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

Seeing this, Lü Yao said directly, "This heaven-defying array pattern will not be discovered by anyone, and within a radius of a thousand miles, countless powerful figures are lying in ambush. You don't need to act like this."

Upon hearing this, the Imperial Advisor relaxed: "What brings you here?"

"I have some doubts. Please use your divination skills to calculate it for me in a moment."

"Not a Great Emperor?"

"No, that doesn't count." This old fellow who knows divination techniques should be used properly. We can't directly try to divine matters related to the Celestial Venerable of Immortality; we have to take a roundabout approach.

Each of the eighteen warships was hundreds of feet long, gleaming with a cold, metallic luster under the moonlight.

The Changsheng Ancient Taoist Temple stands opposite it, magnificent and solemn, like an immortal sacred hall. Every brick and tile is engraved with runes, exuding an ancient aura, truly as if it were passed down from ancient times.

Although the Changsheng Temple is powerful, it is also very low-key. If it weren't for the fact that Sanque Daoren became sworn brothers with Yin Tiande, Lu Ya and others, very few people would have noticed this force. There have only been a few successors throughout the generations.

But these few people are enough to stand on equal footing with forces such as the Human King Palace and the Ziwei Divine Dynasty, and they also possess legendary sacred artifacts such as the Longevity Ancient Temple and the Longevity Halberd.

"Boom"

With a resounding drumbeat, a king, his body gleaming like cast silver, stepped off the warship of the Human King's Palace. He exuded a powerful aura and possessed the bearing of a ruler who reigned supreme.

As soon as he appeared, the moonlight in the sky poured down on him like water, making him even brighter.

"Is it the old king of the Human King Palace?! Didn't he die five hundred years ago?" the Heavenly Mystery Grand Master exclaimed, never expecting that this person would be the one who came.

The Golden Crow King was injured by the Old Man King, which caused him to go into seclusion for a thousand years.

Although the current Human King has severed the Dao, he is too young and far inferior to the Great Human King. It may take more than a hundred years for him to catch up.

Sure enough, the next moment, another person stepped off the warship. It was the current Human King of the Human King Palace, with his black hair flowing down, silver armor gleaming, and a disdainful look in his eyes.

"It's a pleasant surprise that you're still alive, fellow Daoist."

From the ancient Taoist temple of longevity, an aged voice rang out, and a thin old man emerged, dressed in an old Taoist robe. The front of the robe was embroidered with the Yin-Yang symbol and the Eight Trigrams, while the back depicted a landscape of mountains and rivers.

It's like an old Taoist priest who has walked out of ancient times, giving people an endless sense of antiquity and vicissitude.

Behind him followed the contemporary abbot of the Changsheng Temple, and also the Daoist Zhengde.

"Qinggu Daoist, you appeared with the Longevity Halberd during our last trip to the North Sea, but we didn't have a chance to use it. This time, I can finally see your magnificent figure after you've reached your peak."

The old man, Wang, laughed heartily, his eyes radiating a silver divine light, like two great lamps illuminating every inch of space within a hundred miles.

The Taoist priest Qinggu said blankly, "It's better not to make a move."

"Hmph, since you're all here, how could we not make a move?" The old king sneered disdainfully. Behind him, eighteen large ships emitted divine light, connecting together to form a great array, seemingly to seal this space-time. The void instantly thickened, making it difficult to breathe.

"You worthless scoundrels, get out here!" The old king roared, and the mountains and rivers shattered, and the clouds vanished.

The Taoist priest sighed softly, "These people insist on getting involved in matters between our two families."

Behind him, the Taoist temple of immortality was filled with swirling, churning, and surging waves that spread outwards.

Both sacred artifacts radiated holy power, poised to sweep across the region, shattering mountain peaks one after another.

However, a few of them, radiating powerful energy, remained completely intact.

Several figures emerged from the mountaintop, some expressionless, some with cold smiles, but all were beings who had severed their Dao.

The old king's face was grim: "White Tiger King... Heavenly Demon King... Old Emperor Ziwei... King of Light..."

Each name that came out of his mouth sent shivers down the spines of this ancient star.

The Temple of Longevity and the Hall of Human Kings brought a total of four kings and four sacred artifacts. However, these people with ulterior motives possessed even more kings and sacred artifacts.

Meanwhile, Lu Yao and his companion were thousands of miles away, standing beside a tranquil lake with rippling blue waves.

"Dao Master, why are you leaving? Are you giving up the Ancient Scripture of the Divine Spirits?" When the old Grand Master of Heavenly Mystery saw the old Emperor Ziwei appear, he did not feel regret, but rather lamented that he could not obtain the Ancient Scripture of the Divine Spirits.

Standing by the lake, watching the fragrant grasses swaying in the water and the lake surface shimmering in the mist, Lü Yao was in a great mood.

After hearing what the Heavenly Master said, Lü Yao replied, "The Divine Ancient Scripture is not there; it was just a feint."

"The third time?" The Heavenly Mystery Grand Master suddenly realized that this time, the appearance of the four great kings had attracted all the overlords in the open, except for the deceased Golden Crow King and the Taiyin Sect Master.

"With your divination skills, calculate the whereabouts of the Qinggu Daoist of the Mingling Longevity Temple and the younger brother of the current Human King. If I am not mistaken, they should be in the same place."

Lü Yao asserted.

Both of them are already on the verge of becoming kings; they have the strength and the status, making them the perfect fit.

In the original storyline, it was these two who were the first to step forward to exchange the scriptures, which were then stolen by someone else.

The Three Missing Taoists all appeared along with the Qinggu Taoist, but the Zhengde Taoist did not. There is only one explanation for that.

"Both of them possess ancient divine scriptures, which are related to a certain ancient celestial being. How you track their movements is up to you; I only want the results."

Without hesitation, the Imperial Preceptor Tianji said directly, "If that's the case, the cost won't be high."

As soon as he finished speaking, he sat cross-legged on the ground, and a divine light shot out from between his eyebrows, transforming into a Yin-Yang Bagua compass. Strands of divine light intertwined and shot out, forming mysterious patterns in the void in front of him.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the old national advisor said directly, "The Ascension Cliff!"

Yuhuaxianya?

Qinggu Daoren and the younger brother of the King of Men are truly shrewd; they have returned to the place of origin.

The distance between Yuhua Immortal Cliff and Tianyuan City is extremely far. Even if Lü Yao learned the Void Array Pattern from the Black Emperor, it would be a pipe dream to cross half of Luzhou in a short time.

Fortunately, he still had the sacred artifact.

With a thought, a blue moon appeared between his brows, and a wisp of holy power was unleashed, instantly piercing through the void in front of him.

"Let's go." Lü Yao grabbed the sleeve of the Heavenly Mystery Master, and like a shooting star, he disappeared into the dark passage, his figure vanishing beside the green lake.

The next moment, two figures emerged from the void on a vast blue sea.

Here, the waves surge and roar, and as far as the eye can see, there is no land in sight.

The old imperial advisor looked up at the sky; the stars were somewhat dim, and dawn would soon break.

But he could still determine his location by the stars. He quickly calculated with his fingers and immediately said:

"The location is thousands of miles away, but it's not far."

Lu Yao's hands glowed brightly as he traced array patterns in the void. A moment later, with a "hum," a void gate opened.

Ten thousand miles passed in the blink of an eye, and when it reappeared, Lü Yao was seeing the appearance of the Feathered Immortal Cliff.

At this moment, two people stood on the Immortal Cliff, each holding half a page of crimson gold paper, as red as blood.

"Senior Qinggu's wisdom and calculation are truly outstanding. Who could have imagined that the attack on Tianyuan Mountain was just a feint?"

The King's younger brother was covered in silver light, with white hair, but his face was as tender as a baby's.

"There's no time to lose, let's make the exchange as soon as possible." Daoist Zhengde stepped forward, holding half a page of the ancient scripture, his gaze fixed on the other half.

"Alright." The King's brother handed over the ancient scripture. The two halves of the scripture slowly came into contact, and divine chains extended out, intertwining and turning into a complete page of scripture, crimson and dripping with color. The Dao marks on it resembled those of a divine phoenix, and even the sound of a phoenix's cry could be heard continuously.

Even the usually rigid Zhengde Daoist couldn't help but show a look of surprise upon seeing this scene.

The younger brother of the contemporary king had a flushed face and felt slightly dizzy.

This is an ancient scripture of the gods, a legendary art of immortality. What has it been for all these years of cultivation?

However, the word "immortality" is mentioned.

However, at that very moment, in the blink of an eye, a giant hand suddenly appeared, descending from the starry sky, swirling with mist, its Dao principles shining brightly.

"How dare you! You actually managed to find this place!"

The King's brother roared, his sonic waves shattering the clouds and creating towering waves hundreds of feet high. A dazzling light burst forth from behind his head, revealing a small tower with its base facing upwards, exuding a black hole. Its power was astonishing, as if it could refine the azure sea and sky.

On the other side, Daoist Zhengde was not to be outdone. A small stone sword flew out of his hand. It was unusually ancient, as if it had been ground from a rock. It was surrounded by holy power. Wherever the blade passed, the void shattered inch by inch, creating a rift valley.

"How come there are still two sacred artifacts!" an aged voice rang out.

Caught off guard, the giant hand was shattered by the two sacred artifacts. Then, the tower and the sword, undeterred, shot straight into the sky.

"town!"

The younger brother of the current Human King, and also the deputy hall master of the Human King's Palace, he is incomparable to the great power who perished outside the Eight Views Palace. He is extremely powerful and is only half a step away from successfully severing his Dao.

His white eyebrows stood on end, his gray hair hung upside down, and he followed closely behind the Holy Tower, striding towards the void where the great enemy was hidden.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a strange Daoist melody resounded through the heavens and earth. The expressions of the two Daoists, Zhengde and his companion, changed drastically as they realized that the sacred artifact was no longer under their control.

These are all Taoist artifacts refined by the sages in the temple. After their deaths, they were left to their descendants for the purpose of protecting the Tao. They have been passed down from generation to generation. How could someone possibly take control of them?

Two figures appeared in the void, one shrouded in mist and the other obscured by starlight, neither of whom could be recognized.

The previous mastermind was clearly the former's handiwork.

After briefly seizing control of the Holy Tower and Holy Sword by activating the "Soldier" secret technique, Lü Yao used the "Travel" secret technique to instantly arrive beside Daoist Zhengde. At this moment, the page of the Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold Book was floating beside him.

"Get out of my way!" Daoist Zhengde transformed his finger into a sword, unleashing a silvery sword light in an attempt to drive away the mysterious man.

But the other party shot out a beam of light from their eyes, which instantly struck his heart, leaving a bloody hole.

"Pfft!" Daoist Zhengde coughed up a mouthful of blood, was blasted back a hundred feet by the powerful divine force, and crashed to the ground.

Lü Yao did not go all out, otherwise Zhengde Daoist would have been killed by the Demon Emperor Jiuzhan just now, after all, his son Sanque Daoist was his subordinate.

He reached out and grabbed the Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold Scripture pages. They were burning hot to the touch. A phoenix cried out, and the rosy glow dyed half the sky red, dazzling and brilliant.

Even more strangely, a vigorous vitality constantly blooms from the palm of the hand, making one feel lightheaded, as if one could ascend to immortality in the next second.

"Put down the ancient divine scripture!" The younger brother of the current Human King arrived, unable to control the sacred artifact, but still formed a hand seal and unleashed the ultimate technique of the Human King's Seal.

"boom"

With a casual flick of his finger, Lü Yao shattered the Human King's Seal, and the opponent fell into the depths of the blue sea with a "plop".

The Phoenix Blood Crimson Gold Pages transformed into crimson light and disappeared into the Sea of ​​Wheels, standing side by side with the Divine Mark Purple Gold Pages that recorded the incomplete Primordial Scripture, rising and falling on the Pure White Sea of ​​Bitterness.

Lu Yao took a step forward, arrived beside the star-like figure watching the battle, grabbed his sleeve, tore through the void, and disappeared into the Feathered Immortal Cliff.

At this moment, the two sacred artifacts lost the control of the "Soldier" secret technique and were not operated by their master. Their radiance dimmed and their sacred power dissipated, and they floated in the void.

After a long while, Zhengde Daoist repaired his chest injury, removed the Daoist principles from the wound, and staggered to the edge of the Feathered Immortal Cliff.

He gritted his teeth, extremely angry: "The Ancient Scripture of the Gods! The Ancient Scripture of the Gods!"

The theft of the Divine Scripture will surely drive the King's Palace and the Longevity Temple mad, prompting them to send out powerful figures to search the entire world.

After all, there are very few people on the entire ancient star who can easily suppress the Holy Tower Stone Sword with the art of weapon control.