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

Chapter 278 Immortal Bell Suppresses the Gods, Holy Spirit Great Perfection
"boom!"

A dazzling light burst forth from the desolate forbidden land, tearing through the void and revealing a passage from which a vast shower of immortal light flew out.

Silently, a figure appeared before the Divine Ruins. A supreme being had arrived, pursuing immortality and the Dao, defying the heavens for life, striving for immortality and eternal life. If he missed this chance, he might never have another one.

The Forbidden Zone of Heaven trembled, the Sea of ​​Reincarnation surged, and Dao patterns exploded like thunder. The other two Supreme Beings appeared.

Never before in history have seven ancient emperors gathered together like this. Just by standing there, they seem to destroy the vast world and the entire universe. Their terrifying aura is felt even in the deepest parts of the universe.

The curtain rises, and the most chaotic era begins!
"The right time and the right place have appeared. Charge in!" The Qilin Emperor's face was cold. He raised his brilliant dreamlike blue-gold staff and was the first to move. He charged into the huge crack and crashed into the tightly closed, majestic city gate, launching his most powerful attack.

Throughout the entire ordeal, he never once glanced at the location of the Immortal Ruins, even though there were a bunch of descendants there.

"Hey!"

Amidst the turbulent winds and clouds, in a mysterious ancient realm, a blazing radiance blooms with immortal auspicious light. The copper flowers of time roar and swirl, and a golden crow, its body seemingly forged from the gold of the Dao Tribulation, soars into the sky, covering the heavens and shaking the past, present, and future.

Ahead, a beam of celestial light swayed, revealing a large bell with endless runes imprinted on its surface. Each ancient rune possessed a unique power.

Upon seeing it, Yan Ming felt his blood surge and resonate with it inexplicably. He immediately activated the Heaven-Piercing Immortal-Burning Technique, burning his blood to chase after it.

"Boom!"

The celestial bell, shrouded in chaotic energy, burst forth with radiance, piercing through endless galaxies and surging towards the cosmic sea. Suddenly, the bell rang out, its clear and resonant sound shaking the very soul.

The two holy bodies in front changed color, their souls almost being shaken out. Even as powerful as they were, they had to do their best to fight back and use imperial artifacts to stabilize the platform.

"More terrifying than the Desolate Tower, the Immortal Bell specifically targets the soul. Without the primordial spirit, one can achieve enlightenment through an alternative path, making it difficult to contend with." In an instant, the Holy Cliff's Holy Body changed color, and the black blood within its body began to boil, displaying a different kind of radiance.

Rumor has it that the Desolate Tower once killed a Great Perfection Saint Body, and it is even believed to be able to suppress and kill a Great Emperor!! (Chapter 1517 Kunlun Remnants)
However, for those who are experts in the physical cultivation path, the Immortal Bell's restraint is too great.

It's rare for someone with the Great Accomplishment Holy Body to admit defeat. He had encountered the Desolate Tower and clashed with the Undying Heavenly Blade in his previous life, but now he felt that this bell was even more terrifying, a true weapon of mass destruction for people like them.

Rather fight against the desolate tower, than see the immortal bell toll again.

But there is no room for retreat in this battle. People like them, once they choose to emerge into the world, will stick to it to the end, even if it means dying a hundred times without regret!

With a clang, one piece of golden immortal armor after another flew over, shining brightly and dazzlingly. They had already truly come back to life and were now embedded in the sacred body's altar, covering the black and gold figure.

The other person was also clad in a Vajra-like robe, his primordial spirit was armed, and an astonishing celestial light emanated from his forehead, illuminating the heavens.

"boom!"

Yan Ming had already been empowered by the Divine Emperor's Robe. At this moment, his Immortal Platform was in harmony with the Dao, as if countless suns were burning, their light shaking the heavens and shooting out from the top of his head, startling the universe.

The three kings surround the Nine Li tribes, their laws flowing like a waterfall, locking down the six directions and eight wastelands, seeking to hunt the immortal bell.

"The aura of the Immortal Realm..."

To everyone's surprise, the celestial bell spoke, the deities within returned to their places, the bell tolled melodiously, and chaotic light emanated, producing a clear and melodious sound.

The spirit of the immortal artifact noticed the aura of the Heaven-Piercing Immortal-Burning Technique and was somewhat moved, but did not stop.

With a hum, the Milky Way exploded, transforming into a stream of light that flew over and then pressed down, the bell's mouth expanding to envelop and completely cover the three people below.

"kill!"

At that moment, Yan Ming soared into the sky, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and forcefully threw out the Immortal-Slaying Gourd. The other two kings also activated their ultimate weapons, striking the immortal weapon. At the point of impact, nothing could stop them, and even the great stars turned to dust.

The celestial bell showered down beams of light, and Yan Ming summoned the Blood Gourd to withstand the attack, unleashing almost all of his previously hidden power.

"Boom!"

The bell tolled softly, and the laws swept down. This was not an attack like a knife or sword, but a crushing force, as if the entire starry sky was pressing down to grind Yan Ming into mincemeat.

"Boom..."

Yan Ming was under immense pressure. He was indeed still lacking in experience and had not yet undergone tribulation. Now, facing the Immortal Bell, his entire body was on the verge of disintegration.

If his body had not been forged by the Undying Scripture, if it had not been so tough, and if it had not been tempered by immortal fire beforehand, it would have been extremely difficult to withstand it. It was too powerful. In an instant, Yan Ming bled, and even his undying body was cracking. The blood fell and flowed with a pale golden luster.

Even the supreme and indestructible Immortal Golden Bone crackled, and Great Dao wounds appeared on its outermost layer, almost shattering the entire body.

"His Majesty!"

"Ancient Ancestor!"

Inside the Dark Heavenly Court, some people's expressions changed, and a group of quasi-emperors, old friends, and crow elf followers were extremely nervous, their hearts in their throats.

This is a legendary supreme immortal artifact, possessing a terrifying reputation, which even those with a fully developed holy body are extremely wary of.

Once Yan Ming falls, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths will undergo a great change. Among the several forbidden beings, only he can communicate and interact with them; the others, even if they are quasi-emperors, are nothing more than ants.

Even the ancient princes couldn't help but tremble, feeling that this was going too far. They hadn't accumulated enough strength to directly confront the Immortal Bell; one wrong move and they would be shattered to pieces.

The only saving grace is that the Immortal Bell is not a relentless, all-out battle; it remains suspended in the air, never advancing any further.

"boom!"

It is unknown how much time has passed. Yan Ming used all sorts of secret techniques to resist the falling immortal light. He even transformed into his true form, with a golden crow head formed from a Dao Tribulation Golden Crow supporting the entire sky, barely managing to lift the immortal bell.

The two sacred bodies were separated and could not break into the Immortal Bell Domain.

There, the light shone brightly, and a large bell rang out, breaking the eternal tranquility.

At the edge of chaos, the three kings faced the immortal bell, and the seven immortals also embarked on their journey to immortality.

Everyone moved, attacking together. At this moment, the Heavenly Venerable Sword, the Ancient Emperor's Artifact, the Imperial Weapon, and the fluctuations shook the heavens. Immortal light shone, and the seven forbidden beings reigned supreme, jointly seeking the path to immortality.

With a deafening roar, the sky seemed to collapse and the earth to split open as they charged in.

Within that great rift, various laws intertwine, capable of shattering quasi-emperors and contending with great emperors. The true path to immortality appears, but it is not an easy road; rather, it is a deadly trap.

The only way forward is through Tao and Dharma!
"The ancient stars have fallen to the west throughout the ages!" The ancient emperor, whose Daoist robes were adorned with the sun, moon, and stars, shouted. His words became law, severing the ancient immortal path and shattering the foundations of all paths. Only his Dao blossomed, transforming into primordial stars that pierced through the distance and struck the magnificent city.

"The Dao severs the two realms!"

The Qilin Emperor roared, wielding a blue-gold divine staff that shone brilliantly. He single-handedly suppressed the eight wastelands of the universe, and with a wave of his imperial weapon, he instantly cleaved the Immortal Path into two realms.

Ahead, those gods and demons were extremely powerful, all formed from the most powerful laws of the Great Dao. Theoretically, they could fight against any living being or the strongest being. Unfortunately, they were all cut in two before the Qilin Ancient Emperor.

"One sword can sweep away the world!"

The old Taoist priest from the Immortal Mausoleum roared, his voice echoing through the heavens. His entire body glowed, the chaotic energy dissipated, revealing a bronze-colored face, a voice like a golden bell, gray hair, and an old Taoist robe—truly ancient clothing from the mythical era. With a hum, the immortal sword that had been resting on his knees flew up. With a single strike, the universe and stars lost their color, the heavens and earth were split open, and even the path to immortality collapsed.

With a soft "whoosh," the immortal sword swept across, sending blood and flesh flying, shattering all the immortal figures in front of it into nameless corpses and blood mist in the catastrophe.

Conquering the Immortal Path, the Seven Supreme Beings activated the Five-Colored Altar of the Big Dipper left behind by the Boundless Heavenly Venerable, constructing a vast Immortal Array. They destroyed the Immortal Gate, forcefully stormed in, crossed the World Sea, and after experiencing the tribulations of the mortal world, an aura of immortality swept over them, as if they had become immortals.

They rushed into the Chaos Cave at the end of the Immortal Path to prove their path to immortality.

As time went by, the great rift in the immortal realm slowly closed and began to disappear. The right time and the right place were about to pass, and this life was about to end!
At the critical moment, four beams of divine light burst forth from the other forbidden zones of life, convinced that there was hope of becoming immortals this time, and they were willing to risk their lives.

While the battle raged on the path to immortality, at the distant other shore, the immortal bell floated and sank, radiating boundless light, facing the immortal path from afar.

At this moment, Yan Ming finally sensed something. A certain power within his body was about to fluctuate, resonating with the immortal bell. A spell came to mind, and at the same time, the immortal bell imprint obtained from Yinghuo disintegrated, its rules overflowing and rushing towards his body.

This was comparable to a purgatory, with endless celestial bell symbols crushing in from all directions. Many of the runes were infiltrated from his indestructible body and added to him, making it seem as if ten thousand years had passed in an instant.

The young golden crow suddenly aged, its brilliant golden feathers dimmed and lost their luster. No matter how powerful a being is, it cannot withstand the judgment of time!

"boom!"

Parts of Yan Ming's body exploded, turning into clouds of blood mist. Even though he had cultivated the Undying Scripture and was known for his indestructible strength, he couldn't withstand such crushing force.

Only a bloodstained head remained, displaying the golden color of the Dao Tribulation, illuminating all the heavens!

But he did not perish; he continued to resist, chanting scriptures as his body was imbued with dark matter. Under the pressure, the Immortal Scripture sublimated and surged into another realm.

The next moment, amidst the terrifying primordial spirit bell waves, his immortal platform bones shone brightly, and all the blood mist gathered together, reassembling his immortal body. Moreover, strange fire surged, like a furnace, tempering his body!
"Unprecedented since ancient times, an immortal being who has not yet attained enlightenment cannot be killed by a single strike from the Immortal Bell." Ancient beings within the forbidden zone exclaimed in amazement.

To their astonishment, Yan Ming's Sendai was incredibly strong. It could withstand the impact of the Immortal Bell, its flesh melting away time and time again, but its most fundamental Dao bone remained intact and could be reassembled. Even if the body shattered, as long as the Sendai bone was preserved, there was always a chance to salvage the situation.

This is destruction, but if one does not die, it becomes a trial!
"This golden crow is indeed arrogant, daring to transform itself using the power of the immortal bell. It's a pity, this is only the beginning. Once the Dao Tribulation Immortal Platform bone is shattered, all will be over." In the forbidden area, a supreme being shook his head, not optimistic about Yan Ming's future.

However, he also acknowledged the Fire Spirit's talent, saying that if he were to go instead, the outcome might be worse, because the Bell Wave contained the laws of time, which was like 'poison' to beings like them, the most terrifying substance.

"It wasn't easy. If he hadn't been so determined to obtain the Immortal Bell, but had simply used this opportunity to temper his primordial spirit and physical body, he might have triggered the Great Perfection Holy Spirit Tribulation today."

"Having survived three tribulations in one fell swoop, achieving great success? Such a sight has never been seen in the Primordial Era."

"That's difficult too, it won't succeed!" Someone shook their head, their hostility running deep.

The celestial bell hangs high, and a strange fluctuation spreads, affecting the surrounding stars and causing them all to tremble, resonating with Yan Ming's chanting.

The golden crow's head shifted between the human body, flames, and the golden crow, covered with the marks of time, almost decaying, its primordial spirit imprint withering away—an irreversible process.

"Self-destruction? It seems I don't need to intervene." A voice, utterly indifferent, echoed from the depths of the Primordial Ancient Mine.

The other ancient supreme beings remained on the sidelines, not intervening. With two holy bodies protecting them, they couldn't break through.

However, at this moment, an extremely strong vitality suddenly appeared, so abruptly.

"puff!"

As the celestial bell sank, Yan Ming's newly restored body exploded again, leaving a bloody mess. However, a dazzling ribbon shot out from the top of his head, giving rise to a celestial lamp that hung high in the azure sky, echoing the celestial bell. Within it, the golden light of the twenty-four heavens soared into the sky, instantly engulfing the sea of ​​stars.

Inside that bell was an endless pool of imperial blood, like a vast ocean, brimming with vitality that shocked the world and left people in disbelief.

Yan Ming's withered body continued to crack, and drops of golden blood flowed out. Furthermore, the quasi-emperor's bones were crushed, and the Dao patterns were broken, splattering everywhere.

He was eliminating imperfections, and within that primordial spirit lamp, the Holy Spirit Emperor's blood surged like a waterfall, true blood dripping down and all flowing into his body, a terrifying sight.

Over the years, Yan Ming has been doing two things: first, refining his true blood, constantly drawing it out of his body and then sealing it, guarding it with the Purple Lamp Deity, and tapping into and squeezing out his own potential; second, refining his ancient holy spirit body, using the body of the Great Moon Slope Stone Spirit as a base, with powerful figures from all sides of the Heavenly Court coming out to pursue the relics of the past.

Many supreme beings in ancient history have had the feat of killing a Great Accomplished Holy Spirit. It is not impossible to find one if you really want to. Yao Guang in the underworld is also exerting his efforts, and finally enough weight has been gathered.

Now, the seal of the magic lamp has been broken, and the baptism of the Holy Spirit Emperor's blood, which has been fused and refined, is poured down like a vast ocean, returning to his flesh and blood!

Yan Ming's flesh and blood almost exploded, his bones broke and then reassembled, especially the golden patch inside his Sendai, which was the most precious primordial spirit blood, possessing the characteristics of Dao Tribulation Gold. Most importantly, he began to transform, his bones shattered and reborn, the state previously affected by the Immortal Bell was quickly stripped away, and his aged state was instantly changed!
Large amounts of blood and bone fragments were squeezed out, and his brow shone with light. His golden bones gleamed, and a slender yet terrifying body was being sculpted, flowing with celestial light.

"He's really about to succeed, to achieve great success at this crucial juncture," someone said, their expression filled with surprise. From this perspective, the Immortal Bell seemed to be helping him, maintaining its intensity without any change.

This is by no means the peak power of a celestial artifact. Under normal circumstances, that golden crow could withstand it, but if it were to unleash a truly dazzling attack, even a Dao Tribulation Golden Bone would shatter, and there would be no result.

"Boom!"

The heavens and earth began to stir, the Milky Way exploded, and lightning flashed at the very top of the sky, beginning to press down.

As his true blood returned to his body, his entire being began to flourish with vitality and undergo a physical transformation. The great tribulation of the Holy Spirit's attainment was about to arrive, and signs had already appeared!

On the path to immortality, even deep within the Chaos Cave, everyone felt immense pressure. The aura of the Borderland Starfield was terrifying, with both an immortal bell and a rising golden crow, its body scorched by raging flames, its Great Dao light shining forth without any concealment, impacting the heavens and the earth.

"They certainly picked a good time." A supreme being's hair danced wildly, wrapped in a dark shield, while the golden staff of tribulation in his other hand glowed, exuding an immortal demonic aura.

"He has reached this point in just over two hundred years since his birth; his talent is truly commendable! Perhaps he will arrive soon."

"Heh, it's just at the Great Completion stage. We've seen this kind of creature before. It's nothing in a real battle."

With the immortal gate shattered, the eyes of the several supreme beings who stepped onto the path flashed with cold light, their expressions indifferent. If they weren't on the path to immortality, they might have already made their move.

The Lord of Reincarnation, dressed in a cyan-gold robe of ascension, was the most powerful. That woman had stormed the Sea of ​​Reincarnation, and the karma between them was hard to erase. Now, she was merely suppressed by becoming an immortal.

They no longer care about the mortal world, braving the light and rain of immortality, willing to give up everything for the sake of becoming immortals!

An unsettling stillness pervaded the universe. The rift in the Immortal Path remained completely calm. Two groups of Supreme Beings entered one after another without making a sound, as if they had vanished into thin air. This ascension to immortality was far too uneventful, without a single ripple, making it feel unreal.

At the edge of chaos, Yan Ming's transformation ended, and he returned to his peak state. His body was like a jade fairy lamp, dazzling and radiant. His flesh and blood were transformed, which was the mark of a Great Perfection Holy Spirit!
His physical body was fully formed. Starting from the Sendai bone, the rules were outlined and arranged, and the incomplete and flawed aura of the Great Emperor began to be filled in, condensing the laws of the Imperial Way.
The only thing missing is the test from heaven!
But this does not diminish its power!

At this point, he possessed a sense of composure. Even burdened by the Immortal Bell and facing immeasurable calamities, he could still look down upon the heavens and the earth.

“You have a strong aura about you, similar to that of the Celestial Phoenix,” the Immortal Bell said, its voice filled with a sense of vicissitude.

"He comes from the Immortal Realm, while I was born from this primordial remnant world."

Yan Ming's hair flew freely, and wisps of imperial aura rose from his golden eyes, gradually revealing his power, which was even more terrifying than the two holy bodies not far away.

The celestial bell deity nodded, acknowledging this.

It possesses the laws of time and knows many secrets of the world.

"Although you were not born from Kunlun, you were born of true yang and belong to the same realm of spirits. If you wish to become an immortal, I can lend you a hand," the immortal bell transmitted, uttering these words.

(End of this chapter)