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

They all agreed that the master of the Eight Views Palace was a formidable and fearsome figure who would not tolerate the Golden Crow Clan's bullying and would surely come out.

When a figure appeared on the clouds above the Fusang Divine Tree, a thought simultaneously crossed the minds of these people:

Sure enough, he came out.

"You little beast, don't disgrace my legacy, don't disgrace the name of the Holy Emperor of the Human Race, come out and fight!"

Yangwu King unleashed an astonishing sword intent, his killing intent terrifying.

The black-winged gilded mirror continuously emitted divine light, creating a safe space for the three of them within the sacred power of the sun.

King Sun stepped forward and said directly, "I can withstand the power of the sun for a moment. I will then unleash my holy weapon and slay the Eight-View Demon!"

The three moved simultaneously, their killing intent soaring to the heavens, shattering the clouds, and directly activating their legendary holy weapons. A golden crow's cry resounded throughout the three thousand Dao Realms and echoed throughout the Yin and Yang mortal worlds.

Lu Yao stood atop the clouds, looking down at the three kings. He then looked at the mountain-sized golden crow that was crashing towards him with a cold gaze and directly drew the Azure Sky Bow and the Azure Moon Sword.

"buzz"

The Azure Moon Sword liquefied, containing countless runes, and condensed into a large azure-gold arrow, which was nocked on the bowstring.

A being from the netherworld fell to earth, a wisp of quasi-emperor divine power descended, destroying heaven and earth.

Whether it's the three kings wielding the Black-Winged Golden Mirror or Lü Yao drawing the broken Quasi-Emperor Bow, both are enough to destroy a powerful force. Unless a saint's foundation is dormant, they can only helplessly be exterminated.

But now, these two formidable forces are engaged in an earth-shattering battle in the legendary Valley of Tang.

"bang"

A long, emerald-green arrow was suddenly shot out, its trail stretching for miles, spanning the sky in a terrifying yet magnificent display.

Upon seeing this, the three Golden Crow Kings' expressions changed. Even with the protection of the Holy Might, they were still suppressed and trembled all over, their bodies beginning to crack.

Many people have said that the master of the Eight Views Palace has a broken quasi-emperor bow, but a broken weapon certainly cannot be fully restored, while the heirloom sacred artifact is enough to deal with it.

"Fully revive the sacred weapon!"

The Golden Crow King's cold voice came from behind, ordering the three to revive the Golden-Winged Mirror.

"boom"

The golden crow's phantom disappeared, and the Golden-Winged Mirror transformed back into its original form. Within the mirror's surface was a space-time where a golden crow, wreathed in flames, was reborn from the fire.

"Wow!"

A clear, sharp cry rang out, startling all the creatures of the North Sea. A sharp claw emerged from the depths of the mirror, gripping its edge, and then a bird's head wreathed in flames appeared, its eyes cold and lifelike.

"唳"

With a cry that shook the heavens, the three-legged golden crow spread its wings and flew completely out of the mirror, its eyes bursting with dazzling light and its feathers flowing with the essence of solar fire.

It opened its sharp claws, carrying supreme power, and grabbed at the lapis lazuli arrow.

"bang"

Even a small amount of divine power from a quasi-emperor surpasses the Saint Realm; a mere wisp of divine power has the power to annihilate the Nine Heavens and the Yellow Springs.

"唳"

The Golden Crow deity let out a long cry, shattering the void. Half of its body instantly collapsed, turning into specks of light that dissipated.

But the azure-gold arrow was also blocked, transforming back into the Azure Moon Sword, which the Golden Crow lowered its head to bite, before raising its head high and letting out a long cry to the sky.

Weapons are an extension of a cultivator's life. When a legendary sacred artifact is revived, the deity can reproduce a portion of its master's power.

There are even rumors that this mirror was refined by six Golden Crow Great Sages, making it incredibly terrifying.

If it were the flawless Quasi-Emperor Bow, the Black-Winged Golden Mirror would still be somewhat fearful, but since the Azure Sky Bow cannot be revived, that wisp of Quasi-Emperor power has already achieved quite a bit.

The Great Sage dared not take a single blow from a Quasi-Emperor, but there was no news of him being afraid of a Quasi-Emperor's weapon.

The Golden Crow deity stood tall in the sky, with endless fire essence and holy power surging from the gilded mirror behind it, repairing its body. In just an instant, it was healed.

It stretched out its claws to grasp the lapis lazuli longsword, suppressing the deity of the Azure Moon Sword.

A mental wave swept across the North Sea, appearing in the minds of every living being: "Those who offend the Golden Crow shall be killed without mercy!"

This idea originated from its creator, but its domineering nature also made the rulers of various forces look displeased.

The Longevity Halberd, the White Tiger Blade, the Seal of the Human King, the Moon Palace... several legendary sacred artifacts trembled, emanating holy power, with light rising and falling within their interiors...

These deities, unable to contain themselves, also wanted to come out and compete for supremacy.

Lu Yao's gaze darkened as he put away the Azure Sky Bow. The incomplete Quasi-Emperor Bow, lacking even a sacred artifact as a catalyst, couldn't unleash even a wisp of Quasi-Emperor power, failing to suppress the fully revived Great Sacred Weapon—just as he had expected.

The Azure Moon Sword was forged by Lan Ying, whose master had only just entered the Saint Realm, so his divine power was naturally not very strong.

But Lü Yao has countless trump cards up his sleeve. How could a mere Great Sacred Artifact possibly turn the tide?!

He wanted to imprint his invincible aura completely into the bloodline of the Golden Crow clan.

"boom"

Lu Yao took a step and appeared on the outskirts of Tang Valley, facing the three kings of the Golden Crow and confronting the extremely powerful Golden Crow deity.

"You little beast, have you resigned yourself to your fate? Kneel down and kowtow, and perhaps my clan will spare your life. We'll swear an oath to guard our clan's gates for all eternity." The three kings sneered, their arrogance reaching its peak.

Lu Yao remained unfazed and transformed into a streak of colorful light, crashing into the Golden Crow deity as if committing suicide.

"Has he gone mad? Did he commit suicide because he saw no hope of survival?" the lord watching from the sidelines exclaimed.

But the next moment, the sky and earth changed color, the North Sea surged, and a dark light shot out from behind his head. The entire void was like a tattered painting, rising and falling under the impact of that dark light.

A pottery jar floated above Lü Yao's head, bobbing up and down, its dark light blazing and celestial radiance filling the sky. A god-like being emerged from the jar's interior, its face blurred, its white dress billowing, as beautiful as a blooming fairy flower.

The overwhelming aura of absolute dominance descended from heaven and earth, compelling people to kneel in worship.

The abbot of the Changsheng Ancient Temple, the contemporary human king, the master of the White Tiger Manor, the master of the Guanghan Palace... all tried their best to activate the holy weapons in their hands, but they still could not resist the fear deep in their hearts and knelt on the clouds.

Countless Golden Crow masters lost their sparkle instantly and fell into the dark sea like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

The Golden Crow King, finally unable to remain calm, sat atop the ancient war chariot watching the battle, exclaiming in shock, "The Great Emperor's weapon!"

The next moment, the emperor's might swept over him, and he collapsed, falling into the sea along with the ancient war chariot.

Lu Yao walked up to the Golden Crow God, his entire body shrouded in imperial might. A white jade hand emerged from the magic jar, and the Golden Crow God, as large as a mountain, rapidly shrank and landed on the white hand.

The Golden Crow deity no longer possessed its arrogant and domineering demeanor; it trembled like a plucked chicken.

"Crush it." Lü Yao gave the order directly. Now that the Imperial Weapon had fully recovered, there was no room for holding back.

"唳"

With a mournful cry, the Golden Crow flashed with celestial light in its pure white hand, and a vast surge of flying immortal power erupted instantly. The Golden-Winged Mirror, which had reproduced part of the Golden Crow Great Sage's divine might, began to shatter, and cracks appeared everywhere.

With a loud "bang," the Golden Crow God collapsed, and the sacred artifact broke into several pieces, floating in mid-air.

The Devouring Demon Jar was fully restored, consuming a great deal of energy. The lid was lifted, and a black hole appeared, instantly swallowing the Black-Winged Golden Mirror.

The resurrected legendary artifacts were like children in front of the resurrected imperial weapons, utterly powerless to fight back.

Even if a true Great Sage were to arrive, he would be devoured, his blood and bones consumed, by the Devouring Demon Jar, which is comparable to an ordinary Great Emperor.

The Devouring Demon Jar's divine power swept across the entire Ziwei Ancient Star, causing the star to tremble. With each inhalation and exhalation of its essence, the stars in the heavens dimmed a little.

"How...how is this possible...Why would the master of the Eight Trigrams Palace possess an imperial weapon...?"

The bones of the three Golden Crow Kings creaked and groaned as they were crushed into bloody pulp under the Emperor's might.

If they had known that the master of the Eight Views Palace possessed an imperial weapon, how could they have continued targeting the Sun God Cult? With the combat power of a king wielding an imperial weapon, wouldn't he be able to attack whomever he wanted? Even a saint with profound cultivation might not be able to defeat him.

So what if there are nine princes? The Golden Crow Clan can quickly cultivate new princes by throwing countless divine objects at them.

Even with Lao Tzu's great reputation, he was only a quasi-emperor, nothing compared to an imperial weapon!

Lu Yao's gaze was indifferent; he didn't even glance at the Sun King and the others. A wisp of imperial might swept across them, and before they could utter a sound, they vanished into nothingness.

He stepped out of Tang Valley and looked at the countless altars and the Golden Crow experts kneeling on them, most of whom were powerful figures.

It seems all the experts of the Golden Crow Clan are here.

As the Devouring Demon Jar sensed, with a clang, the lid opened, transforming into a black hole, and its vast imperial power swept across all realms.

The golden mist was first shattered, then the divine array formed by the towering pillars of light was torn apart, and finally all three thousand altars were swallowed by the Devouring Demon Jar. The so-called peerless divine array had no power to resist.

Then, the Devouring Demon Jar aimed at the countless golden crows in the sky, spewing out billions of streams of light and color, hazy and dreamlike, yet terrifyingly lethal.

"what......"

The Golden Crow experts howled in despair, utterly powerless to resist. Thousands upon thousands of Golden Crows were crushed into bloody pulp and shattered bones before being devoured.

The sky was completely turned blood red, with no one able to escape unscathed.

Chapter 281 The Illusion of the Sun

The many kings watching were shocked, realizing that the Golden Crow Clan was finished and that the Imperial Weapon had been unleashed. Even if a Saint with profound knowledge were to emerge, they could only temporarily avoid its sharp edge.

If the master of the Eight Views Palace so desired, he could reduce the ancient Fusang Tree Kingdom to ruins and burn its countless millennia-old heritage to ashes.

The Fusang Divine Tree swayed gently, its countless golden leaves unleashing vast amounts of divine solar power to protect Tanggu.

Standing atop the clouds, protected by the Fusang Divine Tree, Li Wan did not kneel or tremble in the face of imperial might. But it was precisely because of this that she witnessed the terrifying full revival of the imperial weapons.

The entire Ziwei Ancient Star felt this terrifying aura that could destroy the world, and could see the auspicious clouds and rosy light bursting forth in the sky above the North Sea.

After sweeping away all the Golden Crow experts, Lü Yao looked at the Golden Crow King.

This expert, who stood at the eighth small step of the Immortal Realm, was in a terrible state. He was forced into the dark sea by the Emperor's might and barely floated on the surface. Blood was spilling from the corner of his mouth and his hair was matted together.

The celestial light from the Devouring Demon Jar deity was aimed at all the Golden Crows, but the Golden Crow King, obeying Lü Yao's orders, held back.

With a thought, Lü Yao sent the deity back into the Devouring Demon Jar, where it fell into a deep sleep once more. Meanwhile, the aura of the Imperial Weapon gradually subsided, transforming into a beam of dark light that entered his brow.

Lu Yao arrived through the air, looking at the Golden Crow King who had fallen into the water in a very sorry state.

"Any last words?"

"Who exactly are you? And why do you possess an imperial weapon?"

King Jinwu's face turned deathly pale. He hadn't expected his opponent to possess an imperial weapon, leading to the annihilation of the Jinwu experts in a single day.

"It doesn't matter. If you have no last words, then face death with equanimity."