Covering the Heavens: Its fortune endures forever, sweeping across all heavens.

"Shut up!" Yin Tiande's expression was indifferent, as if nothing mattered to him.

A hand emerged from the Taoist robe, pressing forward without any mystical magic, only an unbelievably vast magical power. It flowed like a boundless ocean, like a celestial canopy, its strands descending and crushing the void.

With a strange cry, the Red Sun Taoist transformed into a golden crow, a great sun.

The vast essence of the Great Sun Fire filled the heavens and earth. Chi Yang sensed a life-or-death crisis and transformed into his strongest form, ready to fight to the death.

Unfortunately, the gap between a powerful being and someone who has severed the Dao is immeasurable, especially for a prodigy like Yin Tiande who has severed the Dao. Once he becomes a king, he can suppress all the kings in the world.

With a single hand pressing down, three thousand purple energies followed, extinguishing the great sun. In the blink of an eye, the once spirited Golden Crow Daoist was now suppressed by a single hand, his Golden Crow divine blood splattered, his bones shattered inch by inch, and his primordial spirit was extinguished like a candle flame in the wind.

A powerful and renowned expert was killed by Yin Tiande with a single slap.

"How could my uncle have been defeated so easily?" The Golden Crow Princes couldn't believe it: "He was a person on the verge of breaking through to the Dao, having accumulated experience at this level for thousands of years."

Yin Tiande said leisurely, "If you're stuck before you can advance an inch, then you can't advance an inch. What nonsense about settling down."

"If sedimentation is useful, what's the point of having Tianjiao?"

Having spent many years in the Yunmeng world and influenced by the netizens of the Honghuang Guxing Silly World, he has undergone some changes, at least in terms of being annoying people.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with Qin Tian.

“Yin Tiande, you’ve severed your Dao!” Lu Ya said decisively.

"Looks like you've really managed to get on the good side of the Lord of the Eight Views Palace." Lu Ya said angrily.

"But do you think that becoming the master of the Eight Views Palace Master means you can act with impunity?!"

"The Golden Crow Clan's foundation is beyond your imagination."

"You can't even imagine the depth of the Eight Views Palace lineage!" Yin Tiande retorted calmly. Having been a disciple for seven years, he truly respected Qin Tian as his master.

These two seemingly close friends have completely broken off their facade.

"It seems that we alone cannot destroy the Sun God Cult." He knew that Yin Tiande, after his Dao was severed, was no longer someone they could deal with.

Although they were only brothers in name, he knew very well that even if he joined forces with the Three Missing Daoist, they would not be a match for Yin Tiande. Now that he had become a disciple of the Master of the Eight Views Palace, his cultivation had greatly improved, becoming better day by day.

He even easily crossed the Heavenly Abyss of Severing Dao.

These people are no match for him at all.

"Please, Father, make your move!" Lu Ya and the other Golden Crow Princes bowed in unison.

"Destroy the Sun God Cult!"

"Boom!"

A brilliant sun rose from the distant sky, as if a second sun had descended. Its vast and powerful magical energy was violent and dangerous, and the surrounding temperature suddenly rose to an extremely terrifying level. The scorching solar power ignited everything within a hundred miles. The saying that the sun could burn the sky and boil the sea was not an exaggeration, but a reality that was happening right now.

"Oh, they've called for help."

“Old Golden Crow King!” Yin Tiande stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calm as he stared directly at the blazing sun: “After two thousand years of seclusion, you’ve finally shown yourself.”

A fighting spirit rose in his heart. In the Cloud Dream Realm, he had fought against the Dao-Slaying Kings of other planets, and his experience was extremely rich.

But those were all powerful beings from other ancient stars, so they didn't feel real.

The Old Golden Crow was the strongest being on the ancient Ziwei Star. It's no exaggeration to say that Yin Tiande grew up listening to the legends of the Old Golden Crow.

In his childhood, he heard his elders talk about the old Golden Crow's achievements. He was practically a child who grew up listening to the story of the Golden Crow King.

Now, he is confronting the legends of the past, and even someone as indifferent as him feels a long-lost sense of excitement.

The setting sun transformed into a middle-aged man with icy eyes, sharp as a knife, and his body ablaze with terrifyingly intense solar fire.

"Come and fight!" Yin Tiande roared, unleashing his divine power of severing the Dao. The vast purple aura behind him surged and pressed down, shattering the void and obscuring the sun.

"Boundless Expansion!"

Not to be outdone, the Golden Crow King unleashed his divine body, which covered the heavens and earth, and spewed out divine light from his mouth. It was the immeasurable essence of the sun's fire, a vast and boundless ocean of surging flames.

The purple aura and the true fire collided, and for a moment they seemed to melt away silently. However, the void crack at the point of their collision made people realize that things were not so simple.

Yin Tiande formed a hand seal and stepped into the true fire, using the Golden Crow Essence Fire to refine his body. The sounds of divine phoenixes rose and fell within his body, and the phoenix runes taught by Qin Tian resonated with the true blood within him, unleashing boundless power. His entire body was glowing.

The sun's divine fire, capable of burning the heavens and boiling the seas, became the material for his body tempering. The phoenix itself has a legend of being reborn from fire. At this moment, Yin Tiande was like a divine phoenix, every inch of his skin was incredibly clear, like a divine phoenix in the fire, dazzling and splendid.

"These immortal runes are truly incredibly powerful!" Yin Tiande couldn't help but exclaim.

Qin Tian taught his eldest disciple Ye Fan the Kunpeng Rune, and naturally, he couldn't be biased towards his second disciple, so he also taught him another rune of the Immortal King's Treasure Technique.

"Master, who exactly is he?!"

With his extraordinary combat power and mastery of immortal knowledge, Qin Tian is well-versed in both ancient and modern times, making people wonder if he is related to immortals.

"Lend me your true fire to refine your body?" The Golden Crow King's eyes widened. As the Great Sun Golden Crow, the essence fire he condensed was something even a Great Completion King of the same level wouldn't dare to withstand head-on. Now, a junior who had just broken through to the Dao Severing Realm was actually using his true fire to refine his body?!

"A small fire, nothing to fear." Yin Tiande suppressed the real fire in front of him into a ball, and then slowly extinguished it with two fingers together.

"Young man, you are too arrogant!" The Golden Crow King's eyes flashed with cold light.

"When I conquered the world, your ancestors had not even been born yet!" The Golden Crow King transformed into the body of the Great Sun Golden Crow, his three legs flashing with a cold light, and the void was torn apart little by little in front of him.

"Old age does not mean strength. Today I will kill you to prove my path!" Yin Tiande's composure was gone, replaced by an overwhelming fighting spirit, like an ancient emperor descending to earth. There was a sharp aura lurking within his otherworldly demeanor, inspiring awe in all who beheld him.

"One Qi transforms three pure things!"

Facing a Great Accomplishment King, Yin Tiande dared not underestimate him and directly used his supreme technique.

Three streams of pure energy shot out from above his head, transforming in mid-air into beings identical to Yin Tiande, and charged towards the Golden Crow King.

One held the Heavenly Venerable Treasure Bottle Seal, another unleashed the Battle Saint Technique, and the third wielded the Emperor Fist. The three combined their strength, unleashing an extremely powerful aura.

The Emperor's Fist is earth-shattering, cleaving through eternity, burning with divine fire even more brilliant than the Golden Crow King. Extremely yang and powerful, it tears apart the Golden Crow's physical body, scattering bursts of divine fire—his blood, which transforms into pure solar fire the moment it touches the air.

Another incarnation, holding a celestial treasure bottle, immobilized the Golden Crow King in the void, like a cross, rendering him unable to move.

The last avatar, wielding the Battle Saint Technique, further tore apart the Golden Crow's body, revealing its crimson primordial spirit. The four combined their strength, and the Golden Crow King was subjected to a barrage of kicks.

With the combined strength of these four Dao-Slaying prodigies, not to mention a Great Completion King, even a Half-Saint would have to kneel before them.

"You brat, how dare you bully me like this!"

The Golden Crow King roared, realizing he was no match for the enemy, and decisively summoned a black-winged golden halberd. The vast holy power tore through the treasure bottle, and it stood above his head, hovering there, suppressing the heavens and the void, as if he were an immortal god.

"Die!" The Golden Crow King's face was stained with blood, his expression ferocious. "Ziwei doesn't need someone like you!"

That golden halberd with bird wings seemed to sever eternity, bringing with it a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Countless bodies, like gods and demons, descended, a terrifying sight that shocked the world.

"What is that? A legendary god or demon? Or... a holy weapon?" The beings in the Sun God Cult were unable to withstand this immense power and were on the verge of collapse.

Yin Tiande frowned, placed his right hand on his left wrist, tightly gripped a Vajra bracelet, and released a stream of holy energy. Just as he was about to unleash it, he suddenly stopped.

"Give up?!" King Golden Crow sneered, "That's to be expected. No one can withstand the power of a sacred weapon."

"Kid, blame yourself for choosing the wrong master."

Before the golden halberd with bird wings could fall, a hand, black and gold in color, reached out from the void and forcefully grabbed the golden halberd with bird wings.

“I disagree with what you’re saying,” Yin Tiande said seriously as he saw the hand appear.

The Golden Crow King and Yin Tiande were only a foot apart, but this small distance seemed like an insurmountable chasm, which even the activation of holy power could not bridge.

Looking at the Golden Crow King so close to him, Yin Tiande smiled and said, "I think the greatest luck of my life is being able to become a disciple of my master."

King Golden Crow gritted his teeth and said, "Die!"

The deity within the Black-Winged Golden Halberd is reviving, unleashing a vast ocean of divine power, like a star field, with its surface radiating holy killing intent.

In an instant, heaven and earth collapsed, and everything was covered by divine light, so nothing could be seen.

This is the clash of the sacred realms, a power that destroys everything in the world. Anyone facing this power feels like an ant, unable to resist it.

In that divine light, the bird's wings, gleaming with golden light, flew out, only to be slapped away by someone.

The Thousand-Handed Demon God stepped out from the void, wisps of holy energy swirling around him, causing the heavens and earth to weave together the sounds of the Great Dao, praising his Dao fruition.

"Greetings, Great Sage!" Yin Tiande said, bowing.

While Qin Tian was in seclusion, Yin Tiande often sought advice from Thousand-Handed Demon God and others.

The Thousand-Handed Demon God quickly helped him up, and was very kind. During the process of Yin Tiande asking them for advice, they witnessed Yin Tiande's talent. He was a genius of the level of an ancient prince, comparable to the former Fighting Saint King.

There is hope of reaching that position. Even if one cannot compete with Qin Tian in this life, and remains sealed for ten thousand years, there is still a possibility of achieving enlightenment.

The Thousand-Handed Demon God couldn't help but exclaim, "This golden age is too extraordinary!"

“Beings comparable to ancient princes are emerging in endless numbers.”

"However, ultimate victory will surely belong to us." The Thousand-Handed Demon God was full of confidence. His disciple had the potential to become an emperor, but his master was even more so.

"The holy weapon is not bad, but unfortunately... I am the Great Sage!" The Thousand-Handed Demon God's eyes gleamed coldly, and with a casual slap, he caused the gods within to tremble uncontrollably.

"Who are you!" King Jinwu was filled with fear and quickly retreated.

The Thousand-Handed Demon God leisurely said, "A divine general under the command of the Eight Views Palace Master—Thousand Hands!"

"By the decree of the Lord of the Eight Trigrams Palace, I protect the Sun Royal Family!" the Thousand-Handed Demon God said, enunciating each word clearly.

After saying that, he looked back at the Sun God Cult, his eyes filled with sighs. In the ancient times, the name of the Sun Holy Emperor resounded throughout the world, and the scriptures he left behind were known as the Mother Scripture of Humanity and the Immortal Scripture.

The descendants of the Sun Emperor have fallen to such a state. Their power, which should have been comparable to that of the ancient royal families, was almost driven to the brink of extinction by a group of ants who were not even kings.

"Time is truly terrifying!" the Thousand-Handed Demon God sighed. No matter how great a lineage is, no matter how powerful a person is, they will eventually fall to the ravages of time.

"That's why I want to become an immortal!" the Thousand-Handed Demon God murmured to himself, his resolve to follow Qin Tian growing stronger.

The Thousand-Handed Demon God looked at the void beside him and said, "Fellow Daoist, come out!"

"Oh, you were actually able to find my trail?" A Golden Crow Great Sage appeared from the void.

When the Golden Crow King saw the Golden Crow Great Sage appear, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"I beg you, senior, to take action and kill this scoundrel!" King Jinwu bowed deeply in reverence.

"The Great Sage is unparalleled?!" The Thousand-Handed Demon God looked at the Golden Crow Great Sage, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes: "If I had encountered someone like you before, I'm afraid I would have turned and run..."

"But... things are different now!"

"I have been reborn!" A dazzling golden light shone from between the Thousand-Handed Demon God's brows, and a phantom world of rules floated within it. A Yang God emerged from it, appearing and disappearing without form, possessing supreme heavenly might. It was none other than Qin Tian's Yang God Dao.

Since Qin Tian was going to use them as experiments to find the best way to open up the second secret realm, he naturally had to teach them the Yang God Path to help them open up the first secret realm.

This is the only way to observe which method of the second secret realm is more compatible with the first secret realm that has already been opened.

At the same time, he was also filling in the gaps. Among them, the difficulties involved, such as the transformation between Yin and Yang spirits and the extraction and unification of the three souls and seven spirits, have been resolved one by one by Qin Tian.

By this point, he had essentially paved the way for his ascent from the mundane to the extraordinary.

Furthermore, for every additional cultivator practicing the Yang God Technique, Qin Tian's Yang God Path will become stronger.

This is also the main reason why the Thousand-Handed Demon God and others chose to serve Qin Tian and offer their loyalty.

Because Qin Tian pioneered a path of evolution!

This is something that even the immortal emperor, a legendary ancient god, could not accomplish.

Going back one era, no one has achieved such a feat, not even the so-called Emperor, who is worshipped by heaven, earth, man, ghosts, and gods.

Only in the extremely mysterious Chaotic Ancient Era could such a figure exist.

Legend has it that the secret cultivation method they practiced was created by the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, who had already become an immortal.

Now that a distant myth is unfolding before their eyes, how could they not go mad, how could they not immediately offer their loyalty?

A peerless genius, surpassing all emperors and sovereigns throughout history, a hero comparable to the legendary Desolate Emperor, stood before them. An opportunity to become an immortal was right in front of them. If they did not seize it, their ancestors for eighteen generations would wake up and strangle them.

At this moment, the ancient sages had nothing else in their hearts but two words!

That is……

loyalty!

"I'll kill you first, then I'll destroy the Lord of the Eight Trigrams Palace and seize the creation!" The Golden Crow Great Sage said in a chilling tone.

"Come, let me test what you, Golden Crow, are capable of, daring to provoke my master." The Thousand-Handed Demon God sneered.

The Yang God resonated with the Primordial God, and the Thousand-Handed Demon God seemed to truly transform into a demon god born innate, with wisps of innate Daoist charm surrounding him, making him extremely sacred.

The Golden Crow Great Sage's expression changed: "You...something's not right!"

"The primordial spirit power seems somewhat subtle." The golden crow transformed into a middle-aged man, his Great Sage aura flowing, somewhat surprised.

"Come and experience it for yourself!"

The Thousand-Handed Demon God wielded his thousand hands, and the weapon that Qin Tian had shattered in the past was now reforged, falling with the aura of the Dao.