Covering the Sky: The Ruthless Empress's Brother, Becoming an Emperor Through Biting!

three days later.

The main force of Lingxu Cave Heaven set off.

This time, not only Elder Wu Qingfeng, but several elders from the sect also went out, along with dozens of inner disciples.

In the group, an elder with a sinister face kept glancing at Jiang Xuan and Ye Fan at the back of the group, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

He was Elder Han.

Ever since he learned that Jiang Xuan and Ye Fan had eaten the sacred fruit in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, he had been keeping an eye on the two of them.

He was nearing the end of his life and was thinking about whether he could refine the two of them into a powerful elixir to prolong his own life.

Anyway, they're just useless bodies, so even if they go missing, the sect probably won't care much.

Primitive ruins.

This is a vast ancient land, with broken walls and ancient trees reaching for the sky, and terrifying roars of beasts can be heard from afar from time to time.

The group had just entered the outer perimeter of the ruins.

"roar!"

"Enemy attack! It's the demon race!"

Suddenly, dozens of strangely shaped demonic beasts rushed out from a dense forest and launched a fierce attack on the Lingxu Cave Heaven's group.

"Form ranks! Prepare for battle!" Wu Qingfeng roared.

The elders of Lingxu Cave immediately rushed forward and engaged in battle with the demon experts.

The scene instantly descended into chaos.

Divine power surged, and light radiated everywhere.

"Xiao Fan, Pang Bo, stay close to me!" Jiang Xuan became serious for once, protecting the two behind him.

"Uncle, what's that?" Ye Fan pointed to the sky.

A wolf-headed, human-bodied demon was locked in a fierce battle with Elder Wu Qingfeng.

"Stop looking, quickly hide!"

Jiang Xuan pulled the two of them and hid behind a boulder.

And right at this moment.

Elder Han, who had remained silent throughout, quietly left the main battlefield.

His eyes gleamed with greed and malice.

"The Ancient Sacred Body...has opened up the sea of ​​suffering?"

"Heh, so what?"

"It must be the effect of the holy medicine! It's truly heaven's help!"

Elder Han licked his lips.

He set his sights on Jiang Xuan and Ye Fan.

"That old bastard Wu Qingfeng still wants to raise them like treasures?"

"What a joke! How could the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven possibly nurture two Ancient Sacred Bodies?"

"If I could capture them to refine medicine, my cultivation would surely advance another level! And my lifespan would be extended!"

Elder Han made up his mind to take advantage of the fact that the elders of Lingxu Cave Heaven were fighting with the demons and no one was paying attention to this side.

He planned to secretly kidnap Jiang Xuan and Ye Fan.

"Two newcomers who have just begun their journey through hardship, easily captured."

Elder Han sneered and, like a ghost, circled around to the back of the boulder.

"Um?"

Jiang Xuan was complaining about how dusty it was when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

"Who?" Ye Fan and Pang Bo turned around alertly.

Elder Han was looking at them with a sinister grin.

"Elder Han...?" Pang Bo was taken aback.

"You two little bastards, come with me."

Elder Han didn't waste any words. With a wave of his hand, a massive divine power surged out, transforming into a giant hand that grabbed at Jiang Xuan and Ye Fan.

"Not good!" Ye Fan exclaimed in alarm. He was about to use his divine power to resist.

Elder Han was a cultivator at the Life Spring Realm, and his oppressive aura made it impossible for the three of them to breathe.

"It's over..." Ye Fan's heart sank.

"They're really courting death!"

To everyone's surprise, Jiang Xuan merely frowned.

At the critical moment, the nine-colored immortal cauldron inside his body moved slightly.

"Buzz..."

A terrifying aura emanated from the immortal cauldron.

It instantly enveloped Elder Han.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Elder Han's sinister smile froze.

His large hand, which was reaching for the three of them, stopped in mid-air.

In his eyes, greed and resentment had not yet dissipated, but the vitality in his body had vanished.

"Thump."

Under the dumbfounded gazes of Ye Fan and Pang Bo.

This arrogant Elder Han simply collapsed to the ground.

He was completely lifeless.

He died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

"..."

"..."

A deathly silence fell behind the boulder.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo exchanged a glance.

They both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

"Just...just now..." Pang Bo stammered, "What happened?"

Ye Fan's gaze was firmly fixed on Jiang Xuan.

"Uncle," Ye Fan's voice was low, "did you...do this?"

Jiang Xuan patted the dust that had blown onto his body.

"What's the big deal?"

He glanced at the corpse on the ground, shrugged, and said in a flat tone, "Of course, it was my uncle who, with a mighty force, suppressed this old codger."

Ye Fan: "..."

Pang Bo: "..."

The corners of their mouths twitched simultaneously.

The tiger's body trembled?

Uncle, are you serious?

Ye Fan was also speechless.

Clearly, none of them believed Jiang Xuan's truth.

However, regardless of their disbelief, both of them knew exactly what was going on.

Elder Han's death is definitely related to his uncle.

Although they had no idea how their uncle had managed to do it.

"Uncle, you..." Ye Fan was about to ask further.

Jiang Xuan waved his hand impatiently: "Alright, it's just an old bastard, he's dead, so be it. We shouldn't stay here any longer. If they finish fighting and find an extra corpse here, we'll have to explain, which is too much trouble."

Ye Fan agreed with his words and didn't ask any further questions.

Pang Bo, even more audacious, leaned over and kicked Elder Han's corpse with his toe, muttering under his breath, "Serves you right, for trying to harm us."

He turned and glanced at Jiang Xuan, a look of admiration on his face.

Anyway, with their uncle around, they're safe.

"Let's go." Jiang Xuan checked the direction.

"We need to find a quiet place and wait until they're done fighting."

Ye Fan and Pang Bo exchanged a glance and immediately followed.

……

The primitive ruins stretched as far as the eye could see.

The shouts of battle and the sounds of divine power clashing continued in the distance.

The three deliberately avoided the direction of the battlefield and headed deeper into the ruins.

The ruins here are even older, with many stone walls engraved with blurry runes, exuding a wild and desolate atmosphere.

"What was this place before?" Ye Fan touched a broken stone tablet and murmured to himself.

"Whatever it is." Jiang Xuan walked ahead, looking around. "I'm just wondering if there's anything good in this place."

Jiang Xuan vaguely remembered that in the original story, Uncle Pang Bo obtained the Wheel Sea Scroll of the Daoist Scripture from the primitive ruins.

"Uncle, look over there!" Pang Bo suddenly pointed forward.

In the dense forest ahead of them, the outline of an ancient palace was partially revealed.

It was an ancient temple.

It appears to have risen from the ground, with most of it still buried in the soil, revealing only the dilapidated roof and a dark, gaping door.

"Let's go take a look," Ye Fan suggested.

The three of them cautiously approached the ancient temple.

The palace gate had long since decayed, leaving only an empty door frame.

Looking inside, it was pitch black, as if it were connected to the deepest hell.

"Why does this place feel so eerie?" Pang Bo rubbed his arms, feeling a chill emanating from the main hall.

"Be careful." Ye Fan's expression also became serious. He circulated his divine power around his body, ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

Jiang Xuan didn't care.

He yawned and was the first to go in.

"Who cares if it's creepy or not, let's see if there's anything good."

Inside the ancient hall, a thick layer of dust had accumulated.

Several huge stone pillars fell to the ground, and most of the roof of the palace collapsed.

Moonlight streamed through the hole, creating a stark contrast with the shadows in the corner.

"call……"

A sudden gust of cold wind swept through the main hall.

"What is it?" Pang Bo shouted nervously.

Ye Fan tensed up instantly.

Just then.

"call out--!"

In the deepest darkness of the ancient temple, two beams of light flashed out!

The green light, only the size of a fist, traced two strange arcs in the air before stopping in mid-air.

They looked like two will-o'-the-wisps.

An indescribable chill and evil aura instantly enveloped the entire ancient hall.

That wasn't the aura of a living being, but a kind of spirit!

"What...what the hell is this thing?" Pang Bo's voice trembled.

Under the gaze of those two will-o'-the-wisps, he felt as if his soul was about to freeze.

Ye Fan was on high alert.

The pressure this thing put on him was even greater than that on Elder Han from before!

This is a remnant soul of the descendant of the demon emperor and the grandson of the Azure Emperor in the original work.

It had originally chosen Pang Bo as the target for possession.

Unexpectedly, it suddenly abandoned Pang Bo, transformed into a green lightning bolt, and charged straight at Jiang Xuan's brow with endless greed and excitement!

"Uncle, watch out!"

Ye Fan and Pang Bo shouted at the same time.

They wanted to go to the rescue, but it was too late.

"Tch, trying to possess me."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xuan muttered a complaint in his mind.

"Go tell my immortal cauldron."

"Buzz—"

Instantly, the nine-colored immortal cauldron in Jiang Xuan's sea of ​​suffering didn't even bother to move.

It only emitted a faint aura.

The remnant soul of the nineteenth-generation descendant of the Azure Emperor was located an inch away from Jiang Xuan's brow.

It just stopped there.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

"puff."

It was directly suppressed by the aura of the immortal cauldron.

They were completely erased before they could even utter a scream.

Inside the ancient palace.

That cold and evil aura disappeared.

It was as if it had never existed.

"..."

Ye Fan and Pang Bo remained with their mouths open.

They stared blankly at Jiang Xuan.

Was that will-o'-the-wisp suppressed by my uncle again?

"Uncle!" A moment later, Ye Fan rushed over. "Are you...are you alright?"

Pang Bo also realized what was happening and asked, "Uncle! Where did that will-o'-the-wisp go? Where did it go?"

Jiang Xuan looked at the two nervous juniors and shook his head helplessly.

"Of course I'm fine! As for that old devil, I've naturally suppressed him!"

Both of them were stunned for a moment after hearing this.

Was that really a ghost?