Shading the sky: starting from the ruthless emperor

"Kowloon pulls the coffin!"

Li Qingyue looked at the behemoth in front of her in disbelief.

Even after the first transformation of the Immortal Heaven Skill was completed, she followed her inexplicable obsession and sensed the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin.

But when I actually saw this huge thing, I still felt an unspeakable shock.

A powerful creature like a nine-headed true dragon lies across the cold and dead universe. It exists forever and is full of the breath of time.

It was an extremely ancient and time-honored scent that could not be traced back to its origin.

Like an immortal, like a demon, like a god or a Buddha.

It is also like the source of all living beings, endless immortality, all heavens and myriad ways, and endless origin.

Extremely appalling.

The nine dragon bodies are huge, each hundreds of meters long.

Baring his teeth and dancing his claws, he exuded immortal energy.

The body is like a cast of magical iron and fairy gold, the dragon horns are crystal clear, purple light flows, and the scales are pitch black, shining with an incomprehensible light.

The five huge dragon claws seem to have grasped the yin and yang and the five elements of heaven and earth.

It seems to have captured the eternal time and endless time and space, full of unspeakable power.

Nine pitch-black chains were bound to the nine-headed dragon's body.

There is no trace of brilliance, and it is extremely dark, but it gives people the feeling that it is much stronger and immortal than the immortal gold and divine iron in this world.

And behind the nine real dragons and the nine huge chains, a giant bronze coffin lay spread out like a giant beast.

It exudes a bronze color, and there are mottled carvings on it, which are blurry and look like stone sculptures.

It floats in the void inexplicably, full of the mottled vicissitudes of time, and it has existed for who knows how many years.

But what Li Qingyue didn't expect was that such an eternal Nine Dragon Coffin would actually stop in front of her.

"It...really came for me?"

Li Qingyue's heart trembled. This was not fear.

But at this moment, between her eyebrows, the drop of Emperor Huang's immortal blood was emitting endless divine light, shaking her body.

It seemed as if it was about to break through her control at any moment and fall into this giant bronze coffin.

But that's not all.

There is also an invisible connection, which has an unspeakable resonance with her immortal power.

Immortal heavenly power, with attachment as its seed, takes root in the eternal ages, all the heavens and all realms, the endless avenues, and the vast number of sentient beings.

If the obsession persists, it can be said that it is indestructible. It lasts through time and will last forever.

Even if the true body and soul are shattered, as long as there is a trace of obsession, they will still recover in the years.

This is the foundation of immortality.

Taking attachment as a seed can be sown in the years, in the infinite heaven and earth, and in all living things.

In the end, this obsession will absorb everything in the world, give birth to the immortal fetus, and recast the true self.

This is the immortal power.

And this obsession of hers was caused by her brother, but it was inexplicably connected with the Nine Dragons Coffin.

"Brother... Emperor Ye Tian?"

"Is it really him?"

Li Qingyue felt slightly excited, but quickly calmed down.

Even with the memories of later generations, she could not be sure whether reincarnation really existed in this world.

This is power that no one can touch.

A power that neither Huang Tian Emperor nor Ye Tian Emperor had ever touched.

Who can be sure of the existence of reincarnation?

Maybe everything is just a similar flower.

But she also remembered that in later generations, a certain beauty of Emperor Ye Tian had awakened the memory of her previous life with the help of the treasure Immortal Linglong when she set foot in the immortal world.

This seems to truly illustrate that reincarnation lasts forever and will never disappear.

Just like this nine-dragon coffin, it will always sail through time and years and will never fade away.

"Desolate Heaven Emperor... Ye Tian Emperor... and the Jar Emperor?"

"I have some kind of entanglement with two of the Heavenly Emperors, so I have some kind of irreversible connection with this Nine Dragon Coffin?"

At this moment, the memories in Li Qingyue's mind continued to flow.

Someone once said that Emperor Huang Tian, ​​Emperor Ye Tian, ​​and Emperor Jar Tian all looked similar and were the three generations of a certain supreme being.

It corresponds one-to-one with the bronze coffin of the Three Generations in the Nine Dragon Coffin.

They will appear in the world one by one in the past, present and future, bringing hope to all living beings in this world.

But she knew that these three people were not the same person.

She prefers to believe that these three emperors are more like in ancient myths and legends. After Pangu opened the sky, the physical bodies of the souls evolved separately, becoming powerful beings with their own independent self.

A creature born from the flesh, blood, ashes, soul, and fruit of that supreme figure.

For example, the twelve ancestral witches transformed into physical bodies.

For example, the Sanqing in which Yuanshen is differentiated.

In other words, it is because all three Heavenly Emperors once owned this Nine Dragon Coffin and were vaguely influenced by these three generations of copper coffins.

In a way, he inherited a part of that supreme being.

Because... this so-called Nine Dragons Coffin was formed from the body, soul, and Taoist fruits buried by that supreme figure.

"The Five-Color Altar...the Five-Color Altar possesses inexplicable power and cannot be touched by mortals!"

"It seems to be related to the supreme being, which gives the Nine Dragons Coffin a certain navigation trajectory!"

At this moment, Li Qingyue seemed to understand.

This is the reason why the Taoist ancestor Wuliang Tianzun used the five-color altar to sacrifice himself in order to live a new life and become an immortal.

He must have glimpsed some of the secrets of the five-color altar.

The five-color altar, the Nine Dragon Coffin, and the supreme figure all have some connection.

Especially the Kowloon coffin, which was made by the supreme figure who buried him, and he buried everything with this coffin.

If you own this Nine Dragon Coffin for a long time, you will definitely be influenced by that supreme figure.

If you insist on saying that the three Heavenly Emperors are related and look alike, perhaps this is the only explanation.

Since he had entanglements with two of the Heavenly Emperors, he naturally had an invisible connection with the Nine Dragon Coffin.

Perhaps this is also the reason why her obsession can last through eternity and form its own cause and effect in time and space.

The existence of this Nine Dragon Coffin is too ancient.

The Perfect World's Corpse Immortal Emperor once owned it, and he was the first Immortal Emperor since the beginning of the world.

It can be traced back to the end of endless time, longer than the Footprint Emperor in the Emperor's Fall era.

If we say Old Man Mie Shi, Cang Emperor, Hong Emperor, Yu Emperor, and Footprint Emperor, they are all the supreme figures of an era.

The era when the corpse immortal emperor existed was at least five eras before the Emperor's Fall era.

In later generations, the Emperor's Fall Era, the Immortal Ancient Era, the Chaotic Ancient Era, including the Zhetian Era... the Nine Dragon Coffin has always existed.

During the great war in the Ancient Immortal Era, the powerful men of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths even used the Nine Dragons to pull the coffin, breaking through the blockade of foreign lands and disappearing into the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

During the chaotic ancient times, the Nine Dragon Coffin was touched by Emperor Huangtian again, allowing those immortal spirits to be reborn to fight against the wilderness again.

Everything seems to be caused by the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin.

"Perhaps...if I am willing, there will no longer be Emperor Ye Tian or Emperor Gu in the future!"

"Unfortunately...this is not what I want!"

Li Qingyue guessed that the Nine Dragons Coffin Pulling was only related to some peerless beings.

It is the will of the supreme being in the coffin that exudes influence, looking for peerless people to help him.

By holding it for a long time, she can also obtain the legacy of that supreme being.

Just like the first Immortal Emperor since the beginning of the world, perhaps he became an Immortal Emperor because he held the Nine Dragon Coffin.

Just like the Emperor of Desolate Heaven who spanned the eternity, perhaps because he had held the fairy sword forged from thirty copper coffin scraps for a long time, he blazed his own path step by step.

The existences that once held this Nine-Dragon Coffin all had some kind of supreme destiny.

"If he is really my brother, how could I intercept his opportunity!"

"I hope...he can come out of it!"

"This is not my path either!"

Thinking of this, Li Qingyue's whole body was exuding immortal light, and even the immortal blood of Emperor Huang Tian between her eyebrows was trembling violently.

Streams of fairy light, mixed with the power of time, flowed out of Li Qingyue's body and lingered on the Nine Dragon Coffin.

"Boom..."

Jiulong Lacoffin seemed to be affected and suddenly moved.

The vast invisible power flows from time and years.

Turned into endless sound, resounding throughout the void of the universe.

"hold head high……"

The shocking dragon roar resounded throughout the world, as if the nine lifeless giant true dragons had come to life.

Twisting his body, swirling with fairy light, he passed by Li Qingyue, tearing apart the void of time in an instant, and was submerged into the turbulence.

There has been an indelible connection with Kowloon La Coffin.

If he reaches the ultimate peak and still cannot resurrect his brother.

Just like the memory track in my mind, let the Nine Dragons pull the coffin into the endless time and years to take back my brother.

It's just that now, the earth is controlled by the Yuhua Divine Dynasty, and with her power, she is still unable to compete with such a behemoth.

Not to mention other things, even the Immortal Cauldron was beyond what she could compete with at this moment.

What's more, there is the shadow of Emperor Zun in it.

"This is?"

Seeing Li Qingyue's body glowing with immortal light, affecting the Nine Dragons Coffin that was flowing with eternal aura, all the powerful beings lost their voices.

Looking at that scene in disbelief.

Watching the Nine Dragons Coffin set sail again, passed by the witch and disappeared under everyone's radar.

At this moment, the world is silent.

Without the slightest burst of breath, even the killing intent within the restricted area was completely silent.

Nine dragons pull the coffin, sailing through the ages, and it is difficult for Tianzun, ancient emperors and emperors to find it.

Who can tell who can kill the witch associated with him.

At this moment, everyone seemed to understand why the witch was related to the Desolate Tower, the Immortal Bell, and the extremely ancient Immortal Palace.

"Queen Mother of Kunlun!"

"It really is her!"

On the road to immortality manifested in the world, Emperor Zun was distracted and muttered to himself.

At this moment, he was almost certain that the witch must have an inseparable connection with the Queen Mother of Kunlun, where the remaining Kunlun family lived.

"Is she the reincarnation of some supreme being?"

"Is there really reincarnation in this world?"

"The Nine Dragons pull the coffin, and it lasts forever. How could it be affected by her?"

"This... is simply older than the existence of the Road to Immortality!"

"Is it possible that her past life is buried in the Nine Dragon Coffin?"

"Who is she?"

"There is no record of her in all eternity!"

"Who is she?"

"..."

For a time, bursts of sighs and shocks were heard in all the restricted areas of life.

This is too scary.

The more I think about it, the more frightening it becomes.

If the person buried in the Kowloon coffin is really the witch's previous life, what kind of scene would that be?

A being who has lived for eternity!

Resurrecting in this world, creating ten imperial methods, and embarking on a new path of practice seems to have a perfect explanation.

Only such a character can have such an incredible talent, right?

If this is really the case, then who in this world can stop such a person from attaining enlightenment?

"Even if there wasn't this Nine Dragon Coffin, who would dare to come out and do something to it?"

"The Dacheng Holy Body, the Desolate Tower, the Immortal Bell, and the Immortal Palace that is suspected to be an Immortal Weapon..."

"Three immortal weapons, and a great holy body that is comparable to the Supreme. Even if it is fully sublimated and returned to the throne, it is difficult to be sure of victory!"

For a time, all the restricted areas of life were silent.

Even the sleeping ancient tribes were heartbroken at this moment, as if they were afraid of being liquidated by the witch.

The ancient ship with thirteen bows is the strongest heritage of all ancient races.

Like thirteen ancient balls of life and a restricted area of ​​life, there are too many strong men sleeping there.

Now that the ninth level has been destroyed in one battle, the remaining existences have been exiled by a group of great saints. Who else in the world today can compete with that witch?

Unless the Supreme Being in the restricted area of ​​life is born, there is no chance at all.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled, and the auras belonging to the Immortal Bell, the Desolate Tower, and the Dacheng Holy Body also began to fall silent.

They are just a deterrent.

If a war really breaks out, it will be an extremely terrible disaster.

"Have they all retreated?"

After seeing off the Jiulong La coffin, Li Qingyue's eyes were filled with fairy light, looking towards the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Look at the forbidden areas of life, the sleeping places of all races in ancient times.

My heart slowly calmed down.

She knew very well that this battle might be inevitable after all.

After all, she still has a long way to go. She has just become enlightened and established herself as a saint.

After that, there are the Holy King, the Great Sage, the Quasi-Emperor, and the Emperor of Proving the Dao.

At a certain point, those beings will inevitably take action to stop him.

"Immortal heavenly power! We must continue to grow!"

"Nine times to become an emperor, give birth to an immortal fetus, shed the old body, and live another life?"

Thoughts were flowing in her mind, and Li Qingyue looked into the void.

The next moment, she took one step forward and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Half a year later, Beidou Beiyu, Feixian Valley.

"all gone?"

Li Qingyue stood at the entrance of Feixian Valley, looked at Ling Muxi who suddenly appeared next to her and asked.

In the past six months, she had traveled through the turbulent starry sky and found the dragon-patterned black gold tripod and the Tianxuan treasure seal.

And rescued some people who were still alive.

Including Holy Son Tianxuan, Holy Son Yaoguang, the three young men of the Ji family, and the military leader Chi You are all still alive.

The remaining people, including the old God of War, the old Demon Saint, and several members of the older generation of the Ji family, were all killed in the battle, with all their bones intact.

"Let's go, they've all gone back!"

Ling Muxi responded, standing side by side with Li Qingyue, with a trace of sadness in her eyes.

My own strength is too low.

Even if there was help from Huangta, it wouldn't be of much help.

At this moment, she desperately wanted to become stronger, at least as strong as she was now, and to be able to fight side by side with Sister Qingyue in the future.

"all gone……"

Li Qingyue looked sad, and her eyes also contained indescribable pain.

So what if you kill all your enemies?

Those familiar people can never come back.

Of the dozen people in the Ji family, only three teenagers died.

The old Demon Saint, the old God of War, and the Ksitigarbha monk all passed away.

Even Holy Son Yaoguang and Holy Son Tianxuan were almost dying.

If possible, she would rather bear the pain alone and give those people a new life.

"It's time for you to leave too!"

Li Qingyue turned around and looked at Ling Muxi very seriously.

She wants to take the road ahead alone.

She wanted to deal with all the disasters alone.

I never want anyone to die for me again.

Especially the girl in front of her, she shouldn't have to bear the harm she caused.

If it were not for herself, perhaps Ling Muxi would still be living in the village of the Jiuli clan without any worries.

"it is good!"

Ling Muxi suddenly laughed when she heard this, with a hint of rosy on her handsome face, and she looked straight at Li Qingyue without any reluctance.

She could feel the care.

Letting yourself go is a form of protection.

Perhaps, this is the only way for Sister Qingyue in front of her to express her concern.

The farther away you are from her, the safer you will be.

"It's really time for me to leave!"

"You give me!"

Ling Muxi spoke, but her eyes were far away looking at the starry sky.

When she leaves this time, she will follow the path of God.

In today's world, only the endless opportunities on the Imperial Road can make her become stronger quickly.

Only by embarking on the imperial path can she rise up in the shortest time and fight alongside her sister in the future.

Even though the Imperial Road has been open for decades, it is still not too late.

The imperial road is endless, and there are too many opportunities left from generation to generation, enough for her to become stronger quickly.

Especially with her innate body and the immortal spear in her hand, these will be her strongest support in conquering the imperial road.

Only by becoming stronger can you protect everything you want to protect.

If she was strong enough, how could the old God of War, the old Demon Saint, and those uncles and uncles from the Ji family die?

If she was strong enough, no one would dare to attack her or sister Qingyue easily.

Living in this world, only the strong can protect everything they care about.

If he were the great emperor, who else in this world would dare to bully him?

"it is good!"

Li Qingyue felt slightly relieved. She was still deeply afraid that Ling Muxi in front of her would not want to leave.

But then there was an unspeakable loneliness in my heart.

Perhaps as both women, she and Ling Muxi have some unspeakable ties.

Compared to Yang Wuzheng and Yan Wushuang, they were closer to each other.

It's not that people like Yang Wuzheng and Yan Wushuang are unimportant to him, but that men always leave a trace of unspeakable resistance in a woman's heart.

The two of them did not fly, nor did they cross the void.

Instead, they are like a pair of close sisters, walking side by side.

Although he didn't speak much, he traveled all the way, walking through sacred mountains and stepping on celestial rivers.

The footprints left by the two jade feet are all over the mountains and forests, winding for thousands of miles.

At the foot of a low mountain, the two of them stopped.

"Just pour it here!"

Ling Muxi smiled and spoke, but tears flashed in her eyes, and said: "Sister, next time we meet, I will definitely fight side by side with you!"

"You gave me the Immortal Spear. Next time we meet, I will have a gift for you too!"

"wait for me!"

The sound like wind chimes slowly fell, and the light in Ling Muxi's hand flashed, and the immortal spear appeared, tearing the void and disappearing in an instant.

Be straightforward and decisive, without any sloppiness.

There is a will that cannot be changed by the power of time and years.

Seeing that blue figure disappear before her eyes, Li Qingyue's heart trembled slightly.

She seemed to understand why Ling Muxi left.

"Fight side by side?"

"A gift?"

Li Qingyue looked into the distance with an incomprehensible expression.

After a long time, a smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to be different because of this smile.

There is an extra touch of indescribable beauty, and the fragrance of endless flowers slowly fills the air.

Feixian Valley is obviously in the northern region where life is extinct, close to the Taichu ancient mine.

But it has spring-like scenery all year round, with endless flowers.

Feixian Valley is like the only glimmer of life in the endless desert in the entire Northern Territory.

When you are there, you don't seem to feel the passage of time at all.

No matter what time of year, there is always endless greenery in front of you, the season when flowers are in full bloom, and towering ancient trees are as majestic as mountains.

"It's been three years... I don't know what happened to her!"

Under a towering ancient tree, Li Qingyue, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened her eyes and looked in the direction of Nanling.

Unconsciously, she thought of Ling Muxi again.

There is worry, but also a trace of expectation.

In the past three years, she has been continuously performing the Immortal Art.

Creating a way of using attachment as seed naturally requires constant improvement.

Using the ten imperial laws as roots, allowing obsessions to take root in heaven, earth, time and space, is only the first step in the Immortal Heavenly Art.

If you want to become stronger, you can only take the next step in the immortal power, or even the third or fourth step, until the nine turns of the immortal power are completed and the immortal fetus is reborn.

"Sure enough...the road to law creation is not that simple!"

In three years, her strength has not improved much. She has only accumulated from entering the realm of saint to reaching the peak of saint.

This is because of the existence of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique, which can absorb the great avenues and divine power between heaven and earth at all times.

If she didn't have the Heaven Swallowing Demon Technique, it might be extremely difficult for her to improve.

To reach the realm of a saint, one retreat may last endless years.

A single practice may last for decades.

Naturally, it is more difficult to deduce the new law.

She has already embarked on her own path, and the accumulation of the past and everything in the past can no longer guide her.

In other words, all the accumulation and foundation in the past had been integrated and became a part of herself when she created the Immortal Heavenly Art.

It is the foundation of immortality.

Now that the foundation has been laid, there is no reference for the future and we can only rely on ourselves.

"How can I step into the second stage of the Immortal Heavenly Art?"

"I can feel that the second round of the Immortal Heaven Skill will definitely push my strength to a new level!"

"Go straight to the Holy King, maybe you can touch the Great Sage!"

"The Taoist foundation is established in Sendai, and the powerful Taoist foundation is completed!"

"The king kills his way, the saint becomes the way, the saint king's own way is slightly completed, the great sage's own way is greatly completed, the quasi-emperor's way is perfected, and he has a first glimpse of the emperor's realm!"

"You can become emperor if you prove the Tao!"

"Is Yun Sheng the Perfect Way of Self? The second turn of the Immortal Heavenly Art?"

Li Qingyue deduced the method of covering the sky in her mind, intending to peek into the path after the Immortal Heaven Art.

Regardless of any kind of cultivation method, when it comes to the end, it is probably the evolution of its own path.

Same way.

"Om..."

Suddenly, the entire Feixian Valley seemed to be touched by an inexplicable force.

The next moment, a figure covered in blood fell from the void at the entrance to Feixian Valley.

A familiar aura instantly filled Li Qingyue's heart.

"Fairy Ling Wei? Does she still have the Qi mechanism of the innate Tao fetus?"

"Yang Wuzheng?"

Feeling this aura, Li Qingyue's figure flashed and instantly appeared at the entrance of Feixian Valley.

What came into view was Fairy Ling Wei who was covered in blood.

The scars all over his body were stained with blood, and his clothes were stained red, dripping on the rocks and vegetation, but there was still some energy and obsession.

As if she saw Li Qingyue's appearance, her expression relaxed, and her whole body breathed out, like a flame in the wind, which was quickly extinguished.

But her blood-covered palm reached towards Li Qingyue with hope.

He spoke in an extremely weak voice.

"Help him... Di Lu!"

As she spoke, her other blood-stained hand caressed her abdomen with utmost love.

Faintly, a Yin-Yang Dao diagram emerged in her abdomen, and the aura of the innate Dao fetus emanated from there.

"Save her...her name is Yang Buhui!" (End of Chapter)