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

He plunged his hand into the sand, and when he emerged, a shimmering silver seed, flowing with the sacred power of the moon, lay in his palm.

It is shaped like the moon, shining with silver light, and its divine power is so intense that it almost freezes the void and stops time.

"The Immortal Laurel Seed!"

The immortal Fusang wood never expected to meet the laurel wood in this lifetime.

It is already mysterious enough, having never appeared in the world except for following the Sun Emperor, but the laurel tree is even more mysterious.

It only appeared beside the Taiyin Emperor.

But when was that?

He attained enlightenment in the early ancient times, millions of years ago. Several ancient historical records were broken, and even the descendants of the Eight Divine Religions, the oldest lineage, had forgotten many things.

Although the elixir of immortality does not possess a complete mind, it is spiritually connected and can express its own thoughts. Lü Yao can sense the doubtful emotions in the other party's mental fluctuations.

“I have had laurel seeds for several years and planted them in sacred soil, but they have not yet shown any signs of sprouting.”

"This pot of divine soil was once used by the Great Empress Nuwa to plant the Medicine King. It can even nourish the humanoid immortal medicine and the Seven Treasures Tree, but it has no effect on the laurel tree. Since it is also an immortal divine tree, I hope you can tell me how to make it sprout."

Lü Yao was also helpless. He guessed that the Earth of All Things could make the Taiyin Divine Tree sprout, but where could he find such a divine object?

The soil of all things could probably give the Emperor's corpse a spiritual quality, which the Great Emperor cherished greatly.

We'd probably have to search deep in the underworld for him, given his small stature...

Besides these, the only other options are to inquire with the Enlightenment Ancient Tea Tree and the Fusang Divine Tree, both of which are immortal divine trees, with the former residing within the Immortal Mountain rocks...

After a moment's thought, the Fusang Divine Tree offered a solution: "Place it in a place rich in Yin Holy Power. Over time, it will sprout, grow, and awaken its consciousness."

"Is a river formed by the Taiyin Divine Water acceptable?" Lü Yao thought of the dark river at the Immortal Burial Ground.

"It's not quite right. Although the Taiyin Divine Water belongs to Taiyin, it's not pure enough. We need to find a Taiyin place that was formed at the beginning of the universe."

Lu Yao was speechless. Where could he find such a place? The original plot of "Covering the Sky" didn't mention it, so he could only search the entire universe.

Seeing his troubled expression, the Fusang Divine Tree added, "There is another method: when things reach their extremes, they reverse; when yang reaches its extreme, yin arises. Place it on the land of the sun formed at the beginning of the universe, and use the most concentrated sacred power of the sun to stimulate the laurel tree to sprout."

The most concentrated solar holy power? Lü Yao immediately understood. Wasn't Tanggu the land of the sun formed at the beginning of the universe? Where else could there be a more concentrated solar holy power?

He said happily, "Thank you, senior Fusang Divine Tree."

The Fusang Divine Tree unleashed a ray of Yin Holy Power, suppressing the pitch-black Yin Holy Power. With a gentle roll, the silver seed reached the very center of its canopy.

"chi"

Lu Yao heard a sound like ice and snow melting. On the Fusang Divine Tree, chaotic energy began to form. It was not the acquired chaos cultivated by Wan Chu, but the innate energy at the beginning of the universe.

The laurel tree seemed to sense the crisis, continuously releasing the sacred power of the moon, which collided with the sacred power of the sun, giving rise to wisps of chaotic energy.

"Is there anything else?" Lü Yao asked seriously.

"?"

"Why don't you come with me and leave this place?" Lu Yao said shamelessly. Li Wan, who was curiously looking at the laurel wood fish humanoid elixir of immortality beside her, was even more shocked when she heard this.

“Brother Lü…” She gently tapped Lü Yao’s arm.

Lu Yao shook his arm impatiently.

“That’s the tree of the Imperial Ancestor, the tree of the Holy Emperor of the Sun,” Li Wan whispered.

Lu Yao ignored her, but the Fusang Divine Tree ignored him as well.

Lu Yao was very sad. It seemed that the immortal Fusang Tree would have to wait here indefinitely for the return of the Sun Emperor.

Lü Yao and Li Wan ascended together to the ancient palace shrouded in clouds and mist.

As soon as he stepped into this place, he sensed an immortal aura, the aura of an "Emperor," the pinnacle of humanity. If this were the ancient immortal or chaotic era, such a person would almost certainly become an immortal.

This aura evokes instinctive awe, just as Lu Yao felt awe when he saw the Empress bound by nine-colored immortal gold chains.

He smoothed out his left sleeve, concealing the shimmering empress's mark.

"Could it be that the Empress's divine sense has sensed the Sun Emperor's aura? Could her true form in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land sense it?"

Lu Yao muttered to himself, but what could he do? This important figure was simply beyond his control.

His current achievements are thanks to the magical powers created by the Empress.

"What did you say?" Li Wan asked.

“The Sun Emperor did not pass away here,” Lü Yao replied.

The Sun Emperor attained enlightenment here, but he did not pass away here. There is no trace of a fallen emperor here. The death of such a figure would inevitably change the divine laws, the great path, and the environment here.

"In his later years, the Holy Emperor must have left his temple and gone alone into the depths of the universe. For some unknown reason, he left behind only a human skin and a divine thought."

Lu Yao slowly pushed open the main hall door, sighing inwardly.

The stone hall's doors opened, and it was very quiet. There were no golden lotuses springing from the ground, no celestial flowers descending from the sky, and no Taoist chants or sacrificial sounds. It was all very simple.

But as soon as they stepped inside, everything changed, and the two found themselves amidst a galaxy of stars.

Ancient stars slowly rotate around their predetermined orbits, with an ever-burning sun at the very center.

“This is… the true void of the universe!” Lu Yao exclaimed in surprise. Having traversed the starry sky, he could sense that this was not an illusion or a mirage. “The Sun Emperor has captured a piece of the real starry sky and integrated it into this world.”

Lu Yao's divine sense spread out like a vast ocean, engulfing everything.

His primordial spirit was extremely powerful, comparable to a king, but in the void of the universe, it was extremely weak, like a firefly vying with the bright moon.

In the Azure Dragon King's Secret Realm, he could easily search every inch of the land, but here, he couldn't even touch the nearest star.

Lu Yao reluctantly withdrew his divine sense and exclaimed, "It's so vast, it's like the real universe."

He turned to look at the sun, which was not a magical treasure or divine pearl commonly used in the Sage's Secret Realm, but rather a kind of mark: "It is the manifestation of the Sun Saint Emperor's Dao, the mark of his Great Dao. This place is even more suitable for your cultivation than the Sun Secret Realm."

With this imprint, even without the ancient Sun Scripture, Lü Yao could still obtain the supreme Dao and principle of the Sun.

Just as the two were preparing to cultivate in the stone hall for a period of time and wait for the laurel tree to sprout, the Valley of Tang was already surrounded by countless Golden Crow experts.

Each one was extremely powerful, with golden wings behind them that blotted out the sky.

At the very front of the army stood four Golden Crow Kings, their faces filled with murderous intent.

"Summon three thousand array platforms to seal the void. I will turn this place into a deadly wasteland!" King Golden Crow sat upright in his chariot, his golden hair fluttering, exuding an invincible aura.

Chapter 280 The Resurgence of Imperial Weapons

Besides the Golden Crow Clan, many other powerful forces also arrived, sitting on the outer clouds and waves. Some of them did not want their origins to be recognized, and their bodies were surrounded by mist and divine light.

"That's the Fusang Divine Tree?" The Golden Crow King's eyes shone with divine light as he carefully examined the Immortal Tree and the Heavenly Palace on the Cloud Top.

"King, let me carry the sacred artifact into the ancient island and retrieve the Fusang Divine Tree." The Sun-Bathing King was a young boy who had been the second prince of the previous generation.

"The master of the Eight Views Palace brought the descendants of the Holy Queen of the Human Race inside. There might be an ambush. Let's wait for them to come out here."

Even with the Golden-Winged Mirror, the Golden Crow King resolutely rejected the proposal. After all, it was the place where the Great Emperor had attained enlightenment, and the dangers were unpredictable.

With the death of the King of Fusang and the loss of the King of Yuri, the other major powers will likely have their own ideas.

The other three kings remained silent and no longer suggested forcibly entering Tang Valley.

Behind them, three thousand Golden Crow experts stepped forward, their minds radiating brilliant golden light, each containing a three-zhang-long (approximately 10 meters) jade platform.

This is an unparalleled formation that the former Golden Crow Saint used the power of his entire clan to collect countless divine materials and forge. It is even more powerful than the eight black Golden Crow Saint Banners and is comparable to a legendary holy weapon.

It can be said that this is an alternative forbidden artifact that can only be used three times. It was only used once, hundreds of thousands of years ago, when the Golden Crow Clan was driven into their ancestral land.

Three thousand experts, each holding a jade platform, floated in the sky, sat upon them, and chanted scriptures. Brilliant beams of light shot out into the outer realm, forming a divine array that sealed off Tang Valley.

The experts watching from the outside all frowned upon seeing this scene.

"The Golden Crow Clan actually possesses such a peerless divine artifact. Even after the Eight Views Palace Master took away the Golden Sacred Tree and the Golden Crow Banner, they were still able to produce the Black-Winged Gilded Mirror and the Three Thousand Altars." The Supreme Elder of the Longevity Temple in the Underworld Ridge has arrived; he is a king.

"Yes, although the Golden Crow Clan cannot surpass the other major powers, its rich foundation is far superior."

Behind him stood the Daoist Zhengde, the father of the Daoist Sanque, who nurtured one of the three souls of the Daoist Sanque, and was one foot in the realm of kings, extremely powerful.

The current Human King of the Human King Palace, the Palace Master of the Moon Palace, the Leader of the Heavenly Demon Alliance, the Lord of the White Tiger Manor...

There weren't many people who came, but they were all extremely powerful, all contemporary kings. Some of the sect leaders were not kings at all and didn't even have the qualifications to get close before being killed by the Golden Crow Clan's experts with a single sword strike.

These kings were merely tolerated and watched from the outside. King Jinwu knew that these people all carried sacred artifacts, and he was afraid that if they were pushed too far, they would cause trouble.

"The Fusang Divine Tree is a natural possession of our race. Even if they enter Tang Valley first, they will not be able to obtain it."

King Yangwu coldly observed those "malicious" individuals.

At this moment, the divine array took shape, golden mist surged, and the world was shrouded in darkness. One after another, figures with outstretched wings stood in mid-air, their eyes piercing and their killing intent soaring to the heavens!

However, for ten days in a row, there was no movement in Tang Valley, no one came out, and the Fusang Divine Tree was not taken away.

The ancient palace in the sky remained unchanged, as if no one had ever entered it.

King Golden Crow could no longer sit still and sent King Bathing Sun to the island with the Black-Winged Golden Mirror.

"boom"

The three kings joined forces, unleashing the Golden-Winged Mirror, which transformed into a giant golden crow that crashed into the Valley of Tang. Its overwhelming power threatened to shatter the ocean formed by the sacred power of the sun.

King Yang shouted, his voice echoing in all directions: "You two little beasts, come out here!"

King Yangwu's eyes gleamed like knives, and the iron sword on his back rang out with a clang, filled with excitement for the upcoming battle.

The weapons of kings have essentially given birth to deities and possess a rudimentary consciousness.

The legendary holy weapon possessed immense power, capable of even briefly breaking through the solar holy power of the Fusang Divine Tree. In an instant, a vacuum passage appeared in Tang Valley, leading directly to the Cloud Palace.

The three kings walked side by side, their steps like dragons and tigers, their demonic power overwhelming. They followed the Black-Winged Golden Mirror, intending to break in.

"They've really gone in?" Daoist Zhengde narrowed his eyes, his divine light gleaming, and looked at the Supreme Elder. "Shouldn't we make a move? What if the Golden Crow Clan manages to seize the Fusang Divine Tree?"

The abbot of Changsheng Temple, his Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, held the legendary sacred weapon, the Changsheng Halberd, in his hand. Though not tall, he stood majestically like a mountain, towering above the clouds.

After a moment, he said, "The master of the Eight Views Palace has made his move. Let's see how many experts the Golden Crow Clan will have to lose today to subdue such a vicious villain."

Such dialogues are not limited to the concept of longevity.

The White Tiger Manor Master held a silver knife, poised but not yet drawn; the Human King of the Human King Palace held an ancient, simple seal, its intricate patterns resembling those of the heavens; the Moon Palace Master sat serenely within the Moon Palace, silent and observing the unfolding events...