The Lord of All Gods Who Covers the Sky

Chapter 456 Dragon’s Lair
The emperor's soldiers mutated, the sky collapsed and the earth broke apart, as if the emperor was about to be resurrected. Large tracts of mountains and rivers turned to dust, and only the altar stood tall, intact, and kept shaking.

It was a gigantic altar of gods and demons, formed by neatly cutting a mountain. Five weapons were buried on it, each of which was reviving, and the air was filled with the aura of ancient emperors.

Unfortunately, it is hard to see clearly. The blazing light makes people shed tears and bleed, and their consciousness is about to collapse, while the dim light is hidden in the void, and no one can see its true appearance, and no one knows what shape it is.

Ji Lingyue, Ji Chenyue, and Jiang Xi lay on Ji Hongjing's sleeves, their eyes wide open trying to see the true appearance of the five weapons. Even Huaxuan and Ji Lengyue didn't care about their reserve and lay on the sleeves to watch, their eyes all bleeding from the stabs.

hum!
Suddenly, a layer of faint golden light protected Ji Hongjing and them. The blazing light was no longer dazzling. They regained their vision and saw Ji Hongjing walking through the Emperor Soldier Mountain. A stone tower hung above his head. The gods inside it revived, looking extremely majestic, like a resurrected Holy Emperor.

Tears flowed from the corners of Jiang Xi's eyes, her blood was throbbing, and she couldn't help but want to cry.

A one-armed old man appeared beside her. She was shocked and fell to her knees, her whole body shaking and sobbing softly.

"Good child, you have suffered a lot." The sun god Jinian stroked her hair and comforted her softly.

"Ancestor!" Jiang Xi felt the warmth above his head and could no longer control himself. He burst into tears, and the tears could not stop flowing.

"Get up. I am relieved that the Holy Emperor's bloodline has not been cut off." The Sun God helped her up and said with a smile, "Don't cry. I heard from your master that you are a little sun, sunny and cheerful. Crying makes people laugh."

Jiang Xi burst into laughter after hearing this, wiped away her tears and said, "Well, I will listen to the ancestor and won't cry."

The Sun God nodded with a smile. At this time, the others also reacted from their shock and knelt down to pay their respects.

The divine mind waved his sleeves to stop them and said, "I am not the Holy Emperor of the Sun. I am just a wisp of evil thought. You don't have to salute me."

"Senior!" Everyone looked at each other. Although they did not kneel down in the end, they still bowed deeply.

"Get up." The sun god nodded. He accepted the greeting.

Everyone stood up, extremely excited, and looked at the god's thoughts curiously. Even if it was just an evil thought, it was related to the Sun Holy Emperor.

The god Nian only came out to meet Jiang Xi, and then flew into the Sun God Tower and stood side by side with the Emperor Soldier God.

A layer of golden light fell from the divine tower, covering Ji Hongjing. No one could find him. He passed through mountains and soon approached the altar of gods and demons where the Demon King's Ruler was buried.

Suddenly, a dragon roar resounded through the sky, and the huge dragon horse that had disappeared earlier reappeared, crossing the end of the sky and raising its head towards this direction.

It was truly a shocking scene. The red dragon was bigger than many mountains. Any mountain in front of it was like a small mound, too small.

The imperial soldiers appeared, and the mounts of the ancient emperors also appeared, looking towards this side with their heads raised, shocking everyone.

boom!
Behind the gigantic scarlet dragon, a mountain larger than the stars emerged, stretching from the end of heaven to the end of earth. It was vast and boundless, reaching Chaos above and suppressing the underworld below. It was who knows how many tens of thousands of feet high it was.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a huge cave. A red dragon swung its tail and sank into it. The sound of dragon roars could be heard, shocking the soul. Clouds and mists rolled, and red unicorn horns flashed from time to time in the cave. The mount of the ancient emperor, a horse transformed into a dragon, was tumbling in the huge nest. Each piece of red dragon scale was several feet long.

"Come on, nephew. This is our ancestor, calling you. Go and ask him for advice!" Taoist Baijie shouted, kicking the dragon horse on the butt, making it fly sideways and smash into the cave entrance like a cannonball.

Longma's nose was almost crooked with anger. This old donkey was too mean. Facing the huge red dragon in front of him, he couldn't help but tremble. If it hit him with one claw, he would be dead for sure.

"Buzz!"

The fairy mist boiled, the giant mountain disappeared, and a ray of light swept the dragon horse away.

Everyone was dumbfounded and stunned.

Boom!

At this moment, the five weapons on the altar of gods and demons revived, and the power of the extreme way was overwhelming. The people at the back no longer cared about anything else and turned around to flee.

"Are those five imperial weapons? How can they emit such a strong pressure?" The little tyrant was trembling. Even though he was in Ji Hongjing's sleeves and protected by the divine tower, he could still feel the pressure that suppressed the nine heavens and ten earths.

“A complete imperial weapon has more than this much pressure, how could there be five of them?” Ji Chenyue was knowledgeable. The five balls of light could not clearly see their appearance, but the combined pressure was not as great as that of a complete imperial weapon.

He looked up and asked, "Uncle, is that a broken imperial weapon?"

“Well, the Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing's Measuring Ruler broke into five pieces. The real god inside it was wiped out, and only the remnant remained. The layout of the imperial mausoleum is somewhat special. After years of nourishment, the remnant has grown again, but it has already mutated and is no longer the original imperial weapon.” Ji Hongjing is now very close to the Altar of Gods and Demons, and must be careful to hide his breath to avoid attracting an attack from the imperial soldiers.

"Can we take the Five Emperors?"

Even a broken imperial weapon is of inestimable value, and no one would not be tempted.

"Unless the Sun God Tower is exposed, there is no way to take all of it in front of so many great saints. My target is the Emperor's Tomb, and I don't want to be exposed too early, but I can try to take away one or two pieces without anyone noticing." Ji Hongjing thought for a moment and decided to bypass the Altar of Gods and Demons. Compared with the Emperor's corpse, the fragments of the Emperor's weapons are not that useful to him. Even if the Demon Emperor's Ruler is recast, it will not be able to play a big role in the dark turmoil.

When he walked around to the side of the God and Demon Altar, he heard the old monk from the Amitabha Ancient Star Region shouting, "Stop, don't let out any murderous intent. This is a blasphemy against the imperial soldiers. They were activated because of this. We need to calm down."

The purple gold Buddhist bridge flashed, revealing a peaceful atmosphere beneath everyone's feet. The pure power of faith permeated the air, calming people's hearts.

This bridge was built by the great emperor Amitabha, and was irrigated with the thoughts of all living beings. After all kinds of tempering, it has no impurities and has the crystal-clear divine brilliance of the purest and kindest side of human heart. It is said to be able to save all the spirits in the heavens and lead all living beings to the other shore. Now it truly shows its extraordinary side and effectively dissolves the killing thoughts. At this point, the five weapons on the altar of gods and demons also slowly calmed down, and the aura of the great emperor no longer manifested.

The five weapons revealed their true forms and stopped shaking. They were displayed there calmly. They were all fragments, not complete weapons.

They are green all over, some have no luster and are very dull, while others have a layer of clear light flowing. Each piece has a sense of vicissitudes and antiquity, and it is unknown how many tens of thousands of years they have gone through.

Together they form a ruler, made of Feathered Green Gold, one of the Nine Immortal Golds along with Phoenix Blood Red Gold and Immortal Tears Green Gold.

"The layout of the Emperor's mausoleum is one of survival from death. The Demon King is very likely planning to communicate with the Emperor's corpse. It would not be convenient to use his weapons to sacrifice to the magic lamp." Ji Hongjing sighed. He was missing two of the nine kinds of immortal gold, and Yuhua Qingjin was one of them, but he really didn't have the courage to use the Demon King's ruler to sacrifice to the magic lamp.

This is different from the eternal blue gold fragment that hit the body of the Void Emperor. The extreme laws on the blue gold have been erased, while the blue gold still has the laws of the Demon King and has given birth to spiritual intelligence.

brush!
The five pieces of the imperial weapon fragments have revealed their true appearance. The great saints can no longer sit still and step forward one after another, putting away all their murderous thoughts and walking cautiously towards the altar of gods and demons.

The others held their breath, not daring to fight for it, and watched carefully. Some of the human protectors did not move, with uncertain expressions, waiting for the opportunity.

"boom!

Suddenly, after six or seven great saints approached the altar, it emitted a curtain of light, making the place hazy. There were flashes of blood, and a phantom in white stood there, with his back to the crowd, silently paying tribute to the imperial soldiers.

"Pfft!"

Almost everyone knelt down, feeling an eternal pressure. The Great Sage could not help but kowtow, his knees trembling.

This shocked everyone. At that moment, people understood that the phantom in white must be - the Demon King!
To be precise, this was a residual mark left when he stopped, which has not yet dispersed with the wind. It was just a residual mark of footprints, but it made the Great Sage almost kneel down. How powerful is he?

Then, picture after scene flashed by, and people were all shocked and trembling. They finally knew why the Demon King's Ruler was broken!

While everyone was immersed in the scene of the Demon King's conquest of the immortal road, Ji Hongjing quietly moved away and arrived at a mountain bigger than the stars. A huge red dragon coiled around and disappeared into an ancient cave.

The Demon King’s mount!
The red dragon is not its real body, but an immortal spirit wrapped in a mark. It is not a living being at all, but just a mark left by the Demon King's mount.

If you think about it carefully, it should be so. Even a generation of Demon King came to an end in disgrace. How could his mount survive until now? It must have turned into dust long ago.

The shape of this mountain is very much like an ancient tomb, a tomb specially used to bury the red dragon. It hangs between heaven and earth, majestic and towering.

In fact, this mount died before the Demon King. Even if he was very powerful, he was not an emperor and could not live longer. He was unable to accompany the Demon King through his last years and fight on the road to immortality.

A long time ago, the Demon King personally buried his dead mount in the loess and erected a monument for it here.

"That guy is so lucky!" Ye Fan's dragon horse was floating in the dragon cave, surrounded by wisps of dragon energy, receiving the ancient inheritance, which aroused the envy of the holy beasts such as Xiaobaxia.

This is a blessing from Longma, which ordinary people cannot obtain. It is the inheritance of the same kind, the mental method left to the ancestor of the Longma clan, and it was improved by a generation of Demon Emperor. Even the fragments of imperial weapons may not be able to compare to it.

Continuing forward, the river is surging, and a river of corpses rushes out from the ancient veins in the distance. This is the Yellow Spring, and there is no escape.

"Rumble"

This large, dark yellow river has nine twists and turns, flowing through many places in this mountain range and ancient domain, and runs through the entire cemetery.

"Ah!" A long howl was heard, and a heart-wrenching roar came from the upper reaches of the river of corpses. A creature with bat wings and a body like a demon ape flew across the sky.

"It's a corpse ghost!" Yuan Yuan exclaimed. This is a creature that can only be born in the extremely dark and desolate places in ancient times. It is extremely evil and can be called a kind of evil ghost. It is the most ferocious and brutal.

"There's more than one, there's a herd!"

This is a large group, some of them are covered with white hair, without wings, and look like old corpses flying across the sky. Others are purple, covered with scales, have horns, and have devil wings.

These are all considered corpse ghosts, carrying with them a monstrous aura of death, whizzing past, causing mountains to collapse and the earth to crack, and rivers and seas to boil.

"Roar……"

A deafening roar was heard, and several creatures flew over from the upper reaches of the Corpse River. They had strange looks, each one like a thunder god, and their hair all over their bodies glowed with a faint golden light.

This is the flesh and blood conceived from corpse qi, which then turned into Yin gods. Each one is extremely terrifying, with eyes that can tear through the void, and they are not afraid of even the Great Sage.

Ji Hongjing looked up at the Tower of the Sun God. If he wanted to cross the Yellow Springs, he could only rely on the automatically revived imperial soldiers.

hum!
The divine tower shook, and the god inside snorted coldly. The divine tower was extremely yang, how could it contain such evil and spooky things?

The Emperor Tower turned into a ray of golden light and flew forward with Ji Hongjing. All the corpses along the way, no matter how strong or weak, were turned into ashes when they were touched, leaving nothing behind.

After passing through the Yellow Springs, the Emperor's Tower fell silent again. Ji Hongjing continued to climb over mountains and crossed rivers. Soon he saw a dark dragon's lair. The imperial aura was so majestic that it suppressed the world for eternity!
(End of this chapter)