Shrouding the Heavens: Starting from the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar
Author: Ye Yun Zhi Xia
Synopsis:
"Su Yu is reborn into the Ruthless One Lineage, starting from the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar, pushing horizontally all the way, plundering divine maidens, Yin and Yang deriving Chaos, condensing the World Tree, and proving the Eternal Dao!
Forbidden zone turmoil, he fights Supremes in bloody battles, contends with immortal artifacts, and quells the Dark Turmoil!
Above Imperial Pass, he pauses at Heavenly Abyss, points his sword at An Lan, and asks Cang Tian who is hero!
Myriad ages of black disaster, he crosses Boundary Sea, tramps all over the Ancient Road of Reincarnation, and confronts the three Emperors...
This is a story of a tiny true spirit stepping to the peak of the ultimate Dao step by step, achieving eternity!
Shrouding the Heavens, Perfect World style novel!"
Chapter 1: Resurrection of the Dead
In the cold, dead, and boundless spacetime and space, a beam of dazzling purple light traverses countless great realms.
Amidst the gray Qi currents and halos is a purple Ghost-Face Jade Jue as a whole, which also wraps an illusory, dim true spirit.
The gentle purple light continuously pours into the slumbering spirit body, making this true spirit increasingly extraordinary.
The gray Qi currents in the Chaos space also rush toward the Ghost-Face Jade Jue, like a tidal phenomenon, mighty and grand. After a moment of silence, the dazzling halo circulates countless brilliant and profound runes.
Amidst the crystal-clear and gorgeous light traces, wisps of Chaos quintessence pour into the true spirit. In the light mist, wisps of Chaos Qi link together divine patterns that are as brilliant as stars...
Below The Heavens, the Shrouding the Heavens Great World, Burial Emperor Star.
"Where is this..."
The moment Su Yu opens his eyes, he finds himself lying prone on a patch of icy ground. The surroundings are pitch-black, resembling withered dark soil, and there is a heart-palpitating squeezing sensation that makes all the blood in his body rush backward, his heart almost coming to a sudden stop.
He shakes his head, wanting to figure out his current situation.
Waking up from sleep to find such light and shadow truly perplexes him.
He struggles to control his body, but his own figure feels like it is experiencing being human for the first time, highly uncoordinated. That pair of pitch-black pupils is dim and absent, the eyes full of bloodshot veins, resembling the situation of someone who has been knocked senseless by a heavy iron hammer and then wakes up.
Aside from this!
The most distinct feeling the physical body gives him is excruciating pain!
"Cough, cough..."
Blood overflows the corners of Su Yu's mouth, and his entire person cannot help trembling. Heart-wrenching pain comes from his chest, his limbs and skeleton are twisting, and the consciousness symbolizing his individual existence is also receding-this is a very bad sign, his viscera must have problems and be bleeding, and his lamp of life is about to extinguish.
Under the heavy burden, even his thinking becomes very sluggish, and his eyelids grow heavier and heavier, leaving only the most basic desire deep within human genes-survival!
He does not want to die here!
Just as he endures the excruciating pain and desperately controls his legs, wanting to stand up, a wisp of faint light flutters, cleaving open the profound darkness, and with a gentle warmth, shines upon him, radiating powerful energy fluctuations...
"Light..." Su Yu murmurs. Light and shadow alternate before his eyes, urging him to keep walking.
The next moment.
He abruptly loses consciousness, and his twisted body crashes heavily onto the ground, splashing a pool of blood!
In the imperceptible Soul River, the candle flickering in the wind also extinguishes along with it. Yet immortal light suffuses, a slender and translucent hand descends, and once again summons the light of life...
A new chapter turns over!
Dreamless, pitch-sweet blackness, with even the feeling of "nothingness" gone in the middle, as if he does not exist and has returned to before he came to this world, Su Yu wakes up from his long slumber.
At the same time, a vast wave of light surges in the depths of the darkness, and strange, complex trajectories gradually revive, mysterious and profound, then suddenly sink into silence again, the surroundings returning to deathly stillness and gloom.
"Is it a dream..."
Su Yu opens his eyes, feeling only that he has slept very soundly this time, his past fatigue entirely vanishes, his body is filled with strength, and his condition is exceptionally good, which is very rare for a young man who often stays up late.
Following the angle of the dim light, he looks over, and then freezes, his entire person struck as if by lightning.
A white, slender hand, and further up, arrow-shaped sleeves embroidered with silver-tapestry patterns, dotted with flower, seedling, and fish-insect designs, possessing an antique quality and an inherent beauty.
Following the light further, an exquisite silver-silk, snow-bottomed tight robe imbued with a faint sense of nobility comes into view, only marred by a few bloodstains that ruin its perfection.
"What is going on..." Su Yu is startled, extremely perplexed. Simple modern attire was what he wore before falling asleep, yet now it has turned into this.
And his body, completely as if it has changed, has thinned a lot, but is not frail, and he can clearly feel the strength contained within his flesh.
"Did I time-travel? No, it should be time-travel overlapping rebirth!" Su Yu guesses, his brain momentarily slightly crashed.
Xiao Huohuo, Lin Dadong, Huang Wolong, Ye Fengchu... and other stories all surge forth, making his gaze increasingly bright, confirming that he has truly come into an otherworldly realm.
And his current identity!
Just judging by this silver-tapestry garment, it can be seen that it is absolutely extraordinary, exceptionally wealthy or noble.
This is definitely a great stroke of fortune!
"I just recently landed a county committee unit position..." Su Yu mutters to himself, somewhat dazed.
In his previous life, he was just twenty-two years old and a senior in college. Because he was an orphan with only a parent, his student life was very financially strapped, tormented by poverty, but after graduation he passed the civil service examinations for a certain county unit, which could be considered turning the page for his gray life, and true life had just begun, yet it vanished in a flash.
The past life was over. The present was what mattered!
Su Yu quickly calmed himself. He had little attachment to his past life. He was highly adaptable, after all. He had come up from the very bottom of society, and he had a streak of ruthlessness.
He searched himself for anything useful and soon discovered an object in his chest: a flawed purple jade pendant, engraved with a fine pattern of a ghostly human face. It was emitting a faint light and was warm to the touch, smooth and soothing.
Su Yu stared at the jade, lost in thought.
In his previous life, he had spent four hundred yuan on this fan-made product from Pinduoduo. He had never expected to see it here.
Had he come here with the jade?
Or had the jade brought him here?
Or had the person whose body he now inhabited already owned a jade pendant like this?
Su Yu was awash with conflicting feelings, but he didn't stop to dwell on them. Using the faint light around him and the jade pendant as a flashlight, he began gathering whatever information he could.
After taking a few steps, he saw a pale, lifeless face. The man had handsome features and looked to be around twenty, but the bone above his brow had split open. Shards of bone littered the pitch-black ground, and dark blood stained his body in several places. His death had been gruesome and horrifying.
Another corpse lay not far away, slumped limply on the ground and barely recognizable. Its clothes were soaked through with dark red blood. It was hard to imagine what the deceased had suffered before dying.
Chapter 2: The Ancient Devouring Heaven Demon Lid
Su Yu's face turned deathly pale, and his body trembled. But he had grown up with a cemetery beside his home, so he was fairly bold. Though he was sharing a room with corpses, he wasn't frightened into retreating.
He carefully examined the first corpse. The clothes on the man had a distinct classical style and were very soft. They were not as fine as the ones Su Yu wore, but they were still beyond comparison with the Hanfu he had bought for a few hundred yuan with free shipping in his previous life.
A moment later, Su Yu spotted a six-foot-long spear, green from tip to end. In a more distant corner lay a damaged jade pagoda about the size of his palm, toppled onto its side. Both ancient artifacts were beautiful and crystal clear, like gemstones, suffused with a hazy radiance. At a glance, it was obvious that they were extraordinary.
Using the green jade spear's light, Su Yu saw his own face. He bore some resemblance to the first corpse, so they were probably blood relatives.
By the light of the artifacts, he could also make out another corpse farther away: a skeleton lying sprawled on the ground. It had died an even more gruesome death, its body split open. A severed arm still clutched a silver-glinting sword.
Seeing this mutilated corpse, Su Yu felt a sudden pang of sorrow. The blood in his body seemed to flow backward, and he nearly fell over.
They had definitely been extremely close!
"Father and son? What a pity. The father is dead, and the son is no longer himself." Su Yu clutched his chest and stumbled backward, waiting for the shock of their shared blood to pass. When it finally did, he panted heavily and sighed.
It seemed the person whose body he had taken over had met a terrible fate.
His whole family had been wiped out right from the start!
His loved ones had been sacrificed to the heavens, the whole family neatly gathered here. The three dead people were almost certainly his blood relatives.
Compared with their deaths, Su Yu felt increasingly relaxed, as if he were evolving. Even he could clearly feel the vast blood Qi contained in his body. With a wave of his hand, light flowed and illuminated everything around him.
As he held his breath and focused, a steady mist of pure white light streamed from his body, like a celestial lamp, completely illuminating the darkness.
Su Yu knew exactly what this meant-he had come to a world of gods and demons!
The person whose body he had taken over had clearly embarked on the path of cultivation, but now everything had fallen into his hands.
"Being alive is everything!" Su Yu muttered, rubbing the bloodstains on his body, his fingers pressing hard.
If his deduction was right, he should have been one of these corpses too. The suffocating feeling he had experienced when he first woke up had definitely not been an illusion.
But for some unknown reason, he had crossed over from the brink of death and come back to life.
Su Yu gripped the purple jade pendant tightly, took a deep breath, and continued exploring.
He didn't want to spend the rest of his life in here with the corpses.
A moment later, he saw where the dim light came from. It was an ancient, austere altar, cold and dazzling, cast from bronze and covered with green copper patina. The instant he saw it, the bronze platform's distinctive weight of history swept over him, boundless and far-reaching, making his very soul tremble. He instinctively wanted to kneel.
In that moment, Su Yu felt like an ordinary mortal who had stumbled into a divine tomb. He felt his own insignificance. Before that altar, he was truly tiny.
Forcing himself to endure the immense pressure, he stepped forward. He didn't want to stop here.
This was not just Su Yu's wish. It also came from this body-from the dead man's unwillingness to give up.
The entire cultivation family had been wiped out here, all for the object before him. If he didn't see what lay at the end, how could he be content?
It took Su Yu a full quarter of an hour to reach the altar. By then, his back was soaked in cold sweat, and his spine chilled. He felt as though ferocious beasts were watching him from above. It was instinct, born of the soul.
The danger here was astonishingly great!
The altar was simple. The first thing he saw was a coffin, not very large, made of something much like the bronze platform, only far darker in color.
Su Yu tried to open it because he felt there had to be something hidden inside.
The corpse of an unparalleled powerhouse?
An astonishing treasure trove?
Four cultivators had fallen here. Su Yu didn't believe they would brave such immense danger just to seek an ordinary grave. There had to be a supreme treasure inside, something to make people covet it.
But no matter how hard he tried, divine power surged out like a tide, lighting up the entire tomb chamber, yet the secret coffin remained utterly still. He couldn't pry it open at all.
After struggling for a long time and exhausting his strength, Su Yu finally gave up and leaned against the coffin.