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

Chapter 20 The Supreme Regret
At that time, the waterways in the nine heavens and ten earths were prosperous. In the past, the ancient Taiyin Emperor attained enlightenment and left behind the Taiyin True Water in some places. Later, the war between gods broke out, and the strong attacked and killed each other, causing extremely serious floods in the world.

After the innate holy spirit proved the truth, the divine purple gold stick crossed the waters of the heavens, connected to the center of the earth, and suppressed all the waters, so the floods in the nine heavens ceased.

Millions of years later, the legend of the "Purple Gold Beam Across the Sea" still exists in the human world, and sacrifices are still being made...

Suddenly, the floating light faded away, the golden shadow sank to the bottom, and the memory scroll in front of Yan Ming's eyes shattered, leaving only the imperial roar in his ears.

"Void!"

That was the reluctance of the ancient emperor at the end of his life. He was old, his blood was withered, and he was no match for the enlightened ones of later generations.

When his arm was cut off, he recalled the past years, blood spilled into the sky, and the stump left behind bits of memories of a generation of Holy Spirit Emperor, recording his most peak moments.

The divine ape's blood was surging, and its fighting spirit was splitting the sky. It was a natural war emperor, with brilliant white hair, looking down on the heroes, and looking at the past, present and future with dominance.

"There's only the sacredness and grandeur of the first half of life, but not the decay and hideousness of the second half... Time, it has slain so many prodigies and saints."

Yan Ming sighed lightly, the memory imprint in front of him dissipated, and the strands of golden light were swallowed by time, blowing away all traces of the Supreme of Immortal Mountain.

Only a horrible corpse was left, walking around the world in a daze.

The next moment, light and shadow floated, and a butterfly danced, carrying with it the thick mist of time. Clusters of traces of flowers fell, dispelling illusions and stripping away the truth. Everything fell into a hazy and unknowable state...

Holy Cliff Fire Mountain.

Yan Ming's eyes opened and closed, the Taoist spirit was thick in his eyes, with traces of time, leaving behind the gift of the dream way!

This time it was completely different from Tianxuan’s dream.

There are no scriptures, no magical powers, only a lingering regret.

Reverse time for a million years and fight the void again!
Yan Ming sighed lightly, but he didn't feel too regretful.

All the adventures in dreams, if I get them, I’m lucky, if I lose them, I’m doomed!
It would be worth the trip to witness the Wuque Emperor's battle with one's own eyes and see the glory of the ancient supreme being's first half of his life.

Yan Ming concentrated his energy and spirit, his lips and teeth moved slightly, and the shadow of a golden crow appeared behind him, also preparing to cry like a crow, in order to dispel the remaining thoughts of the ancient emperor.

This must be done!
Once the immortal platform is infiltrated, it is very likely that he will repeat the mistakes of "My son Wang Teng" who controls the sky, lose his mind due to the remaining mark of the Supreme Being, and his path will be destroyed.

"Void!"

In an instant, a shout was heard from the depths of the Holy Cliff, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, like the roaring sea, with a momentum that shook the heavens!
In the vast sky, a three-legged golden crow cried out, and the sounds blended with each other, and the ancient imperial power spread out. In an instant, the sky turned upside down, and the fifty-five major mountains shook. Except for the Fire Mountain, all of them rushed up torrential dust and rocks like waterfalls.

"boom!"

At the foot of the cliff, the strange bird with a human face and a crow body (transformed from a wisp of energy from the Immortal Taoist) immediately collapsed and its nest shattered.

Even the core cliff was affected, and the fierce beast sealed inside seemed to be stimulated. It regained a bit of consciousness, gnashed its teeth, and roared out a devilish sound.

"Beginning..."

Before the word "child" could be shouted out, the light of the Holy Cliff rushed down, the List of Gods trembled, and emitted the most dazzling light, tearing the sky apart, which was extremely terrifying.

With a muffled groan, the Immortal Taoist was suppressed again, and his remaining body and true soul fell into a state of loss.

But that sound of "beginningless" soared into the sky, echoing with the "void" in the outside world, both carrying the unwillingness and anger of the ancient supreme.

The former is the remnant of the ancient emperor, roared out by a saint-level fire spirit;
The latter was an immortal Taoist whose power had been suppressed to ninety-nine percent. Neither of them was a true Supreme Divine Voice, but their power was still terrifying. In a split second, it spread across the Eastern Wasteland and spread throughout the Central Plains, a matter of seconds, leaving countless people stunned and then terrified. Daoyi Holy Land, closest to the Holy Cliff, bore the brunt of the attack, facing the Supreme's roar head-on.

At this moment, the entire sect was shaken, and the divine source that sealed Daoyi Ancient Land's heritage was almost shattered. The sect protection formation opened on its own, and the Holy Lord's face changed, not knowing why.

The second is the Zifu Holy Land.

In a secret hall, the saint girl who was about to retreat and break into the Four Poles felt her heart choke. The word "void" rang in her ears, filled with unspeakable madness and terror. She was almost petrified and subconsciously wanted to crawl on the ground, unable to withstand the ancient emperor's obsessive roar.

At the critical moment, a painting of mountains and rivers flew out of her body, barely resisting the divine power and preventing her from kneeling.

But then a sound of "Wu Shi" came from Beidou, the light of the map of mountains and rivers dimmed, the Taoist patterns trembled, and it could not withstand the impact and flew out.

Without the protection of the Saint Lord-level Taoist soldiers, the girl's legs softened and she knelt heavily towards the Holy Cliff, her knees stained with blood.

"This is..." The Saint of Zifu was bewildered. A hint of fear rose in her heart, and then panic.

She was born with the Tao, extraordinary at birth. She was accepted as a disciple by the previous generation of Saint Lord as soon as she entered the sect, and she was determined to achieve enlightenment.

But at this moment, the two Taoist roars cast a layer of gloom over his Taoist heart, which was hard to shake off.

"Just how powerful is this person? Can I really become an emperor as my master said?" Zixia was distraught. After the pressure disappeared, she struggled to get up and looked at the two bloodstains on the ground for a long time without saying a word.

On the other side, the Purple Mansion Holy Son was luckier, serving beside the Holy Lord. When the incident happened, the Purple Mansion's handed-down holy soldiers revived in time and blocked the aftermath of the two roars, thus saving him from the catastrophe that shocked his soul.

"Void, Wu Shi. Who is it? How dare you shout the name of the emperor like that!" The Purple Mansion Saint Lord spoke, with abnormal blood on his face, and he was also very frightened.

He frowned and looked towards Shengya. Even though he was a great saint, he felt a chill in his heart.

According to legend, an extraordinary existence is sealed in the Holy Cliff, and even the ancient saints did not dare to say much about it. But now the power of its roar is so terrifying that it is truly frightening.

……

The girls of the Wind Clan in the Central Region were having a gathering and outing in the wild, sitting casually. The most dazzling one among them was the daughter of the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan.

The others were in their prime, and their hearts were stirring, so the topic soon turned to their future Taoist partners.

A young girl looked at him with longing, and mentioned the handsomeness of the Holy Son Yaoguang. Then she shook her head, and looking at Fenghuang, she felt ashamed, saying that the flowers in bloom in the world were both yin and yang.

Yin is the phoenix, and Yang pushes the light!
Both of them are beautiful in the Eastern Wilderness. The former may be able to attain enlightenment and is favored by many older generations.

If both people are fellow Taoists, it can be called a "match made in heaven."

The young Feng Huang was arrogant, her flawless, crystal-clear chin raised, and she was full of vigor and ambition. "Even if I really want to get married, I will choose someone who can become an emperor. The Holy Son of Yaoguang has not yet proven himself!" She raised her head, her skin crystal-clear, her face radiant, and she said with a bright and energetic look, "Besides, why do I need a Taoist partner? I have the hope of becoming an emperor myself..."

Before he finished speaking, the names of 'Void' and 'Initial' spread throughout the world, and everyone present was terrified, their legs trembling, and they all fell to the ground.

Mingzhu of the Wind Clan's face changed drastically. Even though he had protective gear on him, he could not withstand the weak imperial power carried in the roar and was overwhelmed.

"what……"

Feng Huang screamed, his hair disheveled, and was knocked to the ground, surrendering in an extremely embarrassing manner. Only the four words "void" and "beginningless" kept echoing in his ears, and he was extremely terrified.

(If Yanming were here, he would definitely sneer: This kid doesn’t know how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is.)
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