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

"Eight Forbidden Zones?!" Chi Yang was shocked. On the ancient star of Ziwei, the Seven Forbidden Zones were a realm that only peerless geniuses could set foot in, let alone the Eight Forbidden Zones.

The Seven Forbidden Prodigies are only a handful, including Yi Qingwu of Guanghan Palace, the Sixth Prince of Jinwu, the Divine Son of Taiyin Divine Sect, the Three Lacking Taoists of Changsheng Temple, and the Crown Prince of Ziwei Divine Dynasty.

Yin Tiande is known as the number one prodigy of Ziwei because he stepped into the Eight Forbidden Domains and even displayed his divine form when he was breaking through the 108 deadly trials set up by the saint of Guanghan Palace.

The former is proof of its foundation, while the latter is proof of its path.

He's just Lü Yao's mount, a mere dragon, yet he possesses the power of the Eight Forbidden Realms? That's impossible!

"Roar!"

The crimson sun roared, and the golden ancient trees rustled as they descended from the sky, threatening to annihilate this void.

Behind the Crimson Dragon, a blood-red sun rose, eerily bright, radiating brilliant light that dyed the entire Tengshe Sea red.

With a "whoosh," two dragon-shaped divine lights shot out from the Crimson Dragon's eyes, intertwining and merging in mid-air before disappearing into the Blood Sun. Instantly, a phantom of a true dragon appeared within that great sun.

"sing"

A dragon's roar shook the heavens and the earth, drowning out the roar of the towering waves, and crashed into the strange phenomenon of the ancient Fusang tree.

boom!

A blinding golden light and an eerie crimson light engulfed the heavens and earth. Then, the golden divine light was completely defeated and vanished into nothingness.

Chi Yang roared in terror, his extraordinary phenomenon shattered! He was completely paralyzed! He was about to be crushed into a pile of minced meat.

"Ugu, save me!"

The people here have no idea how terrifying the Crimson Dragon is.

Having undergone two dragon blood temperings, cultivated the Demon Emperor Scripture, wielded the secrets of weaponry and action, and consumed the tender buds of the Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree... even if you put Yin Tiande's fortune here, the Crimson Flood Dragon would be no weaker!

The crimson dragon swooped down, its two shimmering dragon horns falling off its head and transforming into two divine rays that shot away.

Wu Gu and his five brothers were watching the show, but they never expected that after only twenty or thirty moves, their uncle, who was known as the invincible second immortal, would be in danger.

"boom!"

Without any hesitation, Wugu conjured up eight great banners in his mind, and intricate patterns spread out beneath his feet, creating a spectacular scene.

The eight large black banners resembled eight ancient gods and demons, incredibly terrifying. The moment they appeared, they possessed the power to cleave across three thousand realms.

One of the poles blocked Chi Yang's path, and its flag unfurled to protect him.

"puff"

The red dragon's two horns drew an arc in mid-air, dodging the black banner, and then cleaved two spatial rifts that stretched for dozens of miles before landing on his head.

Chi Yang slid out from the banner, stretched out his hand, grasped the flagpole, and sneered: "With my clan's great formation, what if you're an Eight Forbidden Realm expert? Killing you is as easy as killing a dog!"

"Form the formation!" Wu Gu shouted, and the eight golden crows, each at the second level of immortality, instantly stood in a specific position, using the banner to communicate with heaven and earth.

Eight of them came in order to maximize the effectiveness of the battle flags.

Knowing that the villain Lü Yao could kill powerful figures with a mere flick of his wrist, they still dared to come and intercept him. Did they really think they were just here to die?

"crash"

With banners fluttering in the wind, eight demons dressed in Daoist robes waved their banners, their countless patterns intertwined, emitting an extremely terrifying aura that immediately made the cultivators watching the battle from afar on Tengshe Island weak in the knees, unable to stand up at all.

In that instant, the array flags rose up with a terrifying light, intense and frightening, and a golden figure appeared, opening its eyes and shooting out golden light that stretched for dozens of miles.

He stood proudly in the sky, towering high above the demonic clouds, seemingly capable of suppressing the Three Realms and Six Paths, his power boundless.

"It's the Golden Crow Clan's ancient killing formation, capable of summoning an avatar of the Golden Crow Great Sage!"

The deputy hall master of the Human King Hall has extensive knowledge and understands this set of array flags.

"What is the Golden Crow Clan trying to do? This set of array flags is comparable to a flawless holy weapon." Is a young cultivator worth the Golden Crow Clan going to such lengths? To put it bluntly, this set of array flags is enough to kill the old Teng Snake.

The crowd exchanged glances, their eyes gleaming. Could it be that the Golden Crow Clan had their eyes on Tengshe Island in the Tengshe Sea?

Immediately, I banished this ridiculous thought from my mind.

Just then, the Golden Crow Great Sage's avatar made his move, striding directly towards Lü Yao! The overwhelming power he unleashed shook the heavens and the earth!

The eight experts of the Golden Crow Clan were not targeting the Crimson Flood Dragon mount at all; their goal from beginning to end was Lü Yao. They wanted to kill Lü Yao, and then rush to the remnants of the Sun God Mountain to break the sacred formation of the Ancient Sun Sect and exterminate them all.

Only the blood and bones of the enemy can wash away the shame of the Golden Crow Clan on the Blood Plain.

Lu Yao was not surprised. The water beneath his feet surged and transformed into a blue lotus flower. He and Nannan stood on the lotus flower, completely at peace.

"Is Nannan scared?" Lü Yao asked.

"Don't be afraid, little girl! Those eight flags are so much fun!" What's so powerful about them? In front of my little darling, they're no different from a gentle spring breeze.

The voice of the Crimson Dragon echoed from the horizon: "I will take down that flag."

If my daughter calls, I will answer! I am such a perceptive mount!

A dragon's roar resounded, and a blazing light shone in the black mist, instantly destroying countless patterns.

A dense crimson flame ignited, and the crimson dragon transformed into its true form, hundreds of feet long, with a mirror rising from between its brows.

He seemed to be burning with energy, and with the blessing of the Holy Mirror's power, he moved with ease within the great formation.

"There's a sacred weapon between the dragon's eyebrows!" Everyone was shocked. Even the mount had a sacred artifact?

When did such a wealthy person appear in the Ziwei cultivation world?

The eldest prince's face turned cold. Seeing the enormous dragon blocking the Golden Crow Great Sage's avatar, he roared in fury, "Slay this mudfish!"

Undeterred, the Crimson Dragon unleashed a dazzling divine light from the Sacred Mirror between its brows, piercing through the void, tearing apart the array patterns, and engaging in a fierce collision with the Golden Crow Array.

"boom"

The collision of the two Saint-level magical artifacts was like the creation of the world, with divine light crisscrossing and the laws in chaos.

Suddenly, a cunning glint appeared in the red dragon's eyes, and it activated a secret technique passed down through generations.

The weakest of the five princes suddenly exclaimed, "Why is the banner in my hand not under my control?"

The banner in his hand trembled violently, and the Golden Crow Divine Power flowed sluggishly, resisting his control for a moment.

The Crimson Dragon seized the opportunity, flicked its tail, and instantly traversed ten miles, extending a giant dragon claw that loomed over the head of the Fifth Prince of the Golden Crow, pressing down like the sky.

"What?! Fifth Prince, retreat immediately!" the other four princes roared angrily. "Dare to touch him, and I will extract your soul and burn it with the Golden Crow Fire for a hundred years!"

The remaining seven Golden Crows made their move, waving their banners, and black mist spread out, transforming into swords, spears, and halberds, which attacked the Crimson Dragon.

But the scales on the demon dragon's body were as hard as celestial gold, especially a scale on its back, which was golden and shaped like a sharp sword. It flew up instantly and cut everything in its path.

"Another sacred artifact! It's a sealed holy sword!"

Two beams of light shot from the eyes of a living fossil, the Golden Crow, and under its Heavenly Eye, even the smallest details of the Heavenly Emperor Sword were clearly visible.

Although the Heavenly Emperor Sword was sealed, it was still a sacred artifact. Stimulated by the Golden Crow Formation, it showed signs of breaking the seal, with golden rays dyeing the black mist a golden color.

"puff"

The Fifth Prince was crushed into a cloud of blood mist; even his primordial spirit was not spared.

Such a scene was terrifying; no one could have imagined such an ending, including the Golden Crow experts who came to hunt down Lü Yao.

The Crimson Dragon swayed and transformed into human form, grabbing the large banner. But even as he activated the "Soldier" secret technique, the spirit-possessing banner still trembled violently, trying to resist.

"Throw it over here," came Lü Yao's voice.

The red dragon immediately threw the flag, which transformed into a black streak of light and shot away.

Divine light flickered in Lü Yao's hand, with a blue glow spreading out and giving rise to countless patterns.

He channeled the power of the Azure Moon Sword.

"bang"

He caught it steadily, but instead of trying to hold it back, he handed it directly to the little girl.

"Give"

The little guy reached out his tiny hand and touched the flag, and the weapon immediately fell silent, shrinking to the size of a palm.

"It's fun!" The little girl waved her flag and giggled.

However, the Golden Crow Formation was immediately flawed without this banner, and the Great Sage's clone in the sky instantly began to dim.

"Something's wrong, let's go!" Chi Yang had witnessed the ferocity of the Crimson Flood Dragon and knew that it was a monster comparable to the Sixth Prince. Without the complete array flags in hand, he was no match for the opponent's two sacred artifacts.

But it was too late. The Crimson Dragon held the sacred mirror in one hand to neutralize the power of the great formation, and with the Heavenly Emperor Sword in the other, it transformed into a stream of light and attacked a living fossil.

"Burning the heavens and destroying the Dao, I alone am supreme!" The living fossil's golden hair hung upside down, and his hands emitted dazzling golden light, with the essence of the sun's fire burning, as if he wanted to burn through the six realms.

Then, the Heavenly Emperor Sword struck down, and the opponent's head fell off with a thud, disappearing into the vast ocean.

"quack"

The next moment, a small golden crow of primordial spirit flew out of the sea, terrified, and flew away into the distance.

"Hold your hand! We surrender! Spare Xiao Wu's life!" The Third Prince roared to the sky, his voice echoing for hundreds of miles, like rolling thunder.

But the Crimson Dragon ignored it, and shot out a dragon-shaped divine light from its eyes, striking first and shattering it.

With a "whoosh," the little golden crow shattered instantly, turning into wisps of golden light and dissipating.

Then, the Crimson Dragon attacked the remaining few people. The great formation was incomplete, and the Golden Crow Great Sage's incarnation had dissipated, leaving only the formation flags, which were unable to resist the Holy Mirror.

"boom"

The Crimson Dragon displayed terrifying combat power; neither the Crown Prince, nor the Crimson Sun, nor even the living fossil could withstand ten rounds of his attacks.

Soon, the remaining six Golden Crow powerhouses all bowed their heads.

He flipped his hand to put away the Holy Mirror and the Heavenly Emperor Sword, and with a wave of his hand, he put away the remaining seven banners. With a flattering look on his face, he came to the little girl.

"I've brought all the flags over." He stuffed the flags into the little girl's hands, and the girl's face lit up with a bright smile.

"One hundred and twenty moves, not quite there yet." Lü Yao stood with his hands behind his back, the sea breeze ruffling his hair.

"Master, I am your mount, I cannot fill the sea eye." The red dragon was terrified. The North Sea eye was the place where saints were suppressed, and he had no desire to go there.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Lü Yao turned around and looked towards Tengshe Island. Two figures rose up and transformed into streams of light, flying away into the distance.

"Taiyin Divine Child, Sanque Daoist, where are you going?" Lü Yao directly stretched out a large hand, extending it into the void.

"Is he planning to kill the Taiyin Divine Child and the Three-Deficiency Daoist? If that happens, both major powers will go crazy!"

"With so many brilliant talents falling one after another, I think the brilliance of the Ziwei Star is about to dim." The old national advisor of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty sighed. He was known as a divine strategist, no less capable than the Taiyuan lineage.