Covering the sky: Starting from the Golden Crow of the Holy Cliff

Chapter 111: The Sky-Covering Skeleton King and Zixia's Fury

Facing the surging undercurrent before the storm, Yan Ming's response was simple and straightforward. He used brutal means to crush the enemy with ease, and killed the king with one spear, as if the light of heaven was breaking through the clouds.

All the ancient clans were stunned. What kind of power and courage was this?
The various religions of the human race were almost petrified, like a raging storm. No one knew how many powerful eyes were looking over. People all felt this supreme murderous aura like the sea of ​​stars, which was bound to cause an uproar.

The five realms are all trembling, and the ten directions are shaking!
With the fall of an ancient king as a symbol, a great chaos is about to begin!
"boom!"

In a cave somewhere in the Northern Territory, terrifying blood energy rushed straight into the sky, various primordial lights flew, and the chain of order clanged.

Kun Zhou let out a long roar, and the dragon pattern between his eyebrows glowed black and gold. Thousands of black threads cut through the starry sky, entwining a large hand, which stretched out of the boundless void and covered an array pattern.

"The Great Sage Kunzhou is born!"

Exclamations rang out, and all the ancestral kings felt it. Everyone knew that a great confrontation would break out today, and some ancient royals lent their ancestral artifacts to show their stance.

"Buzz!"

In just a moment, a brilliant golden light emerged, and a fairy light flashed above the Golden King's head. Holding the ultimate golden mace, he squeezed the entire Cangming Sea, stood on the top of the cloud, and confronted Kunzhou.

"Golden King, are you trying to stop me?" asked the Great Sage Kunzhou.

"Fellow Daoist, please calm down." The Golden King shook his head and moved aside.

He owed the other person a favor in ancient times, but things have changed, and he never expected that they would one day go to war.

However, when he thought of the Qilin magic medicine in the Holy Cliff, his mind became firm again, like a golden mountain blocking the way ahead.

"Your body and mine are both beyond the mortal world, so why should you wade into muddy waters, fellow Daoist?" These words came from the figure surrounded by chaotic energy.

When it comes to the Golden Royal Family, even he is extremely wary.

Otherwise, there is no need to say more. If he wants to kill people, who can stop him?

"Yin Yue provoked Ao Sheng first, but there was no evidence. She framed a large member of the royal family out of thin air. Ao Sheng killed him, so he is not guilty." The Golden King weighed his tone.

"Let's put this matter aside for now. Now that he has provoked me, the cause and effect have naturally come to light." The Great Sage Kunzhou's gray hair was disheveled, and his leaden eyes were blazing. His voice was a little cold, and after a slight pause, he continued, "I know your relationship with him. Today, I will only punish him lightly, and I will not kill him."

"If you do this, it will only lead to greater consequences!" The Golden King shook his head and refused to give in. The ancient imperial weapon in his hand, which was made of Daojie gold, emitted billions of strands of immortal light, which became brighter and brighter.

At this moment, the aura of the two ancient imperial soldiers was rapidly rising, shaking the nine heavens. They seemed to be arguing with each other, and it was difficult to tell who was stronger.

A great holy war was about to break out, making the atmosphere in the Big Dipper star field extremely tense.

"The Golden King has made his choice."

"It seems there's also the Divine Silkworm Ridge. If we really have to fight, that old silkworm will jump out... It will be difficult to deal with it."

In another ancient mansion in the Northern Territory, there were several blurry figures sitting cross-legged on cushions, surrounded by chaotic energy. These people seemed to have existed since time immemorial, and their auras were mysterious. They were communicating at the moment and were very wary of the ancestor saint of Shencan Ridge.

After a while, these people came to a consensus and reached a conclusion on this incident...

In the outside world, the turn of events caught many members of the ancient clan by surprise.

The Great Sage Kunzhou, who overlooked the eternity, actually endured it and said, "See you at the Yaochi Assembly!"

The world also learned about the changes in heaven and earth during this terrible conflict. There seemed to be disagreements among the ancient tribes. It is conceivable that blood and fire would erupt in the Yao Chi Conference at that time.

Who in the world can bear the cause and effect of a great saint?
"It seems that there may be more than one member of the ancient royal family who wants to take action." Yan Ming had loose black hair, and he saw some secrets from Kun Zhou's reaction.

The first one is the ancient grudge. Yuanshihu and him have a blood feud that cannot be avoided.

Furthermore, in Shading Heaven, Kun Zhou borrowed the Purple Dragon Bell from the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest...

"Without the slightest hesitation, he directly killed a Heavenly King. Even if you look throughout the ancient times, you won't find many like him."

A faint voice sounded, Yan Ming looked over and found that the person next to him was staring at him. The golden long skirt fell from the sky, revealing a few pieces of snow-white, fairy bones and divine muscles, crystal clear.

"You seem to have anticipated that Great Sage Kunzhou would retreat. This isn't just due to the Golden King," the Golden Goddess reasoned. Then, shaking her head, she added, "In this situation, chaos is imminent. Some of the great karmic causes of the ancient times will be undone. For example, the Divine Silkworm Clan once had a female Heavenly King crucified by Kunzhou... Regardless, the Kunzhou lineage shouldn't be underestimated. Two Great Sages were born there, and if something unexpected hadn't happened to one of them, perhaps they would have achieved enlightenment."

In the end, her tone was very serious, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes, which made Yan Ming quite uncomfortable. He suspected that she had some strong tendencies, and she was so concerned about him just because she raised her hand to kill a king.

If we kill a Great Sage, can we develop some other postures? Currently, there is no actual combination between the two.

Yan Ming shook his head, putting aside all distracting thoughts, and said calmly: "He has lived out the true meaning of his second life under the Saint King, and he can indeed be called a god. But Kun Zhou is nothing..."

"The Great Sage Kunzhou once..."

The Golden Goddess was about to tell some ancient history when she was interrupted by Yan Ming.

"I am a vanguard now. The meeting at Yaochi is imminent. The dry bones in the tomb are of no use. I will settle everything when the time comes." He looked calm, and with a thought, he froze the moment. A large amount of pure lotus demon fire rushed out, enveloping the ancient kings who followed the Silver Moon Heavenly King.

The Golden Fairy's lips moved, and after a long moment she sighed softly.

Until she returned to her ancestral land, she stood in front of the mountain gate for a long time, looking at Yan Ming's departing figure, with a strange light flowing in her beautiful eyes.

"The princess is upset." An old man came over with a hunched back.

"I used to think that everything in the world was insignificant except my father, but now I feel that I was too rigid." said the Golden Goddess.

The moment Yan Ming made his move, she saw it most clearly, and saw a shadow of the Ancient Golden Emperor from him. She felt mixed emotions in her heart, which were difficult to describe.

"Princess, there is no need to be like this. The Flame Saint is indeed extraordinary. He killed the Silver Moon Sky King. He is extremely talented and can be compared to a god. But things in this world are unpredictable. Those who make rapid progress in the early stages may not necessarily succeed, and those who lag behind may not necessarily fail." The old patriarch of the Golden Clan comforted.

After a moment, he looked at the blood-red sunset and shook his head secretly, hoping that Yan Ming would be able to succeed smoothly. By then, the Golden Clan would also take off and overlook the sky and the earth.

As for proving the truth, forget it!
"The throne of the emperor should rightfully belong to Your Highness. Our clan will soon produce a peerless empress who will ascend to immortality in this world."

Several days had passed since the storm, and Yan Ming was unaware of the change in the Golden Goddess's mood.

If he understood, he might naturally agree, call her "good girl", say that he is the incarnation of the Ancient Golden Emperor, and let the other party say "father".

At this moment, he was not afraid of the Great Sage of the Ancient Clan, but he had to make no more preparations, as an earth-shaking battle might really be about to happen.

By that time, the ancient royal family would find it difficult to remain immortal and would be defeated.

On this day, the Sacred Cliff shook. A palace maid from the Purple Star Region was shocked to discover an ailing old man, supported by a young girl. The two had actually ascended the Ancient Divine Peak, the truly forbidden area where the remains of the Great Sacred Body were buried. "A supreme great sage, belonging to our human race... but his vitality is terribly depleted. What a pity!" Yang Yi's expression changed, startled. She saw something, and was deeply shocked.

Since she lived in seclusion on the Holy Cliff, she would sometimes accept Yan Ming's invitation to taste the divine tea that was the source of enlightenment. Her practice became natural and she achieved the Dao fruit of a sage in the Dharma Ending Age.

But in front of a great saint of the human race, even she had to step forward and pay her respects.

"Senior, please stop. Further up is the ancient ultimate killing formation. One wrong step will turn the world upside down, and unspeakable things may happen." Yang Yi sent a message, and took Zixia and Yi Qingwu who came to report, drove on the Silver Avenue, and met a great sage from afar.

However, when she got really close, she found that there were not only two people, but also a very familiar person and a dog.

"Fan'er."

"Mother."

Ye Fan, who had disappeared for a while, saluted meticulously, following behind a short, thin old Taoist priest, performing the disciple's etiquette. As for the black dog beside him, it had grown a lot stronger. Ye Fan still looked the same as before, but with a more clear aura. This time coming from Zhongzhou, he had a lot of luck.

Another great sage!
There are also two people shrouded in divine light, whose strength is by no means inferior to hers.

Yang Yi was almost numb. What a strange day it was! Two great saints, two sages, suddenly appeared in the world.

You must know that the outside world is in constant turmoil. With Kunzhou's support, some ancient clans that had been quiet before have risen up again, clamoring to kill all humans. If they knew what happened at the Holy Cliff today, perhaps everything would change.

"The Holy Maiden of Yao Chi from ten thousand years ago has come uninvited and is sorry to bother you." said the sick old man, his hair was dry and white, and his whole body was weak, very ordinary and common.

Beside him, Xia Jiuyou looked at the person in front of him curiously.

"Zhongzhou, Cai Yong."

The old Taoist priest at the side nodded in greeting. There was no brilliance or divine power in his face, but the vicissitudes of life that could be seen through the years were moving.

"Fan'er, you and this senior..."

Facing Yang Yi's inquiry, Ye Fan glanced at the old man and said boldly: "This is my Uncle Cai."

The female saint of Yao Chi was silent and speechless. This boy was really going too far. Even if she met this Taoist priest, she would have to respectfully call him "senior".

It takes a lot of courage to call such a peerless person uncle directly!
Suddenly, a burst of grass and tree light bloomed, and the silver phoenix flapped its wings, surrounded by milky white pure lotus demon fire, carrying the owner of this place out of the Sun Palace and landing in front of the Holy Cliff.
As the host, Yan Ming walked down the ladder and said in a gentle voice: "The arrival of all the saints has made this place glorious and prosperous. It is indeed a great event for the Holy Cliff."

The light of Dao Jie flowed, and Yan Ming saw the identities of several people clearly, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

He first bowed to Gai Jiuyou, then met the Great Sage of the Cai family in Zhongzhou, and finally looked at the two Saint Kings.

After meeting Wei Yi, an old friend of the Saint King, Yan Ming joked to the fourth person, "Brother Dao, you have been broken and then rebuilt, and have lived a second life. It is so amazing that you can be compared with Emperor Hengyu."

"Brother Dao killed the Silver Moon Heavenly King in the Northern Territory and faced the Great Sage Kun Zhou directly. How can Taixu compare to you?"

Jiang Taixu smiled, with a special kind of nostalgia in his eyes. When they parted in the past, he entrusted his wife and children to her and went to the borderland with the determination to die.

It is such a joy to meet you again today.

"Now that I've seen my old friend, where is my wife?"

Yan Ming laughed heartily, his sleeves rolled up, and a young man, who was identifying herbs in a deep valley of Holy Cliff, was strangled by fate and immediately lifted into the air. A beautiful young woman approached, but her voice hadn't reached her yet.

I don't know how much waiting and hope were contained in that "Brother Taixu"...

That night, Shengya held a banquet for all the saints. More than ten ancient kings under Yan Ming's command all appeared, and a new saint from the Ziwei Star Domain was also in attendance.

With the appearance of tea infected by the source of Tao, the atmosphere of the Taoist banquet reached a climax. For a moment, the Sun Palace seemed to have become a Taoist land.

Even the Great Sage of the Cai family from Zhongzhou gained a lot. After opening his eyes, he raised his glass to thank the host.

"It's amazing that fellow Daoist can obtain the source of Dao." Even Gai Jiuyou was impressed. With his eyesight, it was not difficult to see that Yan Ming had refined part of the source of Dao, and his spiritual power was so strong that it was a little scary.

"Senior, you came here for the Conferred God List."

Yan Ming transmitted the message, holding the golden and purple wine jar in one hand, and Daojie's golden eyes were flowing with immortal light, resonating with the Immortal-Slaying Gourd on the table. There was a kind of true meaning of ascension that was exaggerating, making everything hazy.

After some communication, Yan Ming grasped several pieces of information, which can be summed up in one word: "war"!
We must accomplish our mission at the Yao Chi Conference, deter those with ill intentions, and bring peace to all races.

This plan was completely different from the original timeline. Obviously, that day was destined to be a day of bloodshed and the Great Sage would die.

Seeing the host remain silent, the old man from the Cai family began to explain, transmitting a message: "This matter involves the crocodile monster from outside the domain, as well as several ancient royal families. If the Yaochi Conference doesn't resolve the issue, the myriad spirits of the Beidou may be plunged into endless war."

"It can destroy an imperial family, deter warmongers, and allow all races to coexist." The sick old man was very easygoing, but his words were extremely terrifying, and he always wanted to wipe out an entire imperial family.

Yan Ming's heart was filled with ripples, and he guessed who the radical members of the ancient tribe were that they were targeting.

The nest of ten thousand dragons, Qianlun.

It is still an ancient feud. Due to the relationship between humans and demons, some high-level officials of Dragon Nest are very hostile to the human race. They are behind the royal families of the Blue Demon Clan, the Valley of Gods, etc. who are clamoring to destroy the human race.

Obviously, Kunzhou is connected to Wanlongchao, so Gai Jiuyou and others came here.

As for the old man from the Cai family who had been immortal for eight thousand years and should have passed away, today we see that he is indeed another supreme sage. His bone age is unimaginably old, comparable to the Taoist Qinghuang, the protector of the human race in the depths of the ancient starry sky road.

"It seems that Ye Fan rescued him." Yan Ming knew it well.

Late at night, Yan Ming sent away the saints, but Jiang Taixu stayed behind and was dragged away by his Taoist companion. It was obvious that Wan Chu wanted to try out whether Jiang Taixu's new body after the transformation was useful.

Ye Fan was completely relieved. Although he didn't know the specific content of the secret talks, with these few important figures in charge, he had nothing to worry about.

The next moment, he lost his composure and was suppressed by Yang Yi with screams, who wanted to torture him about his whereabouts this time.

"Killing the heir of the Valley of Gods, killing the Blue Demon Royal Family... I was wondering where Ye Shengti got so much power from. He didn't go home after getting into trouble. It turns out that he has someone outside and recognized a Great Sage Uncle." Yang Yi's beautiful eyes were filled with murderous intent. She could not tolerate Ye Fan's behavior of leaving home and not returning.

She had lost her Taoist partner, and now only had two children in her dreams. Naturally, she loved them very much, but love turned into hatred. The aura at this moment was extremely terrifying, which made Ye Fan's hair stand on end. Knowing that there would be a disaster in the early morning, he hurriedly looked at his adopted sister.

He can still rescue it!
"Not only that, our Great Saint Ye was in a standoff with Yuangu of the Primitive Lake, and they almost fought. At that time, the Ancestral King of the Primitive Lake was not far away. If it weren't for the fear of the mighty Yansheng, alas... my brother really needs to change his character. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. If something unexpected happens, what should mother and I do? If my brother doesn't think about himself, he should at least think about mother." Zixia, who likes to watch the fun, said with an attitude of admonition, and added fuel to the fire.

(End of this chapter)