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

Chapter 47: The Ten-part Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot
A ray of immortal light shot up into the sky, emitting a powerful aura that illuminated all directions. It was obviously a treasure, making the countless cultivators fighting for the Demon Emperor's tomb in the sky jealous. Dozens of people rushed over in an instant.

A chaotic battle broke out, and Jiang and Ye, who had just stolen the treasure, had no time to react.

In the chaos, Ye Fan accidentally dropped a green bead, and the green mist surged. He was recognized as a Taoist soldier at the Dragon Transformation level, and countless eyes were cast on him in an instant.

"I picked this up from the deep pool, just this one." Ye Hei looked innocent, then ran away, groaning inwardly.

If I had known, I wouldn’t have taken so much.

"Catch him, there is a peerless medicine. He has eaten the holy fruit, which can be refined into a magic pill that prolongs life."

Someone screamed strangely and recognized Ye Fan. His breathing became much faster, as if he had seen some icy beauty. The fiery gaze made Ye Fan feel cold and he quickly clamped his back door.

On the other side, Jiang Yifei's identity was revealed and he was surrounded by people, and was in danger in an instant.

But after taking the holy fruit, he was reborn, his strength increased greatly, and he fought his way out. With a powerful handprint of fire, he killed the elder of the Jiang family who was in the third level of the dragon transformation realm, like a god or demon.

"This kid actually stepped into the Seven Forbidden Areas! He must be killed." A big shot came down with a sinister voice.

The Seven Forbiddens allow one to cross seven small steps and defeat the strong. This is an unparalleled posture. If one grows up smoothly, he will definitely become a saint.

"If you can't serve the family, no matter how stunning you are, it's useless. This is where you will be buried. Go to the underworld and confess your sins."

The Jiang family's supreme elder had a grim look in his eyes, and without saying much, he directly summoned his Taoist soldiers. In an instant, divine patterns surged, and the purple-gold divine tower spewed out thousands of feet of flames, turning into a boundless sea of ​​fire, and smashed down directly.

Jiang Yifei tried to use the broken bowl, but no matter how he communicated, the other party did not move at all. He then became furious and threw the broken bowl with great force.

"Buzz!"

At the moment of collision, divine power overflowed from space, and the broken bowl was suppressed and flew out, but unexpectedly, it emitted a trace of black light.

It was trembling slightly, and a wave that could sweep across the three realms and six paths and destroy all living things rushed out like a tide in an instant.

"what……"

A scream was heard, and the Jiang family cultivator in front was set on fire like a scarecrow. He was torn into pieces almost in an instant and then turned into ashes.

Under this divine power, no matter who you are, even if you possess great magical powers, you will be vulnerable and will be beaten to pieces in an instant like a chicken or a dog, leaving nothing behind.

In the void, Yan Ming sighed softly. It was he who was influencing the lid through the body of the jar, causing it to release a wisp of extreme aura.

Beside him, the fat Taoist priest had already woken up and was looking at the broken bowl with a sad face. His round face looked as ugly as it could be.

"Hmm? Fellow Daoist seems to be in a bad mood?" Yan Ming glanced at the tomb-robber master.

"I have no emotions. I don't know this broken bowl... Woo woo..." The unscrupulous Taoist sobbed, feeling heartbroken and unable to breathe, and kept cursing Ye Fan and Jiang Yifei.

He had previously robbed two people of a psychic weapon and deliberately pointed them in the wrong direction.

But this is just a joke with kids, and it's a way to deal with the white-haired bad boy. What does it matter?
Now the retribution has come, and it is so heavy that it makes it hard to breathe.

"I spent half my life to get this, these two little thieves." Duan De looked at his naked body. Ten years of accumulation were gone in one day, and he was suddenly filled with sadness.

Yan Ming pursed his lips and sighed as he looked at the half-emperor soldier in front of him.

Just as he was about to take action to collect the skull of the ruthless man, a mysterious feeling came over him, causing his soul to be shaken and he realized that something was wrong.

When Yan Ming regained consciousness, he discovered a layer of mist shrouding the ancient forbidden land. Even a brief glance at it was enough to stifle his spiritual awareness and a sense of terror. Duan De, standing nearby, had also undergone a transformation that could make the Fire Spirit feel a sense of danger.

"After the magic jars merge, will something unexpected happen? The resulting causal backlash will be unbearable."

After thinking for a moment, Yan Ming chose to watch from the sidelines and did not proceed rudely.

For myself, I don't insist on getting the complete ancient Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot. Having partial usage rights is enough.

"Don't pursue empty fame and face real disaster." Yan Ming reflected on himself and thought of Ye Fan in the original timeline.

He does not control any complete imperial weapon, but whenever there is a war, the Chaos Green Lotus and the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot will appear.

Yan Ruyu and Duan Demei disappeared.

"Everything in the world benefits from cooperation. Why should we covet empty reputation and sow the seeds of disaster for momentary greed?!" Yan Ming's eyes flashed with golden light, and his face returned to its usual calmness.

He can currently withstand half of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar and take on the backlash from the thirteen major bandits in the Northern Territory.

It's not certain that it will be complete. How to control it smoothly is definitely a big problem, and even the quasi-emperor may not be safe.

But there are solutions.

In order to hedge the cause and effect, Yan Ming plans to set up a shareholders' meeting of Tuntian Mogai, and several people present will be Mogai shareholders.

"Due to my limited background and position, it is indeed difficult for me to compete with the reincarnation of the Heavenly Venerable... But what if a forbidden zone disciple is added?" Yan Ming smiled lightly, his eyes sparkling.

He owns 100% of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot, 50% of the pot body, and later 25% of the lid, which is 62.5%. Rounded up, he becomes the owner of the imperial weapon and the controlling shareholder of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot Group.

"We can add up the two girls and divide them into 10 shares to hedge the risk." Yan Ming became calmer.

With Xiao Nannan attending the shareholders' meeting, the matter settled down. Yan Ming would then hold 60% of the shares, and it would be a natural progression for him to take control of the Heaven Devouring Demon Pot...

In the outside world, the chaos is still going on. The cultivators from the Southern Region are pouring in like a tide, and divine rainbows are everywhere.

"All of you die!" Jiang Yifei shouted. He was really angry and was being chased and killed. He was also suppressed by the Saint Lord-level weapons. He escaped death at the last moment and finally succeeded in breaking through.

"Old man, do you want to leave?!" Jiang Yifei's eyes were sharp. Seeing his enemy at the end of the sky, he rushed over with a broken bowl in his hand.

Half of an ultimate imperial weapon is something that ordinary people cannot even imagine. Possessing it is like mastering the truth of this vast world, and it is almost omnipotent.

Even the peerless powerful man who could call the wind and rain and roam the Eastern Wilderness would be killed if he was covered by it. He was not even a bug and had no power to fight back.

"Jiang Yifei, you are also a member of the Jiang family. Do you really want to rebel to the end? You should know that your sister is still alive and in prison." The Jiang family's supreme elder's expression changed horribly. He spoke quickly, his whole body burning, igniting his own origin, turning into a stream of light, and rushing out hundreds of miles.

"die!"

When Jiang Caixuan was mentioned, Jiang Yifei's eyes turned red, his white hair was disheveled, and his murderous intent became stronger.

The broken bowl in his hand emitted a black light, and mist flowed, spreading out all of a sudden and rapidly spreading to the front.

The emperor's might was overwhelming, drowning the heaven and earth in an instant, rolling over and suppressing everything.

"These are all my treasures!" The unscrupulous Taoist saw Ye Fan maneuvering with the burial jade in his hand, and saw the broken bowl committing a crime. He felt so aggrieved that his heart was bleeding...

(End of this chapter)