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

Chapter 270 The Holy Body Inheritance of the Dark Heavenly Court, Catching an Imperial Weapon Barehand

Ye Tong nodded upon hearing this, and exchanged a glance with the Holy Body. The two were at similar levels and their rise to power was very close.

He said, “My third son married a member of the Daoist Yin lineage. Some time ago, they had a daughter who has excellent solar blood, but unfortunately her yin blood is much weaker and she is unable to generate chaos. Otherwise, she would be a perfect match for the innate holy body Dao embryo. If you don’t mind, I am willing to act as matchmaker.”

Ye Fan's expression was somewhat complicated. He glanced at his daughter in the crowd. She was standing behind Yan Ming, wearing a wide, retro-style robe. Her black, gem-like eyes were very intelligent. She bowed to her father.

When the Overlord Body lineage wreaked havoc on the Big Dipper, Xiao Zi was rescued by the Heavenly Court, and there has been little news of her since.

Now, seeing her again, his daughter has grown up and become the Great Sage. Missing out on her growth is something Ye Fan finds hard to let go of.

Ye Fan and his Daoist partner agreed to the suggestion of a solar body, their hearts filled with intense paternal love.

The future is too dangerous, so providing extra protection for the child is a good thing for both parties.

"This is the Beginningless Sutra..."

Yan Ming stood with his hands behind his back. This was not the first time he had seen the stone scripture. He had visited it in Purple Mountain a long time ago. In the novel "Covering the Sky," it was mentioned that nine pieces of imperial jade were needed to open it.

But now he has come to follow Ye Yishui.

There is also the Divine Phoenix Elixir of Immortality.

The reason for this is probably that the path to immortality is about to begin, and the deity of the Beginningless Bell has been revived, thus taking control of everything.

Less than twenty years have passed since that earth-shattering event!
A rare gathering ensued, and a banquet was held. Ye Zi was very active, always holding her younger brother. Over the years, she had become Yang Yi's disciple and later followed Zhen Mi in cultivation. She was a Saint Body whose reputation was not well-known in the Dark Heavenly Court.

Ye Fan, Duan De, Hei Huang, and Long Ma sat down at a table to reminisce about their glorious past.

After a night of heavy drinking, the music ended and everyone dispersed. The abducted fairy maiden put down her zither and glimpsed a hidden corner of the Heavenly Court, which filled her with amazement.

The successor of Wushi, that powerful and unforgettable emperor!

Then she shook her head, saying that when it came to domineering, the one who captured her was even more so than Wushi.

"Once this demon reaches his full potential, I'm afraid he'll dare to storm into the Immortal Tomb and run rampant." The woman in the white dress sighed, thinking of those old friends in the Immortal Tomb. Her memories were being reviewed, and given Yama's nature, something unspeakable might happen in the future.

Before long, she felt relieved, thinking that her other companion had 'escaped'.

Before long, the palace ladies filed out, and several attendants helped the limp, golden maiden out. The fairy maiden who cried out in sorrow, in this prison, had no end to her sorrow, and no amount of guidance from her could help her...

The little boy was precocious, and his temperament became more and more stable after experiencing the dream.

Although he was young, he was very intelligent and learned everything very quickly, constantly breaking various records set by the ancients during his childhood.

Beside Ye Yishui came a three-year-old girl from the Yang lineage of the Daoist clan. She appeared intelligent and quick-witted, and had a beautiful and adorable appearance.

A woman three years older than her husband is considered a lucky match!
Ye Yishui didn't get the gold brick, but she did obtain the Qilin Golden Pill. A quasi-emperor from the Heavenly Court personally dissolved the divine pill to help her build her foundation.
Ye Zi walked over and saw Ye Yishui looking so mature for his age. She was displeased and pinched his chubby face hard with both hands, saying, "Don't look so gloomy. You are my family. No matter how big the problem is, it's not your place to take the blame."

She didn't want her younger brother to bear the burden of the Wushi lineage.

The bodies of the Western Emperor and his Daoist companion were burned to ashes by the flames of the ancient universe. Naturally, the remnants of the Beginningless could not be hidden and were taken away by the big black dog.

The chance to see his old master again was on the night Ye Yishui was born, when the Black Emperor stood on the Milky Way and howled all night long...

"I know, sister." The little boy blushed and nodded repeatedly. He had long eyelashes and looked like a porcelain doll, but he still showed awe in the face of his elder sister's authority.

Ye Zi wanted to say something more, but then she saw the black dog again. She immediately rushed out using the Xingzi Secret Technique, and a divine purple-gold whip tore through the void, ferocious and terrifying.

"My dear niece, please don't hit me, please don't hit me! Let's talk this out. I have my reasons..." The Black Emperor was still lively and energetic. It had just received twenty lashes at the start of the fight and was almost beaten to the ground.

Ye Zi is making things difficult for it, like she's playing Ni Ge!

Where did this female Tyrannosaurus Rex come from?!
Sure enough, even those of the Human Race's Holy Body lineage, after being raised by that Golden Crow, would undergo a drastic change in temperament, becoming the same in every way.

Yang Xi's infamous holy body has spread throughout the heavens!

This female cadaver is equally cruel!
The following year, Jiang Tingting gave birth to triplets: the Eighth Golden Crow, the Ninth Golden Crow, and the Tenth Golden Crow. That night, astonishing phenomena occurred. The entire star field was shrouded by the Fusang Divine Tree, with ten suns hanging high and boundless solar fire sweeping across the sky.

The Black Emperor lamented that it would be wonderful if there were a female Golden Crow.

Of course, having Ye Tong as a backer isn't necessarily a bad thing, but becoming Yan Ming's son-in-law would open up even more possibilities for Ye Yishui.

People came in droves, many of them coming to the Heavenly Court to offer their congratulations. Even the forbidden areas sent envoys to offer their congratulations, referring to the Ten Golden Crows as the Holy Spirit Princes.

In recent years, Yan Ming has rarely made a move, but his authority has only grown stronger.

Even the restricted area believes that he will soon achieve great success, and even if the path to immortality is about to open, it will not affect this result.

Ye Fan also came and presented a generous gift!
"Traces of the immortal flame." Yan Ming revived, his golden eyes, seemingly melting the void, fixated on that cluster of immortal flames.

They have been sending people to search for it for years, but have yet to find it.

"Where?" Yan Ming's primordial spirit glowed, and with a wave of his sleeve, all four killing swords that had been hanging high in the four corners of the Heavenly Court flew over. The divine array diagram condensed into a sword sheath, absorbing the boundless baleful energy into it.

His current Dao fruit can be described as astonishing. His comprehension over the years has further enhanced his combat power. At this moment, just standing in front of Ye Fan, the latter felt an immense pressure, and even his powerful Saint Body was about to crack.

No wonder it is widely rumored that this is not the Holy Spirit who is about to achieve great perfection, but the Imperial Fire Spirit who is returning to its rightful place.

Ye Fan sighed softly and recounted a past event. During his travels on Earth, he made a trip to Yinghuo, where he had a period of weakness.

"I saw traces of immortal fire at the Eye of the Demon Sea, but something was hidden inside that gave my soul a warning, and I didn't want to stay there for even a moment longer," Ye Fan said truthfully, his expression very solemn. He indicated that if they were to go, it would be best to ask the Great Perfection Holy Body to accompany them.

"If we can find Duan De, along with the Devouring Demon Jar..." he claimed that this would ensure everything would be foolproof.

Yan Ming nodded, pointed to a sword, wrote a decree, and then stamped it with three Dao marks: the Immortal-Slaying Gourd, the Taiyin Seal, and the Map of Mountains and Rivers, in order to summon someone.

A few dozen breaths later, Fatty Duan, who was digging a grave deep in space, was captured.

The latter looked like he had just eaten a dead rat, his face contorted in a mournful expression. He had just been chasing after the Emperor's Source, which was an extraordinary immortal destiny!

Especially after learning that the Holy Body needed the Devouring Demon Jar, the fat Taoist priest was furious and wished he could swallow Ye Fan whole.

"I missed out just like that! I hate it!" Duan De pounded his chest and stomped his feet, howling in despair.

Ye Fan has tasted the flavor of the Emperor's Source, but he hasn't yet, so why now of all times?

"Why go to such lengths?" Yan Ming shook his head. Since it involved the Immortal Flame, he didn't mind making an extra trip.

His voice wasn't loud, but it possessed a powerful aura of authority. This was the 'power' nurtured by the true blood of the immortals, extremely ancient and incredibly strong, like a born immortal king descending to earth.

"Buzz!" A golden road pierced through the nine heavens, sweeping across the Heavenly Court. It was so wide that it pierced through the Milky Way. Ye Fan and Duan De were shocked to find that Yan Ming's true body did not move. A ray of soul light stepped out on the golden divine path, and wisps of Emperor-level aura emanated from the palace and reached the sky, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

This method, this divine power, is unparalleled, having touched upon the laws of the imperial way, causing everyone's heart to tremble. Who can rival it?

This is a method that is close to the supreme level; even a peak quasi-emperor would find it difficult to achieve!

With a hum, the golden crow phantom that had appeared earlier, also known as the illusory god, emerged wielding the Immortal-Slaying Gourd. Then everything vanished, and the waterfall-like light, along with the illusory god, traversed the golden path and plunged into the depths of the universe.

After a hundred breaths, the Divine Path returned, and the Immortal-Slaying Gourd spun rapidly, swallowing a ball of Emperor Source, which was the same ball that had appeared in the original timeline.

The moment he captured it, Yan Ming felt something, as if he had become entangled with something through cause and effect.

"Before I attained enlightenment, I saw a glimpse of future turmoil, and my obsession with it lingered..." He couldn't help but shake his head; this cause and effect had little impact on him.

When that moment of bloodshed finally arrives!
He would take the initiative to hunt for supreme-level medicines. The so-called Dark Turmoil was too mild; it slaughtered the weak. How much life force would he have to devour to be comparable to a royal-level expert?
"Let's go."

Yan Ming briefly grasped the essence of the Emperor's Origin, but didn't pay much attention to it. He tossed it to Duan De and headed to the Eye of the Fire Star to retrieve the 'Immortal Fire'.

The group returned to Mars. Yan Ming had been here before, slaughtering countless people, breaking through the Yin-Yang Prison, and killing the Great Sage. To him, this place was nothing more than an 'oil-producing area'.

Once he advances to the Quasi-Emperor level, these demons will be of little use to him.

At Jiang Yifei's suggestion, Yin Yang Di was used as a prison to hone the skills of future generations.

The quasi-emperor-level pheasant was given preferential treatment and released. After undergoing a dark transformation, it finally shed its pheasant form and became a colorful phoenix.

Someone advised him that preserving his true form was not without its advantages. As the most powerful chicken demon in this realm, he would be blessed with good fortune, which would help him turn misfortune into good luck.

The pheasant was deeply moved and almost shed tears.

It immediately tried to kill the old geezer who had spoken, but suffered a crushing defeat. If someone hadn't come to its rescue, it would have almost become barbecue fodder.

It was only later that it was learned that the person was an ancestor of the Sun Clan, whose spirit was sometimes present and sometimes absent, and who was quite talkative. All it could say was "bad luck," as it was simply too dangerous to offend.

In fact, the name "pheasant" remained fixed. Even though it transformed into a phoenix, several senior ancestors still called it a pheasant.

Perhaps it had experienced too much, and it had come to a profound understanding. It didn't care about being called a pheasant at all. Even if other weaker creatures called it that, it would just smile and not take it to heart.

Because it has transformed into a colorful phoenix, the debt of gratitude owed to Yan Jun can never be repaid...

The ancient planet Mars was obviously much larger than it is now, but due to a dramatic change, it shrank rapidly, became dry and barren, revealing a hidden world inside.

Yan Ming used a great supernatural power, using Ye Fan as a base to trace back to the past and saw that cluster of enchanting immortal flames.

"It's here after all." His forehead glowed, locking onto the aura of the immortal fire, and then his hands flew rapidly, attempting to forcefully descend across multiple dimensions.

A flurry of golden particles drifted by, and a gate of order opened, leading directly to the bottom. Inside, it was completely empty, devoid of water, with a vast ocean covering it from above, preventing it from falling.

The ground was covered with skeletons and the cold bodies of living beings, stretching as far as the eye could see, like being in the underworld.

"There are corpses left behind by supreme beings!" Duan De exclaimed in shock, suddenly looking into the distance. This endless battlefield contained boundless yin energy and a wisp of vibrant life force. Anyone would know that there was great danger here.

Ye Fan took out the Devouring Demon Jar and held it in his hand, just in case.

He is close to becoming a quasi-emperor, but he has accumulated less experience. He may need to undergo tribulation in another ten years or so.

As the three approached the core area, Yan Ming made a move, using his great power to open the remaining seal, breaking through the thick yin mist and revealing the truth. Otherwise, even the Heavenly Eye could block such a thing.

At the moment the seal was broken, he sensed that there was more than one passage here, with other spacetime nodes faintly visible, connecting to the depths of the universe.

Deep inside was a magnificent palace, surrounded by countless corpses, but one stood out, lying in front of the palace gate.

A vermilion bird, as red as blood, majestic and powerful, exuding a terrifying aura.

Everyone was astonished, and Duan De felt a chill run down his spine. This was the Lord of the Divine Court. Before that great battle, he fought a bloody battle with the Undying Empress and disappeared in the end. They never expected him to appear here.

A quasi-emperor of the Ninth Heaven, who was about to attain enlightenment, died here.

He was already lying dead, but the blood essence in his body was still there; he had died not long ago.

Inside the magnificent palace, there are three severed arms and half a head, not belonging to the same person, and the air is thick with the marks of time.

"The flesh and blood of an unparalleled being..." Duan De's face turned pale, knowing that it definitely contained the most terrifying being in all of eternity.

He had entered the Demon Emperor's Tomb and knew that aura and flesh belonged to an ancient supreme being. However, now the blood essence was gone and the imperial laws had been obliterated, so that the supreme majesty could no longer be felt, leaving only that unique aura.

"Immortal Fire." Yan Ming ignored everything else; his golden eyes were fixed on the small tree with runes in front of him.

A radiant phoenix, composed entirely of runes, flew out from a small tree about half a meter tall, soaring and circling, standing in opposition to some terrifying aura.

In the center of the palace, there was a blood-red fleshy ball, which also resembled a large cocoon. Opposite it was a majestic figure, with unparalleled elegance, sitting opposite the blood ball. Between them were chaotic laws of the Great Dao.

Yan Ming's eyes flickered slightly, and he understood what this meant.

The Great Emperor Wushi was powerless to attend to other matters and was eventually forced to leave, leaving behind a Dharma body to restrain him... However, this Dharma body looks like it is about to collapse.

No wonder when Ye Fan came here hundreds of years later in "Covering the Sky," he saw the Boundless Bell suppressing everything.

Everything has a cause and effect!
“Knock, knock…”

The immortal flames flickered, sensing Yan Ming's presence, and immediately prepared to leave.

"Immortal Fire, where are you going? Follow me!" Yan Ming spread his five fingers and grabbed the Immortal Fire, which was trying to escape.

During the process, his fingers were burned and cracked, bleeding profusely, but he still managed to hold on. His flesh melted away, but his Daoist bones remained, stabilizing the immortal fire for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the Immortal-Slaying Gourd flew out, devouring the heavens and the earth, and contained the flames inside.

Throughout the entire process, Duan De and Ye Fan felt as if they were witnessing a myth, and their own palms were numb and tingling.

"Bare-handedly fighting against celestial fire, this is a quasi-emperor of the sixth level of heaven?!"

"This flame is said to have been forged in the Desolate Tower. If true, it would undoubtedly be a supreme-level celestial artifact, yet it was captured. In other words..."

The two exchanged a glance, their lips trembling, and simultaneously came up with an unbelievable idea.

At this moment, Yan Ming might actually be able to catch an imperial weapon with his bare hands!
(End of this chapter)