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

An ancient stone gate suddenly appeared in the valley, about three zhang high, covered with marks of chisels and axes, full of the weight of history.

The true blood of the sun, splashed onto the stone gate, was completely absorbed.

"Boom!"

The stone door moved, slowly opening inward, and an even more dazzling golden light emerged, illuminating Lü Yao and Li Wan in a golden glow.

Lu Yao squinted slightly, while Li Wan stared directly into the world inside the door.

"Is this the secret realm left behind by our royal ancestor? Is this the chance for our clan to rise again..." Li Wan murmured, involuntarily stepping forward, about to enter the ancient stone gate.

Lu Yao did not stop her, but followed behind her, disappearing into that mysterious world one after the other.

Outside the Sun God Mountain, the Golden Crow Clan members and other cultivators who had originally fled were drawn back by the mysterious sight. The clouds were filled with a dense crowd of cultivators, including demons and humans.

"The master of the Eight Views Palace has really opened the secret realm left behind by the Holy Emperor of the Human Race!" A powerful Golden Crow who was not guarding the main peak saw this scene and his face turned as black as the water of the North Sea.

"Quickly report to the clan's higher-ups! If the Sun God Cult obtains the Ancient Sun Scripture and rises again, our clan will be in grave danger!" The Golden Crow Clan experts turned and left, their golden crows transforming into demonic forms, traversing the sky and causing the temperature of the land to rise.

Two thousand years ago, when the Golden Crow King abducted the goddess of the Human King's Palace, he was ambushed by a master hidden between his eyebrows, causing his cultivation to stagnate and forcing him to go into seclusion to heal his injuries.

After so much time, he must have fully recovered.

The reason they did not leave the pass is likely because they intended to achieve great success as kings.

The remaining human experts looked at each other in bewilderment: "The Golden Crow King was incredibly domineering back then, and he must have had a life-or-death battle with the master of the Eight Views Palace."

"If the Sun God Cult obtains the complete Ancient Sun Scripture, it will surely rise to prominence. Some things from that time have been lost to ancient history, while others should still be remembered by the Li and Jiang families."

These humans all befriended the Golden Crow Clan, and some even became their lackeys. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been allowed to enter the Sun God Mountain. Many of them obtained the legacy of kings or even sages here.

These people immediately understood the situation, returned to their church, and reported the whole story.

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“Here…” As soon as Lü Yao stepped into this secret realm, he immediately sensed something different.

This is a world of flames, where rich fire essence burns, and the Sun Path forms the main body of this place.

The mountains, rivers, trees, and all living things were covered by the laws of the sun and burning with flames.

"If the Crimson Dragon were here, it would probably be able to sever its Dao very quickly. This place can be considered a blessed land for fire-element creatures."

The further he went, the more alarmed Lü Yao became. He discovered that this place was even more mysterious than the secret realms created by sages and quasi-emperors, and it was almost like a real world.

Li Wan took a deep breath, a blissful expression on her face. Her long black hair flowed freely, radiating golden divine light, and her skin was covered in magma-like fire essence. The high temperature was enough to incinerate a dragon-transformation cultivator, but it had no effect on her.

“Brother Lü, look what that is?” Li Wan pointed ahead, where there was a magnificent building complex, with an altar at the very front.

"A five-colored altar? Is it a star passage back to the Big Dipper?"

Chapter 275 The Five-Colored Altar

Lu Yao didn't look at the scenery along the way anymore; it was all light, so there was no scenery to speak of.

It is estimated that only cultivators of the Fire Path and the Sun Path would find the scenery here beautiful.

There is a peculiar power here that prevents people from flying into the sky, but unlike the Immortal Burial Ground in the Central Continent of the Big Dipper, it does not suppress people's divine power.

Therefore, Lü Yao used the "Travel" technique to bring Li Wan along, as if shrinking the distance to an inch, and quickly arrived in front of the five-colored altar.

Five colors of jade stones, displayed in a dazzling array, were piled up to form an altar, radiating mysterious energy.

"The altar beneath the Eight Views Palace is only ten feet long. It connects to the Heavenly Palace in the Purple Star Sky and can also return to the Big Dipper."

Lu Yao stepped forward and carefully examined the altar, finding it to be completely intact. He asked Li Wan, "Is this the five-colored altar that connects the Sun God Cult to the Jiang family of the Big Dipper?"

Li Wan immediately shook her head: "That one is deep in the Sun God Court, and there are still ruins left. I have seen it with my own eyes."

Lu Yao's gaze sharpened as he stared at the five-colored altar: "Where does this altar left behind by the Sun Emperor lead?"

He discovered that although the altar was not high, it could only be accessed via a small set of steps; the rest of the altar was sealed off and could not be stepped on.

Those steps led to a winding path that disappeared into the distance, where there was a stone forest, and in front of the stone forest stood a tall stone tablet.

Those stone forests are rugged like swords, with mysterious Taoist patterns on their surfaces, resembling tombstones.

"Let's go." Lü Yao walked past the five-colored altar toward the stone forest, where perhaps the whole truth could be found.

"what!"

As Lü Yao was walking, he suddenly heard Li Wan scream.

He quickly looked over and saw that Li Wan's shoes were torn and half of her foot was bleeding profusely.

"What's going on?!" Lu Yao's eyes flashed like lightning as he instantly activated his Chaos Heavenly Eye to look around.

Could there be some ominous creature here?

But no matter how they searched, the place remained silent, with no sign of any living creature.

Could there be a living sage hidden here? Lü Yao immediately dismissed the idea.

The Sun Realm has remained unopened for countless millennia; no sage has ever lived through such a long period.

Li Wan looked frightened and immediately retreated several meters, leaving a trail of extremely bright blood from the sun on the ground.

Even with physical defects, the Sun Body still revealed its extraordinary qualities after cultivating to the Dragon Transformation Realm.

Li Wan pointed to the cobblestone path and said, "There is an extremely powerful force on it, comparable to the might of a saint. I just wanted to step forward, and half of my foot was crushed."

She swallowed hard, her fingers trembling slightly.

Lu Yao looked at the pebble path, which was a meter wide and inlaid with small, bright red pebbles, each one shining like a gemstone.

Out of caution, he did not rush forward. This place had been sealed off for too long, and even Li Wan, a direct descendant of the Holy Emperor, could not explain what was here.

Even with imperial weapons, he didn't want to cause too much trouble here.

He looked at Li Wan and asked with concern, "How are your injuries?"

The sacred scriptures that Li Wan practiced clearly included some kind of healing technique.

Soon, the essence of the sun's energy gathered in the secret realm, and her flesh and bones writhed and slowly recovered.

Once a cultivator reaches the Dragon Transformation level, they can recover almost everything except for their head and the location of the secret realm.

Li Wan threw off her shoes, her bare, jade-like feet walking in mid-air, about ten centimeters off the ground, untouched by dust.

"It's alright." She glanced at the cobblestone path, still feeling a lingering fear.

"Then let's keep going."

"Ah."

Lü Yao and she walked towards the stone forest.

They became more cautious, as this place had previously been dangerous and unsafe.

As they approached the stone forest, Lü Yao remained calm, but Li Wan suddenly became excited.

Directly in front of the Stone Forest stands a huge stone tablet with a line of ancient characters written at the top.

Although he didn't understand the meaning of the words, the implied meaning appeared directly in Lü Yao's mind:

The Ziwei human race, following this path, ascends the altar to conquer the universe.

A simple line of words contains astonishing Daoist wisdom and will; that domineering spirit that conquers the universe and the heavens is something that ordinary sages could not have left behind.

"This is the Emperor's handwriting! I've seen it in the Divine Cult's collection of books!"

Li Wan looked up at the stone tablet, her eyes red and tears streaming down her cheeks.

"If the sages of the past knew that there were indeed relics left by the imperial ancestors here, they would surely be able to rest in peace."

Lu Yao finally understood why there was such immense pressure on that cobblestone path: it was because at least half-saints had ever walked this path.

"This is an ancient star road prepared by the Sun Holy Emperor for the Ziwei human race. Only the geniuses who have walked this stone road are qualified to go to the ancient road of the human race via the five-colored altar and fight against the strongest monsters in the universe."

Li Wan was a dragon-transformation cultivator; touching him at that time would have resulted in immediate death.

"What is the Starry Sky Ancient Road? The Human Race Ancient Road?" Li Wan naturally didn't know these things and asked in confusion.

“When you sever your path and become king, you will naturally know.” Lü Yao did not explain, but looked at the scroll below the line of text.

It was a picture of the starry sky, which should be the place leading to the Five-Colored Altar.

He looked at each star one by one, his brows furrowing, for there was no Big Dipper among them.

On the contrary, there were two stars that he was quite familiar with, namely the second and fourth stars:

Beside those two stars, the words "Primordial Era" and "Flying Immortal" were marked in ancient script.

They still rely on Taoist principles to interpret the meaning of words.

"So I can go back to Earth from here, and I can go back to see my parents whom I haven't seen for a long time."

A sudden surge of emotion welled up in Lü Yao's heart.

His parents in this life treated him very well and never owed him anything. On the contrary, he owed them something; although he gave them money, he spent very little time with them.

"I'm going to sever my Dao at Ziwei Temple and then go back to Earth for a while. My parents must be worried sick. In the blink of an eye, I've been gone for almost ten years."

Lü Yao muttered to himself.

Ye Fan's own parents were fine, as they had made proper arrangements before leaving; however, Ye Fan's parents knew very little about where the Nine Dragons Coffin was going.

Even if I used my divine power to cleanse their marrow and enable them to live to be a hundred years old, excessive worry might lead to unforeseen changes.

"We'll talk about it after we sever the Dao. Whether to return to Earth or Beidou, we'll choose then."

The Beidou Primordial Clan awakened a few years ahead of schedule, presumably at a time of great upheaval. With the Yao Guang Holy Land missing its own members, its young experts must be severely suppressed.

Yao Guang has great talent, but she lacks time.

"The Divine Valley is on good terms with the Ancient Royal Family. I wonder if it has stood up for the Royal Family and joined forces with the Heavenly Emperor's son to provoke the Eastern Wilderness Demon Clan and the Yao Guang Holy Land."

Lu Yao's eyes grew brighter and brighter, eager to return immediately and contend with his enemies. However, returning after severing his Dao would be somewhat of an insult to the young experts of the Primordial Clan.

And those ancestral kings can serve as whetstones.

Lu Yao gathered his thoughts and, seeing Li Wan crying with tears streaming down her face, constantly wiping them away, felt compelled to remind her: