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

Chapter 255 Killing the Old Golden Crow, the Golden Crow Emperor is No More
"I'm not reconciled!"

The dark ancient dragon's body was torn apart, its scales stood on end, and its quasi-royal blood was bright red and dazzling. A black primordial spirit burst out from the ferocious dragon's head, its roar mournful and desolate, sweeping through the nebula.

He was a follower of the Primordial Emperor, and through blood and fire, he transformed into a Quasi-Emperor at the seventh level. He once looked down upon the heavens and the earth. Even after escaping into the Primordial Ancient Mine, he was still no weaker than anyone else. Some powerful forbidden zones were no more than this.

But now it ends like this, defeated by a person from a later generation. No matter how hard he struggles, it is useless. He walks towards death in humiliation. It is as if he is not a being of the same realm.

A junior from the third level of cultivation, with an astonishingly short cultivation time, has become so powerful. With divine restrictions on him, he killed this great figure from the forbidden zone of life as soon as he set up a sword formation.

"Boom!"

The two halves of the dragon's body, bleeding profusely, fell to the ground in a horrifying sight. Its primordial spirit was frozen in place by Yan Ming, and light spots rained down like blood.

This scene left the few quasi-emperors in the universe speechless, unable to utter a word.

That's so unexpected!

A giant of the seventh heaven, he came to his end just like that. He came with two ancient imperial weapons, how powerful he was. Who could have imagined that it would end like this?

After searching through ancient texts, has this history of cultivation ever recorded such a feat?

A quasi-emperor of a century!

After breaking through the realm, he survived three tribulations in a short period of time, crossed four realms to kill a high-level quasi-emperor. Yama was amazing, truly breaking the myth and establishing an immortal monument.

This event is destined to be remembered by the world and spread throughout the entire river of time. Compared to it, the gods of the Dumu clan seem insignificant.

"With the sword and formation combined, plus this monkey, it becomes the complete Heavenly Venerable lineage."

Only the powerful figures of the Heavenly Court could still speak. Princess Divine Silkworm, King Nine Phoenix, and others stepped forward, followed by a six-eared monkey whose entire body was golden and whose fur shone like silk. Standing side by side with Black Wukong, its eyes were filled with numbness, devoid of its former cunning.

Judging from his appearance alone, he is exactly like another Holy Prince, with a thunderous mouth, fiery eyes, and a lean and capable physique.

The net of heaven has been cast, and the ancient celestial venerable's mansion in the Sea of ​​Life Spring has naturally been salvaged, and the inheritors within the mansion have been robbed.

The Six-Eared Macaque was born extraordinary. As a child, he swallowed the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir left behind by the Celestial Venerable Lingbao. This was a truly great fortune, and according to the principles of destiny, it was unlikely that he would die young. He would turn misfortune into good fortune in the dark.

The monkey was laughing at first. She had six ears and could hear the sounds of the world. This sea of ​​suffering was her domain, where she could roam freely.

Faced with the invading saint, she not only did not run away, but even wanted to annihilate the entire enemy force. However, this fearless monkey soon started crying.

She won't understand that this time is completely different from the past!

A quasi-emperor blocked the gate, and ancient imperial weapons crashed down!

The poor mother monkey was entangled by the Black Monkey King who rushed in. Two imperial artifacts locked her head and smashed her face, making her see stars. She almost met her end with an ancient celestial being, without even having time to react.

After being filled with dark matter, the Six-Eared Macaque obediently spat out the "Lingbao Scripture," the Secret of Character Formation, and other heaven-defying inheritances.

"boom!"

The starry sky churned, the dark dragon lay dead, its massive body cracked and exploded in the starry sky, paving a path of blood and bone that stretched to Yan Ming's feet.

The complete spiritual treasure array diagram floated up and down, with rosy clouds rising and divine light radiating in all directions. He reigned supreme, his thick black hair flying, and imperial weapons dancing around him. At this moment, everyone couldn't help but kneel down. A faint but powerful aura of a Great Perfection Holy Spirit was present.

Perhaps it's not much weaker than the Vermilion Bird of the Divine Court?
The mere thought of this idea is enough to horrify anyone. To be on par with those who are about to achieve enlightenment upon just entering the Quasi-Emperor realm—how could that not be shocking?

Everyone knows that Yan Ming has risen to prominence in an unexpected way, reaching the pinnacle of power. Among the people of this generation and the beings of this era, perhaps only the Emperor of the Divine Court can slightly hinder him, and even the Vermilion Bird will tremble.

The universe was completely silent, not a sound could be heard. The people of the Divine Court and Phoenix Nest felt a chill run down their spines. Yan Ming already possessed such astonishing combat power. If given more time and more years, who could possibly subdue him in the future?

The only advantage of the Emperor and the Undying Empress is their cultivation level. If they cannot attain enlightenment in a short period of time, they are destined to become the background of the Imperial Fire Spirit.

"A bunch of useless trash! Guangcheng Clan is all talk and no action, and Fengjizi is utterly worthless." A terrifying being deep within the Divine Court was enraged, and the roar of wind and thunder nearly shattered the stars and cracked the continent.

In the distance, the Vice-Sect Leader of the Divine Court, Yu Huatian, was filled with trepidation and began to weigh the future prospects.

At first, he was optimistic about the Emperor, believing that the other party would surely attain enlightenment. Now, however, he realized that it was too early to say that.

“That woman in the Phoenix Nest served the Undying Emperor; her background is absolutely terrifying…” Yu Huatian frowned, not bothering to think about Yan Ming in detail.

He could still keep his composure when facing the Empress, but when facing Yama, Yu Huatian only regretted being born into this world and encountering such a butcher.

Most importantly: the Holy Body lineage is still cursed with the inability to become an emperor!

There is no Holy Spirit lineage!

"Woo..."

The killing sword roared, shattering the void. Countless chains of order spread out without end, breaking, reforming, and then sublimating, finally all landing on the divine array diagram.

With all enemies annihilated, the deadly formation automatically dissipated; otherwise, maintaining the revival would consume too much divine power, which even a quasi-emperor would find difficult to bear.

Yan Ming's sleeves trembled, and the black dragon's primordial spirit and physical body were taken away by the Immortal-Slaying Gourd. A moment later, divine light emanated from the gourd's mouth, and a cloud of ashes fell out. In addition, a perfectly round and translucent black pill flew out, accompanied by an astonishing dragon roar.

That was the essence of the bloodline of a quasi-Emperor of the Dragon Clan, condensed into a divine pill!
Of course, this precious pill wasn't as miraculous as one might imagine, because the ingredients were only those of a quasi-emperor at the seventh level of the Heavenly Realm, with little lifespan left and little essence remaining.

"Woo..."

The Phoenix-Winged Golden Halberd trembled, pierced through the void, and vanished from this place.

Another bronze halberd, missing a corner, tore through the void, heading back to the Primordial Ancient Mine.

Neither Yan Ming nor the quasi-emperors of the Heavenly Court tried to stop it. The Blood Phoenix was still there, and his weapon was destined not to be able to suppress it, unless he captured Huang Xudao and replicated the plot of the Myriad Dragon Nest, but this was obviously very difficult.

However, when faced with the Chaos Golden Wings and the Vajra Glazed Immortal Robe, such concerns disappeared, and the two ancient imperial weapons were quickly suppressed.

Subduing them completely is no easy task; it would be a difficult task in all the heavens and myriad realms. But the Heavenly Court is different; it has long been adept at it.

On that day, the Heavenly Court launched a massive attack, led by the Fire Spirit Azure Flame, and stormed into the Jin family, which had been in existence for millions of years.

Meanwhile, the identity of another fallen quasi-emperor was also discovered, and the location of his bloodline was found. Under two different starry skies, the clans of the two quasi-emperors were annihilated. It was a great war. Quasi-emperor soldiers from both major forces were resurrected one after another, and the killing formations were endless, but they were all shattered into pieces. The gods of the ancestral artifacts were killed, and countless blood energies hung upside down like waterfalls, surging into the starry river, and all of them were swallowed into the mouth of the black gourd.

Only a very small number of seeds were preserved and included in the sacrificial altar. This was an unwritten rule, passed down by the second-generation cliff master, who believed that Heaven had a benevolent nature towards life.

In the future, some of the Jin family's young prodigies will be assigned, and once a suitable descendant is born, the process of recognizing the owner of the Glazed Vajra Robe will begin...

The state of Wu, however, chose a different path.

Faced with the Qilin Sigu Empress who emerged from the Immortal Ruins, all the saints of the country prostrated themselves. The leader, with tears streaming down his face, knelt down and presented a surrender document, then wept bitterly, saying that they were descendants of the Taiyin Empress, and that their ancestral grandmother came from the supreme royal family of that clan.

Forty-three hundred thousand years ago, a member of this clan with the Taiyin bloodline revived and almost broke through to the third level of the Sendai realm, but ultimately perished.

In this lifetime, a certain declining branch of the country still flows with the blood of the ancient Taiyin body, though it is extremely diluted.

Furthermore, an elderly man in the country, while perusing ancient texts, mentioned a story from a mythical era: a princess of their tribe was abducted by a Great Perfection Stone Spirit, which, in a rounding-up fashion, suggests that the two lineages had once been 'married'.

……

Such stories are not isolated incidents. Over a long period of time, with frequent exchanges of bloodlines, as long as the lineage is ancient enough, the entire universe is related...

Ultimately, the Wu Kingdom received preferential treatment. In a terrible purge, about 30% of the core members were spared, while those within the Wu Kingdom who were inclined to lend out the Chaos Golden Wings were all killed.

The divine realm also underwent dramatic changes. The rebel Qingyutian was devoured by Yaoguang, and the world he created behind him manifested and merged into the territory ruled by the Heavenly Court.

This vast world was completely pacified, and all the powerful beings submitted. They honored Yanming as the supreme god, and Yaoguang ceded his position as a minor god. They also carved a statue of Lingbao Tianzun and did not mention the god-king positions in the history of the divine realm, but wanted to trace back to the origin.

The deities within the Lingbao Array remained in a state of revival, witnessing all of this, before falling silent once more.

Normally, it might not awaken even once every tens of thousands of years, but now it was in its prime, had a conversation with Yan Ming, and left behind an indescribable sigh.

With this, the battle came to an end!
Yan Ming used his terrifying battle record to announce to the world that he had reached the pinnacle of Quasi-Emperor status and could compete with beings at the eighth or even ninth level of Quasi-Emperor.

In the struggle for the Imperial Road, no one dares to ignore his existence!
The universe was abuzz with discussion. Since Yan Ming's rise to power, he had suppressed and killed more than a dozen quasi-emperors, from Daoist Mingde to the Black Dragon of the Primordial Ancient Mine. Even the arrogant quasi-emperor of the forbidden zone had fallen in the starry sky.

These news items were so shocking that they caused a stir among various powerful forces across the universe, and the outside world was in an uproar.

In this battle, Yan Ming broke through the Spirit Treasure Killing Formation, knocked down two ancient imperial weapons, and suppressed four quasi-emperors. His name spread throughout the starry sky, and he was hailed as the undisputed number one potential person on the road to becoming an emperor!
In the time that followed, the Heavenly Court rose to power and became unstoppable, soaring to the heavens and becoming one of the most powerful forces in the universe, ruling over all realms and commanding all the heavens.

"boom!"

Just as people were marveling and sighing, the ancient star of the Heavenly Soldiers erupted with terrifying fluctuations, followed by a furious roar that resounded throughout the heavens and the earth. It was the aura of a supreme quasi-emperor spreading, instantly sweeping across the sun, moon, rivers, and mountains everywhere.

"It's that old Golden Crow! He's still alive!" The white-haired swordsman, Ge Hong, Rong Chengshi, the old patriarch of the divine race, and others sensed it immediately.

The time was too long. The old quasi-emperors who were once on the same level as them and even respected as seniors disappeared without a trace within thousands of years.

Many people thought that the old Golden Crow had gone mad from his seclusion or had already died, but they never expected that he was still alive and would erupt at this moment.

Who could make this terrifying quasi-emperor roar with such rage and resentment? At this moment, beams of terrifying primordial spirit light burst through the universe, about to descend upon the Heavenly Soldier Ancient Star to capture information about the battle situation.

More than one person made the connection to Yan Ming, the infamous 'quasi-emperor butcher'.

The aura of a quasi-emperor spread, but quickly calmed down, as if nothing had happened. The Heavenly Soldier Ancient Star trembled, covered by terrifying imperial chains that involved extreme weapons, while the interior was deathly silent.

A long time passed, and still nothing happened.

Has the great battle ended? What happened to that terrifying old Golden Crow? These powerful figures waited quietly, filled with confusion and unease.

However, nothing came of it in the end. The ancient star of the Heavenly Soldiers remained peaceful and tranquil, and no great chaos erupted.

Later, the primordial spirits of all the quasi-emperors retreated, worried that such spying would be seen as a provocation by the master behind the ancient imperial weapon.

However, the interior of the Heavenly Soldier Ancient Star was not so peaceful. The divine continent was in ruins, having experienced an unimaginable catastrophe. Countless divine blood had fallen on this vast and vibrant land, and broken golden feathers were everywhere.

Terrifying wisps of flame swirled around, and the shattered bones smashed into one deep crater after another, annihilating all matter in their wake. A star map lay across the sky, enveloping everything.

A golden crow, its head severed, the wound not on its neck but on its chest, cleaved diagonally, its crown bone cracked, its inner essence spilling onto the ground, and a spear of death stuck in its back, the wound dripping blood, revealing the stark white blood and bone, a scene of utter desolation.

The great bell hangs high, freezing the fleeting beauty of the moment. The golden crow glares angrily, poised to pounce and kill, maintaining this posture until its demise.

On the blood-soaked ground, a man in black stood with an indifferent expression, every inch of his body flowing with chaotic energy. He was like an immortal being, emerging from a world of flames.

After putting away the Nine Li Diagram, a beam of light shot from Yan Ming's eyes, tearing through the sky, like a high and mighty immortal king looking down upon the universe and rivers under his rule.

The Great Sage Fire Crow stood to the side, trembling with fear, his body prostrate on the ground, his Golden Crow bloodline quivering, unable to muster the slightest fighting spirit.

From now on, there will be no more so-called Golden Crow Emperor, only the Immortal Crow lineage!
With a cold expression, Yan Ming gazed through the Chaos Bell at the Golden Crow Primordial Spirit, which was being slowly refined into tribulation flames. He merely smiled faintly, said nothing, and turned to leave.

A moment later, he fell into the depths of the earth's veins and arrived at the core of the Heavenly Soldier Ancient Star!

This star was formed from the head of Lingbao Tianzun. Its forehead altar was vast and boundless, and inside it was a strange liquid, dazzling and crystal clear, resembling flames, pulsating and leaping.

On the enormous Daoist altar, there was only this pool of water, radiating light. If you weren't paying attention, you wouldn't notice it at all and might mistake it for flames.

This is a top-grade primordial spirit liquid, a rare treasure in the world capable of healing the wounds of the Great Dao. Even after countless ages, and with most of its divinity consumed by the old Golden Crow over the past two thousand years, it still possesses terrifying fluctuations.

Yan Ming had communicated with the Emperor's Artifact and had some understanding of this matter. Contrary to what later generations thought, these substances were not the Heavenly Venerable's last resort, but rather the essence of immortality that the spiritual treasure had generated at the last moment.

Unfortunately, in that lifetime, all efforts were in vain. The Celestial Venerable passed away, defeated by the passage of time. His various bodies exploded and scattered throughout the universe, forming different vast domains.

Many people speculate that this is a backup plan for Lingbao's resurrection.

If that's true, how could there be no array diagrams and killing swords guarding it? The power of that Great Emperor's weapon is astonishing, and even the scattered divine array diagrams are enough to protect the divine realm for millions of years.

Yan Ming paused for a moment, then reached out and scooped up all the immortal liquid...

(End of this chapter)