a "hiss," the stone box opened, and a refreshing fragrance instantly wafted out, causing the wood element in this area to flourish.

The life force of the remnant pill is too strong; it has miraculous effects!
This is the legendary Nine-Turn Immortal Pill, which can only be seen a few times in the mortal world. It requires the use of immortal medicine as the main ingredient, and is refined through countless rituals to finally defy the heavens and become a pill. Its effects are unpredictable.

This substance is hailed as the greatest elixir of all time, capable of defying fate and altering destiny. It is said that with such a thing, one cannot even die, and even emperors who have taken the elixir of immortality can be reborn.

"Only one-tenth of the pills are complete, that's not enough." Yan Ming shook his head. A commodity like the Emperor's is definitely worth more than this.

It should be noted that in the original timeline, the Sun and Moon God General, the Netherworld Demon God General, and the Heavenly God General all received such remnants of the pill, which were then used to win over the Empress.

To hunt down those at the very bottom, how could this reward be enough?

Need more money!
"Don't go too far!" The Immortal Queen's beautiful eyes shone with a dazzling light, extremely terrifying. Various stars shone brightly in the Phoenix Nest, making it even more frightening.

"Who exactly crossed the line?"

Yan Ming said coldly, and a vast aura burst forth from his body!

(End of this chapter)