In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

Moreover, he sensed that there was no killing intent within that drop of blood, only a vast life essence and a wisp of profound energy.

The dragon-patterned black-gold cauldron finally calmed down after his soothing words, but like a live volcano, it could erupt at any moment. The immortal light protecting him became even more dazzling and powerful, and the entire cauldron stared at the drop of blood in the coffin like a person.

"Click".

The crystal cracked, revealing a dazzling crimson glow and a fragrant aroma.

The drop of blood didn't care about the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron at all. It slowly split into two halves. One half rushed towards the golden bone fragment, while the other half suddenly flew away from the stone coffin and headed towards Lü Yao.

Chapter 131 The House Has Been Raided

It is unknown what materials the crystal and stone coffin are made of, but they were able to preserve this drop of blood, which is suspected to be from an immortal being, so that it was not cut down by the will of the universe and dropped to the supreme level.

The half-drop of bright red blood burst out of the stone coffin, shimmering with rosy light, and runes appeared faintly.

An aura not belonging to humanity manifested outwards, and the entire mineral vein suddenly lit up. In an instant, the extremely yin land transformed into a pure land of immortals, with an overwhelming aura.

The runes and patterns inside the stone coffin manifested outwards, while the hexagonal disc markings on the outside of the coffin flickered in and out of focus, intertwining with each other to confine this energy within this small space.

Lu Yao breathed a sigh of relief. If this aura had escaped, it could have caused a major disaster.

The half-drop of true blood instantly struck his chest, penetrating his clothes as if they were nothing, and seeping into his skin.

Lu Yao felt a chill in his heart, and a vast and boundless vitality filled his chest.

He suddenly lowered his head and bent over, his face showing pain.

That half-drop of blood actually forced its way into his heart.

The pain lasts only a moment, followed by a cool and refreshing sensation, like drinking an ice-cold beverage on a sweltering summer day.

A wisp of life force originated from his heart, flowing through his blood to his entire body. This drop of blood was cleansing his body, and within that half-drop of blood were fragments of extremely profound laws.

Observing its operation and calculating the time, Lü Yao knew that this purification would last for a long time until the true blood was exhausted.

"It's a good thing, my body will be incredibly resilient under the tempering of true blood, but it's also a bad thing, true blood contains fragments of supreme laws, which will become my shackles, a chain when I become an emperor."

The reason why imperial princes and princesses, as well as ancient princes and princesses, find it difficult to become emperors is because they are imprisoned by fragments of imperial laws within their bodies. The bloodline of great emperors and ancient emperors brings powerful cultivation talents, but it also becomes a shackle.

"It's just half a drop of blood, so the restraint might not be too outrageous. Besides, I've already fallen into Da Nannan's trap, so I'm not worried about the debts I've incurred."

Soon, Lü Yao accepted this reality; overall, the advantages outweighed the disadvantages.

But soon after, he sensed that the heavens and earth seemed to harbor an indescribable malice towards him, as if a knife was pressed against his chest, chilling him to the bone.

Is this... the malice of the universe's will? Is the will of heaven about to sever all matters related to immortality, unless one can withstand the erosion of time?

Lu Yao raised his head and looked up at the sky, as if he had passed through the source stone mine, the Hall of Immortality and the secret realm, and was seeing the outside universe.

The strange aura swirling around the half-drop of true blood was rapidly dissipating, quickly merging into Lü Yao's flesh and bones, like heavy primordial energy, constantly refining his body.

"It seems that even if I am suppressed by fate, I can still maintain this for many years, and my physical strength will reach an unbelievable level."

Lu Yao turned his gaze to the other half drop of real blood in the coffin.

The crimson glow shone, staining the golden bone fragments red, and the mysterious rune on the fragments shone even brighter.

It slowly merged into the runes.

As the last trace of blood disappeared, a brilliant golden light shone forth, and a phantom of a rune detached and shot into Lü Yao's brow.

In an instant, a mysterious incantation appeared in Lü Yao's mind.

"This is......"

After reading it once, Lü Yao discovered that it was not a complete scripture; much of it was missing.

“It’s a scripture specifically for body refinement, and its profoundness…” Lu Yao paused before suppressing his shock: “It surpasses even the Emperor Scripture and is a different system from the Secret Realm Technique.”

"But unfortunately it's incomplete, probably not even a tenth of it." After reading it from beginning to end, Lü Yao discovered that it was only an incomplete method, not even suitable for the initial stages of cultivation.

But it is also extremely precious because he has the opportunity to receive more inheritance from the golden bone fragments and cultivate this immortal scripture.

Even though the ancient immortal methods have declined, this simple secret method for tempering the body can still be practiced in this era. It transcends the level of the supreme human path and is a treasure of the immortal path.

The golden bone fragment transformed into a golden rainbow and flew out of the stone coffin, where it was caught by Lü Yao.

It returned to its dull and lifeless state, but the runes on it seemed to have become a little more lively.

“No, although the rune seems to have gained a sliver of life, it has shrunk by about one-tenth.” Lu Yao immediately noticed the difference: “Therefore, if I can nourish this rune with a divine object, I can obtain the remaining scriptures.”

But then, Lü Yao's face was full of bitter smiles: "But it's very difficult. Only blood that seems to be from a true immortal can nourish it. Where am I supposed to find such a thing?"

He retrieved the golden bone fragment into his sea of ​​consciousness, then his gaze fell back onto the stone coffin. The crystal had split into two pieces, lying quietly within the small area of ​​life.

It appears to be an ordinary object, without any Dao patterns or Dao rhythms, yet it can seal a drop of true blood for over ten million years without losing its spirituality.

"It's a rare treasure, capable of isolating the will of heaven. It must be at least at the level of a True Immortal." Lu Yao reached out, took out the crystal, examined it, and slowly fastened it together.

A magical thing happened: the two crystal petals, like flowing water, slowly merged back into one.

Lu Yao's face lit up with joy: "If used properly, this thing can be of great use." He then put it into the Chaos Gourd.

He looked at the stone coffin again and pondered, "Crystal alone may not be able to seal true blood for so long. This stone coffin can generate extreme death energy, and even be born from the extreme of death, evolving into a field of vitality. It is also a treasure, no less than that crystal."

"Even if it's useless to me, it can be sealed inside when relatives and friends are nearing the end of their lives, allowing them to escape fate and delay aging."

As he scanned the stone coffin with his divine sense, intending to take it away, he saw the surging Yellow Spring water, a turbid yellow river that seemed to be a product of the underworld.

"If the formation of the Yellow Spring Tomb's terrain can be linked to the Reincarnation Immortal King, then are the other extremely ominous places all creations of Immortal Kings or True Immortals? At the very least, they are special terrains created by Great Emperors, otherwise how could they nurture divine sources?"

Lu Yao thought of the Immortal Emperor's Flying Immortal Waterfall, which could connect this universe with the strange world, allowing the Immortal Emperor to make a move across the cosmic barrier.

"We'll also take the Tomb of the Underworld. If it really is a fragment of the Underworld conceived by the Immortal King of Reincarnation, it will have great research value."

With his current level of knowledge, he still cannot understand the formation principle of special terrains such as the Yellow Spring Tomb. In the Book of Origin, most of the records are just words like "extremely ominous" and "extremely ominous," with not much other information.

He retrieved the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron into his sea of ​​consciousness. His body trembled, and the sound of waves reached the outside world. The essence within his life spring flowed gurglingly, and his divine power suddenly erupted.

"Oh!"

He slapped the stone coffin with his hand, and the coffin immediately burst forth with suction. The entire Yellow Spring Water began to surge violently, and the yellow river water rose off the ground, transforming into a tornado that rushed into the stone coffin.

"Splash—"

The entire Originium vein trembled violently, and the tremors even reached the outside world.

The River of the Underworld may not seem large, but its volume is considerable, comparable to a small river on Earth. The water is shrouded in shadows, as if it were teeming with vengeful spirits.

In about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the Tomb of the Underworld completely disappeared from this world.

Lu Yao glanced inside the stone coffin and saw that the runes and laws on the inner wall of the coffin were becoming increasingly hazy, while the Yellow Spring Water had shrunk by ten thousand times and was flowing around that small area of ​​life.

Clang—

With a push of his hands, Lü Yao closed the coffin lid and put the entire stone coffin into the Chaos Gourd.

The river water disappeared completely, leaving only damp mud and glittering source stones. Lü Yao floated through the air and quickly left the source stone mine, returning to the first level.

But he didn't leave; instead, he looked again at the deep, dark mine cave.

"The Azure Dragon King is so wealthy, he shouldn't care about a mine, right?"

Chapter 132 Who stripped me of my primordial spirit?

"Boom!"

The entire Hall of Immortality trembled, and a constant rumbling sound filled the air.

Ye Fan and the Black Emperor, who were fighting against the nineteenth generation descendant of the Azure Emperor in the deepest part of the city, were startled by the commotion and looked at each other.

"Is there a problem with the Dao patterns you laid out? Did someone from the outside come to support you?" Ye Fan held a dazzling sun in his arms, using the Battle Saint Technique as his source to slam the Heavenly Sun Seal hard into the face of the nineteenth-generation descendant of the Azure Emperor.

Next came the Sea-Covering Seal, the Heaven-Turning Seal...

The Black Emperor's face showed a rare solemnity: "No, the Dao patterns I laid down would be held back for a long time even if the Azure Dragon King personally took action. This commotion seems to originate from inside the Hall of Immortality."

The nineteenth-generation descendant of the Azure Emperor was exceptionally robust, with his upper body bare and his skin glowing with a bronze hue. Thick black hair was wrapped around his waist as he sat cross-legged on the altar, striking repeatedly to shatter Ye Fan's secret techniques.

He also sensed this unusual movement; dust even stirred up and fell from above the main hall.

His eyes were like lightning, exceptionally sharp, as he looked at Ye Fan and the Black Emperor: "You are courting death. This hall holds an astonishing secret, left behind by ancient sages. You want to overturn this hall? You're really tired of living."

"He's about to die, yet he still talks so much! Black Emperor, act quickly, kill him and take Pang Bo away!" Ye Fan shouted, unleashing a fist technique he inherited, which was transformed from the Battle Saint Technique and was no less powerful than the Supreme Technique.

The blood energy of the sacred body began to emerge, rising like billowing smoke.

"Suppress them!"

With a roar like a savage dragon, the Black Emperor threw out hundreds of banners, surrounding the forest where the 19th generation descendant of the Azure Emperor was sitting. The two joined forces and unleashed astonishing power, which even the Dragon Transformation Elder could not underestimate, as he could easily perish here if he was not careful.

But the nineteenth-generation descendant of the Azure Emperor remained seated there, exuding a wild and untamed aura, like a dormant savage dragon, radiating immense pressure. He unleashed a series of blows with both hands, saying, "I am Pang Bo, don't waste your time."

The hand, as vast as the heavens, pressed down from above, crushing the 108 banners to dust. The divine material was hard, and sparks flew as it collided with the giant hand.

"Didn't you say he was going to die soon? How can it be so terrifying! Kid, you lied to me!" Black Emperor roared, standing upright and unleashing divine spells with his claws.

At the same time, a vertical eye appeared between his eyebrows, and a terrifying black light shot out, slashing towards his nineteenth-generation descendant.

The big black dog usually slacks off and acts lazy, but when it comes to life and death, it really puts in its best effort.

The 19th generation descendant of the Azure Emperor's brow flickered with divine light, which swept out and shattered the dark light with a clang, sending sparks flying like divine iron clashing.

"Leave Pang Bo's body!" Ye Fan swung his fist, a small golden sword shooting out from between his eyebrows, using all his strength.

If Lü Yao were here, he would see that Ye Fan had grasped the "Four Forbidden Rules," enough to sweep away cultivators from all four extremes.

"A mere trick! Showing off your skills before an expert!" The nineteenth-generation descendant of the Azure Emperor sat cross-legged on the altar, his full head of black hair dancing, his eyes sharp as knives, and a silver crescent moon appeared between his brows, shining brightly. He continuously launched divine sense attacks, shattering Ye Fan's golden sword and several streaks of dark light from the Black Emperor.

"Boy, smash him with your cauldron!" The Black Emperor went berserk, dark light shooting wildly from between his eyebrows.

At the same time, swords, spears, and halberds kept flying out from the golden lake between Ye Fan's eyebrows.

The power of their consciousness was simply unbelievable.

The battle was extremely fierce, and Ye Fan and the Black Emperor were no match for this old monster.