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

Chapter 267 The Immortal Tomb Stirs, A Thousand Reds Weep, Ten Thousand Beauties Grieve in the Killing Array

"Hey!"

The Ruyi Flowing Light, translucent and verdant, shot out from the Immortal Tomb, piercing the sky and falling down. It appeared gentle, but upon closer inspection, the streaks of light it emitted were actually strings of chaotic star rivers, terrifying beyond compare.

This ancient supreme being attacked with great ferocity, anticipating the enemy's moves and primarily targeting Yan Ming, aiming to force the Great Perfection Holy Body to retreat.

As she had predicted, the Sacred Body of the Cliff returned to aid, taking a single step that shattered the void. The dragon-patterned black-gold cauldron struck horizontally, colliding with the jade ruyi, unleashing an incomparably intense light. From that moment on, no more stars remained in this region; they were all reduced to dust…

"A forbidden land capable of nurturing the Reincarnation Seal is truly intriguing." A decaying voice echoed from the depths of the Immortal Tomb, yet as it spread, it was permeated with an aura of immortality, making it seem quite strange.

Lightning surged, dragon shadows billowed, the great calamity continued, a pair of golden eyes were cold and intimidating, piercing through mountains and rivers, the eyes sharp and bright, exuding a bone-chilling cold, and shot towards the ancient forbidden zone, killing intent like a cold tide.

"Hey!"

Yan Mingqing shouted, and a sharp divine light flew out. Then, with a "poof," it pierced through a silver unicorn in the Heavenly Tribulation Palace. Runes scattered everywhere, but were preserved by the secret power of time. It quickly rushed towards the Big Dipper Star Region and only exploded completely when it was close to the Immortal Tomb!

At this moment, a chilling wind howled, terrifying sword energy roared through the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and the cry of crows shook the heavens and echoed throughout the Burial Emperor Star before the forbidden zone gate.

The Eastern Wilderness was immediately shaken. The Primordial Ancient Mine, Shangcang Island, and the Divine Ruins all trembled. Terrifying primordial spirit light shone brightly. Some forbidden areas felt their eyelids twitch, sensing that something was wrong.

“He… is threatening, trying to intimidate the Supreme Being… How dare he!” A woman from the forbidden zone said in a trembling voice, almost suffocating, as an unbelievable thought surged into her mind.

"Is this considered a provocation? Even with the Holy Body protecting him, this is going too far."

"The ancient supreme rulers cannot be insulted; he has not yet fully transformed."

At this moment, all realms were in turmoil. The quasi-emperors in the forbidden zones were filled with intense excitement. This change was too sudden, and they could hardly believe it. Their hearts were in their throats, eager to witness the unfolding events firsthand.

"Youngster..."

The Immortal Mausoleum is very mysterious, with piles of ancient tombs and many ancient steles inside. A vast white mist is shrouded in it, as if endless immortal energy is falling down and converging to form a spectacular sight. It is the only place like this in the entire world.

At this moment, the Supreme Being deep within was equally surprised, his gaze profound, his entire body overflowing with wisps of divine light. Throughout the long history of the ancient world, no Quasi-Emperor had ever dared to reveal such murderous intent toward the forbidden zone, yet she had encountered it, which was completely unexpected.

"An ant dares to shake the heavens; it is truly overestimating its own strength." The Immortal Granny's voice was hoarse, high above, truly looking down. She simply watched quietly, without getting angry; the long years had allowed her to view everything with equanimity.

Compared to that, the provocation of a quasi-emperor is really weak; an ancient supreme being could easily crush such a being with one hand.

Not far away, some ancient steles in the Immortal Mausoleum were glowing, as if they were about to break through the sky and emit a chilling aura.

In that star field, winds and thunder raged, eerie winds howled, and divine lightning rolled. One after another, humanoid phantoms descended to the mortal realm, making the tribulation clouds even more terrifying.

Drawn by the aura of the jade ruyi, the ancient venerable one from the Immortal Mausoleum was also imprinted, transforming into a heavenly tribulation lightning entangled with chaotic energy, attempting to obstruct one's path to enlightenment.

Yan Ming activated the Heaven-Piercing Immortal-Burning Technique, his forehead beams radiating immortal light like a waterfall, and the lightning-like marks of battle imprinted his essence, energy, and spirit, triggering divine restrictions. He condensed his blood energy, focusing solely on offense and refusing to defend, engaging in a fierce battle with the female venerable one that shattered the heavens. With a single slap, he blasted apart a thunder palace, displaying unstoppable prowess.

Blood splattered as the female Taoist priest opposite him unleashed her divine restraint. A jade ruyi scepter formed from lightning element was almost revived. Yan Ming's shoulder was pierced, and a string of terrifying blood flowers gushed out, but he rushed over without looking back.

The scene behind them was even more brutal. The humanoid lightning bolt was slapped and sent flying, its body riddled with cracks, almost bursting out of the Heavenly Tribulation Palace. The jade ruyi was smashed by the Chaos Bell and shattered into seven or eight pieces.

What's most terrifying is that Yan Ming roared through the heavens, merging all his divine forms into one, condensing into a Celestial King body exactly like himself, looking down upon the world, stepping out on silver light, stirring up boundless winds and clouds.

He was forced to retreat despite the imprint of the ancient supreme being!

"Buzz!"

Four or five beams of light danced, the metallic clang intensified, and a dark purple divine spear ripped through the void, collided with the chains of order, and pierced directly through the female Taoist's chest, its power shaking the nine heavens, terrifying beyond measure.

The Celestial King stood tall and imposing, wielding a weapon forged from divine purple gold. With a flick of his spear, the humanoid lightning bolt shattered into pieces, like a brilliant meteor shower, its impact boundless.

Yan Ming turned around, looking coldly and ruthlessly at Xian Ling, and said, "Old man, you really like meddling?! When you achieve great success, I'll kill you until your bones are shattered!!"

At this moment, the starry sea surged, and the divine sound of the Great Dao crashed towards the Big Dipper like a tsunami. The whole world was shaken, and a terrible upheaval was about to erupt!

A direct confrontation with the ancient supreme ruler!
This is unprecedented in history!
"Youngster, who do you think you are, the Flame Emperor? You dare to provoke the Supreme One? Your entire clan will be wiped out! You must know that you haven't even fully transformed yet!" A voice roared from the Immortal Tomb. It was a descendant of the Immortal Granny, a female quasi-emperor with fair skin and jade bones.

She held a jade and gold bottle in her hand, with a Bodhi tree branch extending horizontally from her neck. The smaller branches branched out, some like coiled dragons, some like stiff worms, some solitary and some densely clustered, radiating divine light. Her white dress was graceful and elegant, but her celestial face appeared cold and stern. She emerged from the Heavenly Coffin in the Immortal Mausoleum, and the Great Dao fluctuated terrifyingly, sweeping across all the stars in the heavens.

The Immortal Mother has aged and lost her former beauty, but her descendants have shown this to be true. They are extremely beautiful and, having lived in the Immortal Mausoleum for a long time, have developed a special kind of transcendent aura.

As descendants of the ancient emperor, the people here are proud to the core. How could they tolerate such humiliation? Now that their ancestor has been questioned by a junior, many people are furious and want to rise up and cause chaos.

"Buzz!"

The jade ruyi burst forth with dazzling light, shooting into the distance. The supreme being of the Immortal Mausoleum spoke through action, suppressing Yan Ming!

The next moment, a giant palm of light slammed down, covering the entire heavenly tribulation and engulfing everything beneath it. The method was terrifying, aiming to shatter everything belonging to Yan Ming.

"Oh!"

However, the black figure wielding the pestle blocked their way. When the true form appeared, it possessed a terrifying aura. It was like a Great Wall of Immortals forged from black gold with dragon patterns, standing firm and blocking all the remaining waves.

The golden pestle transformed into a dragon, its scales and armor powerful and vigorous, striking across the azure sky and tearing through the entire universe!
Other taboos exist on the sidelines, unwilling to be tainted by such karma; their ancient schemes are all on the path to immortality.

At this critical moment, with the Great Accomplished Holy Body invading the forbidden zone, even past Dao-attaining cultivators could perish. "Boom!"

In that star field, terrifying imperial laws clashed and spread outwards from this place to all directions of the universe. The Jade Ruyi impacted, the Phoenix Winged Golden Halberd revived, and the great battle escalated to another terrifying level.

But the aftershocks did not end there. Five streaks of light pierced the universe from the Immortal Tomb, and a forbidden woman from the forbidden zone arrived, wielding an ultimate forbidden artifact, to fight the Fire Spirit.

Our ancestors have been disgraced, and we, their descendants, must wash away this humiliation with our blood!
On the other side, another beam of immortal light flew out from the Immortal Tomb, and another ancient supreme being chose to make a move. Along with it came a large hand, which wanted to restrain the Holy Body and prevent him from interfering in the battle in the Quasi-Emperor realm.

"Fire Spirit!"

A voice rang out, and the white-clad woman holding a Bodhi branch moved with incredible speed, mastering the Heaven-Avoiding Array. Her Zen understanding was profound; she had attained the supreme sagehood of Buddhism and Taoism, her entire body glowing a pale gold, as she unleashed one of the six syllable mantras.

A quasi-emperor of the seventh heaven, she once held the title of 'Bodhi of Salvation' during the time of her birth.

Another Quasi-Emperor of the Sixth Heaven manifested, standing shoulder to shoulder with Duhen Bodhi. He was Zhongqing Dashi of the Jade Emperor Realm of the Immortal Tomb and the Crimson Cloud Palace, with rich imperial blood flowing through his body.

The other two Crimson Cloud Fairies also moved, their flowers blooming on two branches, their beauty almost dreamlike. The former was from the Eighth Heaven, and the latter from the Ninth Heaven. They had a terrible past in the ancient times and were the most beloved descendants of the Fairy Mother.

The four women stood in the east, west, south, and north, presenting a bright red jade pot and a cup, intending to create a forbidden realm of "a thousand reds weeping and ten thousand beauties grieving".

Yan Ming didn't speak, his gaze sweeping over the fairy maiden with a terrifying killing intent. What a magnificent medicinal plant she was.

"I am known as the Dream-Intoxicated Fairy, a descendant of the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm. I am truly stunning, but my disrespect for the forbidden area has destined me to perish today. Know that the Emperor cannot be insulted!"

The delicate fairy maiden had jet-black hair and a pair of autumn-water eyes looking down at Yan Ming. She was as thin as a willow branch, but her aura was terrifying, as if she could split the sky.

“Lord Yama, we know you are amazing, having defied those who were about to attain enlightenment, but in the end, you only relied on the power of the Emperor's weapon. Now that the Heavenly Tribulation is approaching, once the Dao weapon of the Heavenly Venerable Lingbao undergoes its tribulation, even a Great Perfection Holy Body cannot protect you.” Another woman, the Golden Maiden of Sorrow, was graceful and elegant, with a face like a silver basin, eyes like water apricots, and wearing a light yellow silk cotton dress. She had a kind of natural and simple charm.

The fifth one is an ancient beast, its head held high, resembling a divine lion. Its body is covered in shimmering crimson light, so dazzling that it is impossible to open one's eyes. It is the mount of that ancient emperor, a blood-red divine lion of the eighth level of heaven.

"You dare to target ancient supreme beings at the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm? Are you trying to force your way into the forbidden zone by making you undergo two more tribulations?" Blood Lion shook his head, his aura powerful, and said, "That's too much. I know you have extraordinary talent and the potential to achieve great success, but that requires a transformation at the ninth level of the Heavenly Realm. You haven't reached that point yet. If you don't succeed in a day, you will have to bow your head. This is not a disgrace, but you don't understand this principle. You deserve to perish."

Their appearance was quite significant. In the past, we wouldn't have bothered with them, but if we were to become complete enemies, the terrifying power of the forbidden zone would be enough to kill anyone.

Thousands of years ago, the golden crow had already reached the point of almost attaining enlightenment, yet it was still filled with fear, feeling as insignificant as an ant in the face of the ancient supreme beings. After its Great Dao Immortal Platform was damaged, it endured a long period of hardship before Yan Ming managed to take advantage of the situation.

In fact, what these quasi-emperors said was true. The risk of using imperial weapons during the Heavenly Tribulation always existed. Although the Heaven-Deceiving Array Pattern was powerful, it had its limits.

It's almost impossible to kill the woodcutter like we did last time.

"In the past, before I entered this realm, I fought against powerful enemies all the way, and I needed the help of imperial weapons to achieve victory." Yan Ming said softly, as if he was somewhat emotional.

Then, his eyes suddenly blazed with intensity, and he said, "Now that my foundation is solid, imperial artifacts are no longer necessary for me. To deal with you, I no longer need to rely on external objects; that's trivial. I only need to slaughter you!"

Its sound shook the world, arrogant beyond measure. The entire starry sky roared along with it, spreading to all regions. Countless cultivators trembled upon hearing it, their blood and qi resonating as if they were about to shout it out.

This is Yan Ming's immortal spirit: standing proudly above the world, looking down upon all under heaven. From the moment he was born until now, he has never feared the strong, always striving to fight against them and win.

At this moment, he was like an ancient sun god, looking down upon the vast earth, his magnificence unparalleled.

The four female quasi-emperors immediately changed color, having a bad premonition. The Crimson Divine Lion made its move immediately, not giving Yan Ming time to undergo the tribulation, and trying to nip it in the bud.

No one could stop this battle, and it broke out!

"Sizzle," "Sizzle"...

The field formed by the six peerless masters roared with devastation, and boundless chains spread out like mercury, burning into a dazzling brilliance, terrifying beyond compare and awe-inspiring.

However, the battle was not as intense and protracted as expected, presenting a different picture.

"Om!"

Yan Ming was like a monarch breaking free of his shackles, unleashing his full power. Nothing in the world could stop him. With a single roar, he reduced the Ten Directions Star Domain to ashes. The weapon of the Bodhi Fairy was also directly shattered, and the fragments fell, turning into the most terrifying meteor shower, destroying many regions.

This shocked everyone, even the ancient supreme beings in the Immortal Tomb!
This doesn't seem like a prodigy from the sixth level of heaven; he's practically a peak quasi-emperor about to attain enlightenment. How could he be so outrageous?

The targeted Fairy of Crossing Hatred turned pale, her mind shaken by the roar; she was not even in the same league as the Holy Spirit opposite her.

The aura emanating naturally from the opponent's physical body collapsed the heavens and earth, destroying countless runes. This was the key to forming the 'A Thousand Crimsons Weep, Ten Thousand Beauties Grieve' formation, yet it was broken.

"Is it a divine restriction? I'm not reconciled! I'm just a lower-realm cultivator!" The white-clad quasi-emperor gritted her teeth and used all her strength to unleash the forbidden secret technique she had mastered.

But the enemy moved too fast, like a phoenix emerging from the abyss, their speed astonishing, creating a hurricane in the universe that shattered many stars.

Yan Ming appeared, and even with blood flowing from his body, he still looked down upon the mortal world. The purple spear in his hand cleaved through the nine heavens. He wore a black silk Taoist robe, which was intricate and ancient. He came in with golden light, surpassing all the gods, as if he was about to ascend to immortality.

He chanted the true incantation and used a great supernatural power, his primordial spirit boundless, to suppress the mean fairy maiden known as 'Bodhi of Salvation from Hatred' into the Twenty-Four Heavens.

The Venerable Zhongqing, who also belonged to the sixth heaven, was horrified. She was captured by a large sleeve and suppressed with a flick of her finger. No matter how she resisted, it was useless.

Others wanted to help, but how could they possibly arrive in time?
With a single strike of his spear, Yan Ming tore through the encirclement, sending the Dream Fairy flying. With a clang, he clashed head-on with the Sorrowful Golden Maiden. The blood lion, which was being suppressed by the Dao Thought Bell, coughed up blood and strode into the battlefield. The three supreme experts could not stop him even a step!
At this moment, he was like a Daoist master resurrected, peerless and unparalleled, his black hair and black robes dominating the world, with no rivals!

The so-called encirclement and calamity seemed to have vanished, leaving only the radiant light of the Twenty-Four Heavens!
(End of this chapter)