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

As the King of Fusang walked step by step, his aura grew stronger and more terrifying, making it difficult for those with shallow cultivation to breathe.

"But the people you killed were the descendants of the Emperor and the Holy Empress, who had made great contributions!" A large, emerald-green bow appeared in Lü Yao's hand, while a black skull appeared in his other hand.

The King of the Underworld didn't say much, but his killing intent was no less: "The skull of a saint in the hands of my sect's divine son? My sect's divine son was only celebrating the birthday of the Tengshe King and didn't provoke you, so why did he kill him?!"

"Why!" The King of the Underworld attacked directly, a dazzling holy robe appearing on his body, his power surging like a tsunami, engulfing everything.

"A servant who betrays his master and slaughters all the descendants of the emperor deserves to be killed by everyone!" Lü Yao retorted sharply, showing no fear of the sage's battle armor.

"Why waste words with him? Take his head, forge it into a wine vessel, and I will use it to drink every day, to remember my younger brother!"

The King of Fusang strode forward, a small golden tree appearing in his hand. As the branches swayed, endless solar fire essence dissipated, burning through the void, and holy might permeated the air.

Countless people trembled with fear, their bodies went numb, and they retreated far away, their faces filled with horror.

This golden tree was forged by the Golden Crow Ancestor using some kind of spiritual root. Although it is not a legendary sacred artifact, it is still incredibly powerful.

With a gentle sweep, the King of Fusang unleashed an endless surge of fire essence, completely engulfing the entire Xuandu Cave.

"Kill!" The sage battle armor on the Yinming King's body was forged from divine artifacts and could draw in the moonlight from the sky. It was left by a peerless sage and was extremely rare in the human world.

A full moon emerged from the Moonlit Battle Armor, pressing down with its clear, watery radiance, filling the heavens and earth.

"The master of the Eight Views Palace is doomed! Two great kings have arrived with holy weapons; even gods will perish!"

Everyone retreated hastily, not daring to linger. This was a cataclysmic disaster, with mountains and rivers being destroyed by the fire spirit and moonlight, leaving behind bottomless craters.

"Suppress!" With each step the King of Fusang took, he swept out a patch of solar fire essence, swirling with holy might. In the end, the nine layers of fire essence merged into one, incinerating the three thousand realms.

Faced with such a deadly situation, Lü Yao remained calm, slowly raising the Azure Sky Bow in his hand and placing the skull of the Taiyin Saint on the string.

In an instant, an aura of supreme power, unmatched by anyone in the world, emanated from the Azure Sky Bow, far surpassing even the Golden Fire Tree and the Moonlit Battle Armor.

"The divine might of a quasi-Emperor?!"

"Imperial might?"

Under the influence of the strange power of the Azure Sky Bow, the head of the Taiyin Saint melted like water, countless runes flickered, and dark light spread, transforming into a huge black arrow!

"I will use the skull of the Yin Saint to collect some interest from the lineage of the Human Emperor!" Lü Yao drew his bow to its fullest extent, aimed the arrow at the Yin King, and then suddenly released it.

The arrow, like a shooting star, transformed into a vast, azure river in mid-air, stretching for thousands of miles, sweeping away and engulfing the heavens with its turbulent waves.

Chapter 270 Brothers, why did you run away?

Before he finished, Lü Yao produced another lapis lazuli longsword, which he placed on his bow.

His body hummed and roared, "I am the Great Dao" continued to operate, and the laws of this world transformed into a dazzling rain of light, all of which merged into his body, allowing him to transcend his limits and be amplified thirteenfold.

"This arrow was shot by the Holy Emperor of the Human Race."

Another turquoise river surged forth, instantly engulfing the Fusang King. Runes shone brightly in the river, radiating boundless brilliance.

However, the strange phenomenon of the immortals turning into soil and orchids growing did not reappear.

Two emerald rivers flowed one after the other, their imposing force shaking heaven and earth, turning the sky a vibrant emerald hue, causing countless people to retreat in astonishment.

As the river rushes on, countless illusory worlds appear and then collapse, with ghosts and gods screaming and immortals lying dead, and all sorts of strange phenomena appearing.

That divine power overwhelmed the starlight, dimming the sun and moon.

"A quasi-Emperor's weapon!"

In the blink of an eye, two arrows were shot out, leaving the Fusang King and the Yinming King still in a state of extreme shock.

"boom"

One arrow landed on the crescent moon mark made by the Moonlit Battle Armor, and another arrow struck the nine layers of fire essence spewing from the Golden Fire Tree.

The endless sacred runes instantly crumbled layer by layer, like snow meeting the scorching sun, melting Mount Sumeru.

"puff"

The Fusang King and the Yinming King endured immense pressure, their bones cracking, their blood and qi flowing backward, and they spitting out blood. They were forced back ten miles by the terrifying divine power of a quasi-emperor, crashing down several mountain peaks before regaining their footing.

"He can't use his Quasi-Emperor Divine Might many times. If you and I join forces and block him twice more, we can take down the Master of the Eight Trigrams Palace!"

The King of the Underworld flew out of the cave, his Moonlit Battle Armor somewhat dimmed, countless Dao patterns and runes obliterated by that arrow.

His body was covered in cracks, seeping with blood. Half of his body was shattered and almost turned into a bloody mess.

His face was contorted with rage, filled with murderous intent, and with a roar, he charged at Lü Yao once more.

Another golden light flashed, and the King of Fusang appeared, his golden hair covered in mud, looking extremely disheveled, and his face was grim.

His demonic body was no weaker than any divine or royal body, but even wielding a sacred artifact, he was still severely injured.

But he also noticed that the longbow was somewhat unusual; it didn't seem to be a complete quasi-emperor weapon. Otherwise, he would have had no chance of surviving such an attack.

The King of Fusang looked at the golden tree in his hand, several small branches of which had been broken off, and his heart bled.

However, the next moment, a chaotic giant hand descended from the sky, swirling with a quasi-emperor's might, and struck down at the two of them.

"You arrogant brat!" The Fusang King's golden hair hung upside down, his eyes wide with rage, divine fire ignited on his body, his injuries rapidly healed, and he continuously swung the golden tree in his hand, unleashing thousands of rays of fire, each capable of shattering a mountain and almost burning away eternity.

On the other side, the King of the Underworld showed no weakness. Within his battle armor, a humanoid being vaguely awakened, opened its eyes, and burst forth with swathes of moonlight, its power suppressing the three thousand realms. It soared into the sky, heading towards that giant hand.

"boom"

No matter how incomplete a quasi-emperor artifact is, it is still a quasi-emperor artifact; no matter how complete a sacred artifact is, it is still just a sacred artifact.

Moreover, the cultivators who forged these two sacred artifacts were definitely no more than Saint Kings, and the Dao and principles they contained were not profound enough; they were by no means legendary sacred weapons.

The large hand kept slapping down, colliding with the two sacred artifacts. In just a few blows, the two sacred artifacts began to emit whistling and clanging sounds, and their luster dimmed.

"Boom!" Lü Yao arrived through the air, graceful as an immortal, unrestrained and free under the silver moon.

Only then did everyone realize that his outstretched hand contained a bow and a skull. The combination of the two unleashed a wisp of quasi-emperor divine power, easily suppressing the two sacred artifacts.

"boom"

Lu Yao appeared and disappeared like a ghost, using the secret technique of "Xing" to go anywhere. In an instant, he arrived beside the Fusang King and the Yinming King, formed a fist seal, and unleashed his quasi-emperor power, continuously bombarding their faces.

"boom"

In the blink of an eye, the three exchanged six or seven blows, each one a matter of life and death.

The two kings were shocked to discover that the physical body of the master of the Eight Views Palace was even stronger than theirs.

Even though they wielded sacred artifacts with the bodies of kings, they all felt a faint sense of cracking, but the master of the Eight Views Palace seemed completely unaffected.

"puff"

Yinming King's cultivation was relatively weak, and he couldn't withstand it for a moment. For some reason, the Sage Battle Robe in his hand suddenly went out of control and tilted slightly. He was hit by Lü Yao's punch, and his body was instantly shattered and his precious body was shaken into several pieces.

A dark primordial spirit tried to escape, but was instantly drawn back by a divine light from Lü Yao and suppressed with a casual gesture.

With a secret movement of the character "兵" (soldier), the Moonlit Saint Robe instantly shrank to three inches in size and landed in Lü Yao's palm.

The King of Fusang looked as if he had seen a ghost; his golden hair was disheveled, his skin was cracked, and his bones were exposed.

"Your quasi-emperor weapon is incomplete, only slightly stronger than a legendary holy artifact!"

The King of Fusang retreated step by step. After less than ten moves, he found himself facing his elder brother, the Golden Crow King.

How is that possible? The Golden Crow King is just one step away from achieving great success, comparable to a human god-king!

"But killing you is enough."

With a loud shout, Lü Yao drew the Azure Sky Bow again, and the skull of the Taiyin Saint transformed into an Emperor Arrow once more. Amidst the buzzing sound, the void resembled a tattered flag, fluttering loudly under the impact of the Quasi-Emperor's might.

Lu Yao was filled with murderous intent. He not only used a weapon, but also poured all his life's knowledge into this arrow.

"boom"

The long arrow flew from the bowstring, and all things fell silent.

The King of Fusang was terrified. He immediately threw out the Golden Sacred Tree to delay the attack for a moment, then transformed into a giant golden crow, spread its wings, and flew into the sky.

"boom"

The deity within the Golden Tree sought complete revival, its divine power permeating the air, vast and boundless.

But the next moment, a strange fluctuation affected it, and at the same time, a holy sword flew up, a crescent moon hanging high, attacking from both sides, and the deity inside dimmed.

"chi"

The long arrow, trailing a tail for over ten miles, caught up with the golden crow, which was as bright as the sun, pierced through its body, spraying out a large amount of blood, which fell to the ground and formed a pool of blood.

The King of Fusang looked on in disbelief as blood gushed from the gaping hole in his chest, his vital energy draining away.

“Your cultivation is lacking compared to your tone.” Lü Yao caught up and appeared beside him, reaching out to grab his neck and lifting him up. He swayed in the wind like a rag doll.

"Ha." The King of Fusang spoke with difficulty, "My brother will kill you and make you join me."

After saying this, the King of Fusang ignored Lü Yao and looked at a certain place in the void, his eyes quickly dimming.

Lu Yao looked in that direction and smiled, "Are you implying that Lu Ya should leave? But there are two powerful figures there. Who is the other one?"

"No...no...let Xiao Liu go! My Golden Crow Clan will seal off the mountain and never emerge again for ten thousand years!" King Fusang suddenly became agitated and struggled fiercely, but Lu Yao's hand was as hard as celestial gold, and he did not react no matter how much he shook it.

"boom"

The Yin-Yang Reversal Secret Technique was activated. Lu Yaoying's large hand was surrounded by Yin-Yang Dao light, and the heavens and earth resounded with the rumbling Dao sound. The Fusang King was immediately ground into blood mud, and his flesh, blood, essence, and primordial spirit were all transformed into the purest and most essential substances.

Then, he soared into the air, high above, and coldly surveyed the cult leaders watching the battle from all sides, discovering that many of them had not left.

"The Form of the Great Dao!"

Lu Yao's figure began to blur. Although his human form could still be discerned, the endless chaotic mist engulfed his body. Light rain began to streak across the world, dazzling and colorful.

This is not a complete divine form, but it is not something that some powerful beings can withstand.

"what!"

Within a radius of thousands of miles, beams of light rained down, and powerful beings who stood on mountains, clouds, or even disappeared into the void ignited with colorful flames, which then transformed into essence and dissipated into the world.

As the King of Fusang looked towards the spot before his death, two young figures fell from the void with expressions of horror.

"Get out of the way!" Lu Ya saw a streak of light about to fall on him and Yin Tiande. Instantly, a fluttering crimson-gold flag shot out from his head and rushed towards the light. His entire body transformed into a rainbow of light, instantly moving thousands of meters away.

"boom!"