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

"All descendants of the Sun Emperor deserve to die?" Lu Yao was about to leave, but suddenly turned around and looked at this descendant of the Sun Emperor, a boy who was about the same age as Jiang Tingting.

"Damn the Golden Crow Clan! Watch, I will avenge you!"

Without hesitation, Lü Yao turned and walked deeper into the Bloodstained Plain.

His gaze was piercing, his Chaotic Heavenly Eye activated, piercing through a hundred miles of void, and he saw more than a thousand members of the Sun God Cult fleeing in panic.

Some people, with higher cultivation levels and better condition, took the initiative to stay behind and block the young experts of the Golden Crow Clan.

Three young and four old, along with seven powerful Golden Crow Clan members, stood atop the clouds, coldly watching the massacre.

"Creak"......

Lu Yao raised the Azure Sky Longbow high, using divine power and essence as arrows, and drew back the bowstring, making a creaking sound, as if the string contained his anger and carried his murderous intent.

"boom"

The string was stretched to its limit, then released in an instant, and a dazzling arrow shot out.

The emerald green arrow, trailing a tail several miles long, flew through the air, splitting into more than a dozen beams of light in mid-air. In an instant, it pierced through the Golden Crow, which was raising its butcher's knife to kill its prey, and pulverized it into a bloody mist.

"who?"

The Eighth Prince felt his heart bleed as he watched beams of light kill the young experts of the Golden Crow Clan.

In just a moment, more than a dozen young masters perished.

"Is he a remnant of the Sun God Cult, or a sympathizer?" The Seventh Prince stared into the distance, his tone chilling, as a figure slowly appeared. "Knowing this is a trap, he still dared to come. Should I praise his courage, or call him stupid!"

A chilling wind howled, the setting sun shone like blood, and the opponent, holding a longbow, slowly approached.

Even though there were still dozens of miles to go, the other party had the secret technique of shrinking the distance to an inch, and in just a few steps, they were right in front of them.

"I'll kill him!" The Ninth Prince, burning with rage, stepped forward, a golden longsword appearing in his hand, spewing forth the essence of solar fire. He transformed into a golden rainbow, splitting the sky, and charged toward the mysterious man.

Without asking who it was, the death of the young Golden Crow Clan expert had already enraged them, and they were determined to kill the newcomer.

In an instant, the Ninth Prince unleashed a golden sea of ​​swords, dimming the sun in the sky as it enveloped the mysterious newcomer.

"No matter who you are, spare your life, and I will tear you to pieces!"

The Ninth Prince roared, his voice growing louder and louder, shaking the sky and causing it to crack.

Lu Yao raised his eyes and looked at the golden sea of ​​swords falling from the sky. His expression was indifferent, and he directly struck out with a palm.

"boom"

Without any suspense, the golden sea of ​​swords was shattered by the illusory hand, and the sword light shot out in all directions, leaving the earth riddled with craters.

The human forces watching from afar were shocked to see this person, especially since he had casually blocked the Ninth Prince's technique.

"Who is this? With such strength, could it be Yin Tiande? Or the Taiyin Divine Child?"

"Impossible. They are sworn brothers with the sixth prince of the Golden Crow Clan. They wouldn't make a move. This is a reclusive young master."

"It couldn't be someone from the Sun God Cult either, because the Sun God Cult can't train such a young expert anymore."

"We shouldn't have come. We should have left some seeds for the Holy Emperor's lineage."

Some humans watched coldly from the sidelines, while others sympathized with the Holy Emperor's lineage.

This was not more than a decade later, when the Golden Crow Clan, with the power to exterminate the Sun God Cult, forcefully dominated the various forces of Ziwei.

There aren't many human experts who would lend a helping hand, but if they dare not act, wouldn't they at least dare to say a few words of justice?

"You have some tricks up your sleeve." The Ninth Prince transformed into a golden rainbow and charged towards the young expert, his killing intent palpable.

"The hunter of the Golden Crow is Lü Yao." The newcomer's voice was not loud, but it resounded in everyone's ears, inexplicably sending a chill down everyone's spine.

That killing intent was even greater than that of the Golden Crow Clan towards the Holy Empress's descendants; it was like a bleak autumn wind sweeping across the three thousand realms.

"Never heard of him? Die!" The Ninth Prince charged forward, aimed his sword at Lü Yao's neck, and slashed down.

But the next moment, his eyes widened in disbelief.

"This..." The experts of the Golden Crow Clan and the human cultivators watching the battle all gasped in astonishment.

A single index finger silently and gently pressed against the sword blade capable of slaying a powerful being.

"bass!"

Lu Yao flicked the blade, and the golden longsword shattered inch by inch, falling to the ground.

He then lightly pointed a finger at the Ninth Prince's brow.

It was too fast; no one could react in time. A divine light pierced through the back of the Ninth Prince's head, bringing out a handful of red and white soft matter.

"You..." The Ninth Prince's eyes were unfocused, and his primordial spirit could not escape. He fell straight to the ground.

It transformed into a golden crow several tens of feet in size, its feathers blazing brightly and flowing with fire essence.

"Golden Crow? Just food."

The man's voice was icy cold, like ancient ice. His eyes shone with divine light, stretching for hundreds of meters, gazing at the golden crows filling the sky.

"Little Nine!" The Seventh Prince and the Eighth Prince cried out in grief. It was too fast, too fast for anyone to react!

"Get out of the way! Run!" an elder suddenly shouted. "Activate the altar and obliterate him!"

This was a Taoist priest who looked to be over fifty years old, with long, flowing blond hair, a gaunt face, and a pair of eerie and captivating golden eyes. He held a golden wooden staff in his hand.

Before the remaining three powerful elders could react, streaks of emerald light shot out from the hands of the young ruler named "Lü Yao".

"buzz"

The bowstring trembled incessantly, and emerald arrows appeared continuously, as dazzling and brilliant as fireworks, weaving through the air and piercing through one after another the young masters of the Golden Crow Clan.

"what!"

In an instant, more than thirty young golden crows perished, transforming into enormous demonic bodies that crashed onto the Blood Separation Plain, crushing the beautiful pasture grass to dust.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the scene, no one could have imagined that someone would dare to slaughter the younger generation of the Golden Crow Clan in this way.

Those who came with the Seventh Prince were all talented and promising Golden Crows, but they all met a tragic end here.

"Well done! They insulted the descendants of the Holy Empress of our human race, they deserve to die!" Some people clenched their fists and slammed them hard into their other hands, shouting their approval. Such shouts rose and fell.

"Duh!"

After the deaths of the Ninth Prince and half of the young masters, the Seventh Prince, the Eighth Prince, and others finally realized what was happening.

"Bring up the altar and refine him into nothingness!"

The Seventh Prince gritted his teeth. "Little Nine is here! How am I going to explain this to my father?!"

The golden crow that had the best chance of becoming the tenth prince also died at the hands of the despicable human race.

"boom"

A hundred altars appeared in the sky, each engraved with thousands of array patterns, burning fiercely with flames soaring into the sky, forming an ancient killing array.

"Send him on his way!" The jade axe in the Eighth Prince's hand suddenly grew larger, radiating a terrifying aura. This was a king's weapon, given to him by the Golden Crow King before he went into seclusion for protection.

Streams of solar fire essence spewed from the altar, shimmering with radiant light, merging into ten thousand golden crow phantoms that cackled incessantly, disturbing Lü Yao's peace of mind.

"A flock of golden crows, their cawing is nauseating."

Lu Yao scoffed, as the Yin and Yang energies flowed in front of him, transforming into a Tai Chi diagram that tightly protected him.

Even though the void was deformed by the burning of the sun's fire essence, it was still unable to do anything to him.

"This is just the beginning. Do you think you still have a chance to escape?" the Seventh Prince commanded coldly.

"Join forces and wipe him out!"

Two princes, four elders, and fifty or sixty young experts stood outside the ancient killing formation, jointly controlling this formation that was rumored to be able to kill even the most powerful saints.

In an instant, a chilling wind howled, and golden light filled the air, engulfing the entire area in a terrifying display.

"Fellow Daoist, leave quickly..." Li Zhengming had already crawled out from underground, severely injured and covered in blood.

He used up his last bit of strength and lay there like a stranded whale, his voice so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"Fellow Daoist, there is no need to worry."

Lu Yao looked at the sky full of golden crows, which resembled tiny suns, and sneered.

He immediately drew his bow and aimed at the seventh prince at the forefront.

"buzz"

With a slight tremor, the bowstring loosened, and a beam of emerald light pierced through the air, cutting through the ancient killing formation and soaring upwards against the heavens.

"boom!"

The entire sky was ablaze, fueled by the fire essence unleashed by an ancient killing formation, capable of burning mountains and boiling seas. Yet, at this moment, despite the control of six powerful beings and fifty experts, they were powerless against a mere human.

He was like a reef in the sea, unmoving and steadfast.

At this moment, this reef is still declaring war on the sea!

This arrow was even more terrifying than when they conquered the ancient royal family. Not to mention a mere mid-stage Immortal Realm expert, even a King would have to think twice before attacking.

As the arrow soared through the sky, heaven and earth resonated, unleashing a mighty blue river that thundered and instantly extinguished all the sun's fire essence and the golden crow's phantom.

That ancient killing formation was completely useless; one after another, the altars crumbled and turned into dust that drifted down.

"Can kill a supreme expert? What a joke!" Lü Yao snorted coldly, drew his bow again, and aimed at the other Golden Crow Prince.

"puff"

A splash of blood erupted, and the Seventh Prince of the Golden Crow had no time to react. He could only watch helplessly as the arrow pierced his brow and shattered him into nothingness.

A golden crow, a full hundred feet tall, fell from the sky and crashed heavily onto the Blood Plain, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Seventh Brother!" The Eighth Prince of the Golden Crow's eyes instantly turned red, with a hint of fear in them, as he gripped the jade axe tightly in his hand.

Why couldn't they stop it even though there was a powerful formation?

"buzz"

The sound of bowstrings rang out once more, and before the Eighth Prince could even turn his head to look, a beautiful flower of blood bloomed on his temple.

His talent surpassed that of most of his brothers, only weaker than the eldest and sixth princes. Therefore, at his enthronement ceremony as the eighth prince, the Golden Crow King presented him with a jade axe to protect him.

But now, there's no time to use this supreme weapon; in fact, he can vaguely sense that the weapon's spirit is afraid.

"flap"