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

Chapter 126 The Second Life, Saint King Fourth Heaven
As a bit of life-promoting substance emerged in his body, Yan Ming's aura suddenly changed, and he truly understood what it meant to live towards death.

For ten consecutive months, Yan Ming remained in this special state. Even though he was filled with deathly energy, his body was decaying, and his soul was almost withered, his only remaining eye became increasingly brighter.

After crossing the most terrifying hurdle, the natural barrier becomes a thoroughfare!
A drop of immortality fell, like the spring rain, moistening the world. Chaos energy overflowed in Yan Ming's body, and he was reborn quickly. His body was tempered under the effect of the "zhe" secret. In every regenerated bone, the bone marrow was golden, as if one golden crow after another had revived and was singing together, thus shaking the heaven and earth.

At this moment, he lived a second life!
Although he stumbled all the way and fell into the point of dying, he finally captured the most critical state of mind with the help of the memory of the Emperor Fire Spirit, realized his true heart, and survived the catastrophe of life and death.

"Boom!"

The flames flowed, and a strong and slender body appeared, flowing with the blood of ancient emperors. The sea of ​​​​the wheel of heaven was surging, the light of decay disappeared, and the pure white vitality quickly grew. That was the meaning of life, with vigorous vitality.

Like a withered old tree that has experienced many disasters, its trunk exploded in thunder and fire, falling apart, but the roots are still there, now reborn and sprouting new green branches.

The immortal fire flickered, bringing with it a large amount of light rain, sprinkling down on the human world. Not only the Yuanxu Realm, but even the Holy Cliff was affected. A terrifying aura spread, and the sound of Taoism bombarded, causing countless creatures to change their faces, and their hearts were touched and moved along with a certain melody.

"What happened?" Many people were surprised.

Jiang Taixu had a solemn expression on his face. He looked at the deepest part of the Ancient Sun Realm, but he could not get close because Yan Ming had set up a magic circle to block the place.

Even so, there were wisps of Taoist sounds overflowing, extremely white, as if falling in sheets of light rain.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Billions of golden threads and silver tracks were swirling, and the mist carried fragments of the avenue, interwoven with the divine chains of order. The scene was terrifying, like lightning and thunder.

In the shadows of thunder and fire, there was a terrible heartbeat, like the roaring waves in the vastness, sweeping across the sky and the earth.

This scene was extremely terrifying. As their heartbeats grew faster and faster, everyone felt their own insignificance, as weak as dust. The stronger the creatures' cultivation, the more obvious their perception was, and the surging golden flames of the sun were surging.

"This is……"

In an elegant little house, Yang Yi's chest was beating violently, her expression changed drastically, and she felt an irresistible consciousness.

In the end, her inner spirit could no longer stabilize, and a hazy woman rushed out. She was wearing a long red dress, and the Fallen Heart Flame was lingering around her. She looked illusory and enchanting... Unknowingly, she was also contaminated with some substances from the Holy Cliff, and underwent some special changes.

Under Yang Yi's astonished gaze, the woman in red paused for a moment and returned to her mind. Even so, this phenomenon was extremely terrifying and made people feel dazed.

"The other me in my body... the deity in my Taoist temple has developed self-awareness." Yang Yi murmured, remembering the time when she had picked up the divine purple gold lamp with her own hands. What it contained was an invisible heart fire.

But she was sure that Yan Ming had no ill intentions, and that something must have gone wrong elsewhere.

Despite all her thoughts, this Yaochi Saintess never doubted herself...

As time went by, a divine fetus appeared above the Holy Cliff. It was extremely divine and holy, with brilliant fairy mist and billions of auspicious lights surrounding it.

The next moment, the divine fetus shattered, and clusters of golden flames burned. From it rose a three-legged ancient golden crow with its head reaching up to the nine heavens and its feet stepping on the nine netherworlds. Its pupils were bright, different from the golden divine feathers on its body. The calamity patterns flowing through it were as if they were about to tear apart the eternal starry sky.

It is brilliant all over, wrapped in an illusory flower. In an instant, the light of water, scenery, earth and fire rotates, and a sacred air surges out, shattering the flowers and restoring reality.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the Golden Crow flapped its wings, and three slender and sharp claws stretched out, shaking like thunder, deafening, and grasped three completely different ways and methods.

Everyone was shocked to see space, time, and fire standing side by side in the sky. The area began to collapse, and a powerful power was spreading, causing the void to crack rapidly and form countless folds.

"Look, the Golden Crow is changing. It has grown a second pair of wings."

Someone shouted, and two extremely dense dragon auras surged forward. A Primordial Silver Dragon roared, and behind it, a nine-clawed golden dragon burst through the air. Within the sun's true fire, various sacred celestial figures soared, as if entering a celestial realm. Any that emerged would sweep across the mortal world.

The ancient golden crow high in the sky above the holy cliff has a cold gaze and a cry that carries with it the passage of time. It is interpreting its own path, which involves the deepest transformation of its bloodline.

"Crack!"

The innate thunder dragon swooped down and penetrated into Yan Ming's back. A pair of dazzling divine wings spread out from the ribs of his real body, covering the sky and the sun. Thunder surged, and silver clouds filled the sky. There were also dragon claws, which merged with the golden crow claws that had the mark of time.

In an instant, four divine wings flapped behind him. The dragon wings were shining silver and brilliant. The wings hung in the air like clouds hanging from the sky. The gold and silver colors rotated, and the sky was full of rosy clouds.

Then, a chain of great roads appeared in the sky, and a figure that looked like a fire fairy descended from the sky. It quickly disintegrated and merged with his forehead bone. The golden bones of the Dao Jie burst out with a large amount of fairy light, illuminating the human world.

Afterwards, an immortal fairy phoenix appeared, surrounded by five-colored divine light. It quickly shrank and disappeared behind Yan Ming, causing him to grow a third pair of wings, the most gorgeous of all.

The fourth pair is a Vermillion Bird of Fire, with flames like waterfalls and large runes clustering around it, condensing into the fourth pair of divine wings.

There was also an innate dragon seal branded on his forehead. In an instant, the imperial dragon energy surged, accompanied by a terrifying dragon roar.

"Boom!"

The black sun hangs high in the sky, the blood moon hangs in the sky, Yan Ming's aura changes drastically, and his whole body undergoes a terrible transformation. Chains are wrapped around his body. That is the Tao of the ancient supreme being, and it is now blessed on his body. A breath of destruction spreads, and the ancient golden crow is about to disintegrate, because such a thing does not exist in this world.

This was a transformation involving life and death. Yan Ming calmed his mind and ignited the Doutian Fenxian Gong. Based on the Golden Crow's divine form, he decomposed and reorganized various divine forms to find the one that best suited him. It was not a pure divine form, but a fusion of the laws and the evolution of the Golden Crow. He combined all the means together to create his own unique Taoist true body.

In the end, all the strange visions disappeared, the sky was deathly quiet, all the terrifying gods disappeared, and only a fairy lamp was left floating up and down.

"Buzz!"

The wick spontaneously combusted, and various divine chains of order spread rapidly. It was engraved with runes all over, which were complex and inexplicable traces of the Tao, born with various past experiences.

In an instant, the flames illuminated the fifty-five layers of black ancient peaks of the Holy Cliff, and the three-legged golden crow reappeared, combining all kinds of Taoism in one, but this time it became very blurry, crushing the blue sky and possessing a power that could destroy all things.

The sky flashed, and a black-haired Taoist appeared, with four pairs of wings behind him, some real, some illusory. The power of life and death was extinguished, and all kinds of light streams overflowed from the water, wind, earth and fire, rotating in an atmosphere so magnificent that it was intoxicating.

Golden Crow Wings, Vermillion Bird Wings, Immortal Phoenix Wings, and Thunder Dragon Wings.

Four supreme-level wings appeared on Yan Ming's body. His entire being slowly transformed, his body like a bright lamp, tempering his Dao Fruit. Finally, the four pairs of divine wings behind him converged into a unified form, their original forms no longer discernible. Wrapped in the dual energies of life and death, they took on two distinct hues: pitch black and pure white. He took a step forward, and black and white Dao traces spread out, blending into each other, recreating the sun and the moon. Wisps of chaotic light burst forth with unimaginable speed.

"He... has broken through. It actually makes my heart skip a beat." The Golden King was surprised. He felt a new and vigorous royal blood from Shengya, which was domineering and captivating.

"Before, he was able to confront the Great Sage and dared to attack peak beings like the Great Sage Kunzhou. Now..."

Inside the ancient cave, the old chief of the Golden Tribe sighed, his heart filled with mixed emotions, unable to express himself in words.

The two looked at each other, both with complicated feelings.

From an outsider's perspective, they should be happy. After all, their allies are getting stronger and stronger, and the other side has been tied to the Golden Clan's chariot. However, the actual situation is completely different, involving a struggle at the top level.

"Since the war, that person has never come here again, nor has he mentioned the date of the wedding." said the old patriarch of the ancient royal family.

The Golden King stood with his hands behind his back. After hearing these words, he remained silent and just looked at the starry sky outside the domain.

A few days ago, someone from Shengya sent an ancient medicinal herb that could extend the life of the Great Sage by 500 years.

"He is going to survive the tribulation."

The old patriarch nodded, his aura becoming increasingly corrupted, and he spoke to himself, "No matter what, even if I can't take the main position, it will always be a good thing for the future to have established a good relationship in the past." There was a sense of decadence on his face. He had known about the situation of the goddess in the Holy Cliff for a long time and was keenly aware that the person wanted to defect.

Even the Dragon Girl had become their fermented bean curd. Even the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest had been swept away... maybe it was already full.

The status of their ancient princess was seriously threatened.

At the beginning, the old patriarch of the tribe wanted to ask the Golden King to come and ask the kings to go to the Holy Cliff in person to stand up for His Highness and establish her status as a Taoist companion.

Now it seems that everything is too late.

It is difficult for the Fire Spirit (er) to reach the top. Ever since the battle in the Big Dipper Star Region, that one person connected the two great saints of the Divine Silkworm Clan and the Human Clan. Until now, no one can shake the Holy Cliff.

No wonder the other party was so determined to go his own way and decisively kill the other great saints even at the risk of angering the remaining two ancient royal allies.

Outside the domain, the Fire Spirit has begun to transcend tribulation. The aura is extremely terrifying. The Golden King senses that the other party is undergoing an unparalleled tribulation that has only appeared a few times in history. It is exclusive to the domain of the Ancient Emperor. Nine mountains hang high, and nine lightning marks overlook the sky and the earth. It seems as if it has crossed the long river of time, returned against the will of heaven, and reappeared in this life.

Yan Ming's figure turned into eternity, fighting under the galaxy. The starry sky shook violently, and there were human-shaped lightning. This was a heavenly calamity exclusive to the Holy Spirit lineage. Nine Holy Spirits blocked the way, and through the secret of the previous word, he could see through the illusion. He saw everyone's appearance clearly, and they were exactly the same as him.

"Boom!"

The heavenly tribulation is endless, the sea of ​​thunder is boundless, and every streak of blazing lightning will illuminate the universe. Yan Ming once again refreshed the world's cognition. His past was engraved and recorded by the great way of heaven and earth, becoming a kind of heavenly tribulation, making everyone's mood unclear.

A fire spirit took action, and the aura of Doutian Burning Immortal Art emanated from his body. He attacked fiercely, and in an instant, the true fire of the sun covered the sky and the earth.

"Oh!"

Yan Ming counterattacked quickly, and the sky and earth collapsed in the blink of an eye. The previous word was secretly transformed into the Yuanhuang Dao Sword and rushed out. The Dao was boundless and quickly extinguished the large area of ​​fire.

The Nine Refinements of the Burning Technique, this time the Fire of Life and Death is the most terrifying!
Experiencing life and death, and wandering in the most terrifying death situation, his heart was tempered to a terrifying degree. At this moment, the secret of the first word was activated, and half of the fairy platform was dazzling, possessing some of the golden properties of the Dao Jie. He could survive thousands of difficulties and endure countless disasters without dying, and was indestructible.

The primordial spirit born from such an immortal platform is extremely terrifying. At this moment, it melts a number of supreme taboos, cuts out the supreme sword light, and fights with the fire spirit of heavenly tribulation.

There were nine battles in a row, each of which was earth-shattering and made the gods and ghosts weep. The holy spirit in the palace had tremendous magical powers and had mastered some of Yan Ming's secret techniques.

In the end, he stopped at the only heavenly palace and saw a completely different figure. It was a powerful figure that overlooked the heavens and swept across the past, present and future. It was extremely terrifying.

The human figure turned around like lightning. Although his face was the same as Yan Ming's, his aura was completely different. It was cold and dazzling, and he really looked alive.

Yan Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, his pair of golden pupils glowing, and he felt a special charm, which was the aura of multiple Nine Secrets, which only people who had been immersed in the Nine Secrets for many years could have.

"Hey!"

With a loud bang, a mark of the Immortal Phoenix appeared out of thin air, and the five-colored divine light shone brightly. Yan Ming had no intention of avoiding it. He performed the Dou character secret and formed a unique posture. An ancient golden crow made of Daojie gold flew out from his eyebrows.

The two immortal birds fought fiercely, the runes withered in pieces, and the terrifying figure rushed over, bringing unparalleled terror. He raised his hand and performed the secret of the word "fighting". The fighting spirit was overwhelming, shattering the starry sky and creating eternity.

This was a person with the same strength as him, who possessed all the skills known to Yan Ming. The Doutian Burning Immortal Skill combined with the Nine Secrets made the Golden Crow Burning Heaven omnipotent. He could split the heaven and earth, and was simply trying to break his immortality and longevity, and instantly made him shed blood in the starry sky.

At this moment, he finally understood what Kun Zhou and the others had experienced. It was really difficult to deal with this kind of ancient immortal skill.

"This still doesn't include the divine prohibitions and the "Jie" secret..."

Yan Ming fought fiercely. In the end, his eyebrows glowed, and vast Taoist thoughts left his body. The Nine Secrets, Divine Form, Ancient Heavenly Skills, Flying Immortal Techniques, Holy Spirit Methods... evolved everything, and all methods returned to one, reappearing the forbidden area of ​​time. The traces of time covered the sky and the earth, bombarding all directions.

The battle continued, and he used the two forbidden fields back and forth. In the end, he even endured self-harm once before he could truly erase the opponent's Holy Spirit Mark.

"Oh!"

As an ancient golden crow soared into the sky, bathed in the fire of catastrophe, it struck the palace of heavenly catastrophe, knocking down large pieces of rubble, and the catastrophe subsided.

Yan Ming stood in the starry sky, overcame four tribulations in a row, and entered the fourth realm of the Saint King. The sound of the Great Dao was playing around him, the rosy clouds were like silk ribbons, the auspicious colors were like brocade clouds, ten suns were in the sky, the Fusang sacred tree, the cry of the Golden Crow, the obsidian blood moon... all kinds of strange phenomena appeared, making him look like the monarch of the sun.

The primordial spirit is strong, the holy spirit body has become 30% flesh and blood, the imperial blood has been revived, and it is comparable to the grandchildren of the ancient emperor.

After death, he was reborn into a second life using the divine fetus method, and the changes he brought about were earth-shaking.

"The immortal platform is almost 30% immortal gold, plus these eyes..." Yan Ming stroked the golden pupil of his left eye, and a new technique was brewing in it.

(End of this chapter)