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

Chapter 28: Now that it’s here, let’s lift it up

With a chi sound, the fairy mist became bright and the purple light sparkled.

The Demon Mountain seemed to be plunged into eternal darkness. The next moment, all the dust disappeared and light was born. A fairy lamp cut through the past and the present. The true fire of the sun was filled with divine traces, so bright and brilliant.

Jiang Taixu's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes were filled with divine purple aura. He was secretly shocked and looked at the people around him again with a completely different gaze.

Without great luck, how could one have achieved this?
The heart lamp flashed, and then washed away all the divine brilliance, leaving only mottled lines, and flew into the center of the fire spirit's eyebrows.

"go!"

The words are concise and to the point. Without pausing too long, the Tao and the principles are intertwined as we continue forward.

Zhang Lin was hostile to him. Whether it was destroying the crystal coffin or taking away the previous Yao Chi Saint Yang Yi, it gave him a reason to take action. The black corpse burned by the Shenhen Purple Gold Lamp was the outpost.

If it wasn't necessary, Yan Ming didn't want to face the fifth generation Yuan Tianshi directly.

The latter holds the forbidden weapon of the Immortal Emperor (one hundred and eight ancient flags) in his hand, and with a full-strength attack, even the supreme saint would be reduced to ashes.

With this level of combat power, Yan Ming would most likely be defeated even if he had the Lihuo Furnace and the Swallowing Heaven Pot.

Even Old Jiangtou will be buried with him.

The only thing we can rely on is the geographical advantage!
"With the Wu Shi Bell here, if Zhang Lin activates the forbidden weapon, he will definitely be suppressed by the Emperor Bell! Moreover, Yang Yi has disappeared, and he is afraid to use the weapon..." Yan Ming thought quickly, leaving a trail of afterimages behind him.

In the dim darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes flashed with cold light as they watched the two disappear.

After dozens of breaths, Yan Ming and Jiang Taixu successfully arrived at the Wushi Daotai and saw the ninety-nine-step Daotai in the vast chaos.

It is majestic and tall, like a mountain or a tomb, with mottled rock walls full of traces of time.

Among the gaps in the cliff, one old medicine plant after another grows tenaciously, drifting down the refreshing fragrance and penetrating into people's bones.

"These... are all the king of medicines!" Jiang Taixu said. He didn't expect that there were so many spiritual roots and medicinal herbs growing in the depths of Zishan Mountain.

The King of Medicine is a spirit of plants and trees that has taken root in the mortal world for 80,000 years and is therefore called this. He can extend the lifespan of the holy beings by 400 years!

Yan Ming's eyes narrowed and he looked in one direction.

In the southeast direction, a red peony is rooted on the base of the Taoist platform. The buds are crystal clear, swaying red light, and emitting a hazy fragrance.

Compared with the other Medicine Kings on the high platforms, this item is the only Medicine King that can be touched in this instance (in the original novel, Duan De, Ye Fan, and the old blind man picked up this medicine.)
The copy strategy is as follows:
To clear the level and pick up all fourteen Herbal King plants, there are two feasible conditions:

1: Bringing the relics of the Eternal Beauty (the Saint Empress Lis). (This is the protagonist group in the original novel)

2. The Great Sage holds the Imperial Weapon. (Such as the Fighting Buddha)
"One is fine, I picked it up for free anyway." Yan Ming stepped forward, holding the Eternal Emperor Jade. The magic lamp in his body bloomed, and golden blood energy surged. He wanted to pick the Red and Green Medicine King.

"boom!"

Suddenly, an aura of the Great Dao filled the air, as if an ancient universe was rotating. It was so terrifying that Yan Ming's body tensed up and he felt numb from bottom to top.

"It's completely different from the atmosphere of the Holy Cliff's List of Gods!" Yan Ming said to himself.

Since traveling through time, he has witnessed the power of the ancient emperors of the Void, Hengyu, Wushi, and Immortal Mountain. Although this time is not as terrifying as in the dream, it is more real than ever.

Yan Ming's spirit can still hold on, but his body is not experienced enough.

"This is the perfect opportunity to sharpen my body."

Yan Ming took a deep breath, and a faint mist emerged from his flesh and blood. Then the five energies in the Taoist scriptures converged, the heart lamp was lit, and the divine power in his body bloomed. He took another step forward.

"boom!"

Ninety-nine strands of chaos hung down like nine vast white waterfalls, crashing down into the base of the Taoist platform, like a hundred thousand mountains pressing down.

The protagonists of the second and third parts of The Great Ruler only attracted a stream of chaotic energy.

Yan Ming had directly attracted ninety-nine of them. Even a saint would be reduced to dust with this blow.

At the critical moment, the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Pot vibrated and was activated by the vast and boundless imperial power. It emitted wisps of black energy and transformed into a curtain, wrapping Yan Ming and eliminating the adverse effects.

But the oppressive feeling of imperial power is real!

Yan Ming felt as if he was walking in an endless abyss, with every limb under pressure.

He did not act rashly, but carefully experienced the power of the extreme way. This was a special experience that made people feel as if they were back in a dream and were facing the imperial way.

"Yes, that's the feeling. Let's move." Yan Ming looked calm as he slowly adapted to the changes in the environment, while not forgetting to reply to Old Ginger.

After dozens of breaths, he took nine consecutive Tianxuan steps, stretched out his hand to pull the Medicine King out of the crevice, and then retreated explosively.

"boom!"

The Dao platform was stimulated and shook violently, dropping an even more terrifying aura of the Dao.

In the sky, thousands of chaotic waterfalls surged down, so magnificent that they submerged the area just now.

"This is too risky. If we are a little slower, even the imperial weapon will be useless." Jiang Taixu said.

"If you don't enter the phoenix's lair, how can you get the phoenix's offspring?"

Yan Ming spoke lightly, throwing the red medicine to Jiang Taixu, and said casually: "This is my apprenticeship gift on behalf of Shengya Jiang!" Seeing that the other party wanted to refuse, he gave him a reason that he couldn't refuse:

"If you don't accept it, you will be my enemy. I will kill you!"

"This……"

As the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Pot gathered its divine power, Jiang Taixu smiled bitterly, knowing that he could not refuse. He could only bow deeply, and everything was said without words.

As for the special name "Shengya Jiang", he subconsciously ignored it and did not take it seriously.

At this moment, there are still thirteen medicinal plants on the platform, but they lack key props and their cultivation level is not up to the level of a great sage. Yan Ming can only sigh in despair and give up decisively.

The ninety-nine chaotic energies pressed down on him until he felt numb. There was no telling how many chaotic waterfalls had gathered there. Only the Fighting Buddha could reach up there by activating his magical iron rod.

The Great Sage and the Perfect Imperial Weapon were invincible in the early and middle stages of the Heaven-shading War. Combined with the ancestral Imperial Formation, he was fearless even against the Quasi-Emperor. However, Yan Ming was still far behind.

The two of them returned all the way. When they passed by that pure land, Yan Ming saw a few half-foot long red hairs. He frowned slightly, but did not pay much attention to it.

But thinking is another matter.

"The Heavenly Palace's Divine Treasure!"

Yan Ming took a long breath, crossed the area ahead, his forehead bone glowed, and he began to sense the void, trying to find the small world of mystery left behind by the Immortal Emperor.

The true protectors of the Prince of Heaven were either killed or fled to the starry sky (in the original novel, the Phoenix Nest of the Immortal Queen first appeared in the depths of the starry sky). Those left in the Purple Mountain were all weak ones, with only a few saint-level ancestor kings left to hold the scene.

Now that it’s here, overturn it!
"Entered the Ancient Emperor Mountain but returned empty-handed..." Yan Ming's black pupils turned golden, revealing a cold and terrifying side.

When you are in doubt, you can ask the spring breeze. The spring breeze is silent, and you can fulfill your heart’s desire!
At this moment, he wanted to dig deep and search for the immortal treasures left by the first emperor of ancient times.

Yan Ming first communicated with Jiang Taixu and invited him to enter the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot.

The latter didn't think much about it. After all, his strength had not recovered, and staying outside would be a burden.

After the people around him disappeared, Yan Ming's whole body was burning with the true fire of the sun, and numerous Taoist patterns appeared on his body, which was a manifestation of his magic power reaching its peak.

"In the original timeline, those female ancestral kings who protected the Emperor's son..."

(End of this chapter)