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

Chapter 291 The Four Dark Emperors
At this moment, golden wings blotted out the sky, battle flags cascaded down like waterfalls, and the sacrificial cliff became the center of the universe.

Brilliant light shone, dazzling rays danced, and even the Ten Golden Crows were born. Divine flames soared into the sky, connecting the thirty-three heavens, demonstrating the power of the race.

This star field was incredibly terrifying, with the aura of various quasi-emperors surging, and Dharma forms and strange phenomena rising and falling one after another. One after another, great figures descended, and ancient people who had been in seclusion or in retreat emerged, gathering together in one hall.

When Yan Ming achieved great success and beheaded the six Dark Lords, his power and prestige were unparalleled, naturally boosting the Heavenly Court's influence and making it appear incomparably glorious.

From the ancestral temple, beams of divine rainbows soared into the sky, and all the imperial artifacts returned to their places. It was truly time to rebuild the glory of the ancient heavenly court and make it immortal in the mortal world.

"Hehe, wait for me, Sister Nannan..."

In the Heavenly Court, only two little girls could be so lively and unconcerned about the current grandeur. Ye Qingxian and the little girl were chasing and playing happily with each other.

Ye Zi and Ye Yishui looked after them and guarded them to prevent them from going too far and running into the forbidden area.

The little girl's identity is special, needless to say.

Born a saint, Qing Xian'er surpasses her master and possesses terrifying power.

"Perhaps this generation will produce a Heavenly Emperor even more powerful than the Emperor Venerable!"

"Even forbidden beings like the Mythical Celestial Venerable and the Master of the Divine Ruins have been eliminated. Who can rival us? Even if Wushi were to be reborn or the Azure Emperor were to return, we couldn't do it."

Along the way, many sages were discussing that the Dark Heavenly Court had clearly become the orthodox authority in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Even though it had only been established for a short time, the light it shone was comparable to that of the ancient Heavenly Court in the mythological era. It commanded the world, and no one dared to disobey.

Let alone worldly affairs, even the forbidden areas throughout history would be difficult to maintain in this lifetime.

Things are different now. Everyone knows that the Dark Heavenly Court will inevitably rise above all the forbidden zones of life. Yan Ming has just passed his tribulation and has already quelled the most terrifying dark turmoil in history, annihilating six supreme beings in one battle. This is comparable to a true immortal descending to earth, which is unbelievable.

"That person... actually went this far!"

"It seems like it's only been two hundred years!"

At the Burial Emperor Star, some people sighed, remembering that they had once shared the same starry sky with Yan Ming.

At that time, the other party was a lofty ancient sage, an invincible fire spirit walking in the mortal world, unmatched in the five realms, and even families that had produced ancient emperors had to bow their heads.

However, compared to today, it is still too incredible!
A forbidden existence! What does that mean? Who in the world can rival him? He can awe all the geniuses of the ages, and make their ancestors look up to him and submit to him!
Two hundred years later, the Great Achievement of Heaven will be the first in all time, unprecedented since the beginning of mythology, and unmatched by any race.

At the same time that the ancestral star of the Overlord was swept aside, many people were sleepless, especially those who had met Yan Mingxiang before. Looking at the starry sky, they felt regret.

The Fighting Saint King, his white hair disheveled, sighed. From the former master of Mount Sumeru to the now disgraced monk, and now to the desolation of the world, with all his past acquaintances gone, what kind of state of mind must this be? But when he looked at that lofty figure, burning and shining like a god, illuminating the entire universe, he could only remain silent.

He was a demonic monkey who had been released into the Buddhist community, and a sinner of the Fighting Holy Ape clan. He was deliberately exiled, and no one cared about him.

The other person, however, rose rapidly to prominence, his name and title destined to be sung for eternity, leaving a lasting mark on history. This was only the beginning.

More powerful individuals are opening domain gates to go to the Sun Emperor Domain to pay homage to the invincible one of this era. This was a privilege reserved for the Great Emperors of the past, while Yan Ming was merely at the Great Perfection of the Ninth Heaven.

But nobody cares about that anymore.

Even the ancient supreme beings in the forbidden zones of life attach great importance to this; he is an existence even more terrifying than the great emperors of the past.

Those who have karmic ties with Yan Ming in the past should think twice and be wary, even the ancient emperors are no exception, because Yan Ming really can suppress and kill them.

Some people were terrified, their souls filled with extreme fear.

They were once the most noble people in the world, their fathers were supreme beings, but now, their protector has fallen, killed by Yan Ming.

In other eras, the forbidden zones were heavily fortified, ensuring safety and security, so that even a human emperor could not break in.

But this life is different. Given that demon's personality, he is very likely to break into the forbidden zone and wipe them all out.

However, things did not go as the forbidden zone had imagined.

The two Holy Bodies went to destroy the Ancestral Star of the Overlord Body, and Yan Ming did not return to Earth after the battle, nor did he come to the Northern Dipper Life Forbidden Zone, nor did he even appear in this world.

A month later, from the depths of the outer realm, a golden river flew in, becoming a divine road that led directly to the Heavenly Court, where Yan Ming descended.

He concealed his aura very well, not releasing even a trace of it, otherwise even a quasi-emperor would not have been able to withstand it.

After returning to the capital, Yan Ming did not visit his wives, concubines, or children. Instead, he ventured deep into the Immortal Ruins with a clear objective: to meet the Western Queen Mother, whose features were so exquisite that she seemed unreal.

The other party sat cross-legged opposite the Nine Aperture Divine Embryo, motionless, like an eternally unchanging divine statue, half sacred and half dark, with a slight sense of disharmony, but the imperial aura overflowed, concealing everything.

"Hey!"

The celestial stone was crystal clear, and the woman within it remained sealed, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. Her powerful life essence nourished the entire Jade Pool Pure Land, bringing peace and tranquility to everything.

But the moment Yan Ming arrived, the entire area trembled, especially the Ancient Jade Pool, where orchids and herbs swayed their leaves, radiating a pure and sacred light. At this moment, the stone embryo trembled violently, bursting forth with a large expanse of dazzling and translucent colorful clouds, shaking the heavens of this star realm.

"Unauthorized trespassing into my palace is unacceptable, not even for you..." The Western Queen Mother's black hair fell to the ground, her back to Yan Ming, her brows slightly cold, her white robes whiter than snow, wisps of Daoist energy emanating from her, her indifferent voice severing true feelings and desires, as if it had endured countless ages. The several Yaochi female disciples serving her trembled with fear, almost shattering between the two imperial laws, nearly collapsing to their knees.

“It seems that the one at the cliff was right. Your past memories are too deep, and your obsession has actually suppressed your new primordial spirit.” Yan Ming muttered to himself, his gaze terrifying. His golden eyes, which seemed to be under the influence of the Dao Tribulation, were dazzling and exuded a terrifying aura. He stepped forward and said, “I will lend you a hand.”

This woman's transformation began long ago, but she was too strong for others to subdue, so they could only hold back their efforts.

At this moment, Yan Ming, having achieved the Great Perfection of the Holy Spirit and obtained the Immortal Bell, naturally would not leave any hidden dangers by his side. He would suppress that obsession, eliminate the cage, and allow the true Dark Primordial Spirit to return to its rightful place.

"How dare you!" the Queen Mother of the West said coldly, her eyes suddenly opening and shooting out two beams of cold lightning. When she looked back, her beautiful face was strange, showing struggle and distortion, but more than anything, indifference, as if there were two completely different primordial spirits within her body.

This woman's aura was terrifying; with each blink of her eyes, purple and dark symbols appeared, as if she could see through the void.

One wisp after another of the aura of the Great Dao emanated from her body. This was the ultimate Dao law that she had never severed herself, terrifying and mysterious.

"As expected, you are quite ill and need treatment." Yan Ming shook his head, his gaze cold, and the ancient flames of the universe appeared in his palm, exerting a strong suppressive force on dark creatures.

In an instant, two more demonic figures appeared, and the three dark kings who had quelled the turmoil on the path to immortality gathered at Yaochi.

Amidst the horrified gazes of the maids, a dramatic turn of events erupted like a thunderclap, only to end in a short time.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi saw the flames burning deep within the Ancestral Temple of Origin appear on Yan Ming's body, and at the same time, a celestial bell rang, and the struggle of the last empress was staged here.

Finally, with a muffled groan, the Western Queen Mother was suppressed, and a ball of purple energy was forced out from the depths of the Sendai.

"You are the greatest darkness..." The illusory figure in the purple aura spoke in a cold tone, an obsession born from the Emperor's body.

It can be said that this is the true Queen Mother of the West.

Facing such an ancient person, Yan Ming smiled faintly, not caring at all about the other party's accusations, and looked at the Holy Maiden of Yaochi: "Little one, I'm giving you a chance to break free from your cocoon and become a butterfly. Whether you can seize it or not is up to you."

With a flick of his finger, he forcibly inserted the remnant spirit of the Western Emperor into the body of the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, using his great supernatural powers to refine the two together.

Doing this will have significant side effects; it's impossible to achieve perfect integration, and there's a high probability that it will result in the weaker individuals having incomplete spiritual essence.

But who cares?
As the biggest 'traitor' of the Dark Heavenly Court, it's already a great mercy that Yan Ming didn't perish.

Amidst terrifying screams, the dark matter within the Holy Maiden of Yaochi revived, and three distinct primordial spirits collided, then merged, ultimately giving birth to a new individual.

This peerless beauty soared into the sky, unleashing a blinding black light. Her purple hair danced in the air, and even her pupils were purple as she looked down upon the mountains and all things.

Her aura was exceptionally powerful. Although she had not yet passed the Quasi-Emperor Tribulation, it was absolutely terrifying. Even some Quasi-Emperors at the third or fourth level of Heaven would not be her match.

"Only then can it be considered perfect." Yan Ming chuckled coldly.

"I was suppressed by a lingering remnant spirit. I didn't experience anything like that when I was resurrected." Ancestor Yang Xi looked at the Dark Western Emperor who had returned to 'normal'.

The latter's complexion was not good; only at this moment had he truly mastered the Imperial Body.

“Her obsession carries another law, belonging to another person… It was suppressed from the moment I was born, and over the years, she has been refining me.” Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were weary, and she looked truly in grave danger.

If Yan Ming had arrived ten years later, that woman's obsession might have overwhelmed him, allowing him to be reborn through a spirit.

Logically, this phenomenon shouldn't exist, but it did happen. A powerful Heavenly Emperor swore an oath to "revive his parents," imprinting it upon the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. At the moment when the Dark Primordial Spirit was born from the Western Emperor's corpse, the unseen laws of the Emperor transcended the universe and descended directly beside the corpse, causing a special change...

Fortunately, the worst-case scenario did not occur, and that powerful law was burned away by the sacrificial fire.

The original Fourth Emperor has also returned to power...

In the central celestial palace, the four Dark Emperors sat facing south and held their first formal meeting.

After consuming another ginseng fruit to calm his primordial spirit fluctuations, the Western Emperor stabilized his immortal platform and set off with the three of them. This time, their destination was the underworld. Yan Ming walked with the immortal bell on his head, traversing the universe and galaxies, making no attempt to conceal that he was going to conquer!
The stars twinkled, their brilliance receding from his side. He made no attempt to conceal his aura, alarming the major powers across the starry sky, and they headed towards a perilous land.

The Western Queen Mother's Daoist patterns pierced the heavens, her long hair, more dazzling than the Milky Way, was entwined with a golden hairpin, and her eyes were as vast as the sea. With a single slap, she shattered the outermost array platform of the Underworld and stormed into that ominous place shrouded in gloomy mist.

For beings like them, lingering attachments from past lives can have a certain impact, but eliminating them can make their primordial spirit more transparent.

The Queen of Yaochi in the ancient times had a great grudge against the underworld, and was able to knock on this forbidden zone of life.

However, in that lifetime, the underworld possessed a heaven-reaching treasure, which concealed the vast underworld, leaving even a powerful empress with only regret.

Her son will achieve enlightenment in the future, possessing terrifying combat power, yet he will be unable to see through the concealment of the immortal artifact, making it impossible for him to avenge his parents.

For Yan Ming, it was even simpler.

The Underworld only has the Prison King left, and its foundation is the weakest in the forbidden zone of life. From any perspective, it should be pacified first.

Furthermore, once the Heavenly Court is established, it will naturally subdue the Underworld.

(End of this chapter)