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

Chapter 40: Don't be close to women
The old demon and his entourage kept their whereabouts secret, carrying talismans carved by saints, and traveled day and night to the center of the original spiritual ruins.

The closer they got, the more agitated the blood in Yan Ruyu's body became, as if it was being guided by something.

Her speed was extremely fast, not to mention walking alone in the secret realm of the Taoist Palace. She could almost shrink the distance into an inch. After she took a step, her embroidered skirt fluttered and wisps of mist surged, just like a peerless beauty walking out of a painting of ladies.

Even though he had seen someone like Saint Tianxuan, Yan Ming still affirmed the beauty of 'Comrade Xiaoyan'.

If we divide appearance into eight categories according to combat power.

Yan Ruyu is definitely at the peak of the Eight Forbidden Realms, and her temperament is slightly inferior to that of the Divine Forbidden Saint Tianxuan.

But in time, God's ban can be expected!

"Compared with the three forbidden combat power, the eight forbidden appearance is enough to dominate the world." Yan Ming sat high on the ninth cloud and spoke to Qinglian. There was not much lust in his eyes, only admiration.

Suddenly, Yan Ming narrowed his eyes and saw an acquaintance.

Outside, Yan Ruyu's body suddenly felt cold. The bright moon shone among the pines, and clear springs flowed over the rocks. A simple and tranquil beauty was right in front of her.

"How could this happen?" She stopped suddenly. There was a peaceful scene ahead, with thin smoke rising from the pine forest, soft and pure.

This pine forest should be at the back, how come it is in the front?

Looking back, she could see that the old demon was nowhere to be seen behind her. The place was empty, with nothing in sight. The sky was high and the earth was vast, and she felt an irresistible heaviness that made her legs go limp and she couldn't help but fall backwards.

At the critical moment, a ball of golden light burst out, and in the blink of an eye, the stars moved, the heaven and earth rotated, and the illusion of the pine forest was directly broken.

In front of him, there were rocks everywhere, and several figures were standing on them. The leader was an old man wearing a black feather robe and a lotus crown on his head. Wisps of white mist were emanating from his body, enveloping him in a hazy manner, with an indescribable majesty.

Beside him, there was a dark shadow, like an endless night, and two middle-aged men, with divine light emanating from their crowns and a strong aura.

"who is it……"

Yan Ruyu subconsciously looked up, but after just one glance, she couldn't help but scream. Her eyes were bloodshot, as if thousands of steel needles were coming towards her. She shrank into a shrimp, her slender waist cramped, and she gasped in pain.

"A little demon in the Dao Palace realm actually dares to look the sage in the eye." The middle-aged man at the back spoke with a cold voice.

"Ancient Sage!"

This sentence shocked Yan Ruyu so much that she almost collapsed. Then, she saw the old demon in the middle-aged man's hand, and her blood turned pale.

She couldn't help but lament, feeling that she was unlucky. She kept encountering ancient saints who had not been seen for thousands of years.

Unlike Sage Ao Sheng, this group of people were extremely indifferent. They looked at her not as a human being, but as an object, the key to unlock the Demon Emperor's tomb.

The man who looked like a creature of the night took a step forward and said in a deep voice, "Stop talking nonsense and catch her. All the descendants of the Demon Emperor will be in our hands." As he spoke, a big hand stretched out, spanning the world, trying to capture Yan Ruyu.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, a finger stretched out from between Yan Ruyu's eyebrows. There was no fluctuation of divine power, it was simple and natural, but it caused the giant hand that dominated the world to crack, and then it swept across, wanting to destroy everyone, extremely ferocious.

"It's him..." The old man in black looked surprised, obviously not expecting this scene to happen.

"Boom!"

The next moment, his brow glowed, and divine power surged throughout his body. A pitch-black cauldron suddenly emerged, its dense black scales blocking the terrifying finger. But then, a vast holy power spread out, directly controlling the entire area and causing the surrounding area to tremble.

"Brother Dao, why don't you show yourself?" the person in charge of Yaoguang Holy Land said in a deep voice.

Yan Ruyu moaned softly as she felt something emerge from her body. Then, a cluster of flames blossomed, emerging from beneath her abdomen and quickly transforming into a tall figure.

No imperial weapon appeared, but Yan Ming just stood there, protecting Comrade Xiao Yan behind him. His whole body seemed to be in harmony with the heaven and earth, and he single-handedly overwhelmed the momentum of all the opponents.

At this moment, Yan Ruyu's eyes were misty, and she only felt that there was something in front of her, dark, tall, and straight...

"Brother Daoist, I haven't seen you for a year. You are more charming than ever!" The old man in black smiled warmly, as if they had known each other for many years and the confrontation just now did not exist at all.

Yan Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, not being intimidated by this guy. The other party had not broken through the holy barrier, but his aura was much stronger than the last time they met.

"Heavenly power nourishes people." Yan Ming sighed inwardly. This old man had the Yaoguang Holy Land as his aid, so digging up graves and corpses was just a snap of a finger. He really couldn't compare to that.

He waved his sleeves and numerous runes rushed out, trying to take the old demon back.

The old man with the black gold tripod with dragon pattern on his head did not stop and let the prisoner be dragged away without caring at all.

After a pause, he smiled and said, "Brother Dao, it seems you have come here for the Qing Emperor's Mausoleum this time."

"You want to fight?"

Yan Ming looked calm as he casually passed a stream of energy to Yan Ruyu and then returned the old demon.

"No, since Brother Dao is here, I will naturally stay away from him. But some people don't think so."

The old man in black stroked his long beard and spoke calmly. He then stared into Huo Ling's eyes and said quietly, "The Jiang family's most powerful figure is not far away. Brother, do you know? His life span is short, and this time the Demon Emperor's Tomb is his target. Yaoguang is not the only one looking for these two people."

He chuckled and looked at the old, weak and sick people of the Demon Emperor's lineage, and focused on Yan Ruyu, with something wrong in his eyes.

"Didn't Wanchu say that this guy is not interested in women? He seems to be oblivious to the saint lady, and has been talking for a long time with an old woman who lived four thousand years ago, without even glancing at her." The old man thought to himself, he was very dissatisfied with the work of Wanchu's ruthless branch. The fire spirit has even taken up residence in the body of the lotus monster, so how can he be said to be not interested in women?
I just don't like the Holy Maiden Wanchu.

However, having high demands is nothing, having desires is a good thing!
"The old ghost of the Jiang family." Yan Ming's eyes were cold and sharp. Thinking of the attack in front of the ancient emperor's palace, there was a hint of darkness in his eyes.

If the Ji family did this, it would be fine, after all, the other party's ancestral sneak attack.

He rescued Jiang Taixu from Zishan and was kind to the Jiang family (the grave had not been dug at that time), but he was attacked. Anyone would be angry.

When the saint is angry, heaven and earth shake, and waves arise on the flat ground. A solemn and murderous atmosphere makes people feel awe-inspiring and their bodies run cold, as if they are being stared at by an ancient ancestral god, and there is great terror in it.

"This is... a true saint!" The man who seemed like the incarnation of the dark night froze in expression. It would be a lie to say that he wasn't nervous. At this moment, even the robes made by the ancient saints could not bring him enough sense of security.

If Yaoguang hadn't been blocking the way in front of him, he would definitely have turned around and left.

"Why did I attack just now?" The Dark Night King had already begun to leave. He had come from Zhongzhou because of the summons from Yaoguang, a great master. The two of them had a karmic connection in the past.

Furthermore, being able to connect with a being who is about to become a saint will also be of great benefit to him.

Now it seems that there is no point in getting involved in this mess!

The Eastern Wilderness is terrifying and has a profound foundation, but the Central Plains is where he can roam freely!
(The ancient sage who has lived for 8,000 years in the Qinling Mountains and Gai Jiuyou expressed their admiration!)

(End of this chapter)