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

Only the most accomplished kings!

The king's brother rose from the sea, soaking wet, his silver hair disheveled, his skin cracked, revealing his stark white bones.

His face contorted with rage: "Even if we summon the Sage Ancestor, he will surely kill this man!"

Master Zhengde regained his composure: "We must pay a heavy price to have the Tianji Sect intervene!"

"Let's go, hurry back to Tianyuan Mountain."

On the other side, Lü Yao, along with the old national advisor Tianji, had already fled tens of thousands of miles away. A streak of light pierced through the clouds, leaving behind a void.

The two landed on an ancient mountain.

"Lord Dao, where are we headed now?"

The old Imperial Advisor was also at a loss. Despite his advanced age, he was still traveling around, faster than the Dharma Boat.

Lu Yao looked at him and asked, "If other astrologers predict who will steal the ancient scripture, is there any way to avoid it?"

The old Grand Preceptor lowered his head and pondered for a long time. After a while, he said uncertainly, "I have a method that can connect the Dao Lord's aura with the Emperor Weapon's aura. Any Celestial Master who tries to trace the cause and effect of the Dao Lord will suffer a backlash and die."

“Teach me,” Lü Yao said directly.

He was genuinely afraid that the old master of the Taiyuan Heavenly Mystery Sect would take action. This time, the Longevity Temple and the Human King Palace were truly in a hurry, and might even awaken the sleeping saint or even the Saint King.

The other forces in Gu Xing might also get involved, and then they would have no choice but to leave Ziwei in disgrace.

The old national teacher imparted the secret method on the spot, and after Lü Yao circulated it for a week, he incorporated it into his practice of the Devouring Heaven Immortal Technique.

But he was overthinking it. With the ruthless divine sense within him and the Devouring Demon Jar in hand, it would probably take a Great Sage-level astrologer to calculate his karma.

Moreover, it will severely shorten one's lifespan, or even cause death.

Lu Yao took out the Azure Moon Holy Sword, and a dazzling blade of light, imbued with holy power, tore through the void: "Back to Tianyuan Mountain, let's join in the fun again."

He stepped inside, and the old Grand Master of Heavenly Secrets had no choice but to guide him down with the starlight. After the starlight enveloped his entire body, he followed him.

Under the moonlit night, Tianyuan Mountain was shrouded in a hazy glow. Nearly ten kings fought, their holy might shattering the heavens and earth. Strange phenomena, ancient secret techniques, and Dao traces flew together as the battle reached its climax.

Many cultivators in Tianyuan City had already been startled by the commotion and transformed into streaks of light to stand outside the battlefield to watch, occasionally offering their comments.

Suddenly, a dazzling beam of divine power erupted, and within the beam was a human-shaped figure.

Then, one after another, equally hazy figures appeared, so powerful that even the starry sky trembled, the stars and moon hung upside down, and mountains and rivers shattered.

"They have fully revived the sacred artifacts!"

Some people are even having trouble speaking properly; such a scene has probably never occurred in ten thousand years.

When was the last major battle that saw the resurgence of many sacred artifacts?

It was as if a peerless genius called the Azure Emperor had crossed the star field and stirred up a complete mess here.

Everyone retreated hastily. Some were a step too slow and were hit by the king's energy fluctuations or holy might, instantly turning into blood and mud, leaving only charred black and white bones on the ground, which rolled twice and disappeared without a trace.

The divine power grew ever greater, and humanoid deities reached out to seize the stars in the sky, transforming them into means to subdue demons.

There were also deities resembling white tigers, whose claws could unleash golden energy that stretched for thousands of miles, creating spatial rifts that could not be healed for a long time.

......

When Lü Yao returned, this was the scene he saw: utter chaos.

"Someone's coming!" The old national advisor had just appeared when he saw a streak of blood-red light shooting towards him.

The streak of light was filled with blood and killing intent. He thought he had been ambushed, so he immediately took out the broken Holy Mirror, its surface shimmering with divine light, and prepared to launch an attack.

"It's Granny Tianyao. She's used the Tianyao Disintegration Technique and is trying to escape," Lü Yao stopped him.

As a rogue cultivator, Granny Tianyao naturally lacked the protection of a sacred artifact and was not as powerful as the Tianyao King of the Tianyao Alliance. After the sacred artifact was fully revived, her demonic body was shattered by the Longevity Halberd. She barely managed to use a forbidden technique and sacrificed four disciples to escape from this wisp of incomplete primordial spirit.

"Get out of my way! Get out of my way, or I'll extract your soul, refine it into the demon lamp, and condemn you to eternal damnation!"

The Heavenly Demon Granny has a hideous and terrifying face, and her primordial spirit is dim and could be extinguished at any moment.

Lu Yao remained calm and showed no intention of stepping aside. He simply stretched out a large hand and slapped down directly.

"boom"

The secret technique of reversing Yin and Yang, once the two energies are reversed, will immediately obliterate the remnant soul.

The old imperial advisor stroked his beard and put away the sacred mirror.

However, an unexpected change occurred.

Perhaps the fully revived sacred artifact disturbed the ocean of Yin sacred power, as the dense, ink-black Yin sacred power began to contract, retreating towards a central underground vault.

"Boom!"

Almost simultaneously, Tianyuan Mountain was shaken and collapsed by the battle between the kings, revealing a huge cave.

Boundless resentment and yin energy surged forth, accompanied by ghostly wails and howls. Undying souls burst forth from within, instantly filling the sky and obscuring the starlight and moonlight.

A sage's skull appeared in Lü Yao's hand, shining with a strange light, and had an unusual connection with the cave at the foot of Tianyuan Mountain.

Chapter 284 The Old Madman Makes His Move

The vast ocean of Yin holy power swept away everything, pouring into the black cavern and revealing the original appearance of this place.

This place is barren, with strange rocks everywhere and a reddish-brown ground, making it appear extremely desolate.

Some say that this phenomenon was caused by the Yin Emperor of the past, when Yin gave rise to Yang, reaching its extreme.

Within Tianyuan Mountain, billowing black mist filled the air, and silvery light constantly shot out from the caves, dyeing the sky silver. Even more terrifying, the screams of ghosts and wolves echoed continuously, and endless resentment lingered.

The simultaneous occurrence of unexpected events in two different places caught everyone off guard.

The old man, Wang, radiated a silvery glow, his eyes cold and sharp. He sensed that a peerless monster was about to emerge from the Tianyuan Mountain cave, and his scalp tingled. He couldn't help but say:

"Fellow Daoists, the Changsheng Temple and the Human King Palace had no intention of exchanging the ancient divine scriptures this time. It was just a false rumor. Now that an unexpected event has occurred, releasing an unparalleled ferocious beast, we should join forces to suppress this Yin Cave first."

Contrary to his usual dull demeanor, Qinggu Daoren's eyes flashed like lightning as he warily looked towards the Yin Cave, then gazed into the distance, his pupils shrinking: "That ancient sage has emerged from seclusion."

Where the Taiyin Ocean disappeared, a cave appeared. A tall figure emerged, disheveled and resembling a demon god. With each step he took, he resonated with the heavens and earth.

But at that moment, from the Yin Cave beneath the feet of the kings, the Netherworld Mist suddenly surged forth in exponentially, and a strangely shaped figure appeared, its body flowing with the Holy Power of Yin, and an aura of pressure that made heaven and earth tremble appeared.

The Heavenly Demon King, the King of Light, and the others quickly snapped out of their daze and stopped looking at the saint in the distance.

Because they were locked onto by a powerful divine sense, their hair instantly stood on end:

"What kind of monster did we release? How come it possesses holy might?!"

"It's a saint! This is a saint too!" the old king of the Human King Hall roared. Dao patterns appeared under his feet, and he retreated several miles in an instant. The divine array composed of eighteen ancient ships dissipated directly, and he followed suit.

"Could this dark cave be the tomb of a sage?" the crowd cursed, abandoning their confrontation and dispersing away.

Two men, believing themselves to be human, actually headed towards the human sage who emerged from the cave, shouting loudly, "A monster has appeared at the foot of Tianyuan Mountain! Please, senior, intervene!"

At this moment, the monster at the foot of Tianyuan Mountain finally revealed its true form, shrouded in mist and its skin radiating the power of the Yin, but its terrifying appearance made it impossible for anyone to sleep.

Five human heads are on the shoulders, their jet-black hair flowing wildly. Each head has several faces sewn onto it, some male, some female, some old, some young. They murmur, making incomprehensible sounds, filled with sorrow and anger.

It has eight arms, but each arm is different and clearly comes from different people, which, like its head, inspires fear.

The monster stood tall in the sky, its killing intent rampant, its holy might enveloping all directions, its divine sense fixed on those few kings.

The next second, he disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was next to the Great Accomplished Heavenly Demon Body.

The Heavenly Demon King, wielding a sacred artifact, his black hair hanging upside down, his eyes bloodshot, directly chose to fully revive the sacred artifact. However, the monster's eight arms traced the path of the Dao, continuously bombarding the sacred artifact.

With a "crack," it was smashed to pieces. He reached out and pinched the head of the Heavenly Demon King, which exploded like a watermelon, and his primordial spirit was also annihilated.

In another instant, he flashed and appeared beside another king.

The monster went on a killing spree, its murderous aura overwhelming. With every move, it crushed a fully-formed Heavenly Demon Body as easily as killing a chick, without even giving the opponent a chance to use the secret techniques inherent in the Heavenly Demon Body.

On the other side, Lü Yao looked at the ancient god-like figure and exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Old Madman!"

They spent half a year together under the stars, and the two developed a deep friendship. The old madman even taught him the Tianxuan Secret Technique and lectured him on scriptures. He was both a teacher and a friend, and his relationship with Wei Yi was no less than that with the old madman.

"Are you crazy? That monster killed three kings and is coming this way, why aren't you running?!" The old Grand Master Tianji was speechless. Even if he really knew the human saint, he couldn't just ignore that monster saint, could he?

They thought they could return to the Sun God Court, but unexpectedly, Lü Yao insisted on coming to Tianyuan City again and encountered such an unfortunate thing.

To the surprise of the old Grand Master of Heavenly Secrets, the disheveled saint suddenly looked over, his gaze astonishing, staring at Lü Yao through his messy hair.

"What are you doing here?" the old madman asked in a deep voice, his messy hair falling over his forehead to reveal a silver crescent-shaped Dao mark, from which wisps of Taiyin Holy Power emanated.

Lü Yao knew that the old madman had indeed obtained the Taiyin Ancient Scripture in this "Human Emperor's Enlightenment Ground" and had most likely completed his ultimate transformation, becoming a Great Sage.

But the next second, the old madman's gaze shifted, staring at the monster in the distance. Two terrifying beams of light shot from his eyes, extremely bright, like two divine lamps, piercing through the void.

The old madman said, "You stay here, and I will suppress that monster."

That five-headed, eight-armed monster had already killed four kings, and even the current master of the Human King's Palace had died at his hands. All the elders of the Human King's Palace who controlled the eighteen ancient ships were dead.

Without hesitation, Lü Yao immediately shouted, "Brother Old Madman, don't kill him directly! He might be a direct descendant of the Taiyin Human Emperor!"

"What!" Not only the old madman and the Heavenly Mystery Master, who were rushing from afar to seek the protection of the human saint, but the White Tiger King also heard it. His tiger eyes widened in disbelief.

Lu Yao immediately raised the skull of the Taiyin Saint in his hand, its seven orifices shining with divine light, and a barely perceptible spiritual fluctuation rippled between his brows, indicating an extreme sense of grief.

"I know one of Amitabha Buddha's scriptures for overcoming calamities. It is most suitable to use this scripture to transform the demonic energy and thoughts in his body."

Having said that, a chaotic, colorful light shot out from between Lü Yao's eyebrows and entered the old madman's brow.

"I understand," the old madman said in a deep voice.

He strode away like a shooting star, his figure blurring in everyone's eyes, as if he didn't exist in this time and space.

But Lü Yao knew that it was because the secret cultivation of the word "行" had reached an extremely profound level, vaguely touching upon the realm of time.

He can barely touch it now, but he can't maintain it or change the time around him. He's far from being a Great Sage-level old madman.

The old madman quickly arrived in front of the five-headed, eight-armed monster, no more than ten feet away.

The monster had just crushed the abbot of the Changsheng Temple to death and was now devouring his flesh and blood; all five heads were stained with blood.

Several sacred artifacts floated behind him, all of which he suppressed.

Without a true master, these sacred artifacts could not possibly be a match for a true saint.