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

Chapter 52: Dao Tribulation Golden Eyes

Imperial Blood Golden Pearl!

A fist-sized divine object flashes with mysterious runes and flows with dreamy colors. The immortal light flows, making it unforgettable, like the most brilliant morning star in the universe!
However, its weirdness and horror also make people's hearts palpitate, with blood vessels rolling, and each strand is so shocking, like a layer of chaotic waterfalls. The moment it falls, the laws of the holy way wail, surrender in an instant, and tremble.

"The blood of the Great Perfection Fire Spirit." Duan De exclaimed, dumbfounded.

"It's the legendary Daojie Gold!"

Jiang Yifei opened his eyes wide. What he saw was exactly in line with the records in ancient books. It was so dazzling that he was unforgettable.

It can be clearly seen that the ancient imperial blood pearl is floating up and down, and patches of rosy light are emitted, emitting auspicious colors that penetrate the vast sea and dye this ancient world brilliant.

"One Eye of the Imperial Way? No... there is no corresponding power..." Yan Ming extended his divine sense, very cautiously.

In a sense, the ancient bead is like Daojie gold. Yan Ming felt an aura from it that was similar to the Shenhen Purple Gold Lamp, but it was inferior.

Purple mist surrounded Yan Ming's brow bones, and the Source of Heavenly Divine Veins appeared in his pupils, which could see through illusions. He stared intently at the golden ancient bead.

After a long time, he found a trace of the past, which looked like a lotus, with golden flame patterns all over its body. It also looked like a flying sun bird, with life fluctuations emanating from it.

This is a three-legged ancient golden crow with shiny feathers, exuding a wild aura and a strong and blazing true fire.

"Is it really related to me?" Yan Ming asked himself, two golden lights shot out of his eyes, and the golden blood in his body boiled, and he was aroused and eager to devour the ancient beads.

He understood the secret of this thing.

It was not the gold from the Dao robbery, but a tear stained with blood.

If I am not mistaken, one of the eyes of the Imperial Fire Spirit that fell here should be Daojie Gold, and the blood flowing from the eye has some of the characteristics of Immortal Gold.

Duan De, Ye Fan and the other two were very moved after knowing this.

He was a master of the imperial way, an almighty being who could fight with the ancient emperors. Especially the Holy Spirit, he was naturally indifferent, but he shed tears of blood, which was quite a contrasting impact.

It is not difficult to imagine that it was a sad song after a battle to despair, otherwise how could the Supreme shed tears?

"Supreme!" Ye Fan murmured, looking at his palm with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

He wanted to go home. His hometown was on the other side of the starry sky. If he were the supreme being, perhaps he could go back.

"Little thief, if you were born in the ancient times, there would still be some hope. Now you should save your energy and enjoy your life." Duan De said.

But seeing Ye Fan silent and little Nannan glaring at him, he felt a little uncomfortable and gave a suggestion.

"If I were you, I would focus on cultivating the Wheel Sea Secret Realm. The Holy Body Bloodline Curse makes it difficult to enter the Four Extremes, but there is no obstacle in a single secret realm. If you cultivate to the end, you will be able to dominate the world."

"That's right, Ye Zi, this should be the only feasible way." Jiang Yifei said.

The few of them communicated in low voices, and their relationship gradually became harmonious, no longer as hostile as before.

The little girl plays a big role here. The three of them are masters at observing people's words and expressions. They know that Yan Ming has a special liking for the little girl, otherwise he wouldn't bring her along specially.

To a certain extent, he borrowed Ye Fan's power.

Ye Fan benefited from the little girl's help.

Jiang Yifei's thoughts were in a whirlwind, as he speculated about the relationship between the saint and the little girl, and he was very concerned about this.

Only by becoming a disciple of a saint can I have hope of revenge...

The golden bead radiated Dao traces, and a divine aura was heavy. Yan Ming stopped, a dark light flashing in his eyes. It was the Devouring Dao Talisman, and he slowly took the golden bead into his eye socket.

The moment of contact, a strong impact of consciousness came over him, madness, bloodiness, unwillingness...it was about to drown Yan Ming.

At the critical moment, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot trembled, emitting a ray of imperial power, enveloping Yan Ming like a curtain.

Now Guzhu was completely obedient.

After a moment, Yan Ming opened his eyes, golden light surged, one eye seemed to be made of Daojie gold, cracking the void, and bursting out chains of order, with an aura that shook the mountains and rivers.

"The degree of transformation into immortal gold has reached more than 40%." Yan Ming spoke, rubbing his right eye socket, and marveled at the power of the golden bead.

Every drop of royal blood that came with it benefited him immensely. Now, he only needed to retreat for a few days before he could break through the sixth layer of the sky barrier and reach the next level.

"Even a drop of blood and tears is like this, what if it were a glance from the true Imperial Fire Spirit!" Yan Ming showed anticipation and continued to move forward.

Half an hour later, the group reached the end of the ruins.

Contrary to what one might imagine, there was nothing to be found here, only rubble and bricks that had accumulated over the ages.

Duan De did not give up. He took back some professional equipment from Ye Fan and kept clanging around the pile of rocks. Finally, he came back with a sigh and came to a conclusion.

"Nothing. The victor of that great battle must have taken away the treasures from this place." He took out a bone mirror and traced the traces of the past. From the accumulation of dust in the space, he inferred that this place had been dormant for hundreds of thousands of years. "We must be the first people to walk here."

Duan De kept shaking his head, feeling really unwilling.

Apart from a few broken murals, the peerless fire spirit seemed to have been forgotten, and everything about it had been erased.

When people in later generations mentioned her, she was just a background figure to highlight the empress's power and transcendence.

It can be imagined that the Imperial Fire Spirit was definitely a man of extraordinary talent during his lifetime. He ruled the world and had glorious years. He turned himself into a forbidden zone of fire and overlooked the world.

Unfortunately, everything returned to dust and there was no record of it. People in later generations did not know about it and it was forgotten.

Perhaps, only by crossing the long river of time can we gain insight into and understand that past...

Yan Ming stood with his hands behind his back, looking calmly at the space in front of him. He felt that everything was too normal, and instead seemed a little wrong.

"Are you afraid of the imperial weapon?" Yan Ming's eyes lit up and his pupils flashed.

The next moment, the scenery he saw changed. The rubble and ruins were gone, and the group stopped in a strange space filled with illusory black fire.

Yan Ming was not afraid, but Ye Fan and the others felt the unbearable heat, as if they had jumped into a furnace and were almost reduced to ashes. This was still under the protection of the Holy Might.

Duan De hurriedly raised the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot to help everyone withstand the terrifying heat.

Behind them, a huge sea of ​​fire suddenly appeared, blocking the way, covering the sky and the sun, burning as if there was no end, and it lay there.

"Be careful! This is the contaminated true fire of the sun!" Jiang Yifei exclaimed in surprise. He was born in the Hengyu lineage and had a deep understanding of all kinds of flames in the world. He could tell at a glance that this was the true fire of the sun with extremely high purity, and he sensed that there was endless death energy contained in the depths of the fire domain.

"It is very restraining to living people. This is the fire of death born from the extremely yin land." Duan De felt numb and looked terrified, with a bad premonition.

This place is essentially a large tomb. The current situation looks like a ghost has appeared in the tomb, and it is an unimaginable and heaven-defying existence.

“Maybe a Yin God will appear!”

(End of this chapter)