Infinite transcendence began with Covering the Sky.

Chapter 228 Observations in the Qinling Mountains
Although the Qinling Mountains are called "ridges," they are actually a magnificent mountain range stretching for millions of miles, and have been the ancestral vein of Central China since ancient times.

It is located in the western part of Zhongzhou. Although it is millions of miles apart, it is only a small part of the entire Zhongzhou.

Many powerful forces in the Central Plains have established cities in the Qinling Mountains. Due to the special nature of the Qinling Mountains, it is also a place where corpses are raised, and countless powerful figures have perished here.

Now, Qi Zhe stands on the outskirts of the Qinling Mountains and can clearly see the endless dragon energy rising from the Qinling Mountains, and the majestic and winding mountain ranges on the earth, which are incomparably magnificent.

"Amazing, isn't it! Daoist Master said long ago that the Qinling Mountains are full of treasures!" Duan De stood next to Qi Zhe on a mountaintop, his face full of smugness.

He set foot in Zhongzhou more than half a year ago and dug up ancient tombs everywhere. The Qinling Mountains were the place he paid the most attention to, and it could be said to be the place he had been dreaming of.

Qi Zhe nodded upon hearing this, a look of curiosity appearing on his face. He smiled and said, "Every mountain ridge here is steaming with dragon energy. It is indeed the burial place of great figures."

Qi Zhe was on a high mountain on the outskirts of the Qinling Mountains. All he could see was the aura of dragons, and the entire Qinling Mountains were shrouded in mist.

Some mountain ranges never see the sun, and terrifying evil creatures lurk within them, such as flying yakshas or ancient corpses, each possessing great combat power.

But what truly caught Qi Zhe's attention was that the Qinling Mountains not only harbored an ancient dragon's lair, but also an astonishing Immortal Transformation Pool.

This place contains the inheritance of the Nine Secrets, hidden Holy Spirit powerhouses, and the undying killing intent unleashed by the Azure Emperor; everything is so mysterious.

Qi Zhe felt a longing after just a moment of deep thought, and was determined to go to the legendary Qin Clan to find the Nine Secrets, and also to see if Ye Fan had already arrived.

While Qi Zhe was deep in thought, Duan De, with an arrogant expression, kept him in suspense and said:
"The Qinling Mountains hold countless wonders; even a tiny bit of them is astonishing. Do you know what my target is this time?"

His coming to the Qinling Mountains was not only Qi Zhe's idea; he himself had the same idea and came here to find a large tomb.

Qi Zhe shook his head upon hearing this, and glanced sideways at Duan De, saying, "Master, whose ancestral grave are you eyeing this time? Why keep us in suspense?"

A smug look appeared on Duan De's round face. He didn't mince words when faced with Qi Zhe's question, and grinned, saying, "Have you ever heard of the Feathered King of Zhongzhou?"

The Central Plains has always been home to various kings. Since the era of the Ruthless Great Emperor, there have been legends of kings rising up together, a tradition that has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years.

The Feathered King is undoubtedly one of the more famous ones. Fifteen thousand years ago, a Feathered King appeared in Zhongzhou and was famous throughout the Big Dipper during that era.

That Feathered King lived for four or five thousand years. After his death, he was buried in the Qinling Mountains by his descendants, and his weapons were buried with him in the yellow earth.

Upon hearing this, Qi Zhe had already guessed Duan De's plan and said somewhat speechlessly, "I've naturally heard of the Feathered King, but unfortunately, I'm not interested."

The Feathered King left nothing behind except the Nine Divine Weapons. Now that Qi Zhe has reached this point, he no longer values ​​them. He feels that anything that is not a sacred weapon is useless.

Duan De grinned upon hearing this. He had originally intended to trick Qi Zhe into going down into the tomb with him, but he hadn't expected the other party to remain unmoved, which made him somewhat annoyed.

"You're so arrogant, so great, you don't even look down on the King's Divine Weapon." Duan De was speechless. Although he had the Magic Jar Lid, he was still not satisfied.

The Nine Divine Weapons are such legendary weapons that they are extremely rare and hard to come by. If you can't find them, you'll be so upset that you probably won't be able to sleep all night.

Upon hearing this, Qi Zhe said directly, "Master Duan, why bother? You are proficient in feng shui and geomancy, and even the art of source magic. One person is enough."

Duan De is very capable. He brought Qi Zhe along simply to have multiple layers of insurance, but in fact, he could have unearthed the treasure on his own, so there was no need for him to bring Qi Zhe.

Upon hearing this, Duan De knew that things were hopeless, and could only ask with a bitter face, "Then what are your plans? You don't mean you're thinking of going into seclusion here, do you?"

But Qi Zhe shook his head and said directly, "I want to find the Immortal Transformation Pool and see if it is really as magical as the legends say."

Qi Zhe indeed had many goals; the Nine Secrets and the Immortal Transformation Pool were both things he wanted to find. Faced with Duan De's questions, he wasn't going to pretend anymore. Duan De was speechless. The legend of the Immortal Transformation Pool was ethereal and unfounded; very few people in the Central Plains had ever found it throughout history—it was all just false information.

However, he couldn't say anything more, so he could only say, "Alright then, you go find your Immortal Transformation Pool, I'll go dig up my great tomb. See you in Qin City!"

As he spoke, Duan De rushed down the mountain ridge, his figure flashing as he sped towards the depths of the Qinling Mountains shrouded in thick fog, disappearing from Qi Zhe's sight in the blink of an eye.

"Qin Clan!" Qi Zhe muttered to himself, then left the mountain and headed deeper into the Qinling Mountains.

The Qinling Mountains are filled with countless towering peaks and ridges, and many places are shrouded in perpetual fog. You can easily find abandoned coffins emerging from the ground just by walking a few steps.

Some slow-moving ancient corpses would appear in the thick fog, exhaling mist towards the sky, creating an extremely eerie scene.

Qi Zhe ventured deeper into the area and saw many ancient corpses with supernatural powers and corpse-devouring evil insects, each exuding an astonishing evil aura. Ordinary people would die instantly upon encountering them.

Fortunately, Qi Zhe's cultivation level is now high enough that even evil beings at the Great Power realm would have to be defeated and reduced to ashes in a single encounter.

In just seven or eight days, Qi Zhe had traveled over 100,000 miles and encountered many ancient sects rooted deep in the Qinling Mountains, but the Qin Clan remained elusive.

Although the Qin Clan has an amazing background, it is actually a small sect, unknown in the depths of the Qinling Mountains, and impossible to find out about.

Many cultivators who found the Qin Clan did so by following the information about the Cai Clan, but unfortunately, once they entered, it was difficult to escape.

After not hearing any news from the Qin Clan for quite some time, Qi Zhe considered following the whereabouts of the Cai Clan to search for them, but fortunately, he discovered a clue on the tenth day.

In an unnamed mountain ridge deep in the Qinling Mountains, Qi Zhe discovered a newly unearthed coffin that had been buried for several years in the thick fog, with half of a decaying corpse falling out of the coffin.

The coffin, made of a strange bronze material, was exquisite. It was over ten feet long and was covered with carvings and patterns.

The inscription on the coffin indicates that the coffin belonged to a deceased emperor who had been buried for only ten years, and the decaying corpse inside was left behind by that person.

Qi Zhe stared at the rotting corpse, somewhat puzzled. After observing it for a long time, he said, "The source has been taken away. It seems Hua Yunfei, you still came after all."

Hua Yunfei's fate was not changed much. Although he wanted to break free from his shackles, he was bound even more tightly by the ruthless lineage because of Qi Zhe.

More than a year ago, he secretly tried to harm Ye Fan. Perhaps it wasn't his intention, but he still slipped up in front of Ye Fan and was exposed.

His identity was exposed within a year, and he was sacrificed by the ruthless faction. He has been on the run from the Eastern Wilderness for more than half a year.

According to Hua Yunfei's original trajectory, he is most likely in the Qinling Mountains now, and may have already hidden himself in the Qin Clan.

Qi Zhe stared silently at the rotting corpse, then used his methods to search for Hua Yunfei to see if he was there.

During his search, Qi Zhe discovered numerous clues. Within tens of thousands of miles, the essence of many ancient corpses had been taken away, and their bones lay scattered across the wilderness.

Qi Zhe then discovered them in a valley. Hua Yunfei, dressed in blue like an immortal, was practicing the Devouring Heaven Demon Art with Li Xiaoman.

"Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!" The Great Dao Treasure Bottle emitted wisps of dark light, and thousands of runes flickered, creating a truly astonishing sight.

As if Qi Zhe's arrival had startled him, Hua Yunfei stood up from a rock and looked at the white-clad man hundreds of feet away with a look of astonishment.

"Alas, Brother Qi, are you here to settle scores with me?"

(End of this chapter)