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

Chapter 29: Desire to Transcend, Comparable to the Master of the Coffin
"Will there be a Saint King? I'm looking forward to it!" A gleam of light flashed in Yan Ming's eyes.

As the divine power continued to surge out, the fairy lamp in Yan Ming's fairy platform became more and more sacred, emitting layers of fairy marks, wrapping up the little soul figure inside.

Zishan is very special. It was the Ancient Emperor Mountain in ancient times. Some of its secret areas are engraved with array patterns specifically used to conceal the energy, which are not easy to detect.

However, when a saint stands in the Pure Land and truly uses his heart to sense and search, many array patterns emerge and are seen through by the divine eyes.

An ancient talisman emerged from the void, rippling across it. It was very dilapidated and emitted a faint divine power.

The disaster ninety thousand years ago destroyed too many things.

Not only did all the powerful descendants of the Eight Divine Generals die, but the more crucial formation pattern was also severed and could not be connected together.

The original Quasi-Emperor Formation diagram and the Great Sage Killing Formation were gone, only ruins remained.

"No wonder." Yan Ming pursed his lips slightly.

Some of the immortals and saints in "The Great Ruler" led the imperial army to attack Zishan, which led to the emergence of many ancestral kings. One of the reasons was that most of the internal restrictions of the Ancient Emperor Mountain were broken, otherwise those little guys from the outside world would not be able to get in at all.

"Found... the second pure land!"

The next moment, the small void world hidden deep in the Purple Mountain encountered a major change. A fire god rushed in with great force. In an instant, the weak cried out and shook the sky, and those creatures that survived from ancient times kept crawling and bleeding.

Originally, they should have followed the emperor's descendants to look down on the world, with all the heroes prostrating themselves wherever they went.

But now, they are being harvested continuously.

The cause and effect of the decline of Ancient Emperor Mountain for millions of years originated ninety thousand years ago, and Yan Ming can only be regarded as adding fuel to the fire.

"When the day comes for reckoning, don't look for me." Clusters of divine flames of fire bloomed from Yan Ming's fingertips, and he killed with a snap of his fingers. Even a half-saint could not resist and was suppressed in an instant.

At the critical moment, the ancient ancestor king in the deepest part of the small world was resurrected and stopped the blood flow in the small world.

This is a purple-haired woman, her features are blurred, but there is a glow between her eyebrows. Through the purple mist, a purple cloud blooms, which is a Taoist seal.

Her skin is white and delicate, her figure is graceful and her face looks very delicate.

As the Queen Ancestor saw the scene of corpses strewn all over the Pure Land, her hair stood on end, a murderous look appeared on her face, she pulled hard at the void, raised a guzheng, and in an instant, her holy power was overwhelming, and she confronted the intruder.

"What do you intend to do by trespassing into the land of God?" the woman asked, her brow furrowed. She stopped at the critical moment and did not attack immediately.

She originally wanted to rush forward to kill, but her soul gave her a warning, and the figure opposite her made her feel extremely dangerous.

"Why? I just want to reach the highest point step by step. To become the most transcendent person, like the owner of the bronze coffin."

Yan Ming's voice was calm as he walked forward step by step. As the last word fell, the true fire of the sun filled the void and a powerful sacred aura burst out.

"Buzz!"

In the blink of an eye, the world changed, and a point of fairy light flew over, like a white feather, unparalleled and powerful, suppressing all the brilliance of this world.

Yan Ming was like a fairy sword drawn from its sheath. He stretched out one hand, carrying with him the energy of the end of the law, which turned into a golden crow claw and tore fiercely at the chest of the female ancestor king.

The Art of Flying Immortal is revealed!
This is an astonishing power. Once it blooms, it shatters the field and destroys all directions!
"Taboo, the breath of the ancient emperor!" The purple-haired ancestor king changed color, and his chest surged. He suddenly stepped back to avoid the golden crow's claws, but his skirt was still torn, revealing a light purple bra, or it would be more appropriate to call it armor.

Looking at the Queen, her eyes were filled with coldness. She was only a step away from disaster.

"Eight Demonic Sounds!"

She shook her bare hands, held the guzheng horizontally, and produced eight sound waves. The void was instantly shattered, and the clanging sounds seemed to contain the sound of thousands of troops.

"Although your realm is higher than mine, how can you know the power of the Dharma Ending Age?" Yan Ming spoke for the first time, his expression extremely cold. Even if the opponent was the Sixth Heaven Ancestral King, he was still strong. There would be no surprises in this battle.

"Boom!" The void trembled, and an illusory Taoist talisman flew out from above Yan Ming's head, horizontally in front of him, emitting a field that swallowed the sky and the earth, and completely dissolved all the sound waves.

Looking closely, the runes were constantly changing, vaguely like a pitch-black treasure bottle, whistling in all directions, emitting a profound Taoist rhyme.

"Another ancient imperial secret technique. Which ancient royal family are you from?" The female ancestor queen was frightened and recognized this unique aura.

"I'm a prisoner, why would I need to know?"

Yan Ming stepped forward, and a large number of white feathers rushed out, pure and sacred, which conflicted with the black Aquarius. It seemed very inconsistent, but it contained the power to turn decay into magic.

The sound waves shattered, and wisps of fairy light surged down. The guzheng was directly overturned, and the female ancestor queen screamed, because the Taoist priest had rushed in and broke the guzheng strings with one hand, and the sound of tearing silk shook the sky.

Yan Ming’s Tianxuan Step was pushed to its limit, touching the time realm and killing directly.

The two fought physically. Unlike her weak appearance, the purple-haired woman, after a panic at the beginning, quickly fought back, very ruthlessly. One of her slender thighs in the purple embroidered skirt shattered the void, and she wanted to kick the Taoist's head to pieces alive.

Yan Ming stepped forward, his golden crow claws reflecting a dazzling luster under the wrapping of the sun's true fire, and he confronted the female ancestor queen head-on.

In an instant, blood was gushing, and the clear purple blood fell. The woman stepped back, leaving three claw marks on her crystal white calf. The foot was trembling slightly, which was heart-wrenching.

But the opponent was cold-blooded and showed no sign of appreciation, continuing to attack mercilessly.

"How weak! Is this the Ancient Ancestor King?" Yan Ming shook his head, raised his hand and shattered the opponent's holy laws, repelling him. He shook his head and said, "If it were in today's world, could he survive the End of the Law?"

The female ancestor king had purple hair hanging down, her face showed pain, and her legs were tensed to allow the injured foot to flow smoothly with divine power. Her right forearm was stained with blood, and she was really no match for the opponent in close combat.

She gasped for breath, but her face still retained a cold and arrogant expression. She said in a cold voice, "The Eight Divine Generals cannot be insulted!"

"is it?"

Yan Ming's brows moved slightly, and a huge three-legged golden crow rushed out from behind him. Its divine feathers were dazzling and brilliant. It stretched out one foot, like thousands of devil mountains, strong and overbearing, trampling on the back of the female ancestor queen, forcing her to kneel on the ground.

"Surrender!"

The purple-haired woman screamed, her long skirt tore apart, revealing her fair jade back. Then the true fire of the sun surged down, forcing her to transform!
"Buzz!"

Accompanied by a sharp phoenix cry, rich purple-white divine light filled the air, and an ancient phoenix appeared. It was nine feet long, with purple wings, a white body, and black eyes, emitting an immortal brilliance.

This is an alien species that possesses some of the true blood of the ancient silver phoenix and is extremely magical and extraordinary.

Yan Ming turned over and sat cross-legged, ignoring his resistance and forcefully landing on his head. The huge Dharma image transformed into a chain of order and clanged down, locking the ancestor king's neck.

"You..." Ancient Feng cried, trying to escape, but was bound by the Sun's True Fire and the Chains of the End of the Law, unable to move at all.

"There is no eternal myth in the world. Ninety thousand years ago, all the strong men in the Ancient Emperor Mountain died, and only then did we come to this day." Yan Ming opened and closed his eyes and spoke slowly.

If there is still a great sage here, even without the ancient emperor's soldiers, he will turn around and leave.

Even after the death of Prince Tian in The Great Ruler, Zishan was unable to break away from the Saint King level. This shows the decline of the immortal lineage.

The stepmother in "Orphan and Widow" was so terrified that she rushed into the starry sky and never returned, not caring about the life or death of the "orphan". (In the original novel, there are stone carvings in Purple Mountain, recording the history of Wu Shi suppressing the Queen of Heaven, indicating that the Queen of Heaven once sealed herself in Purple Mountain and later left.)

"Buzz!"

The void cracked, and a huge green hand stretched out abruptly. All the laws of the holy way condensed in the palm of its hand, and terror was restrained.

There was another sword light, extremely cold and sharp, cutting through the sky, and the murderous aura penetrated the sky.

(End of this chapter)